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Author's Note- Hi, this idea popped into my head when I was laying in bed, trying to come up with the perfect date for poor single little Tasuki. His date is not from Fushigi Yugi, but a very well known Magical Girls Show. See if you can guess who it is before I reveal her name. Also, please review! Maybe I could make up Dates for the rest of the Celestial Warriors…
**Tasuki's Date**
-Part one, Preparations-
Tasuki stood in front of the mirror warily. He looked different, and he didn't like it. Despite his struggles for the past hour, Tasuki found himself clothed in a tuxedo. This was all the fault of Nuriko, who was dead set on finding Tasuki a girlfriend to get the bad-mouthed bandit out of the house on Friday nights. Tasuki was entirely opposed to this, as he hated all girls, but after many a threat and beatings, he obliged to the will of the ever-powerful matchmaker and agreed to take out some girl Miaka had met on a shopping trip to the mall. Nuriko had made sure Tasuki knew how to behave, but it was unlikely he would follow the procedure that his fellow celestial warriors had so laboriously pounded into his flaming head. They all knew Tasuki too well, and this date was sure to be a spectacle. That was why Chiriko and Nuriko decided to follow him, under cover of course.
The image Tasuki faced in the mirror was presentable, as Nuriko would put it, but still recognizable as himself, besides the ever so obvious flaming orange hair.
While Nuriko was occupied with combing the bandit's hair, Tasuki had managed to slip into his big clunky boots and tuck his pants into the tops of them. He also managed to persuade Nuriko to let him wear his earrings and necklaces, while messing up his hair and yelling curses loudly, threatening to rip the tux to shreds. And of course, Tasuki never went anywhere without his fan strapped to his back with the trademark gold plated band across his chest. So, all in all, Tasuki didn't look that different, despite his gripes and complaints.
While Tasuki was busy examining his person in the mirror, Nuriko and Chiriko were putting on their disguises. Nuriko decided to go as a boy for practice, while he insisted that little Chiriko be his ''date''. Chiriko protested, but Nuriko was bigger and stronger, and if he said get in a dress, Chiriko put on the first dress he could find.
The dress that Chiriko had found was one of Miaka's, and was quite a bit large for the small thirteen-year-old boy. He solved this problem by shoving some old socks in all the places that the dress didn't fit, resulting in something like a small hippo with a tiny little head poking out of the top. Chiriko stuck a bow in his ponytail and slipped on a pair of Miaka's high heels. Smiling, he felt very proud of himself. Mission complete.
Nuriko, on the other hand, looked very slick in his best boy outfit. It was one he had borrowed from his friend Quatre, and it made him look very intelligent. Khaki pants and a white shirt, with a dark blue vest, hair tied into a dignified braid. Even if he wasn't going out with a real girl tonight, he could still pretend…And maybe there would be some single babes out there at that fancy restaurant.
Taking one last look in the mirror, Tasuki proceeded to the door to await last minute instructions on behavior in public and some flowers for his date. Sure enough, Hotohori, Chichiri and Miaka were waiting for him. "Good luck Tasuki!" Miaka yelled, handing him a bouquet. "Don't forget, no cussing no da!", said Chichiri. Hotohori glared at him. "Why is it he gets a date and not me?", he complained, before wishing him luck and politeness.
Tasuki took a deep breath and headed into the world on his own.
Author's Note- Hi, this idea popped into my head when I was laying in bed, trying to come up with the perfect date for poor single little Tasuki. His date is not from Fushigi Yugi, but a very well known Magical Girls Show. See if you can guess who it is before I reveal her name. Also, please review! Maybe I could make up Dates for the rest of the Celestial Warriors…
**Tasuki's Date**
-Part one, Preparations-
Tasuki stood in front of the mirror warily. He looked different, and he didn't like it. Despite his struggles for the past hour, Tasuki found himself clothed in a tuxedo. This was all the fault of Nuriko, who was dead set on finding Tasuki a girlfriend to get the bad-mouthed bandit out of the house on Friday nights. Tasuki was entirely opposed to this, as he hated all girls, but after many a threat and beatings, he obliged to the will of the ever-powerful matchmaker and agreed to take out some girl Miaka had met on a shopping trip to the mall. Nuriko had made sure Tasuki knew how to behave, but it was unlikely he would follow the procedure that his fellow celestial warriors had so laboriously pounded into his flaming head. They all knew Tasuki too well, and this date was sure to be a spectacle. That was why Chiriko and Nuriko decided to follow him, under cover of course.
The image Tasuki faced in the mirror was presentable, as Nuriko would put it, but still recognizable as himself, besides the ever so obvious flaming orange hair.
While Nuriko was occupied with combing the bandit's hair, Tasuki had managed to slip into his big clunky boots and tuck his pants into the tops of them. He also managed to persuade Nuriko to let him wear his earrings and necklaces, while messing up his hair and yelling curses loudly, threatening to rip the tux to shreds. And of course, Tasuki never went anywhere without his fan strapped to his back with the trademark gold plated band across his chest. So, all in all, Tasuki didn't look that different, despite his gripes and complaints.
While Tasuki was busy examining his person in the mirror, Nuriko and Chiriko were putting on their disguises. Nuriko decided to go as a boy for practice, while he insisted that little Chiriko be his ''date''. Chiriko protested, but Nuriko was bigger and stronger, and if he said get in a dress, Chiriko put on the first dress he could find.
The dress that Chiriko had found was one of Miaka's, and was quite a bit large for the small thirteen-year-old boy. He solved this problem by shoving some old socks in all the places that the dress didn't fit, resulting in something like a small hippo with a tiny little head poking out of the top. Chiriko stuck a bow in his ponytail and slipped on a pair of Miaka's high heels. Smiling, he felt very proud of himself. Mission complete.
Nuriko, on the other hand, looked very slick in his best boy outfit. It was one he had borrowed from his friend Quatre, and it made him look very intelligent. Khaki pants and a white shirt, with a dark blue vest, hair tied into a dignified braid. Even if he wasn't going out with a real girl tonight, he could still pretend…And maybe there would be some single babes out there at that fancy restaurant.
Taking one last look in the mirror, Tasuki proceeded to the door to await last minute instructions on behavior in public and some flowers for his date. Sure enough, Hotohori, Chichiri and Miaka were waiting for him. "Good luck Tasuki!" Miaka yelled, handing him a bouquet. "Don't forget, no cussing no da!", said Chichiri. Hotohori glared at him. "Why is it he gets a date and not me?", he complained, before wishing him luck and politeness.
Tasuki took a deep breath and headed into the world on his own.