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Bravo In An Elevator	By : hitop211 Category: +G to L > Girls Bravo Views: 3638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Girls Bravo or any of its characters. This fan fiction is solely for the purposes of entertainment with no intention for financial profit.

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Any time that the group is attending a cooking class Miharu gets particularly excited, and today’s dish of choice is curry.
"How spicy do you think I should make my curry, Yukinari?" asked Miharu.
"Not too much. Remember how anything too spicy affects your sinuses, Miharu?" responded Yukinari.
"You should try yours with this formula I’ve made, Yukinari," said Lisa. "Just one drop of this will help cure you of your allergy again."
"Lisa, how could you still be chasing after Puny-Nari?" asked Fukuyama in a desperate manner. "Certainly you deserve better."
Lisa looked at her older brother with a sinister expression, raised one eye brow followed by her hand with a signal to fire a gun.
“No! Stop! Please!” said Fukuyama frantically. “What I meant to say was, Puny-Na…I mean Yukinari is a fine young man for you,” he continued. “Please don’t let them shoot me. It really hurts,” he begged.
Lisa, sighing with relief, immediately gives a signal to cancel the order while looking toward the classroom window.
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Hayate observes Lisa’s command through a pair of high tech binoculars from a park across the street from the school, where they also keep guard of Koyomi, Tomoka and Ebi while they enjoy their day off.
“Cancel that order Kosame,” he said through his head set.
“Understood,” responded Kosame, who views the order from the scope of her sniper rifle. She slowly guides the scope over to Kirie leaning over to her recipe book to catch a glimpse of her cleavage.
“Oh, Miss Kirie. I miss those so much,” she said quietly to herself. “Please let me bury my face into those again soon.”
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While Kirie is cooking her dish of curry she watches the rest of the group and their commotion, particularly Yukinari nervously wedged between Miharu and Lisa, and smiles knowing that he’ll be alright. But while she watches, she begins to see blurry yet familiar visions in her mind. It briefly stops her cold in her tracks and she wonders what it could be.
“Kirie,” whispered Fukuyama into her ear.
“Go grope some other woman in Hell!” Kirie quickly yells as her reflexes cause her to punch Fukuyama in the face, knocking him to the ground. Kirie, coming to her senses, realizes that what she did was perhaps a little unnecessary.
“Jeez, sorry about that Fukuyama, but don’t sneak up on me like that,” she said with a huff. “If you would have known by now you wouldn’t have this problem, you know?”
“Well, I’m sorry for trying to get your attention,” said Fukuyama gathering himself up and readjusting his neck. “I just couldn’t help but notice that you were in some sort of trance or something. Or maybe you were thinking about something?”
“It’s none of your business Fukuyama,” responds Kirie as she goes back to cooking.
“Maybe you were thinking about your darling Kosame, hmm?” said Fukuyama with a crooked smile. “Oh, what unspeakable things that you would want her to do to you, and what I’d pay for the privilege of seeing that!” he finished with a maniacal laugh before receiving an elbow in the face from Kirie and landing head first.
“Well, I guess it takes a homosexual to know one, now doesn’t it, Fukuyama?” said Kirie, which causes the rest of the group to start snickering amongst themselves.
“Nice,” said Fukuyama, dusting himself off. “Very original, Kirie. Did you make that one up yourself?” he continues before he notices Yukinari quietly laughing.
“And what do you find so funny Puny-Nari?” demanded Fukuyama.
“Well, no offense Fukuyama but Kirie kind of has a point,” said Yukinari. “I speak for everyone when I say that I’m sorry for talking behind your back, but we’ve all been discussing it and, well…, we think that you’re gay.”
“And how does willfully surrounding myself with beautiful women suddenly imply that I gay, huh!?” said Fukuyama now raising his voice.
“Well, it’s just that…” began Yukinari nervously. “It’s just that none of us have ever seen you actually go on a date with a woman and attempt to have an actual, meaningful relationship. I mean, you could be surrounding yourself with women to hide any insecurities of being gay. Not to mention that some of the clothes that you wear outside of school make you look gay, but... there’s nothing to be ashamed of so you can come out of… the… closet… already,” he finished while failing to contain himself from laughing.
“We can settle this right here, right now if that’s what you want, Puny-Nari!” yelled Fukuyama raising his fist into Yukinari’s face.
