I understand that everything that happened to me that day was out of my control. I Didn't realize it, though, until my worst nightmare became reality. I still wonder why fate chose me, Masashi Randou, to play that terrible joke on, until I heard what people really thought of me…
Chapter 1
Breakfast at Midori's
Rando eases his bruised body into the steaming bathtub in front of him. He sighed, then carried about his business of washing his tired body. He lay his head on the cold, sharp edge of the bathtub and adjusted himself so he could be as comfortable as possible, then closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. FLASHBACK "And the winner of the 19th Annual High School Karate Preliminaries HOKKAIDO TOURNAMENT is…" the announcer stopped and waited for the crowd to stop cheering. "Mas… Mase…" The announcer struggled with Rando's name. Backstage, while his friends celebrated Rand's win, Rando's fists raised as he stormed into the arena. He knocked the announcer out with a single gut-wrenching blow and practically yelled into the microphone, "MASASHI RANDOU! I'LL SPELL IT! M-A-S-A-S-H-I, MASASHI!" Then, he ripped the trophy off the pedestal the microphone was sitting on, kicked the announcer one more time, then sprinted to the back. "Hey, Yuna!" He heard the guys scream, the he became angry. "What did you call me?" Then he felt soft hands shaking him and he immediately awoke from his daze. "Huh?" He yawned then stared at the door.
"Ahhh!" Rando screamed as he saw Rina enter the room. "Hey Yuna!" She said enthusiastically. "Wanna go to breakfast at Midori's?" "OH, Rina, you scared me!" Rando panted, looking at the dirty bath water. "I'll think about it." He told the girl, panic stricken. "Um, hey, I'm going to go…" Rando Paused, "I'm going to… uh… go hang out with a friend later. When's Breakfast?" Rando then began to get out of the bath, being careful not to expose his, well, you know. Then he wrapped his body in a soft yellow towel and started for his room, or Yuna's room. A slight tinge of guilt came over him, but he kept it cool. "Well, It's a sleepover! Won't that be fun? Be back at 11:00am sharp!" Rando checked the pink watch he had borrowed from Doctor Manabe, muttering the words freak and pervert under his breath. "Rina, It's 7:00, what should I bring…" Rando said hesitantly. "Some cute PJs and a tooth brush, silly!" She answered, the skipped away. I've never seen her so happy. Hm. I should go talk to DM. Rando had gotten in to the habbit of calling Doctor Manabe DM, and a few times, during DM's crazy test drives of expiriments, He called him DMP, (Doctor Manabe the Pervert)
After drying off and getting dressed in a red, white, and pink dress and a pair of loose fitting jeans, he headed out the door, accidentally slamming it on his way out. He sprinted full speed to DM's, rushed through the hall crowded with sick patients and doctors. As he ran, he was stopped by a tall woman. "Why are you running?" She questioned. "I need to get somewhere." He answered, trying his best to sound innocent. "You sound sick, let me take a look, just a routine physical, nothing huge." She winked, then grabbed Rando's arm. "No I have to go…" He barely finished his sentence when she sat him down in a chair and told herm not to move, or she'd be in a lot of trouble.