disclaimer: see ch1

SD means super deformed, by the way

I used the same names for Tasuki's sisters as I did in the other story, but Lea is not in love with him in this one. And his parents are actually in this one. Also, Tasuki hates milk, because when he was young he claimed to have been smothered by his mother's huge breasts, apparently. So whatever. I put a refrence of that in here, cuz I was bored...

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The next morning, while Chichiri was preparing for the spell (and by preparing, I mean meditating), Tasuki and Kouji were trying to get rid of their massive hangover's by drinking tea and resting.

"Sorry 'bout what I said last night, 'bout you an' bird head bein' together," Kouji said, resulting in SD Chichiri popping up and scaring the crap out of him.

"Why are you so mean no da?" His hand ran across his three-foot-high-hair, "I do not look like a bird no da! Well, I'm ready, are we going to do this or not Tasuki?"

"Ya, ya, ya, come on." He followed Chichiri into the room they had been waiting outside of. Kouji chuckled.

Inside the room, Tasuki was staring at the wall, waiting for Chichiri to start the spell. Sure enough, the wall rippled and then turned into, well, a giant view of Tasuki's living room.

"AH! LOOK!" A elderly female shouted, pointing at the wall. "It's Tasuki-sama and Chichiri-sama. When did that happen?"

"Oi, your right, it is!" A man walked around the corner, followed by five women.

"Hey everyone! Do ya know who this young man is?" Kouji placed his hand on Tasuki's head and ruffled his hair, resulting in Tasuki's fist colliding with his own head.

"Well, sure. Everyone knows who he is. He's the Suzaku Seishi known as Tasuki," One of the women said with her hands on her hips.

"Hahaha, Kai, ya never learn do ya. Ok, let's play a game. I know who all of ya er, so who am I? Kai, Lea, Koura, Kourin, and Aidou." Tasuki smiled, making sure to show his fangs well.

The seven people in the opposite room just stared at the strange seishi with confused looks on their faces.

He looks so familiar...Orange hair...stupid fanged smile...

"Shun'u," Kai whispered quietly. "It's Shun'u!" This time much louder, followed by suprised gasps all around the room and Tasuki sticking out his tounge while saying, "Duh!"

"Yep. Shun'u. Just look at his hair. And his teeth. Not to mention the bad-ass attitude," Lea this time. "But I thought you were dead!"

"Yeah, bandits kidnapped you and robbed you and killed you!"-Koura

"How could the seishi play such a cruel trick on us?" Kourin buried her head in her hands.

"Ouch," Kouji got up and rubbed his head, then noticed Tasuki staring at the screen, listening to angry shouts about, 'A cruel trick', and 'Shun'u is dead".

"Ya know, now I member why I ran away," Tasuki told Kouji, just loud enough so his family could hear. He then crossed his arms and stared at his family. "I'm not dead. I'm right here in front of ya. I'm a seishi now. I ran away. Cuz ya all suck. Nobody believed me, nobody listened to me, everybody picked on me." He rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in the air, to let them land behind his head. "An' it's still the same. Nobody believes me. I wasn't kidnapped, either, just ask Kouji here. Like I said, I ran away. An' I joined tha bandits. I'm tha leader of tha group now. An' here's something I bet ya never knew while I lived here-" Tasuki pulled up his shirt sleeve and showed his wide-eyed family the kanji on his arm. "I'm a seishi, like I said. I've always been a seishi. But apparently, none of ya have noticed that. Now, I guess I should go back ta protectin' tha Miko. Cuz that's what I do now. So Chichiri-"

"Wait, I know my baby boy," The bandit's mother stated. "And if you really are who you say you are, then tell me 'Son'. How do you feel about milk?"

Kouji burst out laughing.

Tasuki make a face showing genuine disgust, crossed eyes and everything. "I hate it," He set his hands on his hipe and stuck out his tounge. "An' it's all yer fault," One of his hands lifted from his hips and pointed towards the mother, "Cuz ya always suffocated me with yer damn big 'equipment'!" Again, Kouji was laughing aloud.

