2nd Gen Suzaku
Chapter 6
Happy Morning ^^
The next morning Jordan woke up early and watched the sunrise. She watched everyone sleep happily and then noticed the older Chichiri was missing. She ran back and forth in search for Chichiri and finally found him watching the sunrise on the opposite side of the cliff they were on. His face was different and she knew why. She knew about that mask he wore to hide the scar on his face. She knew about his dead best friend that he killed. He killed his best friend for loving his fiancée. The girl was grief stricken and then Chichiri lost both, his love and his friend. He scratched his eye to remind him that you sometimes needed both, friends and love.
Jordan went and sat by Chichiri and stared at him intently as he watched the sun. He looked back at her and smiled. He began to tell the story of his face…and Jordan listened again.
Meanwhile Chiko woke up and saw the priestess was gone and so was Chichiri. She grinned as she returned to sleep not realizing someone else was gone. HotoHua had left them and was practicing to use her sword in the forest in a semi-sunny field of flowers. HotoHua thought to herself in the cool morning breeze that caught her shoulder length hair. She let the wind carry her hair around and thought what a perfect morning it was. She also thought that if she were ever to find the jack-asses who tried to kill her she would rip their guts open. She stopped her violent thoughts though; it was too perfect a morning to have any un-peaceful thoughts…
Back at camp TamaShou had been up the earliest…he never bothered to move though. He stayed still and thought to himself. He debated on whether to get close to these people or just let them go as though they didn't matter. He was a deep thinker but never seemed like it. Whenever he was deep in thought people thought he was brainless or drugged. He never really checked out other girls or had anyone to take care of. He was just there and now he is important to save a world and doesn't know what to do. It bothered him…
Chiri the smaller chubbier celestial warrior Chichiri opened his eyes and saw the guy next to him looking stoned. Chiri asked what was wrong which was much to TamaShou's surprise. TamaShou being the average guy wanting to be tough said there was no problem. Chiri was persistent and sweet…in the end TamaShou told Chiri what was wrong. Chiri gave little advice and TamaShou knew it was for the best. Chiri then told him that he had met HotoHua before and she was not as cold as she behaves and that he bets everyone is worth making friends with. Chiri got up and then left to look for the people that were missing.
Chiri wandered and found HotoHua and watched her swing her sword around. She put her sword down and began to pick flowers. She began to sing softly and look lovingly at each colorful flower. He remembered when he first met her and also wondered if she remembered him. He recalled her being a tomboy and believing that there could be no such thing as pure evil. She was childlike and believed everything could be solved through simple kindness and understanding. He remembered her singing and cringed. Chiri had told HotoHua that her singing was wonderful when in actual reality it was horrible. He just stood in the shadows and watched her admire the flowers. He knew she tried to be brave and that…she would die as soon as someone showed her the reality of cruelty…
Jordan asked a very startling question to Chichiri…she asked him if getting close to any of the people here was a good idea. She asked how much it hurt when the last few celestial warriors were destroyed. She told him that she knew he cried when his friends sacrificed their lives…then he took her hands. He called her child and watched her frown…he held her hands to his scar and then said that mistakes aren't worth suffering but friends are. Jordan's heart pounded in her chest and she could feel her face getting warm so she got up and ran as Chichiri smiled at her and followed slowly.
When Jordan and Chichiri got back to camp everyone was there except for HotoHua. She asked where the "princess" had gone and TamaShou asked who wants to see that Hothead. Chiri simply said that he would go get her and ran into the forest where HotoHua was.
When he found her he said to HotoHua how she probably didn't want them to see her hugging flowers. She gave him a glare, picked up the bouquet she made, gathered her sword and headed back for camp.
When HotoHua and Chiri reached camp everyone except for Chichiri were bickering on what to have for breakfast and who was going to clean. HotoHua finally spoke up…
"ZIP IT! Who here wants to cook?" HotoHua asked and watched Chiko raise her hand. She looked around at everyone's petrified face and then asked, "She's cooking! Now who wants to clean?" there was a long odd pause and finally Chichiri said, "Fine I will…what lazy children." At that HotoHua smiled and gave Chichiri a cobalt blue colored flower. He smiled at her and everyone but Chiri was shocked.
She walked to Jordan and gave her a orange flower, she told Jordan it was because she was to call upon the phoenix god Suzaku and orange was the color of it's flame, otherwise gold. She handed Chiri a flower with baby blue and baby pink petals. The pink represented how sweet Chiri was and the blue was for the color of his hair. HotoHua handed Chiko a red flower and said because she was smart and red complimented her skin tones. TamaShou looked eagerly to see what color he would get and was given a dried dead flower. HotoHua said in a mocking tone that he had nothing good in him and giving the dried flower was giving him too much. He hissed at her and watched her chuckle and she handed him a purple flower. She told him it was because he was violent and purple represented being smart yet idiotic. They all laughed as TamaShou realized that he was just made a fool of. Afternoon couldn't come soon enough…
Chapter 6
Happy Morning ^^
The next morning Jordan woke up early and watched the sunrise. She watched everyone sleep happily and then noticed the older Chichiri was missing. She ran back and forth in search for Chichiri and finally found him watching the sunrise on the opposite side of the cliff they were on. His face was different and she knew why. She knew about that mask he wore to hide the scar on his face. She knew about his dead best friend that he killed. He killed his best friend for loving his fiancée. The girl was grief stricken and then Chichiri lost both, his love and his friend. He scratched his eye to remind him that you sometimes needed both, friends and love.
