Yeah, I know what you're gonna say. "Where's the next part of Too Many Identities? " Well, I'm sorry, but yesterday, when I came back from my last exam (heheheh), I realized that Xmas was really close, and that I had to work on my Xmas fic! But I started working on the next part of TMI, I swear!
I came up with this when I was watching an episode of The X-Files (How the Ghosts Stole Chritmas), which is just hilarious! Anyway, it's kinda short, because I wasn't sure if it was good enough. Anyway, tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: Les anges dans nos campagnes... Come on, minna, sing, get in the spirit! I asked the rights to Sailor Moon to Santa-san every year since I began watching it, but I haven't gotten them yet, so in ten days, they just HAVE to be there, I'm sure they'll be... But until then, I guess BSSM doesn't belong to me!
Title: A Night in a Haunted House
Rating: a lot of blood... kidding, I'd give it a PG-13
By: ME!!!!
[email protected]
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Motoki-san? They're gonna kill each other in there! " cried Minako.
"Yeah, how many times have we tried to lock them up in the same room, and it never worked. They'd just scream at each other until we let them out! " approved Ami.
"Yeah! And what's the point in locking them up into a supposedly haunted house! The only thing that's gonna happen is that she'll strangle him to death because she'll be hanging to his neck all night! " added Rei.
At this, Motoki had an evil smile curving his lips.
"I think that's exactly what he wants, guys! " said Makoto with the same smile.
"But what if there really ARE ghosts?! " asked Minako, sounding terrified.
Everyone rolled their eyes at her. Seeing that she was ignored, Minako sighed. She knew the story of this house, and she knew without a doubt that it was all true. So she was really afraid for her two friends, who were currently inside.
They were all standing, on this cold Christmas Eve, at the porch of a big house, known in the neiborhood for the mysterious deaths that had occured during the last eighty years.
"Come on, you guys, she wouldn't kill him... you wouldn't kill the person you love would you? " teased Motoki.
"I hate you. "
"It sure doesn't look like that to me, Odango Atama! "
"Why not? "
"Because you've been in my arms for the last half hour! " '...and making me feel wonderful things I'm not sure I should be feeling. ' Mamoru finished in his head.
"But I'm SCAAAAARED! " Usagi wailed.
"OK, let me guess. You really believe this stuff about this house being haunted, don't you? " he asked, exasperated.
"Of course I believe it! You don't? "
"Odango, there are no such things as ghosts. I don't know what the story of this place is and I really don't care to know, but it must be to make publicity to the neiborhood or something like that. Now let go of me. " '...before I kiss you. What's happening to me? '
"Oh come on Mamoru-san, everybody knows the story of the Star Crossed Lovers! " At this, Mamoru rolled his eyes while Usagi made a lovesick sigh. "About eighty years ago, a man and a woman fell madly in love. They got married and moved in toghether in this house, but about a month after that, he was called to be a soldier during World War 1. When he came back four years later, on a Chistmas Eve, they were so afraid of ever being seperated again that they commited a murder-suicide. Since then, every couple that has ever been here on this particular day of the year has suffered the same fate. " finished Usagi, still hanging on her archenemy's neck, sitting on his lap.
Suddenly, they heard a big noise coming for upstairs.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Mamoru-san, it's the ghosts! " Usagi screamed, tightening her grip on Mamoru, effectively cutting his breathing.
"O...dango...can't...breathe...must be...on...ly rats..." Wrong thing to say, because she screamed even louder and squeezed him tighter.
"Yuck, yuck, yuck, rats! I HATE rats! "
And she released him, both to his and his lungs' pleasure. Then, she started running in every direction, panic having taken control over her thoughts and actions. Once his breathing was back to normal, Mamoru decided that if he was to survive the night, he had to calm her down somehow. So, he grabed her by her shoulders and held her in place.
