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Joker & Neon: A Renga. |
Author's Note: This is a renga. It's a form of Japanese poetry related to haiku. It has triplets and couplets. The triplets are in haiku (17 syllables, three lines, 5-7-5); the couplets are 14 syllables in two lines (7-7). It was a popular form of poetry in the 16th century, and people could go on for a thousand verses. I can see how... fortunately, I kept this one down to thirty stanzas. Everything Joker says is in blue. Neon's comments are in red. Raiha's are in green.
-Bottou-chan
I know you love me;
I can tell you want me bad.
Why don't you confess?
What an arrogant man there.
When will he learn the word 'no'?
My nearness intoxicates.
It is like sake.
Will you never understand?
Leave before I beat you up.
The poor girl is proud.
Weakness she will not admit.
Such strong willpower!
I stop to take a deep breath.
I control the Fist of Death.
Will she understand
I would not think her weak for
Caving to my charm?
I would survive a snake pit
Rather than be hugged by him.
'No' she says fiercely,
As she rejects me once more;
But I know the truth.
Would not Kurei understand
If I put him in traction?
Such a feisty girl,
Playing coy and hard-to-get.
I would like my kiss.
I would die a thousand deaths
Before I kissed you, you freak.
Your lips are pouting,
Your eyes flash with false anger.
My, you're beautiful!
Yes, I know I am pretty—
But that doesn't change my mind.
Like a pink flower,
You tremble beneath my touch;
Soft and sweet-scented.
Get your grubby paws off me
Before I claw your eyes out.
My heart has been pricked
By the thorns of my sweet rose;
Heal me with your kiss!
You have got to be kidding;
I thought I got rid of you.
It is late at night.
Your room is too far away.
I'll let you share mine.
What are you talking about?
I live three doors down from you.
You depart quickly;
Your door has slammed in my face…
You don't trust yourself.
If this goes on much longer,
You'll be unable to speak.
I could speak all night,
Murmuring soft endearments.
Please open the door.
Go find Mikoto instead.
I'm sure she'd be more willing.
You are not so cruel
To think I'm indiscriminant?
I only want you!
Hey, Joker, come here with me.
We're playing poker downstairs.
Oi, curse you, Raiha!
You have thrown off our meter!
I guess I'll play cards.
So, tell me, how does it go?
Do you sense any weakness?
Like a drop of dew,
Quivering at a leaf's edge,
She quivers for me.
They have gone, and I am bored.
I guess I'll play cards with them.