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A/N: Okay, we’re back! Though it has been a long time since we last updated…Unfortunately, our ultimatum was not reached (sob) but…I can’t help it…I just have to post this one!
Hinataluv: Whee! You’re here again! Thanks for reviewing and I do hope you’ll like this…
Sakuni: mamMie!!! Read this, and then tell me what you think (grin)
That goes for everyone as well. I really do hope that you’ll like it and LAUGH J Demanding aren’t I? Oh by the way, Never Ending Promise won’t be updated in a while…Though I’m already halfway through, and am starting what may be a sequel AND a prequel, the computer’s busted and so is the internet. So just a little patience, next time I update that, it’ll be five chapters longer (wide grin)…As long as Sakuni doesn’t keep on snatching my notebook away from me…
Rea: …What’ll I say?
Uhh…For the first time, she’s at a loss for words. O.O
Rea: I’m so sad…About…the reviews…I don’t feel like…continuing…
Rea: …I like slave driving…
Rea: Especially crizarah
What the…?! SOMEBODY SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
We turned over to look at the venue which we were all trying so hard not to look at and found…
“I think Mitsu-chan is dead!”
…Tezuka lying on the ground, a large, ugly bruise on his forehead and half of the clipboard he once held beside him. The other one…was in the new manager’s hands.
“It wasn’t my fault, it’s his,” she said in a singsong voice while pointing at a seemingly dead Tezuka.
Everyone was in shock – complete and utter shock – at what had transpired.
“Ryu-za-ki-sen-sei…” Her voice was still the same she used earlier. “If he’s really dead, could you hurry and call the medics? I don’t want others to see the result of my crime – err, his suicide attempt.” Now she was smiling a smile that was not unlike Fuji’s – very sadistic while pretending to be innocent.
Half of the club fainted.
The Regulars were following Tezuka home. Why? Because he was going home…with the new manager.
“What’s Tezuka doing?” Oishi fretted. “He’s going to ruin his life by…!!”
“Calm down, fuku-buchou,” Momoshiro said coolly. “I’m sure they won’t do that.”
Oishi stopped, causing the others to bump into him. “Do what?”
“What you had in mind,” Fuji said with his usual (sadistic) smile. “Saa, let’s keep quiet or they’re bound to notice us.”
“How did I end up going along with this stupidity anyway?” the freshman prodigy complained. Continue reading