Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Aya's Night Job ❯ Night Two ( Chapter 2 )

Aya's Night Job

By, Jamie1317kast

 

Disclaimer: Furuba is copyrighted to Natsuki Tatsuya, not me.

 

AN~ don't ask, just an idea that popped into my head while I was Rping Fruits Basket. We thought that, if Ayame had a night job, this would be it.

 

Rated R for graphic language and other stuff…

 

Aya's Night Job, Part Two:

 

*Ring*

 

*Click*

 

Vocal recording: Hello, you've reached Anime Gays Anonymous, or, AGA. Please select one of the following services have a nice day.

Press;

1~ For confession

2~ To complain

3~ To talk to someone who understands

4~ To have gay phone sex

5~ To send a message to your secret lover

6~ To get advice

7~ To request information

8~ To request dress sizes

9~ For more advice

0~ Just pick a number already!

 

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Hatori: …

 

Ayame: Hari,… I was just kidding.

 

Hatori: …*click*

 

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Ayame: AGA's confession hotline, please confess your sin.

 

Yuki: I'm feeling a little nervous…

 

Ayame: *nearly chokes on his tea* No, that's perfectly alright..*disguising voice*

 

Yuki: alright. *deep breath* I never meant for any of it to happen, it just did. Must be all those novels, yeah, that's it. Anyway, it started out pretty innocent, I never thought it would get so out of hand. I mean, first it was just Shigure, and then Haru, well, that was a given. But by the time it was Kyo I knew something was wrong.

 

Ayame: *quietly trying to give himself the hemlich manuver*…

 

Yuki: *oblivious* So, I'm thinking to myself, 'Am I just gay? Why have I suddenly become the Sohma Family Pimp?' I mean, Shigure knew that I was bound to be gay since the moment I was born, so it was only natural that he'd show me the ropes.

 

Ayame: *still choking* So… by 'ropes', I take it you mean…your virginity..?*cough*

 

Yuki: ye-wait. You're not who I think you are, are you? *suspiciously glaring at the phone*

 

Ayame: …of course I'm not…*innocent face*

 

Yuki: I can't believe I just confessed to you nii-san! How could you trick me like that? Ugh, men! *forceful click*

 

Ayame: *long pause* Yuki confided in me! *sparkle, sparkle*

 

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Ayame: AGA's confession hotline, please confess your sin.

 

Akito: Hello? Hello? Is this the fetish shop? Hello?

 

Ayame: Um, no.. this is our confession hotline… do you have anything to confess?

 

Akito: are you sure this isn't the fetish shop? OR the bondage company?

 

Ayame: ye-es. I'm very sure about that fact.

 

Akito: did you ask if I had anything to confess?

 

Ayame:…*thinking* (do I want to know?)

 

Akito: Well, you see, it all started out as my regular doctor's checkup and-

 

Ayame: *hangs up*

 

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Ayame: AGA's confession hotline, please confess your sin.

 

Hatsuharu: Alright, awmigod, I just gotta tell somebody. It was, like, totally, so not my fault. It was, like, all Yuki, right? Like, like I said, SO not me. I like, totally thought he was being FaItHfUl to me, like, ohmigawd, like that would EVER happen. But it would be, like, so totally radically CoOl, but he WaSn'T. and I'm, like, so, like, absoleutly crushed. Yuki is sUcH, the, ew, like, pimp-thing. And it's SO totally gross. I even, I mean, like, dressed in some tAcKy dRaG outfit for him! And he even, like, can't even ApPrEcIaTe my affection. Totally bumed-out. I mean, like, I KNEW something was up. 'cause, like, when ever he, like, pimp-thing's with Kyo, I KNOW when he does it. And he LiEs about it! Imagine! Teh nerve of that boy! Ick, maybe I'll like, you know, go *gasps* straight.

 

Ayame: …

 

Hatsuharu: Yeah, that's what I'll do. Now that I've got that bug out of my system, God, I hate talking like some cheap Britney Spears imatation. Well, thanks for listening Aya. *hangs up*

 

Ayame: *pause* How'd he know it was me?

 

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AN~ should I do more?