Bishies, Bishies Everywhere
Disclaimer: I have no claim to any bishi, term, or anime/manga that appears in this story unless otherwise specified.
You wanna spend the next 5 hours in my room, Malik?
M: NO!
Anyone else?
Muses: all 25 muses look terrified
"Gah, it is so BORING around this place! No email, no new movies, everything is reruns! No new books, booster packs haven't restarted yet, and I can't even find any new updates! What IS it with spring vacation that makes this place to boring?!" I yelled.
My name is Megan, my nickname at school is Bob2 (inside joke, dun ask). I just turned 13 last September (its currently 2004) and I am an all- American, ramen-eating, bishi-loving fangirl. And I am currently very pissed off at the world for not having anything new.
"Gah, I hate it when I have writers block and there's nothing to get inspired from! I—" I was cut off from my rant when my computer bleeped at me. See, my IMs are moos, my buddy list is a cash register, and my email is a bleep. BLEEP. YOU HAVE MAIL.
"Um... Ok..." I walked to my computer and sat down. Out of habit, I reached over for my duffel bag that was right next to my desk. I keep it there because I read a Bishi World story once; yes, that glorious story by our idol Songwind; and kept it there for emergencies. It had the floppies that have my poetry and stories on them, the CDs that have my pictures on them, my digital camera, a weeks' worth of Caramello Bars, instant ramen, and lemon Altoids, any and all mangas that I have, a hat, two changes of clothes, a bathing suit, and a brush and toothbrush. Well, I put it in my lap and opened my inbox. I had a grand total of 16 emails.
"Oh, come ON, even the SPAMERS are on vacation!" I said. I opened the window and looked. "Spam, junk, crap, shit, crap, spam, shit, junk, crap, spam, spam, link, junk, crap, shit, spam. Hello? A link?" I said. Curious, I opened the email totally. There was no sender or subject. My heart started to speed up. The mail had a banner on it that said "Bishonen" in huge letters and had a silver and black ball next to it.
Ignoring the whole big message, I had it memorized anyway, I scrolled down to the blue link that said "Make Me a Trainer!" "Oh my god! This is so cool!" I cried. I was alone in the house, so nobody would bother me. Quickly, I forwarded the email to my friends Alex "Lil Bob" and Haley "Leader Bob". Ya know, just in case they didn't get one.
I picked up my bag and slipped on some sneakers. Pausing for a second, I took a pair of chopsticks and put them into my pocket and slipped a CD of other relevant documents into the bag. I sat down again and clicked the link. Nothing happened. "What the hell? This piece of crap!" I went to hit my monitor, but when my hand got within 4 inches of the screen is froze. I couldn't move. I tried to smile, but couldn't. Duh. That was when I blacked out.
"Hello... Wake up... Hey, newbie..." a voice came through my head. "Gah... How tall was the tree I landed in and how many branches did I hit on the way down?" I asked rhetorically. "C'mon, I want to get you to Orientation. Do you know where you are?" The person, girl, asked. She had shoulder-length red hair and bright blue eyes. I could tell by her outfit that she was a hard-core Yu Yu Hakusho fan like me. She had on cargo jeans with pictures of the Reikai Tantei on them, sneakers and a black shirt that said "Tell me, what does it feel like to live in a constant haze of stupidity?"
"Uh, yeah. Bishi world, most likely just outside of Epoh City."
"Wow. I'm Kathrine, but call me Kat."
"I'm Megan. YYH fan?"
"Yep."
"Hi-kun?"
"Definitely."
"Kura-san?"
"Duh."
"Ice-dude?"
"Naturally."
"So just how tall IS the hottie beefcake with his hair?"
"Five foot four with-"
"Four foot ten without."
"Yep, that sounds right."
"Fanfics?"
"Read them all the time."
"Write 'em."
"C'mon, let's go. It's obvious that you want to get your own Hi-kun."
"Damn straight." We started to walk.
"So, what bishies do you have so far?" I asked.
"I have Youko Kurama, Hiei, Touya, Suzaku, Yusuke, Toushin, Shuichi..." Kat trailed off.
"So, basically every cute one known to the series?"
"Yep. Then I have Inu-chan and Sessho-sama, Miroku, Kagome, Sango..."
"The useful ones and the two brothers are FINE..."
"True. And Yami Yugi, Yami Bakura, Malik, Kaiba..."
"All duelists, two of which are SUPER hot."
"Kenshin, Sano..."
"Yummy goodness..."
"Duo..."
"Glompable shinigami-ness."
"Hotohori-sama and Tamahome"
"Wait, I know those names... They're from... Fushigi Yuugi! That's it!"
"And the one and only, the embodiment of Elvin gorgeousness, the master archer himself, Legolas Greenleaf, Crown Prince of Mirkwood!"
"Leggie-kun! KAWAII! Dammit, HE'S the reason I watched Lord of the Rings in the first place! And he deserves every one of those titles!"
"I know, isn't he dreamy? Look, there's Epoh now."
"Good. I wanna get my Dex and things quick. I already know most of the rules... I think..."
"Really? You're the first newbie I've helped that's said that. How old are you anyway?"
