Disclaimer: I do not own X, and though I do not agree with this fact, my mommy told me that I am not to steal anything from Clamp. Little does she know of the secret trap door under my bed that contains a bound Kamui and Subaru with nothing but a bag of peanuts, yaoi manga, and a case of Dr. Pepper to keep them company. *Ninja shifty eyes* I mean…she is so right! *Then in a not so convincing voice* And no I don't have Kamui and Subaru locked away in a secret room for my own sadistic enjoyment in hopes of luring Fuma and Seishiro into a trap. It's just stupid. *Laughs nervously* Nor do I own Robin Hood: Men in Tights or Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail.
On a beach in England...
Subaru and Kamui scanned the horizon, looking for any signs of Yuto, who when we last left our heroes, decided to swim all the away from Africa to England instead of taking a ship like Kamui and Subaru had done. Both the young ex-king and the white mage had been looking for almost two days since they had arrived in a port not too far away. They both stood on the edge of a giant cliff, next to giant white Hollywood style letters that spelled out 'England'.
"Okay, I don't see him," Kamui complained for the fourteenth time in three hours, "Are you sure that he'll wash up on this beach?"
"Be patient your majesty," Subaru soothed, "I know for a fact that he'll wash up on this precise beach."
Kamui rolled his eyes, "And just how does that figure again?"
Subaru sighed with a hint of annoyance, "I told you, it's a magic user thing. You wouldn't understand. Now be quiet and keep looking."
"But the longer we stay here, the more likely that Prince John and Sheriff Rottingham's giant flying chicken will devour Saiki, if it hasn't already!" Kamui whined.
"For the last time, your majesty," Subaru snapped impatiently, "Saiki will be fine. He still has to go on trial, and considering all the people that Rottingham and the Prince's men have arrested, he'll be waiting for quite a while. Now, with all due respect your highness; shut up and keep looking for our idiotic companion! We're going to need all the help we can get if we're to save your friend."
Kamui huffed, but otherwise he kept silent and went back to scanning the beach of any sign of Yuto. He squinted as he watched what appeared to be a piece of drift wood that was entangled with seaweed making its way to the shore. As he continued to watch it, he noticed that it didn't seem to be drifting towards the shore in a random fashion. In fact, it almost seemed like it was swimming.
"Hey," he called to Subaru, "I think I see him!"
Subaru joined him and Kamui pointed to the drift wood, which was by now trying to crawl out of the surf. He could just barely make out Yuto's cloths and his blond hair amongst all the seaweed that entangled him.
"That's him," Subaru confirmed. "Let's go."
Meanwhile, Yuto finally dragged his tired and painful limbs up the beach away from the water. He gasped for breath and looked up at the cliff and nearly wept for joy at the sight of the large white letters that told him that he had finally reached his destination.
"Home!" he croaked, pushing himself up to stand on his knees. "Home! England!"
He dropped to all fours and started kissing the sand repeatedly. When he realized that he was kissing the ground, he stopped abruptly and started spitting out sand.
"It's about time you got here!"
Yuto looked up to find Kamui and Subaru casually strolling up to him in dry clothes and in Kamui's case quite impatient. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped at the sight of them. "What are you two doing here?"
Subaru sweat dropped, "Well, waiting for you of course."
"But… but…" Yuto stammered and gestured behind him, "You were there… but you're here… and…"
Kamui frowned and mumbled to Subaru, "Someone swallowed a little too much salt water." Subaru nodded in agreement.
"How did you…" Yuto babbled. He couldn't understand why both Subaru and Kamui were standing in front of him. He could've sworn that he started before them.
"Oh… that," Kamui said hesitantly when he realized what was going on. "Well we wanted to tell you, but you were already pretty far out when we tried."
"Tell me what?" Yuto asked in an exasperated tone.
"Well you see…" Subaru said embarrassingly and rubbed the back of his head nervously, "We didn't have to swim to England. There was a boat on its way to England already. We hitched a ride back and arrived two days before you."
