....you'll wonder what was going through our heads when we started this.

Believe me, you will... o.O

Things are not where they are supposed to... erm.. especially Ryuji!

*cough*

Disclaimer: We do not own Tokyo Crazy Paradise.... :( Feel sorry for us

people!!!! Come on! Please????

*~*

Untitled As of Yet

By Kurisutaru (kurisutaru_faithful@lunap.com)

and

By Chibi-Anon (chibianon_ymous@hotmail.com)

April 23, 2001

*~*

How many annoying years ago was it? 10? 4? 3? She couldn't count. And

certainly this atrocious cold didn't help. Oh right! She was meant the

COLD. She sneezed again how she hated it. At least the last time she

was sick her mommy was right there nursing her back to health, but now

not even her brothers were around just the baka smoking in the corner.

Was the smoke supposed to somehow clear up the cold? If that's what

he thought, boy, was he loco! Perhaps to a baka like him, it would

make him feel better. 'Baka....Baka....Baka....' she kept thinking

in her mind. 'He's such a baka.....baka...' ACHOO!!!! sniffle

blow nose

"Hey, would you keep your germs to yourself, Tsukasa? I'm trying

to smoke over here!" She instantly glared at her... Baka! that's the

word... Ryuji-baka! But where did the HER BAKA, come from? She smiled

to herself.

"I'm sorry... but I'm afraid my germs like you, Ryuji-kun!" she said

sweetly.

"As much as you do, my love." he replied, quickly.

'Hey?! What's that supposed to mean?' cough sniffle blow into

tissue

The cold was too much for her, and she instantly transformed to dog

mode, wimpering. "Go away you stupid germs, go take that baka over

there...He needs you more than me..." She said as she pranced out of

bed and leaped on Ryuji prancing around his legs, attempting to rub

some icky germs on him.

Ryuji glared over and turned animated, "Hey, you're my bodyguard.

You're supposed to protect me, not infect me!" The glaring contest

began, then the fists began to fly, and they were at it again.

The play fight commotion made it's was down the hallways of the giant

mansion come alive. But a pair of highheeled shoes stopped the noise's

attempt to travel down the rest of the hall. Tsukasa stopped tackling

Ryuji and gasped in surprise, "Asago!" Tsukasa without warning changed

back to human form, and found herself in a rather, awkward position.

Asago's hair whirled dangerously around her, "You baka, don't go around

molesting my fiance!"

"But..But I--" Tsukasa stuttered, as she rose off of a rather

entertained Ryuji.

"Was just... MOLESTING my fiance!!!!!" Asago repeated. With a

stricken look, Tsukasa whimpered. Then sniffled, and coughed.

Ryuji handed her his hankerchief and hastily she blew into it.

About to hand it to Ryuji he, waved his hands for her to keep it.

"That's.... ok... you can keep it." he murmured.

Watching this exchange, Asago quickly retaliated, and snatched

the sodden hanky from Tsukasa's hands. Feeling its moist

texture, she gave it back to Tsukasa.

"Nevermind... umm... I don't want to catch whatever it is

you have. Just don't try to mess with my Ryuji now!!! I don't

want him getting sick!!!" Wiping the germs on her skirt,

Asago left the room, muttering to herself.

A silent sigh of relief sounded, as she left. Ryuji went back to

smoking, and Tsukasa's tired eyes, drooped evilly and closed as she

sighed into a blissful sleep...

Tsukasa's eyes blinked to adjust to the brightness of noon. She looked

around her surroundings and found that Ryuji had left the room. She

giddly exclaimed in joy to herself, as she cautiously got off the

bed. Her foot made contact to something warm. Her eyes shot wide, and

she slowly glanced downward, only to see that Ryuji was glarring at

her in his sprawled sleeping position.

"You bakayori! What the heck are you doing on the floor??"

He only glared, "Well I wasn't on the floor 5 mins ago! You just HAD

to push me out of your bed!"

"EXCUSE ME?!" she exclaimed. "Just what do you mean by THAT?!"

