Kitty In The Middle
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Adult +
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15
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41
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Two Fights and No Solution
Hello to all, I really am sorry that this came late, but all the important stuff are down on the bottom in the 3 part. ENjoY this Chapter!
WARNING: I don't own, and this chapter id friggin short and a waste of time, but it is necessary!
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Chapter XIV: Two Fights and No Solution
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Kai was leaning against the wall of Dining Hall # 007, looking cool, looking tough, looking unbreakable, looking…
Kidding, Kai was in Dining Hall # 007, cowering in the darkest corner of the Room, whimpering and whining like a babe. The reason? He had the rest of the Palace-inhabitants (minus TWO CERTAIN ASSES) glowering at him. I mean, he had everyone with the exception of those two stand in a half circle around him, with the creepy background and sparkly eyes- thing from the anime (the one when we see a jealous girlfriend).
The more-than-one-evil-aura’s weren’t only sprouting black clouds; no, they also sprouted little demons flying around, horns (that, if they could, would grow 2 feet), clashes of lighting, all accompanied with Johannes Sebastian Bach’s ‘Toccata and Fugue’ humming in the background. And if none of you know that piece, then please, culture yourself and check it out!
All of our dear friends had the same thing in their mind; make Kai pay for his stupidity and for hurting Rei-Rei. What happened? This:
Rewind (quote from previous chapter)
“Kai KUN! You promised we will marry and you will fuck me hard up my ass and enjoy it and expressing it by saying ‘I love you!’ and—”
“YOU CONRNERED ME IN THE SNAKE-BASEMENT AND THREATENEED TO KILL ME WITH A BAZOOKA WHEN WE WERE FOUR!”
-and everybody (present in body AND spirit, surprisingly including Doris and Voltaire) shut their yaps to witness what would happen afterwards. They all turned their heads between a grinning (disgustingly I might add) Tyson, a wide-mouthed and embarrassed Kai, and a speechlessly shocked Rei.
Kai just said that he actually agreed to the forced proposal, keywords being ‘agreed’ and ‘proposal’, NOT ‘forced’.
“Kai-kun, did you really say that? Did you really say yes?”
Looking into those sweet eyes, Kai couldn’t lie. He nodded.
End Rewind (End Quote)
Well, there ya go. So, long story short: while Kai was limping after Rei, Rei managed to escape from his grasp, being a lot faster than a Bishonen limping with a bruised and injured Pride (wink)); the pain was so great, he simply broke down, and decided to express his pain in a ridiculously humiliating long whine.
Behind him were 14 people behind him, looking at him whimpering on the floor 1. 12 of them were advancing slowly, like the Men in Black when they enter into action. Only without the suits 2. If we were in a manga, we would be able to see those thinking-bubbles full of murder-plans. But then maybe it’s a good thing this is only in words, for the images were OFF LIMITS. In every. Single. Way.
Those 12 picked the Writhing Kai up as they reached him, and carried him to the Dining Hall # 007. They called it 007 cos it sounded cool 2, and they needed a cool name for a 36 cornered room with grey pastel colours. Once in there, they dumped him somewhere into one of the 36 corners. They each took a seat on the 36 chairs, leaving 24 chairs empty. And they all crossed their arms in the same time (think Equilibrium-attitude 2). Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally freaky.
Feeling how the pain slowly subsided, Kai lifted himself to his feet, using the wall as a support. Once all the way up, as in on his feet, he leaned against the pastel grey concrete and crossed his arms, closing his eyes.
NOW he was leaning against the wall of Dining Hall # 007, looking cool, looking tough, looking unbreakable, looking like The Ice-Queen himself. Unfortunately for him, it would really be like that if his crossed legs would only stop quivering, proving that he was in real pain. Seeing that, the authoress pressed the pause-button for Kai, and turned around with the rest of the characters and bent over snickering, glad to see him in pain for hurting Rei-chan. Regaining some face, she and the others turned around, regained the cold harsh face, and pressed the play-button. Kai, having been frozen for that period of time, didn’t catch any of that. He still stood there, looking like a well trained soldier in face, and looking like a Loser-who-had-his-groin-abused down below.
Voltaire stood up, looking frightening and murderous despite his duplo spoon in his hand; now standing half a foot in front of Kai, and looking more ready to kill the Arnold Schwarzenegger in is Terminator-role, he took a deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath and began his uber-long lecture on mistreating his favourite Pet (got glares there) and soon-to-be-grand-son-in-law-and-mummy-of-great-grand-children. And when Voltaire lectures, it is a strategic mixture of a 2 year old tantrum, a teenage/PMSing- or pregnant woman ranting and a perfectly coherent and convincing Politician-speech.
That will take a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time… especially since he had another 11 people and pets waiting to give him the lecture (and, occasionally, the beating) of his life…
BUT! … where are the other two of the fourteen people I recounted in this fic!
