Disclaimer:See ch1.

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"No wait—So he's seriously gay?" Our mystery woman asked our blue noggin'd bandit.

"Yup. Gayest person I know. But really, I don't know that many gay dudes..." He mused, straining to carry a box of God-knows-whatsies (heavy ones) up the stairs.

"But he can't be!" She ran to catch up with him.

Kouji half-glanced at her, a skeptical look on his face. "Oh? What makes ya say that?"

"Be-Cuz he...well we uh...ya know...uh..."

"Out with it, blondie!" (Explained later.)

"We did it, okay?! Nuriko an' I fucked!"

This stopped the male bandit in his tracks. He eased his grip on the large wooden box and narrowed his eyes. "You're kidding." But the look on her face told him otherwise.

"Did he uh...ya know...tha whole guy thing?"

The redhead looked confused for a moment, then her face brightened, from pride or comprehension Kouji couldn't tell.

"Oh Suzaku...Where tha hell is Genrou?!" He shouted with a mega-grin, carelessly tossing his God-knows-whatsies down three flights of stairs as he practically flew up the other one, with mystery woman behind him.. Just as he turned a quick corner, he charged into the very soul he was looking for, grabbed him by the shoulders, and shook him mercilessly. "Dudebossman! Nuriko and Shana fucked!"

After a short series of lightningspeed questions, both men burst out laughing and started chanting 'Blackmail, blackmail!'--Untill Shana rounded the corner herself, shoved Kouji out of the way, and began shaking Genrou's shoulders mercilessly.

"Is it true? Please tell me it's not true!"

"Yeah! No! I dunno! What tha fuck?!"

"Is he actually gay?" She shouted, but practically whispered the end.

Tasuki-man grinned widely and nodded, while Kouji, who had a similar grin, yelled "Told ya so!"

Shana blushed. "Right. That sucks. I mean...I guess I jus' thought we'd really connected..."

"So I've heard," Tasuki replied, impossibly large grin growing larger.

After a short silence and a raised eyebrow, the three of them burst out laughing.

And once again, after many seconds of this loud laughter, Shana suddenly stopped and glared at the two men before her.

"Ya knew he was gay. Ya saw me hitting on him. Why didn't ya stop me?! NOW I'M GONNA BE SCARRED FOR LIFE, YOU ASSHOLES!"

Both men glanced at her, glanced at each other, and darted back down the stairs.

Too bad for them, the giant wooden box sitting at the bottom had long since been forgotten...-evil smirk-

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Nuriko walked in to the palace, finally, sometime around lunch. In fact, right at lunch.

The meal was abnormally quiet, which totally aggravated Tasuki, so of course he decided to take it upon himself to get a conversation started. Of course.

"Nuriko fucked a GIRL last night!!!" Ah ha ha, how typical.

The room instantly became filled with sounds of choking, spluttering, stuttering, gasping, and maniac laughing.

"Tasuki! Shut up!" The accused one screamed, furiously blushing. How the hell did he know?!

"An' she's freakin' hot-"

"Tasuki! You damn retard! She looks like youbut with boobs!"

At once, the room became silent. All the color in the bandit's face faded.

"Nuriko...dun tell me that tha's why-"

"No! I was freakin' drunk! Like you've never gone off and gotten laid while under the influence of alcohol! Really! Everybody takes relationships so freakin' seriously around here!"

The room remained silent, everybody staring at him open mouthed.

"It was one time! Nothing changed!"

The only person who moved at all right then was Tasuki, who just shrugged it off and continued eating.

After what seemed like for-friggin-ever, Chichiri spoke up, trying to be supportive.

"Well uh...What's her name no da?"

This, of course, caused purpleheadchan to blush even worse.

Luckily, Tasuki spoke up for him. "Her name's Shana. She's one-a tha few chicks allowed in our gang, cuz she's jest plain awesome, an' she's some kinda special bartender. She can talk anybody an' everybody inta drinkin' until they pass out. Right Nuriko?" As he winked, Nuriko nodded.

"And so it had nothing to do with physical attraction, or anything! I was drunk, she loved me, and we..." He left the sentence hanging.

"Fucked?"

The purple headed seishi gave an exasperated sigh. "Yes, Tasuki! We fucked! Now can you lay off? Jeez! One time -just one time- and all of a sudden I'm straight, right? RIGHT? Well you people are all messed up! I. WAS. DRUNK. What do you not get about that?!" He snapped.

Hotohori lifted a finger. "Uh...Nurik-"

"WHAT?!"

"Uh...Nobody accused you of...uh...switching teams." (And a new phrase was born!)

Nuriko had no color in his face other than the deep red in his cheeks.

He was about to slam his hands down on the table when he remembered his strength, so instead he just yelled "JUST EAT!" And just left the room. Everybody else just glared at Tasuki, who just shrugged and grinned.

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Everyone is so OOC in this fic, it makes me laugh.

Ha ha...so I used OpenOffice for the first time today...I guess it IS better than WordPad...hmm...

In this chapter, you get to see how different she acts when she's not around Nuriko...or is it just how she acts when she is around Kouji? Lol. I was toying with the idea of making Kouji her own living personal journal, tee hee hee.

And speaking of "her", it took me forever to come up with a name for her. I wanted something that wasn't all prissy and girly (not gonna name any names), and quite the opposite: I wanted something badass. Cuz you see, I was sick of Japanese names, so I'm naming her something in english. Lol. Now at first, I was going to name her Shana. But then, I met this girl at my church with red hair...named Shana. It made me waver a bit, but whatever. Not like she'd ever read it, right?

And THEN, my friend Savanna brought an Anime Magazine to school, like she always does, and I was reading it, and they had an add for a new manga/anime coming out...And guess what? The main character was a total badass redhead female...and her name was Shana.

Good God!!!

So, after seconds of ruthless thinking, I went on Yahoo! Answers. Hey, YA saves lives, okay?

But...I got no good answers, or at least any that would fit her.

So I just figured "You know what? FUCK THE WORLD!!" And named her Shana.

So there was a long drawn out story. Yay!

Now here, I'm asking for some constructive criticism...There's something wrong with the way I write...But I don't know what...And when I say the way I write, I don't mean spelling or grammar or anything...but there's just something in my writing style that I don't like, and that I think is wrong. So can somebody throw out some constructive criticism, please? Thanks a bunch.

So yeah...hope I update soon...lol.