"Odango Atama, calm down, will ya? I said there were rats only to tease you, it was probably just the wind. As for the ghosts, I still think that it's just a legend, " he said reassuringly, which made her eyes brighten with hope.
Mamoru felt his stomach do flip-flops, so he did the only thing that seemed to make them go away.
He teased her.
"Of course, an air head like you would believe everything you're told, so I shouldn't be surprised. " he shot at her, taking a step toward his nemesis.
"You'll get your proof tonight. And I am not an air head. " replied Usagi, steping forward too, accepting his unspoken challenge.
"Oh, right! I'm sorry, I forgot. You're not an air head, you're a Dumpling Head, Odango Atama. " taking another step in her direction.
"Cold hearted stuck-up dork. "
"Spaghetti brained ditz. "
"Jerk"
"Klutz"
"Moron."
"Pig."
They were now nose to nose.
Mamoru released her shoulders as if they were fire and walked away rapidly. The weird sensations he'd had earlier (and ever since he'd known her, for that matter) were back, and they were starting to scare him.
A LOT.
'Stupid Odango Atama, making me feel all weird and fuzzy inside. Stupid Motoki betting with me that I couldn't spend one night alone with her and not coming out of here without having...feelings for her. Stupid me for letting Motoki do this to me,' and the list keep going for a little while.
Meanwhile, Usagi's thoughts were along the same path.
'Minna no baka! Why did I let them drag me into this? Well, a month of free ice-cream at the arcade is good, but sleeping in here, with all the ghosts and Mamoru-baka is scary... But I wouldn't mind if he held me like he did earlier...' her toughts were interrupted by another rather loud noise.
"Mamoru-san, are you sure that's just the wind? It sounded more like footsteps to me," she asked, frightened.
"Odango, there are absolutely NO ghosts here, alright?"
"Can't we get a look around together, just to make sure? Please?"
Seeing her puppy-dog eyes and her adorable 'Adorable, what am I thinking?!' face, Mamoru found he couldn't say no to her. Besides, those noises really DID sound like footsteps...
"Alright, alright! Come on, let's go ghost-hunting," he said, giving an exagerated sigh, making a show of being annoyed, when he secretly was really happy beyond words when he saw her face light up as he agreed.
"Oh thank you! Come on, let's go!" Usagi said as she took his hand and practically dragged him up the stairs.
When they were there, she started to sing "Mission Impossible" and moving around like a really bad secret agent. Charmed by her, Mamoru laughed.
"Aren't you supposed to be scared now?" Mamoru asked, really confused. She sure was not like other girls.
"I am, but this is soooo exciting! " Usagi answered, giggling. Another noise, coming from behind the door to her right, made them jump. She took his right hand, which sent his heart beating even faster than it already was.
"Mamoru-san, I'm really really scared now. We're gonna die, I just know we are," she said, panicked.
"Relax, Odango Atama, we're not gonna die, I'll protect you."
She looked up at him, and saw the truth and sincerity there. She smiled at him and relaxed a little and took hold of his arm instead of his hand, feeling a lot more secure.
His heart skipped a beat when she did that. He turned his head just in time to hide the silly grin that came to his face. But he knew he couldn't deny it anymore. Somewhere along the line, he'd fallen in love with his nemesis. His smile became even bigger and sillier when he fully comprehended the situation. He was in love... With Odango Atama. Now that was something he hadn't expected. But, boy did it feel good! Now, what to do? He'd have to win her heart, but how?
'Maybe if I play the part of the knight in shining armor tonight...'
But he didn't have time to think about it any longer for now the noise came again, full force.
"W... well, if you're not scared, ooo... open the door, and make this stop, " Usagi said, looking at Mamoru with teary and frightened eyes.
Seeing her expression, Mamoru almost felt his heart brake at the sight. So, he took he deep breath, and walked to the door.
What he saw when he opened it made him gasp.
