Title: Mizuki and the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day Part II
Author: Kaidoh
Rating: PG - maybe PG-13 for implied situations
Word Count: ~1300
Characters: Mizuki, a bunch of Tennis Boys, and various characters from the fandoms below.
Fandoms: Prince of Tennis, Bleach, Diabolo, Harry Potter, Beauty and the Beast, Avatar: TLA, Death Note, The Endless, Pirates of the Caribbean, Full Metal Alchemist, Gravedale High, Naruto, Slayers, Fruits Basket, and Suite Life of Zack and Cody.
Notes: I've decided it was about time I wrote a sequel to
this. I hope everyone enjoys it and gives me lots of thumbs.
Mizuki thought he'd had it bad in the past. He'd had days that just wouldn't go his way. None of those had prepared him for today. There was no worse start to a day than waking up to find your boyfriend and another man in bed together. Or so he thought.
This was quite possibly the worst thing to wake up to ever. Mizuki rubbed at his eyes, certain he was imagining things, but alas, he was not. Akazawa was in bed with not just another man, but roughly eight other people and four ducks. The bedsheets were tangled around limbs that probably shouldn't be comfortable bending that way. The eight heads poking out belonged to Shishido, Atsushi, Yanigasawa, Orihime, Hiromi, Tachibana and Ginny Weasley. There were clothes strewn all over the room, some resting precariously on top of open bottles of booze.
Determined to quickly get out of this devil's den, Mizuki stood up and stepped into what he hoped was a puddle of pale ale. Shaking his foot he grumbled about how EVERYONE was going to pay for this. One of the ducks quacked and he remembered he was allergic to them. He let out a big sneeze and glared murderously at the duck.
As he made his way across the room, he tripped over something large and obtrusive. It was Gaston snuggled tight up against Prince Zuko. Naked. Mizuki shuddered and quickly made his way out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. He was all but sprinting when two nuns came round the corner, tutting over what reckless Neanderthals kids were these day. Mizuki wanted to agree with them, but as he currently smelled like either piss or beer - maybe even both - he hid himself in the nearest room until the coast was clear.
He was about to leave and continue his trek to the showers when an oddly shaped lighting fixture caught his eye. It looked an awful lot like Yagami Light writing in a death note while wearing a lampshade on his head. Mizuki decided that he must be imagining things and slipped quietly out of the room. Perhaps Delirium hadn't been kidding when she said he was one of hers.
Upon entering the bathroom he found a jungle of toilet paper surrounding him and two guys he could only assume were Rikkaidai's Yagyuu and Niou. One had a hideous rat tail and the other looked so plain that it was like no one was there. Mizuki was about to yell at the two, when a voice singing a sea shanty echoed out from the furthest toilet stall. The drunken waver to his voice and the overwhelming stench of three months of drinking rum without a shower wafting over to him signaled that this could be none other than Creepy Pirate Dude.
Mizuki looked at the troublesome pair from Rikkaidai and then down at the Pirate's stall. There was no way he'd be able to shower like this. He was about to leave when Creepy Pirate Dude staggered out of his stall, still singing and waving around a bottle of rum. The Pirate was inches away from planting a kiss on Mizuki when he dropped his bottle, the glass shattering and the liquid spilling everywhere, and fell face first into the mix of rum and glass, the fiery liquid burning inside his wounds.
Irritated beyond imagination, Mizuki stalked out of the bathroom only to stop dead in his tracks as Sanada and Saeki pointed their swords at him.
"One more step and you're dead!" Saeki said.
"We know you're Envy," Sanada added.
Mizuki flailed his arms wildly, "{ I am not ENVY! I am MIZUKI." To prove this matter he calmed down, twirled a lock of his hair and said, "Nfu."
"You may pass," Saeki said.
He has made it five steps when an arm popped out of a room and grabbed him. Mizuki was a helpless being and could not resist the pull. He quickly discovered that the arm belonged to Envy. Mizuki was about to yell for Sanada and Saeki when he heard Tonks say "Silencio!" He was no longer able to speak. Envy smirked and pushed Mizuki to sit down in front of the television.
"I have a video for you to watch," Tonks said. "It's very important so that you don't knock up anyone like Vinnie did to me."
Mizuki watched
the video and was fairly certain he'd never be able to get back that 4 minutes and 21 seconds of his life. Tonks and Envy cackled while Mizuki silently freaked out. He needed some bleach and quick. He got his wish, but not in the way he would have expected or wanted. Matsumoto Rangiku landed on him, her massive breasts suffocating him. He would have shouted "Get off of me, I'm delicate," but he was still unable to speak.
In a case like this, there was only one thing to do. Mizuki grabbed Matsumoto's breasts, shoved his face in between them and blew a raspberry. This did not go over well with the Shinigami, and Mizuki was soon able to breathe again. Though he was getting very odd looks from Envy and Tonks. Their expression looked something like
. Tonnks removed the silencing charm from Mizuki. "Explain yourself."
"I feel so dirty, I need a shower." Mizuki hadn't expected his wish to come true, but he was oon enjoying a luxurious shower. It wasn't until someone else started washing his back that he noticed something was amiss.
"Penis?" Sai said from behind him and smiled. Mizuki screamed and ran naked from the shower, completely forgetting to grab a towel. He was almost back to his room when a nun apprehended him for indecent exposure and sent him to see the priest. Which was pointless because the priest, who introduced himself as Xellos, didn't want to punish him even though he kept going on about what a bad boy Mizuki was.
It finally sunk into Mizuki's thick head what Xellos meant and he quickly ran from the office, only to be intercepted by Sohma Ayame. "Oh, my darling little prince," he said, giving Mizuki the once over, "I can't allow you to go around like this! Off with you to my shop and I shall let you wear some of my finest creations!"
Obviously he had no say in the matter because before he knew it, Mizuki was inside Ayame's shop, dressed to the nines in frills and lace. He'd make any Lolita jealous if they saw him. Mizuki wished he could get out of there and a pair of red boots with yellow wings flew into the room. Mizuki hopped into the pair of condom boots and managed to escape Ayame's evil clutches - honestly, purses should not have teeth.
From the corner of his eye, Mizuki spied a delicious looking cake. He flew over to the shop window in his Loli dress and condom boots and drooled all over the glass. Rukia came out yelling at him for slobbering and refused him any cake.
Just when Mizuki thought his day couldn't get any worse he ran into London Tipton. She was so dumb that she mistook him for one of her fashion designer friends and proceeded to drag him all over town shopping. Where he ran into everyone he's ever known in his life and had 2329389 photos taken of him wearing pink frills and lace. One photo was even going to make it onto the front page of the newspaper tomorrow morning, but Mizuki didn't know that yet.
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[OOC: for the
bnfchampionship]