Seven Minutes in Heaven All of HOOK, along with their bishi, were lounging in the main hall, watching Excel Saga. Kensei slowly started sneaking his hand up to Michi’s chest. She smacked him. "Not here," she murmured. "Now be a good boy and keep Michi’s clothes on," Keikou interrupted, pausing the anime. "Yes creator," he replied sarcastically, bowing mockingly. Plush sighed. "I’m tired of watching a six hour Excel marathon." Kensei got a glint in his eye similar to Michi’s. "Lets play a... game..." he suggested evilly. "No drinking games!" Nekoko quickly responded. "Of course not," Kensei agreed. "I don’t drink... much. Lets play Seven Minutes in Heaven!" Most of the men in the room agreed. However, Hiei had complaints. "Stupid ningen..." "Only seven minutes?" Plush whined. "I don’t mind!" Keikou announced, glomping onto Kurama’s arm. He smiled down at her. "Oh, I really don’t think we should play another game like this..." Aohiki disagreed. "Oh, we understand," Michi said in a sweet tone. "You and Hiei both don’t want to play with us, so the two of you can go into your room and play by yourselves." Aohiki turned very red. Hiei grunted. "What do you mean, ningen?!" "Play then. It’ll be fun." The both of them nodded. "Lets just play already!" Nekoko yelled. Keikou pulled off Plush’s hat, then quickly wrote the ten of their names on slips of papers. She folded them up and put them in the hat. She then walked around, and everyone drew names. "I wanna go first!" Michi squealed, opening up the paper. She twitched at the name, looking somewhat surprised. "Who’d ya get?! Who’d ya get?!" Keikou persisted, coming up behind her. She then fell over, cracking up. "Who didja get?" Nekoko asked. Michi held up the paper, and everyone looked at it. "What?! My Michi’s not gay!" Kensei wailed. "Why’d she get Nekoko?!" Nekoko stared. "It... can’t be me... can it?" Vash slapped her on the back. "Have fun in there!" "I’ll start counting your seven minutes!" Keikou announced, pushing the two into the closet and closing the door.
Michi and Nekoko looked at each other. After a moment, Michi got an evil smile. "I’ve an idea, Nekoko-chan!" she said evilly. "Follow my lead." She then smacked the wall in a rhythmetic matter, and moaned, "Oh Nekoko-chan, no! Ooh... that feels so good..." Nekoko sweatdropped for a moment, then said quietly, "Alright, I’ll do it." She then joined in the moaning. "Hey! No one molests Michi but me!" Kensei screamed as Sano and Vash held him back, laughing. "I’m not the one doing the molesting!" Nekoko called through the door. Vash then fell over banging his fists on the floor as he laughed. He was laughing so hard tears formed in his eyes. Kensei’s eyes blazed white and he jumped at the door, trying to pull it off its hinges.
Inside the closet, Nekoko and Michi lost their concentration and started cracking up. Keikou pulled Kensei off the door and opened it. "Time’s up, you guys!" The two rolled out of the closet, gripping their sides. Their faces turned purple from lack of oxygen. Kensei jumped on Nekoko and started strangling her. Vash, still laughing, pulled Kensei off and helped Nekoko up. "Just remember, Kensei," Keikou said with a smile, "this was your idea!" Kensei just glared at her and helped Michi up. "I’ll go next!" Nekoko said as she rubbed her neck. She then pulled out the slip of paper and unfolded it. "Oh shit... Keikou’s gonna kill me..." "You... didn’t get Kurama, did you?" Keikou asked suspiciously. "Uuuh..." Nekoko stuttered, scooting away from her. "Actually, I did..." "NANIO?!" Keikou screamed, holding up her hands as if to strangle Nekoko. "Don’t worry, I’ll try to behave!" Nekoko quickly replied. "Try being the key word," Aohiki murmured. "Don’t make it worse for me, Aohiki!" Nekoko yelled as Keikou growled and her eyes turned red. Nekoko then grabbed Kurama and dragged him into the closet. Keikou started clawing at the door, yelling "NOOO!!!" Michi rolled her eyes, then pulled Keikou back to the couch. Plush then glomped her and sat down on top of her.
