Tales of Mismatch 5

Summary: Due to an oni's "special" attack, everyone's in for a loopy ride.

Disclaimer: Own nothing. Beta'ed by me so there's lots of grammar errors in there. Last part for Tales of Mismatch. Enjoy.

Komaki halted her attacks on Kyouichi. Both of them looked at the pile of Hisui and Daigo almost between them, a horrified expression painted on both brunettes' faces.

Tatsuma recovered from the blow immediately but he paled at the sight before him, trying to keep his stomach from heaving the strawberry milkshake he drank awhile ago. That'll be a waste of a darn good strawberry milkshake!

Aoi and Kyoko were rooted on their places from their slow trek back to the group. Kyoko looked shocked and excited while Aoi shrunk back, a very becoming blush on her pale visage.

"This will be a nice scoop!" Kyoko's gleeful exclamation echoed throughout the place, bringing a sort of normalcy to an otherwise, not so normal day.

And like a domino reaction, Kyouichi cursed loudly.

"What the hell?"

Everyone in the clearing could almost hear something broke. It was either the pink-fume effect of the oni or Hisui.

Hisui pushed Daigo off of his body and both males who were involved in the pile (Daigo and Hisui) rubbed their hands against their mouths vigorously. Hisui wanted to cry but his pride wouldn't let him but that did not mean that he could not cry inside. Crying was an understatement, he wanted to wail and throw a tantrum but what's done is done and he was unfortunately, one of the sacrificial lambs that broke whatever loony effect the oni held over them.

Daigo could not believe himself. He rubbed his mouth vigorously but not as much as the older man did. Even though it was through some weird circumstances that he lost his first kiss to Hisui, it felt kind of good…to be kissed by someone. But hey, Daigo may have liked the kiss but he did not want an encore. He only wanted and needed Komaki's kisses!

And slowly but surely, the day's events replayed in everyone's mind.

"Oh no! Komaki! I love you! Believe me!" Daigo shouted to the archer with tears sidling his eyes but his pleas were unheard by the scorned woman.

"M…my first…he…he…" Komaki trembled and looked slightly teary, her Tatsuma-worship overshadowed by Kyouichi's deed.

"Che…you should be thankful that I even gave you a kiss willingly tomboy. If I hadn't, you'd end up having your kisses stolen by Daigo." Kyouichi casually said, as if what happened earlier did not matter to him. His hands on his pockets, only a faint pink on his cheeks indicated that he also felt a bit uncomfortable of what happened that day.

On the other hand, Tatsuma was a bit amused and disappointed. Amused at his friends' antics and disappointed because unlike Kyouichi, he wasn't able to kiss his princess and the oni's effect was the perfect opportunity for it too! He shook his head and lamented his good guy personality. Good guys seldom get the girl or the kiss.

"I wonder when the next chance will be…" He mused to himself, trying to remember what type of oni they killed earlier.

Aoi bowed a couple of times to Kyoko. "I'm sorry, Kyoko-chan for being so mean and calling you bad names. I'm really sorry. I really am."

Kyoko held up her hands and said uneasily. "Likewise Aoi-chan. I didn't mean to be nasty or anything and whatever I said while I was being crazy, forget about it!" She recalled mentioning Kyouichi being her crush and Kyoko was a bit grateful that the sword-wielding guy didn't hear her…so embarrassing. If only she could make Tatsuma and Daigo keep her secret…A strange glint reflected on her glasses.

After apologizing more to her glasses-wearing friend, Aoi walked towards Hisui who was still obsessively rubbing his mouth while glaring daggers at Kyouichi who was not paying attention. Aoi could understand the glare after all, the brown-haired gangster was usually the one who comment quite rudely in this kind of situation but it looked like Kyouichi was kind of off.

Kyouichi's face was looking at the side and from what she can see, avoiding Komaki's teary and burning eyes. Burning for revenge from what Aoi could interpret. After staring at Kyouichi, Aoi let her eyes lingered to Tatsuma who was also staring at her.

Aoi blushed and looked down right away. "Oh…" Now, she could remember how she ignored the man's sweet words to her while still on her Daigo-love-mode. Her heart beat frantically in her chest, wishing badly that what he said to her was not due to the oni effect but she knew that that's wishful thinking. She kneeled beside Hisui and put a consoling hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, Hisui-san, for…you know." Blush still on her face but now, for a different reason.

The word "sacrifice" hung on the air between them.

"Y-you're welcome, Aoi-sama. Anything for you." Hisui muttered, his tone quivering a bit from his suppressed sob.

Hisui tried his best to appear gallant but he could not help it. He'll either break down or kill someone and the latter sounded so good to him right now.

"Maybe, you should lay down a bit. And therapy sounds nice, ne?"

Hisui nodded at his mistress' suggestion and went to his car. Pausing to admire his reflection, Hisui smiled grimly and cursed off the words 'French' and 'kiss'. They should not be put together in a sentence. Never.

Seeing that Aoi was alone, Tatsuma approached her. "Crazy day, isn't it?" The black-haired guy asked the black-haired girl.

"Yes." Aoi replied and nervously played the hem of her skirt, feeling awkward around the guy who was awhile ago confessing his undying love to her but now, was back to his laidback smiling self. It was so hard to read what he thought of her and her actions earlier. It made her anxious.

"Want some strawberry milkshake?" Tatsuma gave the girl a pleasant smile.

Before she could utter a word, she saw a blur of brown running passed her and away from another brown shaking a bow wildly.

"Stop running around, Kyouichi! You'll pay for what you did, enemy of women!"

"Damn, you're crazy tomboy! It's the oni's fault, not mine!"

Daigo also came running after the two with a huge boulder. "Die Kyouichi!" Followed by Kyoko who was waving a bunch of pictures and her camera, "Promise me you won't tell him, Daigo-saaaannnn!"

Aoi shook her head and smiled sweetly to Tatsuma. "Strawberry milkshake sounds nice."

Tatsuma grinned.

Inside the black van, Hisui sat on the driver seat. He stared emptily ahead and after awhile, let his head rest on the car's steering wheel.

Honking echoed throughout the deserted place.

Author's note:

Yes, I like crack (OTP- K x K) but I appreciate canon so I throw in some Aoi x Tatsuma in there. *smirks* And the rest are crack history. Hehe. Love the words 'sacrificial lamb'! Lol…HisuixDaigo… So, are you a canon stick-in-the-mud or like me, a crack what-the-hey-hey person? Or a cross hybrid?

P.S: If you thought Hisui and Daigo made out in front of everyone in that pile of limbs and likely traumatized everyone into breaking the oni's pink fume effect…Congratulations! You win a virtual cookie and a chance to give Hisui therapy, if not all of them! And oh…! Strawberry milkshake dates!