DISCLAIMER!!!!—
I own this! This is mine. Fushigi Yugi is not mine. Li'l Kourin and Kouji are mine. Genrou is mine( i wish).Disclaimers are lamers.(tee hee!)
A/N----this chapter=short and funny! ...i think.....
DEDICATIONS----
Malinka. Scarlett. Oshimo. Shiro. Skipsida. Mouse-san. My FY friends.All you reviewers!
THING NEKO WILL BE KILLED FOR—not doing her homework, failing the one course she's really good at, swearin' like a certain bandit.
PS----Today's chapter is named after a song from "Last of the Ghetto Astronauts" it's called, "Haven't Slept in years." (LotGA was MGB's first album, BTW)
Apparitions
"what would you say
if we lived on tv?
Besides all the things they told you to...."
-Matthew Good Band
Chapter Three-Haven't Slept in Years
"it's understandable
after all your only human ..
Haven't slept in years
haven't talked to anybody else.."
-Matthew Good Band
story by Neko Kamiya
"Staaaannnnnkkeee!!!" Kourin screamed, giggling.
"Ahhh......fuck!!! Bloody hell! Ryuu!! Come on, the fuckin' kid stinks!!! Dammit! Ryuu!" Genrou picked up the baby, holding her at arms length. "Ah shit, dammit! Ryuu went out! Fuck!" He looked around for something, anything to change her with. "Where the fuckin' hell does she keeps those fuckin' diapers? Friggit! Fuckin' hell!" The he got an idea. He grabbed a basket, a blanket, a piece of paper, and a marker. He wrote ' I stink. Change me.' in childish writing, and set Kourin in the basket with the blanket. He ran out into the hall, and dropped her in front of the neighbours door, rang the door bell, and ran back to the apartment. 'heh. This'll fuckin' work! Why didn't i do this earlier?'
**************
I looked over the groceries. Ah, damn! I bought the wrong kind of baby food! Carrots make Kourin gassy! As i stepped off the elevator, I heard someone call my name.
"Oh, Ryuuen, dear! There you are!" It was ms. Ida, our neighbour. She was holding a basket. "Isn't this yours?" She said, holding up the basket.
"Oh, Kourin!" I dropped the groceries, and grabbed my baby. "How...??" I said, as i cradled the now cooing baby.
"Well, i opened my door, and she was sitting there in this basket.....It must be that ne'er-do-well 'friend ' of yours! Why are you letting him raise these kids? He's obviously not capable. Not that it's my business..."
"No, it really isn't. Thank you very much for returning Kourin, and I'll definitely talk to Genrou, but my personal life is none of your concern, ma'am." I said with a huff. The nerve! Telling me whom i should or shouldn't let look after MY kids! Still, Gen-chan DID put our child on a doorstop.... she has some right to be concerned..... but I can yell at him, i don't need her telling me that!
I grabbed the groceries, putting Kourin back in the wicker basket, a nd then grabbed that too. As soon as i walked into my apartment, i saw a sign on the basket. "Gen-chan!!!!!!" I screamed. He timidly appeared, beads of sweat trickling down his neck.
"Umm....yes Ryuu, dear?" He said, politely. I held up the paper.
"Explain."
"Well, um...she smelled bad, and...hey! Why should i have to explain myself? I'm a friggan bandit! I ain't the type to look after kids! What the fuck was i supposed to do?"
"You were supposed to change her, not door her in front of Ms.Ida door, so she could think i was incapable mother!"
"I'm not good at this whole kids thing, Ryuu! I'm sorry! I don't know what to do when the smell, or cry, or burp, or get that funny look on their face! I don't know how to play with the fuckin' kids, or how to fuckin' feed them so the don't spit it back out all over me! I can't friggan rock them to sleep, and i definitely can't change no diapers!" He fell onto the sofa. "I'm trying, but it's just not in me. It seems all i do is make' em cry. You shoulda got Houjun or something to move in here. I'm more trouble than help."Gen shuffled his feet, and sighed, ruffling his hair.
"........Gen...." i sighed " Giving her to a neighbour wasn't the answer. I know this is a big change, but that was still bloody stupid."I looked at him. He looked tired. I know I wasn't looking all that great myself. We had made up some story about a cousin of mine being unfit to raise the kid, so she asked me too look after them while she 'got better', and that Genrou was helping me with them since she had been close friends with both of us when we were younger, and he wanted to help her out. People seem to accept the story, until they hear the part about Genrou. That why we added that my cousin was hot, and single. Suddenly, the story was passable.
