Rysha: You don’t need anymore emails. Socks sends you enough.
Rin: I require more of a variety than purely Gerry emails all the time… not that I’m complaining!!! Waves my hands in front of me
Rysha: I swear if I see one more Gerry email I’m gonna scream!
Rin: …He’s gonna be on the Tonight show…
Rysha: ….screams……… I hate you.
Rin: grins I know. It gives my life meaning.
Just for all y’all who have NO clue what we’re talking about. Um… Gerard Butler. Tomb Raider 2…. Angelina looked hot…
“I don’t see what the problem is!” Kim fumed.
“Do you think that maybe you could ask me first? I mean, maybe I might have plans tonight?” Shego said, her eyes trained on the road as she drove.
“Did you?”
“…No.”
Kim sniffed. “You just don’t want to spend time with me anymore.”
“It’s not like that, it’s just-” she turned and came face to face with Kim’s puppy dog face. “Oh for crying out loud! Gimme a break!” she nearly screamed, but she already knew the fight was over.
Shego muttered under her breath. “Whatever, just ask me first next time…”
Kim grinned and hugged the dark haired woman as they turned into Ron’s driveway. They didn’t have to wait long before Ron came out the door and ran over.
“Hey KP! Hey Shego!” he said as he climbed into the car.
Kim grinned back at him. Shego grunted as they back out and drove away. It didn’t seem as if the villainess was ever going to warm up to Ron.
“Oh, hey, we have to pick up Felix too,” Ron announced. Kim blinked and twisted around to look at him.
“You’re taking Felix to a dance club?” she asked incredulously. “He’s in a wheelchair!”
This made Shego turn around to stare at him in disbelief. Meaning she wasn’t looking at the road while they were going 65 mph. (1)
“Shego!” Ron yelled. Shego ignored him.
“You mean to tell me that I’m wasting my time to pick up a cripple and take him to a dance club?!” Shego shrieked in disbelief.
“HE IS NOT A CRIPPLE!” Ron screamed at the top of his lungs. Kim froze, startled. Shego didn’t.
“You better fucking sit down and shut the hell up!” she yelled. Kim noticed that the car was speeding up the more agitated the raven haired woman became. Trees flashed by as they sped down the road. Kim noticed a car appearing on the horizon and was rapidly coming closer by the second.
“Shego…” she said, her eyes glued to the impending doom before them. The fighting duo ignored her. By now they were nearly on top of the car.
“Shego!” Kim screamed and braced for the inevitable impact.
Shego’s gaze never left Ron as she yanked the wheel to the side and passed the car at the last moment. Even throughout all that, Ron and Shego never paused in their argument.
Kim laid a hand on Shego’s arm. At her touch, the pale woman stopped mid-sentence to look at her.
“Stop,” Kim said softly. Shego opened her mouth to say argue, but Kim cut her off. “Please,” she said imploringly. Shego shut her mouth, but Kim could tell her jaw was clenched to keep back whatever sarcastic retort was on the tip of her tongue. Kim took her hand in hers and squeezed it gratefully. A smile flashed on Shego’s lips before she could hide it.
Ron’s heart faltered in his chest. He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked out the window. He had to get it together. He would be seeing Felix soon. His thought tumbled over each other as the three friends sat in silence. They eventually pulled into Monique’s driveway and waited for her to come out. And waited. And waited.
Getting tired of waiting and since Kim refused to leave without her friend, everyone go tout of the car and walked up to the door. Kim knocked and waited. Movement could be heard, but the door remained unopened. Kim tried the doorknob only to find it locked. She began to worry. A sidelong glance at Shego and the villainess began working on the lock. It only took a few seconds and then they were in. Kim took the point since she knew the place the best. All the lights were off, making their job all the more difficult but they still managed to pick through the house unscathed. Ron had a few close calls, but was saved by Shego grabbing his collar.
A light appeared at the end of the hallway, seemingly the only light on in the house. They froze and listened quietly. Monique’s voice could be heard and everyone relaxed. They tensed however, when they heard a male voice coming from the room as well.
“I’m coming for you, Monique!” Ron suddenly yelled and barreled past the two girls and into the room. Kim rolled her eyes. So much for the stealth idea.
The two women rounded the corner and walked into the room. Blinded momentarily, they paused in the doorway. When their eyes could adjust, they gazed upon an interesting scene.
