“I spent all afternoon looking, and I didn’t find a WORD to explain what happened to Ken-kun.” Omi complained. He sat around the table, drinking a hot chocolate. Aya was there with a tea. (Orange pekoe) and Yohji had a coffee (instant, since the others had to boil water, anyway)
“You should have been working on your project.” Aya was annoyed that Omi had wasted his time, but Yohji thought that they should have seen it coming. Omi wasn’t in on this whole affair, and Ken was his friend. Of course he’d try to help.
“But look at Ken-kun!” Omi insisted. “I couldn’t just do nothing.” Ken was lying on his stomach on the floor, batting around a rolled up pair of socks. At one point, the socks got away from Ken and struck the side door.
”Goooal!” he said happily, and went to retrieve the socks, which belonged to Aya, by the way.
Yohji tried to handle the argument diplomatically.
“Look, Omi. Aya and I are handling the situation with Ken. You just concentrate on your schoolwork.” He reassured Omi, placing a hand on the kid’s shoulder. Omi didn’t seem to be convinced, and he still looked worried.
“Are you sure he’ll be okay?” Omi asked.
“Positive.” Answered Yohji.
“GOOOAL!” Said Ken.
That night, Ken couldn’t sleep. Heck, he could hardly even lie still. He was itching to prowl around, hunt something. There was only one problem: no mission. As if the Commander would issue a mission with Ken in his current state. Dang. MAN, he was bored.
That was when Ken’s thoughts drifted to the squirrel he’d chased up the tree. What if it was still there? Those things were buggers to catch, he knew. He could just hunt that thing! Ken slid out of bed, and dressed in his mission gear. His paws didn’t fit into the gloves, but with his own claws, he figured that he wouldn’t need them. Once he was ready, Ken went outside in search of his target: The Squirrel. That hideously evil being that had hissed at him that morning, provoking the half-hour long chase. He approached the last known location of The Squirrel with caution. Ken got no sign that his target was there, and if it was, that it had noticed him. Ken suspected that it was still there, biding its time, waiting to strike at nekoKen once more. Clearly, pre-emptive action was needed. Ken grabbed hold of the closest branch, and hoisted himself into the tree. Slowly he scaled it, as silently as he could manage, listening for signs of the enemy. It was only when he got to the upper branches that he heard the telltale scratches and chatterings of… *dun dun DUNN!* The Squirrel. He snatched for it, but The Squirrel dodged, and made for the ground. Ken gave chase.
The hunt had begun
Whee! I wrote another chapter! If only I could be so productive with the nameless Yaoi fic I’ve been trying to write. It’s the plot, you see. Half a chapter in, and I get bored with it. So now I need a new plot, only my creative juices don’t seem to be flowing well as of late. I blame the arrival of exam season. It is upon me.
Anywhoo, please keep up with the feedback! Thanks.