Blissful Ignorance

Oh hell no. That's low, even for you bookworm. What kind of f'ed up mission are they on anyway?

Well...what about some enemies who likes to go to drag queen shows, so...

Anyway, this is about TORTURE. ME. TORTURE. THEM. Of course I would make things up, uncomfortable and comfortable, for them. This is for LAUGHS. If this gets to your sensitivities (or male ego or whatever), then just ignore this one. I KNOW that the GW BOYS are TOUGH. But hey, if I can't torture/embarass them, then where would be the humor in my torturing the GW gang.

Oh, yeah. There will be another such 'uncomfortable' situation that the Preventer 5 will be in. If you don't like it, ignore it. Can't say when it will be posted, but it won't be the next one.

BTW, the next one is more to my usual one. It is longer than this one. And there will be some characters from another anime. But they don't take a lot of fic. Based on my imagination, of course (the fic).

Here is a hint to my next one:

For the first time, there will be some characters from another anime.

And...it involves a contest.

coolies

Expect the next one this weekend.

Expect the next one this weekend.

As promised, here is the next one.

bookworm Tortures Preventer 5 & Zechs x2

?Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!?

Bookworm was done laughing as she read the last page of the manga chapter.

?This is great!?

She decided to use the idea from the manga chapter for her new torture.

~*~

The women stared at the kitchen studio.

?Who do you think will win??

The bipolar brunette turned to her petite German friend.

?We?ll just have to wait and see.?

One blonde with interesting eyebrows flipped her hair.

?There are bets placed on them.?

This got the other women?s attentions.

The cousin of the brunette raised her eyebrow.

?Really??

The blonde nodded her head.

?It?s neck-to-neck between Maxwell and Barton. Chang comes second.?

Another blonde sipped the tea she brought with her.

?And what about the others??

?Even though Quatre is rich, he got some following. Zechs does also.?

The wife of the latter finally spoke.

?And what about???

The first blonde quirked her lips.

?It seems that only six people supported the Perfect Soldier.?

She gave a knowing look at the other blonde.

?Especially since they are all family.?

The other women shared looks and then turned to gaze at the blonde, who continued sipping her tea.

The brunette returned her attention to the studio.

?It really doesn?t matter. All I care is that the children are excited over the contest.?

She frowned.

?Relena, how did your children get hold of the bet??

The blonde lowered her tea.

?They did it on their own.?

She smiled.

?Besides?they are HIS children.?

Before the other women could comment about that statement, there was the bell.

?Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!!! It is an honor to bring you the Bread Contest with our SPECIAL contestants.?

Said contestants stared at the audience, some grumbling, some waving or smiling, and the rest were wearing noncommittal expressions on their faces.

The host continued on?

?until it was time to judge the bread.

?To judge the contest, here are our ADORABLE judges.?

Thus saying, there was the famous G4, four ?adorable? professionals who knew their bread.

The G4 each tried the bread of each contestant.

First of?

?This is great bread, Chang.?

The Chinese man just scowled.

?Very nice, Winner.?

The blond Arab blushed.

?Exquisite, Barton.?

???

?Great choice, Maxwell.?

The American grinned.

?Thanks!?

Finally, the G4 stopped at the last two contestants. They hesitated, wondering which one to try first.

Knowing what they were thinking, the younger of the two motioned for them to try his rival?s first. This gesture was accompanied with his FAMOUS glare.

Before his rival could say a word, the G4 tried his first.

?Wonderful bread, Peacecraft.?

There were murmurs in the audience, most surprised that the prince KNEW how to BAKE bread, while his supporters cheered on.

It was finally the last contestant?s turn.

The judges took bites, and then?

Their eyes WIDENED.

Their jaws DROPPED.

Their bodies?REACTED.

The host, concerned for the judges? health, stepped nearer.

?Are you alright??

The one the host was talking to took a step back.

?Mina, don?t take a step closer.?

The blonde frowned.

?Why not, Kunz??

The man shook his head.

?I?can?t?control?myself??

While the man was babbling, his blond cohort turned to the last contestant.

?What--??

The man?smiled.

?I call it?Desire Bread.?

The other contestants, as well as most of the audience (excluding the last contestant?s family) choked.

?Desire Bread??

The man smirked.

?The desire imprinted within you comes to the forefront. For us, the desire that gives you most pleasure becomes greater in volume.?

The other blond of the G4 spoke.

?But why THIS reaction??

?Your DESIRE for your mate is greatest within you. Of course I would amplify your NEED for your mate.?

The last of the G4 swore.

?Now I need Lita.?

The bread maker grinned.

Kunz, as he was called by the host, recovered [barely] enough to speak up.

?I give my vote to HIM.?

The rest of the G4 followed suit.

The host, realizing that the ?adorable? G4 were in pain, decided to speed the contest towards its finish.

?The winner of the Bread Contest is Heero Yuy!!!!?

The host barely got the sentence out before she was hauled into Kunz?s arms and out of the room, followed by the other G4, who headed for their own mates to relieve their DESIRES.

The other contestants turned to watch the judges? and host?s departure, and then they stared at the winner.

Each opened their mouth?

?and found themselves swallowing the piece of bread that the winner had shot unerringly towards their mouth.

Their eyes WIDENED.

Their faces SCRUNCHED UP.

They braced themselves against the table.

And the winner GRINNED.

?I suggest you follow the G4?s actions.?

His rival snorted.

?I can handle this.?

Though this sentence was spoken through gritted teeth.

?I don?t think so.?

The five men got blank expressions on their faces.

?I made those pieces more POTENT than the one I gave to the G4.?

The other men were silent.

And then?

As one, they ran towards their mates.

The women barely squeaked out protests before they were carried out of the room.

Only the brunette and the winner?s wife were left.

?I didn?t know that Heero could bake THAT bread.?

The blond stood up.

?How else did we get five children if he didn?t bake THAT??

So saying, she went down towards her husband and children, knowing that it wasn?t over.

Her husband caught her eyes and gave her THE look.

Oh, yes?it was definitely NOT over.

THE END

(Note: There are some references to a few characters from Sailor Moon. The G4 being the Generals of Endymion. And the host and Lita obviously being Venus and Jupiter of the Sailor Scouts. The bread contest is sort of reminiscent of Yakitate! Japan! And I am not saying that Heero needed the bread for conception. I?m saying that with the bread, contraception was not on their minds. Thus, the five children.))

*snickers* Only Heero would think of something like that....

*scratches head* Bread? What sort of bread is that?
(me thinks me lost )

?The desire imprinted within you comes to the forefront. For us, the desire that gives you most pleasure becomes greater in volume.?

A bread that increases a desire. Like, you want more 1xR fics. Then you will read 1xR fics until your body is exhausted.

The bread is fiction. I made it up.