TV Troubles
By: Tenshi no Nozomi
Email addy: tenshi_no_nozomi@hotmail.com
Warnings:
Same; some light character bashing. It's not that I dislike Ami, but she's kinda a boring character, and really easy to make fun of. As for Navi, I hate her.
Rating: Same
Disclaimer: Same; I don't own any of the medicinal products mentioned in this ficcie.
Chapter: Chapter 2
AN:
My replies to people's reviews will be at the bottom- I don't like having to take a lot of space up at the top, 'kay? So if you reviewed, I should at least have some small comment to make.
Well, goodness… I didn't think that I was going to get so many different requests! ^^ But it makes me happy to see that people are that interested in the story. I'll do what I can to put as many requests as I possibly can into the story, but there's only so much I can handle. After all, I have a few ideas of my own….
And because of all the positive reviews you people gave me, this chapter's going to be fairly long! Hope it's not too drawn out for you people. Tell me if it is, okay?
IMPORTANT: If any of you guys are on Neopets, and you don't yet belong to a Guild, then please check out: http://www.neopets.com/guilds/guild.phtml?oid=kiseikinoumi; an Anime Fanfiction Guild. I don't know of any other fanfic guilds, and a friend of mine started this. We only have three members at the moment, so it would be really, really cool if you guys would at least check it out and consider joining. Please?
Japanese Reference (For those who might need it)
Sugoi - Cool
Megamis - Goddesses
Okaasan - Mom, Mother
Odangoe - Dumpling
Atama – Head
Ginzuisho – Holy Silver Crystal
Bishonen – Pretty boy
Bai bai – Good bye
Bakas – Jerks
Miko – Priestess
Sora- Hey, Look!
NOTE: Somebody requested that I do FY- I think. But now I can't find their review to mention their name, so me thinks I'm going crazy. If I was you, please tell me. Anyway, this is for them!!!!
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Chapter Two: Complications (FY)
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Usagi sighed in relief now that the pain was gone. What on earth had that been, anyway? It didn't make sense that she should deal with a moment of excruciating pain, and then that it disappeared as suddenly as it had come… Oh well, can't change things like that, now can we?
Usagi realized that neurotic, talking tennis ball was currently speechless. In fact, so was Link- for that matter. Usagi'd never been the overly observant type like Ami, but upon taking a look around, she could see why her companions were so silent.
Number one, the surrounding buildings looked as though they'd been built on a movie set. Not fake- oh, no, more like suspiciously authentic ancient- Chinese style buildings. And as beautiful as it was, it was really creepy.
Number two, there were a bunch of gaurds walking around below, obviously patrolling what looked like a fancy courtyard, done up with the entire works. In fact, the weapons they were carrying looked frighteningly real. In fact, Usagi was getting a really bad feeling about it.
To conclude her observations, number three: they were on top of a roof. Yes. Somehow they'd managed to go from being in a dirt path in the middle of nowhere to a red, slanted roof.
Usagi hissed ever so quietly. "Link? Where are we?"
"I… dunno. I've never seen anything like this before. It's… incredible."
"Link… these tiles are really uncomfortable. They're hurting my butt…"
"Oh, yes, we really wanted to hear that…" Navi said in sarcastic whisper.
Usagi pouted slightly, and mumbled a few impolite comments under her breath.
"We'll wait until those guards pass, and then we'll get down," Link said decisively, hopefully thwarting any potential fights that might get them caught.
A few long, tense minutes passed before the guards left, leaving Usagi feeling very relieved and eager to get down. In fact, she decided to forget the fact that even though there was a floor under the roof to break her fall, and that gravity was an unforgiving law.
She well with a loud crash, in an ungraceful heap. Usagi groaned in pain, positive that there was going to be some kind of mark left from that experience. Navi flitted down, jabbering away about clumsy blondes, while Link just sighed and dropped over the side, landing in a crouched position.
Usagi took Link's offered hand, and stood up, dusting off her skirt and attempting to regain what was left of her dignity. She stuck her tongue out at the gloating fairy, and proceeded to use one of her hidden talents: Usagi's Infamous Rasberry.
Poor Navi was at a loss, and thoroughly irritated. Why? Because fairies, although they can manage some speech and the all-annoying "Hey!" don't have tongues. So the score was currently Usagi: 1, Navi: 0.
Before this could break out into full-scale war, voices came from nearby.
"…You love me," came the excited voice of a female, "Oh, Tama-kins I'm so happy!"
