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A unanimous vote was cast for going to bed. The coffee table was pushed aside, Yami, Ryou, and Brock were persuaded to stay, and eventually sleeping arrangements were formed downstairs, as the upstairs were suffering from construction. On the couch: Eri and Ryou at the opposite ends. Nest: Amunet. Brock, Pandora, Kia, and Yami spread blankets over the carpet and squished together. This left Kaiba with the cold kitchen floor and a trenchcoat. Actually, he probably could have squeezed in somewhere on the carpet, but physical contact was not really Kaiba’s thing. So it was the freezing tile for him.
15 minutes pass…
Chatter slowly died down.
30 minutes pass…
Everyone was now completely out cold, except, of course, for Kaiba. He wiggled uncomfortably, listening to Yami snore and Amunet mumble something about Poptarts and gerbils in her sleep.
He closed his eyes in an attempt to become sleepier, but this does one little good when they’re on a cold, hard floor and everyone else is snuggling up near a fireplace.
A small voice said near his head. “Um, Kaiba-kun, dearest?”
His eyes snapped open, alarmed. “Whahuh?” A questioning Pandora face was an inch from his own.
“Personal space!” he hissed.
“Sorry,” she replied, inching away. “I was just thinking that maybe you wanted a blanket.” She proffered the fluffy blue comforter emblazoned with fleecy snowflakes.
Kaiba was puzzled for a moment. “For me?”
Pan reddened. “Well, we’d kinda have to share, but I won’t get too close, I promise.”
Kaiba could care less by now. “Just get the thing over here. I’d share with a poodle by now.”
Pan smiled as she laid the blanket over him, and then snuggled under. “So… how’d you get into this whole RP thing?”
“Well, I suppose you could call it a guilty pleasure. It started when I began playing KH as a kid-“
“You play Kingdom Hearts, too?” squeaked Pandora. Kia waved an arm in her sleep feebly. “Sorry,” Pandora whispered, lowering her voice. “But you play Kingdom Hearts?”
“If I have time, yes…”
“Isn’t Axel/Roxas the most canon pairing ever?”
“Well, yes…”
Pandora laughed and Kaiba felt himself being drawn into a smile by her elfin giggle. Wait, what?!?! Kaiba? Smile? No, the two words did not go into the same sentence. The OOC almost killed him. He quickly wiped the grin off of his face and said, “You’re a real yaoi fangirl, aren’t you?”
“Oh, you have no idea…” She quickly launched into an anecdote of the time she was fangirling over Boku no Sexual Harassment, but Kaiba couldn’t help examining her instead. Wavy brown hair was spread across her head and she gestured with her slender hands as she talked. Her eyes were really quite nice. He hadn't noticed them before because of her black, thick-rimmed glasses, but now that she took them off he could see her large brown eyes.
“And thus I think I have scarred my unfortunate friends forever,” she finished. “Um, did you get any of that?”
“Your eyes are very... brown.”
“I think I would prefer...” Kaiba’s face was coming closer to hers, in complete disregard to his personal bubble rule.
“The word...” She felt his breath on her lips...
“Mahogany...” Their noses brushed against each other and Kelsey felt her eyes close slowly...
“Or possibly russet,” replied his voice, farther away.
She opened her eyes, blazing scarlet. “Yeah...” She looked at his smirking visage and her flushed look increased in intensity. “Um... Good night then.” She turned her back to him and tried (unsuccessfully) to fall asleep.
After a few moments she felt his figure curl around hers. (SPOOOOOOONING)
“Um, what about your personal bubble thing?”
“Well, it’s damn cold on this floor, and you happen to be really warm. And, secondly, I happen to like you more than most people.”
Pandora flipped to her other side to face him again; ignoring the fact that she was immensely enjoying his warm breath on her neck and the feel of his body against hers. “Really?”
He pushed his lips against hers. “Really and truly.”
All Pan had time to do was blink before he joined their lips joined once more.
Amunet blinked. Why was the bump that was supposed to be Kaiba very irregularly shaped?
She squinted through the grey light and saw the blue blanket Pan had been under. Oh dear God... Now even they were smooching... Damn her and her keen affection radar. It wouldn’t even let her sleep. She grumbled and pulled her blanket above her head. Hmph. ‘Damn disrespectful...’ was her last coherent thought before falling asleep again.
~On to 218 Sherwood~ And if you don’t know who lives there, well...~You’ll find out soon enough~ *malicious laugh*~
O’Phile leaned against the wall, his long silver hair obscuring his face part way. On his back a black feathered wing slowly stirred up the dank air. “Welcome to my living space, boys.”
Vexan was sprawled across the couch, his mind obviously stuck on a certain someone (and their legs) in the Oman house. Orochimaru was in the beanbag chair petting his pet snake and Pegasus was leaned against the wall near O'Phile, as they were brothers. Come on. Seriously. They’re so similar. It’s not even funny.
