Chibi: Chapter three! Whoo! What the hell happened to Mimio when she hit her head? What's that weird voice? I really didn't expect this to turn into an actual story but it seems my hands have betrayed me. Still deciding whether or not it will be plot involved or just a story all it's own. I'd love to write for the Dark Tournament ,it's my favorite season... y'know... except for the part where Genkai dies. And Kuwabara gets stabbed... and Kurama gets bombed everywhere... Jashin, why do I like that season again? Oh yeah. Jin, Touya, Chu, and Rinku. I'd like to take Shishi and turn him into a shiskabob because that son of a bitch is just a asshole.

On With The Show~!

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Three hundred bottles of beer on the wall-

The fuck are you doing?

Holy shit! Where the fuck did you come from?

Hey! I asked my question first, you invisible weirdo! Gimme an answer!

What, you think it's a joy being alone in this thing you call a brain?

...Did you just INSULT me?

Don't flatter yourself.

You DID insult me! Bitch!

WHO SAID I WAS A FEMALE?

OH JASHIN. EW. WHY IS THERE A MAN IN MY BRAIN?

...Weirdo.

...

Mimio had promptly passed out on the rooftop of her school, much to the chagrin of her classmates. They had abandoned the brunette some time ago in favor of going to class, but Mimio lay there, taking in the sunshine and probably burning her face.

...Then again it is September.

She finally blinked her eyes open as the sun began to sink beyond the horizon and scrambled to her feet, cussing like a filthy sailor about how she was late.

...NOW THIS TIME LAPSE IS BROUGHT BY KAITO...

You know, I like my job.

It's relatively simple, and keeps my bills paid. All I have to do is holster these two lovely guns on my hips, tie my hair into a ponytail and stand straight up in a fancy shmancy room in uniform to guard some guy who's paranoid about demons of all things. He's rich though, and makes sure that his guards are experienced. Well... he makes sure most of his guards are experienced. I'm a middle schooler, but I've brawled with stupid perverts and spend a lot of time making sure I keep in shape. They even bother to let me practice with my pretty guns downstairs during break time so I can actually use them. A girl my age should have this kind of job, but the head guard said if anyone should ask, I'm eighteen. No one ever asks.

Fucking morons.

But here I stand, guns on my hips and standing like a statue with the most stupid man in the world. Ignoring protocol, I tip my head back and stare at the ceiling, breathing out a silent sigh. Work is always boring until the shift changes. That's when we get to do the fun stuff in the basement. For me, it was gun practice and beating the shit out of Team Aqua on my Gameboy.

"Ginryuu, Kuronuma, shift change."

I nodded and walked out of the room...

Only to whoop like the fourteen year old I am and run down those damn stairs, skipping every second step until I reached the break room and practically slammed into my locker. The other guards laughed, but I ignored the poor bastards and fished out my Gameboy in joy. I'd have an hour to play this bad boy!

WOO!

I flipped the screen up and hit the power button, skipping the credits and getting down to business so I can get off this mountain and hit the next Gym. Stupid Team Aqua and Archie. They will feel my Blaziken's wrath!

...

So... it turns out that Blazikens aren't that prepared against Admins.

Those assholes beat the shit out of my team.

I saved my game and set it down, scowling. "Stupid Archie."

"Did you lose against that boss again, Ginryuu?" One of the older men across the table asked while cleaning his gun. He was an alright guy, but considered me immature. "You do know that fire always gets put out by water. Why did you pick the fire chicken again?"

His kids have the same game I do.

"Because... it... was..."

"Because you thought it was cute?"

"Because I like burning things." The man snorted and began to reassemble his gun. "I don't see why you're laughing, old man."

"You're fourteen and yet you act like my seven year old son." I had no comeback for that. It was just plain insulting and I dropped my shoulders in defeat. He just smiled and reached across the table to ruffle my bangs playfully. "Don't take it to heart. You're still young. It's good your so enthusiastic, but you probably ought to find another job that's not guarding a man like this. Even if he's a friend of your father's..."

"He's not one of my Dad's friends. Not that that matters. I'm okay with this job. At least it has benefits."

"True."

"After all, if I didn't work here then I'd have a nasty hospital bill."

"About when you fell out of the tree, right?" I nodded and fiddled with my game system, lips twisted into a frown. Ever since that fall, I've fallen asleep at a lot of weird times and kept dreaming about that weird voice. I shuddered briefly. Did that make me insane?

I hope not.

I don't want to end up like-

"Listen kid, you should take the rest of the night off. You look like hell, and that fall messed you up pretty bad too. I can take your last shift."

What a tempting offer...

"I do need to finish those remedial lessons the principal gave me for literature..."

"See-"

"Nah. I can do those some other time. Besides, I'm not getting lazy here. This is work."

The man facepalmed.

What the hell did I do?

"Ginryuu. Boss wants to see you." One of the other lackeys poked his head through the door. I blinked at him, trying to remember this one's name... Oh well. It'll come to me sooner or later.

"I thought he had a business meeting right now." I muttered.

"He's in it now, but he said he wanted you up there."

"What the fuck... I'll be up there. Gimme a minute to stash my shit, kay?" The guard nodded and walked off as I kicked my chair back and stood, heading to the set of lockers so I could put my Gameboy up. A brief but very thick silence filled the air before he spoke again.

"Just... no matter what happens, be safe kid. Okay?"

I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled in confusion. "I'm sure everything will be okay. Besides, what could go wrong?"

...

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?

That was the last thought to hit me before the pretty lady dressed in furs ran some weird looking sword through my stomach. It was knobbish and the blade was rusted in a few places, the blade beginning to get drenched as my blood poured over it. I had just barely entered the room. I just saw this giant green monster. My boss was smirking with the woman and I could barely make out the words to ask why, instead more of my life blood spilling from my mouth as she thrust the sword in a second time before withdrawing the blade completely.

Cue falling.

Cue the grabbing of my wound and blinking up at the people who did this to me as another wave of blood rushed past my fingers. Sounds of laughter and then panic filled the air when the door came crashing down.

Why wasn't I dead yet?

Blood was everywhere.

Shouldn't I be dead?

And there's the tunneling vision!

I fell forward and landed in the pool of red, taking a last moment to look up and see...

Well of course the last thing I'd see was a black Christmas tree.