There was an audible growl that was unmistakably female and particularly irate, followed by the sound of a large wooden object crashing into someone.
A small tiff ensued, and footsteps came closer, preparing to turn the corner. Usagi panicked, and shoved Link and Navi into the nearest room, closely followed by herself.
Moments later, a particular violet-haired woman passed by, dragging behind her a tied-up, unconscious blue-haired seishi. She paused as she passed the doorway, looked around and shrugged, and continued on her way to her chambers.
Usagi peeked out the door, and then ducked her head back inside, closing it behind her. She turned around, and leaned against it, relaxing and letting out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.
"That was too close…"
"Wow, take a look at this, Link!" Navi flitted excitedly around a golden statue in the shape of a large bird. Usagi's eyes widened.
"Sugoi…"
"What is it, Navi?"
"The heck if I know… but it kinda reminds me of the statues of Din, Farore, and Nayru. You know, the ones that people go to worship the megamis at."
"Kinda like an idol, you mean?" Usagi asked, still unmoved from her position at the door, half afraid that somebody still might try to enter and find them.
"Something like that…"
While the fairy and Link speculated over what the great bird was supposed to be, Usagi just shook her head. Precious artifacts weren't really her thing, and all of this worry over an inanimate- though invaluable- bird was boring her to no end.
However, boredom jumped out the window on its own when she caught that scrumptious smell in the air. Wha… oooh, FOOD!!! It smells even better than Makoto's meals! Heck, it beat out okaasan's, too…
Well, even though she knew that she had had a fairly big meal earlier, she was hungry again. Maybe if she wasn't paying so much attention to her stomach's needs, she would have pondered over this fact. However, she was completely centered on the one fact that she needed more to eat, so any other thought got shoved out of her mind as she went in search for the source of that scrumptious scent.
"…Anyway, we really shouldn't be wasting our time here. If someone comes her and finds us, we could get in trouble. In fact, we should probably- … Usagi?" Link stopped talking, and looked around, with widening eyes as he saw that the room was empty but for Navi and himself.
"Yes! She disappeared!- I mean, oh, no! Where could she have gone?"
"I guess we'll just have to go look for her…"
"Damn! Liiii~nnnkkk…."
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The current scene in the Tsukino living room goes as follows…
Three girls sat on various pieces of furniture- two on the couch, and one in the recliner. A fourth one was seated on the ground, watching the energy monitor till the next change- a boring job, if you asked any one of the others, as compared to what was taking place on her computer. All of their thoughts were directed towards their leader, although most less violent than others.
Two talking cats- one white and as dumb as a stick, the other black and moderately intelligent argued over whose charge was the best behaved. Of course, considering the charges they were arguing over, neither one of them was a prime candidate in the area. That was put lightly, however, and many more things could be said that would be inappropriate.
Probably more disturbing a scene than those aforementioned, however, might be the little boy unconscious and tied and bound to a kitchen chair. He sagged in his bonds- that happened to be bungee cords and some old, fraying rope- and in his mouth rested a pair of socks to quiet him when he awoke.
The living room itself wasn't in too bad of shape. It was still fairly neat, with a few empty soda cans on the coffee table, a video-game guide, and a bowl of half-finished popcorn. The Felix-the-Cat clock on the wall with the annoying swishing eyes and tail showed the time as 5:07. All in all, things looked like they might turn out okay if the aforementioned leader were to come back, and resume her 'normal' life. Sadly enough for all the inanimate objects in a five mile radius, it did not appear that they would be so lucky.
"Wait a minute! She just stuffed herself full only… what, thirty, fourty minutes ago? Odangoe atama is a glutton, but what the heck is her problem!?" Rei was beyond irritated, and for obvious reasons. Their irresponsible leader was currently running around in her tv set, wreaking all sorts of havoc everywhere, and generally being even more stupid than she normally was.
"I think I can explain that. You see, the ginzuisho depends on Usagi's energy to run- kind of like a car does on fuel. Food and rest are Usagi's fuels to provide the energy for the ginzuisho. So even while its away from her currently- in her room actually- it's using her energy to grant her wish… which, in turn, needs an almost constant supply of it."
Rei turned her head to look at Ami ever so slowly. The expression on her face was one of pure horror, as her mind tried to cope with what Ami had just told her. "You mean to tell me that- that she's become some kind of human trash compactor for food? Some kind of nightmarish bottomless pit!?"
