Truth or Dare with the FY Gang
By the Arashi Sisters, Kouri and Yume

These characters are the property of Watase Yuu and Fushigi Yuugi. In no way do we claim them as our own. Please don't sue us, we don't have any money anyway.

"Okay, how the hell did I get talked into this?" Tasuki asked the company at large. He glared at the Seiryuu Seishi.

"Probably the same way we got talked into it," Nakago answered.

"It's not our fault," Tamahome protested. "It's those stupid co-authors again!"

The group sighed. "Oh, well, might as well get this over with . . . " Amiboshi said.

"Is everyone here, no da?" Chichiri asked.

"We're missing Miboshi and Ashitare," Soi said hesitantly.

"GOOD!" everyone shouted.

Soi ducked as things were thrown at her. "Okay, okay!"

(Sheesh, she didn't really think we were gonna invite Miboshi and Ashitare, did she? *Shudders* We're hentai, but we're not that bad . . . ~K)

(Yeah, we prefer to limit this to humans only. ~Y)

"Okay, what are we doing?" Mitsukake asked.

(You're playing Truth or Dare. Don't you know anything? ~K)

"Uh oh," Suboshi muttered.

"This doesn't look good," Hotohori said.

(Oh, come on, you guys! Relax, it'll be fun! ~Y)

(Sis, you have a strange definition of fun. ~K)

"I remember what happened last time the two of you decided to have fun," Nakago muttered.

(I had fun last time. ~K)

(Yeah, me too! ~Y)

"Can we get on with this?" Tomo asked. "Who's first?"

(So impatient, are we? That'll be over quickly. ~Y)

(Well, whaddya want? He's TOMO for crying out loud! ~K)

(Shut up, baka! ~Y)

"Me first me first me first!" Nuriko cried, jumping up and down.

Everyone else looked nervous.

(Heh. Just wait. ~K)

"Okay, Nuriko, I guess you can go first . . . I don't see any other volunteers, anyway . . . " Chiriko said.

Nuriko pointed to Tasuki. "Truth or dare?"

"Aw, shit . . . Dare. At least that way I won't get any hentai questions about Kouji . . . "

Nuriko snickered. "Let Tamahome dump you in the swimming pool!"

"What the FUCK kind of dare is that?!" Tasuki yelled.

"I like it!" Tamahome said.

"Just wait, Obake-chan, you're next!"

Tamahome sweat-dropped, but this didn't stop him from picking up Tasuki and gleefully tossing him in the swimming pool.

Two minutes and a soaked Tasuki later, the game resumed.

"Tamahome! Truth or dare!"

"DARE!" Tamahome said. "Do your worst!"

(*snickers* He doesn't know what's coming, does he . . . ~K)

(Hey, Tasuki would've done it anyway . . . ~Y)

"Hold still," Tasuki said, taking out his tessen.

"Ohhhhh . . . shit."

"LEKKA . . . SHIEN!"

And again . . .

And again . . .

(I like this fic. ~K)

(Hee hee! ~Y)

A rather crispy Tamahome looked around the room for a victim. "Chichiri!"

"Ummm . . . truth, no da? I don't want to have to dye my kesa green or anything, no da . . . "

"Okay . . . if every time someone goes through your kasa, they wake up naked in Taitsuu-kun's place, how many times and with whom has this happened to you?"

"Daaaa . . . "

"You hafta answer, Chichiri!" Tasuki snickered.

"Only about half a dozen Nyan-Nyans, no da . . . "

"AT ONCE?!" Tamahome squeaked.

"NO! And it was nothing hentai, so don't even think that, no da!"

"Okay, maybe we should move on, here," Mitsukake said hastily.

Chichiri scowled. "Okay. . . Chiriko!"

Chiriko sweat-dropped. "Truth. But nothing hentai please! I'm too young!"

"Well, since you guys were so mean to me, I'll be nice to Chiriko, no da. Does it ever bother you that you look six years old, no da?"

