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Story: Hokuto's Fashion Tips - Long-sleeved Rubber Gloves
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Rating: PG (if at all)
Summary: Maybe Armani isn't the outfit of choice for a responsible Sakurazukamori.
Disclaimer: "Tokyo Babylon" and all characters, institutions, locations and/or situations therefrom are copyright 2000 Clamp, SHINSHOKAN Co., Tokyo. No infringement is intended by their inclusion in this work. The author makes no claim of ownership to any of the characters, institutions, locations, and/or situations associated with "Tokyo Bablyon". This is a piece of non-profit fan fiction. All original characters, institutions, locations and situations are copyright Ann-Kathrin Kniggendorf and may not be used without permission.
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A. Kniggendorf: Hokuto's Fashion Tips - Long-sleeved Rubber Gloves
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"He ought to wear long sleeved rubber gloves," she stated and stressed her point with a distinct poke of her wooden spoon covered in the brown dough intended for chocolate cookies.
"Who ought to wear gloves, Hokuto-chan?" Seishiro, preparing the icing, asked.
"The sakurazukamori of course, silly!" Hokuto nodded distinctly and added a bit of sugar to the concoction. "I wonder if the poor man knows about the risks he's taking in his job nowadays."
"The sakurazukamori is said to be a ruthless killer. Shouldn't we be worried about his victims rather than him?"
"Sei-chan! The man kills by punching a hole through his victims, right?" She shook her head. "Think of all these blood transmitted diseases nowadays." She shuddered. "Like hepatitis, syphilis, AIDS!"
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"Sei-chan? Don't you feel well?"
END.
Please note:
My fanfics are based solely on the German translation of the Clamp manga books, therefore there may be differences in names and details from the English or Japanese editions.
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Rating: PG (if at all)
Summary: Maybe Armani isn't the outfit of choice for a responsible Sakurazukamori.
Disclaimer: "Tokyo Babylon" and all characters, institutions, locations and/or situations therefrom are copyright 2000 Clamp, SHINSHOKAN Co., Tokyo. No infringement is intended by their inclusion in this work. The author makes no claim of ownership to any of the characters, institutions, locations, and/or situations associated with "Tokyo Bablyon". This is a piece of non-profit fan fiction. All original characters, institutions, locations and situations are copyright Ann-Kathrin Kniggendorf and may not be used without permission.
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A. Kniggendorf: Hokuto's Fashion Tips - Long-sleeved Rubber Gloves
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"He ought to wear long sleeved rubber gloves," she stated and stressed her point with a distinct poke of her wooden spoon covered in the brown dough intended for chocolate cookies.
"Who ought to wear gloves, Hokuto-chan?" Seishiro, preparing the icing, asked.
"The sakurazukamori of course, silly!" Hokuto nodded distinctly and added a bit of sugar to the concoction. "I wonder if the poor man knows about the risks he's taking in his job nowadays."
"The sakurazukamori is said to be a ruthless killer. Shouldn't we be worried about his victims rather than him?"
"Sei-chan! The man kills by punching a hole through his victims, right?" She shook her head. "Think of all these blood transmitted diseases nowadays." She shuddered. "Like hepatitis, syphilis, AIDS!"
...
"Sei-chan? Don't you feel well?"
END.
Please note:
My fanfics are based solely on the German translation of the Clamp manga books, therefore there may be differences in names and details from the English or Japanese editions.
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Date: 2005-09-25 19:53 (UTC)From:Tree-san: "Sei-chan! I don't care about your qualms regarding some petty germs! But it won't do to work in *that*. It violates my sense of propriety. I won't take food from a guy wearing a diver's suit in a public park. No way."