Subject: [FFML] Re: [Orig][Lime] Kumiko the Demon-girl, chapter 5
From: "Richard Beaubien" <beaubird@home.com>
Date: 8/19/2000, 4:21 PM
To: <ffml@fanfic.com>, "Ammadeau" <roy.fokker@unspacy.org>


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Subject: [FFML] [Orig][Lime] Kumiko the Demon-girl, chapter 5


Several people pointed out that I forgot all about the
Paranormal Club, and they were right, so they get a few
short scenes in this chapter and I've added them into
chapters 3 and 4 as well, though you shouldn't have to
read the previous chapters to understand them here.

Eichi: Ya see, I knew hiring an agent would pay off with more screen
time for us!!
Satoru: But you wasted all our club funds on him!!
Eichi: A small price to pay for more screen time...
Satoru: are you sure you didn't waste it on Pocky?
Eichi:.....(Quickly hides empty pocky boxes...)


Finally, I've pooled my limited artistic talents to make
a little Kumiko comic strip which can be seen here:

http://www.thekeep.org/~amm/images/K-strip1.jpg

Please tell me what you think of it as well as this chapter
if it's not asking too much.  With some encouragment, I
might be able to come up with a few more. :)

Kumiko: And hopefully with more service!!!
Ken: I think we've pushed the service limits to the max here...
Kumiko: Your just saying that because your tired...
Ken:.....


     Kumiko yawned and stretched, rubbing her eyes and
flexing her wings as she glanced around Ken's apartment, absently
noting that evening was now fast approaching outside.  Her eyes
eventually fell upon Ken himself, who was sleeping peacefully at
her side, his arms still tied behind his back by the knotted bed
sheets.  He slept quietly; with the slight rise and fall of his
chest as
the only sign that she hadn't accidentally drained his soul
completely away, leaving him nothing but a shell.

Kumiko: We call it the Couch potato process in Hell....
Ken: .......

     *Well, why don't you?* part of her mind thought with
something akin to irritation.  It was what she was supposed to have
done, after all.  This was the first time that she had acted
contrary
to the wishes of her superiors.  Though the wording of her contract
allowed her to keep 'searching' for a year, she knew that she was
supposed to just consume his soul and return to Hell after her
candidate was approved.

Evil-Kumiko: Now finish eating his soul and return back to hell. Oh
and Don't forget the Nacho dip Ilpallazzo-sama wants!!
Kumiko: hai! AC-ROSS, AC-ROSS!!!
Ken:........

     *Because I wouldn't be on vacation anymore then!*
Kumiko argued with herself.  She didn't particularly dislike Hell,
but she'd didn't exactly like it either.  Oh, part of her longed for
the
warmth of the sulfurous air, the boiling lakes, the lava onsen, but
what Kumiko really liked was finding new things, and her job had
become reporting the same things over and over.  It was so
repetitive and boring that she had to have a vacation or she would
have... She wasn't sure what she would have done, but she knew it
wouldn't have been good.

Ken: You would of gone insane?
Kumiko: Thank you, don't mind if I do!!! No pocky and Sex make Kumiko
go such and such..
Ken: We really need to keep those American shows away from you ya
know...
Kumiko: But you liked it when I played Cat Woman!!!

     The human world was filled with so many new things for
her to witness, and even experience, that she couldn't wait to try
as
many as she possibly could, though so far the most fascinating
thing about the human world was her slave.

Kumiko: He can slice, he dices, and he can even puree most
vegtables!!!
Ken:.......

     Kumiko shivered as a slight breeze brushed against her
bare breasts, making her instinctively cuddle up to Ken for
warmth.  She closed her eyes and smiled as a sense of comfort
seemed to envelop her.  It was more than just his body heat, she
knew; there was something about Ken himself that made her feel...
like she was getting things right for once.  He actually smiled at
her and did what she said, unlike most of her fellow demons who
always radiated a sense of faint disapproval.  He wasn't perfect
yet,
but she was confident she could free him of those silly human
preconceptions soon enough.  It was a pity he'd have to die in year.

Ken: Die in a year?
Kumiko: Yeah, didn't you know 2001 is coming soon...The real y2K
crisis will happen than!!!
Ken:Yeah...and I suppose you want me to backup my computer systems and
stockpile dry goods...
Kumiko: Well I can supply them to you at a low price...And we can have
great sex in a fall out shelter...
Ken:.......

     Staring at the familiar walls of his apartment, Ken was able
to make himself calm down somewhat, though he was still
breathing heavy from the sense of horror that had so recently
gripped him.  "Just a dream," he whispered to convince himself.

Kumiko: Did you have a knightmare Ken-chan?
Ken: Yeah...I had the dream where a Demon girl came to eat my soul and
is living in my appartment and...and..and...oh...
Kumiko: Silly that wasn't a dream...Well except the part about living
in your apartment...
Ken: Huh?
Kumiko: We'll were cops going undercover in the 1960's racing circuit.
Now let's get to ride...
Announcer: speedway squad, In colour!!!

     "What is it, Ken-chan?" Kumiko asked him with a puzzled
frown.  She was somewhat used to hearing the wails of humans,
but couldn't think of a reason for Ken to shout like that.  He
should
have been just as comfortable as she was.

Kumiko: Maybe we need new pillows...
Ken: Pillows...
Kumiko: yeah, nice down ones which will make things nice and soft for
our quite times in bed.
Ken: You think Sex is a quite time?
Kumiko: Well you were quiter in bed than you were at school...
Ken:.....

     "Just a silly nightmare," Ken explained with a nervous
laugh, examining his arms carefully as if he expected them to be
less than whole and healthy.  "I was chained to a stone pillar on an
island surrounded by lava.  There was this huge snake that kept
biting chunks out of my body and muttering about how good I
tasted, and how I would last it a year."

Ken: And the snake was horribly dubbed as well!!!
Kumiko: Okay, no more Chinese martial arts films for you...
Ken: What abotu Godzilla films than?
Kumiko:.....

     "Physical detachment therapy," Kumiko replied in a
professional tone.  "A soul in Hell usually creates the illusion of
a
body right away, because it feels as if it still needs one.  This
therapy is to eliminate that need by removing the physical form bit
by bit; because if you destroy the body all at once, the soul will
just create a new illusion.  It's an effective method for most
souls,
though occasionally it backfires.  They usually don't use snakes
though."

Troy: Thank you Kumiko..Now does anyone else have any questions before
we end the introductary tour of hell? Good, than let's proceded to the
hot molten Lava torture room for initation....
Kumiko: Don't worry it's as bad as it sounds...
Ken: it isn't?
Kumiko: Of course not, it's an open air stadium not a room!!!


