Tales from the Club Room

Episode 1

My Fair Otaku

Author's note: Like Rob Zombie before me I have taken a great original and warped it. While this first season starts off slow the rest of the series picks up and changes genre. I hope you enjoy

Second Author's note: This story is a reworking of the first and second series of Genshiken, which are property of Shimoku Kio and not me, other original characters are my own creation and credit must be given for usage. The story referenced in here has been published online under the Title "Madarame's Game: A story by Chika Oguie" and is not exactly cannon to this series.

Third and Final Authors note: On the Advice of a fellow writer when I started "30 Days" I have decided to give the club room stories a complete and utter overhaul. In the coming hours I will be revising all of the past club room episodes for grammar and to make them more readable.

For Lance: With all my energy and soul, hopefully the latter won't be swallowed by a kishen.

"Hello, is this the Genshiken club room?" a voice said.

Oguie looked up and saw a blond haired American standing in the doorway.

"Yeah this is it," Oguie said "and you are?" the young man bowed and smiled

"My name is Lance Ryan; I am a transfer student from America. I originally went to Kent State but came here to study abroad for a few semesters." Oguie looked at him, he was kind of skinny, like most of the men in her Manga but he looked the seme type not the uke type. Just a few moments Kousaka walked in with Kasukabe in tow,

"Hello everyone, the president and Madarame will be here in a few moments I saw them in the courtyard. Who are you?" he said pointing to Lance, Oguie spoke.

"He's a new kid from the states. I guess they have otaku there too. "She said. Lance bowed

"My name is Lance Ryan." Kousaka bowed and smiled.

"Welcome to the club. I hope you enjoy life here in Japan." Lance nodded "

Thanks!" he said and began browsing the club room's Manga even opening the forbidden cabinet of dojinshi.

"Wow you guys have everything here." He said perusing through an Inuyasha dojinshi stopping moments at a time to admire the art work and the size of Sango's breasts.

"Do you read dojinshi?" Kousaka asked Lance smiled.

"I read all things, and at the bookstore at my old college we had some great Yaoi comics. I own the first two volumes of Gerard and Jacques. But I must say horror is my favorite genre! What cha working on?" He asked turning to Oguie, she covered her notebook.

Sassahara and Madarame entered the room,

"Who's working on what?" Sassahara asked Madarame glanced at Oguie from the rims of his glasses.

"Maybe she's working on a dojinshi for Comi-fest." He said in a low voice. Sassahara smiled.

"Well, let's see!" And pulled the notebook from the otaku hater's hands Oguie cowered in fear. Sassahara thumbed through the written pages, sometime his face would turn from joy to utter disgust. Finally he put down the notebook and cleared his throat.

"Oguie-san this is good but, it's a little violent don't you think?"Sassahara said.

Oguie smiled, "Well with the popularity of films like Hostel and Saw here on campus it seemed like a good idea at the time." Kasukabe laughed.

"Let me guess it involves the men in this club. Come on you do this shit once a month, once a month you sit in here and write that shit. Hand it over." Sassahara blushed and passed it around to her. Kasukabe looked at the story and smiled,

"Let's turn this into a project for comic fest!" she said her voice sounded snide. The other members were shocked Madarame looked at Sassahara and then faced Kasukabe.

"I think I agree with the president that this story might be a little violent, although it depends on the violence, and wouldn't make a good dojinshi."

Kasukabe laughed, "You're just upset because this story portrays you as some kind of nut job. Oguie should do the art and we should publish it." Oguie looked at Kasukabe.

"It is not going to be published, not for comic fest, not for anything, I just did this for fun!"

Kasukabe leaned over the table "Why do you write about guys making love to guys? Is there an otaku hidden in that exterior of ice? We all know you were at comic fest last winter buying shitloads of this kind of stuff. Admit it Oguie-san you are an otaku aren't you?" By this time Oguie was close to tears, she stood up and walked outside. Everyone was shocked at this reaction and gave Kasukabe dirty looks; Lance stood up "I'll handle this!" and walked outside.

Oguie was sitting, her knees up to her chest, sobbing, it was then a handkerchief was presented to her.

"Here now, dry your eyes," Lance said, she took it and began mopping her eyes. "Why do you hate being an otaku? It's nothing to be ashamed of. Where I went to college there were a bunch of otaku and they met on Fridays to watch anime and be around each other. "She looked up

"You wouldn't understand." she said, Lance sat down

"Maybe I would? Tell me what makes you hate otaku so much?" She began to speak.

