HOW TO ATTRACT BLUE-HAIRED MONKS (3/?)
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.



Chichiri sighed as he shifted the position of his legs so that they wouldn't get cramps. He had been meditating ever since the sun had risen, and he was beginning to feel drained.

The monk looked down as he rubbed the back of his neck. Yup…he was feeling drained, all right. Of course, maybe he wouldn't feel so exhausted if he hadn't spent all of last night making sure that Tasuki didn't get into TOO much trouble. The bandit had decided that last night was a very good night to get drunk. But…

The seishi smiled wistfully as he recalled some of the moments that had made the previous night so memorable….Tasuki running around without a shirt on…Chichiri's eye glazed over slightly.

"Ahhh!" said an amused voice behind him. "Thinking of Tasuki-san again, I see!"

Chichiri spun his head around and saw Chiriko standing behind him. The monk grinned sheepishly, embarrassed at having been caught thinking about the young bandit, by Chiriko of all people.

Chiriko watched as the older seishi placed his mask over his face. He really found it such a shame that the monk needed to hide from his fellow seishi. This was one of the reasons why the child genius was so anxious to see Tasuki and Chichiri get together. He was certain that if anyone could convince the quiet monk to shed his mask, it would be Tasuki.

"Ohayo, Chiriko no da!" Chichiri said cheerfully.

"Ohayo, Chichiri-san." The young seishi replied politely. Internally, he grimaced. This was another thing that bothered him about the monk. Why did he put on a fake act for everyone to witness? He sighed and decided to dismiss the matter for now.

Chiriko sat down beside the monk and arranged his hands neatly on his lap. "So…" he said, not looking at the older seishi. "What particular attribute of Tasuki-san were you imagining just now?"

Chichiri blushed as very graphical pictures of Tasuki's "attributes" flashed through his mind. "Da?" he asked, sweatdropping severely.

It was not the fact that Chiriko knew about his interest in the young brigand that bothered him. What bothered Chichiri was the fact that he had been caught thinking about Tasuki again. This was happening far too many times already…and it was usually Chiriko who caught him in the act.

The monk faced Chiriko who was still looking at him expectantly. Chichiri cleared his throat nervously. "Well, no da…I was just thinking about the hangover Tasuki-kun would be getting this morning no da…"

Chiriko raised an eyebrow disbelievingly at him.

Chichiri knew that his fellow seishi was not buying his story but he continued, anyway. "…He was really drunk last night, na no da. So I assume he probably won't be up until noon today, no da."

"And this bothers you because…?" Chiriko prompted.

The blue-haired monk refused to meet Chiriko's reproachful gaze. "Well, I was hoping that he would assist me in some…uh…new spells I need to learn, no da."

"Well, why don't you just ask him now?"

"Da? What do you mean, no da? He's probably not awake yet, no da."

Laughing, Chiriko gestured across the clearing where Tasuki's flame red hair stood out quite prominently. "Why don't you just ask him now?" Chiriko asked again.

There was a few moments of silence before Chiriko noticed that Chichiri was staring hungrily at Tasuki.

"Oi! Stop drooling over Tasuki-san!" he said teasingly.

Chichiri snapped out of the daze he was in and blushed slightly, though the mask hid it quite well. "Umm…I better not, no da."

Chiriko sighed. He thought that Reverse Psychology worked especially well among children only. That was why he had tried it on Tasuki….but he never thought for a moment that he would have to do it on Chichiri. "Why?" he asked.

"Because he probably has something important to do, no da. Tasuki-kun would not get up so early in the morning especially after a night of drinking if he didn't have something really important to do,na no da." Chichiri answered smoothly. Almost as if he had planned out what he was going to say.

Chiriko looked at the monk in glee. "And you know this because…?"

Chichiri glared at Chiriko. "I just do, no da. Tasuki-kun is my friend, of course."

Smiling innocently, Chiriko looked up at the older seishi. "A friend, Chichiri-san?"

"Hai." Said Chichiri, shooting Chiriko a look that promised pain if the young seishi was to question his relationship with Tasuki any further.

The young seishi got the message and looked at Tasuki. "Well, something seems to be wrong with him…"

Chichiri instantly forgot about the present topic and glanced anxiously at the bandit. "Da? What is wrong, no da?"

Tasuki was standing there, not moving, a spacy expression on his face.

Chiriko laughed. "I think Tasuki-san had too much to drink last night."

Chichiri immediately stood up. "I'm going to go see what's wrong, no da." The monk began to stride towards the bandit at a brisk space.

Only when the monk was out of hearing range did Chiriko allow himself to laugh out loud.



Tasuki wiped his hands nervously on his coat. "Damn." he thought. He had never felt so nervous in his entire life. This was worse than the time Kouji convinced him to…he shook his head fiercely. No.

Now was not the time to dwell on his naivety in the past. There were more important things at hand.

Specifically? A certain kawaii blue-haired monk who managed to speed up his heart rate by so much, he was sure he would die from excessive exposure to Chichiri before this whole summoning ordeal was over.

Speaking of which…he looked up. A short distance away, he could see Chichiri, still oblivious to his presence. Tasuki cringed. He did not want to do this. He did not want to do this. He really did not want to do this…

But unfortunately…he had an audience. Grimacing, he snuck a quick glance behind him and saw Chiriko grinning at him. The bandit sweatdropped at the confident smirk his younger comrade flashed in his direction.

The red-haired seishi watched in confusion as Chiriko began climbing down the rock he had placed him on and started walking away.

In uncertainty, Tasuki raised an eyebrow at Chiriko before shrugging it off. If Chiriko had decided to change his mind about watching Tasuki, then he wasn't going to do anything about it. At least, if Chiriko wasn't going to watch him make a fool out of himself in front of Chichiri, then he didn't have much reason to be nervous anymore!

He steeled himself and took a deep breath. Okay. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this…

After a few long moments of debating with himself, he glanced at Chichiri again. His eyes widened when he saw that the monk was now talking to Chiriko and he stopped in fear. What was the young seishi telling Chichiri? The bandit slumped, defeated. No, I can't. I can't do it. 'specially now that Chiriko's right there, talkin' to him.

Tasuki was about to turn away and head back to the palace to get roaring drunk when suddenly…

"Oi, Tasuki-kun no da!"

Tasuki froze in place and closed his eyes, letting the voice spin around his head. It was as if the heavens had opened up and an angel was calling him. An angel with blue hair that defied gravity to be exact. He knew he had a goofy smile on his face right now, but he couldn't care less.

In his mind, said angel was giggling at Tasuki as he shyly placed his hands around Tasuki's waist. The bandit's mind raced with fleeting thoughts as he let himself sink deeper into his daydream.

"TASUKI-KUN, NO DAAAA!" Tasuki's eyes snapped open and found himself staring straight into SD Chichiri's face.

"AHHHH!" Tasuki yelled, startled at seeing Chichiri's face so close to his own. He cursed as his hand hit a tree in his panic. He groaned and slid to the ground. Did angels come in SD form too?

SD Chichiri gasped and rushed over to where Tasuki was crouching, nursing his hand. "Gomen ne, Tasuki-kun ,no da! Here, let me help you up, na no da…" The SD monk hastily held out a hand to Tasuki.

Tasuki looked up at Chichiri, who was now in normal size and smiled in amusement. SD angels? He got a mental image of an SD Chichiri with wings and a halo. He grinned, exposing overgrown canines. Yup…there sure were.

To be continued...