Nekoko tilted her head as she looked at Kurama. "Hey Kurama, I have a question for you." "Yes, Nekoko-chan?" he replied calmly. "What do you keep in your hair?" He pulled a list out of his hair. "This list, some seeds, paper, pencils, a book..." As he continued, Nekoko started to sweatdrop. When Sano knocked on the door as their seven minutes were up, Kurama was halfway through his list. "...my schoolbooks, a spare change of clothes..." "Oi! Time’s up! Get out of there, love birds!" Sano interrupted. Kurama looked up and blinked. "Alright," he agreed, opening the door and walking out. As they came out, Nekoko reached out and grabbed his ass. Kurama’s eyes widened and he started to blush as Keikou got even angrier and tried to escape. However, Plush then started doing the cancan on Keikou’s head with her fingers. "You’re not getting away, missy!" she said. "You have a very nice ass, Kurama," Nekoko whispered into his ear as she passed him. Keikou jumped up and glomped onto Kurama, glaring at Nekoko. "I guess I’ll go next," Plush commented, opening up her paper. She then raised up her eyebrow, grabbed the back of Hiei’s shirt, and dragged him into the closet. "Lets go, Pineapple Boy!" she said eagerly as she slammed the door. Aohiki blinked. "Hiei..." They heard thumps, and Hiei yelling, "Get the hell away from me, ningen!" "Get back here, Pineapple boy!" Plush yelled angrily, as she tried to grab the speedy yokai. Everyone started cracking up. "Nuigurumi-chan can’t catch him!" Michi snickered. "Good luck trying to get him!" Nekoko cheered. "Grab his butt, it’s fun!" She then glanced at Kurama. Keikou glared at her, and glomped onto Kurama harder.
Seven minutes later, Hiei dashed out of the closet looking pissed off, and hid behind Aohiki. Plush followed, panting. "Damn, couldn’t catch him..." she muttered. Aohiki sweatdropped, then pulled out her paper. Looking at it, she sweatdropped. Hiei glanced over her shoulder and said, "Hn. At least no one can molest her now." She held out her paper to show her own name. Everyone started laughing. "The rules of the game are that if you get yourself, you miss your turn then," Kensei told everyone. "Oh yes, I’ve missed out alright," Aohiki said sarcastically, sighing with relief. Keikou smiled, now in a better mood. She opened up her paper. "I hope I get Kurama!" she said excitedly. "What the hell?!" Kurama looked at the paper. He blinked. "Who did you get?" Nekoko asked evilly. "K-Kensei," she stuttered, holding up her paper. Kensei smiled pervertedly. "Well, my creator is pretty hot..." he commented. Michi glomped onto him protectively. "She is, but that’s beside the point!" she whined. She rubbed her head against his chest. "Gomen ne, Michi-chan, but rules are rules!" He then stood up, unglomped Michi from himself, grabbed Keikou’s hand, and dragged her into the closet, slamming the door behind him.
Kensei pushed Keikou up against the wall and placed his lips over hers. She struggled against his kiss and pushed his face away. "Kensei!" she yelled at him as she tried to kiss her again. She kneed upward and just barely missed hitting him between the legs. "Hey! What the hell!" Kensei yelled at her as he stumbled back so she couldn’t kick him. "You kissed me! That’s what!" she yelled back, fuming. "Well, yeah. Those are the rules of this game." He smiled evilly and tackled her. He forced her onto the ground and pinned her down. He then continued to kiss her.
