Hatashenai

~A Romantic Comedy By Akai Ku

"DAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" Said a voice coming from the corner of the room. It was some sort of monk, complete with staff and kesa, with a funny kitsune-like face and blue, not to mention anti-gravity, hair. He was grinning like a madmonk.

"Ge-Genrou," stammered Rasukonza as she grabbed at his sleeve. "What IS that?!"

The monk frowned. "Was THAT very nice no da?"

Genrou stared at the monk blankly. "Ch-Chichiri," he stated, pulling his sleeve free.

"Da?"

"CHICHIRI!!! IT'S BEEN YEARS!!"

*TACKLE*! "GIVE YER OL' BUDDY TASUKI A HUG!!!"

"D-DAAAAAAH!!!"

-,-; said Rasukonza.

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*SNOOP SNOOP!* *SNOOP SNOOP!*

Kouji, Hisongi, Rincha, and the three other bandits with their ears to the door sighed, while the twenty-or-so behind them listened on intently.

Kouji stood up. "Yer such an' idiot, Genrou," he muttered to himself (not thinking about the Happy Genki Chibi Bandit Dance ^^) before addressing the crowd. "OK, show's over folks! Let's git our asses outta'- ACK!!"

*CLUNK!*

"Goin' somewhere, Kouji?" Genrou raised an eyebrow, his fist still poised where Kouji's head had been a moment before. Behind him was that weird monk many of the bandits remembered, Otousanny or something, with a happy look on his face and Rasukonza's left arm slung around his shoulders. Her other arm was pressed firmly on Genrou's forearm, supporting her as she leaned forward and looked wryly over his shoulder at the bandits.

"Yeah, I was wondrin' that m'self..."

"Uh, gee," muttered Kouji as he brushed imaginary dust from his tunic. "We were just, ah, well, you know... WOW! Look at the time!!" He exclaimed, staring at an imaginary watch that hadn't been invented yet on his wrist. "I gotta' get goin!! Bya!!"

*WHUMP!!*

Kouji grinned stupidly up from his current position on the floor at Genrou, who was standing on the edge of his cloak. "Ok boys, I dunno WHAT th' hell what you were hopin' ta hear, but th' party's over." The bandits looked at The Boss like he was a total moron (which I, for one, am NOT denying). He growled. "I don't LIKE girls!! Now..." Genrou looked at his bandits with a menacing look on his face. "SCOOCH! Chichiri's gonna' change Roscanza's bandages! So MOVE. YER. ASSES!!."

*WHOOSH!!*

Little blurs of what were probably bandits sailed down the hall and far, far away...

Genrou gave a little fanged grin. "Heh, stupid sonssabitches. I'm gonna' go 'n' eat. You get yerself fixed up, woman, an' maybe you an' Chich ken join us." 'Ar, why the hell am I bein' so nice?!' Genrou asked himself mentally. *Because you nearly killed her, asshole?* 'Oh yeah...'

"OK, let's clean you up no da!" Rasukonza would not normally have so readily let some guy she hardly knew change her bandages, but she felt oddly at ease with this person, like he was her brother or something. Then again, her brother was a psychopath... In fact, this was a spell being cast by Chichiri so that he wouldn't have a hard time, because SOMEBODY had to change those bandages, or else Rasukonza was going to get an infection.

*However, we all know Chichiri isn't a hentai. He's just trying to do what's best. So get yer minds outta' the gutter!