"That's not very nice!" Chiriko protested. "But yes, damn it, it does! Why does everyone always ask me that?!"

Everyone stared at the spazzing Chiriko.

"Um, it's okay, Chiri-chan, you can calm down now . . . " Miaka said uneasily.

Chiriko pouted. "Mitsukake!"

Mitsukake blinked. "Nani? Umm . . . truth."

Chiriko frowned. "I've always wondered this . . . at the hot springs, when they hauled you away, did they really use you for breeding stock?"

Mitsukake turned red, which was answer enough.

"Next!" Hotohori said quickly, before Mitsukake could say a word.

"Have we had any fun with the Seiryuus yet?" Mitsukake asked, recovering from his embarrassment. "Umm . . . Amiboshi!"

"He's half Suzaku anyway," Tomo muttered.

Amiboshi glared at Tomo. "Truth," he finally said.

"Man, you guys are all wimps," Tasuki said, still wringing out his shirt.

"No, we're just intelligent. We saw what happened to you!" Mitsukake said. "Let's see . . . Amiboshi, give us your honest opinion of the other Seiryuu Seishi."

Amiboshi paled. "Uh-oh . . . "

The Seiryuu Seishi glared at him, except for Suboshi, who moved between his brother and the others protectively.

"Now, now, guys, you have to let him answer honestly," Nuriko said. "And you can't kick his butt for it."

(Did we set up a no violence rule? ~K)

(Now we did. ~Y)

There was much muttering on the Seiryuu side.

"Well . . . Tomo's a freak, Miboshi is a sick fuck, Ashitare is just plain scary, Soi is . . . Soi, and Nakago . . . has problems. And Suboshi's cool."

Everyone rolled their eyes.

(Heh. Of COURSE Suboshi's cool. ~K)

(Sigh. ~Y)

"Well, at least we know he's being honest," Tamahome said. "Next question!"

Amiboshi looked around. "Yui."

"Um . . . these questions are really frightening . . . how about a dare?"

Amiboshi grinned at his brother. "I was hoping you'd say that . . . Let Suboshi kiss you."

Yui turned pale.

"For as long as he wants," Amiboshi added.

Yui turned white.

"ANIKI, I LOVE YOU!" Suboshi shouted, glomping onto Yui.

(Glomp again? ~K)

(Yeah, glomp. You got a problem with that word? ~Y)

Five minutes later, Suboshi finally came up for air, and looked at the other Seishi, who were studiously ignoring him.

(DAMN I WANNA BE YUI!!!!!!!!! ~K)

(Yes, yes, we know. Let's get on with it. ~Y)

Suboshi hugged his brother. "Arigatou, Aniki! I'll pay you back later."

Yui was looking around, wide-eyed and frightened. "Um . . . Soi."

Soi raised an eyebrow dangerously. "Dare."

Yui looked around, trying to think of something. "Um . . . spend five minutes in a dark closet with Nakago."

Soi cackled.

"WHAT KIND OF A DARE IS THAT?!" Tomo yelled.

"And don't lay a finger on him," Yui concluded.

Soi's face fell.

Tasuki snickered. "Good luck!"

"Okay, I like that much better," Tomo said, trying to regain his dignity.

Soi glared at him.

Five minutes later . . . a very red-faced Soi came out of the closet. "I hate you all."

(Why, you have sex with him all the time! What's five minutes? ~K)

Soi's eyes narrowed. "Miaka."

Everyone chuckled.

"Umm . . . ummm . . . ummm . . . "

(TODAY, PLEASE! ~K)

"Dare, I guess."

Soi grinned evilly. "Bitch-slap Tamahome and tell him that he's been an asshole and a moron."

(BWAHAHAHAHA! ~K)

"I could never do that! I love him!"

"Rules of the game say you have to," Tasuki reminded her, laughing.

"Come on, smack him!"

"You know he deserves it," Hotohori said, grinning.

