http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/fuumie02.txt </head><body><pre>Shinri: Before anything else...Yume's really getting good. Keep it comin'. And Shape of the Heart's really getting to me. Keep it comin' too. Now on to the ficcie. Sleeping Fuumie by Shinri Ayase and Axrynn Ayase "Stop! Halt! Yamete!" the silky voice boomed. Everyone turned to the doorway. A woman with long black hair and an almost complete lack of clothing stood there, face contorted with rage. Yuuto gasped. "It's Kanoe, the Ho Queen! Hi, babe!" Kanoe winked at him before regarding the temple couple with an angry expression. "How dare you not invite me to this party!" she yelled. The couple looked at each other, and then looked at their parents. "But we did," they said in unison. "I didn't get an invitation!" Kanoe insisted. Seiichirou stepped forward sheepishly. "Errr...I got lost trying to find your house, ma'am." He held out a black piece of cardboard with gold designs. "Here's your invitation." The Ho Queen refused. "I'm much too angry to accept it now," she declared. "And now I will exact my revenge on that child," she pointed toward the crib of the baby. "Nooooo!" Saya screamed. "Don't hurt him! I've just bragged to Tooru that I had a son before she did!" Kanoe ignored her and went over to Fuuma, picking him up and crushing his tiny face against her (obviously fake) breasts. "On his seventeenth birthday, he will be stabbed by a shinken and die!" There was silence for five whole seconds. Seishirou cleared his throat. "Doesn't everyone die when stabbed by a sword of some sort?" The woman frowned and stuck her tongue out at him. "This curse _ensures_ that he gets stabbed at all!" Everyone begins to scream with horror as Kanoe smiles with sadistic satisfaction and cuddles the baby. She put him down and disappeared into the murky shadows. "My baby!" Saya wailed. Kyougo was in shock before finally muttering, "And a shinken is right inside this temple!" All guests began to panic. All but the fairies who aren't really fairies but shall be called so for the purposes of this damned fic. Well, at least two of them. "Oh, well," Yuuto shrugged. "Que sera, sera." Seishirou nodded. "He'll have a short life. Good thing we ensured that he's going to get laid before the age of seventeen, ne?" "Yep, he'll experience the finer things in life." Kusanagi quickly ran to Saya, who was now holding the child. He held the leaves that would bear his gift to the child. "Wait! I haven't given him a gift yet!" He was panicking, but he had to do something. He blurted out the damn stupidest thing in his life. "The boy will not die, he will just...have his head lopped off! And...and...fall into a deep slumber!" Seishirou and Yuuto slapped their faces. "Oi, have his head lopped off and fall into a deep slumber? Y'know, when someone's head gets lopped off..." The child's mother began to cry harder. "Wait! I'm not done!" Kusanagi went on in panic. He wasn't really handling this very well, but he was determined to save the child. "He will by awakened by a kiss from his true love! Really!" Saya sniffled. "But he'll be a disembodied head..." "Err...at least he's alive, ne?" the fairy responded with a nervous laugh. Seishirou whacked him upside the head. "Baka. We never gave him the ability to find his true love. You should have said he'd be awakened by a good lay." Yuuto nodded in agreement. "I was panicking!" Kusanagi cried. Kyougo began to smile. "Well...I guess all we have to do is keep him away from the shinken..." All the guests looked at the three fairies who are not fairies but shall be called so for the purposes of this fic. "Well...you _are_ the child's specialized godparents. How are you boys at babysitting? For more than seventeen years?" Saya asked with a smile. Tsuzuku... I need coffee...</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>