     Not even bothering to groan, he just laid there, face pressed
against his dirty discarded clothes, and reflected on how big an
idiot he was.  He already knew that he didn't have a prayer of
escaping this demon-girl's grasp.

Ken: Oh well, at least I have a year of life left...
Kumiko: and sex...Lot's of hot passionate sex!!!
Ken: Well wehn you put it that way....

     Kumiko was beginning to wonder if floors held some
hidden attraction for her slave.  He seemed to spend a lot of time
on them.  She laid down on the floor next to him, liking the feel of
the hard, unyielding surface, though no more than she liked the
soft and comfy feel of Ken's bed.  Such wonderful new textures
they had in the human world, alike and yet different from their
equivalents in Hell.

Ken: It's part of my Ninja training, really...I have to learn how to s
tay close to the floors to be hidden...
Kumiko: Huh?
Ken: I didn't say it was good Ninja training did I?

     Ken looked over to his right, narrowing his eyes in
confusion when he saw the demon-girl on the floor next to him,
imitating his pose as best she could.  "Kumiko?"
     "Yes?"
     "What are you doing?"
     "Lying on the floor."
     "Why?"
     "Because you're doing it."

Ken: So if I jumped off the tokyo Tower you'd do it?
Kumiko: Of course!!! But I don't know why you'd jump since you don';t
have wings like me...

     "Oh, okay," Ken replied, standing up.  The strangeness of
the current situation failed to phase him because he mind was busy
tying to remember when and how exactly his arms had gotten tied.
The best he could recall was that just before he was about to... she
had thought of something that would make it more fun, and Ken
had quickly agreed.  He would have probably agreed to anything
short of dying at that moment, and to the demon-girl's credit, the
challenge had been kind of fun once he had gotten used to it.

Ken: Who would of known playing PSX games with your hands tied while
having sex could be so much fun!!
Kumiko: But you beat me all the time...
Ken: HA! Nothing can be my Hadoken!!!

     "Do you think you can untie my wrists now, Kumiko?" he
asked politely.  He desperately wanted a shower after all he had
been though recently, the nightmare most of all, but he didn't think
he could manage the soap with his hands as they were.

Kumiko: But I could wash you!!!
Ken: But the shower scene needs to wait till later!!
Kumiko: But I want it Now...Now, now, now, NOW!!!
Ken:.....

     "Kumiko?" he asked, blinking to find that she seemed to
have vanished.
     "Yes, Ken-chan?" she whispered in his ear from behind
him.  Her hands, which to his relief were no longer claws
especially considering what they were currently in the vicinity of,
wrapped around him.  The soft skin of her long legs slid up against
his own as her full breasts pressed into his back.

Ken: umm...Never mind....
Kumiko: Goody, than on to the Shower scene...
Ken: *nod* *drool*

     It took Ken a few minutes to remember what he was just
thinking of.  "If it's not too much trouble, would you mind not
damaging my clothes, sheets, and stuff?  I know it must not seem
like much, but I don't have the money to replace anything right
now."

Kumiko: but I can supply all the clother you need!!!
Ken: But leather and leashes aren't in season right now...

     Kumiko took the torn sheet that Ken presented her with as
an example and studied it intently, especially the rip she had so
recently made.  "You mean you can't just fix it?"

Kumiko: and here I thought all humans were Sewing masters...

     Ken carefully disengaged himself from the demon-girl.  As
comfortable as he had been with her holding to him so tightly, he
needed all of his limited wits about him now if he was going to
keep his little apartment from becoming a wreck in a matter of
weeks.  One day Kumiko could decide that his room didn't get
enough sun and knock a big hole in the wall.

Kumiko: nonsense...I'd pay a professional to do that!!
Shampoo: Aiyah, Shampoo here to make holes in house at low, low
prices!!
Kumiko: Goody, let's start near the kitchen...
Ken:......

     "No, I can't," he told her seriously, looking her right in the
eye; not in an attempt convey his sincerity, but to avoid looking at
other parts of her that might distract him.  "You can't just will a
torn sheet to be fixed; things don't work that way in the human
world.  If I knew how to sew, I could at least try to fix it, but
even
then it'll never be as good as it was.  In fact, I'll have to buy a
new
one now, and that costs money."

Kumiko: Well can't you make your money?
Ken: No, that's illegal...
Kumiko: But I'd visit you everyday in the pen....
Ken:....

     "The stuff that weird grabby girl gave us, right?" Kumiko
prompted eagerly.

Kumiko: I probably shouldn't have given it all away to that nice door
to door salesman...
Ken: But...But..
Kumiko: But he gave me this nice Pocket Fisherman!!!

     "Right," Ken confirmed while trying hard not to laugh at
Natsume being described that way.  "In order to get things in the
human world, clothes, food, an apartment, or whatever, you need
money.  The easy way to get money is just have people give you
some, which unfortunately only happens until you're old enough to
get a decent job.  After that, you have to get money the hard way,
by working for it."

Homer: Don't listen to him...You can get money easily if your on a
disability!!
Ken: Disability!!
Homer; That's right...all you need to do is eat from the three food
groups, The Fat Group, The Sugar Group, and the Chocolatese group!!
Ken: Tell me more...

     This turned out to be a pointless exercise as only five
minutes later, Kumiko sprang up to pin him to the bed, their noses
just barely touching while their naked bodies were mashed against
one another.  Ken stared up into her eyes the color of a heady red
wine, those pouty lips who he had kissed he knew not often.

Last sentance could use some work, especially the end part which seems
to be very awkward. One suggestion is to add a comma after eyes to
make it

her eyes, the color

since the description is a break in the central action. the lips part
could use it's own sentance or a preposition leading into it as
well...(All IMSO of course...).

     "I think I get it!" Kumiko told him excitedly, distracting
him from hentai thoughts.  "In Hell, when you do a good job, they
give you some neat stuff like tickets to the onsen or a 'best of
human screams' soundtrack, but when you do badly, they don't
give you anything, and might even take stuff away.  Money is like
tickets that you save up and choose your the prizes you want,
right?"

Kumiko: So that means all I need to do to earn money is to wack a
mole!!!!
Ken:......

     "Something like that," Ken said hesitantly, the thought of a
best of human screams CD causing a general protection fault on
libido.exe.

Kumiko: It's only an audio CD though, not a computer CD.....
Ken: What type of Computer CD's do you have than?
Kumiko: Why the latest install of VAX of course!!!

     "Wai!" the demon-girl exclaimed with a bounce, causing
Ken to blush.  "That's a much better system.  I didn't like the
soundtrack so much, but I love love the hot lava onsen!"

