[fics] Hawiian Shirt & a Yaiba crossover
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ickaimpSeems like I'm posting these things in pairs. o_O Strange.
It was horrible.
Hideous.
Aoko had never seen such a garish collection of clashing colours and shapes before.
It was making her queasy just looking at it. The temptation was great to simply attempt to stab her eyes out with her eraser.
She knew better than to ask 'why' however. Asking 'Why' brought around evil smirking grins and questions about sanity. 'What' and 'How' brought around similar responses. Actually, 'How' simply made her head hurt and she'd long ago given up trying to solve that one, having long ago realised that it was easier just to sweatdrop and nod.
Which left one relatively safe question she could ask.
"Where the heck did you find such a terrible Hawaiian print shirt?!"
Kaito, dressed in the hideously tacky Hawaiian shirt over a sleeveless muscle shirt, Bermuda shorts, and flip flops lifted the sung glasses from his face from his place on a beach chair in front of the classroom heater. Plastic Palm trees, a painted canvas ocean scene, beach towels, a cooler and a few beach balls completed the image. "Aoko!" He beamed. "Wanna lei?"
The question was just enough to throw her off guard enough for her to toss a necklace of flowers around her neck. Roses, she noted. Trust Kaito to put his own spin on things. She raised an eyebrow. "You do realise that it's pouring rain outside, don't you?"
He just grinned, motioning to an empty beach chair next to him. "Care to join me? I can have you changed in a second."
"Pass."
Hakuba and Akako paused behind her. "Do we really want to know?"
Aoko's response was immediate. "No."
The rest of the class seemed to find it amusing, and cast several looks in their direction, giggling. The sound of steel drums whispered out from behind the palm trees, adding to the tropical atmosphere.
"Is that a pina colada?!" Akako inquired, pointing to the coconut with the paper umbrella he held in his hand.
He beamed. "Yup!"
"Ooo!" Her face lit up. A brief billow of smoke accompanied by the sound of a thunder clap later, she reclined on the beach chair next to him dressed in a tight black form fitting one piece bathing suit.
Kaito didn't blink, passed her a coconut of her own from the cooler.
"Oh, dear." Hakuba rubbed his forehead like he had the start of a headache as he turned and headed towards his desk. "He's contagious."
"No, I think the weather has just gotten to him." Aoko insisted as she followed him, the lei of roses still around her neck.
Kaito simply grinned, settling back in his chair to wait for the bell to ring before returning to his seat. He still had a few minutes after all.
"How long did it take for you to set this up?" Akako inquired softly, sipping her drink through the straw that stuck out of it.
"About a week." He admitted, his voice equally soft, pitched not to carry. "The hardest part was smuggling it all here without Aoko noticing."
"I'll bet. The prop trees and the background from the drama department are a nice touch." She commented, reclining back in her chair. "It's a welcome distraction from the rain we've been having, but it's missing some of your usual flair. I'm wondering where the trick is."
"Give it time." He smirked, slipping his sunglasses back on his face. "I'll have Hakuba in one of these shirts by the end of the day."
She laughed quietly in return, lifting her glass in a silent toast.
-fin-
Everything to Aoko's question was from yesterday. Really couldn't get much of a mental picture past Akako in a swimsuit lounging in the chair and talking to Kaito.
*sings* ""If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain?"
*ahem* sorry
***
"There is something that has been puzzling me." Hakuba mused as Kuroba and Aoko did their acrobatic ballet around the classroom with a mop and a card gun.
Akako raised an inquiring eyebrow. "Ho?"
"Why do they not get into trouble for this?" He motioned to the pair as Kuroba literally bounced off a wall, leap-frogged off a student and continued across the room, Aoko's mop deftly avoiding missing people and desks. "At any other learning institution, they would be sent to the principals office or expelled for unruly behaviour."
"Oh, that's right." Akako blinked. "You haven't been here long, have you?"
"... Not too long..."
The door to the classroom suddenly slid open, a screaming reptilian frog that was taller than he was ran in, waving his arms in circles. "I WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TOO, MERO!"
Hakuba stared. He'd never known that frogs could talk.
The door barely had time to shut when a short spiky haired boy ran in waving a sword. "Shounosuke!!!! You're not supposed to be here! Go home!"
