Warnings: shonen-ai, OOC, attempted humor
Disclaimer: Most things belong to Clamp, Hello Kitty belongs to Sanrio
Apologies to: Terry Pratchett for the AshkEnte ritual, Neil Gaiman for Death misuse...
X: CHIBIFICATION
by Beth [email protected]
"Trata-ta-ta-ta! Good Morning!!"
Kamui blinked his large violet eyes and started to reluctantly unravel himself from the nest of bedsheets, cursing Keiichi for presenting him with a Hello Kitty alarm clock that spoke with such a cheerfully cute voice. He continued muttering obscenities while he sat on the edge of the bed. Kamui *hated* cute...
He realized that his feet didn't reach the floor.
He blinked and looked at his hands. They were chubbier than he remembered.
Neglecting mundane stuff like walking, he got to the mirror in one flying jump. Then he screamed.
"Kamui-kun? What is it?" Yuzuriha opened the door, also still in her pajamas and with adorably tousled hair.
Kamui's jaw dropped. So did Yuzuriha's. She looked about to say something, but the boy dragged her to the mirror and pointed at it wordlessly.
"We..." The inugami mistress seemed to have trouble processing the image before her. "We're CHIBI!!!!!"
--- * ---
An hour later an impromptu conference of the Dragons of Heaven was held in the Imonoyama residence. Kamui was annoyed to find out that while all Seals had been victims of super-deformation, the Detectives were still in their adult bodies.
"So what do we do now?" Seiichiro asked. He pushed his glasses up his chibi nose. "I can't go to work like this!"
"I almost got *stepped on* on my way here!" Karen added.
"I think we have more pressing problems," Subaru stated. "Like the Dragons of Earth." He seemed annoyed that his usual calm and serious look came out as a rather cute pout when applied to a chibi face.
"Don't we always?" Sorata muttered. He was too busy staring at the now much fuller figure of Arashi.
The priestess spared him a cold glare before adding her opinion. "I think Sumeragi-san is right. Our powers are greatly reduced in this state, and if the Angels find out, they'll make short work of us.
"We should find out what caused this," Arashi announced, folding her tiny arms. "Hinoto-hime is our best bet."
"How about we go for ice-cream before?" Yuzuriha asked. "With the size difference, the regular portions will be huge now!"
"Yeah!" Kamui agreed, his irritation lifting. He noticed that everyone in the room was staring at him. "What?"
"You're... cheerful, Shirou-san," Nokoru said. "Very cheerful."
"Chibis don't angst," Subaru noted. "They can be sad, but never for long."
"How come you know so much?" Sorata peered at him with suspicion.
The Sumeragi sweatdropped. "Uh... my sister used to read a lot of manga..." He blushed and quickly changed the topic. "We should go now - we need to get back to normal, quick!"
"Why?" Akira asked. He picked up Kamui, ignoring the furious glare the chibi was giving him. "I think you all look CUTE!"
The super-deformed Seals fell over.
--- * ---
some time later...
--- * ---
A row of adorable short figures sat dejectedly on top of the Diet building, most of them licking absently at ice-cream cones. The breeze tugged at Arashi's hair and Subaru's trenchcoat.
"So the dreamgazer knows nothing," Seiichiro sighed.
"Did she have to *laugh* so hard??" Karen demanded. "And Souhi and Hien, too!"
"So what do we do now?" Sorata asked.
"I could check my books..." the onmyouji mused.
An ominous guitar riff sounded from some conveniently-placed shadows. The chibi-Seals scrambled into battle poses.
"Just look at them..." Fuuma's voice echoed in the suddenly-still air. His eyes glinted in the darkness. "The great defenders of humanity..."
Kamui couldn't take it any longer. He took off with a scream, heading straight for his nemesis; he paused in mid-air to throw his ice-cream at Subaru, who caught it deftly.
"You weren't kidding when you said chibis don't angst..." Sorata muttered. "Or mope around, period."
Kamui gathered his energy into a ball of light that shone dramatically in the shadows, then blinked.
Fuuma was standing on a crate. He was decidedly chubbier than before, though in a thoroughly cute way.
"You're chibi," Kamui stated. He realized he was still hanging in the air and landed next to his super-deformed twin star.
"So are you."