I could be wrong on  this (Probably am...:) but I think you may need a
comma after the first love to indict a pause as Kumiko repeats the
words over. Like I said I could be wrong though...:P

     "Hot lava... onsen?" Ken repeated very nervously, silently
praying to any god that happened to be listening that this demon-
girl didn't decide to take him there.

Kumiko: It's so much nicer than the Tar pit onsen Takashi likes!!
Ken:......

     Kumiko smiled seductively at him, leaning back down to
slide her hands over his chest until they encircled his neck, her
blue hair tickling at his neck as her lips brushed enticingly
against
his left ear.  "I just thought of something we could do that would
be nice and hot, and wet," the demon-girl purred.

Ken: Yahtzee?
Kumiko:......

     "Let's take a shower together!" Kumiko shouted in glee,
leaving him stunned.  This didn't seem to distress her much, as
without waiting for his answer, she stood up, threw him over her
shoulder, and marched in the direction of the bathroom.

Kumiko: Wai....We do the Shower scene this episode!!!
Ken: but the author said he'd wait...
Kumiko: I just convinced him otherwise...
Author: Yes...And it hadnothing to do with the picture she has of
me...Nothing at all...

     *This isn't bad,* Ken thought with a smile once he had
gotten over his shock.  That was until he happened to look down
and noticed something about Kumiko he hadn't seen previously.
She had a long thin tail now whose end was pointed like a spear.
He then realized where he had seen it before, though at the time it
hadn't been attached to her.  It was her whip.  The thought of that
instrument of discipline and its recent use gave him a cold feeling
in the pit of his stomach, reminding him that this demon-girl wasn't
always so bubbly.

Kumiko: Don't worry, you can use the whip tonight!!
Ken: but I'm more of a paddle man myself...
Kumiko: Than spank me for I have been naughty!!!

     Somehow, despite all of the fooling around that had been
involved, they managed to get themselves all cleaned up, washing
away the accumulated dust and sweat of the day.  Ken had been
amused with how delighted the demon-girl had been to feel the
pulse of the shower on her skin, wondering what else Hell lacked.

Kumiko: Well we have no ice cream, Pocky, Ice Hockey, though the 72
Philly Flyers keep trying to start a league up.
Ken: Do you have cable TV?
Kumiko: Of course, but it only picks up Fox...

.
     Kumiko glanced up in surprise when Ken took hold of her
hand.  She had been in a daze of heady contentment which she
always felt after taking a piece of her soul, though this was the
first
                                                      ^^^

her should be his...

time she was able to just sit there and enjoy this sensation.  It
was
like... every inch of her body was giggling softly, as if his energy
was just slightly ticklish. "Ken-chan?" she asked him with a
puzzled look.

ken: Did I forget to mention that my soul contains up to 10% Alchool
per volume?
Kumiko: Hic!!

     "I was wondering," Ken started to say then paused to
swallow the lump in his throat, feeling the heat rising from his
cheeks.  He wasn't sure why he was feeling nervous and
embarrassed now, but she looked so vulnerable... "That if you
wanted to go get something to eat, and then I can show you the
things you can buy with the money Natsume gave you."

Ken: Like Instant Ramen, and more Instant Ramen...
Kumiko: But we already get enough of that in hell!!!
Ken: so that's who came up with the Sapporo Ichiban song....

     "Sure!  That sounds like fun!" Kumiko exclaimed,
wrapping her arms around him and burying her head in his chest.
     As Ken carefully put his arms around her, he thought, *If I
can get her to forget about using that whip then maybe, maybe this
could work out.*

Kumiko: Aww..You're no fun anymore...

     Satoru was still as a statue as he waved his mystical orb
over the photo of a girl, forming a circle exactly ten centimeters
in
diameter, that was until his stomach rumbled, ruining the entire
effect.

Satoru: *sniff* My one chance to be cool...Ruined...
Eichi: heh...That's what you get when you show up the star of the
show, which is me!!!

     The Paranormal Club was still in their clubroom, hard at
work at planning out their great mission for the next day.  At least
Echi was hard at work, scribbling frantically in his notebook,
looking up only to check the photos Satoru had taken of the
eligible girls with the notes he had written on the back, to access
the records Nobu had gleaned from the college's database on said
girls, or to glare at the image of Kumiko on the TV screen, all the
while muttering to himself.  He had been at this for over an hour
now and didn't show any signs of stopping.

Eichi: So many cute girls, so little time...But I will make them
mine!!!
*crackle, boom*
Eichi: Yup, knew the sound effects machine was a good buy...


     "Yes, I see that the succubus will soon appear at the
Kitayama Caf� and reveal a way to bring about her downfall,"
Satoru said in an appropriately mystical sounding tone, even
though he was just making it up this time.  He hated to pervert his
powers this way, but not as much as the idea of running out like a
moron just because he couldn't stand not eating something any
longer.  The window incident from before had already cost him too
much of his pride.

Satoru: But the places has the best hamburgers!!!
Nobu: And waitress in cute outfits perfect for sruvillance!!!
Eichi: Than it's settled....We head to the cafe to eat, to spy...And
Beer!!

     "We've got to go there now!" Nobu exclaimed excitedly,
then with a nervous laugh, added, "To find out how to bring about
her downfall, of course."

Nobu: and to collect a sample of her panties!!!!
Eichi: Mokkori!!

     "I agree, we can not waste this opportunity.  Even if my
divinations aren't always accurate, we simply must take this
chance," Satoru announced, more for Echi's benefit than anything
else, but the president continued to scribble and mutter to himself.

Satoru: Mr. President?
Eichi: silence, can't you see I'm doing important work...Now where we
Yuki-chan...*Starts to hug photo*

     "I think that the president has been working too hard on this
anyway, and could use a break," Nobu admitted to the vice-
president at a stage whisper.
     Satoru nodded.  "It is clear what we must do then."
     Nobu nodded in return, securing the president's right arm
while Satoru grabbed a firm hold of the other.  With a mutual nod,
they heft him up and carried him out the door and into the hall.

Tense problem on the heft I think, or what looks like on to me...Might
need to add and ed to make it hefted (or use Lifted...).

     This act finally snapped Echi out of the gaes he had been
under.  "What?  What's going on?"
     "The enemy has been sighted, president," Nobu told him in
an official-sounding tone.  "And we are off in pursuit."

Satoru: And some food...
Nobu: And Panties!!!
Eichi:.....