He chased after the running frog, which was somehow getting in the middle of The Swing Mop Dance of Kaito and Aoko without actually getting hit. The boy jumped in as well, swinging his sword around causing the magician to do extra flips and Aoko to duck.
"YAAAAIIIIBBBBAAAAA!!!!" The door opened a third time and a girl riding on the back of a roly-poly tiger waving an umbrella charged in. "How many times do I have to tell you not to sword fight in the halls?!"
"Shounosuke started it!" The spiky haired boy shouted back, not the least bit disturbed.
Hakuba's eyes grew about the size of dinner plates.
A few students ducked or moved to the side to avoid the mad-cap scramble, but otherwise no one really seemed to notice.
"Hi, Sayaka!" Aoko chirped, ducking a sword swing and thrusting her mop at Kuroba, who flipped over the frog, using him as a shield. "How's it going?"
"The usual." The ponytailed girl sighed as the tiger made an impressive sounding roar. "You?"
"Not too bad." Aoko replied.
"WAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" The frog took off running, still waving his arms around in little circles.
"Shounosuke!!!" Yaiba took off after the frog. "Kagetora! After him!"
"Mrrrow!" The tiger followed the short boy out the door, back into the hallway.
"See you later, Aoko!" Sayaka waved.
"Bai!" Aoko spared a wave back before charging at Kuroba again. Kuroba returned to bouncing off the walls instead of behind people.
And once again, things were back to normal.
Or what could be considered normal for their classroom.
Hakuba continued to stare at where the mad dance had taken place a moment before. It took a minute before he swallowed, pulled his jaw up from the ground and blinked, his eyes returning to their normal size.
"So in comparison, they're..."
"Mild, yes." Akako nodded.
One of Hakuba's eyebrows rose. "I was going to say lacking in claws and fangs and sharp swords..."
-fin-
Sayaka is the ponytailed girl that follows Yaiba around, Kagetora is the tiger and Shounosuke is rapidly becoming one of my favourite characters of the series, mero. If they don't eat him.
Notes to self for Pomp fics: Haggis/Misu, Toffee, Math/Origami
It was horrible.
Hideous.
Aoko had never seen such a garish collection of clashing colours and shapes before.
It was making her queasy just looking at it. The temptation was great to simply attempt to stab her eyes out with her eraser.
She knew better than to ask 'why' however. Asking 'Why' brought around evil smirking grins and questions about sanity. 'What' and 'How' brought around similar responses. Actually, 'How' simply made her head hurt and she'd long ago given up trying to solve that one, having long ago realised that it was easier just to sweatdrop and nod.
Which left one relatively safe question she could ask.
"Where the heck did you find such a terrible Hawaiian print shirt?!"
Kaito, dressed in the hideously tacky Hawaiian shirt over a sleeveless muscle shirt, Bermuda shorts, and flip flops lifted the sung glasses from his face from his place on a beach chair in front of the classroom heater. Plastic Palm trees, a painted canvas ocean scene, beach towels, a cooler and a few beach balls completed the image. "Aoko!" He beamed. "Wanna lei?"
The question was just enough to throw her off guard enough for her to toss a necklace of flowers around her neck. Roses, she noted. Trust Kaito to put his own spin on things. She raised an eyebrow. "You do realise that it's pouring rain outside, don't you?"
He just grinned, motioning to an empty beach chair next to him. "Care to join me? I can have you changed in a second."
"Pass."
Hakuba and Akako paused behind her. "Do we really want to know?"
Aoko's response was immediate. "No."
The rest of the class seemed to find it amusing, and cast several looks in their direction, giggling. The sound of steel drums whispered out from behind the palm trees, adding to the tropical atmosphere.
"Is that a pina colada?!" Akako inquired, pointing to the coconut with the paper umbrella he held in his hand.
He beamed. "Yup!"
"Ooo!" Her face lit up. A brief billow of smoke accompanied by the sound of a thunder clap later, she reclined on the beach chair next to him dressed in a tight black form fitting one piece bathing suit.
Kaito didn't blink, passed her a coconut of her own from the cooler.
