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[ooc: Log Post with SDC Crew and anyone who can wing by]

WHO: Fujiko, Jyabura, Lambo, Ipin, and everyone on the SDC ship with a bunch of surprise guests as they can manage it
WHAT: Jyabura and Fujiko are hiding from Friday the 13th and just to prove they are cursed, everyone keeps interrupting their hiding
WHEN: Friday the 13th (March, 2nd in a row)
WHERE: Jyabura's Room and SDC ship in general -- under the bed (not in)
WHY: To see how many interruptions we could get in one day and to fit in as many people as possible. Seriously, if you think you can have a MMverse reason for stopping by or just really really want to, DO SO :D We promise to love you for it.
WARNING: It's like PG (but with bad language because that's how a lot of the crew members are). Nothing too violent/sexual happens because anytime they think about it, someone crashes in. And the crackier the reasons, the better.

They'd made a blanket fort. Okay, Fujiko could acknowledge it was a little um... childish at best but she'd been serious about taking Silver's sarcastic suggestion to hide under a pile of blankets to heart. It worked for Gold Roger (sort of) so there had to be something to do it. They were stocked up. Painkillers for Jyabura after his fight from the night before, he was healing faster than any regular human could but she still worried. Grapes in case they got hungry and water bottles. Laptops, check. Books, check. And a mountain of blankets. The space under Jyabura's bed wasn't very big but it was fortifiable and that's what counted most. They weren't going to fake their own funerals (though after the sparring match it might have been easier to do) just in case it made Fate more mad than not. Still, hiding seemed like a very good idea and to hell with anyone who thought otherwise.

Besides the time at least would give her the chance to really focus on getting rid of Mello's virus. And however much he refused to admit it, Jyabura needed the rest.

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Jyabura knew that voice. He couldn't say he was all that surprised, really.

"Lambo, zip your fucking pants up and get the hell out of my room before I overhand you down the hall," he snarled, shimmying halfway out from under the bed to snatch the fallen remote off the floor and stop the movie. "Done in ten minutes, my ass. You're done now. And like it'd even take that long."

Okay, that was a low blow, but he was pissed. And it was his room.

Lambo froze where he was at the sound of that voice. Goddamnit. Of ALL the people for it to be, it just had to be Jyabura. Why did someone up there hate him so much? Nervously zipping up his pants, he stood on the bed and leaped off of it, not bothering to stop and get his DVD as he headed for the door. "I-I-I-I...s-s-sorry! P-Please don't k-kill m-m-m-me." Figuring that staying any longer would just result in more bodily harm than he was willing to take today, he sprinted out of the room, his face red as a tomato.

Grumbling, Jyabura shut the TV off and half-formed an evil plan to toss the DVD out the porthole later. He shuffled back under the bed and sat up, wincing a bit as the movement twinged at some of the worse bruises. "Awesome," he said, deadpan. "I'm not gonna be able to look at that kid for a month."

Fujiko was smirking bemusedly but a quick worried frown flashed over it when she caught his wince of pain, before it was replaced with the amused grin once more. "I'm pretty sure he'll be terrified for life," she grinned evilly. She was taking far too much amusement in their horrified embarrassment of one another but hell if it wasn't hilarious. Poor Lambo probably never would get to see the funny side to Jyabura, just the scary terrifying side for a long long time.

Gaging his movements carefully Fujiko grit her teeth in annoyance. He was hurting and being stubborn and if he didn't stop it she was going to kick his ass. "Lie down," she commanded brooking no objections (though she rarely put up with any at all), "All your extra muscle mass might be great for tekkai but you're too big." He'd probably see through the lie quite easily but she was worried and given how rare that feeling was (she could only count a couple very few times in her entire life over a person) it made her a little more flustered than she'd prefer to acknowledge.

Jyabura opted to just lie down like she said rather than ask what he was too big for. He got the feeling that she was just worried about him hurting himself, which was kind of nice, even if it made him feel like he should be protesting and pointing out the fact that it wasn't like he was gonna die or anything. "Only if you do too," he added. Maybe now they could get back to what they'd been trying to do before all the interruptions.

"Yeah ok," Fujiko happily agreed. She was tempted to take her jacket off, it was warm with all the blankets fortifying them and eventually decided to do so, sticking it by her laptop in a corner and sliding next to Jyabura. "You do realize though the minute I kiss you someone else is going to show up or something, right?" She nibbled his ear lightly for good measure. Fate was out to get them and if he was just going to wait for the worst moment possible they might as well get it over with.

"Fuck that," Jyabura said, turning a little to wrap his arm around her. "So what if they do?" He kissed her, deciding that if somebody did show up they could sit down and watch for all he cared.

"Mmnn," she muttered softly into his kiss. She didn't really care if someone saw them or not anymore but despite his current seeming claims of nonchalance, he had a tendency to get jumpy as hell about it. Maybe he was still a little in wolf brain since he'd told her once that every new thought that showed up was the whole world in wolf mode. She gently slid her hand around his neck carefully avoiding all the bruises and massaged sore muscle deftly in places it would help, not hurt.

