http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/fuumie03.txt </head><body><pre>Shinri: Okay...here we go... Sleeping Fuumie by Shinri Ayase and Axrynn Ayase Needless to say, the three fairies who aren't really fairies but shall be called so for the purposes of this fic ended up becoming the baby's guardians. Well actually, the boy was practically raised by Kusanagi. He was the one who changed the diapers and sterilized the bottles and made the formula and fed the baby and made him burp and told him stories and answered pointless questions regarding the prince charming's gender in the story of "Cinderella" and picked up after the mess and checked his homework and went to parent-teacher conferences and gave the boy "the talk". On top of that, he cooked, cleaned, washed and did every damned thing to maintain the house. Seishirou and Yuuto didn't lift a finger. So he found it so unfair that Fuuma was growing up to be a combination of the two slackers. But he couldn't seem to get mad. And he knows that pretty soon he'll blow his top. Big time. He just wished it would be over a reeeeeeeally big thing. The reeeeeeeally big thing came on Fuuma's sixteenth birthday. It started out as a normal birthday. Seishirou would send the boy out to kill an animal with his bare hands while they (rather, Kusanagi) put up the decorations. And when the birthday boy gets back, they'd eat and make merry, then open the presents. But this year, it was different. After eating, they all dragged out his presents from their respective rooms. Kusanagi was the first to present his. "Here," he said with a smile. "It's a dagger. You can use that for hunting." The boy nodded a thank you as Seishirou snorted and muttered something about "hunting with weapons is something a sissy would do." He was, of course, the next one to present his gift. It was a large bird of prey, with black feathers and piercing eyes. The boy eyed it with fascination. "Could I kill it and turn it into a shikigami?" Seishirou was pleased with the reaction he received and nodded. Yuuto was last. He was always last, and usually, his gifts were tasteless. He was holding a sack, which seemed to struggle with all its might. With a grin, he dumped the contents of the sack on the floor. With an "Itai!!!" and a loud thump, a small boy landed on the floor, every inch of his creamy white flesh exposed to everyone. He covered what was remaining of his dignity with his hands as his amethyst eyes bore into Yuuto. The man merely grinned as he rumpled the boy's raven hair. "It's a fucktoy! Like it? I found it wandereing in the forest earlier today. I meant to give you a ribbed vibrator,but..." Kusanagi finally snapped. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Taking a poor fucking innocent boy and fucking branded him as a fucking fucktoy for the fucking birthday boy is _not_ a good idea!" Fuuma approached the boy as Yuuto got bashed by the soldier and Seishirou smoked his cigarette outside. "What's your name?" he asked. The boy looked up defiantly and muttered, "Kamui." Kamui facevaulted and Kusanagi keeled over as Fuuma looked over his shoulder at Yuuto and said, "He'll do." That was it. The large fairy grabbed Kamui, gave him his coat, and went for the door. "Hey," the blonde fairy yelled. "If you wanted him for yourself, you should have said so!" The door slammed. Fuuma smirked. "He'll be back." Tsuzuku... C&C?</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>