     Ayame groaned in pain as she awoke from a thick and
viscous darkness, finding the sun almost painfully bright as she
opened her eyes.  She blinked to find herself lying in a dirty
alley,
and quickly sprang to her feet, looking in despair at her once clean
and white robe.  She knew that it would be cleansed when she
returned to Heaven, but she would never be able to forget the
grime that now marked it.  It would haunt her like a ghost
whenever she donned the garment.

Ayame: I mean thge dry cleaning bills in heaven are so huge they
really come back to haunt you...

     *Where am I?  What am I doing here?* she wondered as
she fixed her hair, adjusted her robe, and tried to make herself as
presentable as she could under the circumstances.  Her mind was in
a jumble and she seemed unable to recall anything clearly.

Natsume: Your here to provide service for me, perhaps?
Ayame:.....
Natsume; Well you can't blame a girl for trying....

     The scroll which she still held contained the answers she
sought.  The address printed there was a like a key to open a door
to her mind that she had instinctively locked away.  A simple
mission to observe a boy to see if any demon was lurking about
him, only to find the boy in the act of... with... with...

Ayame: it's so horrible...so Terrifying...
Kumiko: but what else are you supposed to do with a sex slave?
Ayame: that's not the POINT!!!
Kumiko: Your just jelouse you don't have your own slave...
Ayame:....

     Ayame dropped to her knees from the weight of this
revelation.  A torrent of emotions churned inside her; confusion,
disgust, betrayal, but most of all a seething anger that spread like
wildfire through her system until her whole body burned with it.

Ken: You do know you can take some Tums to cure that?
Ayame:......

     Slowly, she stood back on her feet, pushing against the
great weight which had brought her low by the force of her rage.
She gestured with her free hand, and suddenly she held a giant
flaming sword, making a testing pass with it as if its weight was
nothing.  Then she smiled a very non-angelic smile.

Ayame: Ayame 3:16 is read to open a can of whoop ass!!!!
Ken: But is that regular Whoop ass or Whoop ass light?
Ayame:......

     Ayame leapt up into the air, not even needing to flap her
massive wings to reach the fifth floor.  With the sharp echo of
splintering glass, she was inside, ready to destroy... that thing...
that abomination.

Ken: Please don't let her be talking about me, please don't let her...
author: Your the main character...Live with it okay...
Ken: MEANIE!!!

     Unfortunately, no one seemed to be home.  She looked all
around the apartment, but there was no sign of life, demonic or
otherwise.  "Kumiko," she spat out the word like a curse and leapt
back through the broken window, in search of her prey.

Ken: Whew...She didn't see my H manga than....

     Kumiko kept a firm hold of Ken's arm as she stared wide-
eyed at all the new sights, sounds, and even smells that greeted
her.
So much new information to process that her head swam with it,
but she took it all in with a smile as she continued to use her
slave
as an anchor.  It was dizzying with something akin to nausea, but
wonderful all the same.

Ken: must of been a small town demon...
Kumiko: But somebody at take in the crops paw!!

     "Sure, I want this table!" Kumiko declared as she raced
over to a spot that allowed her to sit directly under the sunlight.
She leant back with a smile, still holding onto Ken's hand, who,
after glancing around nervously to make sure no one had noticed
their little scene, took a seat himself.

Think Leant might need to be leaned, though once again I'm not
sure....

     "Welcome to the Kitayama Caf�," said an oddly familiar
voice to Ken's left while he continued to stare at Kumiko reveling
in the waning sunlight.  "I'll be your waitress... you!"
     Ken should have known better than to count on his luck, as
he came face to face with a not-so-pleasantly surprised Yuki
Minamishita, the woman he had asked for a date earlier that day,
and had also given him a slap in response.

Ken: At least she touched me....Ahh....
Kumiko: I can tough you anytime Ken-chan...
Yuki: Ecchi....*Mallet*

     Yuki glanced over at Kumiko, who had failed to notice her
because she was still basking in the fading warmth of the sun.
When she spoke, her voice was so sarcastic that she was practically
sneering each syllable.  "So, taking your girlfriend out to eat?
How sweet of you.  But I'm so surprised it's just the two of you.
Couldn't you convince some other unsuspecting girl to join you?
Maybe if you said she was your sister instead of you friend it
might work better.  Or you could have tried at the high school
where the girls are easier to con."

Natsume: No fair, you said I'd be the first that could take part in a
three way ken!!!
Ken: But...But...But...
Yuki: Oh, so your leading on two girls now Ken!!!
Natsume: Ken? Who cares about Ken...Now you and Kumiko-sama....So
atheltic..Just like my sempai...
Yuki:.......


     Ken wilted under her scathing words and the fire that still
smoldered in her eyes.  He usually didn't make women this upset,
but under the circumstances he couldn't really blame her.  "I'm
very sorry about what happened earlier.  I know it was a mistake
now, but I don't expect you to forgive me for it.  Honestly, if I
knew that you worked here, I would have never come."

Ken: Though now that we are here we should take this a sign from the
kami's and...
Yuki: You...You Animal!!! *mallet*
Ken: Dang...And here I thought Akio's guide to icking up girls would
help me...

     "I just started working here and I don't consider getting you
as my first customer to be a good omen," she explained with a huff
as she tossed two menus on the table and then walked away
without another word.

Ken: Well see if we give you a tip?
Kumiko: What's a tip?
Ken: Well it's what we give for getting good service...
Kumiko: Than I guess you need a tip since you've given me wonderfull
service!!!

     "AARRGGHH!! SENSORY OVERLOAD!!" Kumiko
shouted so loudly that all windows within a block radius rattled in
their frames, and glasses of soda, wine, and other beverages
shattered into tiny pieces, spilling their contents onto the table
to
the laps of now angry patrons, who glared at her but for some
reason choose to do nothing.

Kumiko: If it isn't live, it's memorex!!!
Ken:.......

     After a few moments, her sobbing settled down and
stopped.  With her voice muffled by his shirt, she explained, "I was
leaning back to enjoy the sun when I started looking at the clouds
and noticed how different they all were, each one a complex shape.
I was so relaxed that without thinking I opened up my senses fully
to study them and all this information kept flooding in, the sights,
the sounds, the smells, and I couldn't stop it!  I was drowning in
it,
unable to save myself, until you snapped me out of it.  Thank you,
Ken-chan!"

Kumiko: it was like getting 500 channels of cable streamed into your
head at once...And there still wasn't anything on!!!

(Liked the last passage, does a real nice job of setting the story
up...)

     Kumiko suddenly stood, and with a tearful smile, gave him
a hug with such force that it knocked him back into his chair.  For
a while he simply sat there, patting her in what he thought of as a
comforting way, unable to think of anything to say.  "Kumiko,
what would have happened if I hadn't snapped you out of it?"

