"Payback"
        by Sara Jaye


        This story is one you shouldn't judge from first glance...it's 
not what it seems.


                                ~


        "I can't believe you!"
        She stared at the person before her, astonished. Things like 
drinking the last bottle of saki or borrowing her anime tapes were one 
thing. But this...she couldn't let it slide. It was just something she 
could not let anyone get away with.
        "I didn't mean to, and it was kinda your fault too, you know!" 
the person tried to defend themselves. Her fault? All right, so maybe 
she wasn't completely innocent. But she still couldn't believe the 
girl hadn't even considered her.
        "So?!" The girl stared at her.
        "So just forgive and forget!" Forgive and forget? Huh, a thing 
like this cannot be a simple case of 'forgive and forget'.
        "You spilled ice cream all over me!"
        "...So? I didn't know I was gonna crash into you. I'm sorry, 
Zoicite!"
        "Well, you know what they say, Mimete. You can't spill ice 
cream on someone without getting some spilled on yourself."
        "Says who?" Zoicite picked up the nearly-empty container, then 
emptied the contents onto Mimete's chest.
        "Says me!" she laughed.
        "Aaah! That's COLD, Zoi-literally!"
        "Well, duh!"
        "All right, you asked for it, Zoe." Mimete smirked and stepped 
out of the room for a second. Zoicite shrugged.
        "I'd like to see you top that one, Mimi," she said-just before 
something cold hit the back of her neck. "Yikes!"
        "Ha! I knew this portable cappucino-foam-machine Eudial 
invented would be good for something else!" Mimete shrieked, holding 
up something that resembled a hairspray bottle.
        "You little sneak!" she sputtered. "Does Eudial know you're 
using that thing?"
        "She loaned it to me." Mimete looked smug.
        "I see..." Zoicite slipped out of the room for a moment, then 
returned with a can of soda, which she held right in front of the 
other girl. "You aint seen nothing yet." Mimete yawned.
        "Oh, you're gonna spill soda all over me? How unoriginal," she 
said. Unfortunately, she'd momentarily forgotten just what can happen 
if one shakes up a can of soda. The second Zoicite opened the can, she 
regretted it.
        "AAAIIIIEEE! ZOICITE!" Mimete glared at the now hysterically 
giggling Zoicite.
        "Jadeite taught me that trick," she said before running back 
into the kitchen, the now-drenched Mimete close on her heels.
        "You asked for it. You wanted a fight? Well, you got one." 
With that, Mimete opened the fridge and pulled out a container of 
melted sugar cookie mix.
        "Consider your challenge accepted," Zoicite said in a 
mock-evil voice, holding her own container of orange glaze. "I knew 
this would be useful for something other than cookies..."
        The next few hours were blur of screams, laughing, and flying 
sugar. But an hour before midnight, their weapons had run out as well 
as their stamina.
        "What's say we call it a draw?" Mimete asked before sinking 
against the wall.
        "Consider it done," Zoicite said breathlessly as she collapsed 
next to her friend.

        "Guys!"
        Mimete awoke with a jolt. "Ack! They're home," she said, 
nudging Zoicite.
        "We better get this place back to normal." Zoicite slowly got 
up and followed Mimete into the kitchen. Somehow, they managed to get 
the living room spotless before the door opened and their late-working 
bar employee housemates walked in.

        "Figures you'd still be up," Nephrite yawned. "So, any yaoi 
sites left you haven't been to?" Then his eyes widened. "...Apparently 
you were doing something other than yaoi-surfing for once. What the 
hell happened to your clothes?"
        Zoicite and Mimete looked at each other and sweatdropped. 
They'd been so busy cleaning the living room they'd forgotten their 
clothes were in the same shape, if not worse.
        "Uhh..." Everyone was staring at them. They had to come up 
with an answer, and fast.
        "The cappucino machine exploded," Mimete said quickly.
        "Yeah!"
        "I highly doubt that," Malachite said, grabbing Zoicite and 
planting a kiss on the back of her neck.
        "Malachite!" Zoicite giggled. "It did explode, really, it 
did!"
        "And it just happened to spill all over the back of your 
neck..." Malachite said, tasting the foam on his lips. "Right." He 
looked at the others. "Should we believe them?"
        "I guess their story checks out...for now," Jadeite mused.
        "I'm sure they're lying. But, since it's late and we're all 
tired, no sense in pressing them on it," Eudial said, yawning.
        "Yes, it is late," Mimete yawned as she walked into her 
bedroom. "Goodnight."
        "Sleep would be a good idea right about now," Zoisite said, 
then giggled as Kunzite pulled him into an embrace and playfully bit 
his neck. "I said sleep!"
        "And what better than a little makeout session before bed?" 
Kunzite asked. The others pretended to roll their eyes, then headed 
their separate ways, Jadeite playfully dragging Nephrite into their 
room.
        "You believe me, don't you?" Zoicite asked Malachite, looking 
up at him with her most innocent eyes.
        "Agh..." Malachite knew Zoicite was leaving something out of 
the story, but how could he question her when she was looking at him 
in such a way? "We'll...discuss that tomorrow," he sweatdropped. "For 
now, let's just get into bed."
        "All right," Zoicite yawned, leaning against him as they 
walked to their room.
                                ~End~

        Wasn't what you expected, was it? XD Feels good to write a 
more lighthearted story, actually. ^^ This was inspired by some of the 
more crazy RPGs I've done with my friend Ann. So thanks to her for 
helping this story happen. ^_^ Wow, 2 stories in 3 nights! These last 
few weeks have been good for my writing...
        Ja ne!