Ok, here is the new story that I listed on my profile..
Warnings: (I know I said this already but I will say it again!) Tasuki and Nuriko are in it and THEY ARE DAMN HOT (-Not to mention Chichiri and Kouji -)..but since Tasuki is in it I have to rate it PG13 because he says 'bad words'...blah blah blah...
(-You find a note sitting on the table. You walk over to read it. It says, "Went to McDonalds. If you will all look to the left you will see the automated robot that I created to say my disclaimers for me. And what are you all doing in my house anyway?" You all look to the left. A freaky robot comes out of the shadows and says in a robotic voice, of course "Shelby does not own Fushigi Yuugi or any characters portaining to the show."-)Yeah, I'm not very funny when it comes to disclaimers, especially when I'm bored...
Also, my ideas for fanfictions are my ideas, I don't copy. Although sometimes other fanfics influence my ideas. So don't think I copied off of the fanfiction, The Favor (-I think that's what it's called-) because I admit that fanfic gave me some ideas, but they are my own. By the way, The Favor is a really good fanfic
On to the story!
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"Eh, Chichiri?" Tasuki asked, twiddling his thumbs a bit.
"Hai no da?"
" Member when ya did that spell so that Tamahome an' Miaka could talk ta eachother even though Tamahome was with that yellow-haired girl?"
"Hai no da."
"Well, I was wonderin...could ya do that spell so I could talk ta my mom an' dad?"
"Hai no da.:
"Is that all ya c'n say? I come ta ya askin' fer yer help an' all you c'n say is 'Hai no da'?"
"Hai no da." Chichiri smiled and got up from his meditative position. "I mean, no no da."
Tasuki shot his fists in the air and smiled, "Alright!"
"Why do you want to talk to your parents anyway? Didn't you run away on purpose no da?"
Tasuki twiddled his thumbs again,"Well, yeah, but I just feel a little bad about it now, 'cuz I think they loved me at least a little, after all, I am their son, so I'm gonna pay a little visit to them, if they approve."
Chichiri nodded his head in agreement, "Let's go then. We need a quiet room with at least one empty wall no da. And there can't be anything in the room to distract either of us no da. Do you know where one is? The one Miaka used was her room, and I don't think she would appreciate if we used it no da..."
Now Tasuki nodded his head, "Can it be at Mt. Reikaku? 'Cuz there's a few rooms there that ain't occupied er whatever." (-I don't know if I spelled Reikaku right-)
Again, Chichiri nodded his head, "It can be anywhere as long as it's in a quiet room with no distractions and blank walls no da."
So the duo headed to Mt. Reikaku, not knowing they had a certain navy-haired follower.
-----------------At Mt. Reikaku
Chichiri followed Tasuki up the steep mountain, untill they stopped at the doorway.
"Eh, Chiri?"
"Hai no da?"
Tasuki growled, "Why did we walk all tha way here when we could've just teleported?"
Chichiri put his finger to his chin then scratched his head, "I don't know. Let's just say it gave us exercise no da."
Tasuki shrugged his shoulders then said, "Works fer me, I guess." He then proceeded to knock on the door exactly three times and shouted, "It's Genrou."
There was another heavily accented voice on the other side of the door. "Knock knock. Who's there? It's Genrou. Oh, tha Genrou that hasn't come ta visit his own gang fer almost 10 months now? Yep, that would be him. Ah, well, I guess we should let him in, don't ya think? I think it'd be ok." Chichiri looked at Tasuki with pure confusion, although Tasuki was beaming at the door. The door slammed open and, from the looks of it, almost broke off.
"Genrou!"
"Kouji!"
The two bandits linked arms and started hopping around in a circle, one foot at a time. Chichiri blushed, embarrassed for his friend, and hid his face. He had never seen this dance before, but heard of it from Miaka a long time ago.
Some time later, after alot of talking, laughing, and sake, Chichiri finally got Tasuki to let Kouji know the real reason they had come. "Actually, eh, we came to see if you would let us borrow a room fer a night. We would use one o' tha ones at tha palace but it's too loud..." The bandit had mumbled.
"Wow, Genrou, I knew ya didn't like girls but I never knew ya were like tha-"
"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT YOU DAMN BAKA!" Tasuki's face was bright red and you could tell he was pissed off, because Kouji was hiding behind his chair. "YOU KNOW I LIKE GIRLS!" He calmed down a little bit, then murmured, "Yer lucky that yer my friend, otherwise I'd have fried tha shit-"
Chichiri cut him off, "We need the room so that I can preform a spell to allow Tasuki to talk with his parents no da."
"Who'er ya?" A confused Kouji asked him. When he didn't get an answer right away, he turned to his friend. "Who's this guy again?" He asked, jabbing his thumb in Chichiri's direction, "I don't think we were introduced."
"Oh yeah. Kouji, Chichiri. Chichiri, Kouji. Chichiri's my friend, he's one o' tha other Suzaku Seven. He's here ta do some spell thingy ta let me talk ta my mom an' dad, an' like I said earlier, we would use one o' tha rooms at tha palace but it's too loud there. We need a quiet room with a blank wall an' no distractions, er somethin' like that. So I said, "Mt. Reikaku," an' now we're, I guess."
Kouji, back in his seat, sighed and stood up, then dusted himself off. "Well, I gotta admit, I'm hurt that ya came ta do some spell shit an' not ta see me. But since I'm such a better friend than ya, I'll let ya have one o' tha rooms tonight. On one condition."
Tasuki, with an expression on his face that showed that he had been hurt by Kouji's words, stood up as well. He then hung his head in shame and replied, "Yer right, I shoulda came ta see ya too. But what is tha condition?"
"Ok, two conditions."
Annoyed, Tasuki asked again, "What is tha two conditions?"
"One: Next time ya come, it's gotta be ta visit an' nothin' else. Okay, three conditions." Tasuki growled and then Kouji quickly continued, "Two: Ya gotta come again soon. And three: Don't feel bad, I was just jokin!"
Tasuki pulled out his fan and started chasing Kouji around the room, the both of them laughing.
They are just like little kids no da. Chichiri shook his head and chuckled, then set off to explore the headquarters, leaving the immature bandits to their little game of tag.
Still, none of them knew about their stalker, who just happened to be lurking in the shade of the headquarters...
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Authors notes:
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Nuriko will be in this story in later chapters, I PROMISE. you cant have a story with tasuki and chichiri but no Nuriko! that's just wrong...
ok well i guess you can...but still...