Yuto gaped at the two of them, then started whining and waving his arms and pointing at nothing in particular. Kamui and Subaru just stood there sweat dropping until he was completely finished. They were silent for a moment until Yuto spoke in an exhausted gasp, "A horse! My kingdom for a horse!"
The other two just sighed and went over and knelt down and each took one of Yuto's arms around their shoulders and helped him up and started making their way slowly to the nearest village.
"I can't believe I went from being the King of the Britons to a stupid crutch," Kamui grumbled.
At Prince John's castle…
"I said hold still!" Satsuki snarled at Jim, who was, at this moment trying in vain to escape from the bath and bubbles that Broomhilde and Lady Satsuki had drawn for him. Broomehilde held him down in the tub while Satsuki scrubbed his now pink skin viciously with a wash cloth. Saiki stood out of their way back in a corner, holding three bath towels.
"HELP! HELP ME! THEY'RE TRYING TO RAPE ME!" Jim screamed as he fought to get himself free of Broomhilde's iron grip. Satsuki smacked the back of his head. "Hold still now, or so help me god, I'll have Saiki hold you down while Broomhilde hits you with a broom!" she threatened.
Jim ignored her as he continued to scream for help, "NOOOOO! I DON'T WANNA GET RAPED! SOMEBODY SAVE ME!"
"No one's going to rape you!" Satsuki screamed at him. "It's just a bath!"
Saiki sighed and shook his head slowly. How does he always somehow manage to get himself stuck in these situations? First he had a fight with Kamui and was then snatched away by a freak of nature of a bird with an idiotic peasant who wouldn't shut up, arrested for treason and possession of a pair of coconut halves, and now he was stuck in the role of a lowly house servant!
He really couldn't complain though. In fact, he was quite grateful that Satsuki was hell bent on receiving at least two new servants from Rottingham after he had arrested and executed her last ones for no reason at all.
Saiki shuddered at the memory of Satsuki's rage after she had found out what he and Jim had been arrested for. He had thought for sure that she would've killed everyone in the dungeon at the rate she was going. After screaming and yelling at Rottingham about how incompetent he was for almost half an hour, Satsuki stormed out of the dungeon with Saiki and Jim scurrying fearfully at her heels and Broomhilde who brought up the rear. Both Saiki and Jim were now full of fear and respect for the terrifying and beautiful Satsuki, but they couldn't help but wonder if they would have been better off with Rottingham.
Once they had reached Satsuki's living quarters her mood changed entirely. She gave them a small reassuring smile and started to politely interrogate them. What were their names? Where were they from? What had they done before they had been arrested? After the interrogation was over Saiki had felt more relaxed and became confident enough to believe that as long as he didn't make any sudden movements and did what he was told, Satsuki was less likely to kill him.
When she and Broomhilde had gotten downwind of Jim they froze and sniffed and that's when things started to go downhill. Refusing to have a servant who stank of peasant life, Satsuki declared Jim unbearable and had ordered him to take a bath, and Broomhilde, who refused to have to follow Jim around with air freshener and have to constantly clean everything he touched, seconded Satsuki's order. Jim, being the moron that he was, refused.
"If the two of you refuse to sacrifice a few things for our relationship like I have, then it won't work!" Jim had retorted stubbornly.
"Vhat relationship?" Broomhilde exclaimed, "Ve've only just met you!"
"Oh, so that's how it is, is it?" Jim cried, "Fine then, have it your way! I worked so hard and gave up so much! And now you throw it back in my face!"
"What the hell are you talking about? All we want you to do is take a freakin' bath!" Satsuki argued.
"Well I'm not going to just stand here and take it!" Jim cried out dramatically, "I'm going to pursue my dream of becoming a hot Japanese-pop star!"
Now he found himself watching Satsuki and Broomhilde wrestling with Jim as they tried to scrub him clean.