"Cool. I'm 13 and damn proud of it. Hey, wait for me? I kinda sorta wanna get your Dex number to keep in touch?"
"Sure, it shouldn't be more than ten minutes anyway. Besides, Hiei needs his katana fixed because he broke it again and Kurama needs more rose seeds."
"Since when does he ever run out?! I mean, I thought he had a few and used them multiple times!"
"That's what I thought too, until he came up to me and asked where the nearest garden shop was and that he needed more rose seeds."
"Strange... Well, see ya in about ten minutes." I walked into the Orientation Building. The inside wasn't much. It was kinda like a doctor's office lobby. There were only three other people in there, all girls. Two of them I knew. Both had brown hair and blue eyes (AN: sorry if I get that wrong, guys!). One was shorter than the other and the other was about a quarter of an inch shorter than me. It was Haley and Alex, Alex being shorter. We looked at each other and at the same time said, "Greetings, Bob(s)!" I ran over to where they were sitting and sat down with them. "You got my mail?!" I said.
"No I got my own!" Alex said.
"I got the forwarded one." Haley put in.
"Hey, at least we all got here. I said I'd forward it if I got it." I replied. "So, how much longer before the guy brings us in?"
"The lady said about ten minutes, but that was fifteen minutes ago." Alex said. "He must have a big group. I guess we were last to arrive."
"Oh, well. The smaller, the better. If it's just us, then we'll be in and out in five minutes flat." Haley said. That was when the group came out of the room. Alex was right; there were almost fifteen people there, most of them girls. "Are you girls it? Well, come on in." Professor Dion motioned for us to enter.
The room was small; it looked like it could only hold about two dozen people. We all took seats in the front row. The professor went to the front.
"Welcome. You are currently in the world of Bishonen. I trust you all know what a Bishonen is?" Everyone nodded. "Good. Now, before I go any farther, would anyone here like to go home? Be warned, if you go, there's no coming back." He said. The girl who came with us raised her hand. She looked absolutely terrified. "Very well then." The professor threw a black and silver ball into the air. "Come out, Botan." Botan appeared in a flash of light. Alex and Haley looked at me. THEY didn't know Botan like I did, but they knew that I hated her from all of my rants. I was clenching and unclenching my fists. I was doing my best not to express my hatred and at the most giving Botan a death- glare that would make Hiei or Kai proud. Botan slightly flinched and led the girl out. My hatred subsided.
"Ok, then. Now, you were all chosen to be Bishonen Trainers. You are here to catch and train Bishonen and Bishoujo. Let me lay down the ground rules. One, DON'T go searching for Bishonen cities. Long ago, humans and Bishonen made a pact never to seek out hidden cities. If you break this pact, there's no telling what will happen to you. You Bishonen will never tell, even under torture." My friends and I nodded vigorously.
"Two. Never, NEVER catch a chibi. In our world, that's like kidnapping a five-year-old." Alex looked horrified. We called her brother a chibi so it was like him getting taken. "You may not capture a chibi unless their parents give you permission." We gulped and nodded.
"Three. Never leave your Bishonen more than three miles away from you. They will go mad and die. Three miles is the maximum distance and for only two days, got it?" At this, my eyes widened. I would never, EVER make my bishies go mad!
"Four. To capture a Bishonen or Bishoujo, use a Bish Ball. It's kind of like that show Pokemon. And before you ask, yes, they can break free." Nobody moved this time.
"That's all the rules, I think. If you will line up over here, I'll take a blood sample and make your Bish Balls." Dion motioned to a machine. He went to a cabinet and pulled out three brown leather belts. Haley stepped up first. She held out her arm and the professor pulled out a needle. She looked scared at the needle. If she had her way, there would be no needles in either world, at all, ever. She looked away and we could see little tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She still took the needle so she wouldn't look like a wuss. After the needle was filled with blood, he put it into a space in the machine and put the belt into another spot. There was a whirring sound and the belt came out a different spot with about twenty Bish Balls on it. Haley took the belt and put it on.
I went next. I held out my own arm and looked away. "Come on, Meg, it's just like a shot!" Alex said.
"I. Hate. Needles." I said tensely. I felt a slight pinch in my arm and a little tug. I looked and the whirring sound started again. I was handed a belt like Haley's. I don't know why, but a feeling in my head told me to put it on. I did so and it felt so much better than before, like the belt was always supposed to be there. Alex went last. After she got her belt, we stood there. "Well, aren't you going to leave?" Dion asked us.
"What about our Bish Dex?" Alex said.
"Oh, that's right!" Dion went into his pockets and pulled out three Dexes. All were black with the words 'Bish Dex' painted on the front in silver. "These are phones, maps, and encyclopedias of all known Bishonen and Bishoujo. You will need to program your name and other information into them yourself. It will automatically record all Bishonen you catch. You have two weeks to catch one or you are automatically taken back to the real world. Now you may leave!" We practically ran out the door.
What can I say? I've loved Bishonen ever since YYH came out. Hiei was the first guy I ever labeled as a Bishonen.
R&R!
-LoneHowl, "I howl away from my pack."