Felix was sitting on Monique’s bed, holding up two different dresses for her to choose from. Monique stood on the other side of the room, currently applying makeup. Ron was just as shocked as Kim and Shego and simply stood watching with his mouth agape.
“Hey Kim,” Monique greeted, not pausing applying her makeup.
“I don’t know…the black one’s shorter, but the purple one shows off your curves more…” Felix stated out loud, eyes dancing back from one dress to the other. “What do you guys think?” he asked the trio.
“The black one,” Shego said immediately. She plucked at the fishnet sleeve of the shirt she wore. It was the same shirt that she’d stolen at the mall a while ago. ‘Dangerous’ was scrawled in green over the black shirt. She and Kim had argued over the pants before they left. Kim wanted her to wear the black leather pants, while Shego elected for the more comfortable black jeans. Shego won using ‘it’s quieter and what if…’ argument.
At the sound of Shego’s voice, Monique turned to grin evilly at her. Shego pointedly ignored the look.
“Hey Shego… what would it take to get you in a dress?” Monique inquired, her voice dripping with sweetness.
“To fill my heart with the enjoyment of mounting your head on my wall,” Shego replied just as sweetly.
Monique made a face at her and Ron finally snapped out of it. He went over to Felix.
“Hey Ron,” Felix acknowledged, looking up from the dresses. Ron felt his chest tighten when the other boy looked at him. Whether it was from nerves or not, he wasn’t sure.
“Hey Felix, what’s up? I thought we were going to pick you up?” Ron asked, sitting down on the bed next to him.
“Oh yeah, about that. Monique called me up and asked me if I could help her get read. I have no clue why she picked me, but I wasn’t really doing anything so…” he shrugged. “Here I am.”
“That’s weird. Why didn’t she ask Kim or me?” Ron wondered out loud, a suspicion growing in the back of his mind.
Felix grinned. “Well, I’m betting that Kim was busy.” He pointed at Kim who was trying to get something in Shego’s hands. Kim was actually on her back, scrambling for whatever it was. “And I can guess why she didn’t call you.”
“What do you mean?” Ron blinked.
Felix motioned at his clothes. Ron was still in his cargo pants and black tee shirt from earlier.
“Oh…well…” Ron shrugged. “Wait, are you trying to tell me the reason she didn’t ask me is because I have no fashion sense?” Ron raised an eyebrow.
“Um, yeah. Yes, I am,” Felix grinned at him.
“Why you…” Ron pounced on the brown haired boy. Ron almost managed to give Felix a noogie before Felix got the upper hand.
“Look, monkey!” Shego yelled and pointed.
“Ahhhh!” Ron ducked and scrambled behind Felix before he had a chance to think.
Shego, Monique and Felix laughed. Kim did too, but tried to hide it.
“Okay, see that was just so not cool,” Ron said, getting up and brushing his pants off.
“I don’t know, I thought it was pretty funny.” Felix grinned widely. The comment and grin earned him a punch in the arm from Ron.
“Yeah, whatever. Can we go now?” Shego said, checking her nails.
After a while, everyone was finally outside and getting into the car. Which was when they found they had a problem. Felix’s wheelchair wouldn’t fit in Shego’s trunk, so it had to go in the back seat. To sum it all up…there wasn’t enough room. Monique ended up being the one to solve it all.
“Felix can sit in Ron’s lap,” Monique announced matter of factly.
Ron squeaked. “Why me?”
“He ain’t sittin’ on me ‘cause I don’t want to be wearing crushed velvet, y’hear?” she told him, one slender eyebrow raised trying to send him a message.
Ron gulped.
“Okay. Pick me up, dude,” Felix said finally.
Ron did a nervous little laugh. “Yeah, and I’ll drop you on your head while I’m at it.”
“Well, I guess he can sit on my lap. I can sit in the back,” Kim offered. Felix craned his neck to look at the red head, which was why he missed Monique grinding her stiletto heel into Ron’s foot.
Between Shego’s death glare and Monique’s heels, Ron found the nerve to do it.
“No, no. I’m just joking. I got you,” Ron announced and picked his friend up with ease. Ron’s body warmed the instant Felix touched him. He mentally cursed himself and told his body to settle down. Kim picked up the wheelchair and put it in the back. Then Monique slid in carefully, smoothing out the length of her black dress. Felix and Ron looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Ron lowered himself onto the seat and gingerly sat Felix in his lap. Felix wiggled in his lap, getting comfortable. Ron bit his lip and willed himself to be still. Grinning, Felix looked over his shoulder at Ron.