"Actually, that's the problem," Yuuto remarked from further in the shadows. He moved into the light, together with Nataku, Satsuki and Kusanagi. None of them were over two feet tall. "We thought you might know something about that."
"How to stop it affecting my powers," Satsuki added. She looked with absolute (and cute) disgust at Inuki, who was sniffing her feet. She snapped her fingers, but produced only a few ineffectual sparks.
"And how to remove it." Kusanagi shuddered. "I can't go to my unit looking like this!"
"Oh cheer up, Kusa-chan!" Yuzuriha said. "Want some ice-cream?"
"Sure..." he muttered, lighting up considerably.
"Can I have some too, Kamui-chan?" Fuuma asked. "Uh... you did have a cone a moment before?"
"Here." Subaru thrust the ice-cream at the two Kamuis, not caring which one intercepted it. "We need to learn what's going on, Hinoto knows nothing, I've had enough and I want to know where Seishirou-san is."
"He's not picking up his phone," Yuuto said. He flashed a brilliant chibi-smile at Karen, who blushed cutely, while Seiichiro fumed. In chibi form this meant small lightning was flashing around his head, which made Sorata check if he hadn't unleashed his power accidentally.
"I'll go get him." If looks could kill, there'd be a high fatality count on the Diet Building's roof. "Tokyo Tower. One hour. *All* of you." He stormed off, trenchcoat fluttering dramatically.
"Whatever happened to chibi-ness reducing negative emotions?" Arashi mused.
"It doesn't work on fury, as long as he looks cute being furious," Satsuki explained.
"*You* read *manga*?" Yuzuriha asked, her eyes narrowed to slits.
The chibi computer genius sweatdropped. "I... got a volume of "Wish" as a bonus with my mail-order of Clover..."
Inuki expressed the feelings of everyone present. He said "Woof."
--- * ---
"Seishirou-san! I know you're in there!" Subaru stomped his little feet, then kicked at the door to the Sakurazukamori's apartment.
Finally a muffled voice from inside muttered, "Go away."
"Shan't."
"Subaru-kun..."
"Seishirou-san..."
"It's no use making puppy-eyes at me through the door, you know."
"But Seishirou-san..." Subaru made sure to put an extra bit of wobble in his voice.
"Go. Away."
The younger onmyouji shrugged. If you can't use the easy way...
The door exploded in a very satisfying shower of splinters, knocking Seishirou onto the floor. He rubbed his head, checking whether it was still in one piece.
"You brought Kamui-chan with you?" he asked, pushing himself up.
"I can blow things up too," Subaru stated. Then he took in the sight before him.
Seishirou Sakurazuka was, of course, chibi. He was also wearing black satin pajamas. With pink sakura on them. And he was clutching a blanket. A purple one.
Subaru gaped.
"Won't you give me a hand, Subaru-kun?" the Sakurazukamori asked.
The younger onmyouji helped him up wordlessly.
"Now, what was it you wanted so desperately?"
"I need your help to find out what caused the- transformation." Subaru was trying to avoid looking at the way the midnight satin clung to his opponent's skin - even considering it was outlining an SD body, the effect was disconcerting to him. "There's a ritual that calls someone who'll probably know, but it needs eight magicians - you, me, Kishuu-san, Arisugawa-san, Nekoi-san, Kusanagi-san, Monou-san and Kamui. I told them to meet me in an hour at Tokyo Tower, so-"
"No."
"Seishirou-san..."
"I. Am. Not. Going. To. Let. Anyone. See. Me. Like. This," Seishirou growled. "I have an image to uphold."
"*I'm* seeing you right now," Subaru pointed out.
"But you're special to me, Subaru-kun..." Seishirou decided that the Sumeragi looked doubly cute when chibi *and* blushing. "Besides," he shrugged, "you blew the door down."
"Uh... yeah." Subaru sweatdropped. "But if you don't help me, we might stay this way forever!"
"You do have a point," the Sakurazukamori mused. "One condition, Subaru-kun."
"What?"
"You let me take you out for ice-cream when all this is over."
Subaru's eyes narrowed. "Ice-cream."
"Yes."
"As in frozen sweet treats."
"Exactly."
"And not emotional torture, breaking bones or sakura S&M?"