"..I'm sorry, Ryuuen. I just...i can't DO this.." He whimpered, in a totally un-gen-chan way. I sat down beside him. He looked really tired. I yawned.
"I know....this is too much. I think it's time we took a break. Let's call in the baby sitting troupe tonight, and we can finally get some rest." I said, as i handed him Kourin. "Really, Genoru, You could have just called someone! You didn't have to try and give our kid away. " I laughed and picked up the phone. He smiled to, and yawned. Big mistake. Kourin Hands flew like lightening to his fangs.
"Oww, phuck!!!!"" Genrou scream, and sighed, slumping down admitting defeat.
Several phone calls later.......
"Who'd ya get?" Genrou asked , as he came out from checking on Kouji and putting Kourin down for her nap, seeing the smile on my face as i put down the phone.
"Well, it took a while, but i was able to get Miaka and Taka. " Miaka was back in town. She had been kick off the trip due a small, food smuggling incident. Instead of going home and facing her parents, she had been staying at Taka's until the trip was supposed to end. Clever girl, really. She figured out a way to spend about a week at her boyfriends house. I stood up and fixed my hair into a loose bun. "They'll be over in a few minutes."
"Thank god! Guess we're hanging at my place then?" He asked.
"Guess so."I went into my room to grab some things. Although Genrou had technically moved in here, we decided it best for him to keep his place. That way, whenever we needed a 'baby free zone' we had somewhere to go. Our landlord even help out by dropping the rent on Gen's place, saying it was partially lived in, not needing as much in the way as gas and electricity. I had some stuff over there already, so i just grabbed the essentials. I was debating over whether or not to bring make up, when i heard the door open.
"Hi!!!!!" Miaka, of course. I came out with my small over night bag slung over my shoulder.
"You guys don't mind, do you?" I asked, timidly, as Genrou came out of the guest room with his own over night...handful.....basically just toothpaste... god, i wish i was as care free as him sometimes...
"Not at all. We love looking after the kids!" Taka declared.
"Thanks so much!"I reached up and kissed his cheek. , then turned and hugged Miaka. "If there are any problem whatsoever, we're just down the hall." I yawned. "Thanks again guys! We really need a break."
"We can tell. Gen isn't even talking, let alone swearin'." Taka said with a laugh. Genrou sort of muttered, and walked out the door. I followed, then turned my head and smiled back at our two saviours. It had been one long months since we first got the kids, and raising kids was hard.
"We make crappy parents. Let's never have kids." Genrou said.
"Too late."I laughed. Then it hit me. We have kids. What if she never comes back? Does she expect us to raise them on our own? We were two collage kids living in the city, by ourselves, with shitty, low income part time jobs. It was hard enough looking after babies, even with help from our friends! There was no way their generosity would last forever! Eventually, the money would stop rolling in, and they'd go back to living normal, collage student lives. But me, I'd always have these kids. It's not that i didn't like them, i did, i do! But..still, they deserve more than this. A single mother. With her child-like best bud. It's like I'm a mother of three!
****~End Part Three ~****
Neko goes crazy? Don't mind of i do!:sorry so short. It'll be awhile 'till i can write again, and I just wanted to post SOMETHING!! (hell, this is SHORT!!!! it's hardly qualified for writing!! What is it? 400 words? (FReAK, the Computer: 1500-ish...)oh. Still, that's not much....my chapters are usually about 3 times that much! More!!! what's wrong with me today?!?!..oh, right, just wanted to post before exams started. Sorry , i forgot! (FreAK:that's okay neko!)
*freak is really the name of my computer! i named it a few weeks ago. My friend named hers Izzy. I called mine freak. (It's after a garbage song, i had stuck all the lyrics things on my computer, and the only one that stayed on says "I'm a freak, freak, freak, but baby I'm on fire"..so, i figured that was my compie saying it's name was freak, no da! )*
AKUGI:...nothing to go on. Sorry. (I'm not a good comedy writer anyway, so it'd suck .)