Miaka pouted. "Oh, fine." She walked over to Tamahome and smacked him hard across the face. "YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE ALL THE TIME! WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH MONEY? I DON'T THINK YOU'VE EVER REALLY CARED ABOUT ME AT ALL AND -- "

Five minutes later, Soi tugged on Miaka's sleeve. "Um, Miaka? You can stop now . . . Miaka?"

Miaka reluctantly sat down, leaving a white-faced, wide-eyed Tamahome whimpering.

"Don't you feel better now?" Hotohori asked, smirking.

"You know, I do," Miaka said. "Is there any food around?"

"Maybe later," Yui said. "It's your turn."

"Oh, yeah. Hmmm . . . Hey, Tamahome, I'll make it up to you. Suboshi!"

Suboshi groaned. "Dare. I can take it."

"I knew you'd say that," Miaka said. "Go up to Tamahome, say something nice to him, and give him a big hug."

Amiboshi burst into laughter.

"But . . . but . . . but . . . "

(Sheesh, he's not that mean. ~K)

(Yeah, but to Tamahome? ~Y)

(Hmmm. Good point. ~K)

Suboshi walked over to Tamahome, grumbling all the way, and stopped a few feet away. "Umm . . . you're less annoying than your girlfriend."

Yui laughed. "Boy, that's damning with faint praise!"

"And I hate you less than Tomo."

"Oh, that's even better!" Soi said, grinning.

"Now the hug!" Miaka reminded him.

"What do you have planned?"

"You'll see . . . Tomo!"

Tomo rolled his eyes. He didn't want anyone asking him any hentai questions, so . . . "Dare."

Suboshi cackled. "Let Amiboshi get in one good punch at you."

Amiboshi crowed with glee. "Awesome, Shun-chan! I've been wanting to do this for years!"

Suboshi grinned. "C'mon, Tomo. Fire away, Aniki!"

Tomo stood in icy, dignified silence until Amiboshi's punch knocked him to the floor.

"Wow, that felt great!" Amiboshi said, grinning.

(Man, now I wanna be Amiboshi! I'd love to punch Tomo! ~K)

(Shut up, yahoo. ~Y)

When Tomo had regained consciousness, he brushed himself off, glared at the snickering people around him, and said, "Yui."

"Not again," Yui moaned. "Well, after that last dare . . . "

Suboshi glowed.

"Truth. Definitely."

Tomo paused in thought. "Do you study so much because you don't have a life?"

Yui turned pink. "Nooo . . . well, maybe . . . I do so have a life!"

(I thought this was TRUTH . . . ~K)

Chichiri grinned. "If that's true, I'll eat my kasa, no da!"

"What does it matter, that's enough of an answer anyhow . . . " Tasuki said.

Yui glared at him before choosing, "Chiriko."

"Well, I've tried truth, so how about dare?"

"Okay . . . do something stupid."

Chiriko blinked. "How? Like what?"

Yui shrugged. "Think Miaka. She'll give you a few ideas."

Chiriko frowned in intense thought, then stood up, walked over to Tamahome, and said, "Tamahome, I love you."

The room burst into hysterical laughter.

"What the fuck was that?" Tamahome asked.

"Well, Miaka does it all the time . . . doesn't that make it stupid?"

(YES! ~K)

"Well, maybe not normally. . . but in this case I'd say he did a good job," Yui said. "Your turn, Chiriko!"

"Mitsukake."

"You already picked him!"

"I can't trust anyone else to not take revenge on me later . . . Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Mitsukake said hesitantly.

Chiriko frowned. "Stand up and sing the Lumberjack song at the top of your lungs."

Mitsukake turned red. "And I thought the last one was bad . . . Well, here goes nothing . . . "

Mitsukake's singing was drowned out by the riotous laughter in the room.

(Probably all for the best . . . ~Y)

(Did he have to do the motions, too? ~K)

(Of course! It wouldn't be as much fun if he didn't. ~Y)

A very reddened Mitsukake sat down. "Umm . . . Hotohori, no one's asked you anything yet!"

