Helloooooo. It's nice to meet you all ^ ^ this is my first Sengoku Basara fanfic. A modern life fanfiction, about ...well life. Here you can relax and laugh at the ridiculous amounts of stupidity roaming around in this story. It's supposed to give you a somewhat Lucky Star(ish) feel to it, but still contains the manliness(Hmm..). Basically, like a four panelled comic.

I wanted to upload this earlier, but...heh...I'm shy..

But I'm not shy to say I don't own Sengoku Basara. Seriously, who could be dumb enough to say they actually do?

This - is Engrish

"These" - Are thoughts

That - is Emphasized/Snark/Sarcasm

"What an exceptionally wonderful day..." Announced Kojuuro Katakura after taking in a burst of fresh air. It did well for the ol' chest, inhaling nature's fumes all the time.

Now if he could get a certain teenage boy lounging in his room to do the same, everything could be a lot simpler.

Gently placing the basket filled with wet damp clothes, Kojuuro let out a tiny huff and proceeded hanging out the material on a single line. Inside is already reflecting his face from countless scrubbings and hovering. It took him ten minutes to do the whole house, with one room not yet attended to, without breaking a sweat.

It appears that anything he comes contact to, instantly shimmers and sparkles; from the laundry to his vegetable patch, heck the whole house is just one big light reflector. Yep. Everything seemed perfect.

No cloud would dare come across to purposely ruin this moment. Nope. Not one.

"Ahh~ all done!" he said proudly, smiling upon the mighty rays of the sun. His eyes travelled across the arm that shielded him from the powerful light. 7:49 is what his digital watch displayed.

Meaning it's time to wake up the brat.

Oh, don't get him wrong. He will always love and cherish the dear boy, but it couldn't hurt for him to actually do some housework once in a while right?

"Nah..." He chuckled to himself, predicting the boy's answer in his head...then a miniature version of the kid snuggling comfortably in his bed hugging a huge rabbit plushie.

"Ahh...It warms the heart." He said quietly as he approached the room of Masamune Date. Unfortunately, the old wiggly handle to his door would always create such an eerie creaking sound once it's grabbed, even by the slightest touch.

Now's not the time to be worrying about that now. Without hesitation he opened the door and welcomed the boy with a refreshing smile "Rise and shine, Masamune-Sama! Time for sch-" Kojuuro paused, frowning immediately at the muggy room wafting its presence in his face.

"Not again..."

Kojuuro safely hurdled over bundles of clothes and clutched onto the curtains, before pushing them open quickly, letting as much light in the room as possible. Now getting a better look of the room, this might take more than ten minutes to clean.

"Ughh...too bright." Masamune's groaning could be heard from the biggest lump the room, obviously the bed sheet. Kojuuro carefully peeled the top part off to reveal the rest of Masamune's face. Part of his chocolate brown hair was desperately clinging to the sheet, due to the static. He was sporting a navy blue jumpsuit baring patches of sweat spreading around the armpit areas.

The TV screen was currently set on freeze frame by the command of the controller glued to Masamune's hands. "Ah, Kojuuro. Mornin'." Masamune said as he yawned "Barging in to my room at this time is totally not cool." he smirked at the way Kojuuro's eyebrows knitted together.

"Have you...been playing on that thing...all night?" Kojuuro said in disbelief.

"Yup!" replied the teen sheepishly.

Now, the next question is going to be difficult. As much as he loves this boy to bits, he doesn't want to discipline him too hard. Masamune is very intelligent, but he chooses exploits his talents in a rather sluggish way. "You did finish all of your homework...right?"

"Of course not."

"GO TO SCHOOL!"

And so, Masamune left the large house baring a huge red comical bump on the back of his head. "...Tch. That old man. I hope he knows his hairline's receding." He grumbled angrily, mostly over loosing the privilege of playtime on his 360.

It's a good thing he keeps his 3DS in his school bag at all times.

"Nyahaha~"

It's another day in May; Masamune couldn't be bothered to wear his blazer properly, so during the hot, or fairly warm, days such as this, he is spotted wearing his blazer around his waist.

He will never...ever wear the school's tie.

Why you may ask?

Because it's red.

Speaking of red...the ground started shaking, increasing in power and speed as Masamune walked. Unlike the other pedestrians walking pass, gripping their heads in fear, Masamune shrugged it off, knowing exactly what is coming towards him.

"...MASAMUNE-DONOOOOOOO!"

