19 Years Being Beautiful
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Theresa

Hotohori paced back and forth. He took out his mirror and looked at it.

He sighed with relief, "I'm still beautiful", he thought. I'm getting older, I might lose my beauty. Nuriko comes running into the room.

"Nuriko", Hotohori said, "am I still beautiful?" Nuriko looked at him, flabbergasted. "Of course, Hotohori-sama", Nuriko said, drooling.

"You must get dressed, we'll be seeing Miaka and the others later".

Half an hour later, Miaka, Yui, Keisuke and Tetsuya stood in front of ShiJinTenchi Sho...and waited.

"Is this really going to work?", Keisuke said in exasperation. "Are you sure they're coming?"

Suddenly, a bright light shone, and appeared.....Tasuki in a tux.

"Tasuki?", Yui said, "is that you?"

"Shut the f*#@ up, he raged, reddening. "Nuriko made me do it, and Koji".

Another light shone and Tamahome, Chiriko and Mitsukake make their entrances, wearing polo shirts and pants.

"Damn! Am I the only one wearing this?!?!" Tasuki said, "I'll kill ya' Nuriko when you get here!!"

"Ooooh, Tasuki's wearing a tux...",Tamahome crooned.

"Shut up, Tama!" Tasuki yelled. "I'll kick your f#!$$%# a#%, if you don't shut up!"

"Oooh, really? Impressing Koji lately?" Tamahome snickered.

"That's it! LEKKA SHIEN!! Tasuki raged, burning Tama.

"Yamete, Tasuki!" Miaka yelled.

Too late, Tama was burnt to a crisp with nothing left except his boxer shorts with Nakago's faces printed in SD.

The Suzaku seishii stared at Tamahome. "You traitor!", Tasuki yelled. "You're supposed to hate Nakago, remember?" [a brawl begins, complete with the smoky cloud]

"LEKKA SHIEN!" Tasuki yelled.

"Why you...", Tama said, pulling Tasuki's pants downward to reveal.... boxers with Tomo's face printed inside cute little hearts.

"Who's the traitor?" Tamahome said gleefully, "I thought you loved Koji!"

"Shut up, obake-chan!", Tasuki yelled, his face reddening.

Tamahome's face glowed and his hair stood up.

"Ne, Tamahome, where is Hotohori, Nuriko and Chichiri?", Miaka said, trying to calm Tama-chan down.

A bright light shone again. Out came...Nakago?

"What's he doing here?!

Who the hell invited you?!", Tasuki yelled.

"It's me, no da!" Chichiri said happily. "Fooled you again no da!"

All breathed sighs of relief.

"Where's Hotohori and Nuriko?", Tetsuya asked, looking indcredulously at the boxer-clad Tasuki and Tamahome.

"They'll arrive...just about now, no da!" Chichiri said, looking at his watch, this time having the Chichiri's DA Club Logo printed on it.

The bright light shone again, bringing Hotohori and Nuriko this time. Hotohori was thankfully NOT wearing his bucket hat and duck shoes, but clad in slacks, a white Chinese shirt with long sleeves and regular shoes. Nuriko was dressed in jeans and a shirt, he blanched as he saw Tasuki stepping forward menacingly towards him.

"Maa, Tasuki-kun.....", Nuriko said nervously, "I thought everyone would dress that way...".

"Why, you..LEKKA--" Tasuki was cut off in his sentence when he noticed members of the NuriFC had arrived and were glaring at him.

Keisuke cleared his throat. "Er, aren't we here to celebrate Hotohori's birthday, not to flame each other", he said, looking pointedly at Tasuki. Tasuki grinned sheepishly. "Sorry", he muttered.

"When do we eat, when do we eat?", Miaka complained, "I'm starving!"

"Baka, you're always hungry", Nuriko said.

"I think we could eat now!", Yui said.

"Wait! Sorry we're late", the members of the Tamahome Fan Club said, as they walked through the door.

"Tamahome!", one of the members squealed, running towards him.

"Chotto! 100 gold ryu, first", Tamahome said, holding out his palm.

"ITADAKIMASU!", Miaka said as she started to gulp down a bowl of er--jello and reached for the peaches.

"CAN WE GET STARTED NOW???!!!", Nuriko yelled. "THIS IS A PARTY FOR HOTOHORI-SAMA!!"

