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The girl that speaks in the plural
Gensou blinked her dark blood red eyes once...twice...what the hell was Kaoru talking about again? Something about...boys...no cloths...wait...
"Kaoru we kind of lost you back at 'college life is gonna be great'" Gensou smiled her regular gentle naïve smile and scratched the back of her neck.
Her sapphire eyed friend tossed her purplish black ponytail over her shoulder and brushed her long bangs from her face. She looked at Gensou irritated. If only the red eyed girl would snap out of her little world for two seconds just to listen to her. Misao on the other hand was almost just as lost only she had caught the boys part but nothing about the skirts and dresses they were going to where for college parties. She blinked her green eyes at Kaoru and said, "I kinda lost you too."
Kaoru let out an agitated noise, eyebrow twitching, and snapped, "I said, there's going to be a lot of hot college guys around so we don't have to go searching anymore, and that I've got the perfect outfit idea's for all of us for when we go to parties. WAKARIMASU KA?"
Misao groaned, "No dresses, no skirts."
Gensou laughed, "Why would we go searching for guys? We've been here for three years and needed nothing from them "
"You've got to be kidding me." Both Kaoru and Misao stared at the girl.
Gensou had skipped out on high school and gone straight to college. The only funny quirk about the girl was how she always spoke in the plural. All three of them had been good friends in junior high but even people that weren't close to Gensou knew that not one suggestive thought ever passed through her mind. She worked with logic and nothing else. She was a tomboy/bookworm/pianist/skateboarder/shinobi but despite all of her life working and thinking the thought of looking at a man in any suggestive way was totally beyond her mind. Misao sighed and put her face in her hands. Just then a frantic looking young woman passed by.
"Parlle vous France?" she was asking anyone that would listen. She looked flustered and had a map turned upside down in her hand.
"We,we Mademoiselle." Gensou smiled.
A conversation passed between the frantic woman and the strangely intelligent girl. Gensou was explaining something to her when Misao asked Kaoru, "She speaks close to twenty different languages yet she still hasn't even put her mind to use concocting a plan on how to snatch a hot guy. WITH BRAINS LIKE HERS THAT'S ALL I'D BE DOING!!!!"
Kaoru sighed a mushroom cloud, "Misao, she missed out on high school and even in junior high she never really paid attention to anything that she didn't want to learn. Her head is just always up in the clouds. I mean seriously, she plays the piano and fixes clocks for a living but has never put her hands on one friggen romance novel."
"We've got to help her!"
"We'll find the perfect man for her!"
"Screw the perfect man for her, we just need to find a man for her."
"What on earth are you two talking about?" Gensou asked after she waved good bye to the French girl.
Kaoru and Misao had struck a pose with fists raised and stubborn chins pointed up defiantly. They both sighed and sweatdropped when their younger friend turned back to them. Gensou was a year younger and apparently that year made all the difference. When her friends picked out certain subjects like guys and cloths Gensou would just stare at them confusedly as if they were speaking some foreign language that she never could pick up.
At the moment the girl wore olive green slim fitting yet loose cargo pants with ties by the knees that she hadn't tied. The pants were clenched up by her tiny waist by a black belt with silver metal spikes on it. She wore a loose fitting shirt but it was tight enough to fit her form. It was three quarter sleeved and had some English writing on it that neither Kaoru nor Misao could make out, and the sleeves were navy but the body of the shirt was black. She wore black arm warmers with a bunch of metal silver bracelets that jingled against each other when she moved her wrists. She had three small hoop earrings in one ear and two on the other. It was all topped off with a dark blue hat turned backwards, her hair blacker than a void, put in a sort of rope design that wasn't a braid. Her face was clear of all altering substances which only made her look like a little girl.
Kaoru, probably the most mature of the three wore a skirt, not to short but not to long, that was lavender and a white spaghetti strap shirt. She had on a tiffany bracelet and heart earrings that glittered in the sunlight. Her pretty hair was tied up in a ponytail with a silk lavender scarf that had dandelions dyed onto it. She wore nice white sandals with clear rhinestones on them as opposed to Gensou's battered old rainbow sandals that were most likely the same exact pair she wore in junior high. The girl hadn't gotten any taller. Kaoru also had a nice gold thumb ring and a silver toe ring.
