That didn't help him all that much at the moment.
"C'mon, Kaoru!" Tina called out as she nuzzled her cheek against his, and let her tail curl happily behind her. "Dontcha wanna party? It's gonna be a blast!"
"Ha! As if Hanabishi-sama would want to celebrate in such a crude way!" sniffed Mayu.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me... animal woman!"
"You take that back!"
"I will not!" the rich prodigy snapped. "You are so brutish that you'd fit in with all those animals that you love so!"
"Ha! You don't know how wonderful they are! But then, you wouldn't... puppy girl!"
"How dare you call me a puppy! Mayu is a college student!"
"In college or not, you're still a little brat!"
Trying to not groan in frustration, and not able to quite manage that, he turned to look at the other girl in the room.
Aoi just gave him an understanding and sympathetic look.
It was only a little tidbit, but it was all that he was going to get right then, and he could only sigh as he realized that she was as uncertain as to solve the situation as he was.
"Yay, Misaki-chi!" called out the girl as a trio of middle school students sat at their table in the restaurant.
The brown haired girl in front of the speaker blushed and ducked her head. "It's not really all that much, Tamayo...."
"'Not much'? Come on! You aced all your practice matches! This calls for a celebration!"
"I don't know...."
"I do know! We should be excited that she's doing so well, right, Kotaro?"
"Give it a rest," the black haired boy who rounded out the trio sighed. "Misaki did do well...."
"You see, you agree with me!"
"Don't put words in my mouth!"
"Oh?"
Kotaro scowled at the canine Tribal. "I was just going to say that we should be happy for her, but not freak her out...."
"So, you want to protect your dear Misaki-chi, and put me down?"
"Yes... no.... Come on, can't we just.... GAK!"
"What were you saying?" Tamayo asked as she wrapped one leg around one of Kotaro's and put him in a headlock.
Misaki just held her Angel in one hand, and scratched the side of her head with the other, laughing nervously.
"No, not a chance, isn't going to happen," the Tribal in the really revealing maid's outfit barked, crossing her arms in an 'x' shape.
The rather smarmy looking boy standing in front of her smirked slightly. "Is that so? Don't you mean that since you work for me, you have to put it on?"
"I don't think so, and there's no chance that you're going to change my mind, Yoshitaka!"
"But it looks pretty cute, Izumi...." murmured the younger Tribal next to her.
"'Cute', Mitsuki? It's only made to be perverted!"
"Then you won't wear it?"
"Of course not!"
"Then I have something else for you to try on that should fit a tiger Tribal," the boss of the two Tribal maids drawled.
"You do?"
"I do."
"And...."
"Take a look at... THIS!" he declared, whipping out what looked like a g-string bikini with various little pieces of military combat gear.
"Absolutely... NOT!" Izumi shrieked, and punted him down the hallway.
"Wow.... Looks like he's bouncing a lot," Mitsuki commented innocently, holding a finger to her lips.
"I hope that he hits hard every time he smacks into something!"
"I guess so. But there is one thing."
"What's that?"
"You know, he could probably put everything that gets broken when he hits into them on your tab."
Izumi opened her mouth to speak... and then slumped slightly, while:
(Posted Thu, 19 Oct 2006 09:43)
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