“Now don’t you be getting any ideas.” Felix winked at him. He made a face. “Hey Ron, I think your belt buckle is digging into me.” Felix moved from side to side in an attempt to get comfy. Ron thanked whatever deity there was in the sky that Felix couldn’t see his face.
“Heh, heh, yeah right. Like I would find your butt attractive,” Ron said. Monique shook her head, trying not to cry.
“Smooth,” she mouthed at him. Okay, so he was messing this up more than he could have ever expected. Why did everything always go wrong?
“Heh, heh, not in my car,” Shego said, an edge of steel in her voice.
Ron grinned at the villain. “Wouldn’t dream of it…sweetie.”
“Argh! That’s it!” Shego growled, let go of the steering wheel and swiped for Ron. The blond boy hid behind Felix and squeaked.
“Shego!” Kim yelled and grabbed the wheel. “Could you two just quit long enough for us to get there, please?!”
Shego snarled and took back the wheel. There were no more arguments until they got to where they were going. Upon entering, Felix gaped at the inside of the place. He needed a second for his eyes to adjust to the darkness and strobe lights. On the far wall an iridescent tree was painted and seemed to glow. Petals softened the footfalls of the people dancing to the beat of the current song. Felix looked up and found Ron staring at him intently. He grinned at his friend and Ron motioned his head to the bar. Without waiting to see if Felix would follow, Ron threaded his way to the crowd. Monique and Felix chatted amiably as they followed Ron.
“Dance with me,” Kim whispered in Shego’s ear and took the pale woman’s hand. Shego let herself be dragged into the dancing crowd, watching the lithe body of the red head before her with a grin.
It wasn’t long after the trio reached the bar that Monique broke off from them and went hunting for a man to dance with. She gave them a little wave and disappeared in the crowd on the dance floor.
“So I heard you could dance pretty well,” Felix said, completely at ease with his surroundings.
“A little. It depends on the song playing I guess,” Ron answered with a shrug and sat down.
“Monique and I were talking earlier. She was telling me about the time you met the Oh Boyz. Do you really know all their dance moves by heart?” he asked Ron and ordered a soda.
“Ron rubbed the back of his neck. “Heh, uh, yeah I do.”
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Let me see!” Felix rolled his eyes with a grin.
Ron smoothed back his hair and, unabashed, began to dance. Felix watched him wordlessly. Ron started to get lost in the beat, shut his eyes and just let his body move. Felix broke him out of it finally.
“Whoo! Go Ron!” he yelled and circled his fist in the air. Ron’s eyes snapped open and he stopped dancing immediately, a pink tinge to his cheeks.
“S-sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” Ron told him.
“Nah, it was great. You must’ve spent a long time working on those moves. Hey, there’s Monique,” Felix stated and pointed off to the right. Ron followed his gaze and spotted his friend dragging a dark haired man after her. Literally. She had his hand and was pulling him off across the floor. He had a bewildered expression on his face.
“You know, I almost feel bad for the guy.” Ron laughed. “I so know how that feels!”
Felix blinked. “You what?”
“Oh, I went out with Monique for awhile,” Ron replied.
“When was that?” Felix asked, sipping on a drink he’d ordered.
“Around six months ago or so. It didn’t work out,” Ron said and grabbed Felix’s drink.
“Hey!” Felix exclaimed and laughed. “Get your own! So what happened?”
Ron shrugged, took a drink then gave it back to Felix. “Nothing. We weren’t really going anywhere and…”
“And what?”
“Er, uh, I fell for someone else, so we broke up. No hard feelings.” Ron looked down at the floor, avoiding eye contact.
“Oh, well that’s cool. Hey, do you want to spend the night over at my house?” Felix asked casually.
“Now does this include a night of full on zombie bashing?” (2) Ron inquired. At Felix’s affirmative nod, Ron pumped his fist in the air. “Ah, booyah! Hell yes!”
Felix raised an eyebrow.
“Uh, yeah, well I haven’t played any video games since I was at your house a couple months ago,” he said sheepishly. Inside though, Ron was jumping around practically squealing with joy. He was going to get a chance to kick it off with Felix!