He smiled slyly at her. "Meaning, I was in your bed! Sleeping beside

you. Watching you snoring. Then I fell asleep myself."

"NANI?! You HENTAI!!!!!! YOU WERE IN MY BED?! And WHAT DO YOU MEAN

that *I* snore?!" she glared at him harshly. Then she blushed.

"You didn't.... DO anything to me, while...you....erm...."

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he said. Her eyes grew wide in fear,

and she tackled him.

*perhaps tackle was much too gentle a word...for what she was doing

to him...perhaps....more, killing...*

"Take that back, baka!!!!!! Tell me you didn't do anything to me!"

"I can't say that for certain can I? Especially when you were

sleeping, I mean.... And we are in an EXTREMELY interesting position

at the moment, aren't we?"

Tsukasa looked down at her and Ryuji, and she'd have to say the

exact same thing. The way she had tackled him, trying to kill him...

did...*cough* put her in a very strange position indeed.

"Get off of me you HENTAI!!!!!!" she screamed, and rolled off of him.

Instantly, she pulled herself into bed and took a box of kleenex with

her.

Ryuji laughed, "Looks like your illness is affecting your brain too.

If I'm not mistaken, it was you, who was on top of me, by your own

accord."

She paled profoundly. He was right. DAMMIT HE WAS RIGHT!! She quickly

yanked the blankets over her bloated head and blushed horribly. She

must be coming down with the fever...She quickly resolved herself and

carefully lifted the blanket away from her eyes, to find that Ryuji

had leaned right in her face, their foreheads practically touched. She

attempted to duck under the blankets for shelter again, but Ryuji

held her still with an intense gaze.

"Um--Ryuji??" She asked questionly, all the while starring back into

the depths of his eyes... He slowly leaned in close...

*almost there* Ryuji noted. He was waiting for this momment...

"RYUJI! TSUKASA-KUN! Finally!!!!!! you two have gotten together...SO

KAWAII" Kamo gushed happily, as he wiped the corner of his eyes with a

hanky.

Ryuji snapped back, practically falling over, he glared at him.

"hnn..." Kamo-san said. Ryuji continued to glare at him, but it

would have been useless because Tsukasa had finally snapped out of

his gaze.

"NANI?! What am I doing!!! Aiieeee... Taku-nii-san's going to kill

me when he finds out!!!!!!" .

~.~ "No wonder.... Maybe I came in at a bad time!!!!"

Ryuji glared at him. 'Gee... you think?' he thought.

"Sandaime, I think I'll... just... be... going now!!!!" Kamo-san

said as he jetesonned (sp?) himself out of the room. 'Maybe now

they can kiss and make up! It's so kawaii to see them playing

doctor-patient.'

Someway or another Tsukasa had rolled herself on the floor, and was

making for the door.

"And where do you think YOU'RE going?" Ryuji said. Uneasily,

Tsukasa looked back at him.

"Erm... Looking for my glasses?" she replied sweetly.

"But you don't wear glasses..." stated Ryuji simply.

Tsukasa gave a little laugh, "Well, so I don't! Arigatou! Man, would

I have looked funny if I had been seen wearing binoculars!"

Ryuji laughed. "You just said you were looking for your glasses,

now you say binoculars. Make up your mind for your story will you."

She made up her mind all right, she made a break for the door, but

was intercepted by him. He caught her wrist as she just

was almost scott free. Her face turned sour, she tried to break out

of his grasp, he was particularly determined today (like most

everyother day...) "I'm not done talking yet, as your boss you're not

allowed to just walk off. Or is it, you want the leash again?" Tsukasa

shuddered at the thought of the leash, she remember it too well.

Cringing she stopped fighting. "What is it you want?!" He grinned

evilly, ha..what is it that HE wants...* for a moment he took time to

ponder that question, all the while taking a good observation at

Tsukasa's body...*SMACK* "YOU ECCHI!!! STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!"