Misao was positioned, in the fashion department, somewhere between the two. She wore stretchy bell bottom navy denim jeans and a blue and green striped button up, three quarter sleeve shirt. She had buttoned it up only half way letting the yellow spaghetti strap stretchy shirt she wore under it, show. Her hair was tied back in a braid nicely and she wore dangling silver earrings and a plain silver chain necklace. Her make up was all natural looking, a little less than Kaoru. She wore Roxy sandals though, the kind one would wear to the pool.
"Gensou, we're in your dorm room so let's just get there and then we can make our plans." Kaoru sighed.
"Hai, hai follow us." Gensou nodded up and down cutely.
The girl turned one way...then the other...then another...she finally did an about face turn and pointed.
"I think we usually go this way."
Misao and Kaoru: --; --;
"Are you sure?" Misao asked there friend remembering the time they went trick or treating in the neighborhood closest to the girls home and ended up not getting back to their houses until 3:00am because the girl forgot which way they were going halfway through the night.
"It doesn't really matter. They all lead to the same place. We just think this way is the quickest." Gensou nodded up and down, smiling brightly.
They all followed Gensou. Truth be told they were all tomboys, not one of them enjoyed being hit on because it made them uncomfortable, save Gensou. She did know when she was being hit on. Kaoru and Misao had all beaten up pervy boys who couldn't keep their hands to themselves. Kaoru tried to break free from being a tomboy but it even though she dressed differently the attitude still remained. Misao also tried, albeit not as hard as Kaoru but still tried. It seemed even harder from her to break free. Gensou just didn't really know or care what anyone thought about her. She didn't know how they categorized her and even if she did she wouldn't do anything about it. For her there was no other way to be.
Truth be told, Gensou had another small quirk about her. She was clinically insane. Yes, that's right, she hears voices inside her head. But the funny part is they speak different languages and they don't really tell her to kill her self or anything. They bug her when she tries to speak in the singular because they want to be included and known but other then that the only things they do is tell her what to get at the grocery store and remind her what her neighbor's phone number is. Just useless things like that. Kaoru and Misao both knew this and didn't make much of it. They loved her because she was who she was. They all enjoyed rough housing, skateboarding, soccer, martial arts, and were major otaku. But everyone knew Gensou had three weaknesses. Candy, ice cream, and books.
Of course Etsuya was also a weakness but they didn't really count him. No, he wasn't a boyfriend, yet Kaoru and Misao had joked that Gensou loved him enough to get married to him. Etsuya was a gecko. A cute little dark green gecko that was probably looked upon as one of the most pathetically weak creatures in all the world, and though Gensou was polite she was tough in nature. No one really knew why she kept the little thing around but it would always climb out of her pocket or, if it was scared, which happened to be the majority of the time, climb up into her hair and hide in the black locks.
They soon arrived at the building and walked inside. They went up the long stair case and Gensou, being unnaturally strong, helped out with the luggage. They got inside and looked in on the place where their friend stayed. A couch, a blanket, a refrigerator and freezer, a TV, assorted game systems, books piled up in stacks scattered around the room as well as bookcases lining the walls, five clocks, music CD's of classical and punk rock, and a Boa constrictor in its box without the lid on so that it could roam freely if it pleased.
"Well, this is definitely your place." Misao laughed eyeing the snake.
"I'd like to see your room but I'm pretty sure if I opened the door a mountain of books and bags of jelly beans would fall on me." Kaoru laughed.
"We're sorry. We should really clean up more often.;" Gensou laughed and began to tidy up the place while Kaoru and Misao went upstairs to pick out their new rooms. Once everything was situated they all came downstairs to see that it was impeccably clean. And Gensou was sitting on the couch with her spectacles on her nose reading a book. Kaoru smiled and shook her head. Misao giggled. School had been really hard without their strangely intelligent friend. Gensou was stupid in some ways like social life but in everything else you could ask her anything and not have to worry if the answer was wrong.
Kaoru snatched the book out of a startled Gensou's hands and doggy eared the page so that the girl didn't lose her spot.
"We have a week left before classes start. Let's have some fun!" Misao shouted.
"HAI, TAISHO!" Kaoru and Gensou shouted.
Misao had always been somewhat of the ring leader. And that's how college started. Of course none of them knew that at that very moment three boys had arrived at school. Three boys that would reek havoc and make hell for the three best friends. Everything this week would definitely not go smoothly.
OK that's the first chapter please review! Gensou is seventeen and Kaoru and Misao are both eighteen. Gensou went to college while the other two were in high school and now their all meeting up again.
Gensou means illusion. Taisho means captian. Wakarimasu ka? Means do you understand?