"I was hoping it would stay that way . . . all right, dare."

(I've got an idea! ~K)

(Shut up, you little hentai! Get that thought right out of your skull! ~Y)

(But it's the only thing we never see . . . ~K)

(You're a sicko. ~Y)

"Ummm . . . I don't think I have one."

Everyone threw pillows at him. "Bad answer!"

"I have bony feet," Hotohori finally said.

"Really?" Nuriko asked. "Let's see!"

Hotohori sighed heavily and took off his shoes, revealing very bony feet with long, skinny toes. "Told you."

"Wow . . . pretty boy has ugly feet!" Tasuki snickered.

Hotohori looked to be on the verge of tears.

"It's okay, I love you anyway," Nuriko said.

Hotohori backed away slowly. "Anyway . . . Tamahome!"

Tamahome groaned. "No more dares! Truth!"

"Well, I know I'm tired of saving Miaka's sorry ass time and time again . . . are you?"

Tamahome gulped and ducked away from Miaka's death glare.

(Heh. Who wouldn't? ~K)

"Umm . . . maybe?" Tamahome said. "Just a little," he hastened to reassure Miaka, who had started bawling. He looked around quickly. "Uh . . . there's some food on the counter, Miaka!"

Miaka looked up. "Huh?" Her tears dried and she dove for the goodies.

(Thank you, Yume, for preventing a major disaster. ~K)

(That's what co-authors are for. ~Y)

"Suboshi."

Suboshi sweat-dropped. "Tell me this isn't revenge. All I had to do was hug you!"

"Truth or dare, Suboshi."

"Umm . . . at least a truth won't cause me bodily harm . . . "

"This one might," Tamahome said, grinning.

Suboshi hid behind his brother. "Okay, fire away."

"Do you ever get pissed at Yui for being such a bitch and throwing snow in your face and all that?"

Suboshi turned white.

Yui turned red.

"Umm . . . maybe?" Suboshi echoed Tamahome. "Just a little?"

"SUBOSHI!" Yui shrieked.

(If you touch my Shun-chan . . . ~K)

(Would you get a life, please? ~Y)

(Hey, whose idea was this fic anyway?! *sniff* My poor Shun-chan. ~K)

(*gags* ~Y)

"Get mad at him, he asked the question!" Suboshi cried, trying to disappear.

"Your turn, Shun-chan," Amiboshi said, moving between his brother and Yui, being the peacemaker. As always.

Suboshi stuck his head out cautiously. "How about . . . Tomo."

"Not again . . . " Tomo groaned. "Definitely a truth," he added, rubbing his jaw.

"Okay . . . man, I've been wanting to ask this for years . . . How long have you been secretly lusting after Nakago?"

Tomo eeped and turned red, even through the makeup.

Nakago raised an eyebrow.

(BWAHAHAHAHA! ~K)

Tomo mumbled something unintelligible.

"Louder," Soi said, glowering at him.

"All the rules say is that it has to be true! There's nothing in there about being audible!"

"You know, you're digging your own grave here," Suboshi said, grinning.

"Not too long . . . " Tomo said. "Only since . . . you know . . . the first time I ever met him . . . "

"Tomo, I'm flattered," Nakago said.

Soi looked as if she didn't know which to hit first.

Suboshi collapsed into hysterical laughter. "I like this game!"

"You would," Yui muttered. "You've gotten off pretty good so far."

"I didn't get off that easily! I had to hug Tamahome, didn't I?"

"Can we just get on with this?" Nuriko asked.

"Yeah, Nuriko, go ahead. You haven't had anything!"

(Yet. ~K)

(We'll fix that soon enough . . . ~Y)

"So who's next?" Tomo asked. "Hmm . . . Tasuki, you haven't had anything for a while."

Tasuki groaned. "No way in hell I'm picking dare again!"

Tomo raised a hentai eyebrow. "Do you really not like women?"

