8/19/2000
Chapter 2
No Need For Jokes & Love
"Too many girls are coming," Tasuki sat in a chair, complaining.
"Hotohori seems to be enjoying it, na no da?" Chichiri joked. Hotohori passed by, heard what Chichiri said and sweat dropped.
"Have you seen Shimo around?" Hotohori asked.
"She died," Tasuki smiled, then got hit.
"SHUT UP YOU LOW-LIFE BEAR WITH A HUGE MASKING TAPE!" Shimo shouted. Everyone had NO IDEA what the heck that meant.
"--Ma...sking...tape...?" the three guys repeated.
Meanwhile, Tamahome was laying in his bed, thinking why he's so attracted to Shimo. Is it because she's from Miaka's world...? he thought, miserably. Is it because she's so enthusiastic or what?
"Tama...home?" Ikusa knocked on Tamahome's door.
"Ah...oh, it's you. Come in," Tamahome sat up. Ikusa walked into the room and sat next to him.
"I know Yuuki Miaka."
"Neh?"
"She and I ~used~ to be close friends. We were to meet one day for an exam--but she never came. The next day or so, I saw her. I remember her being with Yui and weeping over you. She kept mumbling 'Tamahome.'"
"Miaka..." Tamahome's eyes began to water.
Ikusa acknoledged Tamahome's broken heart, so she took his hand and hugged him. "Don't worry, Tamahome. Remember she promised to come back?" She let go of him, but to her suprise, he leaped towards her and hugged her tight. "Ssh... it's o-kay, Tamahome-san... it's o-kay..." She stayed there until Tamahome went to sleep (like a baby... ^^), then walked out the room.
"You and Tamahome have something going on, Ikusa?" Nuriko asked, as soon as Ikusa came out of the room.
"He needed comforting. You should understand that he's going through hard times, no da," Ikusa answered.
Nuriko began walking past Ikusa, but then put his hand on her shoulder. "Whatever you say..."
Ikusa shrugged Nuriko's hand off, but as soon as she did she thought she saw a girl sitting HIGH up in a tree. She looked where she thought she saw the girl, but nothing was there and just shrugged.
When Ikusa reached where Hotohori, Chichiri, Tasuki, and Shimo were, they were practically playing 'human hammers.'
"...WELL, MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE PRACTICALLY KILLED ME!" Shimo hit Tasuki by using Hotohori as a hammer.
"WELL, YOU WERE IN MY WAY!" Tasuki hit Shimo with the new, and never-been-used...CHICHIRI. Not in stores near you.
"ATLEAST IM NOT THE FREAK THAT HAS ORANGE HAIR AND ARE SCARED OF THE OPPOSITE SEX!!!"
"SHUT UP!!!"
"MAKE ME!"
"SHUT UP!!! BOTH OF YOU!!!" Ikusa slapped Tasuki and Shimo, hoping they'll just shut their mouths.
"Ouch..." the two arguers said.
Giggling began around them. A girl's giggling...an occupied girl that enjoyed watching the little fight.
"Where's that gigglin' coming from?" Chichiri pondered, while looking around for the owner of the giggles.
"Tee-hee..."
Everybody looked in shock at Chichiri, for there was a girl with long brown hair, poofy sleeves on her arms, brown eyes, poofy pants, and had the typical genie style: bracelets on her arms and legs. She looked about 5'10".
"What's wrong, no da?" Chichiri sweat dropped.
The giggle started up from the girl, then she put her arms around Chichiri's neck.
"THERE'S ARMS AROUND MY NECK, NA NO DA!"
"Hello, my name is Namie!" The girl put her hands on her shoulders then she leaped up and jumped over him. She then turned around, and put her hand out towards Chichiri, smiling. "What's yours?"
"Wait a sec...who the heck are you?" Tasuki began taking out his fan. "Rekka, SHI--OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!"
"Hm, what's wrong Tasuki?" Shimo held a bat behind her.
"I hate females..." Tasuki mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
"Excuse me, Miss, where'd you come from?" Hotohori's bucket-looking hat fell down, and with Shimo's urge, she made his hair fall down.
"He's cuuuuuute..." Shimo had hearts in her eyes.
"I don't know exactly..." Namie began doing an innocent act. "Will you please help me?" She took Chichiri's hands, and had big puppy eyes.
"Um...Ah..." Chichiri sweat dropped, and made a face that meant 'Hotohori, help me!'
"Miss, we can help you... do you have a place where you can stay at?" Hotohori asked, but only to be touched by Namie's OTHER innocent act: nodding her head no and sniffling. "You can stay in Chichiri's room."