“Kazuharu, please calm down,” begged Miharu. “Can we not cause any more commotion than we’ve already caused? Please.”
Lisa looked toward the window to signal Kosame to be ready to fire.
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Hayate and Kosame, positioning themselves in the park, ready themselves as they acknowledge Lisa’s signal.
“Are you ready, Kosame?” said Hayate through his head set, looking through his binoculars.
“Always,” responded Kosame, putting her finger on the trigger.
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“Hey, that’s enough, Fukuyama!” demanded Kirie.
Fukuyama turned his eyes toward Kirie then began to relax, to which Lisa gave a signal to cancel the order.
“Very well, then,” he said with his usual crooked smile. “I’ll just have to prove to you that I’m not gay and take you for myself, Kirie.”
“Huh?” said Kirie, beginning to defend herself.
“Now come to me, my pretty,” yelled Fukuyama maniacally as he made a running leap toward her with his arms wide open.
Kirie didn’t even have to move an inch before Fukuyama landed face first into the counter that she was cooking her meal with, not even in close proximity to her and leaving everyone else looking puzzled at his idiocy.
“’He’s hopeless,” whispered Kirie to herself, hanging her head.
“I could… use… a ‘hit’… about… now,” Fukuyama said to himself as his faced dragged along the side of the counter before landing with a heavy thud to the ground.
As he landed, it triggered a miniature seismic shockwave causing a shaker of curry powder on the counter that Miharu was using to tip over and create a plume of curry powder smoke to billow over her face.
“Ah... ahh…”
Yukinari, Kirie and Lisa looked worried, preparing for the worst as they were afraid of what her sneezing could trigger next.
“Ahhh… huh?” Miharu had a blank expression on her face before she realized that she didn’t have to sneeze, to which everyone else sighed with relief.
“AHHH-CHOO!”
“NOOO! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!” yelled Yukinari flailing his arms wildly, along with Kirie and Lisa. “Huh?” he said, while everyone stopped panicking as they heard nothing but silence in the room.
“Nothing happened,” said Kirie.
“Maybe you’ve been cured of your exploding sneezing Miharu,” said Lisa now relieved.
“Hey, maybe my allergy to girls might be cured next and everything will be the way it should be,” said Yukinari as they all shared a laugh.
“Maybe now my sneezing has triggered a funny smell,” said Miharu as everyone laughed even louder.
“Hold on, I smell something too,” said Yukinari suddenly cutting off his laughter. “It smells like a gas leak… A GAS LEAK!?”
He opened the door underneath the counter and discovered that the gas line for the burners had ruptured and is leaking.
“You don’t suppose that Miharu’s sneezing caused all of the gas lines to…” said Yukinari.
Then suddenly the school intercom rang and an announcement echoed throughout the campus.
“ATTENTION! THERE’S A GAS LEAK IN THE BUILDING! EVERYONE MUST EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! POWER OFF ALL ELECTRONIC DEVICES AND NO OPEN FLAMES! I REPEAT, EVACUATE THE BUILDING IMMEDIATELY!”
“I’m sorry, you guys,” said Miharu.
“Don’t worry,” said Yukinari. “It’s not your fault.”
“It’s OK, Miharu,” said Lisa picking her older brother up as he grumblingly dusts himself off and digs through his pocket. “As least your sneezing didn’t cause an explosion.”
“Right, but speaking of explosions let’s get out of her before one potentially happens,” said Kirie.
“Right!” confirmed Yukinari, Miharu and Lisa simultaneously as the head on their way out of the building but are stopped dead in their tracks by the sight of an open flame from Fukuyama’s lighter as he lights up his pipe for a ‘hit’ of marijuana, causing a panicked look on everyone’s faces.
Fukuyama, confused, looks up at everyone.
“Now, what?” he asked coldly.
KAAAAAAAABBBOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!
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Lisa’s bodyguards and the rest of the group at the park suddenly turned around, looking terrified as they witnessed the loud explosion at the school.
“Kosame, let’s go!” said Hayate over his head set, running over to the campus with his fellow bodyguard following him.
“Oh, no. We’ve got to save them,” said Tomoka running to the campus.
“Hey, Tomoka. Wait. That’s dangerous. You should let the authorities handle this,” said Koyomi trying to keep up with Tomoka
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“This is all your fault you know, Fukuyama!” yelled Yukinari as he and the rest of the group, who miraculously survived the explosion, were running along with him while the school was ablaze.
