Disclaimer: First chapter for main disclaimer. But I also don't own Geico car insurance. And I hate that little annoying green lizard.

Bleh...I don't even feel like typing right now...I'm just doing this for something to do. -sad sad-

(Present Day) Number Seven - Tell him he left the lights on on his tessen when he's under a lot of mental stress and so you know he won't take the extra two seconds to think it over and remember that the tessen isn't a car in the first place.

Note: This chapter is seperated from the chronological order-ness of the rest of the story.

Another damn day at work.

Actually, Tasuki liked his job. Kinda. Not really. Not at all, really. But he was used to it, so he got over it. (Or did he...?)

Now, why, you ask, would he not like his job? Well, maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was a Car Insurance Consultant, and he had to spend the whole work day crammed in a tiny cubicle recieving a phone call every two seconds from some chick who claims that she don't understand the manual, or she got into some life-threatening car accident and needs help, or the Italian Mafia is after her and her husband and this is the only number they could remember, or complaining about the crappy customer service, or she can't open the jar of pickles on the counter that expired 07/22/02, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. Always a woman. Another sucky little detail against Tasuki-Wasuki.

As if that wasn't bad enough, the company he worked for was Geico. The one with the lizard. And we know how he must surely feel about lizards, considering his past life.

Ah, well, at least he gets paid, right?

Tasuki hung up the phone after twenty minutes of arguing with a customer about whether or not Geico covers buying a new tour bus and stared thoughtfully at the pocketknife on his desk. The stress was becoming too much to handle.

...Stupid...People...Everywhere...

The Geico consultant took a deep, cleansing breath and...

THUMP!

He slammed his head into his desk.

"...I..."

THUMP!

"...Hate..."

THUMP!

"...My..."

THUMP!

"...Life!"

THUMP!

"Die! Die! Die!" Occupied with this strange, and surely painful, form of self-soothing, he didn't notice one of his cohorts come up behind him.

"Um...Sir?"

"Die! Blood! Pain! Ouch..." Tasuki started to slow down, his head crashing into the wooden frame with a moderately lower amount of force, untill he finally stopped altogether and rested his head on the keyboard, panting heavily. "Dizzy...Pain...Ouchie..." He choked out between gasps, clutching his forehead. "Is there somethin' ya needed, lady?" He asked grumpily, glaring up at the woman in a brown she-suit with his ear still pressed down, looking much like a cute little pitbull puppy that you just stole a cookie from so it's glaring at you, though it's too lazy and/or tired to do anything about it like, say, bite you. Which he would be good at, cuz of his fangs and all. But anyway.

"Um...Sir, are you the owner of a silver, erm, 'Tessen'?" He stared at that one lady (who shall forever remain nameless...) intently.

"What's it to ya?" The flame haired seishi snapped.

"Yes, well, that sweet young girl over there asked me to let you know that you left your lights on," That one lady stated, tilting her head in the direction of an abnormally short pinkheaded child, who smiled and left.

"Fuck!" Tasuki shot up. "Not again!" With that he bolted out the door.

That one lady didn't even have time to turn around before the door re-opened; the redhead stepping inside slowly, a blank stare on his face. Without saying a word, he walked absently back to his cubicle, sat down, and...

THUMP!

He was back at it.

That one lady watched him, partly fascinated by this act, partly worried for the poor bandit-turned-Geico car insurance consultant.

After he had rammed his head into the desk for the eighth time and passed out, that one lady finally decided she should call some sort of ambulance, therapist, asylum, anything, and walked away with caution.

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yawn. that's all i feel like typing. next chapter, though, i promise there will be at least three.

ne...no song contest thingy. the only person who was doing it was lisa. lol. hmm...i love blink 182. which reminds me...

TCT: Gasp! You haven't?! Oh God...I'm hyperventilating or whatever...Oh God...Just joking. Have you heard the song "All the small things"? That was their biggest hit, but they had others like "Dammit" "Adam's song" "What's my age again?" and "I miss you". You need to listen to them.

Well I'm happy full right now...I think I'm gonna go work on The bandit and the "former" hooker. (which, by the way, is not about tasuki, but, rather, soi. i think that's the most commas i've ever used in a setence that short.)

bored. bye. about to eat fruit roll up. need to work on sentence structure (or lack thereof).

i need to go before this case of "type random things" gets even more out of hand.