Ooh. He kind of wanted to ask Fujiko not to stop doing that, but as long as she kept it up he didn't plan on using his mouth for anything other than what he was already. He growled a little, turning a bit more so he could slide one hand under her top. Hopefully if he played his cards right, she wouldn't try to convince him he should be resting.

Killua raced Gon down the hallway slamming right into Jyabura's door. He didn't open it though, just knocked loudly. "Hey Jyabura!!" he turned back to Gon, cracking up. "I totally won." Gon glared back.

"Killua you CHEATED! You went on TWO!"

"Nuh Uh! You're just slow! HEY JYABURA!" He knocked loudly again.

"Yeah huh! You went on two Killua! I heard it!"

"Nuh uh, you're just sore cause I beat you. Reigning champ."

"You're a cheater." Gon crossed his arms and scowled at Killua who grinned back cheekily.

"HEY JYABURA!! COME ON OUT IPIN SAID YOU WERE HIDING IN THERE!!" More echoing knocks.

Edited 2009-03-16 04:45 (UTC)

From the first knock Fujiko panicked slightly. Fate was out to get them and they were clearly not safe. She swore as she hit her head on the bed and scooted away, straightening her shirt and sliding out from other the bed. Her jacket was still off but at least she was presentable. She didn't want out from under the bed but Jyabura really needed to sit still so she opened the door. "Yes?" she tried to stay amused and not ferociously annoyed. She was horny and displeased at the interruption and suddenly her like of Killua was waning fast. She mostly succeeded with a smirking smile but her eyes flashed with a warning that said "this had better be good" if they noticed it.

Killua turned at the sound of the door opening and Gon hopped forward beaming up at Fujiko.

"Fujiko! Hey you're hiding too!" Gon exclaimed cheerily, completely oblivious to any looks, big happy grin plastered on his face.

Killua took in the rumpled clothes, the rumpled hair and leaned around her to look at the blankets under the bed. "Whatcha doin' in there?" He asked slyly.

Gon pointed behind him. "We thought you might like to go fishing! It's pretty safe and Killua and I can make sure nothing bad happens to you!"

Fishing? Fujiko not so secretly loved fishing. Part of her competitive nature and that Lupin and Jigen absolutely sucked at it. She could sit there reading a book and still always get the biggest and best fish with the least amount of bait and anything she could do better than them at was golden in her eyes.

Of course being offered to be protected by two boys, two younger boys, while mildly cute, was slightly galling. But Fujiko let it slide. After the incident where she jumped into Killua's lap thanks to sheer terror from Lal's centipedes she really didn't have any room to claim she didn't need help from kids.

"What kind of fishing?" she asked curiously, ignoring Killua's sly question and smirk and moving right past it. Whatever he thought they'd been doing was relatively accurate and it was pointless to deny or confirm the allegations. She momentarily forgot the plan to stay under the bed all day. But as soon as she glanced back at the bed to ask Jyabura if he was interested she remembered because Fate was still after the two of them and if she went fishing it'd be just her luck that her line would continuously snap, some dumb fish would swallow and take down her weights, the pole would snap and she'd accidentally hook a whale and have to figure out how to heal it.

Killua crouched down trying to see Jyabura hiding under it. "Are you seriously down there? My little brother did that when he was three!"

Gon spoke over Killua hoping to drown out his rudeness. "Deep sea fishing! This place as all kinds of neat fish! We're really good at it even though Killua gets weird about cooking things he's caught. It's tons of fun!!"

At this point, Jyabura was against the idea of ever getting out from under his bed again. He hadn't even know it was possible to be pissed off and turned on at the same time before, not to this degree, but it was Friday the 13th, after all...yeah, never moving again. And if Fujiko thought she was going fishing at a time like this, she had another thing coming.

"I don't think that'd be such a good idea," he said loudly, not even deigning to look out the peephole in the fort. If Killua tried to crawl under the bed, Jyabura was going to kick him.

Fujiko instantly caught the tone in his voice. A mixture of intense irritation and a "if you don't get back under here and let me take your shirt off I'm going to snap", it was a strangely familiar tone. Less familiar was the small sense of thrill and success and it gave her rather than her usual reaction of "time to run away."

"Hey make me a promise," Fujiko grinned, just barely refraining from chuckling, "Next day you guys go deep sea fishing I get to come with you and we'll see if we can catch a kraken!" She beamed ear to ear hoping to make Killua squirm. Just like Lupin, he got skeeved out by the idea of eating tentacles. "But I gotta take a raincheck for now." Her puppy was hurt and in hiding and she was going to stay by him. Possibly naked but probably not because Fate was a heartless bastard like that.

Killua made a face. "Nasty. I'd rather have swordfish." He straightened up, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Isn't hiding in the room good enough, why you gotta hide under the bed?"

