Hackers Suck!

[neokaidoh]

I am annoyed! I went to log into Neopets the other day and someone had hacked my account! :O!!!! I had 58,398,456 neopoints too. I'd had that account since I was eight. :( So I had to make a new one, but I haven't had much time to play around with it yet. I only have 2,033 neopoints. But my new pet is a Korbat and her name is Kiami-chan! :DDDD

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[princeofwriting]

Meanwhile at Seigaku...

No one would recognise him with the genius disguise, Mizuki was sure of it. He wore his hair in mini pigtails and had decided to don a Seigaku girl's uniform for his latest spying mission over at Seigaku. It really was genius, and Mizuki had to admit that he made a very lovely girl.

When he arrived outside Seigaku's tennis courts, he took out a notebook and pen. Fuji-kun was looking... no, performing very well. He bit his lip-glossed lips and shivered - it really was cold when one was wearing a skirt. Or so he told himself.

[fsshuuukitty]

He bit his lip-glossed lips and shivered - it really was cold when one was wearing a skirt. Of course, that probably had something to do with the fact that it was winter and the skirt fell five inches above his knees when standing. Sitting down it was even shorter. Mizuki shifted on the cold bench, pressing himself tight against Yuuta's side. He told himself it was just because he was cold and Yuuta was warm, but the blush on Yuuta's cheeks said otherwise.

[princeofwriting]

Mizuki shifted on the cold bench, pressing himself tight against Yuuta's side.

Yuuta blushed. Why had Mizuki-san dragged him along for this? He didn't care about collecting data on his brother (much). And he definitely didn't feel it was necessary to get the data while both of them were wearing skirts (and he an atrocious brown wig Mizuki had found at a discount store).

It was cold, though... and they were sharing body heat... so maybe it wasn't as bad as Yuuta had originally thought?

Still, though. He sighed and stared at the ground, just in case his brother happened to look up and notice him. THAT would be a very, very bad thing.

[totallynot_kira]

Yuuta blushed. Back massages weren't normal protocol for the cool down of a practice session, much less shirtless ones given by Mizuki. But it was for his benefit, Mizuki had said, and his muscles did feel rather tense. It also felt really, really good. Mizuki's hands were warm as they pressed deep into Yuuta's back, fingers working vigorously to get out all the knots and kinks

[nfufufufu]

This will do.

[totallynot_kira]

Thank you for the thumbs up. I had a feeling you'd approve.

[nfufufufu]

Then Mizuki took Yuuta back to St. Rudolph to change OUT of SCHOOL GIRL OUTFITS and do what Light said below. Because that's the only decent drabble HERE.

[totallynot_kira]

Oh, I don't know about that. I think several of the other drabbles here are written far more succinctly, and their style and flow are better than mine. There's more to writing than just the subject matter.

[nfufufufu]

And then Kaidoh DIED. The end.

[fsshuuukitty]

And then Mizuki finally realised that drabbles are fiction and he should stop treating them like non-fiction.

[nfufufufu]

Of course it's fiction, Kaidoh-kun. I don't really expect you to die. Just to learn something.

[fsshuuukitty]

I meant my drabble. I have no difficulties realising what's fiction and what ins't.

[nfufufufu]

Are you quite sure? Here's a test for you.

FICTION: Kaidoh is attractive at ALL.

NON-FICTION: Mizuki is gorgeous and brilliant and the best data player in Japan.

[fsshuuukitty]

Your sense of reality is warped.

[nfufufufu]

You just can't accept the truth. If you joined St. Rudolph I could give you a sense of perspective.

[fsshuuukitty]

I'm not going to join St Rudolph when I'm going to be buchou or fukubuchou for Seigaku next year.