“Hey! Don’t blame me Puny-Nari! I’m not the one who caused the gas leak!” yelled Fukuyama as another explosion occurs behind them.
“You’re the one that lit that lighter of yours, big brother! And besides, when did you start smoking that stuff anyway?” yelled Lisa.
“Well, excuse me! But I needed something to help me relax after being made into a laughing stock here!” he retorted angrily.
“What are you, Fukuyama!? Some political hard-core left-winger blaming everyone else for your actions!?” yelled Yukinari.
“When we get outside, you and I are going to have a little talk if you know what I mean, Puny-Nari!” said Fukuyama grabbing onto Yukinari’s collar, to which he retaliated by placing his bare hand on Fukuyama’s face causing him to break out into his allergy to men and scream like a little girl.
The group runs quickly down the hallway toward the stairs, but Kirie begins trailing behind.
“Hey guys! Wait up,” she said in panic.
Before she could catch up, a pile of debris fell from the ceiling in front of her to which she suddenly stopped herself and had to recalculate her escape plan. She stops in the middle of the hall way, trapped in between two piles of concrete, plywood and linoleum mixtures and open flames and black smoke in a nearby class room. She spots an elevator to which she repeatedly presses the button to open the door. She turns around and notices a shadowy figure appearing before her through the smoke in the class room, which eventually becomes fully detailed, turning out to be Kosame covering her nose and mouth with her coat.
“Miss Kirie…” she said without a noticeable expression on her face.
Kirie stood there motionless looking back at the woman she fears, not noticing the elevator door opening from behind her. When suddenly, she looks up to see the ceiling collapse above her.
“Look out!” yelled Kosame, diving to catch her as they both land safely in the elevator, to which the door closes on them. Kirie opens her eyes to see Kosame above her, which surprises her.
“Miss Kirie, are you alri…” Before Kosame could finish her question, they both feel the elevator fall quickly for a split second. Both don’t move from their position, but then suddenly the elevator begins falling rapidly to which Kosame quickly grabs the hand rail to pin Kirie and herself to the floor. The safety gear latches to the railings, grinding at a deafening volume as the speed of the fall begins to decrease almost instantaneously. The elevator lands to the bottom floor with a moderate thud, to which Kosame bounces up and hits her head on the hand rail, knocking her unconscious. All is quiet for a moment when Kirie opens her eyes and notices the bodyguard lying next to her.
“Kosame, are you alright?” she said, attempting to wake her up with no success. “Kosame… oh, no.”
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Police, fire trucks and paramedics are parked all over the campus to come to the aid of students and extinguish the fire. Media outlets begin casting their news reports in front of the chaos. Koyomi, Tomoka and Ebi stand by, under the suggestion of a police officer for their own safety. Suddenly, Koyomi sees the group of her friends running out the building and toward her.
“Oh, thank goodness. They’re alright!” she said with relief.
“Koyomi,” yelled Fukuyama from a distance. “Hold me!” he requested making a running dive toward her, leaving her to tremble in fear.
A loud thud occurs next to her as she opens her eyes and ceases defending herself as she sees, with a disgusted look on her face, Fukuyama landing on Tomoka. The eight-year-old begins screaming at the top of her lungs.
“Hey! Get your hands off of me you pervert!” she demanded, as Fukuyama’s large hands began to inadvertently touch her inappropriately. “Help! Somebody! Help!”
“Tomoka, keep quiet!” demanded Fukuyama, gritting his teeth. “Are you trying to get the whole world’s attention here!?” he continued before hearing several metallic clicking sounds. “Huh?” He looked up slowly and nervously as he is surrounded by police officers pointing guns at him, photographers taking pictures of him, cameramen and news anchors reporting their ‘breaking story’ of Fukuyama ‘attempting to sexually assault a child.’
“Miss Lisa, are you alright?” asked Hayate.
“I’m fine. Thank you,” she answered coughing. “If you and Kosame hadn’t shown up I’d… huh? Kosame? Where’s Kosame? Kosame!?” she said looking around and panicking.
“Oh, no,” said Hayate to himself looked around and noticed that his partner was not present.
“Hey Yukinari, where’s Kirie?” asked Miharu suddenly noticing her absence.
“Huh?” he replied breathing heavily, looking around noticing Kirie not around. “Oh, no. Kirie? Kirie!?” he yelled within the crowd of students. “KIRIE!”
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