"Sir, can Tamahome sleep alone tonight? He seems to be weeping over Miaka a lot...he might need some time alone," Ikusa brought up, not even caring Namie was there.
"Hai. Shimo, you can stay in Tasuki's room," Hotohori suggested.
"WHAA-AAAT-AAAAAT?!" Tasuki began climbing up a pole.
"Hey, who's the Emperor around here?"
"Tasuki-kuuuuuuun...we're gonna have lots of FUN tonight!!!" Shimo had a really cheap smile. "Now, I just need to borrow Nuriko's make-up..."
"MAKE-UP?!"
Tasuki didn't even DARE to fall asleep. He heard Shimo breathing softly, so he knew she was asleep. Good, now maybe I can sleep now... Tasuki thought. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep-but Shimo opened her eyes and took out make-up she stole from Nuriko.
"Tee-hee..." Shimo walked out the room and went to Chichiri's. There was Namie, waiting for her, along with Chichiri-who was tied up and had masking tape around his mouth. "Let's go." Namie carried Chichiri towards Tasuki's room, being followed by Shimo.
"Com' on, Tasuki! You look so preeeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttty....." Shimo put blush on Tasuki.
"LET ME GO!!!" Tasuki tried reaching for his fan, but Namie threw it farther away.
"Chichiri, what about this dress? Isn't nice and pink?" Namie smiled, evilly.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Tasuki and Chichiri screamed.
Tamahome walked out of his room and went towards Ikusa's. He opened her door slowly, being careful not to wake her up. He walked towards her bed, then sat down. Gently brushing her hair with his hand, he smiled.
"Tamahome...?" Ikusa opened her eyes slowly, seeing Tamahome. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"I need to talk with someone...and you were the one I first thought of. The others wouldn't really understand," Tamahome replied.
Ikusa sat up in bed, blanket around her. "Hey, we're friends now. Talk to me anytime."
Tamahome smiled, then took Ikusa's hand. He had no clue WHY he just did that... "I couldn't sleep tonight."
Ikusa rested her head on Tamahome's shoulder, then yawned. "Is it Miaka again?"
"Well...no..."
"What is it?" Ikusa's eyes went wide when Tamahome kissed her. It THEN hit Tamahome that he loved her.
~*~*~
Chapter 2
No Need For Jokes & Love
"Too many girls are coming," Tasuki sat in a chair, complaining.
"Hotohori seems to be enjoying it, na no da?" Chichiri joked. Hotohori passed by, heard what Chichiri said and sweat dropped.
"Have you seen Shimo around?" Hotohori asked.
"She died," Tasuki smiled, then got hit.
"SHUT UP YOU LOW-LIFE BEAR WITH A HUGE MASKING TAPE!" Shimo shouted. Everyone had NO IDEA what the heck that meant.
"--Ma...sking...tape...?" the three guys repeated.
Meanwhile, Tamahome was laying in his bed, thinking why he's so attracted to Shimo. Is it because she's from Miaka's world...? he thought, miserably. Is it because she's so enthusiastic or what?
"Tama...home?" Ikusa knocked on Tamahome's door.
"Ah...oh, it's you. Come in," Tamahome sat up. Ikusa walked into the room and sat next to him.
"I know Yuuki Miaka."
"Neh?"
"She and I ~used~ to be close friends. We were to meet one day for an exam--but she never came. The next day or so, I saw her. I remember her being with Yui and weeping over you. She kept mumbling 'Tamahome.'"
"Miaka..." Tamahome's eyes began to water.
Ikusa acknoledged Tamahome's broken heart, so she took his hand and hugged him. "Don't worry, Tamahome. Remember she promised to come back?" She let go of him, but to her suprise, he leaped towards her and hugged her tight. "Ssh... it's o-kay, Tamahome-san... it's o-kay..." She stayed there until Tamahome went to sleep (like a baby... ^^), then walked out the room.
"You and Tamahome have something going on, Ikusa?" Nuriko asked, as soon as Ikusa came out of the room.
"He needed comforting. You should understand that he's going through hard times, no da," Ikusa answered.
Nuriko began walking past Ikusa, but then put his hand on her shoulder. "Whatever you say..."
Ikusa shrugged Nuriko's hand off, but as soon as she did she thought she saw a girl sitting HIGH up in a tree. She looked where she thought she saw the girl, but nothing was there and just shrugged.
When Ikusa reached where Hotohori, Chichiri, Tasuki, and Shimo were, they were practically playing 'human hammers.'