So, what did he see? Only *I* know! Heheheh! Well, I'm really not sure about this story, it's been sleeping in the computer for a long time now... so, if you like it, please tell me, I'd feel so much better! Well, Meri Kurisumasu, minna!
I came up with this when I was watching an episode of The X-Files (How the Ghosts Stole Chritmas), which is just hilarious! Anyway, it's kinda short, because I wasn't sure if it was good enough. Anyway, tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: Les anges dans nos campagnes... Come on, minna, sing, get in the spirit! I asked the rights to Sailor Moon to Santa-san every year since I began watching it, but I haven't gotten them yet, so in ten days, they just HAVE to be there, I'm sure they'll be... But until then, I guess BSSM doesn't belong to me!
Title: A Night in a Haunted House
Rating: a lot of blood... kidding, I'd give it a PG-13
By: ME!!!!
[email protected]
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Motoki-san? They're gonna kill each other in there! " cried Minako.
"Yeah, how many times have we tried to lock them up in the same room, and it never worked. They'd just scream at each other until we let them out! " approved Ami.
"Yeah! And what's the point in locking them up into a supposedly haunted house! The only thing that's gonna happen is that she'll strangle him to death because she'll be hanging to his neck all night! " added Rei.
At this, Motoki had an evil smile curving his lips.
"I think that's exactly what he wants, guys! " said Makoto with the same smile.
"But what if there really ARE ghosts?! " asked Minako, sounding terrified.
Everyone rolled their eyes at her. Seeing that she was ignored, Minako sighed. She knew the story of this house, and she knew without a doubt that it was all true. So she was really afraid for her two friends, who were currently inside.
They were all standing, on this cold Christmas Eve, at the porch of a big house, known in the neiborhood for the mysterious deaths that had occured during the last eighty years.
"Come on, you guys, she wouldn't kill him... you wouldn't kill the person you love would you? " teased Motoki.
"I hate you. "
"It sure doesn't look like that to me, Odango Atama! "
"Why not? "
"Because you've been in my arms for the last half hour! " '...and making me feel wonderful things I'm not sure I should be feeling. ' Mamoru finished in his head.
"But I'm SCAAAAARED! " Usagi wailed.
"OK, let me guess. You really believe this stuff about this house being haunted, don't you? " he asked, exasperated.
"Of course I believe it! You don't? "
"Odango, there are no such things as ghosts. I don't know what the story of this place is and I really don't care to know, but it must be to make publicity to the neiborhood or something like that. Now let go of me. " '...before I kiss you. What's happening to me? '
"Oh come on Mamoru-san, everybody knows the story of the Star Crossed Lovers! " At this, Mamoru rolled his eyes while Usagi made a lovesick sigh. "About eighty years ago, a man and a woman fell madly in love. They got married and moved in toghether in this house, but about a month after that, he was called to be a soldier during World War 1. When he came back four years later, on a Chistmas Eve, they were so afraid of ever being seperated again that they commited a murder-suicide. Since then, every couple that has ever been here on this particular day of the year has suffered the same fate. " finished Usagi, still hanging on her archenemy's neck, sitting on his lap.
Suddenly, they heard a big noise coming for upstairs.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Mamoru-san, it's the ghosts! " Usagi screamed, tightening her grip on Mamoru, effectively cutting his breathing.
"O...dango...can't...breathe...must be...on...ly rats..." Wrong thing to say, because she screamed even louder and squeezed him tighter.
"Yuck, yuck, yuck, rats! I HATE rats! "
And she released him, both to his and his lungs' pleasure. Then, she started running in every direction, panic having taken control over her thoughts and actions. Once his breathing was back to normal, Mamoru decided that if he was to survive the night, he had to calm her down somehow. So, he grabed her by her shoulders and held her in place.
"Odango Atama, calm down, will ya? I said there were rats only to tease you, it was probably just the wind. As for the ghosts, I still think that it's just a legend, " he said reassuringly, which made her eyes brighten with hope.