(Oh, the implications of that . . . ~K)

(Well, it has been done . . . ~Y)

"Get that look off your face! It's none of your damned business anyhow!"

"Rules of the game say . . . " Tamahome said.

"Come on, Tasuki-chan!" Nuriko said.

"Then fine! No, I don't like women, and you can take that however the FUCK you want!"

"Nice word choice, Tasuki . . . " Tomo said. "Perhaps that's appropriate to the situation . . . "

Tasuki glared. "You're a hentai! Anyway . . . Tamahome!"

Tamahome sighed. "Well, either way I get screwed . . . "

(Yeah, but in this game, that could be literal! ~Y)

(YUME YOU HENTAI!!! ~K)

"Dare," Tamahome finally said.

Tasuki grinned. "Give five bucks to everyone in the room."

"NANI!" Tamahome squeaked. "That's . . . sixty-five bucks!"

(I could use a five, if you've got any to spare . . . ~K)

"Like hell!"

(Be nice, we're the co-authors . . . we wouldn't wanna make it ten, now would we? ~Y)

"Damn it," Tamahome muttered. "Fine!" He took out his wallet and started paying up. A couple of minutes later, he looked around the room with narrowed eyes. "NURIKO! You've been sitting here smirking this whole time and no one's picked on you!"

"He's about to get fucking roasted, isn't he," Tasuki said, smirking.

Nuriko looked confident. "Truth. I can handle anything you can dish out."

(*snickers* Or so he thinks . . . ~K)

(Ah, innocence . . . ~Y)

Tamahome smiled. "If you had to sleep with anyone in this room, other than Miaka or Hotohori . . . who would it be?"

Nuriko turned as purple as his hair.

(Yume-chan, I'm not sure I wanna know the answer to this . . . ~K)

(I do! ~Y)

Tasuki reached for his tessen, glaring at Nuriko.

Everyone tried to hide behind someone else.

"I've always had a thing for innocents . . . "

(Oh, please, tell me he's not gonna say Chiriko. ~K)

(No, it's worse than that. For you, anyway. ~Y)

(YUME YOU WOULDN'T!! ~K)

(I wouldn't, Kouri-chan? Are you sure? ~Y)

(*whimpers* ~K)

Nuriko looked around the room one final time, making sure he hadn't overlooked anyone. Everyone sweat-dropped.

"I guess I'd have to say . . . either of the twins."

Suboshi eeped.

Amiboshi squeaked.

(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YUME YOU HENTAI! ~K)

(Hey, coulda been worse . . . ~Y)

(*sniffles* poor Shun-chan . . . poor Kou-chan . . . ~K)

(Bwahahahah! ~Y)

"Moving on . . . " Nuriko said, unabashed by the looks everyone else was giving him, "Soi."

Soi rolled her eyes. "Dare, I guess."

"Bitch out Nakago for being such a cold asshole to you all this time."

Soi hesitated, looking thoughtful.

"You know you want to," Nuriko said, nodding.

Twenty minutes later . . . Soi was pulled off Nakago, who was hiding behind a chair.

"Ahem, anyway," Soi said, smiling sweetly at the room. "How about . . . Nakago."

"Double payback!" Tasuki crowed.

From behind the chair, Nakago whimpered. "Um . . . truth?"

Soi grinned wickedly. "Would you ever sleep with Tomo?"

"Even if I would, do you think I would admit it NOW?" Nakago asked.

Suboshi cackled, looking at Tomo, who was looking at Nakago with wide-eyed hope. "Gotta tell the truth . . . "

"Well, you never know what extenuating circumstances might come up," Nakago said thoughtfully.

"You mean I have a chance?" Tomo asked.

Suboshi gagged.

"On that note . . . you may have a chance . . . if you agree to take my next dare."

"You got it!" Tomo said cheerfully. "Anything!"

"Oh, this'll be good," Amiboshi said.

