Side Story: How Ooshima Kyoutarou got started on Shoujo Manga

It started innocently enough. While waiting for his girl to come out of the bathroom, Ooshima Kyoutarou saw a copy of X1999 beside the table lamp.

Thinking it was some type of porn manga (hey, it did have 'X' on it. How was he supposed to know? And Mame-chan certainly did tend to lean towards those things...) He decided to read it a little bit (it was, coincidentally, the part where the High Priestess' younger sister was sleeping with one of the Dragons of the Earth), and even if it wasn't nearly as graphic as he had expected it to be, that chick was waaaaaay hot.

So he read more.

He eventually realized that whatever sex he might find would be incidental. And that this story revolved around two men, who were once as close as real brothers, who were trying to save the world (by changing it or keeping it the way it is), who were now enemies. But, the main thing that still got him?

The chicks were waaaaaaay hot.

Of course, that it was about two groups trying to take over the world was pretty cool, too. and while he didn't care much for all that magic...there was swordfighting involved! And it wasn't like regular kiddie manga, where no one dies. The characters actually die! Even the good guys!

Hmmm...Shoujo manga wasn't all that girly after all.

He stood up, and saw a shelf that had more manga.

Funny. He never noticed them, before.

He saw a title that caught his eye. XXXHolic. (Hey! It had three X's!! Surely there was more action here!) On the cover was a sexy, well-endowed Ane-san, with a heavy-lidded, inviting gaze, and a mysterious smile, wearing an elaborate kimono, attended to by...a student?!

Well...He thought, his lips twitching, as he tried not to laugh. Nice rack aside, the Ojou could probably relate.

He then remembered how dense the Kuroda Heir was.

Okay. He concluded. Maybe not.

Another was called Chobits, and the cover had a young girl on her hands and knees, wearing nothing but a man's long-sleeved shirt. Another was Bakuretsu Hunters, with the cover showing two hot chicks that seemed like they were into S&M. Then Galaxy Angels. Love Hina. Maburaho. TsuyoKiss.

Pages upon pages of women, teens, girls of any age that could make a man's mouth water.

All of them HOT.

He heard the door to the bathroom open, to find Mame-chan in a damn sexy number in black and purple lace. "Hmmmm?" He heard her make a curious sound, referring to the manga (X1999) that was in his hand.

"Kyou-chan!" She said, as she walked over to him slowly. "I never knew you read shoujo manga!"

With a feral grin, he pulled her close, dropping the book.

"I just started, actually. Mind if I take some home?" He asked, while he nuzzled her neck.

"No." She whispered. "As long as I have your complete attention, when we're alone."

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So it was that the following day, as Sawada Shin walked through the gate, into the garden where they usually sparred, he was met by the unusual sight of the Young Chief lying on the porch, reading through Volume 1 of Chobits.

It took a whole second for Shin's mind to register this fact.

"So." He noted, as he dropped his bag by the pillar, changed into his training shirt, and tied his hair back. "You've moved onto Shoujo Manga now, huh."

The Young Chief gave him a naughty grin, and pointed to Chii (a character in the story).

"Look at her. Do you know what she is?" He asked.

The red-head replied "not really." as he retied his shoelaces.

he didn't really care, but he figured the old man would tell him, anyway.

"She's a computer. Know how to turn her on?" The scar-faced man asked, slyly, this time.

Seeing the obnoxious expression on the Young Chief's face, and hearing him ask the question in that tone of voice, he could almost guess the answer.

Ugh. Perverted old geezer. "I'm not really interested." He answered, hoping to discourage the older man.

Sadly, the Young Chief knew how to twist this reply, just enough to make him regret his words.

"If it was the Ojou, though, you'd definitely be interested, eh?" The jerk answered.

Shin smacked his palm against his face. A couple of times for good measure, as he fought to prevent the mental image from flooding his brain, addling his wits, and the evidence of it blooming on his face.

Too Late.

it happened.

It was seen.

And the bastard responsible was already laughing hard, rolling on the floor, while he was at it.

Shin felt like kicking him. He did too, just to feel better.

it wasn't working.

So he kept doing it.

No effect.

This was the scene that Kumiko had walked into. And while they managed to steer clear of the reason for Shin's discomfort, the Shoujo Manga did not go unnoticed.

And while Shin and Kyou sparred, Kumiko had enough time to sneak into the Young Chief's room, and behold his beauties.

Kumiko knew the Young Chief long enough and well enough that this was not a sign of him being GAY, but from the looks of it, it seemed like he was hooked.

Really.

So with a gleam in her eye, and a spring in her step, she had decided to relocate the beauties.

Heh. That should show him! She thought cheerfully.

Her eyes scanned the room one more time, making sure she got them all. Her eyes caught one more, just peeking under his pillow, and she picked it up. On the cover was a sexy, well-endowed Ane-san, with a heavy-lidded, inviting gaze, and a mysterious smile, wearing an elaborate kimono, attended to by...a student?!

She didn't understand whe she suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Why her heart was beginning to race. Why her breath felt short and she felt extremely uncomfortable and guilty.

What did it have to do with the picture anyway? Of course it was wrong for any yakuza female to treat schoolboys like toys, b-b-but w-what did that have to do with...her?!

She slapped her hand over her eyes, turned around, and walked out of the room, only to smack her head against the door. So she removed her hand, and made a hasty exit.

And this was how Ooshima Kyoutarou got hooked on Shoujo Manga...only to have it taken away just as quickly.

OWARI!