Yay! Read my pretty story!
Um.. ok. Here's the deal. Fushigi Yuugi + characters = Yuu Watase's.
WARNINGS! Language = bad, but it's not like you can't on the t.v and hear
worse things. Yaoi = its there,
so if you don't like it, you probably shouldn't read. And erm... some of
the characters are exaggerated
to my enterpretation of them. I only make fun of them because I love them
^.^ teehee
PLEASE REVIEW!..even if its just to tell me my warnings are inadequate or
something... as long as I know
that people are even reading the first paragraph I'll be happy :D
Onto el story
So Nuriko Ran Off With Tasuki...
"Come on... go for it! You know you want to!"
"No! Don't do it! She's a stupid GIRL! You hate girls!"
"What? So now we like guys as opposed to girls?"
"No! But come on! She's hideous!"
"She ain't so bad..."
Tasuki looked to his left. The little bad Tasuki on that shoulder had a point. He... could go for it... He looked to his right shoulder to see an infuriated good Tasuki.
"Oh! So now you're siding with HIM?" the good Tasuki pointed accusingly at the bad Tasuki. Tasuki looked back and forth to either one, then to the brown-haired girl in front of him. Good Tasuki also had a point. She was pretty damn ugly.
"Here! This'll make her look a LOT better!" bad Tasuki yelled enthusiastically as he handed a very large bottle of beer to good Tasuki. Good Tasuki took a sip, latched himself onto the bottle (which was much larger than he was) and climbed off of Tasuki's shoulder and ran out the door, lugging the bottle behind him as best he could.
Bad Tasuki nudged Tasuki's shoulder with his elbow. "Come on! She's not so ugly!" Due to the lack of good Tasuki, Tasuki decided to do what bad Tasuki said. He leaned forward and grabbed her trembling face with one hand, pulling it closer to his.
"Don't take this personally," he reassured her with a shallow laugh, "I just gotta make an example of you... I gotta teach that lousy guy what happens when he takes my place..." he trailed off. Tasuki decided to take another look at her before he did anything he might regret. He flinched before closing his eyes and leaning in toward the girl, thinking that, yes, he would regret this.
SMACK!
Tasuki jerked back, totally surprised. The girl had gone from shaking and being all scared to being some kind of slap-happy cow. So not only was she ugly as hell, but she was stupid, too. He watched as she stood in a corner, practicing throwing punches.
"Alright, alright... I don't care what you do," Tasuki said coolly, grinning a cute fanged grin. "Hell, I don't even like girls that much. So just sit down and be quiet and WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Tasuki exclaimed as the lame excuse for a woman tore his thin, white shirt off. He jumped up, incredulous that anyone would be so stupid. She was his freaking hostage! What kind of an idiot WAS she anyway?
"I'm sorry!!1" the girl laughed apologetically, "You see, I'm Miaka Yuuki, and I'm looking for someone named Tasuki... I was wondering if you were him..." Now Tasuki was getting scared. She was looking for him? Nightmarish scenes flashed through the red-haired bandit's head.
"Yeah? ...well I-I'm not Tasuki," he lied, "I'm Genrou-" (that's not really a lie, is it?) he was cut off as someone knocked loudly on the door. 'Praise the lord,' he thought to himself.
Onto el story
So Nuriko Ran Off With Tasuki...
"Come on... go for it! You know you want to!"
"No! Don't do it! She's a stupid GIRL! You hate girls!"
"What? So now we like guys as opposed to girls?"
"No! But come on! She's hideous!"
"She ain't so bad..."
Tasuki looked to his left. The little bad Tasuki on that shoulder had a point. He... could go for it... He looked to his right shoulder to see an infuriated good Tasuki.
"Oh! So now you're siding with HIM?" the good Tasuki pointed accusingly at the bad Tasuki. Tasuki looked back and forth to either one, then to the brown-haired girl in front of him. Good Tasuki also had a point. She was pretty damn ugly.
"Here! This'll make her look a LOT better!" bad Tasuki yelled enthusiastically as he handed a very large bottle of beer to good Tasuki. Good Tasuki took a sip, latched himself onto the bottle (which was much larger than he was) and climbed off of Tasuki's shoulder and ran out the door, lugging the bottle behind him as best he could.
Bad Tasuki nudged Tasuki's shoulder with his elbow. "Come on! She's not so ugly!" Due to the lack of good Tasuki, Tasuki decided to do what bad Tasuki said. He leaned forward and grabbed her trembling face with one hand, pulling it closer to his.
"Don't take this personally," he reassured her with a shallow laugh, "I just gotta make an example of you... I gotta teach that lousy guy what happens when he takes my place..." he trailed off. Tasuki decided to take another look at her before he did anything he might regret. He flinched before closing his eyes and leaning in toward the girl, thinking that, yes, he would regret this.
SMACK!
Tasuki jerked back, totally surprised. The girl had gone from shaking and being all scared to being some kind of slap-happy cow. So not only was she ugly as hell, but she was stupid, too. He watched as she stood in a corner, practicing throwing punches.
"Alright, alright... I don't care what you do," Tasuki said coolly, grinning a cute fanged grin. "Hell, I don't even like girls that much. So just sit down and be quiet and WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Tasuki exclaimed as the lame excuse for a woman tore his thin, white shirt off. He jumped up, incredulous that anyone would be so stupid. She was his freaking hostage! What kind of an idiot WAS she anyway?
"I'm sorry!!1" the girl laughed apologetically, "You see, I'm Miaka Yuuki, and I'm looking for someone named Tasuki... I was wondering if you were him..." Now Tasuki was getting scared. She was looking for him? Nightmarish scenes flashed through the red-haired bandit's head.
"Yeah? ...well I-I'm not Tasuki," he lied, "I'm Genrou-" (that's not really a lie, is it?) he was cut off as someone knocked loudly on the door. 'Praise the lord,' he thought to himself.