| abstract | - "What the fuck possessed you little shit hole into leading us here, huh!?" Nikkotama Byakko cursed loudly. She wore an angry expression upon her visage, even more hostile than her normal expressions she usually wore when she was angry. This obviously wasn't her ideal place, evident by the mere fact that she angrily swatted every little insect which came into her reach. Oh, if those insects could read her facial expression then they would go the opposite direction. Once more, Nikkotama lifted her hand in a position which appeared as if she was going to hit another insect, however, this time, she had hit Izaya Yashin instead in the back of his head. It was hard hit — even for her. "Ow? Jesus Christ! Woman, you have quite the arm. How about you put that to use in battle, huh?" Izaya playfully said. He thought very little of his words and actions. All he simply thought was joke, joke, joke, flirting and joking. Well, we can say that he didn't take things very seriously. Nope, not at all. He would've kept on laughing if Nikkotama wouldn't have been smitten with him once more, demanding the answer to why he led the team to such a place. "If you'd stop hitting me, you would see the answer for yourself. In fact, it is quite simple! Shich-Chan, you know why, don't you?" Izaya questioned, turning the duo's attention to Shichirou Chiyo, the third member of their group. That Izaya. You tricky shinobi, Shichirou thought, coming to the realization that Izaya actually had no clue where he was going. He was just walking and walking and walking without a care. Truth is, this terrain irritated Shichirou much, much more than it did Nikkotama, but he was the most composed member of the team. He was never rattled, moved by fear. Nope, just about nothing frightened him. Even his female teammate ceased to scare him. It was nearly impossible. Perhaps the only thing he was frightened by was a world filled with nothing but men. "Well! Are you going to fucking say anything!?" Nikkotama cursed once more, her voice a bit more hostile than before. Shichirou was awoken from his temporary trance. He formed a bright smile and pointed his right index finger into the sky as if he was about to state something extremely deep and smart. He normally did. "Well, the answer is simple, Nikkotama. Izaya knew that others wouldn't dare venture into a place like this. Only people completely out of our mind would do this, and we can conclude that we are basically crazy. Especially Izaya," Shichirou said, winking over to Izaya before returning to his explanation. "Nevertheless, this was a tactic devised by Izaya to come here so that we wouldn't be pursued and so that we could sleep peacefully the first day. So, that is the reason we came here," Shichirou explained, expecting Nikkotama to buy it. Well, she didn't. "Oh? You're fucking serious then? Well, tell me when you devised this strategy Izaya", she demanded, adding an extra emphasis on the name. This was a hint for Shichirou to stay silent, or else. "Uh, maybe while we were walking," Izaya answered, shrugging afterwards. Truth be told, he had no plan. He was just walking. What could he do as of now? "That's what I thought, you shit holes!" Nikkotama said, this time her voice raised at a higher tone than previous. "I knew that following you was a mistake! And you . . . !" She turned her attention to Shichirou. "You're just a fucking liar! Sneaky, slippery, word-playing bastard!" the female cursed once more, spitting all over the place with ever syllable. Ugh, disgusting. But did she care? No. "Nikkotama, please calm down!" Shichirou begged, attempting to hold back all of his laughter. "We need to stay calm and composed. Especially in situations like these. Don't you understand? We lied to you because we knew you would act like this. It was a tactic over a tactic. Sorta like a flash-back over a flash . . ." Shichirou was abruptly interrupted. "Shut the hell up you! I've heard enough. Set up camp! Can you two at least do that, right?" Nikkotama demanded, dismissing the two to set up camp. Talk about being pissed. "Just sit down on your pretty ass, Tamatama. We, the man of our team, will do the dirty job for a woman as you," Izaya said with a sly grin to his female teammate. He pulled Shichirou with him by his ear and snickered as Nikkotama cursed more colorful words at him. "Ouch, ouch, ouch, stop pulling me by my ear," Shichirou complained as he tried to pry off Izaya's hand that clamped his right ear. "You know that I'm a sensitive boy!" "N'aawwh, you're so adorable Shichi-chan." Izaya released Shichirou's ear after he checked if Nikkotama hadn't sneakily followed them. It was stupid of him to actually watch around several times as he could feel that Nikkotama was still at their self-made camp. "Well, spit it out — you're not fooling me, Iza." Izaya snickered once again and his eyes gleamed up in the shadow that was provided by the mist bank. Shichirou sighed briefly and knew that his friend had a devilish plan in his mind. It better be good to separate us of Nikko-chan, he thought playfully as he remembered the Nikkotama's priceless face after Izaya complimented her. "You sly fox!" Shichirou exclaimed as Izaya pulled out their scroll that Nikkotama was originally holding in her pocket. "When did you steal it from her?" he questioned as he put his hand underneath his chin. "Eh, who says I had ever handed her the scroll. Kidding, love! I stole it from her just before she demanded that we had to set up the camp. Now as for the plan," he began to whisper the plan in Shichirou's ear and a smug grin plastered on his face as he finished telling. "FINALLY!" yelled Nikkotama as the boys returned to their camp. "You fucking bastards ran away from me despite knowing that we are in the middle of a DAMNED forest with fucking beasts roaming around!" She stood up and walked towards the two boys and stood in front of them with her arm crossed. Not to mention that Nikkotama looked beyond pissed at the duo and especially this time at Shichirou. "I demand an explanation of both of you morons that left me in this gross place, ALL ALONE. Though, I'm very disappointed in you Shichirou because I didn't expect YOU to blindly follow that moron." "You're a cruel woman, Tamatama. Look. I forcefully dragged him along to scout the area with me," Izaya lied smoothly to the girl. "Didn't I tell you that we, the men of the team, would fix everything?" Nikkotama closely narrowed her eyes at Izaya. She knew better than to belief every single word that he uttered as he could lie even about a little fly. "What do you have to fucking say about it?" she questioned harshly and glared dangerously at Shichirou. He, on the other hand, was beaded with sweat-drops as the kunoichi stepped closer at him. "Well, what about it, huh? You know that we don't have fucking all day." Shichirou feared to slip his mouth of the plan Izaya and he had formed. He gathered his courage and said the words that would become his death. "I like you, Nikko-chan. You know I've always and I jus . . . couldn't resist to hold up my feelings any longer." He said innocently to his teammate and had to hold his laughter at Nikkotama's shocked and priceless face. "Shichirou . . . Izaya . . . I despise the both of you! Stupid flirts and liars," she responded fiercely before walking back to her previous position. Izaya whistled at Nikkotama's reaction, whom would've normally beaten them up like a piece of paper. That's a good sign. "Fuckers, get a move on and eat," she yelled at them. I wished too soon, muttered Izaya in his mind and playfully pushed Shichirou forward as he made his way towards Nikkotama.
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