Tasuki's mom started to tear up, "It's really my baby boy. He's back, after all these years."

"So then it is Shun'u?" Koura had a confused look on her face.

"Duh," came Tasuki's reply. Again his arms were crossed, "So, I was thinkin' of comin' home fer a visit, does that sound ok ta ya?" When he got no reply, he smiled, "Good, then I'll be there tomorrow. Bye now. Chichiri?"

The stalker finally couldn't take it anymore and joined Kouji, who was still laughing. Heads turned and everybody saw it was Tamahome.

"Tamahome? What er ya doin' here?" Tasuki asked, having forgotten that Chichiri hadn't broke the spell yet.

"I came to see what you guys were up to. You're so nice, finally talking to your family after, what has it been? 3, 4 Years, maybe? What, you're one year younger than me..." Tamahome shrugged his shoulders. "Anyway, there's a few things you forgot to tell them."

Tasuki rolled his eyes and made a 'pfft' sound, "Like what?"

"Like your girlfriend, you didn't even mention her."

"What er ya talkin' 'bout? Ya know I don't gotta-"

"Oh my Gods, Shun'u doesn't have a girlfriend yet? What a baby," Lea teased.

"N-yeah, of course I have a girlfriend. An' she's beautiful too," The bandit remarked, once again, his arms folded.

"Prove it. Bring her tomorrow," Lea said, with just as much attittude as Tasuki had.

Tamahome set his hand on Tasuki's shoulder, "Tasuki, my old friend. My work here is done. See you at the palace." With that he walked out the door and left.

"Tasuki no da?"

"Huh?"

"I can't keep this spell up much longer no da. So could you please hurry no da?" Chichiri's face was bright red.

Tasuki turned back to the wall, "Fine, I'll bring 'er by tomorrow. Now, Chiri here is gettin' tired of listnen' ta us fight, so I'm gonna have ta let ya go right now."

-----------Back at the palace

"REKKA SHINEN!" Tasuki was chasing Tamahome around the palace, which was much harder for the latter, seeing as how his power was not super speed.

"I'M GONNA KILL YA! I'M GONNA KILL YA!"

"GOMEN GOMEN GOMEN TASUKI! I THOUGHT I WAS HELPING!" Tamahome lied.

"Oh really? Well who tha hell am I gonna get ta be my girlfriend by tomorrow? Tha only girls I know er Miaka an' Houki! Well, an' my sisters an' my mom."

Tasuki had finally stopped running, giving Tamahome a chance to breathe. "Well, I do have a few suggestions...but you'd have to go to extreme measures."

"Whatever who is it?"

"Well, for one, you could try and talk Chichiri, and get him to turn himself into a girl for a few days."

"Heh, don't think so. Next."

"I would suggest Hotohori, I bet he would do it if they call him beautiful. Of course you'd need to change his voice. And talk Houki into letting him. I'm not sure how she would feel knowing her husband is out pretending to be someone's girlfriend."

"He has too much ta do already. Do ya have any female suggestions?"

"I think you and I both know the next one," Tamahome stated.

"Lemme guess. Nuriko? And ya ain't got anymore?"

"Bingo."

Once again, Tasuki started chasing Tamahome around the palace screaming, "I'M GONNA KILL YA!"

Later that night, as in, after dinner, Tasuki followed Nuriko into his room.

"Uh, Nuriko?"

"Hai?"

"Um, I know this is short notice an' all, but could ya do me a tiny favor?"

"Depends. What is it?"

"Uh, could ya come ta my parent's house with me an' pretend ta be my um, my girlfriend?"

"No."

"Please? I already asked Chichiri an' he said no, an' I would ask Hotohori, but he's tha emperor an' Houki would kill me if he had ta be my girlfriend! Besides, ya had eight years of experience as a girl!"

"I don't crossdress anymore, remember?"

"Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with sake on top?"

"Well, I might consider it, if I knew what was in it for me."

"Um, ya'll get tha chance to meet five beautiful single women?"

"As a girl."

"Yeah, but-"

"Fine. But not for you. It's only because I have nothing better to do."