Well, I'm sure you where all wondering what's been happening with me lately. School has really caught up with me and I recently finished a chapter on my other fan fic. So, without further adeu, here is Ch. of "The Worst Best Dream Come True.
The stage was set. The lights have all been dimmed, the crowd had placed their bets, and the two contestance where ready. A chant was coming from a small group in the front, and for some odd reason, the man with the wrapped arm and earings was getting more screams from the girls than at a boy-band concert.
(Author's note: I truely despise boy-bands. Korn, Slipknot, and GodSmack FOR EVER!!!!)
At any given second, Miroku was to do as he seen demonstrated by, as far as he knew, a master of DDR. All he needed to do was fallow his every move and try not to fall on his face like every other challenger he seen did.
"What!?!? You mean to tell me that you don't know how to play the most challanging and most well known arcade game in the world?!?!" Miroku looked on at the corner as some other players where hopping around like a bunch of wounded ducks. It didn't even seem to be a game.
Kentaro steped up to the stage and tossed in some tokens. He selected one of the medium songs and the music began. Miroku was completly focused on the moves. The game seamed simple enough after a while. "Well, I'm sure a nimro like you finaly get it after my flawless performance. Are you ready?" Miroku stepped up on the player two platform and was ready for anything. "I'll even let you pic the song." Kentaro offered him the first choice in song. And of course, with no knowledge of the difficulty, he picked one of the hardest beats in the entire game.
The siren went off in the arcade, signaling the choice of an expert song. "Hey! Some pro's at DDR are going at it!" Everyone dropped their joysticks, guns, rifles, and pucks to see the showdown. "Hey, Kaname? have you seen that guy with all the earing before?" All the girls looked at Miroku with a rather glazed over look. "Wow, he's real dreamy... I wonder if he's available?"
The first song had begun The two tried to keep up as fast as they could humanly could. Up, Down, right, up, down, right, left. From the corwd, Miroku was almost river dancing, which alot of the guys busted out laughing about. The ladies, however, was mezmerized by his perfect form. When ever Miroku would miss one, Kentaro would gain one. He knew that Kentaro was an expert at the game, but was also a very jelouse type if he ever saw one. He knew exactly how to press his buttons.
He reached out and grabbed Misato on to the stage with him and continued to dance, only with her to draw Kentaro's attention away from the screen. "HEY! Just what the hell do you think you're doing with my girl?!?!?" That was enough to drop his score directly even to Miroku's as the last beat of the song came to an end. Miroku pushed the last step while dipping Misato in his arms.
Feeling something grip over her senses, she lost all control and did what any other girl would do when confronted with a man cursed with a love scent, and pressed her lips passionatly against his. Of course, Miroku was taken completly off gaurd, but he didn't mind any less in the long run. he closed his eyes and lost himself in the kiss. So much, so, that he completley ignored Kentaro's screaming and cursing.
"YOU TWO-TIMING HUSSY!!!" He split them both apart and grabbed him by his new shirt collar. "Don't think it's over after one round. We Still have an entire music library to go through. This is an Iron-Man match! The First to collapse or the first to lose enough beats to get DQ'd is out!"
And that how it was. For one hour streight, the two combatents danced like they wanted to win, and after completing every hard difficulty level, the most challenging song anyone has ever witnessed was about to begin. "Kentaro, I have to say you are indeed a worthy opponent. It's a shame you have to be such a poor sport about losing." Kentaro spat his gum away and into the hair of some afro guy wearing a pink and blue suit with a yellow neck tie. "Oh, you just keep talking and we'll see what's just how up-beat you really are!" Kentaro sacraficed a step and started to trip up Miroku, but he dodged off to the side.
...but at the same time, stepped right off of the dance platform.
"Too bad, dude. You where really a good challange, but it looks like I Wi-"
The crowd looked on as the afro bad-ass mofo jumped kicked the cheating lil rat square in the jaw and into the wall. "Don'tcha EVA Mess with Nabashin's fro, you little punk byatch!!!" The score was tied, but the song was just finishing and both their scores where falling fast. With every ounce of energy he could muster, Miroku lept like a freak and began to break it down, spining and busting out everymove he could make and with the final note, he jumped one more time and punched the last move with his fist, ending his last perfect combo. The Crowd went wild and lifted Miroku into the air. The men where chearing him on and the women where holding him up, each one getting their pinches in while they where at it.
"Miroku! Can I have you're auto graph?" He was fianly set down, but only to be surrounded by more woman than he ever saw in one place. "Miroku, you are my idol! Please, show me how you dance like that!" He was flattered, but he already made planns with another. "Sorry, I have to go. Maybe I'll see you girls some other time." he walked over to Misato and offeres her his hand. "Shall we head out, then?" She nodds as she takes his hand, completley unaware of their human carpet named Kentaro they and so many others are trampling over.
"Well, any sign of him," Inu-Yasha asked. "Nope. Nothing on the third floor," answered Kagome. "Damn it. What about you, Sago?" She shook her head. "Nothing. I hope he alright." Her voice was rather weak out of concern for him. "Hey, sis." Souta tugged at her sleeve. "What is it? We're kind of busy, if you can't tell."
"I know. But do you think that huge crowd of girls down stares have anything to do with him?"
To Be Continued...
Well. I'm officialy on Christams Break. I'll try to have a new chapter up next month. Untill then, happy holidays and God bless. And of course, you're little helping of 'wisdom.'
"Hey, Ha-chan? Where the Fuck are we???"~*~*~ Excel Excel From "Excel Saga." Episode 6