Nakago smiled, coming out from behind the chair. "I've always wondered what you look like without your makeup and headdress and stuff . . . so why don't you show us all?"

(Hasn't Nakago seen him without his makeup already? ~K)

(Not if he sleeps with it on . . . ~Y)

(Ano, Yume, you're implying that Nakago has seen Tomo asleep . . . ~K)

(Oog. Let's not go there. ~Y)

"Everyone?" Tomo whimpered, dismayed.

"I really like this game," Suboshi said, smirking.

(Even the Nuriko question? ~Y)

(Yume, don't you ever bring that up again . . . let the poor kid block it out of his mind. ~K)

"Everyone," Nakago said, also smirking.

"What am I going to change into?" Tomo asked, hoping for a loophole.

"Ah, you can just come out naked," Tasuki said.

"Tasuki, you'd wanna see that?" Nuriko asked. "Would anyone?"

(Yume would! ~K)

(Fuck you, you hentai! ~Y)

Tasuki paled. "Never mind."

(Oh, fine, I'll take care of it. ~K)

(Co-author power! ~Y)

A pair of jeans and a T-shirt appeared in front of Tomo.

(Yume, wipe that drool off your chin! ~K)

(Go to hell! ~Y)

"Okay, fine," Tomo mumbled. Five minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, looking . . . almost bishonen.

(*gags* ~ K)

(He is bishonen without his makeup! ~Y)

Everyone stared. "Who the fuck is that?" Tasuki asked. "What've you done with Tomo?"

"Baka! That is Tomo!" Tamahome said, smacking Tasuki. "Hard as it is to believe . . . "

"Can I change the answer to my earlier question?" Nuriko asked, staring at Tomo.

(PLEASE DO! ~K)

The twins nodded vehemently. "YES!"

"Okay, then, I do."

Tomo hid behind Nakago. "Nakago-sama . . . "

Nakago just stared at him. "Hmmm . . . "

(Yume, you are SO hentai! ~K)

(But isn't it funny? ~Y)

"NEXT QUESTION!" Soi yelled. "PLEASE!"

Tomo sat down beside Nakago triumphantly. "Amiboshi. For what you did earlier . . . "

"That was Suboshi's dare, not mine!"

"You enjoyed it. Truth or dare!"

"Oh, man . . . "

"Say dare, Aniki," Suboshi advised. "I'll protect you."

Amiboshi looked . . . less than reassured. "Dare."

"Let someone else play your flute for fifteen minutes. NOT Suboshi."

Amiboshi cringed. "Ano . . . no one else here can play . . . "

"That's the point!" Tomo yelled. He didn't really care about torturing the twins anymore . . . not with Nakago sitting next to him anyway . . .

Amiboshi looked around, slightly panicked. "Umm . . . Chiriko, you're pretty smart . . . and you play a leaf whistle . . . think you can figure this out?"

"Sure," Chiriko said, taking his flute.

He couldn't.

Several teary-eyed seishi later, Chiriko handed Amiboshi's flute back to him. "How was that, Amiboshi?"

"Just fine," Amiboshi lied through his teeth.

Suboshi was hiding behind him. "Even I'm not that bad!" he whimpered.

Amiboshi looked around for a new victim. "Uh . . . Hotohori-sama, no one's asked you anything in a while."

Hotohori paused. "Truth."

Amiboshi frowned. He'd been hoping the Emperor would say dare. He didn't have anything good for a truth . . . "Um, what would you have done with your life if you hadn't been emperor?"

"What kind of wimpy question is that?" Tasuki asked.

"Gomen!" Amiboshi said. "I couldn't think of anything better! He didn't ask for the dare I had in mind . . . "

(Which was what? ~K)

(It's better not to know . . . ~Y)

"A fashion model," Hotohori answered. "It would be selfish not to share my beauty with the world . . . "

"Not a shoe model, apparently," Tasuki snickered.

The other seishi sweat-dropped.

Hotohori sighed and looked around. "Umm . . . Nuriko!"