“But welcome to the Annual Rapists’ Convention HQ! Um, there are only 4 members left; the others have been arrested, but we stand strong! I believe you have followed my instructions?”
Vexen glowered. “Like hell I did. And all that happened was that I got punched in the face. Thanks, Seph.” He rubbed his cheek ruefully.
“Ah, but do you think it’s a coincidence that our annual meeting is on the same day as Kia Oman’s sleepover?”
Silence reigned for a moment, then a switch was flicked. Slow grins spread across the men’s faces like molasses.
“Oh…”
“I propose about…” O'Phile stroked his chin thoughtfully. “An hour after they go to sleep?”
Orochimaru was looking through the lace curtained windows. “That would be about now.”
“So in an hour we convene on their porch?”
“Right. I call the tall one,” said Vexen.
“I rather like that long-haired brunette girly,” said Pegasus, a malicious giggle ending his statement.
“Dibs on the blond,” chimed in O'Phile.
Orochimaru grinned wider, showing fangs. “One of the boys. I don’t care which.”
“Well, that’s settled then. Now about our plan of action…” O'Phile pulled out a carefully constructed map of Kia’s house. “If we enter through the patio door…”
~Back at Kia’s house~
Mingus snuffled quietly and opened his eyes. Someone was on the patio! He jumped up and wagged his tail. Maybe Daddy was home!
He trotted happily to the glass door where a group of four men were quietly trying to pry the door ajar with a crowbar. Maybe they wanted to play!
The enthusiastic canine jumped onto his hind legs, paws splayed across the glass door. Unfortunately, it was this moment that the door gave way and fell on top of the four, the dog coming down with it.
CRASH
The teens woke with a start. What the…?
Mingus barked loudly and pranced around, chasing his own tail. Oh boy, oh boy, so many people to play with! He didn’t know where to begin!
O'Phile growled at the ecstatic mutt. One blue-black wing burst out of his back. This would get ugly.
Yami and Kaiba were the first to figure out what was going on. They scrambled up and grabbed their respective “friends” with them. Pegasus strode calmly over to the tall CEO and giggled. “Stand aside, please, Kaiba boy.” Kaiba bared his teeth. “My Dante.” Kelsey grinned from behind him, despite the obvious danger.
“Bugger off.”
“That’s not a very nice thing to say, pumpkin-“ THWACK!
“Hands off, pedophile!” growled Kaiba.
O'Phile looked around from drawing his sword on Yami, who was standing in front of Kia protectively. “Someone called?”
Yami rammed his shoulder into the older man’s chest at the distraction. “Stay away!” he snarled.
Ryou sprung up from the couch, closely followed by Brock who had been throwing blankets over Amunet to make sure she didn’t do anything overly idiotic and make her less noticeable.
Yet, trying to make Amunet inconspicuous was like trying to fighting Sephiroth with your bare hands. Which happened to be what Yami was doing.
Yami grunted as he leapt out of the way of the ridiculously long sword. No, the metal kind, perverts. He did however gain a heroic wound that would magically disappear after this scene because the author would forget about it. Or maybe would be healed by the power of ~^*^~`*’~LOVE~`*’~^*^~, compliments of Kia. But whatever. Oh, and, of course, it wouldn’t drip blood all over anything, like it should.
But back to our ferocious battle.
Ryou eyed Vexen warily, as Eri glanced around, disoriented.
“I told you I’d come back!” trilled Vexen, flashing a V with her fingers at Eri.
“NO TOUCH!” Ryou glared at the black-robed man.
“We’ll just see about-“
“SHADOW REALM FOR YOU!”
The Millennium Ring shot out of Ryou’s sweater and glowed with a stereotypical eerie light. Vexen fell to the floor, twitched a few times, and stayed that way.
Oh no! His playmate! Mingus rushed over and immediately started licking and trampling the prone man. Of course, instead of waking him up, all he managed to do was injure him with his toenails. Oh well! That black-haired man looked friendly! Oh, and, look, he was playing with Brock!
Orochimaru’s tongue shot out at Brock, stretching to incredible lengths. Almost like a giraffe’s.
“WHAT THE-?!”
The slimy purple thing wrapped itself around Brock’s neck.
“Brock? Wuzzgoinonn…?” asked a sleepy voice from under the blankets. “Aryouokey…?”
Brock looked absolutely horrified, revolted, and other words of the sort as he struggled against the appendage’s iron grip. “Absolutely fine.” Orochimaru started stalking closer, eyes gleaming evilly. “What the hell are you doing, you- OW!”
Amunet’s tousled head poked out of the blankets. “Are you sure everything is- OH NO YOU DID NOT.”
Orochimaru’s teeth had sunk into Brock’s neck, who was gasping for oxygen at this point.
