Chapter One: Lost
Genrou stared jealously at Saihi as he continued to sing his assigned song for the dance Setsunakute Mo . . . Zutto.
Saihi was on the middle of the dance floor with Tsuki in his arms, both of them with a look of contentment on their faces, both of them in their own little world.
Wishing more and more that he was in Tsuki's arms instead of on the stage Genrou closed his eyes as he began to put his feelings into the song, and soon running into the last phrase without knowing it. He was then warming greeted by the applause of the audience. But he paid no attention to the crowd his eyes were focused only and directly on Tsuki who had Saihi's arms around her waist, was clapping and smiling at him with a warm smile.
"Curse this" Genrou thought in his mind as closed his eyes trying to black out the picture of Tsuki and Saihi. He remembered a few years ago when Tsuki had been his. Completely his……..
Suddenly awaken from his thought by a hard tap on the shoulders from Cho Ryuen one of his close friends. Genrou nodded with a brief smile on his face as he whispered "Good luck, Nuriko" he then handed the mic to him and walked slowly off stage. Cho then started his little song. Everyone remembering his little cross-dressing streak from last year laughed as he started his song…..Otome Ranman.
Genrou walked slowly past the crowd who was complementing him with abrupt nods as he walked outside the gym into the cold midsummer air.
The air felt welcoming to his sweaty body. Singing in front of a lot of people was had never been his thing unlike his other friends he wasn't as social. Mainly because of his past as a thief, but….. even then he never stole for himself only to help the needy that lived in his neighborhood, and then there was the thing that caused Tsuki to break up with him… alcohol. He could control when he drank it, but it was when he had it did bad things happen. When he had it… he didn't know who he was or what he was doing. *Elephant Ears!! Dragonfly!! You get the idea ^_^*
Genrou let out a big sigh as he flopped onto his back. The star constellation of Crater sparkled brightly at him as he stared up at the night sky. He then studied the other constellations in the south as he remember the past adventures back in Konan.
Genrou covered his eyes as he felt someone shining a bright light on him.
"Knock it off will ya?!!" he yelled as he batted helplessly at the light.
The light the turned off revealing Cho.
"Nuriko!! What's big idea?!"
"Falling asleep outside of the school, and then sleeping till 12:00 P.M. and you're asking me?!"
Genrou groaned as he pulled the covers over his head. Nuriko being his normal (short-tempered) self lifted the bed and deliberately dropped the half-asleep Genrou onto the cold-hard floor.
"NURIKO!!!!!!"
Nuriko grinned as he stared down and the mad bandit.
"Did I do that?" Nuriko answered in a mocking tone.
"If only I had my fan with me I won't wait a second before I toasted you!!!!"
" OHH!! I'm SOOO scared!! HEY!!! It wasn't MY fault that you chose me to be your roommate!! And the FACT is that you don't!!"
Genrou muttered as he pulled himself off the floor, and headed towards the shower.
Genrou's mind wandered as he took his shower. In his mind he was back in Konan. Wandering around before the war, before the death of his friends, and before the Miko. Back in the time when he was just a regular Mt. Reikaku bandit and all the fun things that he and they would do. All the good things. All the good times. Back before the world had changed so drastically.
Genrou suddenly realizing what he was thinking slapped himself on the head as he walked out of the shower. It wasn't like him to think about things like that! And recently he had been doing it a lot . Too much.
He then slowly dried himself and the wrapped his towel around his waist as he made his way into the kitchen.
"Are you awake now?" Nuriko asked in a mocking tone as he continued to read the newspapers.
"shut up"
"I guess not"
Genrou then opened the refrigerator and began his search for something edible. Their refrigerator was not messy or anything, it just had literally no food in it at all! Being rather famous and having a lot of money some what went through their heads and they got into a bad habit of eating out. After ten minutes of searching he gave up and began searching the cabinets.
"Nuriko, what happened to the pancake batter that you bought last week?!!"
Nuriko glanced up and the bandit.
"It's right in front of you."
Genrou then lifted the box sitting in front of him and sure enough it was the pancake batter. Unaware of the fact that Nuriko was still staring at him, Genrou began reading the ingredients needed for his breakfast.
"an egg, a ½ cup of milk , and ¼ teaspoon of oil."
Genrou pulled out a bowl and began mixing the contents together. Not really paying much attention to the measurements.
By this time Nuriko had put down his paper, and was just entertaining himself by watching the once "all might bandit" attempt to make his breakfast. It was entertaining because not only did Genrou not know how to measure the ingredients needed and not know how to turn on the stove, but also the fact that Genrou was only wearing a towel and was splattering the himself with the "batter".
How was Tsuki and Nuriko always able to make the batter?! Genrou questioned himself getting rather annoyed at himself and his "breakfast".
Finally, Nuriko could hold it in no longer as he bursted into laughter. Genrou turned around. He was kind of confused when he saw Nuriko bent over in laughter. He hadn't notice anything funny.
"What are you laughing about?"
Nuriko stopped for a few minutes and looked up at Genrou. His face was full of curiousity. Nuriko then stood up, taking the bowl of "batter" from him.
"Go back and clean yourself off, put on some clothes. I'll make your breakfast."
Genrou stared at him. Minutes ticked by.
"Thanks"
Nuriko smiled as he saw the bandit once again walk off into the restroom for yet another shower.