"I HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!" Jim bellowed as Satsuki dumped a bucket of water over his head. "ANYTHING I SAY CAN AND WILL BE USED AGAINST ME IN THE COURT OF LAW!"
Saiki sighed in exasperation and dropped the towels he was holding and stomped over to the tub and gently pushed Satsuki aside before snatching a broom.
"I HAVE THE RIGHT TO AN ATTORNEY! IF I CANNOT AFFORD AN ATTORNEY THEN—!"
Jim was abruptly cut off as Saiki bashed him on the head with the broom, knocking him unconscious. Satsuki and Broomhilde gaped at the now unconscious form of Jim and then to Saiki and back again.
"There," Saiki sighed in relief. "That otta keep him quiet for the rest of his bath time. Heck, maybe he'll be out for the rest of the day." He added cheerfully.
Then, without another word he turned and left the bathroom and Satsuki and Broomhilde to finish their job.
After Lady Satsuki was satisfied with Jim's cleanliness, she called for Saiki to drag him out of her bath tub and quickly dried him off and after sending Broomhilde off in search of servant's clothes, dressed him and had him slumped against a wall before he woke up.
"He's not use to taking bathes is he?" Broomhilde asked in her heavy German accent.
Saiki shrugged, "I guess not. I've never met him before all of this."
Satsuki cocked her head to the side curiously, "What did you say you did before that bloody bird snatched you up?"
Saiki puffed his chest out with pride and declared proudly, "I served as a page for King Kamui."
Both women gasped, "King Kamui? You mean the King Kamui?! The Defeater of the Saxons?! The Sultan of all England? The beloved King to all Britons?"
Saiki nodded, "Yep, the very same."
Both women started to giggle sheepishly. "Is he really as handsome as they say?"
"Yep, though many would say that he's the most beautiful person in the world."
"Is he really brave too?"
"Of course!"
"Does he have a girlfriend?"
"No… not really,' Saiki sweat dropped at that question.
"Do you think he could sign my chastity belt?"
"EH?!" Saiki exclaimed. The two women started to close in on him with never-ending questions. He backed up against the wall, starting to realize that he was in the presence of…. DUN DUN DUNNN! Rabid Fangirls!
'Oh bother…' Saiki thought as the questions swallowed him up and spat him out. He wished he had just kept his mouth shut and cursed himself and, of course, he cursed Kamui most of all.
Meanwhile as Saiki was fighting off rabid fangirls…
Kamui, Subaru, and Yuto had made it back to the village, where Yuto was able to get a change of clothes and make up for all the meals that he'd missed. They also brought weapons in which to aid them on their quest. Yuto got a bow and a quiver of arrows and a sword, Kamui got himself a new sword after losing his last one when he and Subaru were arrested, and Subaru also got a bow and quiver of arrows. When he was finally satisfied, they rented a couple of large actual horses that had a small banner across their hindquarters that read 'Rent-A-Wreck' (Kamui had whined and complained about why he hadn't had one when he had started his journey) and where now riding through Sherwood forest.
"So what's the plan?" Yuto inquired thoughtfully. "Whether we like it or not, we're outlaws now. And I don't know about you, but that puts a dent in my own plans."
Kamui shrugged, "I don't know. I just want to save Saiki and find out what the heck is going on with this Prince John crap."
Subaru shrugged as well, "I was hunting for someone. But I promised his majesty that I would help him rescue his friend, so I guess my original plans are gonna have to be put on hold until then."
Yuto cocked his head to the side, "What happened to your friend?"
Kamui frowned and looked at the ground in shame. "It's all my fault!" he moaned, "I ignored him when he was dying of thirst and we started fighting. Then some giant mutant turkey came out of nowhere and snatched him up and took him away."
Yuto's face turned grave, "You mean Prince John's giant bird thing?"
Kamui nodded, "Have you seen it?"
Yuto shook his head, "No, only rumors. But I never believed them."
"Well start believing now, because I've seen it," Kamui said and spread his arms wide, "He was big—bigger than this! In fact he was as big as a house!"