"...WELL, MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE PRACTICALLY KILLED ME!" Shimo hit Tasuki by using Hotohori as a hammer.
"WELL, YOU WERE IN MY WAY!" Tasuki hit Shimo with the new, and never-been-used...CHICHIRI. Not in stores near you.
"ATLEAST IM NOT THE FREAK THAT HAS ORANGE HAIR AND ARE SCARED OF THE OPPOSITE SEX!!!"
"SHUT UP!!!"
"MAKE ME!"
"SHUT UP!!! BOTH OF YOU!!!" Ikusa slapped Tasuki and Shimo, hoping they'll just shut their mouths.
"Ouch..." the two arguers said.
Giggling began around them. A girl's giggling...an occupied girl that enjoyed watching the little fight.
"Where's that gigglin' coming from?" Chichiri pondered, while looking around for the owner of the giggles.
"Tee-hee..."
Everybody looked in shock at Chichiri, for there was a girl with long brown hair, poofy sleeves on her arms, brown eyes, poofy pants, and had the typical genie style: bracelets on her arms and legs. She looked about 5'10".
"What's wrong, no da?" Chichiri sweat dropped.
The giggle started up from the girl, then she put her arms around Chichiri's neck.
"THERE'S ARMS AROUND MY NECK, NA NO DA!"
"Hello, my name is Namie!" The girl put her hands on her shoulders then she leaped up and jumped over him. She then turned around, and put her hand out towards Chichiri, smiling. "What's yours?"
"Wait a sec...who the heck are you?" Tasuki began taking out his fan. "Rekka, SHI--OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!"
"Hm, what's wrong Tasuki?" Shimo held a bat behind her.
"I hate females..." Tasuki mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
"Excuse me, Miss, where'd you come from?" Hotohori's bucket-looking hat fell down, and with Shimo's urge, she made his hair fall down.
"He's cuuuuuute..." Shimo had hearts in her eyes.
"I don't know exactly..." Namie began doing an innocent act. "Will you please help me?" She took Chichiri's hands, and had big puppy eyes.
"Um...Ah..." Chichiri sweat dropped, and made a face that meant 'Hotohori, help me!'
"Miss, we can help you... do you have a place where you can stay at?" Hotohori asked, but only to be touched by Namie's OTHER innocent act: nodding her head no and sniffling. "You can stay in Chichiri's room."
"Sir, can Tamahome sleep alone tonight? He seems to be weeping over Miaka a lot...he might need some time alone," Ikusa brought up, not even caring Namie was there.
"Hai. Shimo, you can stay in Tasuki's room," Hotohori suggested.
"WHAA-AAAT-AAAAAT?!" Tasuki began climbing up a pole.
"Hey, who's the Emperor around here?"
"Tasuki-kuuuuuuun...we're gonna have lots of FUN tonight!!!" Shimo had a really cheap smile. "Now, I just need to borrow Nuriko's make-up..."
"MAKE-UP?!"
Tasuki didn't even DARE to fall asleep. He heard Shimo breathing softly, so he knew she was asleep. Good, now maybe I can sleep now... Tasuki thought. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep-but Shimo opened her eyes and took out make-up she stole from Nuriko.
"Tee-hee..." Shimo walked out the room and went to Chichiri's. There was Namie, waiting for her, along with Chichiri-who was tied up and had masking tape around his mouth. "Let's go." Namie carried Chichiri towards Tasuki's room, being followed by Shimo.
"Com' on, Tasuki! You look so preeeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttty....." Shimo put blush on Tasuki.
"LET ME GO!!!" Tasuki tried reaching for his fan, but Namie threw it farther away.
"Chichiri, what about this dress? Isn't nice and pink?" Namie smiled, evilly.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Tasuki and Chichiri screamed.
Tamahome walked out of his room and went towards Ikusa's. He opened her door slowly, being careful not to wake her up. He walked towards her bed, then sat down. Gently brushing her hair with his hand, he smiled.
"Tamahome...?" Ikusa opened her eyes slowly, seeing Tamahome. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"I need to talk with someone...and you were the one I first thought of. The others wouldn't really understand," Tamahome replied.
Ikusa sat up in bed, blanket around her. "Hey, we're friends now. Talk to me anytime."
Tamahome smiled, then took Ikusa's hand. He had no clue WHY he just did that... "I couldn't sleep tonight."
Ikusa rested her head on Tamahome's shoulder, then yawned. "Is it Miaka again?"
"Well...no..."
"What is it?" Ikusa's eyes went wide when Tamahome kissed her. It THEN hit Tamahome that he loved her.
~*~*~