"W-what are they doing?" Aohiki stuttered as a random "Kensei!" was heard. Michi twitched. "That bastard!!!" Kurama gave the door a worried look. "I hope he doesn’t hurt her..." Plush was rolling on the floor laughing, along with Nekoko. Michi stomped over to the door and pulled it open. "Your time is up!!" Keikou crawled out from under Kensei and ran over to Kurama. She pulled up her bra strap and glared at Kensei. Kensei stood up and smiled at Keikou. He snapped his fingers and a sudden wind blew through the house. Keikou’s long skirt flew up, flashing everyone. She turned red and pushed her skirt down. "KENSEI!!!" Michi and Keikou yelled simultaneously. Michi smacked him and crossed her arms over her chest. "Bastard! Punishment worse than death!" Kensei screamed, "NOOOOO!!!!" Michi just turned away from him and pulled her shirt down tightly. "None for you." "Hey, cheer your self up, go next," Vash offered. Kensei sighed and opened his paper. His eyes widened. "Chikuso..." he whispered to himself. "Who’d you get?" Nekoko asked as she tried to suppress a smile. Kensei glanced up at Vash. Nekoko stopped smiling. "Oh no..." Kensei held up his paper. "Vash..." He sighed. Keikou, Sano, and Plush promptly fell over laughing. Kensei and Vash sighed and walked into the closet.
Seven minutes later, Vash and Kensei walked out, looking bored. "I guess it’s my turn then," Vash said, pulling the paper out of some pocket on his huge trench coat. He opened it and smiled. "Plush," he read, looking at the kitsune. Plush then cracked up. "I have another chance!" she exclaimed, dragging Vash into the closet. Nekoko got tearpaths. "Vash... she better not do anything to him!"
When they shut the door, Plush leaped onto Vash. He kissed her, and they started making out. Aohiki blinked. "Hey... there’s funny noises coming from the closet..." Sano rapped on the door when their time was up. "Come on guys, out!" Plush stumbled out of the closet adjusting her clothes, looking very pleased with herself. Vash followed, looking just as pleased. Sano smiled. "My turn, then!" he yelled, looking at the paper. "Hey, I got Michi!" he announced, smiling at the landlord. She smiled back. Plush glared at Michi, shoving them both into the closet. "The faster you get in, the faster you get out!"
In the closet, it was hard to tell who made the first move. Michi glomped Sano and he kissed her, spinning her a bit. They then continued to kiss each other. Plush’s hand hovered over the handle of the closet door, staring at her watch, waiting for their seven minutes to be over. As soon as they were, she thrust the door open and pulled Sano out, steam coming from her ears. "Aww, that’s all?" Michi whined, pulling on her shirt. She smirked at Kensei, then got up and sat down in a chair. Kensei sighed and glared at Sano. Plush glared at Sano as well. "Your turn, Hiei," Kurama said to the sulking yokai. "Hn." Hiei opened the paper, then became the third person to glare at Sano. Aohiki noticed this, then glared at Sano as well. He caught on to this and walked over to Hiei, picked him up around the waist, and carried him into the closet. Everyone then started cracking up, except for Aohiki. Plush was trying to hold in her laughter, but couldn’t.
Hiei glared at Sano. Sano, in response, smiled at the short person. "Baka ningen." "Chibi yokai." "Rooster head." "Midget pineapple." They continued exchanging insults for the rest of their seven minutes.
When their time was up, Hiei once again darted out and hid behind Aohiki. "Hn. Baka ningen." Sano just walked out and sat down beside Plush, smiling broadly. Plush was still cracking up. Vash looked over at Kurama. "You’re the only one left." Kurama smiled in reply. "Yes, it would appear so." He pulled his paper out of his pocket. "And by process of elimination..." Nekoko started, looking at Keikou. Kurama unfolded his paper and showed everyone. "No fair!" the other girls exclaimed. "How come Keikou’s the only one to get her own bishi?!" Kurama just smiled, picked Keikou up, and carried her into the closet.
Keikou wrapped her arms around Kurama’s neck. He kissed her. Keikou smiled as they began making out, and... well, other things.
Seven minutes later, Sano went and opened the door. "Come on you guys! Time’s up." Keikou whined, "already?" She got up and adjusted her clothes. Kurama stood up as well. The two of them walked out of the closet and sat down on the couch. "And so ends round one!" Kensei declared as he went around collecting the slips of paper. "Now," he held up the hat," begins round two!" To be continued... |