After the shout appeared a ridiculously huge dust cloud and a not so mysterious black blur making its way to its target. The figure came to a screeching halt, curving to be in front of Masamune. As the dust settled down, it revealed to be another male, slightly sweaty and out of breath clad in the traditional kendo uniform.

Yukimura Sanada.

He also happens to be Masamune's childhood friend.

"Oh, Sanada Yukimura. Fancy meeting you here." Masamune somewhat mumbled and reclined his head.

"You have not been attending any of the sessions lately! You will not go any further as I, Sanada Genjirou Yukimura, shall block your path with my mighty bokken! Don't even think about any excuses today!" Yukimura roared proudly, waiting for a formidable response from Masamune.

The person who went back to button mashing during his little speech. "...Huh? Oh yeah, I'm still doing that aren't I?" he looked back up, his single blue eye for once looking quite surprised.

"WHAT'RE YOU TRYING TO SAY? THE KENDO CLUB IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?"

"Ahh shit! Game over!"

"LISTEN TO ME!"

"Huh?"

"Masamune-Dono, you're so engrossed with that thing..." Yukimura harrumphed, lowering his wooden weapon. "I don't get it! What makes that mechanism so great?"

"It has a mute button, unlike you." Masamune replied subconsciously.

"WHY YOU..." Yukimura's clenched fist had a pulsing vein. "As my rival I command you to stand and fight!"

Masamune didn't even need to look to know that Yukimura's eyes had been replaced with balls of fire. Still he packed his handheld away and turned to him, baring his well known grin "My my, I didn't expect you to be the jealous type, Yukimura."

"Huh? I have no idea what you're talking about!" the blushing brunette answered honestly. Sweat suddenly pilled on his face after witnessing Masamune's devilish like smile. "...heh...you know...there is another way to settle our fight without weapons. You see?" he drawled his words.

"...For example?"

"For example...we could only use our tongues."

No sooner did Yukimura's face explode a crimson red colour, deeper than the red head band he constantly wears. "T...T...TO...YOU MEAN...K-K-"

"Yeah. Kissing."

"EEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH—" his little screech ended with a croak. Masamune had moved in so close their foreheads were practically touching, sending a delightful shiver down the younger brunette's spine. "Wha...w-w-w-...why are you so c-c-close Date Masamune?" he shook his head in order to distract himself "Speak!"

"Your braces are gone."

Yukimura shot him a poor look, unexpectedly. "They've been gone for a month now, Masamune-Dono."

"Are you suuuure~?" Masamune cupped his chin "Let me have a closer look."

"Whoo boy~! What an interesting sight down there~!" coincidentally relaxing on a tree branch above them, another male that goes by the name Sasuke Sarutobi waved down at the pair, sliding off the branch to greet them properly. He too lacked the skill to wear the uniform properly, but his blazer was red. Sasuke Sarutobi is also a childhood friend of Yukimura's and unfortunately Masamune. "Danna, don't let him mess with your head."

Due to some issues in the past, Masamune had grown to dislike him a little bit. He dropped his hands to his sides and scoffed, avoiding talking directly to Sasuke. "Tch, it's the monkey boy."

"It would be nice if you actually referred me by my real name." Sasuke commented in his usual sarcastic manner.

"Sasukeeeee! Masamune-Dono's confusing me!" Yukimura latched onto Sasuke like a leech, wailing into his shirt then staring with rippled filled eyes. Sasuke happily obliged to the request for comfort and gently caressed the top of Yukimura's head "There there. It's alright, since it doesn't take much to confuse you anyway."

"EHHH!"

Fairly amused at the scene, Masamune let out a tiny snigger before coughing to get their attention "By the way Yukimura." He began, already predicting the next event "...Why aren't you wearing your uniform?"

Yukimura's pupils shrank so fast you can't tell if he rolled them into the back of his head. "Ah...AAAAAAHHHHHH! SCHOOL STARTS TODAY? W-WHY DIDN'T ANYBODY TELL ME?" as he dashed back to the direction he came from, he left huge foot prints in the concrete.

"Maybe if you didn't scribble or rip up your calendars you would have known golden week finished yesterday, Danna." Sasuke closed his eyes and scratched his cheek.

So, how was that? I didn't want to make it too long, being the first chapter and all.

There isn't really much of a plot in this story, considering the title XD And yeah, I see Masamune as a gamer. DON'T ask me why.

...Ah tell me if the characters are waaaay off...*Sigh* I gotta watch the anime again = =;