"Like what?" He continued to stare her down, smirking as he got to the

*ahem* more femimine outline. Somehow, in her illness, Tsukasa

had forgotten to use her binding or her protecter. Because of this

negligence, her curves were now showing.

"AAAIIIEEEE!!!!!!" She gave him a right hook, which knocked him

down to the floor.

"I told you to stop that!!" Tsukasa screamed at him.

"No, I don't think so. I'm rather enjoying this." he replied, with a

black eye forming around his left eye. o.@ Still sprawled on the floor

he winked at her, with a grin on his face.

"You yaro!!! How dare you?!" She lunged after him, all the while,

sniffling. 'I hate being sick!!!' But she sure is pretty healthy

to be able to slug Ryuji the way she did.

Tsukasa was going in for another hit, how she wanted to take the cold

out on him. Techinically it was his fault anyways. That night in the

rain of staking out seeing if the informant was coming or not. While

Ryuji-baka was inside a cafe, smoking. She reared back and planned a

rather painful hit. With full force she rammed her hand at his face,

but ducked and caught her fist in his hand. "Come now, there's no

need for violence, let's just sit down and have a talk..." Tsukasa

eyed him, not even considering to trust a single word he said. The

glint returned to his eyes, sparkling with mischief and countinued,

"Then, I'll tell you what I want..." once again trailing her body with

his eyes, as he sat her down on the bed. She was fuming and utterly

humiliated, a million ways of revenge popped in her head, and she was

ready to burst into maniacal laughter, but an arm slipped comfortably

around her waist. Tsukasa stilled in fright... She closed her eyes,

and waited.

.

But the arm never came. Surprised, Tsukasa dared to open her eyes,

slowly. "Hey? Where did the yaro-baka go?" Looking sideways, she

turned, and didn't see anyone.

Behind her however, someone loomed. Smiling to himself, perhaps having

a cold had dulled Tsukasa's senses. Whatever it was, she did not

see Ryuji behind her, and grab her from behind, dragging her down into

the center of the bed.

"EEeeeee...."

Tsukasa's screams died down as Ryuji covered her lips

with his own. He held her down, until she stopped wriggling in his

grasp, and just enjoyed their romance.

"Iie!!!!!!!!!" Visions of her brothers being killed danced near the

edge of her mind. Why was this again? She couldn't remember. But,

she knew this kiss would somehow endanger everyone.

"No? Why no? I think you meant, yes. Yes is what you always mean,

when you say no." What was he saying?

'I can't think very clearly. My mind is reeling.' No, she felt very

dizzy. And nauseous. She pushed Ryuji off of her finally.

Of course, he wouldn't take no as an answer, he pulled her to lean

towards him. Big mistake! Tsukasa was dizzy, and VERY nauseous.

This of course meant, because she was sick, certain foods from

her earlier meal would project from her stomache towards Ryuji's

shirt.

Oo;;

"Eh! I'm sorry Ryuji!!!!!!!!!" She cringed again, 'He's going to

put this on my bill, isn't he, the yaro! I know he will!'

He smiled at her, and didn't say antyhing for the longest while.

Maybe she broke him?

*poke* *poke*

Then he started laughing, hysterically. "Ha!!!!!! This will be added

to your bill!!!! I need this to be dry cleaned now! I've lost count,

but I'm sure, when I talk to Kamo-san, he'll know the exact amount!"

. "I knew it! Argh..." She held a fist in the air, and brought it

down to her side, she didn't want to punch him again. Maybe THAT

would go on the bill too.

"So..." he said, twiddling his thumbs. 'I've got her now!!!! My

plan is working! Soon she'll have to stay by my side forever!'

'ERrrrrr... Ryuji-baka.... baka...baka.... How could he?' Somehow,

she was going to take care of the bill, but how could she? Whenever

she did something, it was added to it. Even now, as she was sick,

they were probably tallying up all the tissues and such that she had

used. The water bottle.... And whatever else... the medicine....

"Ryuji! I know! How about I just wash the shirt myself? That way,

you don't have to put it on the dry cleaning bill?" At first,

Ryuji thought to say no. But the prospects were too, say....

tempting?

