A/N: ...Hey, haven't seen you guys in a while. :'D It's been what, a year and a half? Oops.

Either way, I wanted to write something light-hearted. Sorry that it's so short, but I'm just trying to get back in the mood right now. I hope to finish this soon, so for all of you that remember me: please stick with me for a bit longer!

Also, I love Mizuki.

Disclaimer: All rights go to their respective owners.

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O for Outrageous Pets

"No."

"But it would be so fabulous-"

"For the last time, Mizuki-senpai, I said no." Yuuta rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing. "We already have enough crazy things in our room already."

Mizuki rolled his eyes, dropping down onto the sofa lazily. "But just think about all that we could do with it! We could get a fantastic purple one, and use it for tennis training and get it to predict match scores!"

"Senpai, are you even listening to me?" Yuuta groaned, trying his best to be the mature one. "For one, that freak octopus incident during the world cup was just an accident. And even if all octopuses knew how to-"

"Octopi."

Yuuta sighed. "Why would they make a pie out of octopuses?"

Mizuki threw his hands up in the air and cried, "Octopi is the plural form of octopus, idiot!"

"Anyway," Yuuta continued, "even if these... 'octopi' could determine our match results, I'd much rather rely on myself to make it happen. I'm not going to take some stupid creature's word for it. Especially if it's purple." He paused, "And how the hell would it be good for tennis training?"

"Yuuta, I'm disappointed in you." Mizuki frowned, starting to inspect his nails. "Really, I thought you would be more supportive as a roommate to let me have my freedom."

Letting out another heavy sigh, Yuuta started out the door for his evening run. "The only pies allowed in our room are the edible ones, okay?"

Mizuki responded with a pout, still inspecting his cuticles.

Not thirty minutes later, Yuuta came back to see that his beloved tennis bag had been removed from where it sat on his dresser, replaced by a giant aquarium tank. He didn't even need to look inside to know what had happened. Instead, he glared at Mizuki.

"What?" Mizuki smiled back innocently. "Octopi are edible too, you know."

"I hate you and everything you stand for." Yuuta replied, scowling.

Mizuki threw his head back and laughed. Still scowling, Yuuta turned to take an actual look at the octopus, and then he raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you said you wanted a purple one," he mumbled as the distinctly orange octopus floated around its new home.

As a response, Mizuki only shook his head. "Oh, Yuuta Yuuta Yuuta. You were the one who suggested 'pies' in the first place. And didn't I tell you to always look at your surroundings?"

Yuuta turned to his right. A giant purple octopus stood next to him. Yuuta opened his mouth, and then closed it. The octopus reached out to grab him with a slimy tentacle, and then ate him.

Mizuki kept laughing.

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And then Yuuta woke up.

The first thing he said after he assessed that he was still very much alive was, "We are not getting any octopi."

Mizuki only stared at him from where he was getting dressed.

Yuuta flushed, glaring. "We are not getting any octopi on any circumstances."

"Did somebody have a nightmare?" Grinning, Mizuki buttoned up his shirt and walked over to sit on Yuuta's bed.

"I did not," Yuuta replied quickly, half-heartedly trying to shove Mizuki off his bed. "I'm just saying that for future references." He paused. "Let's put that into our roommate's contract. No outrageous pets."

Mizuki raised an eyebrow. "You know, the more you talk about it the more I find that I don't want to know." Brushing off his sleeves, he got up and put on his school blazer. "I'm leaving for breakfast now, don't take too long to get ready."

Yuuta sat up in his bed, frowning. "You are not going to bring any pets into our room, alright?"

Sighing, Mizuki turned around. "So you're saying that we can't bring any animals in here?"

Yuuta nodded.

Mizuki smiled. "Good. I'm glad Fuji Syuusuke is no longer going to be visiting us anymore." He slammed the door on his way out.

"Mizuki-senpai!"

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In the Fuji household, breakfast had already started.

"Good morning, Syuusuke." Yumiko greeted as her brother came down the stairs. "Did you have a good sleep?"

Fuji smiled at his sister. "Hey, nee-san, can you do me a favour?"

"Sure," she smiled back, pouring milk into her cereal. "What is it?"

"Could you predict today's fortune? I was thinking of visiting Yuuta this afternoon." Fuji handed her the tarot cards and sat down in front of his own bowl of cereal.

Yumiko calmly ate her cereal, turning over a tarot card. It predicted a tragic accident.

Across the table, Fuji chuckled to himself.