"When I was in fifth grade my friend brought in one of those dojinshis about basketball players in high school. My brother was on the local school's team at the time and when I read it I saw a character like my brother in it. It kinda turned me on; every night before I fell asleep I would pleasure myself to that image in my head. I began buying the dojinshis in droves then one night while I was doing it my mother caught me she understood, but my father didn't. He pulled me out of bed and beat me, leaving bruises on my body, and then he burned all my dojinshi. I told everyone that I fell down, but I think they all knew. Every time I see something like that I think back to those times and get that sick feeling in my stomach. I thought I'd overcome it at comic fest, but that bitch Kasukabe keeps drilling it home. I hate otaku because of what my father did to me, he tried to keep me to his ideals of a lady and I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself." She stopped and looked at Lance; he smiled.

"I never had that problem when I was younger; of course growing up in Steubenville you don't get much exposure to otaku. In college I realized my true self and accepted my otaku nature. You should too. Forget that bitch with the blond hair, frankly in my whole hearted opinion they should ban her from this club after this stunt! Can you read English okay?" Oguie looked up "Yeah, why?" she said Lance reached into his satchel and pulled out one of his Manga's "I read this in my sophomore year of college, it what made me realize I was an otaku." He said and Oguie looked at the cover, it had a man in a powdered wig holding a young man's face in his hands.

"Lovers in the Night by Fumi Yoshinaga Are you sure?" she said, Lance nodded

"I read all kinds of stuff, once you get past the sex it's a really good love story. I usually don't go for yaoi but I love a good love story" Oguie stood up and hugged Lance.

"I am glad I found someone that understands me. Thank you!" She said. Lance smiled.

"You have other people in there that understand you too, save for that blond haired bitch." They both laughed and walked into the club room.

As they walked in the rest of the club had arrived, Ohno, Tanaka, Kugayama, and Kuchiki had arrived.

"Okay everyone, problem solved!" Lance said as he shut the door behind himself. Kugayama looked at Lance.

"W-who's the new guy?" he said.

Lance Bowed "My name is Lance Ryan, I am from America." Kuchiki stood up

"Yahooo, a new member, Lance-Kun tell me what is it like in America?" he said. Lance laughed.

"Well we have otaku in America that's for sure, is that girl erotically rubbing a mushroom?" Sassahara turned to the TV.

"Oh that, that's just our favorite show, Kujibiki Unbalance. You've never seen it?" Lance smiled and then took a seat next to Oguie who was reading the Manga he gave her.

"No can't say that I have. There are a lot of sites on the internet that have shows like this with subtitles. My favorites are Monster and Soul Eater." Sassahara laughed "You Americans are really peculiar, you can speak Japanese very fluently though, almost like it was second nature."

Lance smiled "Thank you very much. Hey Blondie top do you mind not lighting that Marlboro in here I don't want lung cancer." Kasukabe gave him the finger and walked out. "You know," Lance said "If she isn't an otaku and she isn't an official club member, what the hell is she doing here?" Sassahara chuckled and shrugged.

"She's Kousaka's girlfriend, she just tags along." he said.

Lance smirked "Wow, Talk about being pussy whipped! Seriously, guys, I think we should try to get her more involved, I mean all she does is berating the other members and chain smoke! What's the point of having that woman here? I think I should give her a crash course in being an otaku!" Everyone looked startled "She hates otaku!" said Madarame pushing up his glasses.

Lance laughed "I have converted many a nonbeliever into an otaku and I think that I can do it with her. By the end of this year, mark my words, she will be an otaku!" He said and then sat down and watched TV. Sassahara placed his head in his hands and sighed.

"She won't be won over, you know that. If you even got her to become an otaku in one thing I highly doubt she would truly appreciate it." Everyone nodded except for Oguie who was too involved with Lance's Manga to respond. Kasukabe walked in and looked at Lance.

"Okay Yankee, what the hell are you grinning about?" she said. Lance looked at Kasukabe.

"Oh nothing, say Kasukabe-san I was wondering if you were free tonight?" He said Kasukabe looked at him

"Nobody gets between these thighs but Kousaka so in other words, number one no, and two fuck off!" Lance smirked.

"No I am not talking about making love to you, more like just getting to know you maybe help you study for classes." Kasukabe laughed

"Now there is a bio psychology class that I am having trouble with you could help me with that. How about coming to my apartment tonight at eight? I live near campus." Lance nodded.

"It's a date!" and sat watching the repeat of Kujibiki Unbalance.

Eight o'clock rolled around and as promised Lance was there with a satchel full of Manga and some anime DVD's he had purchased at a nearby store. When he knocked on Kasukabe's door he was greeted by the dirty blond haired woman wearing a nightgown, her apartment smelled of incense and Marlboro lights.