"Of course, I should give you the chance. But if you return with

ONE stain... and ruin the shirt, you, will have to pay for a new shirt.

And let me tell you, that is a very expensive shirt."

Tsukasa muttered to herself. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Afterall, she helped... err... watched her parents do the laundry, how

hard could it be?

Ryuji took of his shirt, and promptly handed it to Tsukasa. She had

been looking down at the shirt, and zipped off to find a place to wash

it.

"Hnnn?????? That was quick! I didn't even get a chance to kiss her!!!"

(^^;;)

~~...meanwhile...~~

Ryuji just stood around, shirtless. At first he was tempted to look

around for a shirt to wear, but all he found lying around, were the

few undercover female dresses. Shuddering at the thought of EVER

wearing a dress ever sickened him. They were women's clothes after

all... sure it was ok...no GREAT on Tsukasa, but on him... he shuddered

to even think to find such a display on him.

He just tapped his foot, and waited for her to wash the clothes. A

quiet humming emitted from the small bathroom, the door was shut, and

locked. Duh he knew it was locked, he already tried twisting the

knob...After all did you really think that Ryuji would leave Tsukasa

alone? HA what a sheer laugh, just all his ecchi thought keep him

occupied as he waited. He stared around the room, what a mess! How

did this girl live like this?! He shook his head, and starred at the

bed for a moment, it almost seems like they were really--- *BANG* The

door was suddenly smashed aside, as a wide-eyed Asago belts in for the

usual *check on the fiance* routine.

"Oh my god! How could you do this to me Ryuji? What did he do?? DRUG

you??? Seduce you with his evil ways?? I'm going to *kill* that

baka!!!!!!!!" She glared at Ryuji. Asago looked around the room,

trying to find out where Tsukasa may have been hiding.

"Where are you, you baka?! When I get my hands on you, you are going

to be dead!!!!!!!!!!" The thought of Tsukasa and... HER fiance

together made her sick. Why would Ryuji-kun favor Tsukasa over her.

For one thing, whenever he dressed up as a girl, he'd make her bust

bigger than they had to be! And for another thing, Tsukasa was a guy!

...*meanwhile*...

Tsukasa was busy trying to scrub off the food particles from Ryuji's

shirt. "I'll never be able to get all of it off!!!"

She got up, and walked over to the tiny sink and attempted to rinse it

again. However she neglected to notice the red dye running from a

hanging wig on to the rather pearly white shirt...

"IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Had stopped Asago dead in her tracks.

What the heck?! She didn't even bother to go straight for Ryuji and

went towards the scream, Tsukasa. With a might kick she tore the door

to the tiny bathroom down, to reveal a drenched Tsukasa, holding a

blood stained shirt...

Fighting the anger Asago felt towards Tsukasa, at the moment.

'Eh, screw it! I'll be as angry as I want to be!'

ok... correction, with all the animosity that Asago felt towards

Tsukasa, she lunged at the soaking bodyguard.

"Oh hi Asago!" said Tsukasa. Belated, she noticed that Asago was

reaching for her throat. In an off-side manner, Tsukasa simply

shoved Asago with her hand. "Well, that's a nice welcome."

Asago looked at her with burning eyes.

"I demand to know why you hold one of Ryuji's shirts in your hand,

and it caked in blood!"

'Asago has really lost it hasn't she. What blood?' Glancing at the

shirt she recalled the red dye. "You mean the red dye that stained

the shirt because of that wig over there?" She tilted her head

slightly towards the object.

"I don't believe you!!!!" Asago screamed. "Just because you were

trying to steal Ryuji from me, and didn't succeed, you had to try

to off him for good. Didn't you?!"

And of course who should walk in, but the baka himself. Erm....

guy in question himself.

--------------- (added) Nov. 4, 2002

"Tsukasa, you got a stain on my shirt again? So that makes it a new

shirt, and the dry

cleaning bill added to your debt."

"KYAAA!!! You arrogant bastard! What for? It's the same shirt, I can

wash it!"

