http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-overs/newyear3.txt </head><body><pre>Author's Note: The characters used inside this story belongs to their respective owners and not me. Please do not sue me for trying out a silly fic which I wrote upon inspiration. Some characters may be OOC so please forgive me! Copyrights (c) Jennifier Ding 1999, 2000 Date completed: 28/9/1999 ----------------------------------------------- The New Year Bash! By Jennifier D. Part III: The Party I Nokoru beamed at the amount of people streaming into the Auditorium, turning to Souh and Akira now and then to assure them that everything would be fine. After all, he didn't play much of a host the last time they had a party, and it eventually ended up in a mass of screaming people. If they were to follow the protocols set out for tonight, everything _should_ be fine. The board with protocols for the night was hung above the entire Auditorium, just beneath the temporary crystal chandelier. People who had just walked into the Auditorium stopped short at the door to stare at the huge sign -with the exception of one or two whom couldn't be bothered at all- causing a slight traffic jam. "Hey! Don't just stop in the middle of the path!" Yuusuke's angry voice could be heard. "Urameshi-oof!" Kuwabara grabbed his side as his teammate elbowed him to keep him quiet. "I'm so sorry." Seiichirou bowed, still apologising. "It's okay." Yuusuke replied gruffly, lowering his arm, whereby he was preparing to take a swing at the man standing before him. *What a decent looking fellow...* "Ack!" someone behind Yuusuke cried with pain as his elbow collided with that person's head. "You nearly disfigured me, do you know that!" "Sorry." "Like 'Sorry' is going to help." Hino Rei muttered darkly as she stomped off into the hall. Usagi, too, stopped on the steps to read the sign, causing ripples of disruption to flow down as the crowd of people moving up the stairs were interrupted again. The people behind them cursed. "Usagi-chan! Move!" Aino Minako gave the other blonde a hard shove. "Ow!" The Protocols: 1. No killing is allowed until the party is over. 2. No blowing up or booby trapping of any part of this building. 3. All forms of transport, please kindly leave them outside in the Campus grounds. 4. Should a fight commence, please keep it to a corner of the room. 5. Please keep screaming and shouting to the minimal. 6. Please refrain from eating _all_ the food. At the sight of certain specific lines like no. 1, 4, 5 and 6, several people groaned in disappointment. Hiei sat back into his seat with a scowl that could send any sane person in his path running. Kurama was leaning against him, trying to curb his temptation of touching the punch. After what happened the last time, he wouldn't dare to risk it again. *Why use another big occasion to blow your own reputation away?* Koenma might forgive him the last time he let the cat out of the bag, but he couldn't be sure of how far he could stretch his limits. If he was really angered this time, not only Kurama would be _killed_, plenty others in the room might get an eyeful too. Or maybe he would just drag him to some discreet corner in the room to do it. Kurama grinned at that thought. *And there are plenty of corners in this room too.* Hiei snorted at the silly look the youko had on his face. Suddenly, he spun around again with a bad sense of deja vu. Kurama had exactly the same look on his face when he got himself drunk at the last gathering. The fire demon left the grinning redhead in a flash, causing the latter to lose his centre of gravity and end up crashing into the ground in the most ungainly manner. The people lingering around that corner turned to see a redhead crashing onto the floor with a stunned look on his face. Kurama silently cursed Hiei for causing him embarrassment. "Humph. Redheads." someone muttered with a disgusted tone. Several redheads in the room turned to glare at the speaker who scowled in return. "What's that supposed to mean?" Nanjo Kazuya narrowed his eyes. Aya just stood there, his eyes like a twin pair of icicles as he glared at the speaker, slowly accessing his abilities. "You! What do you mean by 'Humph. Redheads.'