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Curse Of The God Of Love
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A God of Love in training gets one wish or favor on their 90th birthday, what happens when one uses it for personal entertainment? Crack pairings? Yaoi. Yuri? Seriously idiotic moments? Gender bending? Maybe all of them! Rated for swearing and drinking.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Death The Kid & Crona - Chapters: 16 - Words: 26,612 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 07-20-12 - Published: 10-08-10 - id: 6382470
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A/N: ... I have no right to talk to you about my life... You may hit me with rocks if you wish...

Warning: Just screwed up shameless shipping because I'm a huge bitch. Oh yeah and a warning for the slight cussing.

Disclaimer: If you know it I don't own it. Also chapter seven SORRY about that Dane Cook! I completely forgot about crediting that. Thank you two pissed off reviews telling everyone where that is from. Flamers/angry people/trolls/people with too much time on their hands/insomniacs what would we do with out you?

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~Gopher's POV~

I stand next to the wall a scowl on my face. I feel strangely left out right now. No one has talked to me and I haven't had any action. I'm an important person! Suddenly a tall pink haired chick walks by reading a book. She was wearing black dress pants and a black, long sleeve collar shirt with pink strips going down it making it look almost pin stripped, almost. Her long hair was in a bun with a pair of chop sticks threw it a pair of glasses perched on her nose as she scans the page a frown on her face.

She seemed familiar somehow. Maybe Ai's mom? No way that hellion couldn't have anything to do with this quiet chick. She probably acted like she had a stick up her butt like Medusa. Man she was a bitch. Suddenly the woman turns her head to me. She takes off her glasses stopping her walk and closing the book as she makes both things disappear.

"Oh, hello Gopher I'm happy to see you are well. It seems I haven't talked to you in a while. I'm also glad you have not gone missing." She says her voice not completely monotone.

"Who are you?" I ask the woman.

"It appears no one told you yet. Someone used one of my potions on me making me older. They also turned Shinigami-Sama younger and Pedo bear human. Also they stole one potion that could destroy all of the universes." Ai says looking at a clip board, "I think whoever has done these things has kidnapped the weapons. I have yet to find one weapon here that isn't an immature god."

"Who's a weapon?" I ask.

"Isa didn't you know that? She's a scythe." Ai says twirling a pen in her hand.

"So what are we going to do to stay alive?" I ask.

"It's a good thing I chipped Crona for that experiment I can probably find everyone and whoever kidnapped them with that." Ai says.

"You chipped Crona?" I say stunned.

"Yes when I gave him the potion to separate Ragnarok from his body." Ai says turning to leave, "I'd stay around someone if I were you we don't know when or if they will strike again."

The click of her heels fade away and I wonder who could have done this. Then I notice something dark out of the corner of my eye. I then see a large black spider crawling across the floor. I scream jumping away from it. A laugh comes from somewhere.

"What are you laughing at!" I say angry.

"You, you're afraid of spiders?" Ragnarok asks walking in.

"Hey I thought Crona was missing." I say.

"Yeah I don't know where the twerp is and I don't care. I'm enjoying my free time." Ragnarok says stretching, "I've really got to thank the kid this is great."

"You are probably the worst weapon ever." I say.

"I won't be any help really somethings blocking the connection between me and Crona." Ragnarok says crossing his arms.

"Freedom!" Pedo bear screams.

I stare wide eyed as the man runs down the hallway in the nuuuude. Ew he's all old. Okay he is looks about Noah-Sama's age but who knows how old he actually is.

"Pedo bear how many times have I told you to put your pants back on! There are children a soup!" Isa yells running down the hall with a pair of brown pants.

"A soup?" Ragnarok says curiously.

"Yes, a soup don't you have any beef-a-roni Ragnarok?" Isa asks.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ragnarok says, "That doesn't make any sense!"

"It makes complete gravy you just are a complete rague." Isa says crossing her arms.

"Rague? Isn't that a sauce?" I ask.

"Oh! Now you're just trying to make me mad you bitch!" Ragnarok yells.

Isa scoffs loudly at Raganrok, "I am not a penne you avacado beet."

"You are a complete retard." Ragnarok says finally brushing her off.

"No you're a rague!" Isa screams at the retreating Raganrok before walking away.

Pedo bear picks up the pants putting them on.

"Restraint!" He yells running away again.

Now I was left alone in the room wondering what just happened. Those idiots were going to make a fool out of Noah-sama I just knew it. I start walking out before I see a boy about my age trying to eat seven Popsicle at once.

"Hello Gopher~ How ya doing~" He says goofily before walking away.

"Who are you?" I ask looking at him confused.

"I'm Death~ I'm a kid again!" He says happily.

"So Ai was telling the truth?" I say thoughtfully.

"What were you telling the truth about?" Shinigami says tilting his head.

Okay since when was he a retard? When did I have the inner thought processs of a thirteen year old girl? Oh well, "No! Not me Ai! You know the bitch that locked us all in this city!"

"You don't have to yell." Shinigami says crossing his arms pouting slightly.

I sigh, "Sorry about that. I just had to deal with Ragnarok laughing at me, a pantsless Pedo bear, and Isa making no sense."

"I'll except your apology on one condition." Shinigami says.

"Depends on what it is?" I say not wanting to do anything horrible.

"Fine I won't except your apology! You have to promise to do it!" Shinigami says hands on his hips.

"Okay if it will get you to leave me alone." I say defeated after this I could go find Noah-Sama.

Shinigami smiles somewhat creepily and grabs my wrist and starts pulling me towards the door. I panic slightly and try pulling away but he's really strong for someone three inches shorter than me. Maybe I am kind of weak? No way that can't be it.

"Where are you dragging me?" I ask threw gritted teeth.

"We're going to the carnival~" Shinigami says happily.

"A carnival?" I ask.

"Yep~ Isn't that awesome~ No one else would go with me! Isa was too busy trying to get Ai not to send those robots back, Ai was trying to send the robots home, Patty's destroying giraffe's, Kid's too busy, and everyone else just won't go or is ignoring me!" Shinigami whines.

"I know how you feel no one even notices me anymore! I stole Giriko's booze without him even noticing me! I even took "
Justin's head phones and messed up Kid's hair!" I say exasperated.

"Yeah! Ignored people unite!" Shinigami says.

"We will never be ignored again! Noah-Sama will have no choice but to notice me!" I yell.

"We'll show them what happens when they ignore us!" Shinigami yells.

"After the carnival." I say.

"Of course I'm not missing out on it~" Shinigami says.

We both smile and head towards the smell of cotton candy, carnival food, and puke. Seeing the slight outline of rides from over the tops of buildings.

A/N: Hello people. Sorry for not updating so long. I've just been busy slacking off hehe. Well I hope this is half decent. Half of it was done for almost three months before I finished it in ten minutes after my ideas started going at it like rabbits. Kind of sad now that we killed all of our rabbits for their meat... Oh well new topic~ Free cookies for any one who reads this! I love you all even you flamers and trolls you're a much needed part of the internet ecosystem how could we survive without people like you to hate? But then I think I'm physically incapable of feeling strong emotions like love or hate but that's philosophical stuff no one wants to hear~ I don't know when the next chapter will come but it might be soon~

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