Rufus chose that time to make an appearance. Sticking his head out of Ron’s pocket, Rufus jumped into Felix’s lap and looked at him expectantly.
“What?” Felix asked the naked mole rat.
“Cheese!” Rufus squealed with excitement.
“Sorry, no can do buddy,” Ron told him. “You can have some later.”
Rufus slumped as Ron picked him up and put him back in his pocket.
“They make such a cute couple,” Felix stated out loud and motioned towards the dance floor. Ron looked in the direction Felix wanted and spotted Kim and Shego dancing. Shego had her arms wrapped loosely around Kim’s hips, watching her closely. The red head had her eyes closed and her arms around Shego’s neck. Neither woman seemed aware of the world.
“Yeah, they’re always like that. I think their limit for not touching one another is five minutes. You seem to be taking it well,” Ron remarked, looking at his friend.
Felix shrugged. “It’s none of my business. As long as Kim’s happy, who am I to bash who she dates?”
“So the fact that they’re both girls doesn’t bother you?”
“No, not really. I shouldn’t matter what body they’re in, so long as you love them,” Felix said, his blue eyes staring intently at Ron while he talked. Ron had to look at the floor. “Don’t you agree?”
“Yeah. I have to say the biggest problem I had with it was that it’s Shego.” Ron laughed. “I mean, Kim had to find the hardest relationship in Middleton.”
“True, but she looks like she’s enjoying it,” a low voice whispered in Ron’s ear.
“AHH!” Ron jumped. He could hear Felix’s laughter as he whirled around to meet a pair of emerald eyes. “S-Shego.”
Shego smirked at him, a hand on her hip. Kim came up behind her, a slight flush to her face.
“Hey guys,” she said. “Enjoying yourselves?”
“Yeah, this place is great!” Felix exclaimed enthusiastically. Shego split from the group and ordered a coke and rum.(3) A drink in her hand, she returned a few minutes later. She sipped at it, ignoring the glare she was getting from her lover.
“You know, you two would make a cute couple,” Shego stated out loud thoughtfully. They all blinked in shock. Felix broke the silence by laughing. It didn’t take long fro everyone to join in.
“So, lover boy,” Ron grinned and draped himself over Felix’s lap and wheelchair. “How about it? Wanna go out on a date with me?” Ron asked, making smoochy faces at him.
“Sure, where do you want to go?” he casually responded, flexing his hips a little under Ron. With a thump, Ron fell off Felix’s lap, his face beet red. Felix laughed at his antics. Even Shego chuckled at the fumbling blond boy. Kim, on the other hand, took it completely seriously.
“Wait, so-” started Kim, but was cut off by Shego running her fingers through her red hair. She whispered something in Kim’s ear then gently nipped the curve, making Kim flush to her hairline.
“Yeah, well, I…er-ahem…” Kim struggled to speak. Shego grinned mischievously and guided her away from the two boys. She looked back over her shoulder at Ron and winked at him. Since Ron was blocking his view, Felix didn’t see the wink. Ron’s mouth hung open. Did Shego just help him? Was she just…nice? To him? Ron turned to look at Felix.
“Geez, I didn’t mean to startle you that bad,” Felix joked.
“No, I- uh, never mind,” Ron shook his head, bewildered.
Monique came running up to them, looking slightly disheveled.
“Guys, uh, we gotta split. Now,” she said.
“What’s wrong?” Felix asked.
“Well, um let’s just say I’m that good,” she replied. By then, two guys could be barely seen pushing their way through the crowd. One looked to be about six feet tall, African American and was wearing a football jacket. The other had his hair in dreads and was smaller, but just as muscled. Nice.
The three of them turned to get out of there when a heavy hand descended on Ron’s shoulder.
“Hey, you wouldn’t be moving in on my woman, would you?” the shorter one asked him.
“Who me? Uh, no, not at all.” Ron laughed nervously.
“You mean my woman, right?” the football player glared at the shorter one.
“Oh, hell no…” the shorter one started and an argument ensued. Kim appeared at the elbow of the short one.
“Is there a problem?” she asked. The shorter man snaked an arm around her waist, winking at her. He didn’t get to say anything because Shego appeared in front of him, death written all over her face. Her right fist erupted in green flame and she upper cut him under the chin, sending him flying.