? I'm a redhead too!" Asuka stormed up to the so far unknown speaker. Kurama flinched, knowing that the insult was meant for him. Hikaru blinked. Tsuzuku gave a soft cough, then shot the speaker an evil smile. Karen yawned, leaving Seiichirou's side to come closer to the unknown speaker. The speaker backed a step at all the animosity sent in his direction. "What's this? The redhead convention? Quantity does not mean quality!" Kurama snorted. The speaker, who had so far safely remained unnamed, sealed his own fate by offering his name. "I, Chang Wufei, do not bow down to redheads!" Duo groaned. All the redheads in the room smiled, with the exception of a few who _never_ smiled, and cornered poor Wufei, about to _nicely_ reason out with him his comments and concepts of people with red hair. "Why must he always do something as stupid as that?" Duo groaned again and buried his face in Heero's back. "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeero(tm)!" a piercing scream came from the other end of the room. "Why do you let that pervert touch you?!" Heero closed his eyes and turned away, trying to keep that irritating headache -which he did not manage to kill- away. Duo looked up and grinned, clinging onto Heero like a burr, which fanned Relena's temper sky high. "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeero!" Quatre smiled nervously, turning to Trowa for assurance. The young man just patted his comrade on his shoulder and shook his head, telling him that it was useless to bother anyway. If they were not careful, they might wind up being the ones Relena spent her wreath on. "Shut up!" Ikazuchi shouted from the other end of the room. "No wailing is allowed either!" "Who are you to tell me to shut up?!" Relena's imperious voice radiated annoyance. "I have all my rights as a human!" "Pupupuuuuuuuu!" someone added to their conversation in a rather weird, but cheerful way. "What the hell is that?" Youji, Ikazuchi and Shinobu said at the same time. They then grinned and high-fived each other. "Dweebs." Asuka muttered, wrinkling up her nose as though she had smelled something bad. Thankfully, none of the three heard her. "Come back here you nasty white-" Umi voice could be heard over the festive music. "Umi-chan! Is that your new pet?" Yuzuriha stared at the bouncing white fluffy animal with awe. "No! You can't pay me enough to keep Mokona as my pet!" Umi shouted back across the hall while trying desperately to catch Mokona, which was making away happily with Umi's sandwich. "You can't eat that you sneaky little-" "Iyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" a shriek rose above the growing din. A group of collective resigned sighs followed it. Usagi's eyes nearly fell out of her head at the sight of the amount of bishounen around the place. The sailor scouts behind her wiped their sweat-drops away, trying to devise a better plan to keep Usagi away from the food and the highly endangered bishounen. "This is a miserable party." Shinji muttered to himself. "Just because you aren't enjoying the party doesn't mean it's miserable." Ayanami Rei pointed out. "Thanks a lot for your comment, Ayanami." Shinji replied dryly, then shot Misato a disgusted look. The latter was punch guzzling in a corner of the room, slumped over with Fuuma and Seishirou. That two seemed to have gotten a knack of getting themselves drunk lately. "No! Don't dye my hair red!" Wufei's horrified shouts could be heard from the other end of the room. "Didn't he know that redheads have the worse tempers?" Guru Clef muttered to no one in particular. "I never knew that Hikaru had that much viciousness in her." "Guru Clef, don't worry too much about her. Once she had gotten over the fact that I've decided to marry Eagle and not her, she would be her old self again. She's just venting out her frustrations and Wufei happened to be picked, unfortunately." Lantis sighed and pulled Eagle closer. "But she doesn't have to take two years, does she?" Eagle lifted his head to look at his lover, and his eyes softened with love. "I love it when you look at me like that, Lantis." The people around that two lovebirds twitched. Relena was presently using a crowbar to pry Duo away from Heero, whereupon the former was stuck to the latter like an insistent leech. Heero didn't seem to mind the 'leech' on his back much, but he was beginning to feel the effects of the crowbar. "Heeeeeero! How can you do this before everyone? This is so shameful! How am I going to explain to Oniisan and the rest of the peace ministers that my boyfriend acted like a homosexual in public? I know that Duo is forcing you to act in such a manner, but do not worry! I shall save you!" Relena struck a heroic pose, bringing the crowbar down on Duo's head at the same time with a vicious look on her face. The crowbar _had_ to conveniently miss Duo and hit Heero on his neck. The latter glowered. Relena gave him her most innocent smile and reached forward to cling herself onto his already aching neck, increasing the burden by having two weights hanging off him. Heero swore that both Duo and Relena were going to die, very soon and in very different manners. He began to work at prying Relena's fingers of his neck. "Pupupu!" Mokona called out happily as it bounced off Usagi's face and Rei's head, continuing to play 'Catching' with Umi. The two newest causalities decided that the deformed rabbit that sounded like a broken washing machine should die. "You! Stop there you pesky little fluffy white thing! I'll kill you for jumping on my head!" Rei swore. "'Fluffy'?" Yuzuriha mentioned with a surprised look. "It doesn't seem to work as a curse of any sorts..." "Mamo-chan~~! That-that-that... thing! It injured my pretty face! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Usagi burst into tears. Mamoru slumped his shoulders in defeat. The rest of the Sailor Senshi sighed. Nokoru observed all the proceeding with a look of bemusement on his face, while Suoh and Akira were trying to duck a few flying projectiles. When Tsuzuku came back from his little tiff with Wufei, he dragged Nokoru off to a certain corner of the room (Hmmn.... there seems to be plenty of 'corners' around, ne?) Akira, thankfully, refrained himself from asking too many questions... there were still too many things which he didn't know... and didn't want to know. Wufei staggered out from the circle of redheads, clutching his long hair, which had came lose in the struggle. He staggered to a mirror conveniently placed in the corner of the hall and ran out of the Auditorium screaming about flaming red hair. Miyu took her fingers out of her ears after a while and remarked breezily to Larva. "I never knew that he could reach such a pitch." Larva tried to stop himself from rolling his eyes. Miyu hadn't joined the party yet, which meant that she had something up her sleeves. Asuka gave an evil snicker. Kurama stretched himself languidly, them dusted a few specks of invisible dust off his shoulders. "That'll teach him not to insult redheads." Omi watched all the happenings with a rather stunned expression as he sat back into his seat and blinked rapidly. "I never knew Aya-kun had _that_ in him..." Youji gave a low whistle when Aya came back, slapping him heartily on his back and saying that he had finally proven himself. Ken blanched at the expression on Aya's face, which Youji failed to see. Aya was grinning. If you had ever seen Aya grin, it could only be summarised in two words: Absolutely Terrifying. Hishou was poking around the salad bar when he came across someone very familiar. "You... where have I seen you before?" The pale haired man he was talking to replied imperiously as he smirked at the Reideen. "I have no idea." "Your name is...?" "Luche de Mon." "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeero!" Relena wailed when Heero tried to pry her off. "Why is it that Duo can stay on your back while I can't?!" "He isn't strangling me." "Oh! I'm so sorry! You will forgive me, won't you, Heero?" Relena bat her eyelashes at the gundam pilot. Duo gagged himself on Heero's hair. "Oh pooooooor Shinji," Asuka closed up on Shinji with a poisonous smile, her voice practically dripping with sacarsm. "You must be having a good time with Ayanami right?" "I wasn't even talking to her! Well, not much..." "Don't you dare to try and deny! I know that you have perverted thoughts about Ayanami and I as you sat down there ogling at our beautiful and shapely bodies!" Ayanami Rei ignored the last comment. "What?!" Shinji spluttered, surprise written all over his face. "Yes! You have admitted it!" "Hey-" "Pupupupu!" Mokona bounced onto Asuka's head cheerily then sat there, watching the soaked sandwich slowly slide down her face with a grin. Asuka screamed. Suou sighed again as another batch of people started screaming. This party was turning out no better than the last. In fact, it was turning out to be worse. Sorata prodded the two unconscious Dragons of Earth in the corner of the room, then gave an evil grin as a deranged idea slowly crept into his head. The two Dragons of Earth was bodily lifted, and carried out of the Auditorium. "Hmmn... Subaru-kun... why don't we share an ice-cream cone?" Seishirou mumbled in his slumber. "Kamui... here, do you want to eat ice-cream?" Fuuma mumbled back. *What's this fetish about ice-cream anyway?* Sorata wondered, then shrugged, figuring that it would be best to not know what was making the two psychos' minds tick. Arashi was hovering around the punch bowl, making sure that Sorata came nowhere near it. After he publicly disgraced her the last time, she was not going to let him even come close to doing it all over again. Misato groped around for her drinking companions... and found nothing. She frowned, but that was quickly dispelled when she found a cup of half-finished punch next to her. Happily, she drowned her sorrow with the cup of new-found punch like there was no tomorrow and passed out straightaway. "Mamo-chan~~~~~~~~~~!" Usagi wailed, clinging onto her boyfriend not unlike the way Duo was stuck onto Heero. Someone laughed. Mamoru shot the person an evil look. The person laughed even louder. Mamoru now turned to the laughing person, an ominous look on his face that told of a terrible fate, which was