I think I'm mahd. Third chapter, and no one's reviewed the second chapter yet. Mainly because I just posted it 3 hours ago but...whatever!
MAHDNESS is contagious.
Disclaimer: I don't own. I mean, I can draw Tsuna...sometimes. But my Gokuderas are turning girly looking, Hibari is complete and utter PHAIL, and...um, well, I can only draw Mukuro in chibi. SIGH.
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Yamamoto, being Yamamoto, didn't really understand what the whole fuss about these...'fangirls' was. He simply thought that Hibari and Gokudera were being really mean to these girls.
But he's a baseball player. A jock. Jocks have fan(girls) all the time.
"They are just girls who like us a lot. What's so bad about that?" Yamamoto asked Gokudera.
Gokudera turned to Yamamoto. "You're just the baseball idiot. What do you know?"
Yamamoto grinned proudly. "Baseball, of course!"
Gokudera groaned in frustration.
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Like what Gokudera had suspected, Yamamoto wouldn't understand the frustration of having fangirls even when it struck him in the face.
Literally.
It was baseball practice, and Yamamoto was the batter. Bat-er. Bater. Bat...person! Okay, bat person.
The ball raced toward Yamamoto through the air. His bat swung and whacked it toward...
...oblivion?!
The ball had disappeared into a puff of pink smoke that smelled flowery and sickly. Rose petals exploded everywhere. Hinabird appeared. Of course, Yamamoto doesn't know that's Hinabird.
"...Hibird?!" Yamamoto the idiot (no offence. Cute, but nothing much in that head of his) exclaimed to the little bird, which suddenly pecked him on the nose.
A piece of paper, pink, with Yamamoto Takeshi written on it in flowery pink remained on the floor amongst the rose petals. He picked it up and read it.
"My Dearest Takeshi-chan~~3
ME LUBS YOU! TEE HEE!
~lots of lub, Hibari Kyouya 333"
"...Hibari? Seriously?" Yamamoto thought, but shrugged, threw away the letter, and continued with his training.
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Yamamoto, being the extremely trustworthy and trusting person, recounted the event to Tsuna and Gokudera. Reborn, of course, was there too.
"Hmm. Honestly, there's nothing we can do except deal with them individually. The fangirl is very dangerous and must be handled carefully, and personally.
Yamamoto nodded. "Oh yeah, forgot to tell you guys: found this other letter tied to a baseball that landed beside me just now."
Gokudera opened the letter, and nearly screamed.
Tsuna carefully retrieved the letter from Gokudera's cold and lifeless (from shock) fingers.
Dearest Takeshi~
I LUBS YOU MAWR 333
Lubs, Gokudera Hayato.
Yamamoto was waving a hand in front of Gokudera's stunned and stone face. "Yo, Gokudera. You there?"
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Of course, apart from the yaoi fangirl species, there was the normal type of fangirl.
Yamamoto was helping his dad in the shop, when a group of girls came into the store.
"Hello! Welcome! Just sit down and take a look at what we have!"
The girls practically dazzled in sparkles as they saw him. "We just want milk...one bottle each please!" they babbled.
Yamamoto was a bit surprised. People came in with the strangest of orders..one guy asked for squid ink...with ice. But milk? Okay...
He brought the bottles from the fridge. "Oh, I like milk a lot too!" He happened to casually comment.
What brought the hair on the back of his neck (which was strange, because last he checked, he didn't HAVE hairs on the back of his neck) standing on end was the reply.
"We know. That's why we ordered this!"
His thought: ...how did...they...know...
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Then you have the classic attempted seduction trick.
It was after one of the important inter-school matches, and Yamamoto was just sitting there staring blankly at the field.
A cheerleader, not from Namimori, walked over in all her mini-skirted glory. "Takeshi-kuun~~~" She crooned.
Evidently our dear Yamamoto hasn't yet figured that whenever any girl ends her sentences with "~~~", she was a fangirl. But it just adds to the fun/frustration, doesn't it.
He looked up uncertainly. "...Yo?"
The girl blushed. She went like, "Could...I...sit next to you?"
"...um, yeah, sure!" ...what is wrong with her?
She giggled and sparkled, making Yamamoto frown in annoyance. He was going to get a headache from the stupid sparkling from the girl if this continued.
She turned so her skirt flew up and her undies showed. She flicked a look toward our poor victim to see if he was bewitched by her...undergarments, but he was too blinded by her sparkling, and had looked away.
She sat down...
...right into a puddle of spilt energy isotonic drink.
She squealed and stood up, immediately losing all her sparklyness, and Yamamoto turned back. "Oh no I'm so sorry!"
But the slutty painful insane fangirl whined and ran away, flashing soaked bottom as she fled.
Meanwhile, 2 benches away...
"Haha! That was BRILLIANT, Jyuudaime! I mean, we managed to make him think it was HIS fault, and we got rid of that stupid woman! HAHA! Great job, Jyuudaime! HAHA!"
"...it was all your idea, Gokudera-kun..."
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Of course, then the fangirls' original plan finally set in motion.
Hibari and Yamamoto found themselves tied to each other on the rooftop one sunny afternoon.
Which didn't make sense, because Hibari is...Hibari. Undefeatable, even at the hands of that heating poison thing during the Ring Battle. But In Yamamoto's case, it was...fine.
Hibari had been drugged. As had Yamamoto.
And Hibari had a disgusting feeling that something really, really bad was about to happen.
...and he didn't need the video camera standing before them to give him a hint.
"...eh, Hibari..."
"...what."
"...why do you suppose we're tied up like this?"
Good question. Hibari had never thought much about Yamamoto Takeshi, and wondered what was going on, and what was the purpose.
"...as much as I hate working with herbivores, let's try working...to...gether...(CHOKE) to...get out of this ...mess". Hibari muttered. He hated to say it, but the teamwork was necessary for him to be able to bite the fangirls to dea...wait, they didn't deserve it. They would be more than happy to be bitten by him (cough). Heck, maybe he'd just stab them with his tonfas.
So after about ten minutes, they had managed to stand themselves up, Hibari had cut them free with his tonfas, and destroyed the camera and hurled it over the edge of the building like what he did with his first fangirl (see last chapter).
Hibari took the footage signal thingy (Yamamoto didn't really know what it was...it was just a tangled mass of wire and ...metal) to his office, scanned it, and set off out of the school.
"...Hey, Hibari! Where are you going?"
"...To bite...I mean, ...ergh. Just beat up some idiotic fangirls." It hurt not being able to use his catchphrase.
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"...Was it really necessary to beat them up so bad? They're just....girls who like us a lot!"
"...You're one to talk."
"...true that."
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PART TWO of weird Airport Omake thing
...The Varia wanted to go on holiday TOO!
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Bel: ...is something the matter, sir?
Guard:...um...uh...knives...
(SLASH BLOOD GORE M18)
Guard: X_X
Bel:...Fufufufufufu...
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Guard 2: Ma'am, no sharp ob...
Squalo:...VOIII!!! DO I LOOK LIKE A GIRL TO YOU?!
Guard 2: (yes)...I'm..i'm sorry sir...but
Squalo: (beats up guy)
Guard 2: X_X
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