"Oh, dear." Hakuba rubbed his forehead like he had the start of a headache as he turned and headed towards his desk. "He's contagious."
"No, I think the weather has just gotten to him." Aoko insisted as she followed him, the lei of roses still around her neck.
Kaito simply grinned, settling back in his chair to wait for the bell to ring before returning to his seat. He still had a few minutes after all.
"How long did it take for you to set this up?" Akako inquired softly, sipping her drink through the straw that stuck out of it.
"About a week." He admitted, his voice equally soft, pitched not to carry. "The hardest part was smuggling it all here without Aoko noticing."
"I'll bet. The prop trees and the background from the drama department are a nice touch." She commented, reclining back in her chair. "It's a welcome distraction from the rain we've been having, but it's missing some of your usual flair. I'm wondering where the trick is."
"Give it time." He smirked, slipping his sunglasses back on his face. "I'll have Hakuba in one of these shirts by the end of the day."
She laughed quietly in return, lifting her glass in a silent toast.
-fin-
Everything to Aoko's question was from yesterday. Really couldn't get much of a mental picture past Akako in a swimsuit lounging in the chair and talking to Kaito.
*sings* ""If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain?"
*ahem* sorry
***
"There is something that has been puzzling me." Hakuba mused as Kuroba and Aoko did their acrobatic ballet around the classroom with a mop and a card gun.
Akako raised an inquiring eyebrow. "Ho?"
"Why do they not get into trouble for this?" He motioned to the pair as Kuroba literally bounced off a wall, leap-frogged off a student and continued across the room, Aoko's mop deftly avoiding missing people and desks. "At any other learning institution, they would be sent to the principals office or expelled for unruly behaviour."
"Oh, that's right." Akako blinked. "You haven't been here long, have you?"
"... Not too long..."
The door to the classroom suddenly slid open, a screaming reptilian frog that was taller than he was ran in, waving his arms in circles. "I WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TOO, MERO!"
Hakuba stared. He'd never known that frogs could talk.
The door barely had time to shut when a short spiky haired boy ran in waving a sword. "Shounosuke!!!! You're not supposed to be here! Go home!"
He chased after the running frog, which was somehow getting in the middle of The Swing Mop Dance of Kaito and Aoko without actually getting hit. The boy jumped in as well, swinging his sword around causing the magician to do extra flips and Aoko to duck.
"YAAAAIIIIBBBBAAAAA!!!!" The door opened a third time and a girl riding on the back of a roly-poly tiger waving an umbrella charged in. "How many times do I have to tell you not to sword fight in the halls?!"
"Shounosuke started it!" The spiky haired boy shouted back, not the least bit disturbed.
Hakuba's eyes grew about the size of dinner plates.
A few students ducked or moved to the side to avoid the mad-cap scramble, but otherwise no one really seemed to notice.
"Hi, Sayaka!" Aoko chirped, ducking a sword swing and thrusting her mop at Kuroba, who flipped over the frog, using him as a shield. "How's it going?"
"The usual." The ponytailed girl sighed as the tiger made an impressive sounding roar. "You?"
"Not too bad." Aoko replied.
"WAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" The frog took off running, still waving his arms around in little circles.
"Shounosuke!!!" Yaiba took off after the frog. "Kagetora! After him!"
"Mrrrow!" The tiger followed the short boy out the door, back into the hallway.
"See you later, Aoko!" Sayaka waved.
"Bai!" Aoko spared a wave back before charging at Kuroba again. Kuroba returned to bouncing off the walls instead of behind people.
And once again, things were back to normal.
Or what could be considered normal for their classroom.
Hakuba continued to stare at where the mad dance had taken place a moment before. It took a minute before he swallowed, pulled his jaw up from the ground and blinked, his eyes returning to their normal size.
"So in comparison, they're..."
"Mild, yes." Akako nodded.
One of Hakuba's eyebrows rose. "I was going to say lacking in claws and fangs and sharp swords..."
-fin-
Sayaka is the ponytailed girl that follows Yaiba around, Kagetora is the tiger and Shounosuke is rapidly becoming one of my favourite characters of the series, mero. If they don't eat him.
Notes to self for Pomp fics: Haggis/Misu, Toffee, Math/Origami