closely connected with roses, for whoever that was laughing. "What's so funny?" "Eh? Oh, it's that stupid rabbit like thing which sounds like some sort of demented cat." Shinobu laughed as he watched Asuka join the growing crowd of Mokona pursuers. "Oh..." All the hot air inside Mamoru was deflated in seconds and he turned to the blonde still clinging onto him. And sighed. He wondered what did he do to have Usagi wailing her head off next to him. Not that he didn't love her. He did love her very much so. It was just that her habits were sometimes... a *little* repulsing. Hajime and Matsuri sat at one of the make-shift tables with Amaru pecking away at his food and Owaru wolfing down his like he had been starving for days. The two of them were silently observing what went on for the last few minutes. "Do you think Tsuzuku is going to come back to the table?" Hajime remarked thoughtfully. "Hm... no," Matsuri replied after a while. "Not when he dragged Nokoru-san off with that look on his face." "True..." "Hajime-oniisan, what is 'that look' on Tsuzuku-oniisan's face?" Amaru asked his eldest brother, blinking innocently. "Ah..." Hajime and Matsuri turned to look at each other, then look at Amaru and shook their heads, unable to come up with a satisfactory answer. "Never mind! I'll ask Tsuzuku-oniisan later!" Hajime facefaulted. "Ah... Aya?" Youji poked the grinning redhead uncertainly. "Yes, Youji?" Aya grinned. Youji swallowed. "Did I... say something wrong?" "No." "Then why are you grinning?" "That's a good question. I don't know either." "Pupupu-pupupu!" Mokona sat on Ken's head, flapping its flipper like attachments against the sides of his head. "Hey! Get off!" Ken swatted Mokona like it was an irritating fly. "There you are!" Umi crashed down the chair on Mokona, who happened to jump away in time, which meant that Umi had accidentally hit Ken right over his head with an exquisitely designed three hundred years old oak chair that cost at least half a million dollars. "Oops?" Ken laid on the floor with spirals for his eyes. "Ken-kun!" Omi's voice snapped the rest who were following Mokona out of their trance. "MOKONA~~~~!" "PUPUPU!" Mokona replied, excited that everyone was crying its name today. Sometimes, it didn't know if humans were plain stupid or just plain gullible. Mamoru finally managed to distract his wailing girlfriend with the spread on the banquet table. Usagi pounced onto the food as though she had not eaten for days and was preparing to hibernate for the rest of her life. "That is a really ugly eating habit..." Ikazuchi cheerfully pointed that out to Mamoru. Mamoru gave the former a droll look, then picked up a cup of punch. Kazuya tapped Hishou on his shoulder and the latter spun around, still trying desperately to recall the reason why Luche's name sounded so familiar to him. The former wriggled his fingers before Hishou's face but he did not respond. After a few moments, he finally grew bored, so he threw himself into Hishou's arms, groaning. "Iya! What's the matter, Kazuya?" Beat. "KAZUYA?!" "Hishou-kun~" Kazuya hung limply in his arms like a sack of potatoes. "What-why-how- Hayate! Fujimaru!" Hishou called desperately. Kazuya slapped his hand over Hishou's mouth, grinning at him. His breath reeked of alcohol as he came face to face with Hishou. The latter gulped and stared at Kazuya's half-lidded eyes, sweating profusely. "Hishou-kun..." Kazuya leaned forward and kissed him. On his lips. Hishou froze on the spot, then crumbled away into dust... Er, wait a minute. Actually what the author meant was Hishou felt as though he was stoned, then crumbled into dust. Luche smirked again. "You demonic white evil hell of an idiotic deformed rabbit!" Asuka shouted at the top of her lungs as she sped past the banquet table for the tenth time, still sprinting after Mokona. "I'll get you, you hear me! I'll tear your miserable ears off, sew your mouth up and make sure that you'll never slobber on me again!" "Mokona! You puny little-" Umi shouted, near breathless. "Oh, you take on!" she shouted to the person behind her. "Why you sickening little *bleep* and you fat little *bleep* and you sadistic little *bleep* *bleep* *bleep*!" Everyone stopped to stare at Rei. "Ah... Rei-san, no vulgar language is allowed either." Akira gently reminded Rei. She actually had the modesty to blush. "PUPUPUPUUUUUUU!" Mokona shrieked, bouncing merrily on Rei's head. Rei blanched. "MOKONA~~!" "PUPUPU!" Miyu watched all the happenings with glee. She turned to Larva, who was already sweating despite the cool interiors of the Auditorium. "It's time." Running out into the middle of the Auditorium, Miyu suddenly shouted at the top of her voice. "Flames!" And she threw them onto the floor of the Auditorium... To be continued...</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>