"You act like she isn't that way all the time, Rei," Ami pointed out matter- of-factly.
"Well, she is! But she's worse than ever now!"
"True… Just be thankful we're not there with her." Rei shuddered in response, and recessed into her own mind and thoughts, wondering if this was a sign from God.
"I still say it's going to be one of those guards, Mako-chan!" Whined Minako, placing down another 5,000 yen on the table.
"Yuck! And I say that it's going to be that blue haired hunk!" She slapped down another 5,000 yen in response.
Ami turned around and stared at the two feuding girls. "What on earth are you arguing about? And further more, you're underage and gambling!"
Minako blinked. "You act like that's illegal…"
Ami sighed, rubbed her temples, and chanted to herself mentally that murder was a crime, punishable by life in prison or death.
"We're betting on who Usagi's going to drag around on her crusade next. Minako thinks it's going to be one of those icky looking guards, but I'm betting on that bishonen guy that was hog-tied."
Ami could really feel it now. It was one of 'Those' headaches. Ya know, the kind you get when you're talking to an idiot, and you want so badly to throttle the idiot and put everyone out of their misery, but you can't, and they just WON'T LEAVE YOU ALONE? Yeah, that kind.
"You okay, Ames? You look kinda… stressed." Mako looked apprehensive, and her 'danger' signals were going off like crazy, but she was foolish enough to try and attempt speech. Minako, however, had either developed the ability to see the future, developed a stronger sense of survival, or else developed some common sense- Gods forbid- because she was scooting away from the irate blue haired, and generally shy blue-haired genius.
Stressed out? STRESSED OUT? Funny, that wasn't the word she had been searching for… In fact, she was about to clue them on it, when a voice interrupted them.
"What's going on here!?" That would be Kenji Tsukino… suspicious and boy- leery all over. Surveying the room, he might not have been so suspicious- but for the fact that his son was tied to a chair, and currently cutting some Z's when he was supposed to be studying for a test.
"Something wrong, dear?" Ikuku Tsukino: the mother of the household, wonderful cook and cleaner. Not to mention loving mother of two children, who were… odd in their own sense. Ikuku, who wasn't always totally quick- witted herself, could see the problem in the living room, however.
"Girls… Why is Shingo tied up like that? And where is Usagi?"
The girls all exchanged glances, as though hoping that their thoughts would magically collect to form a believable alibi.
"We've been playing Cowboys and Indians, Tsukino-san. Shingo's the hero cowboy, and right now he's our hostage."
The woman blinked, and looked closer. "Why does it look like he's unconscious, though?"
"He's playing monkey," Minako offered.
"Oro?"
Ami sighed. "What Minako means is he's playing 'possum'- he's attempting to fool us into believing he's asleep, when in reality he's ready to ambush us."
The woman blinked again, and then smiled. "Oh, well then, you kids have fun. Now, where is Usagi?"
"She's using the restroom," Makoto supplied breezily, apparently having thought that part of the question over herself. "Is there something you want to tell her?"
Ikuku smiled. "Well, we're a bit late now- so as much as I'd like to wait for her to get out, we really don't have time to waste. Kenji and I have to go to an important meeting for his work, and then we're going out to eat with associates of his. We won't be back till late- around twelve- so by then, you girls will have to be gone, and Usagi had better be in bed."
"All right, Tsukino-san, we'll be sure to tell her," Ami said, smiling innocently and sweetly. Ikuku smiled back just as warmly, all doubts put to rest. Surely such a bright, sweet girl as Ami would never lie to them? If only they knew the truth…
"Okay, have fun girls! Bai bai!" She replied, as she dragged her protesting and still suspicious husband. No words were uttered from anyone for several minutes, even after their departure. After that, everyone settled back down to see what was going on with their 'fearless leader…'
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~Back with Usagi…~
Usagi had been following the scent for about five minutes now, being careful not to wander away from it. It had been hard work, but with concentration, Usagi's nose worked better than a bloodhound's.
Her hard works had been rewarded, however- here, before her very eyes, a group of perhaps twenty or more chefs, working on what looked to be a meal fit for a king, with the proportions for a giant. Usagi subconsciously began to drool- if there was only one thing in the world better than guys, it was food.
Thinking of guys, wasn't there something- or rather someone- very important that she was supposed to remember? Usagi scrunched her nose in thought, and then shrugged her shoulders. If it was important, it would come back to her.