"Dare," Nuriko said immediately.

"I've wondered about this for so long . . . I'd like to be sure . . . strip down to your underwear to prove to everyone that you're really a man."

"Naniiii . . . " Nuriko sighed.

"HE'S A MAN?" Suboshi yelled. "Oh, man, that just makes it worse . . . "

(?? ~Y)

(Well, how would Suboshi know about that? ~K)

Tasuki laughed.

Mitsukake covered Chiriko's eyes.

Nuriko started whistling a strip tease song as he took off his shirt and pants.

Chichiri covered Chiriko's ears.

"Nice boxers!" Tamahome cried. "What cute little hearts!"

"Hey!" Nuriko cried. "Have you got a problem with my feminine side?"

Tomo raised an eyebrow appreciatively. Nuriko winked at him.

(Yume-chan, how did we end up with THOSE TWO?! ~K)

(WE didn't. It just kind of . . . happened. ~Y)

"Okay . . . you can cover up now, Nuriko."

"Demo . . . do I have to?"

"YES!!" everyone yelled . . . Tomo being a notable exception.

"Aw, darn," Nuriko said, putting his shirt back on. "Let's finish this up on a nice positive note . . . Nakago!"

(A positive note? ~Y)

"This better be a positive note," Nakago said ominously.

"Well, I'm going to like it," Nuriko said.

Nakago sighed heavily. "Dare."

Nuriko cackled. "I was hoping you'd say that . . . "

"Can I change my mind?" Nakago asked apprehensively.

"No. Now . . . let Soi have her way with you for the rest of the night . . . "

Soi cheered, glomping onto Nakago.

Tomo pouted.

"Thank you, Nuriko!" Soi shouted gleefully.

"Not at all," Nuriko said, raising an eyebrow at Tomo. "I had reasons of my own for Nakago to be . . . occupied."

Mitsukake covered Chiriko's eyes again.

(Yume, we're redefining hentai here, you know . . . ~K)

(No, redefining hentai would be if all four of them . . . ~Y)

(AAAAH! You're right, never mind . . . I'm gonna go hide under the bed now . . . ~K)

"So, um, shouldn't we wrap this up?" Tamahome asked, inching away from everyone else.

"Well, I'm happy," Nuriko said, from where he had wrapped his arms possessively around Tomo, who looked content.

(Oh, kowai . . . ~K)

(Okay, if everyone's happy . . . ~Y)

"Well, I got to kiss Yui . . . " Suboshi said.

"And I got to punch Tomo . . . " Amiboshi said.

"I got to flame Tamahome . . . " Tasuki added.

"I got to dump Tasuki in the swimming pool . . . " Tamahome continued.

"I've got my Nakago-sama," Soi said.

"My chi will be nice and strong by the end of the night . . . " Nakago said.

Miaka continued to stuff her face. She was obviously happy.

"I got an education . . . " Chiriko said, wide-eyed.

(And what an education it was . . . ~Y)

"I got to laugh at all of you . . . " Mitsukake said.

"Yeah, well, we all got to laugh at you, Mr. Lumberjack, no da," Chichiri said.

"At least now I know that Nuriko's really a man . . . " Hotohori eyed Nuriko and Tomo nervously. "Although it doesn't do much good . . . "

(Guess that would be everyone, Yume-chan. Are you happy? ~K)

(Oh, I'm ecstatic. Can't you tell? ~Y)

(Time to go, then. ~K)

"Hey!" Yui shouted. "What about me? I got screwed!"

"No you didn't!" Suboshi protested. "I only got five minutes!" A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. "But if you want to be screwed . . . "

(*BAM* Suboshi goes sailing over the moon)

(Kouri! You hit your Shun-chan?! ~Y)

(*rubs her knuckles* He asked for it. ~K)

(Hmm . . . you may be right . . . ~Y)

(Shall we go, then? ~K)

(Let's pull the curtain before things get worse. ~Y)

THE END!

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