Kumiko: Why I would of became a Dance Dance Revolution arcade machine?
Ken: Really...
Kumiko: No..But I'd start adding nyo to the end of my sentances nyo...

     Ken swallowed nervously as he mentally prepared himself
to ask the next question.  He feared what the answer would be, but
he just had to know.  "And then what would have happened to
me?"

Kumiko:

     "Oh, our souls are strongly linked so you would have come
with me," she replied with a smile.  "It's almost a pity you did
snap
me out of it then because I'd love to show you my room!  I've got
all kinds of neat stuff!"

Ken: I'll take your word for it...
Kumiko: But you have to see my UFO catcher doll collection to
appreciate it!!!

     Ken tried picturing the sort of things a demon-girl would
have in her room, not to mention with Hell as the backdrop, and
shuddered.  "Um, some other time perhaps.  Besides, I don't think a
living human would survive a trip to Hell."

Ken: Unless you mean it's a trip to New Jersey...
Kumiko: hey, we're not that cruel in hell....

     "Hey, what are these?" she asked as she picked up one of
the menus, flipping it over in her hands as she watched the glossy
surface reflect the orange glow of the setting sun.
     "It's a menu," Ken explained as he carefully took it from
her and opened it up for the both of them to see.  "It's... a
listing of
prizes that this place has, and how much yen you have to get
them."

Kumiko: but it doesn't have the super rare gold foil Digi Charat card
on it, or onsen prizes!!!
Ken: These are edible prizes though...
Kumiko: but the only thing I want to eat is you ken-chan!!

     "True, I saw a lot of neat prizes on the way here!  And if
we come here every day, I'll be able to try all the menu items in no
time!" Kumiko enthused.

Kumiko: and we can order from the Wine menu as well!!!

     Ken despaired, both for his wallet and the idea of running
into Yuki over and over again.  She'd probably think he was
stalking her or something.

Ken: Not that it wouldn't be a bad idea...Because Yuki is so cute and
all....
Yuki: Don't even think it....

     As if summoned by his thoughts, Yuki again approached
the table, glancing significantly at Kumiko resting in Ken's lap.
Ken noticed her glance, but having no explanation that wasn't
likely to incite her rage, decided it was best to simply say
nothing.
She choose not to remark on it either, asking, "So are you two
ready to order?"

Ken: Whee...No Sight gags involving me getting hurt!!!
kumiko, Yuki: Oh, that comes later!!!
Ken:....

     "I'll have this!" Kumiko announced, pointing to a menu
item at random.
     As Yuki leaned over to see what item she was indicating,
Ken made sure to avert his eyes away from the sudden view
offered of the waitress's cleavage.  Not that he didn't want to
look,
he just wanted to leave the caf� with as few bruises as possible.
The only problem was there was a part of his mind that considered
it worth the risk, and it was rapidly gaining strength.  Luckily for
Ken, this window of opportunity was brief.

Ken: next time I need to think quicker...Musn't pass up service
chances...
Kumiko: Well whenever you want one....

     Yuki stood up straight once again and scribbled something
on her little notepad, not seeming to notice Ken's act of chivalry.
"And for the hentai?" she asked him, though he thought there was
a hint of amusement in her tone, which was probably no more than
his wishful thinking.

Ken: Yuki!!!
Yuki:......
Ken: No...wait a minute...I'll have Yuki with a side of Ayame!!!
Yuki:....


     Ken ordered something cheap but filling, which Yuki took
down quickly.  "And to drink?" she asked, not looking up from her
pad.
     "Tea for both of us, please," he said immediately, scared to
death of combing Kumiko with alcohol.  He wasn't eager to find
out if the demon-girl could get drunk or not, not wanting to face
her after she lost what little inhibitions she still possessed.

Kumiko: Bahh...I can handle my alchool...Now who wants to Limbo!!!
Natsume: I do!!!

     "Please give her the menu, Kumiko," Ken said with a sigh.
He didn't even want to know what was going through the demon-
girl's head this time; he just wanted a trouble-free evening.
     "But then I won't know what prize to choose next time,
Ken-chan," she told him, pouting like a child, her face half hidden
by the menu.

Kumiko: Plus I haven't gotten to the middle of the maze yet!!!

     Ken struggled to come up with a response to help defuse
some of Yuki's lingering antagonism towards him, but she left with
a slow shake of her head before he could come up with anything.
     *It'll be a miracle if I can get through this without another
slap,* Ken thought.

Yuki: Slap, I'll have you know I have a nice selection of mallets here
ready to be used on you!!!
Ken:.....

     "Ken-chan, what's dessert?" Kumiko asked curiously as she
found that section of the menu and the pictures of strangely
compelling food it displayed.
     Ken wondered when Natsume needed him next.  It looked
like he could really use the money.

Natsume: as long as you bring Kumiko over you can work anytime!! Just
let me set the onsen up...
Ken:....


     Satoru cursed the fact that his cool image wouldn't let him
eat as quickly as he wanted to, forcing him to take small bites as
he
savored each morsel.  The effort, however, allowed him to block
out the whines of Nobu wanting to know when the succubus would
arrive and the giggling of the two high school girls whose eyes had
been upon him the entire time.  Echi had simply gone back to
scribbling in his notebook the second they had sat down,
occasionally sipping at the tea he had ordered.

Satoru: Oh the suffering one must go through to be cool....
Eichi, Nobu:......

     "There she is!" Nobu said in an excited whisper, hastening
to add.  "That... evil succubus.  Oh poor Ken, we must save him
from her."

Nobu: Come Kumi-chan, we'll save you from Ken!!!
Eichi: aren't we supposed ot be saving Ken...
Nobu:Well...Look at her, she obviously needs a better mate than Ken!!!

     Satoru blinked several times, looking up from his meal to
see the evil succubus taking a seat, acting silly to no doubt
embarrass Ken and weaken his will.  He had chosen this caf�
because it was nearby and gave good portions; he had never
expected his faux divination to turn out to be true.  His power must
be greater than he thought.

Satoru: Why I can move up to card tricks and other simple magic
tricks...all will be truly great with my amazing powers of magic!!

     "We have to move to another table to get a better view... of
her evil ways," Nobu explained nervously.
     Satoru just wanted to get away from the two high school
girls.  They kept winking and smiling at him whenever he looked
in their direction.  It was starting to make him nervous, and a dark
mysterious mystic was supposed to have nerves of iron.

Nobu: Plus the girls aren't as cute as Kumiko-san...
Satoru: Well...Yeah....