"Why, I'm hurt, Subaru-kun..."
Disclaimer: Most things belong to Clamp, Hello Kitty belongs to Sanrio
Apologies to: Terry Pratchett for the AshkEnte ritual, Neil Gaiman for Death misuse...
X: CHIBIFICATION
by Beth [email protected]
"Trata-ta-ta-ta! Good Morning!!"
Kamui blinked his large violet eyes and started to reluctantly unravel himself from the nest of bedsheets, cursing Keiichi for presenting him with a Hello Kitty alarm clock that spoke with such a cheerfully cute voice. He continued muttering obscenities while he sat on the edge of the bed. Kamui *hated* cute...
He realized that his feet didn't reach the floor.
He blinked and looked at his hands. They were chubbier than he remembered.
Neglecting mundane stuff like walking, he got to the mirror in one flying jump. Then he screamed.
"Kamui-kun? What is it?" Yuzuriha opened the door, also still in her pajamas and with adorably tousled hair.
Kamui's jaw dropped. So did Yuzuriha's. She looked about to say something, but the boy dragged her to the mirror and pointed at it wordlessly.
"We..." The inugami mistress seemed to have trouble processing the image before her. "We're CHIBI!!!!!"
--- * ---
An hour later an impromptu conference of the Dragons of Heaven was held in the Imonoyama residence. Kamui was annoyed to find out that while all Seals had been victims of super-deformation, the Detectives were still in their adult bodies.
"So what do we do now?" Seiichiro asked. He pushed his glasses up his chibi nose. "I can't go to work like this!"
"I almost got *stepped on* on my way here!" Karen added.
"I think we have more pressing problems," Subaru stated. "Like the Dragons of Earth." He seemed annoyed that his usual calm and serious look came out as a rather cute pout when applied to a chibi face.
"Don't we always?" Sorata muttered. He was too busy staring at the now much fuller figure of Arashi.
The priestess spared him a cold glare before adding her opinion. "I think Sumeragi-san is right. Our powers are greatly reduced in this state, and if the Angels find out, they'll make short work of us.
"We should find out what caused this," Arashi announced, folding her tiny arms. "Hinoto-hime is our best bet."
"How about we go for ice-cream before?" Yuzuriha asked. "With the size difference, the regular portions will be huge now!"
"Yeah!" Kamui agreed, his irritation lifting. He noticed that everyone in the room was staring at him. "What?"
"You're... cheerful, Shirou-san," Nokoru said. "Very cheerful."
"Chibis don't angst," Subaru noted. "They can be sad, but never for long."
"How come you know so much?" Sorata peered at him with suspicion.
The Sumeragi sweatdropped. "Uh... my sister used to read a lot of manga..." He blushed and quickly changed the topic. "We should go now - we need to get back to normal, quick!"
"Why?" Akira asked. He picked up Kamui, ignoring the furious glare the chibi was giving him. "I think you all look CUTE!"
The super-deformed Seals fell over.
--- * ---
some time later...
--- * ---
A row of adorable short figures sat dejectedly on top of the Diet building, most of them licking absently at ice-cream cones. The breeze tugged at Arashi's hair and Subaru's trenchcoat.
"So the dreamgazer knows nothing," Seiichiro sighed.
"Did she have to *laugh* so hard??" Karen demanded. "And Souhi and Hien, too!"
"So what do we do now?" Sorata asked.
"I could check my books..." the onmyouji mused.
An ominous guitar riff sounded from some conveniently-placed shadows. The chibi-Seals scrambled into battle poses.
"Just look at them..." Fuuma's voice echoed in the suddenly-still air. His eyes glinted in the darkness. "The great defenders of humanity..."
Kamui couldn't take it any longer. He took off with a scream, heading straight for his nemesis; he paused in mid-air to throw his ice-cream at Subaru, who caught it deftly.
"You weren't kidding when you said chibis don't angst..." Sorata muttered. "Or mope around, period."
Kamui gathered his energy into a ball of light that shone dramatically in the shadows, then blinked.
Fuuma was standing on a crate. He was decidedly chubbier than before, though in a thoroughly cute way.
"You're chibi," Kamui stated. He realized he was still hanging in the air and landed next to his super-deformed twin star.
"So are you."