All actions stopped. Music stopped. Everyone looked at Hotohori.

"Gomene, Hotohori!", Miaka said sorrowfully, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!"

Everyone joined into a full-launched off-key-howling-dog birthday song.

"HABBI BERFHDAY DO WOO!", Miaka warbled at the last note, her mouth still stuffed with peaches. Everyone chorused: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BEAUTIFUL HOTOHORI-SAMA!!!!".......

"Ano, I meant Happy Birthday, Hotohori", Miaka added after she swallowed the remaining peaches in her mouth.

"Open the presents, open the presents", Miaka chanted.

Nuriko ran forward. "Happy birthday, Hotohori-sama", he whispered breathlessly as he jutted out a box with a big, red bow tied on top.

Hotohori opened the box and found a big doll of Nuriko himself, also tied with a big red bow.

"A..a..arigato, Nuriko",he said.

Tamahome came forward....handing him a box with Hoto-sama's face printed in SD....out came...a teddy bear.

"Can I have the one Miaka gave you? This bear is in exchange for the one Miaka gave you", Tamahome said.

He changed his words as he saw Hotohori glaring at him. "Okay, okay, keep the bear. Can you give at least 20 ryu for the wrapping?" Tamahome ducked as Hotohori pulled out his duck shoes and threw it at him.

Mitsukake gave Hotohori a small box. Hotohori pulled out a small bottle labeled "Acne control for Emperors:Guaranteed acne removal",

"If ever you get a pimples", Mitsukake said.

"D..domo", Hotohori said and sweatdropped.

Chiriko came up, giving him a flat package. Hotohori opened the package and pulled out a copy of "Sun Tzu: The Art of War".

"For you, Hotohori sama, if you ever battle Kutou again", Chiriko said smiling broadly.

"Arigato, Chiriko", Hotohori said, also smiling broadly.

Chichiri stepped forward. "Here's my present, no da!", giving Hotohori a lumpy package. Hotohori opened the package and pulled out....a beeper.

"When we report to you, we'll just use the beeper, no da!", Chichiri said.

"H..hai", Hotohori stammered.

"Ne, ne, what's the number, Chichiri?", Miaka asked, miraculously still able to speak after stuffing her face with sesame rolls.

"Ah, dial 1277-45323, no da!", Chichiri replied.

At last Tasuki came forward and shoved something into Hotohori-sama's hands. It was the a set of passes to Mt. Leikaku. "Visit us anytime, use these passes so you don't pay toll", Tasuki said.

"Hotohori?", Yui said. "Do you mind if I give you a present?" She handed him a neatly folded package. Inside it was a brand new-extra large mirror.

"I hope this will make up for what I did and I know---Hotohori?",Yui said.

By this time Hotohori was grinning broadly and was already looking at the mirror.

"Doshite, Hotohori?", Miaka said as she handed him a large container. Hotohori opened the container and found....salad.

"A..are?", he stammered, "Domo..."

"Vegetables are good for you", Miaka said as she slurped the remaining soup off her bowl, "and also because that was the only remaining thing that was left in the fridge, I ate them all".

"One more time!", Nuriko yelled and started singing the off-key Happy Birthday song, changing the lyrics.

"Happy birthday to you, May Suzaku bless you, hope you stay like that always.....Happy Birthday to You!" [clap clap]

"Maybe we can eat now, then", Hotohori said, walking towards the table. Everyone stared in horror as the realization hit them...the table was now empty. All looked at Miaka.

"GAK! YOU FINISHED ALL THE FOOD, MIAKA!!!!!"

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::)Hotohori-sama, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

* Gomene minna, if this thing is quite long.

Only the last parts of the fic where Hotohori arrived when the real party started. Since I don't know much people in the FYML yet, or the members of the TFC, NuriFC and SHFC, gomen, no names are listed here to avoid..unequality....-_-'

I'm not sure what age Hotohori-sama would be in April 2. Maybe 19? This fic is not to bash any characters at all, forgive me if I did, and wrote mostly based on the anime i.e Miaka always stuffing her face and all.

*Thanks to all who replied on my questions, thanks for your suggestions

*THANK YOU VERY MUCH RITZ-CHAN!!! DOMO ARIGATO!!! I was able to repair this in time...^.^


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~Theresa

Theresa

I'm so tired...


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