Subaru nodded in agreement, "I've seen it too."
Yuto frowned in thought. "So this bird took off with your friend?"
Kamui nodded, "And according to Subaru, it took him to Prince John's castle."
"It takes traitors or anyone that the Sheriff of Rottingham or Prince John thinks are criminals to the castle to await trial and execution. It also takes peasants to eat." Subaru added solemnly.
Yuto hissed, "That bird must die." Then he gave a curt nod and said, "Then I shall help you too. I can't really think of how else I can stop those mad men and their psychotic pigeon!"
Kamui smiled gratefully, "Thank you!"
As they continued riding they came to a clearing where they saw three of the Sheriff's men beating the crap out of some random young man. Kamui frowned and squinted at the young man and whispered to his two companions, "Doesn't that guy look familiar?"
Subaru and Yuto looked to the group of men. "Which one," Yuto asked, "One of the guys beating up that other guy, or the guy that's getting beaten up by the other guys?"
"The one that's getting his ass kicked," Kamui clarified.
The young man in question looked to be about in his early twenties and of African descent. He wore a green and purple turban that kept pulling at Kamui's memory. Apparently it was the same for Yuto and Subaru as well, because Yuto dug through his pockets and pulled out the photo of Achoo and examined it. He looked up and squinted to get a better look at the young man who was now being held from behind by one guard while another started punching him in the stomach.
Subaru peered at the picture too and called to the group, "Achoo?"
The three men stopped and turned to them. "Bless you!"
They all went back to beating the young man up. Yuto finally got a good look and nodded to himself. "Yep, that's him."
"How can you tell?" Kamui asked, still trying to get a good look at the man.
Yuto just smiled and slipped of his horse's back, "I just know. Wait here your highness, Subaru and I will take care of this."
Kamui frowned and opened his mouth to protest but Subaru spoke first. He raised an eye brow and didn't move from his spot on their horse, "Subaru's gonna do what?"
Yuto stopped in his stride and turned to look at the white mage, "Come on, we got to go down there and rescue him."
Subaru shook his head, "Oh no, no, no. I'm just gonna sit this one out."
Yuto narrowed his eyes and blinked, "What?"
"I don't do physical combat," Subaru retorted.
Kamui interjected quickly, "I can fight!"
"What kind of excuse is that?" Yuto demanded, both he and Subaru ignoring Kamui's argument.
Subaru folded his arms and snapped, "I'm a magic user, a MAGIC USER! I don't fight in physical combat, I only cast spells."
"I'm not a magic user! I know how to fight in physical combat!" Kamui interrupted again, only to be ignored. Again.
Yuto snorted, "Then come on and start spell casting!"
Subaru glared, "I'm staying here to protect his highness. There are only three men; surely you can handle them all."
"But I don't need protecting!" Kamui complained, only to be ignored again.
Yuto rolled his eyes and turned on his heel, "Pansy."
"Man, I hope someone's getting a video tape of this!" Achoo gasped between blows. Yuto strode over and punched the guy holding Achoo in the back of the head. The man let Achoo go and fell to the ground unconscious. He quickly grabbed the one that had been punching Achoo and put him in a headlock.
"Watch my back!" He said to Achoo. Achoo leaned over and watched as another of the guards ran in and punched Yuto in the back twice.
"Your back just got punched," Achoo told him and held up two fingers, "Twice."
Yuto flinched and glared up at Achoo, "Thanks."
He brought his elbow back and smashed it behind him into the guy's face, knocking him to the ground, where he writhed in pain and cupped his hands over his now bleeding nose, and then grabbed the guy he was holding and swung him to the ground, and he and Achoo quickly backed away.
"Hey, thanks man," Achoo said happily, clapping Yuto's shoulder.
"You're welcome," Yuto said absentmindedly, his attention on the three men on the ground who were slowly getting to their feet.
"Say, who are you anyway?" Achoo asked, oblivious to the men.