     Nobu quickly broke out his camcorder and began to film
the blue-haired vision of... deviltry, with those long lashes,
sultry
smile...  She was always so cheerful that he knew the others had to
be wrong about her being a succubus.  She was an angel if
anything.  No, a goddess!  Someone worthy of worship.

Satoru: Hey boss, Nobu's drooling again...
Eichi: Silence...I'm about finished here....yes, if I give her the
rose signet...yes...
Satoru:.......

     Satoru was so into scarfing down his food that it was some
moments before he noticed a tap on his shoulder.  He turned very
slowly to come face to face with the two high school girls from
before.  One was hiding behind the other and the both of them
seemed very nervous, twin blushes freckling their cheeks, as one
held a small notebook and a pen out to him.

Satoru: Once again my cool image attracts girls to me...How lucky I
am...
Eichi:......

     Satoru really didn't want to do it, but seeing their cute faces
filled with such fragile hope, he couldn't refuse.  Gently taking
the
book from her still-trembling hands, he flipped open to a page at
random and signed his full name with a flourish, still not out of
practice.  He closed the book quickly and handed it back to her,
hoping that even if the girls could find his name, they wouldn't
recognize it.

Nobu: You should of given them your phone number man...Or mine at
least...

Satoru: ......


     "See?  I knew he was an idol!" the previously less
confident girl exclaimed, but then frowned as she looked at him
once again.  "But you don't like anything like Sato-chan..."
     "Former idol," Satoru corrected while wincing at his old
nickname.  It was one of the many things he had hated about being
a child idol, though not nearly as much as the cute way he had to
look and act day after day.  That was what drove him to give it all
up and completely change his style.  "Like I said, I'm just an
ordinary college student now."

Satoru: Believ you and me, you'd give up the craft after being forced
to star in bad Ramen commericals with the Olsen twins. And lets not
even talk about the Japabese game shows I was in...

     "But you're still so cool, Sato-chan!" the girls squealed in
unison.  "Our friends are all big fans of yours too.  Wait here and
we'll go get them!"

Nobu: Lucky dog...I wish I was an Idol too....

     Satoru continued to smile as they waved bye for now,
doing his best to conceal his growing horror.  "Look, I've got to
go.
There are... some things I need to do," he said absently to the
other
club members as he made to stand.
     "But you have to be here to interrupt the succubus's
weakness," Nobu pointed out.

Nobu: and I want those cute girls to flock all over me as well!!!!
Satoru: but they're my fans!!!

     "Yes, your duty as vice-president comes before all other
matters," Echi added, not looking up from his notes.  "We have to
determine the succubus's weakness and free Ken from her evil
power at all costs."

Nobu: I'll sacrfice myself to her...I will...
Eichi: We get the point, you love her...Now let's move onto another
gag...
Nobu: Oh...Well about that Preseason football game between the Giants
and the bears?
Eichi: On second thought keep up with the lust jokes...

     Satoru frowned, but remained in his seat.  The cheerful
demon went against everything dark and mystical he believed in.
He had to make her go away somehow or he would go mad.
Besides, he was able to deal with those two girls.  How many
friends could they possibly have?

*crackle, boom*
Satoru: Put away the SE machine Eichi...
Eichi: but it's so cool...And it even has a built in Video game!!

     People suddenly made room, moved to one side, feeling a
sudden chill creep up their spines as if a panther were out for a
prowl.  They were unaware of the angel who stalked among them,
her sword dripping flame as she held it high, while her eyes kept
glancing all around her, in search of her prey.

Ayame: I always wanted to be in a nature film....

     If she had been thinking rationally at the moment, Ayame
would have had no trouble in locating a demon among all these
humans, but she wouldn't be doing this if she had been.  Her
thoughts had simplified down to a mantra which echoed over and
over in her head, 'find Kumiko, kill Kumiko.'  There was no room
for anything else.

Ayame: Well, maybe some coffee...Can't preform a good demon killing
without some fine 100% Columbian Coffee!!!

     "Thank you, and again, I'm sorry.  I was a fool, but I've
learned my lesson," Ken said quickly, wanting to get another plea
in before she just walked away again.

Ken: You can punish me if you want? Kumiko has a paddle!!!
Kumiko:....

     "Aren't you going to eat too?" Kumiko asked with what he
assumed was a puzzled tone.  It was hard to tell with her mouth
half-filled with food, small bits of which were stuck to her face.
"I'll eat yours if you don't want it."

genma: Yes, another fine student in the Saotome style school of
eatuing...
Ranma: Please don't let this lead to a crossover, please don't let
this lead to a crossover...

     "I'm eating, I'm eating," Ken assured her, breaking out his
own chopsticks and starting on his food at a much more sedate
pace.  Actually, he was practically inhaling his meal due to his
state of near starvation, but compared to Kumiko, he was a
culinary slow poke

Kumiko: You just need more training!!
Ken: You mean the whip?
Kumiko: nahh, I'm just gonan toss you in a pit full of Hungry College
students so you can learn the true secrets of eating fast and mooching
free food...
Ken: How terrifying, yet usefull.....
.
     *See the woman with the amazing appetite!  Watch her
consume everything in sight!* he thought with a laugh as he
brought his chopsticks back up to his mouth, only to bite down on
wood.

Kumiko: than watch her train her slave afterwards!!!
Ken: That's not funny...
Kumiko: You just haven't seen the outfits I'm going to use yet...

     "Kumiko?" Ken called to her very slowly.
     "Yes?" the demon-girl replied just as slowly, her eyes still
avoiding him.
     "Did you eat part of my meal?" he asked, though the
answer was very obvious.  He could even see a bit or two from his
dinner spotting her face.

Kumiko: I'm innocent, and I paid the jury off to prove it!!!

     Keeping a close eye on his food this time, Ken managed to
eat enough to stave off hunger until the morning, or so he hoped.
He could have sworn that his meal was still disappearing faster
than he could eat it, but that could have just been his appetite.
Kumiko couldn't be that fast.

Genma: So fast, so quick...Such a fast learner..I'm so proud!!!
Ranma:......

     Reluctantly, she pulled her chair closer, head down as if
expecting to be scolded.  Ken was tempted to do just that, but he
had a feeling karma would have its revenge and then some if he
did.  So instead, he took her head by the chin, tilting her face up
to
wipe the bits of food from it with a napkin.  "You really are a
messy eater," he told her with a laugh.

Ken: Mental note, keep her away from ribs and fried chicken...And
Grape Kool aid...

