Woolfish

Outside Looking In

Chapter One: Good Cop/Bad Cop

Shiori Aoki cringed away from the all-too-eager face of Tamaki Suou. In her mind’s eye, the blond upperclassman reminded her of a puppy that was about to attack its favorite chew toy. Based on their antics (rumored or otherwise seen), the girl knew that members Host Club were a strange bunch but this was just ludicrous.

The Third Music Room was usually bathed in light and in an equivocal splendor. It was utterly flamboyant and ridiculously colorful at times. So with these facts in mind, it still didn’t explain why the infamous room was now shrouded in shadows, why Umehito Nekozawa would feel right at home at this very moment.

The only source of illumination was a lamp hanging from the ceiling and it kept swinging back and forth, back and forth; it was making her nauseous. Adding more to her discomfort were her arms were bounded to a chair’s armrests (her skin was also chaffing on the straps) and someone used a sock to gag her mouth. She prayed to whatever deity that watched over her that said sock was at least clean.

And then, the lamp stopped swaying, the sock was taken out of her mouth, the straps were loosened and light slowly engulfed her surroundings. She blinked and shook her head, straining her eyes in order to adjust to the sudden brightness. The girl sighed when she started to rub the raw skin on her forearms.

“You know, this isn’t really necessary,” a soft voice spoke, interrupting Shiori’s ministrations.

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Note:
Fuuko singing

Tokiya singing

Duet

and “Way Back Into Love” belongs to its proper owners. =D

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“Mi-channnn”

“No.”

“Come on, Mi-channnnnn.”

“For the nth time Kirisawa, no.”

“AGH! COME FUCKING ON!”

“You’re very persuasive, ne?”

“Damn straight! COME HERE ASS!”

Fuuko pried off Tokiya from their table and dragged him to the karaoke bar’s stage. The boy now regretted in going along with this “excursion” as Yanagi had put it.

Actually, he wouldn’t have minded it at all if they were in a private room, just embarrassing themselves in front of friends and whatnot. But everybody – except himself, of course – wanted to sing in front of the entire karaoke bar.

It had the right ambiance for a wannabe POP star; big stage, bright lights, fog machine (That’s right. A fog machine). It was a bit too much for “Open Mike Night” but the people loved it.

Apparently, so did the rest of the Hokage.

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Eee~<3 This was my entry for the One Blanket Challenge in LJ. ^^ Enjoy~

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Fuuko let out a long string of curses as she paced around the nippy cabin. Everyone of the Hokage – except for her, Ganko, Kondo, and Tokiya – went outside to enjoy the snow.

Actually, she wanted to go with them too but when the little puppet master came down with a sudden fever, the wind child decided to stay and take care of the little girl.

Kondo did show concern for his mistress and became Fuuko’s pseudo nurse (though the plush fox also tried to feel up the older girl’s notable “assets”). All it took to make him stop was a threat from the wind girl. She could look vicious if she really wanted to.

Now, Tokiya did not stay behind to help Fuuko. He stayed so he could read in peace. That’s right, to READ.

She could understand his decision to read now when everybody else was outside. Recca, Domon, and Kaoru were the noisiest members of the bunch. The girl admitted that she was a part of their noise but she knew her limits. Her harisen came in handy in shutting up the three of them.

What Fuuko did not understand is why did Tokiya have not used this opportunity to hone his Ensui? He was the most disciplined fighter in their days in the Ura Butou Satsujin. Rightfully so, because he trained his ass off while she and others had fun doing karaoke and the like.

You would think that the boy would be happy to commune with his element but no, he was inside the cabin, reading god-knows-what while Fuuko and Kondo took care of Ganko.

But unfortunately, this wasn’t the reason why the Fuujin master let out a long string of curses. The reason was they were snowed in. While Ganko and her fox plushie were sound asleep, Fuuko was on the brink of panicking.

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I went to my alma matter today. I’ll post a blog about it tomorrow? I’m so tired ^^;;;. Sorry. But I’ll leave you guys with this drabble I did while I was watching Phantom of the Opera XD

Note: Words in quotation: Ahiru

Italics: Fakir

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“Hey Fakir!”

What? I’m busy.

“Busy? Hey! No, you’re not!”

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