"Erm, I don't think now is the time for introductions," Yuto answered and the men advanced towards them. Achoo looked up and then held his hands up to signal a time-out. "Hey time-out!"
The three men stopped their advancement and stared at the two before them, puzzled. "Hey look, I'm sorry bad guys," Achoo said lightly, "But I am running out of air." He flicked a strip of cloth from his turban out of his face. "Timed to get pumped."
He then bent over where we see that he's wearing a pair of black sneakers and pumps them a couple of times before straightening up and saying lightly, "Okay Hokies, time-in."
The three men circled Yuto and Achoo, surrounding them and cutting off any escape routes.
Yuto held his fists up and muttered to Achoo, "By the way, do you know praying mantis?"
Achoo smirked, "You're lookin' at him."
Then both men started howling and doing fake kung-fu moves. The three opposing men stopped in their circling and looked at each other, unsure of what was going on. Just then, Yuto struck! He darted toward the guy on his left with another Chinese howl and punched him repeatedly in the face ten times. Then, before the man, dazed and confused with a grade two concussion and a broken nose, could so much as blink, Yuto karate-chomped him in the neck and kicked him in the stomach, sending the even more confused man crumpling to the ground with a groan.
The two men left were stunned to say the least. That is until Achoo, using Yuto's attack as a distraction, ran at the guy on the right and made a flying leap, as though he were running on air and kicked the man in the face, sending him flying into a nearby tree. Kamui and Subaru flinched as the guy impacted with the tree and groaned, "Ooooo, that's gonna hurt."
And then there was one. The man in the middle stood on shaky legs as his glance darted between Yuto and Achoo, who are now, after having turned the tables, slowly advancing on him.
"Wait, please!" he croaked, "Please have mercy! I-I have a wife and two children, and a stable paying job! I went to collage!"
Achoo narrowed his eyes, "What are you trying to say?"
The man gulped, "I-I-I don't know what y-you mea—"
Yuto also glared and said icily, "Are you saying that just because you went to college, that automatically means that you're better than everyone else?"
The man's eyes widened in horror, "N-no! That's not what I—"
Achoo advanced, "Are you automatically assuming that neither of us went to college?"
The man was sweating a puddle by now, "No I—"
"What, do you think that just because we don't look like the stereotypical person who went to college that means we didn't?" Yuto demanded harshly taking another threatening step forward.
The man backed away nervously, "No, I didn't say that!"
"Do you think that since you went to collage then that makes you special?" Achoo snapped.
The man looked between the two heroes wildly and sputtered, "I—I—no—didn't…." Then he screamed and dropped to his knees and curled up in a fetal position and started sucking his thumb and chanted over and over, "Find a happy place. Find a happy place. Find a happy place."
Yuto and Achoo stopped and smirked at each other and high-fived, "You know the Secret Confusion Technique too?" Yuto beamed.
"Hell yeah," Achoo chirped, "You never know when you may need to send something in an eternal psychotic meltdown from which there is no return."
They both burst out laughing as the man that they had just mentally tortured began rocking back and forth and muttering for his mom. Subaru and Kamui had slide off their horse and walked over to the laughing pair, Subaru holding the reins to both horses.
Kamui glanced down at the pathetic looking man on the ground with a look of awe. "What did you do to him?"
"We used the Secret Confusion Technique," Yuto answered. "A secret technique developed by the ancient Dark Celtic Priests who were banished from their lands. A person subjected to it will be sent into an eternal psychotic meltdown from which they will never return. This guy got a double dose, so he's defiantly not coming back anytime soon."
Achoo nodded, "Yep, now he'll be cuckoo for Coco Puffs forever."
Kamui shivered at that thought, "What a horrible power."
Subaru narrowed his eyes, "Where did you learn that technique?"
Yuto shrugged, "Some guy taught me. I don't know his name though."
"Same here," Achoo said. "I saw him a few weeks ago and he taught it to me in exchange for something." He frowned and looked at Subaru closely. "Now that I think about it, you look just like him. Except he wore black robes instead of white."