"So," she said "let's get to work. I thought we'd start with the functions of the brain." She saw the Manga in his satchel "What the fuck are you doing with that shit? Where's your class work?" she screamed Lance smirked and locked the door behind him.

"You know if you took the time to appreciate us otaku you wouldn't hate us so much. I saw what you did to Oguie and it pisses me off. Consider this your first and only class, otaku one oh one!"

She stood up "There is no way in hell I would read this shit or watch these movies. You can leave now!"She screamed. Lance shook his head.

"Rule number one of my class is you stay in my class until it is finished. Now get us some Sake or rice beer if you would, this will take all night." Kasukabe sighed, she knew she had lost, walking to her fridge she picked up a bottle of rice beer and a couple of glasses and sat down.

"Okay what do I do now?" She said. Lance pulled out his copy of Vampire Knight and handed it to her.

"It's in English but it pretty much reads the same. After you finish this we are going to watch a couple of anime and then we'll have a test. To see how much you know. If you pass I will leave and tell no one about this. But I expect you to be more involved in club discussions, maybe cosplay a little bit." He smiled and poured himself a glass of beer. It was immediate after she began reading Vampire Knight that she was slowly turning into an otaku. She was enthralled by the art and the story, romance, action; all rolled into one she loved it. It was when Lance popped in a copy of Inuyasha the Movie: Affections Touching across Time that she became encapsulated by the story and laughed at Shippo; by the end of the night she had changed into a full blown otaku.

"Now do you see what you have been missing? You don't have to play fighting games, or even play those porno ones that Kousaka plays just sit back and have fun!" Kasukabe laughed.

"I understand now, I didn't know otaku were just like normal people. I thought those guys in the club room were weirdos now I know they just love the art form. Thanks Lance!" She said giving him a peck on the cheek. Lance gathered his things and walked outside and shut the door

"Another convert made for the church of the divine otaku!" he said to himself and walked home.

Lance walked into his apartment and saw that there was a message on his machine, it was Chika Oguie.

"Lance I know it's kinda late but I want to see you again call me back please? My number is 555-7556." Lance dialed the number.

"Chika, what's up?" he said. Oguie spoke.

"I have finished your manga and I thought that I'd return it tonight that is if it's not too late?" Lance spoke

"Sure thing, I saw you walking near my place before I went to Kasukabe's you must of not noticed me." Oguie laughed "I guess I didn't notice you, I live a few streets down, just give me five minutes."

Lance spoke, "Sure thing, I'll be waiting."

Oguie walked into Lance's apartment and was surprised at how nicely decorated it was with posters of Inuyasha and various movies on the wall. On his computer desk were three Super Mario mushrooms and a Shippo.

"Have a seat wherever you like," he said "can I get you something to drink?" she shook her head and sat down.

"So what did you think of the Manga?" he said as he took a sip of his rice beer, Oguie looked up. "It was the most wonderful love story I've ever read! That's not the real reason why I came though." Lance looked at her

"Then why did you come?"He said Oguie cleared her throat,

"I was thinking about this afternoon and how you were so kind to me and I knew. I knew then that it had to be fate that brought you to Suiioh University. Lance I am in love with you." Lance choked on his beer

"Come again?" she looked at him.

"I love you; I knew it the moment you sat and listened to me talk about my past." Lance stammered "Well we have just met though! Aren't you being a little hasty?" Just as Lance was about to continue Oguie leaned over and kissed him, Lance didn't know what to do; she put her tongue in his mouth so he did the same and the kiss became more passionate.

"I want you!" She said, Lance was overcome with passion, Oguie gave him her hand, together they walked over to his bedroom, there she undressed, it was at this moment that Lance realized he had just spent two days in Japan and already a woman wanted to fuck him. Lance took off his shirt revealing his slim but toned chest and kissed Oguie deeper and more ferociously, she gasped in pleasure.

"This is so wrong!" Lance said.

"But it feels right doesn't it? That's all that matters." Oguie said. Lance smiled and kissed her again. She shut off the light and together their bodies connected in the darkness. They would remain passionate throughout the night.

Meanwhile in an apartment Kanji Sassahara was thinking, thinking about how lonely he was and how he needed a girlfriend. The only woman he thought was for him was Oguie but she hated otaku, or was it a ploy to hide some secret pain, hell he didn't know. He lay in his bed, and thought about her, he knew he had to get her attention. As he drifted off to sleep he said her name over and over not knowing she had just now gave her heart and body to another man.

To be continued. . .