They are elsewhere, plotting against our beloved Rei and Kai… and if that wasn’t clear I was talking about Mariah and Tyson. And it’s darn difficult to write a revenge scene that is supposed to be hilarious and cruel at the same time, and the entire plot work when I am drowning in a quick-sand pond of No Ideas, and listening to ‘Kokomo’ form the Beach Boys.
Then again, maybe not.
Tyson was still foolishly convinced that Rei was ‘ugly’, being so ‘ickishly kittenish’ and would look absolutely repulsive in a coconut bra and straw-strung skirt, and therefore planned for him to perform a hula dance for Kai and turn him off. We all know that that would NOT be the case.
Mariah, being the smart Rei-obsessed girl that she is, disagreed completely, saying that Ray is Ultimately Cute and Adorable with capital ‘U’, ‘C’ and ‘A’, and that Kai would immediately jump him and do stuff only SHE was allowed to, and that Kai should be the one to wear the straw skirt and coconut bra, as he was a muscled Bishonen, he would look absolutely ridiculous in it. We all know that is true, but we all also know that his back muscles will be on display, and who wouldn’t drool on that?
That being Tyson’s argument, he further proceeded with taking Mariah’s, same words, names reversed (except that Rei don’t have that nay back muscles on display…).
And they continued ping-pong-ing with this one argument, throwing it back and forth, on an unknown space of time. To any normal person, repeating several times the same argument with the same words names reversed would result in the search of new arguments of a simple fist fight. But we’re talking about MARIAH and TYSON here, so… you get it. Let’s just say that the F they got for Creative Arts was explained all the more. They then proceeded into arranging a Marshmallow-Fight, consisting of Marshmallows and the Act of throwing everything around. And then probably eating them if temptation was too strong.
And during all of this, no one wondered where Rei went. Okay, well, they did at first, but decided that while he cool down they could A) yell at Kai or B) beat each other up while deciding who is cuter: Kai or Rei; Rei wasn’t really cooling down. Actually, he felt like he was heating up.
Now, what could that mean…? (3)
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(1) I had to re-read my whole fic to count all my characters… that was tiring…
(2) I was bloody desperate… I would never use those things if I weren’t.
(3) I had no idea how else to finish. This is a crappy chapter because 1) my grandfather was brought to a home, which is good, considering his failing health and that he deserves to be pampered and cared for 24 hours a day, but I am still worried cos his health is still bad, and 2) i was working on proper lemons for SW and Rainy Day. They will come as soon as possible, hopefully tomorrow. Good read guys!
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! I AM GOING TO JAPAN! I AM SO HAPPY! YAOI MANGAS GALORE!
WARNING: I don't own, and this chapter id friggin short and a waste of time, but it is necessary!
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Chapter XIV: Two Fights and No Solution
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Kai was leaning against the wall of Dining Hall # 007, looking cool, looking tough, looking unbreakable, looking…
Kidding, Kai was in Dining Hall # 007, cowering in the darkest corner of the Room, whimpering and whining like a babe. The reason? He had the rest of the Palace-inhabitants (minus TWO CERTAIN ASSES) glowering at him. I mean, he had everyone with the exception of those two stand in a half circle around him, with the creepy background and sparkly eyes- thing from the anime (the one when we see a jealous girlfriend).
The more-than-one-evil-aura’s weren’t only sprouting black clouds; no, they also sprouted little demons flying around, horns (that, if they could, would grow 2 feet), clashes of lighting, all accompanied with Johannes Sebastian Bach’s ‘Toccata and Fugue’ humming in the background. And if none of you know that piece, then please, culture yourself and check it out!
All of our dear friends had the same thing in their mind; make Kai pay for his stupidity and for hurting Rei-Rei. What happened? This:
Rewind (quote from previous chapter)
“Kai KUN! You promised we will marry and you will fuck me hard up my ass and enjoy it and expressing it by saying ‘I love you!’ and—”
“YOU CONRNERED ME IN THE SNAKE-BASEMENT AND THREATENEED TO KILL ME WITH A BAZOOKA WHEN WE WERE FOUR!”
-and everybody (present in body AND spirit, surprisingly including Doris and Voltaire) shut their yaps to witness what would happen afterwards. They all turned their heads between a grinning (disgustingly I might add) Tyson, a wide-mouthed and embarrassed Kai, and a speechlessly shocked Rei.
Kai just said that he actually agreed to the forced proposal, keywords being ‘agreed’ and ‘proposal’, NOT ‘forced’.
“Kai-kun, did you really say that? Did you really say yes?”
Looking into those sweet eyes, Kai couldn’t lie. He nodded.
End Rewind (End Quote)
Well, there ya go. So, long story short: while Kai was limping after Rei, Rei managed to escape from his grasp, being a lot faster than a Bishonen limping with a bruised and injured Pride (wink)); the pain was so great, he simply broke down, and decided to express his pain in a ridiculously humiliating long whine.