Yuto nodded, "And he had a blind eye, didn't he?"
"Yeah! And he wore these really cool things over his eyes. What were those called? Night visions? Blackouts?"
Subaru's face stony, "Sunglasses."
"Yeah, sunglasses, that's right!" Achoo said happily, "How did you know?"
Subaru's eyes hardened and his voice was ice cold as he responded, "Because I've been trying to track that bastard for six years now."
Yuto flinched and Achoo averted his gaze. "Oh, we're sorry."
Kamui cocked his head slightly, "Achoo, do you know where he went?"
Achoo shook his head, "Nope, I just gave him my lucky pendent after he taught me that technique." He blinked, "Wait, who are you guys anyway?"
"I'm Yuto Kigai," Yuto said, "This guy," he gestured to Subaru who was glowering at the moment, "Is Subaru Sumeragi, and this guy," he pointed to Kamui, "is King Kamui, the real King of Briton."
"Nice to meet ya," Achoo nodded, "How did you know who I was?"
"We met your father in Egypt and he asked us to find you." Kamui answered.
Subaru handed Yuto his horse's reins and turned on his heel and started walking without a word.
"Hey—where're you going?" Yuto called after him.
"That bastard was here not too long ago," Subaru hissed, "That means he's around here somewhere!"
Achoo sweat dropped, "Actually I saw him about three weeks ago, and I wasn't here, I was up north."
Subaru stopped and turned to Achoo, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Don't you think you could've mentioned that before?"
Achoo rolled his eyes and shrugged, "I said that I met him a few weeks ago."
Subaru threw his arms up in exasperation and screamed a long strand of curses. Yuto and Achoo turned to Kamui for answers, who was, at this point shaking his head at Subaru's display with pity. "He's had a long few weeks."
Achoo snorted, "Really? I couldn't tell."
"Poor guy," Yuto said sympathetically.
Kamui sighed, "So what do we do now?"
Yuto shrugged as he watched Subaru jump up and down angrily after he stubbed a toe when he fiercely kicked a wooden stump. "I don't know. We're not too far from my home; we can rest and think of what to do there." He suggested. Subaru glared at the evil stump that had made him stub his toe and kicked it again with his other foot before howling in pain and bouncing up and down while clenching his new injured foot, cursing that stupid stump and Seishiro Sakurazuka for his misfortune. Everyone just watch him with raised eye brows and tsk tsked at his behavior.
"You know you'd think he would just take the news with grace and act his own age," Kamui remarked, folding his arms over his chest. "I mean, every time I complained, he always told me to suck it up, and now he gets all pissed and starts throwing a fit because he missed the Sakurazukamori. Is that hypocritical or what?"
Yuto and Achoo shrugged again, "We're just as puzzled as you, your Highness."
"Yeah," Achoo said, "And I only just met you guys."
They stood in silence for a while more, waiting for Subaru to scream out his frustrations and feed his masochistic side by banging his elbows against a tree and then punching said tree for banging his elbows, and again cursing Seishiro's name and the day he was born every time. After a while, he stopped. Not because he had run out of things to curse, but because his voice was horse and his toes, elbows, and hands hurt like hell and his was beginning to discover that he couldn't win against the evil tree and its stumpy stump companion.
He limped back to his three waiting companions with a glower. Before any of them could say a word he cut them off with a look and snapped, "Shut up. Let's just get the hell out of here before something else happens."
"I was just gonna say off we go," Achoo said innocently. Subaru snorted and muttered, "Yeah, I'll bet."
And thus they set off at a slow pace, thanks to Subaru kicking poor defenseless trees and stumps in his tantrum.
Meanwhile, Saiki has survived the fangirl attack and Jim has regained consciousness. Now we join them in another exciting episode, let us watch...