"Actually, that's the problem," Yuuto remarked from further in the shadows. He moved into the light, together with Nataku, Satsuki and Kusanagi. None of them were over two feet tall. "We thought you might know something about that."
"How to stop it affecting my powers," Satsuki added. She looked with absolute (and cute) disgust at Inuki, who was sniffing her feet. She snapped her fingers, but produced only a few ineffectual sparks.
"And how to remove it." Kusanagi shuddered. "I can't go to my unit looking like this!"
"Oh cheer up, Kusa-chan!" Yuzuriha said. "Want some ice-cream?"
"Sure..." he muttered, lighting up considerably.
"Can I have some too, Kamui-chan?" Fuuma asked. "Uh... you did have a cone a moment before?"
"Here." Subaru thrust the ice-cream at the two Kamuis, not caring which one intercepted it. "We need to learn what's going on, Hinoto knows nothing, I've had enough and I want to know where Seishirou-san is."
"He's not picking up his phone," Yuuto said. He flashed a brilliant chibi-smile at Karen, who blushed cutely, while Seiichiro fumed. In chibi form this meant small lightning was flashing around his head, which made Sorata check if he hadn't unleashed his power accidentally.
"I'll go get him." If looks could kill, there'd be a high fatality count on the Diet Building's roof. "Tokyo Tower. One hour. *All* of you." He stormed off, trenchcoat fluttering dramatically.
"Whatever happened to chibi-ness reducing negative emotions?" Arashi mused.
"It doesn't work on fury, as long as he looks cute being furious," Satsuki explained.
"*You* read *manga*?" Yuzuriha asked, her eyes narrowed to slits.
The chibi computer genius sweatdropped. "I... got a volume of "Wish" as a bonus with my mail-order of Clover..."
Inuki expressed the feelings of everyone present. He said "Woof."
--- * ---
"Seishirou-san! I know you're in there!" Subaru stomped his little feet, then kicked at the door to the Sakurazukamori's apartment.
Finally a muffled voice from inside muttered, "Go away."
"Shan't."
"Subaru-kun..."
"Seishirou-san..."
"It's no use making puppy-eyes at me through the door, you know."
"But Seishirou-san..." Subaru made sure to put an extra bit of wobble in his voice.
"Go. Away."
The younger onmyouji shrugged. If you can't use the easy way...
The door exploded in a very satisfying shower of splinters, knocking Seishirou onto the floor. He rubbed his head, checking whether it was still in one piece.
"You brought Kamui-chan with you?" he asked, pushing himself up.
"I can blow things up too," Subaru stated. Then he took in the sight before him.
Seishirou Sakurazuka was, of course, chibi. He was also wearing black satin pajamas. With pink sakura on them. And he was clutching a blanket. A purple one.
Subaru gaped.
"Won't you give me a hand, Subaru-kun?" the Sakurazukamori asked.
The younger onmyouji helped him up wordlessly.
"Now, what was it you wanted so desperately?"
"I need your help to find out what caused the- transformation." Subaru was trying to avoid looking at the way the midnight satin clung to his opponent's skin - even considering it was outlining an SD body, the effect was disconcerting to him. "There's a ritual that calls someone who'll probably know, but it needs eight magicians - you, me, Kishuu-san, Arisugawa-san, Nekoi-san, Kusanagi-san, Monou-san and Kamui. I told them to meet me in an hour at Tokyo Tower, so-"
"No."
"Seishirou-san..."
"I. Am. Not. Going. To. Let. Anyone. See. Me. Like. This," Seishirou growled. "I have an image to uphold."
"*I'm* seeing you right now," Subaru pointed out.
"But you're special to me, Subaru-kun..." Seishirou decided that the Sumeragi looked doubly cute when chibi *and* blushing. "Besides," he shrugged, "you blew the door down."
"Uh... yeah." Subaru sweatdropped. "But if you don't help me, we might stay this way forever!"
"You do have a point," the Sakurazukamori mused. "One condition, Subaru-kun."
"What?"
"You let me take you out for ice-cream when all this is over."
Subaru's eyes narrowed. "Ice-cream."
"Yes."
"As in frozen sweet treats."
"Exactly."
"And not emotional torture, breaking bones or sakura S&M?"
"Why, I'm hurt, Subaru-kun..."