Disclaimer: I don't own Furuba.
Warning: Shounen-ai
Nightmares
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"Yuuukkkkiiii!" Ayame yelled running towards his little brother wearing a frilly wedding dress, a bouquet in his hand.
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"Yuuukkkkiiii!" Takei shouted gleefully skipping over to the younger boy, his nerdy hair blowing in an imaginary wind, thick glasses bouncing, a frightening grin plastered to his dorky face.
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"I'm black! No matter what, Yuki! You have to promise that even if it kills you I'll be black!" Kakeru stressed, his image flying circles above Yuki's head.
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"Yuki! If you don't love me I swear I'll do it! Just tell me the truth. If the answer's no then there's no reason for me to go on!" Motoko cried from her perch on the teacher's desk, a tube of green lipstick aimed at her head.
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"Eat lead you damn rat!" Kyo yelled shooting his shotgun at Yuki's purple head, his mafia suit a stark black and white.
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"Hey Yuki. How 'bout a ride?" Akito grinned his cowboy hat tilted down, shading his eyes, his chaps very tight...
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Ykui woke up gasping, his eyes open wide and terrified.
"Yuki? Are you alright?" A groggy 'Haru asked from his side of the bed. The ox soon found his arms full of said mouse, the only discernable words being: "Bride! Lipstick! Glasses! CHAPS!"
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Just another nightmare.
Owari.
A/N: I hope you like this. It's stupid and I know it but I think it's funny. Review.