Amunet’s face grew absolutely livid. Her hair sprung out of its sloppy ponytail and stuck out from her scalp. Flames leapt up in her eyes, and fangs grew out of her braces. “GET OFF HIM NOW!!!” she screeched shrilly, jumping onto the alarmed man’s head and clawing furiously.
Fear the fangirl. Fear it.
In a matter of seconds, Orochimaru was out cold on the ground, his eyes having turned into X’s and his mouth hanging open. Amunet towered above him, sparks still flying from the normally squinty eyes. A flying leap sent her onto his chest, and she jumped up and down, hoping she was inflicting mortal wounds. Of course, he was an anime villain, so no such luck, but it felt satisfying.
“O_o;;” said everyone’s facial expressions.
Kia quickly recovered, for she was used to her friend’s disturbing acts, and called, “Yoohoo~! Ped, dear, I’m over here!”
O'Phile’s eyes grew even more demonic and he charged at the blond. Kia ducked out of the way, and he ended up smashing head first into the fireplace. Yami grabbed Sephiroth’s sword and dispatched the man with a blow from the end of the hefty hilt to the back of the head. Damn, there was going to be a hell of a bruise there later…
Kia laughed. “Idiot.”
Pegasus was suddenly aware that he was quite alone in a roomful of angry teenagers. “Now, my little pumpkins, no need to get angry with old uncle Pegasus…” He cringed at Kaiba’s murderous glare.
Wait, glare? His Millennium Eye! He almost cried in relief.
“You will let me go,” he said, staring Kaiba in the eye.
Kaiba’s 6’2” stature slowly wilted. “I…”
“You will let me go!”
Kaiba’s arm drooped onto his cold metal briefcase. Hell, I don’t know why it was there. Don’t ask. But it was. It had legs and crawled over to him, ‘cause it was lonely sleeping alone on the table. Whatever.
His fingers curled around the handle. The next thing he knew, the right side of Pegasus’ face was flattened and he was on the ground.
“Oh my goodness, he’s on the ground! Maybe he needs CPR!” yelled Pandora, obviously enjoying herself.
“Really?” He lifted his damaged façade slightly in hope.
A swift kick in the forehead answered his question. He was out like a light.
"RAWR! THAT'LL TEACH YOU TO LAY HANDS ON MY B-FRIEND, YOU D*CK F*GGOT B*TCH WHORE MOTHER F*CKER!!!!!" raged Amunet, still beating the man's unconscious body.
"'Net, dear..." Pandora said mildly. "You can stop now..."
"Huh?" she looked up. "Oh. Ehe." Everyone was looking at her in a very terrified manner. "Sorreh."
Mingus pawed at Vexen's prone body. Obviously no playing from him. He sniffed and trotted over to Amunet, hoping that she would maybe play.
"Sorry, hon, married as we are, I wanna sleep." Her fangirl phase seemed to be passing. She yawned and patted the mutt. "Maybe another time, hubby dear."
Mingus was not the only hurt one.
Brock looked on with a mild feeling of irritation. He was jealous of... a dog. The very idea seemed laughable, but as Amunet leaned down to let the dog lick her nose, he couldn't help but feel a thrill of envy run through him.
He growled. "Hey. Back off mutt." Amunet suddenly found herself wrapped up in protective arms. "Mine." He looked down at Amunet, wondering what she would do.
At the moment, the backwardly chaste girl was hyperventilating. Never had she had a guy so close to her in such a way.
"Amunet...?" asked Pan uncertainly, hoping she was still alive.
"Sweetie?" Brock hoped he hadn't killed her...
She looked up, eyes wide. "I didn't write the fic."
He laid a short kiss on her lips. "I don't mind."
She nestled into his chest. "You know, I really don't think I do either..."
(Everyone gags here)
Mingus turned around. Losers... Maybe the squeaky hamburger toy would provide some entertainment...
The phone rang suddenly, jolting everyone out of their gagging and/or "aww"ing.
Kia picked up the phone, wondering who on Earth would be calling.
"Hello, Oman household."
"Kia?"
"Oh. Hi, Dad."
"Is everything okay over there? The neighbors were calling about loud noises..."
"Oh, no." She surveyed the room that had been thrown into severe disarray in the past several hours.
Amunet and Brock were trying to bury each other in the Nest. Eri and Ryou were giggling and poking each other with the Guitar Hero controllers. Kaiba and Pan were discussing their next yaoi-licious RP. And Yami was eyeing her like a hungry dog, occasionally sticking his tongue out and making random obscene and seductive gestures.
"Nope. No, everything's fine. Fine and dandy. Everything's..." She cast her mind around for an adjective. "Normal. Just normal. But, I'm tired so I'm going to go to sleep. G'night!"
"Right, good night."
"Bye." She hung up and scooted over back to Yami.
Alright, so she had lied to her father a little bit.
None of them would go to sleep for a very long while...
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THE END
Thanks for reading, for those of you who did. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
~Amunet 8D