     "I guess I am," she agreed with a giggle of her own.  "But
then I've never eaten before."
     "We can practice some table manners next time if you
want.  You'll enjoy food more when you savor it anyway."
     "I'd like that," Kumiko replied with a surpassingly shy
smile as she leaned forward, pursing her lips.  Almost
instinctively,
Ken began lean forward, his lips nearing hers...

Ken: Wow, so quiet...so peacfull...Almost like a real Love story!!!
Kumiko: Which means the interruption is coming soon...
Ken: Rats, and it was such a good mood as well....

     Only to be interrupted by the reappearance of Yuki, who
told them, "If the food fight here is finally over, do either of you
want dessert?"

Ken: I want a creame pie!!
Yuki: One pie coming up, nyuk, nyuk!!!

     "Dessert!  Dessert!" Kumiko exclaimed with glee as she
jumped up out of her chair, forgetting about Ken completely, who
sighed and hoped the demon-girl would order something small and
cheap.  He had a feeling that despite Kumiko having money of her
own, he'd end up paying for the entire meal.

Ken: Well at least she didn't go for lobster as a main course...
Yuki: Oh once she's done with dessert I think you'll wish she went
with lobster....

     "What did she tell you this time?" Ken asked after Yuki
had left to fill the mystery order.
     "She told me to tell you it's a surprise," Kumiko replied,
looking more uncertain than she had a moment ago.  "I didn't really
understand all of what she told me, but she said it's really yummy!"

Ken: Sense of doom increasing...
Kumiko: Oh it can't be that bad...
Ken: But I don't like the taste of Salmon Roe Ice Cream!!!!

     Yuki had carried in both of their pervious dinners one-
handed, but she needed all of her strength to cart in the monster
she
brought to their table this time.  It was as if someone had taken a
large salad bowl and filled it with as much ice cream as they could
find, then drenched the resulting pile in a deluge of toppings,
topping it off with a full can of whip cream and a jar of cherries.
Ken had to wonder if there had been any one crazy enough to order
one before, and how long it had taken them to recover afterwards.

Yuki: Last person that ate this was a young girl and she was very much
able to finish it off.....Skuld was her name...The next person was a
Shinto Priestess named Sakura who finished off our whole buffet, which
was the last buffet we ever had...

     "Here's your super sundae!" Yuki declared with a grin as
she dropped the mountainous dessert before Kumiko, also handing
her something that was more like a small shovel than a spoon.
"Enjoy!"

Richard: I wish the Super Sundae's up here were as big...
Kumiko, Ken:.....
Richard: sorry, sorry....

     "Super sundae!  Super sundae!" Kumiko chanted as her
eyes roamed over the sweet, glistening mass of ice cream that
occupied half of their small table.

Kumiko: It even has Pocky in it, nyo!!!
Ken: Well enjoy it because this is the last Pocky I can afford to
buy....

     "And I even have something for you," Yuki told Ken with a
smug grin, as with a completely unnecessary flourish, at least in
his opinion, she handed him the check.  "Don't forget the tip," she
added before walking away.

ken: What, no breathe mint?
Yuki: Well if you want one we can give you one....
Ken: Great!!!
Yuki: At the low price of 100 yen!!!

     Ken had seen pie-eating contents conducted with more
dignity and reserve than the demon-girl was currently displaying.
He opened his mouth to again say something about savoring one's
food, and an additional note about cleanliness, but then just shook
his head.  He doubt she'd change because of his say so, and
besides, he could tell by the gleam in her eye that she was enjoying
herself.

Kumiko: Besides if I don't eat it quickly all the ice cream will
melt!!!

     All of the sudden, her speed slowed down to a crawl, one
hand clutching her stomach as the other brought the spoon,
dripping with melting ice cream, closer and closer to her mouth.
She seemed as if she were trying to force herself to consume it,
only to lose as she dropped the spoon to the table and hugged
herself tightly while shivering.

Kumiko: Ice Cream headache!!!!!!
Ken: ........

     Alarmed, Ken was at her side immediately, having no idea
that something as simple as ice cream could have such a dramatic
effect on a demon.  "What's wrong, Kumiko?" he asked her in
concern, kneeling down to look her in the eyes.

Kumiko: My Tummy hurts..Kiss it to make it feel better!!!
Ken:.....

     Kumiko suddenly grabbed his head in both hands and
brought his lips down for a kiss.  Seeing her mouth smeared with
ice cream, Ken did his best to avoid it, but her grip was like iron,
kissing him deeply and seeming to suck the heat out of him,
leaving him with a slight chill.

Ken: Remind me to use that if I ever need a pop cooled fast...
Kumiko: ken-chan no Baka!!!

     "What are you doing?!" Ken shouted at her in surprise.  He
thought that after her sudden freeze, she would have forever sworn
off on all foods that weren't piping hot.
     "But it's soo good!" Kumiko she enthused.  "I'll just eat it
slowly from now on.  And I have you to warm me up anyway!"

Kumiko: And it's oh so good and tasty...*drool*
Ken: Meet my girlfriend, the demon Homer Simpson...
Kumiko: Hmm...Dounughts....

     "But..." Ken started to say, and then stopped, curious to
why he was showing so much concern for someone who whipped
him only a few hours ago just because she thought it was fun.

Kumiko: but it was fun!!!
Ken: Not for me...

     "That's not really what I--" Ken started to explain, only to
be cut off as the ice cream-laden spoon was shoved down his
throat, forcing him to swallow to avoid choking to death.

Ken; Death by Ice cream, how Ironic...
Kumiko: I see nothing Ironic about it....
Ken: Well...Ruin my sense of Drama why don't you?

     Ken blushed faintly in embarrassment as the murmurs of
passing strangers started up once again.  He could hear the jealousy
of the men, who didn't know better, and the disgust of the older
people, who couldn't understand his situation.  There were also the
whispers of the young women which were the cruelest of all,
mainly about him.  At this rate, he would become known all over
Japan as the most shameless pervert the nation had ever seen.

Ryo: Teach me sensei, show me your skills!!!
Akio: yes, show us your mojo so we can pick up the girls!!!
Ken:.......

     Ken blinked to come nose to nose with Kumiko, who
smiled and offered a spoon filled with what looked like ice cream
flavored sludge.  He shrugged and opened his mouth to let her feed
him; deciding that if he didn't, with his luck she'd dump the bowl
on his head.

Kumiko: but I'd lick it off...
Ken:Yes, I know...But it's better we do that in private...
Kumiko: So tonight than!!!
Ken:....

     Soon, all that was left of the once massive sundae was the
soupy remains of mixed toppings and melted ice cream, which Ken
managed to convince Kumiko to set aside.  Only then was he able
to take stock of their current condition, realizing that they'd both
need another good shower and a change of clothes before any store
would allow them to shop.  Well, it wasn't like he'd have much
money left after this bill anyway.

