http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-overs/dinner01.txt </head><body><pre>Disclaimers: We own nada, even this computer isn't ours. Well, maybe Uke's ours. And Potchi. This is the sequel to the blackout fic. Aria-neesan, I changed the plot, due to your interesting comment regarding mushed vanilla ice cream and such. Many thanks to Dyoklako-neesan for providing change for Php500 thus allowing me to buy CC and X16 from Anima. Now I'm inspired enough to write this thing...And my apologies to Watari-niisan. I just couldn't resist. Warning: Written while eating Pocky. Dinner With Clow Reed And Seishirou by Shinri Ayase, with special participation by Axrynn "Tell me again, Seishirou," said the older man mildly, "What on earth possessed you to invite the whole En Ma Cho division to dinner?" The aforementioned man halted his task of chopping several vegetables into perfect bite-sized cubes. He put down his knife and, as he wiped his hands on his frilly pink apron, smiled evilly. "Because, Clow, Mr. Watari Yutaka owes me something..." "And what, pray tell, is that?" Clow pressed on as he kneaded the dough he intended to turn into a loaf of bread. "An explanation as to why he made me dress up as a damned old lady in one of his fics."* "Oh. I see. But he isn't so bad in my opinion..." "Well he didn't make you do drag." "At least you managed to sleep with your little obsession in that one." "That's not the point. "He didn't make you wear a frilly pink outfit with a matching tiara. Or a belly dancer's outfit. Or a psychedelic geisha's kimono."** "True. Oh, well. We invited them already, so..." The conversation went on until they heard an extremely audible crash. Clow Reed sighed. The one responsible for the noise was the housemates' Moon creature/ servant Uke. The poor thing hadn't quite learned to manuever around the place with his huge dragonfly wings yet. But its masters didn't blame it. It was, after all, only two weeks old, and was created in the middle of a major blackout. "G-gomen, Masters," it said from underneath a stack of carpets. "I just couldn't help but...and my wings...and now I've ruined your carpets," it went on miserably. Seishirou chuckled. "Ah, don't worry about it, Uke. We weren't going to use them, anyway." He helped the creature up as Clow Reed restacked the carpets. The great magician smiled gently. "We're not angry at you now, so stop fretting. Here," he handed the what we might as well call "boy" some money. "Do be a dear, Uke, and get us some vanilla ice cream from the store." As the servant gratefully accepted the money and fluttered off, the housemates trudged back into the kitchen. "Seishirou, I think Uke might need a companion, you know, a sister of some sort..." Clow said. Seishirou nodded as he thoughtfully tapped his chin with a spatula. "Maybe..." He sniffed. "The curry's burning." The two men looked at each other, shrugged and poured some water into the pot. "You know, Clow, I think we're starting to act like a married couple..." They stared at each other for five seconds, shuddered, and went back to work. ~~~~~ "Dinner! Dinner! We're invited to dinner!" Tsuzuki sang at the top of his lungs. Terazuma began to grit his teeth to the tempo. "If that guy doesn't shut the fuck up in five seconds, I'm going to touch Hisoka over there and rip him to shreds," he muttered under his breath. Wakaba moved to pat him in the arm, but stopped herself just in time. "Oh there there, Hajime-chan. This is a special occasion. We're supposed to be happy." Hisoka rolled his eyes and gave Tatsumi a sidelong glance. The secretary's eybrow was twitching ever so slightly. Tsuzuki went on singing. Watari, in the meantime, patted 003's head nervously. He was oblivious to Tsuzuki's singing. All he knew was that he was going to have a long talk with Shinri as soon as this fic is over. Tsuzuku... *See Little Red-Hooded Subaru **See CinderFuuma</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>