Gon beamed at Fujiko. "OK! But I don't think we have a fishing line that would hold a kraken. Well Dad's might. I caught the monster with it! We'll let you know Fujiko! Just ask, we do it all the time!"

"Because it's safe under here," Jyabura snapped, pulling the blankets back to glare out at their new intruders. "Theoretically, anyway. People keep coming in here and ruining our research." He glowered at Gon - usually the kid's excited babble was funny, but right now it made Jyabura want to trip him. "Scram," he announced, gave Fujiko a pointed look, and retreated back under the bed.

"It's the principle," Fujiko grinned at Killua, "We missed out on your blanket fort because we were on a mission. We were jealous." Well she was, but like hell she'd admit that. She was going to blame Jyabura completely and not admit she'd been the one to suggest a blanket fort thanks to Silver's claim that a pile of blankets was what saved Gold Rogers. Jyabura had suggested hiding under the bed but that might have been because she'd originally teased him with Kaku about it.

The brunette almost froze at Gon's grin and easy-going assurance she could go fishing with them anytime. It meant more than she could explain. She kept her amused expression the same but it took a little more force not to let it slip. "Hey, thanks kid," she grinned. "And remind me, I STILL haven't showed you how I rigged up my water gun or how to shoot it have I? I really gotta get around to that." She glanced back at the bed where her jacket and water gun were, "But not now. I don't have it on me. Good luck finding swordfish. And remember to hold it out until it stops thrashing or it'll slice you to ribbons." It was an unnecessary reminder but she didn't know how to say hey don't get hurt or do anything stupid to worry me wihout having to admit she would be worried so she just made it sort of morbid and let it go at that.

Killua grinned and stuck his tongue out at Jyabura waggling his eyebrows in a 'I know what you're doing you dirty old man' kinda way.

Gon threw his arms out in a cheer. "YES!! I can't wait to see!" he crowed, "OK, Killua! I bet I can catch a swordfish before you!!"

"Like hell you can." Then thinking better. "Only because you're a monster."

"I'm not a monster, that's mean Killua."

"It's not cause it's TRUE. I think you attract them with some sonar noise or something."

"Hahah don't be stupid Killua."

"Tsk. I'm not being stupid, you're WEIRD." He was grinning though as they started walking away, waving lazily over his shoulder at Fujiko.

"Yeah have fun you guys," Fujiko waved before shutting the door behind them and locking it. And ok, the lock hadn't stopped Ipin and after that they'd forgotten to relock it before Lambo wandered in but this time, it was very much locked.

Shifting blankets aside, Fujiko slid back under the bed into dark cave they'd made. "Remember when you said they were intrusive?" Fujiko chuckled evilly as she wiggled over next to Jyabura and made sure he was being relatively still. "So uh..." she began, echoing him from earlier with a teasing grin, "Where were we?"

"They're like fucking cockroaches," Jyabura said, still annoyed as hell but recovering due to the fact that they were gone and Fujiko was back. "Everywhere and impossible to get rid of." He leaned over and kissed the side of her neck, picking up where he'd left off with her shirt. Getting the I Know What You're Up To look from a fourteen-year-old was decidedly creepy, and Jyabura was determined to get the image out of his head as soon as possible.

"Hum," Fujiko murmured before biting into an earlobe with a soft tug. "I can see where they'd get annoying but they're kind of fun." Would be more fun if they weren't ruining certain other kinds of fun. Jyabura's hand almost instantly replaced and sliding up her chest sent her heartbeat racing and fuck Fate, the next person who tried to kick the door down was going to get one of her boots thrown at his head. Still, Poland at least was anti-social enough not to come around but at this point Fate might find a reason to convince him Liet was hiding in the room with Ipin or something. Moving down to bite his neck, she moaned softly, "Mmmn!" she closed her eyes arching her neck towards him more. "Jyabura..." she moaned softly again.

A soft, but distinctive, pop sounds through the air in the small space between them and the bottom of the bed, and abruptly, a modest but definitely noticeable weight is pressing down of top of them. "Oh..." A somewhat dreamy-sounding voice with a distinctive English accent speaks, not sounding particularly concerned. "It's so dark. I hope I haven't splinched out my eyes..." The person wiggles a bit, clearly rather stuck in the narrow space, and in the process, finally seems to realize she is actually lying on another person or persons.

"Hullo?" she asks tentatively in a soft tone, turning her head to try and get a view of exactly what kind of situation she's in.

Jyabura decided that the appropriate response to having a person suddenly come into existence on top of him was to go completely still and try very hard not to have a heart attack. Luckily, Fujiko seemed to have taken much the same approach. However, once the person spoke up and it became relatively clear that it wasn't Fate or some other diabolical apparition, he shoved the newcomer off of them with an elbow and sat up as much as possible in the limited space.

"What the hell is it now!?" he snapped, alarmed and worried despite the fact that the person he'd just shoved off of him appeared to be a smallish, fair-haired girl who seemed more confused than anything.

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