Kumiko: Whee...Two shower scenes for the day!!
Nobu: but this one better be more servicy!!!
Kumiko: Hey, the shower is just for me and Ken...And maybe the
occasional reader...

     "I'm really sorry about this," Ken told her, feeling ashamed
to have yet another thing to apologize to her about, even if it
wasn't
his fault this time.  "I'll clean up the mess myself, you don't have
to
do anything."

Yuki: Yeah...Right...Think of a better pick up line next time...
Ken: Umm..Well...How about...err.. Let me show you the ends of the
world perhaps?
Yuki:......

     "There!" Echi suddenly declared roughly five minutes after
Ken and his succubus had left the caf�.  "I've come up with a
scenario for every girl, including all possible contingencies.
Quite
a thorough job if I do say so myself."

Echi: I'm truly amazing if I do say so!!!
Nobu: Your powers amaze me...Tech me boss!!!

     Nobu was too busy going over the president's notes, and
making notes of his own as to position and camera angles to best
capture these events for their records, though his mind was more
focused on capturing the succubus's reaction to all this.  He wanted
to record every flicker of emotion that would play off her delicate
features.  "You can cross Yuki off your list, president.  She
already
turned him down, repeatedly."

Eichi: but surely preistance will pay off in the end?
Satoru:......

     "Really?  Darn, and I thought I'd make a really convincing
scout for a professional volley ball team too," Echi complained as
he crossed out her section in the notebook, adding a note to change
her status on the List.

Nobu: you just wanted to scout the shorts the girls wear...
Eichi: So, better than scouting the panties they wear...
Nobu: Well it was for a term paper!!!

     "And there aren't enough hours in the day to do all of these,
some of these setups are kind of... elaborate," Nobu added as he
went further down the list and discovered some of the truly odd
ideas Echi had come up with.  Staging a mock terrorist attack with
Ken and the girl as hostages was a bit much.

Eichi: But I have the paintball Gear!!!

     "Well, I've got a long way home, so I'll see you all early
tomorrow morning!" Satoru said quickly before dashing out into
the street, being closely pursued by a mob of teenage girls all
shouting, 'Sato-chan!  Sato-chan!'

Satoru: Dang it, couldn't someone else have been in the 'Where's the
Wasabi?" commerical!!!!

.
     "Have I been a good slave tonight?" Ken asked her with a
smile, doing his best to sound casual.
     "Yes, you have," Kumiko replied with a giggle.  "Do you
want your reward now, or wait until we get home?"
     "Until we get home," Ken replied quickly, thinking that he
wanted to be clean and comfortable to fully enjoy it.  Besides, a
darkened alley wasn't the best place for her kind of reward.

Kumiko: Aww...and I had the props all laid out already....
Ken:......

     Kumiko suddenly shoved him hard, slamming into the wall
of a building, just before a blinding light struck the spot he had
just
been standing, though the heat was still hot enough to singe his
eyebrows.  "Kumiko!" Ken shouted in a alarm.

ken: Oh no, not an action scene!!!!
Kumiko: Just fight them using your unbeatable martial arts Ken!!!
Ken: but this isn't that type of story...
Kumiko: Oh nuts...

     The figure stood as still as a statue, only faintly illuminated
by the giant flaming sword it held out at arms length.  Still, it
was
unmistakably a woman with long hair, dressed in a flowing robe,
and with enormous wings reared up behind her, blocking out the
moon.  This was not a demon hunter as Kumiko had first thought,
but something far worse: an angel.  A demon hunter was really
little more than a nuisance, an angel on the other hand...

Kumiko: An angel can only mean one thing!!!
Ken: Which is?
Kumiko: It means we Samba now!!!
Ken:.....

     *Do something!* Ken's mind screamed at him as he
watched Kumiko dodge a third attack, losing her footing at the last
moment, though only burning away the tips of her hair.
     *Like what?*
     *I don't know!  You think of something!*
     *Hey, I didn't think that.  What's going on here?* Ken
wondered in puzzlement.
     *No time to explain, but just so you know, if Kumiko dies,
you get a one-way ticket to Hell!*

ken: Great, now voices are talking in my head...
Ken's Voice: Could be worse, I could be making puns....
Ken: Well if the C&Cer knew how to make them than there would be...
Ken's Voice; Point....

     Ken groaned as the only thing he could find was a nice
solid discarded leg of a wooden table.  *Why don't I just try
attacking her with a pack of matches?*

Ken Voice; Just make sure you close the cover before striking!!!
Ken:.....

     *Just attack now while her back is turned, stupid!* the
voice which was not his own, though still vaguely familiar,
shouted urgently.
     *Right,* Ken thought, taking a big breath, and with the
table leg raised above his head, charged with a roar like they
always did in samurai movies, at the same time trying not to think
that its always those guys who get run through.

Ken's Voice: hey, your the main character..You can't die yet....
Ken: But I can still feel pain!!!!

     *Slap her,* the voice instructed.
     *What?! I can't do that!* Ken thought back.  Slapping her
in her normal mood would earn him a whipping or worse, but
now... he didn't want to know what she'd do to him, but he had a
feeling that he'd find out what Hell was really like.

Ken: Your trying to get me killed, aren't you?
Ken's Voice; No...Just shown 1000 kinds of pain....
Ken:.....

     Fear of the whip now won out against the possibility of
more horrific punishment to follow.  Faster than he thought
himself capable of, Ken's hand flashed out and struck Kumiko hard
across the cheek, though it was only enough to turn her head to the
side.

Ken's Voice: and you call your self a man?
Ken: I'm sorry...But my hand hurts...
Ken:....

     The whole time Kumiko had been studying the angel who
had suddenly attacked her, the demon-girl's eyes growing
progressively wider, until she exclaimed in a voice filled with joy,
"Ayame-chan!"

Ken: They're firends???
Ken's Voice: Sore wa Himitsu Desu...
Ken:........

     "Now I remember," Ayame said in a voice that trembled
with barely suppressed rage.  She stood, her whole body shaking,
as she glared down at the demon-girl, who looked up with a faintly
hurt expression.

Ken's Voice: Wow, it's like two tragic Lovers...
Ken: You mean...You mean...
Ken's Voice: I mean nothing..your the one thinking the ecchi
thoughts...
Natsume: So am I, so am I!!!

Nice little chapter, and a good way to end this chapter (setting up
nice conflict down the road between all parties). The Supporting
characters got some time as well so...:P

Can't wait for more...:p

Ja ne!!

Richard Beaubien
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MULTI~!!!!!

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