Mamoru felt his stomach do flip-flops, so he did the only thing that seemed to make them go away.
He teased her.
"Of course, an air head like you would believe everything you're told, so I shouldn't be surprised. " he shot at her, taking a step toward his nemesis.
"You'll get your proof tonight. And I am not an air head. " replied Usagi, steping forward too, accepting his unspoken challenge.
"Oh, right! I'm sorry, I forgot. You're not an air head, you're a Dumpling Head, Odango Atama. " taking another step in her direction.
"Cold hearted stuck-up dork. "
"Spaghetti brained ditz. "
"Jerk"
"Klutz"
"Moron."
"Pig."
They were now nose to nose.
Mamoru released her shoulders as if they were fire and walked away rapidly. The weird sensations he'd had earlier (and ever since he'd known her, for that matter) were back, and they were starting to scare him.
A LOT.
'Stupid Odango Atama, making me feel all weird and fuzzy inside. Stupid Motoki betting with me that I couldn't spend one night alone with her and not coming out of here without having...feelings for her. Stupid me for letting Motoki do this to me,' and the list keep going for a little while.
Meanwhile, Usagi's thoughts were along the same path.
'Minna no baka! Why did I let them drag me into this? Well, a month of free ice-cream at the arcade is good, but sleeping in here, with all the ghosts and Mamoru-baka is scary... But I wouldn't mind if he held me like he did earlier...' her toughts were interrupted by another rather loud noise.
"Mamoru-san, are you sure that's just the wind? It sounded more like footsteps to me," she asked, frightened.
"Odango, there are absolutely NO ghosts here, alright?"
"Can't we get a look around together, just to make sure? Please?"
Seeing her puppy-dog eyes and her adorable 'Adorable, what am I thinking?!' face, Mamoru found he couldn't say no to her. Besides, those noises really DID sound like footsteps...
"Alright, alright! Come on, let's go ghost-hunting," he said, giving an exagerated sigh, making a show of being annoyed, when he secretly was really happy beyond words when he saw her face light up as he agreed.
"Oh thank you! Come on, let's go!" Usagi said as she took his hand and practically dragged him up the stairs.
When they were there, she started to sing "Mission Impossible" and moving around like a really bad secret agent. Charmed by her, Mamoru laughed.
"Aren't you supposed to be scared now?" Mamoru asked, really confused. She sure was not like other girls.
"I am, but this is soooo exciting! " Usagi answered, giggling. Another noise, coming from behind the door to her right, made them jump. She took his right hand, which sent his heart beating even faster than it already was.
"Mamoru-san, I'm really really scared now. We're gonna die, I just know we are," she said, panicked.
"Relax, Odango Atama, we're not gonna die, I'll protect you."
She looked up at him, and saw the truth and sincerity there. She smiled at him and relaxed a little and took hold of his arm instead of his hand, feeling a lot more secure.
His heart skipped a beat when she did that. He turned his head just in time to hide the silly grin that came to his face. But he knew he couldn't deny it anymore. Somewhere along the line, he'd fallen in love with his nemesis. His smile became even bigger and sillier when he fully comprehended the situation. He was in love... With Odango Atama. Now that was something he hadn't expected. But, boy did it feel good! Now, what to do? He'd have to win her heart, but how?
'Maybe if I play the part of the knight in shining armor tonight...'
But he didn't have time to think about it any longer for now the noise came again, full force.
"W... well, if you're not scared, ooo... open the door, and make this stop, " Usagi said, looking at Mamoru with teary and frightened eyes.
Seeing her expression, Mamoru almost felt his heart brake at the sight. So, he took he deep breath, and walked to the door.
What he saw when he opened it made him gasp.
So, what did he see? Only *I* know! Heheheh! Well, I'm really not sure about this story, it's been sleeping in the computer for a long time now... so, if you like it, please tell me, I'd feel so much better! Well, Meri Kurisumasu, minna!