HOW TO ATTRACT BLUE-HAIRED MONKS (2/?)
BY : Chikki

Warnings Tasuki has a _VERY_ impressive vocabulary of official "bandit" words, no da…so it's PG 13 for swearing…oh…and some yaoi too,na no da. (^_^)
Disclaimer Not mine. Never will be,na no da.



"Tasuki-san…" Chiriko whined and rolled his eyes.

"SHHHH!" hissed the bandit and placed a finger on his lips. "I told you to keep quiet, dammit! He's going to hear!"

Chiriko turned a weary gaze to Chichiri, who was sitting a few feet away and was completely oblivious to the fact that he was being watched very intensely by a certain red-haired bandit.

He sighed again.

Both he and Tasuki were currently being hidden by some shrubbery, and Tasuki had spent the entire time staring at Chichiri. They have been staying in the same position for roughly an hour or so, and Chiriko was beginning to feel bored and restless.

Chiriko stuck his tongue out at Tasuki. "You can't make me keep quiet, Tasuki-san!"

Tasuki tore his gaze away from the monk's still meditating figure and glared at the younger seishi. "Shut up! Or do 'ya want me to roast 'ya again with my fan?"

"It's called a tessen, Tasuki-san."

"Tessen, fan…whatever." The bandit said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "…but if you don't stop talking in the next few minutes, I'm going to use this fan…"

"Tessen, Tasuki-san." Chiriko put in.

"WHATEVER!" Tasuki exasperatedly. "I'm going to use it to burn you!"

"Demo…that would be child abuse!"

"No, it won't." Tasuki said, smirking. "It would be teachin' you good manners!"

Chiriko's eyes began to well up with tears. "You…you would actually do that to me, Tasuki-san?"

Tasuki smacked his forehead and groaned. "Aw, dammit, Chiriko! Don't start cryin' now! Besides…it was YOU who kept bugging me about wanting to come along anyway!"

Sniffing, Chiriko looked down. "Gomen ne, Tasuki-san…you're right. It's just that I'm getting bored! Nothing's happening!"

Tasuki's face , which , until then had held an expression of happiness and contentment, suddenly turned into a look of darkness.

"Hn." He said, bitterly turning away.

"Tasuki-san?" Chiriko asked tentatively.

"Of course, nothing's happening." Tasuki said with a forced laugh, trying to be nonchalant about it and failing. "What else did you expect?"

Chiriko frowned as he silently regarded the seishi before him.

The silence stretched between the two, Tasuki fidgeting nervously before Chiriko finally pulled his gaze away.

"I just thought that today would be the day, that's all." Chiriko stated.

Tasuki turned to look at him. "The day? What the hell does that mean?"

Chiriko's eyes held some sort of mischievous sternness as he observed his fellow seishi. "Well, seeing that you have been continuously spying and stalking Chichiri-san for approximately five months, three weeks and two days, I assumed that you would finally muster up the courage to go and finally talk to him about it today."

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"In fact…" Chiriko continued, ignoring the bandit's outburst. "It is precisely because of this reason that I made the decision to come with you today."

Tasuki had still not gotten over the initial shock. "YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING TRACK?!?"

"Of course!" the young scholar said cheerfully. "I try my best to keep a careful record of monitoring the palace's activities!"

"But! Well…damn…aww, shit!" Tasuki struggled to get his breathing under control.

When he thought that he could speak again, he turned a venomous glance towards Chiriko and asked in a voice that was dangerously calm. "But if you've been keeping track of the palace activities…"

"Which includes you…" Chiriko said cheerfully.

Tasuki winced, but let it pass. "Which includes me…"

Nodding happily, Chiriko drew himself to his full height, proud that Tasuki was actually having a conversation with him that held a touch of seriousness and importance.

The bandit sweatdropped. "Then that means that you know about the time I got drunk in the palace tavern…"

"…and painted Chichiri-san's face on every sake bottle that you drained." Chiriko said, smiling and giving him the victory sign.

Tasuki's face began to pale visibly. Just how MUCH did this kid know about his infatuation with Chichiri?! He composed himself before leveling his gaze with Chiriko's again. "…and you know about the time I went to the library…"

Chiriko grinned at him. "…to research about everything about Chichiri, ranging from the location of his constellation up to the derivation of his name."

"SHIT!" Tasuki yelled , drawing away and pounding his fist into the ground.

"Tasuki-san…" Chiriko said. "Do try to tune down your voice. Chichiri-san might hear you."

"Why do you even care?!" Tasuki demanded, his face turning red.

"Because I want to know how you're going to tell him."

Tasuki was not satisfied with this answer. "WHY?"

Chiriko blushed and looked away. "Because sooner or later, I'm going to find the person that I would want to spend the rest of my life with and I want to know how to be able to handle the situation when it comes."

Tasuki looked like he had just swallowed a bowl full of Miaka's cooking. "Chiriko?"

"…and who better to learn all these things then from one's onii-chan?" Chiriko said simply, still not meeting Tasuki's gaze.

It was Tasuki's turn to blush as he stared disbelievingly at the younger seishi.

"Aww, Chiriko!" he said finally, face breaking into a fanged grin bursting with pride. "Don't worry about it! You'll do just fine"

"Arigato, Tasuki-san." Chiriko replied. Then, the mischievousness came back into his eyes as he nodded knowingly towards Chichiri. "What are you going to do about him?"

The smile wiped off Tasuki's face in an instant and he looked down, grumbling. "Nothing."

"Oh no, you're not!" Chiriko insisted. "You are going to go do something about this, Tasuki-san!"

"No." Tasuki countered, shaking his head stubbornly.

Chiriko decided to try a new tactic. Reverse Psychology! He grinned. "I know! You're scared…"

"Hell, no!" the other seishi said with more force then intended.

"Then why won't you talk to him?" Chiriko said smugly.

Tasuki decided to answer with silence.

"I mean…" Chiriko reasoned out. "How different could it be to talking with him everyday?"

Tasuki shrugged. "He probably doesn't feel the same way, anyway…"

"How would you know until you made sure of it?"

Tasuki fixed Chiriko with a cat-like gaze. "What do you mean?"

Chiriko lay on his back and looked up at the sky. "The fact that Chichiri-san does not like males in the way that you do is still a theory. It has not yet been proven, Tasuki-san."

"Really?" Tasuki asked hopefully.

"Yes. Besides, I think that you actually have a chance, as idiotic as that may sound." Chiriko giggled and stuck his tongue out at the bandit.

Sticking his tongue back out at him, Tasuki shifted his gaze to Chichiri. "But how do I go about it?"

"I have no idea, Tasuki-san." Chiriko said solemnly, although it was quite obvious that he was threatening to break out with laughter. "I am here to learn from you. You're the expert now."

Tasuki's face brightened. "Hey! That's right!" Smiling, he picked Chiriko up and sat him on a rock that had a good view of the clearing in which Chichiri sat, still lost in meditation.

He wagged a finger in front of Chiriko's face, laughing when the younger seishi's eyes crossed. "Now observe carefully!" he told Chiriko.

Tasuki stood up and made his way towards Chichiri. He looked back at Chiriko and winked slyly. "This is how you charm a kawaii little blue-haired monk."

Chiriko laughed and watched as the bandit drew closer and closer to Chichiri.

To be continued...