PSS–ummm... shiro shouldn't be famous? ..no, really, I got nothing. Bye *waves* have a cookie on your way out! *gives out cookies*
I own this! This is mine. Fushigi Yugi is not mine. Li'l Kourin and Kouji are mine. Genrou is mine( i wish).Disclaimers are lamers.(tee hee!)
A/N----this chapter=short and funny! ...i think.....
DEDICATIONS----
Malinka. Scarlett. Oshimo. Shiro. Skipsida. Mouse-san. My FY friends.All you reviewers!
THING NEKO WILL BE KILLED FOR—not doing her homework, failing the one course she's really good at, swearin' like a certain bandit.
PS----Today's chapter is named after a song from "Last of the Ghetto Astronauts" it's called, "Haven't Slept in years." (LotGA was MGB's first album, BTW)
Apparitions
"what would you say
if we lived on tv?
Besides all the things they told you to...."
-Matthew Good Band
Chapter Three-Haven't Slept in Years
"it's understandable
after all your only human ..
Haven't slept in years
haven't talked to anybody else.."
-Matthew Good Band
story by Neko Kamiya
"Staaaannnnnkkeee!!!" Kourin screamed, giggling.
"Ahhh......fuck!!! Bloody hell! Ryuu!! Come on, the fuckin' kid stinks!!! Dammit! Ryuu!" Genrou picked up the baby, holding her at arms length. "Ah shit, dammit! Ryuu went out! Fuck!" He looked around for something, anything to change her with. "Where the fuckin' hell does she keeps those fuckin' diapers? Friggit! Fuckin' hell!" The he got an idea. He grabbed a basket, a blanket, a piece of paper, and a marker. He wrote ' I stink. Change me.' in childish writing, and set Kourin in the basket with the blanket. He ran out into the hall, and dropped her in front of the neighbours door, rang the door bell, and ran back to the apartment. 'heh. This'll fuckin' work! Why didn't i do this earlier?'
**************
I looked over the groceries. Ah, damn! I bought the wrong kind of baby food! Carrots make Kourin gassy! As i stepped off the elevator, I heard someone call my name.
"Oh, Ryuuen, dear! There you are!" It was ms. Ida, our neighbour. She was holding a basket. "Isn't this yours?" She said, holding up the basket.
"Oh, Kourin!" I dropped the groceries, and grabbed my baby. "How...??" I said, as i cradled the now cooing baby.
"Well, i opened my door, and she was sitting there in this basket.....It must be that ne'er-do-well 'friend ' of yours! Why are you letting him raise these kids? He's obviously not capable. Not that it's my business..."
"No, it really isn't. Thank you very much for returning Kourin, and I'll definitely talk to Genrou, but my personal life is none of your concern, ma'am." I said with a huff. The nerve! Telling me whom i should or shouldn't let look after MY kids! Still, Gen-chan DID put our child on a doorstop.... she has some right to be concerned..... but I can yell at him, i don't need her telling me that!
I grabbed the groceries, putting Kourin back in the wicker basket, a nd then grabbed that too. As soon as i walked into my apartment, i saw a sign on the basket. "Gen-chan!!!!!!" I screamed. He timidly appeared, beads of sweat trickling down his neck.
"Umm....yes Ryuu, dear?" He said, politely. I held up the paper.
"Explain."
"Well, um...she smelled bad, and...hey! Why should i have to explain myself? I'm a friggan bandit! I ain't the type to look after kids! What the fuck was i supposed to do?"
"You were supposed to change her, not door her in front of Ms.Ida door, so she could think i was incapable mother!"
"I'm not good at this whole kids thing, Ryuu! I'm sorry! I don't know what to do when the smell, or cry, or burp, or get that funny look on their face! I don't know how to play with the fuckin' kids, or how to fuckin' feed them so the don't spit it back out all over me! I can't friggan rock them to sleep, and i definitely can't change no diapers!" He fell onto the sofa. "I'm trying, but it's just not in me. It seems all i do is make' em cry. You shoulda got Houjun or something to move in here. I'm more trouble than help."Gen shuffled his feet, and sighed, ruffling his hair.
"........Gen...." i sighed " Giving her to a neighbour wasn't the answer. I know this is a big change, but that was still bloody stupid."I looked at him. He looked tired. I know I wasn't looking all that great myself. We had made up some story about a cousin of mine being unfit to raise the kid, so she asked me too look after them while she 'got better', and that Genrou was helping me with them since she had been close friends with both of us when we were younger, and he wanted to help her out. People seem to accept the story, until they hear the part about Genrou. That why we added that my cousin was hot, and single. Suddenly, the story was passable.
