The Real Ronin Warriors

(Heh heh. I'm blowing off homework to do this. But it's a Thursday; who cares?)



"Hey, man! Cell for you!" a short man with curling close cropped blonde hair called out, stepping into the sunlight cast by a skylight and tossing a tiny aquagreen phone in the direction of a startled twenty nine year old who had just risen from his submersion in a large Olympic sized pool. He deftly grabbed the phone from the air, fumbled with it, careening about wildly all the while, before flipping it on and gasping, "Hello?" mere seconds before he collapsed backwards into the pool once more.

"Shin?" Shuu asked confusedly, hearing a strange gurgling and splashing song on the other end. He started to bash the phone into the table before his girlfriend snatched the phone from his hand, swatting his nose with a chocolate batter covered wooden spoon and shaking it threateningly in his face. "I TOLD you not to do that Shuu." She handed the phone back to him, some of her wavy red hair getting in her eyes. "Now DON'T let me catch you do that again or NO dessert. Got me?"

"Yes," the dark brunette uttered weakly.

"Good."

Holding the phone back up to his ear, Shuu turned around once more, staring at the familiar "Dogs Playing Poker" picture that he always looked at while talking on the phone. And to imagine that someone would sell it on eBay for ten dollars! Those stupid stupid Americans....

"Hey, buddy? Shin? Ya there?"

Loud sputtering and choking was heard on the other end as the reception got much clearer. He could hear a loud thumping like a hand slapping a back and a tiny feminine voice saying, "Good thing your phone is waterproof, mister."

"Ya... yeah..." the strangled reply came weakly.

"Shin? Is this a bad time?"

"H-Hello?"

"Shin?"

"HELLO!"

"SHIN!!"

"Is someone there because I'm-- Oh, it's upside down. Silly me."

Shuu wanted to hit something. Ever since that near death experience at the exercise center three years ago, Shin was forgetful. Poor guy. No wonder he had so little girlfriends.... (He couldn't remember where to pick them up and when. Very tragic.)

"Hello now."

"Hey, Shin? It's me, Shuu."

On the other end of the line, Shin wrinkled his delicate nose thoughtfully. Shuu? Where had he heard that name.... Ah, yes. "Hey, Shuu, is my car ready yet?"

"What?"

"Oh, silly me; sorry, Shuu, I spaced out there for a second. Now were you saying something?"

"I just wanted to know if you were still coming over for dinner tonight. You said that you were last week but I wanted to remind you so..."

"Yeah, I remember. Isn't your girlfriend over?"

"Well..." Shuu glanced over his shoulder like a conspiracy artist, towards the direction that Tanya had gone in. "Soon to be fiancé. I wanted to ask her tonight, but you know that I'm not good at romantic situations and..."

"You wanted me to help along!" Shin filled in brightly, glad to have caught the plan early on. "It'll be fun! Besides, how often does a guy get to help his best friend propose the right way?" 'Hmm....' he thought to himself. 'Never. I've never heard that done before.'

"Never," Shuu echoed flatly, beginning to doubt if having his friend over to help him propose to his girlfriend was such a brilliant idea.... The doctor HAD told him that he had suffered a few damaged brain cells from that last fight....

"Well, it'll be interesting, that's for sure," Shin was saying. "Just pick me up; I still have some more rounds to do at the community center. Akemi and I are making a great headway and I'd hate to have to stop now."

"Akemi? That little paralyzed girl?"

"Yes," the red head lowered his voice, glancing back at the happy black haired girl splashing in an overly large inner tube. "She's regaining some of the movement in her thighs. The physical therapists say that if we keep up our schedule or speed it up slightly, she may be able to walk in a few months. The family is really happy."

"I'll bet," the brunette answered sincerely. He could just remember the joyous look on Shin's face when he had walked a whole ten feet. It was the sweetest thing that he could remember....

"Yeah, so pick me up in about an hour. Is that good?"

"Yeah, man, see you there. Bye."

"Bye, Shuu."

Click.

Turning back to the young girl, who had just started to sing an old Japanese folk song, the older man asked, "You ready to resume our session, Akemi?"

"Yeah, but," Akemi giggled, eyes trained onto Shin's head. "Won't your hair dye wash out, mister Shin?"

Ruefully fluffing out his red hair, Shin smiled, "Don't worry; it only comes out with shampoo," and began to climb back into the water, ready to help the ten year old with another grueling exercise.

Nearly a hundred miles away, Shuu banged his head on the wall, causing his head to start pounding. "I forgot to tell him about what Seiji and Touma said..."

"SHUU! WHAT DID I SAY?!" Tanya bellowed.



Well, that's the next "chapter" thingie. I'm really glad that I had such quick reviews so I'm trying to post 'em as fast as you guys can review 'em. Here's hoping for a lot more; how does five more (reviews, please) sound to all of ya'll? ^_^

Oh, and thanks to Demon Faerie Aeryka, Firestorm, Cookie, Shadow_Fax, and Opaque for being my first reviews and setting me on my way! (the first time I posted it. I saved all of your reviews. thanks a lot everyone! ^_^ I was so happy!)

Arigato lots! And peace out!

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