“What the hell are you? Some kind of freak?” The football player asked, taking a step back. Before Shego had a chance to attack, Kim acted. She pulled out her gatling gun and shot the rope over a beam on the ceiling and clipped the hook onto his pants then pulled down on the gun with all her body weight, lifting the man upside down and pulling his pants up too his ankles. Shego blinked.
“Nice,” she said, grinning at Kim.
“Maybe you should invest in some boxers without choo-choos on them,” Ron laughed. The guy growled and lunged for Ron.
“Uh hey guys, perhaps that’s our cue for an exit?” Monique suggested. Felix nodded in agreement and they left.
It was an uneventful ride in the car. Felix sat in Ron’s lap again, Kim was in the passenger seat and Monique sat next to the boys.
They dropped Monique off first. When Ron told them he was getting dropped off at Felix’s, nobody commented. Ron was expecting another argument with Shego but it never came. Weird. Shego followed Felix’s instruction and soon they pulled into the brown haired boy’s driveway.
Felix wiggled off of Ron’s lap so that he could get out. Ron bit his lip and shoved his hands in his pockets. This was going to be harder than he thought. Literally. Ron got out of the car and picked Felix up, avoiding any eye contact. Surprisingly, it was Shego who got out and unfolded the wheelchair. She winked at Ron as he sat Felix down.
“Have fun,” she smirked. Ron’s jaw fell. How did she- When did she find out? Ron nearly tripped.
“Thanks Shego, I’ll see you later!” Felix called out as Ron picked himself up.
“Whatever short stuff,” Shego said as she departed. Kim punched her in the arm.
“OW! What’d I do?” she asked innocently.
“Kim rolled her eyes. “You aren’t that innocent.” (4) Shego grinned as Felix and Ron disappeared into the house and pounced on Kim.
Felix yelled out a greeting to his mom and went directly to his room to grab his games. Ron watched him go and felt his muscles relax. He didn’t realize how tense he had been all night. The blond boy decided to make himself at home and flew through the air to land on the couch. He sprawled out and Rufus came out of his pocket to sit on his chest, chittering angrily.
“Sorry buddy,” Ron told the naked mole rat. Rufus seemed mollified by the apology. When Felix came back into the room, both their heads turned to look at him.
“How cute,” Felix said with a grin.
Ron snorted. “Need help?”
“Nope. I got it. I have to hook it up to the TV, give me a second.”
Ron shrugged and closed his eyes. He heard Felix rummaging around quietly. His eyes shot open when he heard Felix yelp.
“OW!”
“What happened?” Ron asked, looking over at his friend. He felt his face get hot when he saw that Felix was bent over, his head under the TV, looking up at the connections. His position, however, left his butt up in the air, in Ron’s full view.
“Oh nothing, a wire came out. Gimme a sec, I’ll get it.” He announced, his rear wiggling as he moved forward, looking for the wire. Ron shifted, feeling an uncomfortable bulge in his pants. This was not happening. Not now… Ron prayed.
“Hey Ron?” Felix called over his shoulder.
“Y-yeah?” Ron gulped.
“Could you come help me? There’s a switch on the other side above me. I can’t quite reach it, so…” he trailed off.
“Sure thing.” Ron got up and went over to his friend. With a tremendous effort, Ron managed to tear his eyes away from Felix’s fine physique and saw the switch he was talking about. The only way he could get that switch however was to stand where Felix’s bum was.
“Hey, could you scoot over?” he asked.
“Nope, can’t. I have to connect it at the same time you switch it on.” Shit.
Ron swallowed a lump in his throat and moved behind Felix. He tried to not touch, but after a second, he realized that was impossible. By now, Ron had a tent in his pants that Felix couldn’t miss. He leaned over to flip the switch.
“You okay up there?” Felix called over his shoulder and shifted his rear gently brushed the front of Ron’s pants. Ron felt his member twitch and he had to bite his lips to keep from screaming out. This is hell. This must be what hell is like, Ron thought. But if it was, he honestly wouldn’t trade it for the world.
“Okay… hit it!” Felix yelled and Ron flipped the switch. The TV turned on, so Ron assumed it had worked.
“Uh Ron?” Felix murmured.
“Yeah?”
“Are you gonna stay there all day?” he asked.
“Oh, oops!” Ron’s face flamed. He immediately sat back. A slight twinge of regret caused him to almost groan. It was driving him nuts, but… at the same time, it felt great.