Tsukasa submerged the shirt in soap and water.

Asago glanced at a drenched Tsukasa, the young bodyguard's feminine form

was

accentuated by the clinging, wet material. Ryuji was likewise staring at

his bodyguard,

for other reasons.

"Tsukasa-baka, why are you wearing that fake get up right now?! TAKE IT

OFF!!!!

You're not undercover right now. And Ryuji, stop staring....grrr......"

Asago took

Ryuji's discipline into her own hands. Pulling him toward her by the ear

she led him

out of the bathroom.

Tsukasa snorted. 'Serves that baka right. What a pervert! For once, I'm

glad that

Asago came in when she did.'

She continued to wash the shirt in the basin, hoping that the stain

wasn't permanent.

Unfortunately for Tsukasa, Asago returned to yell at her.

"Why the hell are you still dressed up like a girl?! I told you to

change back, it's disturbing

with you dressed up as a girl still! Get out of here, I'll clean Ryuji's

shirt for him, you're hopeless!"

She kicked Tsukasa out of the bathroom, still dripping wet.

The poor bodyguard sneezed, shivering from the sudden chill. "Well, if

anything happens

to that shirt, it isn't my fault anymore...." Very pleased with herself,

Tsukasa settled back

into her bed. Something was wriggling next to her, however.

"AIEEEEEEE!!!!" She took

the nearest lamp and smashed it onto the moving form under her covers.

"OWW!!!" It said, rising, still covered in the sheet.

"A...a...GHOST!" Tsukasa reached for another lamp, intending to throw it

at the ghost again.

(an: doesn't she know it'll go through the ghost?)

"Baka!!! Stop making so much noise. You'll disturb Ryuji! Aren't you

sick? Why don't

you go and be sick somewhere else?!" Asago brought the shirt with her as

she left the

bathroom. "Tsukasa? What are you talking about? I don't see a ghost!"

"Right there! Underneath the blanket! It crawled into bed with me!!!"

Tsukasa had tears

streaming down her face. "Keep that perverted spirit away

from me! It's just like Ryuji!""Don't you dare say that about my

fiancé!" Asago carefully

peeled back the covers, revealing Ryuji.

"AHHH!! It's Ryuji's ghost!" Tsukasa dropped the lamp that was in her

hand, letting it

shatter into tiny pieces. She leaned over the 'ghost' for a closer look.

The noise awoke Ryuiji, grinning up at them. He pulled Tsukasa closer

towards him,

and kissed her.

Angry and frustrated, Asago yanked Tsukasa away from Ryuji. "You poor

thing! She

smashed that lamp on your head so hard, you thought I was standing over

you...."

She helped Ryuji to his feet, bringing him to the bed.

"Hai........" Rubbing his head, he felt the beginning of a wonderful

lump. "Let's see....

Two lamps broken, 3 000 000 yen each. And the medical costs for this

contusion

on my head.... I think that adds about

5 000 000 yen more.... tsk tsk Tsukasa."

Quivering with rage, Tsukasa held her fists next to her, one of these

days........ "That's

not fair! You crawled into the bed next to me! I thought you were a

ghost..."

"Hahahaha!!! Baka!!! There are no such things. I don't know what you're

talking about,

Tsukasa, I never crawled into your bed. I was resting, you must have

crawled in next to ME."

Growling at Tsukasa, Asago bared her fangs. 'Scary...' Tsukasa thought.

Tsukasa sniffled and sneezed once more, she wished Ryuji hadn't brought

up her

debt again, now she was starting to have a headache. "Hey what's that

thing in your

hand Asago? Is it a new outfit?"

Blinking, Asago stared at her hand. "That's the shirt that......."

"MY SHIRT!!!!!!!!!" Ryuji screamed, it was pink! "Tsukasa... you made my

shirt....pink!!!!"

"Ano.... I didn't wash it .... Asago....."

Glaring at Tsukasa, the *seisai* smirked. "Don't pin this one on me

Tsukasa, you were

washing it last... remember Ryuji?"