"..I'm sorry, Ryuuen. I just...i can't DO this.." He whimpered, in a totally un-gen-chan way. I sat down beside him. He looked really tired. I yawned.
"I know....this is too much. I think it's time we took a break. Let's call in the baby sitting troupe tonight, and we can finally get some rest." I said, as i handed him Kourin. "Really, Genoru, You could have just called someone! You didn't have to try and give our kid away. " I laughed and picked up the phone. He smiled to, and yawned. Big mistake. Kourin Hands flew like lightening to his fangs.
"Oww, phuck!!!!"" Genrou scream, and sighed, slumping down admitting defeat.
Several phone calls later.......
"Who'd ya get?" Genrou asked , as he came out from checking on Kouji and putting Kourin down for her nap, seeing the smile on my face as i put down the phone.
"Well, it took a while, but i was able to get Miaka and Taka. " Miaka was back in town. She had been kick off the trip due a small, food smuggling incident. Instead of going home and facing her parents, she had been staying at Taka's until the trip was supposed to end. Clever girl, really. She figured out a way to spend about a week at her boyfriends house. I stood up and fixed my hair into a loose bun. "They'll be over in a few minutes."
"Thank god! Guess we're hanging at my place then?" He asked.
"Guess so."I went into my room to grab some things. Although Genrou had technically moved in here, we decided it best for him to keep his place. That way, whenever we needed a 'baby free zone' we had somewhere to go. Our landlord even help out by dropping the rent on Gen's place, saying it was partially lived in, not needing as much in the way as gas and electricity. I had some stuff over there already, so i just grabbed the essentials. I was debating over whether or not to bring make up, when i heard the door open.
"Hi!!!!!" Miaka, of course. I came out with my small over night bag slung over my shoulder.
"You guys don't mind, do you?" I asked, timidly, as Genrou came out of the guest room with his own over night...handful.....basically just toothpaste... god, i wish i was as care free as him sometimes...
"Not at all. We love looking after the kids!" Taka declared.
"Thanks so much!"I reached up and kissed his cheek. , then turned and hugged Miaka. "If there are any problem whatsoever, we're just down the hall." I yawned. "Thanks again guys! We really need a break."
"We can tell. Gen isn't even talking, let alone swearin'." Taka said with a laugh. Genrou sort of muttered, and walked out the door. I followed, then turned my head and smiled back at our two saviours. It had been one long months since we first got the kids, and raising kids was hard.
"We make crappy parents. Let's never have kids." Genrou said.
"Too late."I laughed. Then it hit me. We have kids. What if she never comes back? Does she expect us to raise them on our own? We were two collage kids living in the city, by ourselves, with shitty, low income part time jobs. It was hard enough looking after babies, even with help from our friends! There was no way their generosity would last forever! Eventually, the money would stop rolling in, and they'd go back to living normal, collage student lives. But me, I'd always have these kids. It's not that i didn't like them, i did, i do! But..still, they deserve more than this. A single mother. With her child-like best bud. It's like I'm a mother of three!
****~End Part Three ~****
Neko goes crazy? Don't mind of i do!:sorry so short. It'll be awhile 'till i can write again, and I just wanted to post SOMETHING!! (hell, this is SHORT!!!! it's hardly qualified for writing!! What is it? 400 words? (FReAK, the Computer: 1500-ish...)oh. Still, that's not much....my chapters are usually about 3 times that much! More!!! what's wrong with me today?!?!..oh, right, just wanted to post before exams started. Sorry , i forgot! (FreAK:that's okay neko!)
*freak is really the name of my computer! i named it a few weeks ago. My friend named hers Izzy. I called mine freak. (It's after a garbage song, i had stuck all the lyrics things on my computer, and the only one that stayed on says "I'm a freak, freak, freak, but baby I'm on fire"..so, i figured that was my compie saying it's name was freak, no da! )*
AKUGI:...nothing to go on. Sorry. (I'm not a good comedy writer anyway, so it'd suck .)
PSS–ummm... shiro shouldn't be famous? ..no, really, I got nothing. Bye *waves* have a cookie on your way out! *gives out cookies*