"Methinks my head hurts!" Jim complained for the thousandth time since he had woken didn't remember his horrifying bath time experience, nor did he remember Saiki bashing him upside the head. All he knew was that it was lights out and when he woke up he had the mother of all headaches, which he had to pass on to anyone who was in hearing distance with his whining. Sadly, the only people who were being subjected to his torture were Lady Satsuki, Broomhilde, and Saiki. All who were very close to choking the living daylights out of their idiot companion.
"Methinks you should shut up and keep your headache to yourself," Saiki snapped, clenching his now aching head.
"But it huuuuurts!"
"Shut up," Broomhilde snarled while she tried to stuff cotton balls down her ears.
"Make it sssstttooooooppp!"
"I'll make your life stop if you don't be quiet this instant!" Satsuki shouted as she rubbed her temples.
"I want asssppppiriiinnn!"
"No body's got any aspirin, you stupid sod!" Saiki hissed.
"Then geeeeet meeee sommmme!" Jim cried.
"Listen you, when I say nobody has any god forsaken aspirin then there is no god forsaken aspirin! Otherwise we'd have used it ourselves!" Saiki yelled, but to no avail. Jim wasn't listening like always.
"I'm dyyyyyinggggg!"
"SHUT UP!" they all screamed in unison.
"WAAAAHHHH!" Jim's wails sounded through the halls of the castle, making all the inhabitants and those who were in a ten feet radius of the castle walls stop what they were doing and clinch their ears in pain.
"Bloody hell! What's making that awful racket?!" The Sheriff of Rottingham shouted from his office in the dungeons, his hands pressed against his ears like a vice.
From the main hall where the king's throne was located a man with luscious brown curly hair that stopped at his shoulders and adorned a golden crown with rubies, sapphires, and emeralds on his head and a large mole on his left cheek bone stuffed a pair of pillows against his head. This man was Prince John, the throne stealing, crown snatching coward who stole Kamui's crown and throne and is the cause for all of our hero's problems.
"What is this? An attack of some sort?" Prince John demanded. The royal adviser who was currently on his knees shouted back, "WHAT? DID YOU SAY SOMETHING MY LORD?!"
Saiki gritted his teeth and snatched a sock from the floor and leaped at Jim, knocking him to the ground and stuffing the sock in his mouth and abruptly cutting off Jim's paralyzing wails of doom. But Saiki wasn't done yet. He grabbed a fist full of Jim's shirt and roughly hauled him to his feet and slammed him against the wall.
"For the love of god, shut up Jim!" He yelled as he shook the subdued red head. "There is no aspirin! I don't care if you have a headache, and neither does anyone else!"
Jim tried to talk around his gag but Saiki slammed him against the wall and silenced him. "No! You no longer have the right to talk!" Saiki said hotly. "You just lost your talking privileges! If I hear you so much as even whisper I'll kill you myself, consequences be damned!"
Jim gave a muffled squeak of fright. Saiki continued, "From now on you are not allowed to talk. I don't care how you communicate, so long as it doesn't make any kind of loud racket. Is this in anyway unclear?"
Jim shook his head and gave Saiki a thumbs up. Saiki nodded curtly and released him, "Good, now go sit in a corner somewhere quietly until you're called."
Jim scurried over to a corner by a window, staying in Saiki's sight so that he wouldn't piss him off any more than he already was. Saiki sighed with frustration and turned to Satsuki and smiled weakly, "I'm sorry he's such a complete imbecile."
Satsuki shrugged as she massaged her temples, "It's not your fault. His mother must've dropped him on his head when he was a baby or something."
Jim crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip in a pout.
TBC...
YAY! I finally did it! WOOT! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long, first my school computer was retarded and blocked almost the whole internet and then I didn't have a computer of my own to work on. And now I do have a computer of my own but I just don't have time hardly at all. Since it's been forever since I've even worked on this story I'm kind of a little lost on what I wanted to do with it… D: I have decided that I shall leave it up to you guys. If you really want me to I will try to finish it(in all my spare time). Please review, and depending on how many reviews I get I will make a bigger effort to finish this story.
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Temari