Ryuji nodded, it was the last thing he could remember.

"Saaannnnddaaaiiimmmeeeee....." a voice called to him, unearthly yet

familiar.

"Hai?"

"Saanndddaaaiiimeeee....." it called out once more.

"WHATTT?!"

A white sheeted figure walked into the room, moaning, its armlike limbs

stretched out.

The figure walked in circles, finally walking into the opposite wall.

"Eh?" Tsukasa laughed, it wasn't a ghost at all! "hehe!! Ghosts can

walk through walls!"

"Ryuji....." Asago whispered, then giggled. He was hiding underneath

the bed, shaking.

"Hahahaha! Who's afraid of ghosts now?" Tsukasa teased.

"Tsu-bo, is that you?" the unearthly voice called out.

"Hey, Tsukasa, I think mister ghost is talking to you now."

Pulling a funny face, Tsukasa carefully made her way towards the ghost,

you couldn't

totally trust them.

Taking a long broom, she poked at it. Satisfied that it was human, she

yanked the sheet

off of the *spectre*

"Bun-san!!!!" relieved, she looked at him, not knowing exactly what was

off. "Did you do

something with your hair, Bun-san?"

"Tsu-bo..... you're dense....." Bun-san shook his head, wondering how

she could

have missed it.

"Why do you have a jar on your head?" Asago queried.

"JAR?! OOOHHH.......ehehehe..... that jar...... Bun-san, you pretending

to be jelly? Or

did you try to sneak more cookies and got

your head stuck?" Tsukasa clapped like an amused child.

"Take that jar off your head." Ryuji commanded.

"Hai, Sandaime!" Try as he might, Bun-san was not able to remove the

jar. "It's not

my fault, it just fell on me, then I walked

into the laundry room and got this sheet on me."

Ryuji already held his attention else where and lit a cigarette and

huffed up. Tsukasa and Asago are at it again in a deadly cat fight. Poor

Bun-san was left to fed for himself, as teenagers these days didn't give

a slice of daylight to other people. Bun-san sighed dejectedly and

shuffled from the room with a jar in his hands and a white sheet trailing

the floor.

Ryuji snapped from his intimate moment with his cigerette as he suddenly

announced, "Asago-san I believe it's best if you leave now, I have some

business to attend to." He look sauve and serious.

Asago hesitated at first, however she soon gave in and struted out the

door and down the hall of the hidiously large mansion.

As if a call of "good to go" rang out Ryuji jumped Tsukasa.

Tsukasa leashed out in anger, "Baka, I thought you had important business

to attend to!"

It couldn't have been, Ryuji smiled. A devilish smile at that, and pinned

Tsukasa down to the floor so she'd stop bruising him.

"You are the important business. Now, tell me you don't want this, us."

He said smoothly.

Tsukasa narrowed her yes and with her super-human/hyper dog strength she

flung him off her and he landed, to her dismay, safely on the bed.

"I ... DON'T... WANT..." She spat as she locked herself into the bathroom

in fury.

There was a dawning silence, that was short lived as Ryuji shouted

through the door, "Noise pollution within the house, that'd make it a 900

000 yen fine woundn't it?"

Ryuji puffed up another one of his newly lit cigarettes as he waited for

the reaction.

Strange, he found himself with nothing but the birds chirping. A sudden

flood of worry physically squished him over. Ryuji slammed the door down

without another thought, only to find the bathroom empty, and the window

wide open. Ryuji crushed the cigarette under his shoe as he paced quickly

down the hall barking for his guys (what's gang again in japanese?? y--

sth....hahah).

Tsukasa gained her rational thought back after cooling off, and pounding

a few poles to the floor. It was then she realized the sick, perverted

stares men were giving her. She had forgotten, she wasn't wearing her

protector! A sudden wave of dizziness hit her, and she sought strength

from a near by wall.

It just so happened, so did a group of young men. The guys look on in

some sort of twisted appreciation as they made sneering comments about

her figure and distasteful choice of hair style.