Behind him were 14 people behind him, looking at him whimpering on the floor 1. 12 of them were advancing slowly, like the Men in Black when they enter into action. Only without the suits 2. If we were in a manga, we would be able to see those thinking-bubbles full of murder-plans. But then maybe it’s a good thing this is only in words, for the images were OFF LIMITS. In every. Single. Way.
Those 12 picked the Writhing Kai up as they reached him, and carried him to the Dining Hall # 007. They called it 007 cos it sounded cool 2, and they needed a cool name for a 36 cornered room with grey pastel colours. Once in there, they dumped him somewhere into one of the 36 corners. They each took a seat on the 36 chairs, leaving 24 chairs empty. And they all crossed their arms in the same time (think Equilibrium-attitude 2). Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally freaky.
Feeling how the pain slowly subsided, Kai lifted himself to his feet, using the wall as a support. Once all the way up, as in on his feet, he leaned against the pastel grey concrete and crossed his arms, closing his eyes.
NOW he was leaning against the wall of Dining Hall # 007, looking cool, looking tough, looking unbreakable, looking like The Ice-Queen himself. Unfortunately for him, it would really be like that if his crossed legs would only stop quivering, proving that he was in real pain. Seeing that, the authoress pressed the pause-button for Kai, and turned around with the rest of the characters and bent over snickering, glad to see him in pain for hurting Rei-chan. Regaining some face, she and the others turned around, regained the cold harsh face, and pressed the play-button. Kai, having been frozen for that period of time, didn’t catch any of that. He still stood there, looking like a well trained soldier in face, and looking like a Loser-who-had-his-groin-abused down below.
Voltaire stood up, looking frightening and murderous despite his duplo spoon in his hand; now standing half a foot in front of Kai, and looking more ready to kill the Arnold Schwarzenegger in is Terminator-role, he took a deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath and began his uber-long lecture on mistreating his favourite Pet (got glares there) and soon-to-be-grand-son-in-law-and-mummy-of-great-grand-children. And when Voltaire lectures, it is a strategic mixture of a 2 year old tantrum, a teenage/PMSing- or pregnant woman ranting and a perfectly coherent and convincing Politician-speech.
That will take a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time… especially since he had another 11 people and pets waiting to give him the lecture (and, occasionally, the beating) of his life…
BUT! … where are the other two of the fourteen people I recounted in this fic!
They are elsewhere, plotting against our beloved Rei and Kai… and if that wasn’t clear I was talking about Mariah and Tyson. And it’s darn difficult to write a revenge scene that is supposed to be hilarious and cruel at the same time, and the entire plot work when I am drowning in a quick-sand pond of No Ideas, and listening to ‘Kokomo’ form the Beach Boys.
Then again, maybe not.
Tyson was still foolishly convinced that Rei was ‘ugly’, being so ‘ickishly kittenish’ and would look absolutely repulsive in a coconut bra and straw-strung skirt, and therefore planned for him to perform a hula dance for Kai and turn him off. We all know that that would NOT be the case.
Mariah, being the smart Rei-obsessed girl that she is, disagreed completely, saying that Ray is Ultimately Cute and Adorable with capital ‘U’, ‘C’ and ‘A’, and that Kai would immediately jump him and do stuff only SHE was allowed to, and that Kai should be the one to wear the straw skirt and coconut bra, as he was a muscled Bishonen, he would look absolutely ridiculous in it. We all know that is true, but we all also know that his back muscles will be on display, and who wouldn’t drool on that?
That being Tyson’s argument, he further proceeded with taking Mariah’s, same words, names reversed (except that Rei don’t have that nay back muscles on display…).
And they continued ping-pong-ing with this one argument, throwing it back and forth, on an unknown space of time. To any normal person, repeating several times the same argument with the same words names reversed would result in the search of new arguments of a simple fist fight. But we’re talking about MARIAH and TYSON here, so… you get it. Let’s just say that the F they got for Creative Arts was explained all the more. They then proceeded into arranging a Marshmallow-Fight, consisting of Marshmallows and the Act of throwing everything around. And then probably eating them if temptation was too strong.
And during all of this, no one wondered where Rei went. Okay, well, they did at first, but decided that while he cool down they could A) yell at Kai or B) beat each other up while deciding who is cuter: Kai or Rei; Rei wasn’t really cooling down. Actually, he felt like he was heating up.
Now, what could that mean…? (3)
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(1) I had to re-read my whole fic to count all my characters… that was tiring…
(2) I was bloody desperate… I would never use those things if I weren’t.
(3) I had no idea how else to finish. This is a crappy chapter because 1) my grandfather was brought to a home, which is good, considering his failing health and that he deserves to be pampered and cared for 24 hours a day, but I am still worried cos his health is still bad, and 2) i was working on proper lemons for SW and Rainy Day. They will come as soon as possible, hopefully tomorrow. Good read guys!
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! I AM GOING TO JAPAN! I AM SO HAPPY! YAOI MANGAS GALORE!