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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[flippybitch]

Rikkai's Jackal Kuwahara sometimes wondered how he ended up on the team that he was on. Really, he didn't feel like he fit in. Everyone stood out in their own way, from their buchou's amazing tennis ability, down to Kirihara and...well, let's just say he stood out in his own, special way. Jackal, however, had nothing. ...He was tall. And bald. And not Japanese. That was about it, but did that really count

[golf_swing]

Kirihara and Marui played some distractingly loud, horribly gruesome shooting game at the arcade.

Kirihara took the advantage that Marui gave him as he stopped to finish off a slice of strawberry pie that had somehow appeared next to him, and shot the remaining seven zombies chasing after his character in quick succession.

He let out a "whoop" and turned around, grinning over his shoulder at Jackal, who was leaning against the wall frowning and looking bored out of his skull.

Kirihara scratched the back of his head in confusion. "Hey, you wanna play? Your doubles partner seems to be preoccupied."

[bob_the_trout]

Kirihara scratched the back of his head in confusion. Delirium was talking to him again on LJ, going on and on about some of the most mindboggling notions ever. Something about wheatgrass and elixir and pistachio toenail pudding. As much as she amused him, he had to admit that he could only handle so much nonsense at a time.

Glancing around, he spotted his attack kitty Rambo curled up on his bed. Rambo looked very comfortable in that spot. Kirihara got up and walked over, sitting down next to his cat, who didn't move at the slight dip in the mattress. An amused smile crept onto his face. "Hey... Rambo..."

Rambo looked up at him. 'Nyah.'

"Time for more attack kitty training." There was a glint in Rambo's eyes at those words, one that matched the glint in Kirihara's. Now, to find his sister.

But first, some coffee.

No one ever said Kirihara had gotten completely away from Delirium by merely stepping away from the computer.

[nfufufufu]

And then Kirihara realized he really DID have a lot of deep, twisted psychological issues, so he went to get help and became a somewhat more stable Japanese citizen.

[bob_the_trout]

Seeing as Kirihara is far more stable now than you could ever be should you go through years of therapy, I must say you're hardly one to talk here, Mizuki.

[phantom_lefty]

You know what? Shut the fuck up.

[totallynot_kira]

Hey, Kirihara. I bet in a match between you and Mizuki, you'd win.

[phantom_lefty]

Well, yeah, of course I would. No question. Ten minutes, d'you think, Light-san?

[totallynot_kira]

Ten minutes if you purposefully made it a quick match.

[flippybitch]

As much as she amused him, Jirou's little sister could sometimes be a real pain in the ass. Gakuto was currently staring in the mirror, trying to contain his abject horror, as Akina sat behind him and braided his hair (as well as it could, anyway). When she was done, she stood back proudly and held out her hands, calling out "Tada!"

Later, he had to spend the better part of an hour teaching her how to do a proper round off, which was another headache. She fell, once, and he had spent almost ten minutes trying to get her to calm down again. Really, she hadn't even gotten that much of a scrape.

When Jirou finally got home later that night, Gakuto had looked him straight in the eye and informed him in no uncertain terms was he going to ever, ever babysit Akina again.

The next week, he taught her how to do a walking handstand.

[flippybitch]

He let out a "whoop" as he plummeted towards the earth, a giant grin on his face as the ground below came closer and closer. Just when it felt like there was going to be no return, the bungee pulled on him and bounced him back up in the air. Gakuto loved this feeling, falling free through the air like this, only to be snatched away from certain death at the last moment.

When he was hauled back up after he was done bouncing (something that always left him feeling rather empty) and he was unattached from the gear, Gakuto bounded over to Yuushi and beamed. "Come on! Your turn. You can do it!"

"No way."

"You promised!"

"I lied."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"I said no."

Gakuto leaned up and murmured something quietly into Yuushi's ear, which made the Hyoutei tensai tense just a bit.

Frankly, he didn't enjoy bungee jumping nearly as much as his partner.