A.N: Hey guys, I tried to write a funny little thing. A little humor never killed anyone. I wanted something a little happier because I've been watching Clannad and my goodness that stuff is sad. Hope you enjoy!

-Sarah

A week had passed sense HOMRA decided to take in Fushimi and Yata's duck, Waddles.

At HOMRA:

Mikoto woke up at half passed 9, the only reason was the faint quacking he could hear the slight pressure on his chest. All week Mikoto had been waking up to Waddles somewhere around his room, the duck was free to roam around the bar and such, but for some unknown reason in the mornings at the same time everyday he would waddle around Mikoto's room quacking his little head off. So when Mikoto opened his eyes, he wasn't all that surprised to see Waddles sitting on his chest quacking. Soon Anna would come in, grab Waddles off Mikoto, and apologize for having the duck wake him, but as she left Mikoto would see a slight smile cross her features and he would feel no anger towards the duck anymore.

Mikoto sighed, really, of all the people to get attached to while his 'mothers' were away, it had to be him. One morning Mikoto had awoke to the duck EATING his hair! It was just sitting on Mikoto's face biting his hair and stepping on his eyes.

A knock on the door had Mikoto sitting up grasping the duck in his hand. Anna walked in and tried very hard not to giggle when she saw Mikoto with the duck in his hands. She quickly grabbed Waddles and made haste to leave the room before Mikoto got angry and perhaps burned Waddles alive.

In America:

Of all the places Yata wanted to visit, the Mall of America had been number two on his list. Fushimi had no idea why though, it was screaming people and rude Americans shuffling around getting too close for comfort. There were also annoying vendors trying to get you to buy things left and right, ah, but Misaki wanted to see this mall and this mall in particular so Fushimi promised to take him.

Yata's heart was pounding. God this place was huge! He had seen large business areas in Japan but this, this was fantastic! There were so many different stores and things to look at. Although some of the people here were rude, most minded their own business.

"Isn't this cool Saru?! Look at all the stores! Which one should we go in first? I saw this cool looking one over by another store called 'Spencers'..."

Yata continued ranting about all the stores he had seen and which one he wanted to go in next, and Fushimi continued staring around judging people as they walked by. As they walked they passed an...interesting store. It was called 'Victoria's Secret' and he had never seen one in Japan. Although the sight of half naked women in skimpy underwear didn't really excite Fushimi, the thought of how embarrassed Yata would be if they went in was very alluring.

"Nnn, Misaki...I think we should go in that store" Fushimi said his eyes trailing over the the bright pink store.

"Wh-what? Why? Not like you need anything in there!" Yata stuttered upon following Fushimi's eyes and landing on the lingerie store.

"You never know Misaki, I could have developed some strange kinks while we were fighting over the years." Fushimi said with a smirk as he gripped Yata's hand and pulled him closer to the store.

Yata struggled to stay on his feet as he was pulled into the store.

Ladies. That was all Misaki saw when he walked in. Ladies. Clothed ladies, half naked ladies, pretty ladies, and ladies he wasn't even sure were ladies. Fushimi pulled him over to an area surrounded by teenage girls, inside each bin were tons and tons of panties.

"Look Misaki! They're having a sale!" Fushimi said with fake excitement, bending at the knees and bring his hands to his cheeks, a very good impression of many teenage girls inside the store.

He glanced over and Misaki and almost died. His face was red, so red it almost exceeded his hair color. Misaki's eyes were trying to focus on anything except for all the panties and girls in front of him, sweat had broken out across his forehead and his hands were twitching like mad.

'Well,' Fushimi thought, 'I wonder how far I can push him before he cracks...'

Fushimi walked over to the bins where the girls were all standing, each one looked up from her shopping to stare at Fushimi. Mumbled sentences were overheard, some were saying how 'hot' and attractive Fushimi was, others were stating he was probably gay or just a pervert.

Fushimi looked in each bin trying to find the perfect pair of panties, something he would wear if he were a girl. His eyes stopped and a smile nearly cracked his face in half.

"Say...Misaki...How do you think I would look in these?"

Misaki looked up and in Saru's hands was the skimpiest thong Misaki had ever seen. It was bright red and wasn't even made of cloth, the whole thing was just Lace. This lacy thing was pinched between Fushimi's hands and Fushimi's face looked to be splitting in two from the half smirk half smile he was sporting as he watched Misaki's face flush even more, if that was possible.