Jordan went and sat by Chichiri and stared at him intently as he watched the sun. He looked back at her and smiled. He began to tell the story of his face…and Jordan listened again.
Meanwhile Chiko woke up and saw the priestess was gone and so was Chichiri. She grinned as she returned to sleep not realizing someone else was gone. HotoHua had left them and was practicing to use her sword in the forest in a semi-sunny field of flowers. HotoHua thought to herself in the cool morning breeze that caught her shoulder length hair. She let the wind carry her hair around and thought what a perfect morning it was. She also thought that if she were ever to find the jack-asses who tried to kill her she would rip their guts open. She stopped her violent thoughts though; it was too perfect a morning to have any un-peaceful thoughts…
Back at camp TamaShou had been up the earliest…he never bothered to move though. He stayed still and thought to himself. He debated on whether to get close to these people or just let them go as though they didn't matter. He was a deep thinker but never seemed like it. Whenever he was deep in thought people thought he was brainless or drugged. He never really checked out other girls or had anyone to take care of. He was just there and now he is important to save a world and doesn't know what to do. It bothered him…
Chiri the smaller chubbier celestial warrior Chichiri opened his eyes and saw the guy next to him looking stoned. Chiri asked what was wrong which was much to TamaShou's surprise. TamaShou being the average guy wanting to be tough said there was no problem. Chiri was persistent and sweet…in the end TamaShou told Chiri what was wrong. Chiri gave little advice and TamaShou knew it was for the best. Chiri then told him that he had met HotoHua before and she was not as cold as she behaves and that he bets everyone is worth making friends with. Chiri got up and then left to look for the people that were missing.
Chiri wandered and found HotoHua and watched her swing her sword around. She put her sword down and began to pick flowers. She began to sing softly and look lovingly at each colorful flower. He remembered when he first met her and also wondered if she remembered him. He recalled her being a tomboy and believing that there could be no such thing as pure evil. She was childlike and believed everything could be solved through simple kindness and understanding. He remembered her singing and cringed. Chiri had told HotoHua that her singing was wonderful when in actual reality it was horrible. He just stood in the shadows and watched her admire the flowers. He knew she tried to be brave and that…she would die as soon as someone showed her the reality of cruelty…
Jordan asked a very startling question to Chichiri…she asked him if getting close to any of the people here was a good idea. She asked how much it hurt when the last few celestial warriors were destroyed. She told him that she knew he cried when his friends sacrificed their lives…then he took her hands. He called her child and watched her frown…he held her hands to his scar and then said that mistakes aren't worth suffering but friends are. Jordan's heart pounded in her chest and she could feel her face getting warm so she got up and ran as Chichiri smiled at her and followed slowly.
When Jordan and Chichiri got back to camp everyone was there except for HotoHua. She asked where the "princess" had gone and TamaShou asked who wants to see that Hothead. Chiri simply said that he would go get her and ran into the forest where HotoHua was.
When he found her he said to HotoHua how she probably didn't want them to see her hugging flowers. She gave him a glare, picked up the bouquet she made, gathered her sword and headed back for camp.
When HotoHua and Chiri reached camp everyone except for Chichiri were bickering on what to have for breakfast and who was going to clean. HotoHua finally spoke up…
"ZIP IT! Who here wants to cook?" HotoHua asked and watched Chiko raise her hand. She looked around at everyone's petrified face and then asked, "She's cooking! Now who wants to clean?" there was a long odd pause and finally Chichiri said, "Fine I will…what lazy children." At that HotoHua smiled and gave Chichiri a cobalt blue colored flower. He smiled at her and everyone but Chiri was shocked.
She walked to Jordan and gave her a orange flower, she told Jordan it was because she was to call upon the phoenix god Suzaku and orange was the color of it's flame, otherwise gold. She handed Chiri a flower with baby blue and baby pink petals. The pink represented how sweet Chiri was and the blue was for the color of his hair. HotoHua handed Chiko a red flower and said because she was smart and red complimented her skin tones. TamaShou looked eagerly to see what color he would get and was given a dried dead flower. HotoHua said in a mocking tone that he had nothing good in him and giving the dried flower was giving him too much. He hissed at her and watched her chuckle and she handed him a purple flower. She told him it was because he was violent and purple represented being smart yet idiotic. They all laughed as TamaShou realized that he was just made a fool of. Afternoon couldn't come soon enough…