Genrou stared jealously at Saihi as he continued to sing his assigned song for the dance Setsunakute Mo . . . Zutto.
Saihi was on the middle of the dance floor with Tsuki in his arms, both of them with a look of contentment on their faces, both of them in their own little world.
Wishing more and more that he was in Tsuki's arms instead of on the stage Genrou closed his eyes as he began to put his feelings into the song, and soon running into the last phrase without knowing it. He was then warming greeted by the applause of the audience. But he paid no attention to the crowd his eyes were focused only and directly on Tsuki who had Saihi's arms around her waist, was clapping and smiling at him with a warm smile.
"Curse this" Genrou thought in his mind as closed his eyes trying to black out the picture of Tsuki and Saihi. He remembered a few years ago when Tsuki had been his. Completely his……..
Suddenly awaken from his thought by a hard tap on the shoulders from Cho Ryuen one of his close friends. Genrou nodded with a brief smile on his face as he whispered "Good luck, Nuriko" he then handed the mic to him and walked slowly off stage. Cho then started his little song. Everyone remembering his little cross-dressing streak from last year laughed as he started his song…..Otome Ranman.
Genrou walked slowly past the crowd who was complementing him with abrupt nods as he walked outside the gym into the cold midsummer air.
The air felt welcoming to his sweaty body. Singing in front of a lot of people was had never been his thing unlike his other friends he wasn't as social. Mainly because of his past as a thief, but….. even then he never stole for himself only to help the needy that lived in his neighborhood, and then there was the thing that caused Tsuki to break up with him… alcohol. He could control when he drank it, but it was when he had it did bad things happen. When he had it… he didn't know who he was or what he was doing. *Elephant Ears!! Dragonfly!! You get the idea ^_^*
Genrou let out a big sigh as he flopped onto his back. The star constellation of Crater sparkled brightly at him as he stared up at the night sky. He then studied the other constellations in the south as he remember the past adventures back in Konan.
Genrou covered his eyes as he felt someone shining a bright light on him.
"Knock it off will ya?!!" he yelled as he batted helplessly at the light.
The light the turned off revealing Cho.
"Nuriko!! What's big idea?!"
"Falling asleep outside of the school, and then sleeping till 12:00 P.M. and you're asking me?!"
Genrou groaned as he pulled the covers over his head. Nuriko being his normal (short-tempered) self lifted the bed and deliberately dropped the half-asleep Genrou onto the cold-hard floor.
"NURIKO!!!!!!"
Nuriko grinned as he stared down and the mad bandit.
"Did I do that?" Nuriko answered in a mocking tone.
"If only I had my fan with me I won't wait a second before I toasted you!!!!"
" OHH!! I'm SOOO scared!! HEY!!! It wasn't MY fault that you chose me to be your roommate!! And the FACT is that you don't!!"
Genrou muttered as he pulled himself off the floor, and headed towards the shower.
Genrou's mind wandered as he took his shower. In his mind he was back in Konan. Wandering around before the war, before the death of his friends, and before the Miko. Back in the time when he was just a regular Mt. Reikaku bandit and all the fun things that he and they would do. All the good things. All the good times. Back before the world had changed so drastically.
Genrou suddenly realizing what he was thinking slapped himself on the head as he walked out of the shower. It wasn't like him to think about things like that! And recently he had been doing it a lot . Too much.
He then slowly dried himself and the wrapped his towel around his waist as he made his way into the kitchen.
"Are you awake now?" Nuriko asked in a mocking tone as he continued to read the newspapers.
"shut up"
"I guess not"
Genrou then opened the refrigerator and began his search for something edible. Their refrigerator was not messy or anything, it just had literally no food in it at all! Being rather famous and having a lot of money some what went through their heads and they got into a bad habit of eating out. After ten minutes of searching he gave up and began searching the cabinets.
"Nuriko, what happened to the pancake batter that you bought last week?!!"
Nuriko glanced up and the bandit.
"It's right in front of you."
Genrou then lifted the box sitting in front of him and sure enough it was the pancake batter. Unaware of the fact that Nuriko was still staring at him, Genrou began reading the ingredients needed for his breakfast.
"an egg, a ½ cup of milk , and ¼ teaspoon of oil."
Genrou pulled out a bowl and began mixing the contents together. Not really paying much attention to the measurements.
By this time Nuriko had put down his paper, and was just entertaining himself by watching the once "all might bandit" attempt to make his breakfast. It was entertaining because not only did Genrou not know how to measure the ingredients needed and not know how to turn on the stove, but also the fact that Genrou was only wearing a towel and was splattering the himself with the "batter".
How was Tsuki and Nuriko always able to make the batter?! Genrou questioned himself getting rather annoyed at himself and his "breakfast".
Finally, Nuriko could hold it in no longer as he bursted into laughter. Genrou turned around. He was kind of confused when he saw Nuriko bent over in laughter. He hadn't notice anything funny.
"What are you laughing about?"
Nuriko stopped for a few minutes and looked up at Genrou. His face was full of curiousity. Nuriko then stood up, taking the bowl of "batter" from him.
"Go back and clean yourself off, put on some clothes. I'll make your breakfast."
Genrou stared at him. Minutes ticked by.
"Thanks"
Nuriko smiled as he saw the bandit once again walk off into the restroom for yet another shower.