Ron practically ran back to the couch, sat down and promptly put a pillow on his lap to hide his growing erection. Felix dragged himself out from under the TV and grinned up at his friend. Ron’s heart nearly stopped. With his hair mussed up and blue eyes sparkling. Felix looked… wonderful. Ron watched him as Felix lifted himself up on to the couch, noticing how the muscles played under his skin.
Now beside Ron, Felix grabbed a controller and threw one at Ron as well. Ron grinned at him.
“Ready to get your butt kicked?” Felix asked him.
“As if! You can try Felix, but nobody can stop The Ron.” Ron said, buffing his nails on his shirt.
Felix only snorted and the boys started playing their game. After a while, Felix asked Ron to grab him a drink. Ron did so and got himself one as well.
“I don’t have a cup holder over here. Could you set it on the table beside you?” Felix inquired, handing Ron the cup.
“Sure,” Ron replied and they went back to their zombie mayhem. Felix was actually really good so if Ron had any chance at beating him, he needed to concentrate. The only problem was that every ten minutes Felix needed a drink. So of course, he leaned over Ron to grab it, causing Ron’s fragile focus to shatter.(5) Every time he felt Felix lean over and put his chest on Ron’s thighs, the blond boy’s entire body warmed. He thanked whatever higher deity (6) there was for the pillow because without it, he didn’t know what he would do.
He wanted to ask Felix, but… what if he was repulsed? What if he didn’t want anything to do with Ron after that? He couldn’t bear it to see his friend turn away from him like that. Besides, if he asked Felix that now, no doubt he’d feel uncomfortable lying next to him in the bed tonight. So… Ron bided his time. He could wait… He felt his member harden more when Felix leaned over for another drink. Maybe.
And so the night went with Ron becoming more and more frustrated at every turn. It seemed as if every thing he did, Felix managed to taunt him unknowingly. Ron finally couldn’t take it anymore and begged off, saying he was going to take a shower.
Felix watched as he disappeared through the doorway and smirked.
1. Rin: Okay, I will state… that if Rysha EVER does this… I WILL CHOP YOUR FREAKING HEAD OFF AND SEND YOUR BODY TO A NUNNERY!!!!!!!!
Rysha: Fine… I’ll keep my god damn eyes on the road while I’m driving between 55 and 65 miles an hour.
Rin: And that includes hitting people in the backseat and making us drive into a guard rail…glares at Rysha OR killing the brakes 20 minutes away from safety! AND… um… 65 mph!
Rysha:… technically I didn’t hit the guard rail…
Rin: ….you almost did. AND NO MORE HYDROPLANING!
Rysha: Aww man…
2. Rysha: I hate zombies….
Rin: I don’t mind zombies. The zombie army will one day take over the world!! Then the necromancer will be killed by a demon… AND SALT SHALL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!!
3. Rin: Sorry… I had to make a comment about Coke somewhere in there. I HAD to…
Rysha: Alcohol… yum… goes into a trance
Rin: sneaks up behind Rysha and grabs her bum while she’s not paying attention…braces for the oncoming slaughter…
Rysha: blasts Rin in the face with an energy blast and watches her fly back 10 feet through the air Oops! Sorry. Reflexes you know.
Rin: ooooooooooooh, pretty little Gojyo’s… leaps to my feet I may feel pain… BUT MY TAIL IS STILL UNSCATHED!!!!!!!!
4. Rin: You wouldn’t BELIEVE how many times I hear this in a week… slumps It’s just not fair. I’m an angel!!!!!!!!
Rysha: breaks down into hysterical laughter You… angel… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rin: grins and wiggles her fingers at Rysha I’m an angel of mercy, Tenchi…
Rysha: Yeah well this guinea pig can phase through any stupid bonds!
Rin: Aww… so I guess handcuffs are out?
Rysha: With you… yes.
Rin: sniffs Denied again…
5. Rysha: WAHHHHHH!!!!!!!! It’s not fair I tell you, it’s not fair!!!!!
Rin: hehe, well you should actually thank Kaze, since he was the one who did it in the first place. I’m just… documenting certain activities.
Rysha: It was horrible….the pain! I didn’t even get laid for my suffering.
Rin: Yeah, yeah, you enjoyed it. Quit bitching grins
6. Rysha: SHINIGAMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rin: hangs my head and breaks down crying Why? WHY ME?!