This is my first fic

This is my first fic. Please read and review it. And tell me if I made any mistakes! Thanx.

Womanly Problems…Part 1

Doumyouji was worried. Really worried. Makino hadn't come to school for ages. Well, actually she hadn't come to school yesterday only. But when he found out that she wasn't here today, Doumyouji started to panic.

He decided to skip school (actually he never did anything in school so it didn't matter if he skipped a day) and visit Makino.

As he walked he was thinking of how lucky the both of them were(and the fact that how stupid he was not to have taken a cab/car). He and Makino had been separated one time too many. Fortunately, Doumyouji's father had stepped in and intervened.

Author's note: Sorry, I'm being a bit vague about this. I just want to concentrate on this current storyline.

Finally, he reached the apartment Makino shared with Susumu.

Susumu was just about to leave when he found himself chest-to-face with Doumyouji Tsukasa.

"Is your sister in, Susumu?" Doumyouji asked the smaller boy.

"Umm…" Susumu had never been sure how to act around Doumyouji.

Suddenly, as if to answer Doumyouji's question, a voice called out. It was unmistakably Makino's, albeit quite muffled.

"Susumu, don't forget to be back before dinner…" the voice called out.

The door was slightly ajar, and so Doumyouji pushed it open. But before he could take a step inside, the door was slammed back shut into his face.

"I know it's you Doumyouji! I don't want to see you today! In fact, I don't want to see anyone right now. Oooohhhh," Makino moaned, obviously in some sort of pain.

"Makino, I want to know what's wrong with you," Doumyouji shouted.

"Go away or else I won't ever see you again ever!" answered Makino in a an equally loud and angry voice.

"Makino…" Doumyouji was about to say (or rather shout) when Susume tugging on his shirt interrupted him.

"Umm..umm..I think you had better listen to what she says…." Susumu said in a soft voice.

"Why what's wrong with with Makino? Is she okay?" Doumyouji asked Susumu.

"Well..it's..umm…womanly problems…" he muttered and scampered off to escape Doumyouji's questioning glare.

Womanly problems? What was a womanly problem? thought Doumyouji.

Doumyouli decided to find the rest of the F4 to ask them what a womanly problem was. With luck, perhaps he would find them lounging around in some corner of the school.

Sure enough he found them lazing around by the pond.

"Tsukasa, you're back. We thought you decided to sleep in. With Makino," said Soujiro upon seeing Doumyouji's face flushed red from all the walking.

Rui as usual was in a zombie-like state. Akira was sitting on the grass thinking about a new lady he had met.

"I need your help. I went to Makino's but well…she had some problems. Some womanly problems. What I want to know is what are womanly problems?"

And this point, everyone sweatdrops. ^_^; (including me!)

"Do you know Rui?" Doumyouji asked the orange-haired boy.

"Err…err…ZZZZZ…"@.@ These days when Rui was faced with a problem he'd just zombie off.

With Rui snoring lightly in background, Doumyouji turned to face Akira and Soujiro.

"Well, do you two know the answer? Akira?"

"It's a process…something…yeah well…"Akira turned red.

"Akira, you have sisters. You have to know something about womanly problems." Doumyouji was getting frustrated.

(Author's note: Yeah, well Doumyouji you have a sister too. Oooppss just gave away a bit of the 2nd part.)

"How about you Soujiro. You hang around with women a lot. You have to know something!"

"Don't look at me Tsukasa. Weren't you ever pying attention in Biology class anyway?"

(Author's note: But you've never attended class before.)

"But I've never attended class before!"

By now, Doumyouji was getting pretty desperate. He looked at his friends in exasperation. Akira's face was still red. Rui, well, Rui was too asleep. And Soujiro was humming away.

None of them obviously wanted to talk about womanly problems.

Doumyouji decided that if he wanted to get answers, he would have to ask some women. Not these pathetic excuse for men.

And who better to ask than his own onee-san.

*There that's the first part of my first fic. I'll write more as I think up of new stuff.

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