Author's Notes: Another fic that is only here because of my beta. I asked her what I should write, she said "Monkeys. Lotsa monkeys." So, I present.
(Note: If you're following Kajimoto's Strip Club, I'm working on the next chapter, but I'm having a hard time writing Sengoku, as I don't like him that much. n.n;; )
Betaed by Fatedtofall. Less not-mine than usual, but still not mine.
If there were a list of dangerous places to get lost, it is unlikely that the depths of the jungle would be at the top. Considering the existence of such places as "the slums of large cities," "the middle of the ocean," "underwater" and "inside an active volcano", it's unlikely it would even make the top ten. This does not negate, however, the fact that the depths of the jungle is an extremely dangerous place to get lost, and one should make a point to avoid doing so.
Apparently, however, Akutagawa Jiroh did not know this. Perhaps he had never considered the matter, or perhaps he was foolishly brash. Perhaps he had inhaled some odd plant fumes and now believed himself to be invisible.
Whatever the cause, Akutagawa Jiroh was lost in the depths of the jungle, and did not seem to care a whit. In fact, he was sleeping. And while "being lost in the depths of the jungle" may not be on the top of the list, "being lost in the depths of the jungle while asleep" is certainly somewhat higher.
Ironically, this sleeping was the entire reason Jiroh was lost in the depths of the jungle in the first place. When Jiroh was born, the nurses had hooked his limp form up to the monitors in a panic, only to realize that the infant was perfectly healthy, but in the midst of a sound slumber. His mother had been alarmed at first when her newborn did not wake up for a 2 AM feeding, consistently sleeping through the night, and most of the morning as well. (As well as the evening, and the majority of the afternoon.) However, all of the doctors she'd seen on the matter had told her the same thing: her son was perfectly healthy, and would grow out of it when he was older. But Jiroh did not grow out of his sleeping habit, and, in a desperate attempt, his parents had sent the now teenage boy on a study group to the African jungles in the somewhat desperate hope a change of climate would miraculously cure what modern medicine could not.
Unfortunately, shortly after arriving in the jungles, the leaders had gotten separated from the group, the group had split up to find them, and Jiroh had gotten quite lost. Not one to be overly stressed about being lost in an unknown jungle with no clue if your companions were even still living, much less where they were, Jiroh promptly fell asleep.
Notes: …My chapters are hella short, aren't they?