Refocusing on what Usagi considered important, she puzzled over how she could eat all that food before one of them saw her. In fact, she sat there for a few minutes thinking exceptionally hard over the manner, before she finally gave off. Her brain was kind of a lost cause, so why bother?
She crawled forward on her hands and knees, quickly slipping under the table. She watched from there, waiting for the perfect moment.
Finally, after what seemed forever of being hunched up under the low table, her time finally came: all of the chefs were busy with some kind of work or another. Instantly, she crawled out from under the table- though remained in a crouched position- and began to empty food into her mouth in record time.
In less than five minutes, she had inhaled half of the food on the table- and in another five, she had finished it all off. Quieting her burp, she silently fled the kitchen. After she had exited as quietly as she had come, she patted her stomach in contentment, and set off on her way to wherever her feet felt like taking her.
Of course, had she stayed in the hallway for a few more minutes, she might have heard and seen something interesting…
It only took a few minutes for one of the cooks to notice the missing food. And once they had, the over-all feeling of panic spread faster than the common cold through a typical American school.
"It must have been the poltergeists," cried one, as he proceeded to rip his hair out.
"Yeah, the happened about a month ago," cried another one, sniffling and crying onto his sleeve.
"You bakas, this happens once a week!" A third one said, ready to kill something.
"It only started happening after a certain Miko showed up…" Growled a fourth.
"Yeah! And she doesn't even say thank you after she eats it all!" Cried the third again in agreement.
"This shouldn't be allowed!" The first one cried, hands balled into fists, complete with fistfuls of dark hair in his hand.
"Hey, Tatsu, you look kind of funny with those bald spots…" Said one voice in the crowd of many enraged cooks.
"I say we teach this little girl a lesson!" Cried the fourth again. This was followed with cheers and applause.
"We can picket! And make clever little slogans!" One said, his hands clasped together, and eyes twinkling. Of course, a few of his co-workers backed away from him, but he didn't notice it.
The leader of the bunch frowned, and said, "Or… we could cut off her head!"
"But don't we need her for the summoning of Suzaku?" Cried out the same voice from the crowd.
The leader just snorted, and said, " If Suzaku would summon such a lazy, piggish girl to be the Miko, then Suzaku be damned for his horrible decision making skills!"
Somewhere up in the heavens, Suzaku frowned. How dare this man question his judgment?
"You know, he has a point," nagged Seiryu, ever annoying.
Suzaku frowned. Oh, yes, this mortal had best be wary of thunderstorms in the next few lifetimes. Suzaku would not refrain from smiting this human. Once you were on Suzaku's personal Shit List, you did not get off. Ever.
Back with the group of cooks, they were now arguing on just how they were going to kill the Miko- either by beheading, or by shiskibobbing, it was undecided. As fate would have it, the Miko in question chose that time to walk in to the kitchen, being the moron she was.
"Hey, where's all the food?"
And all conversation stopped, and about twenty five sets of narrowed eyes landed on the slightly chubby Miko. An unspoken 'charge!' was issued, and the Miko ran away screaming, followed by a hoard of yelling, insane chefs armed with butcher knives
Nuriko, who had been passing by, watched this in mild amusement. She shrugged, however, thinking that the young Miko could use the exercise… not to mention it would give her a good opportunity to get better acquainted with his Majesty. She 'ho-ho'ed in the opposite direction, mind filled with visions of Hotohori-glomping.
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Usagi had been going on her merry way, when several unfortunate things happened to her.
Number one, she ran into a group of gaurds, instantly being sent into a jail cell, with the other option of being shishkabobbed on a dozen spears.
Number two, she had met Link and Navi there- neither one being exactly pleased to see her. Apparently, it was her fault they were in there- if she had not wandered off, Navi had bellowed, they would not have gotten caught. In fact, not even Link was talking to her. Which was a bad sign, all in all.
Number three, though, really took the cake. Some emperor dude was going to come here and decide whether or not they got to be executioned or set free. Things just kept getting better and better.
Of course, when the guy actually walked in, Usagi could not complain. He looked absolutely gorgeous… a true bishonen! In fact, she might have said so, if she weren't afraid for her life, and those of her companions.
During the interrogations, though…. Something bad happened. Usagi began to feel that same horrible pain building up. So she got to clutch at her stomach in front of two hot guys!
"Usagi-san, what…?"
"Are you all right?"
"Sora… this seems familiar…. AHHH! Link, get away from her right now-"
Of course, by then it was too late. Both Link, Navi, and Hotohori has been checking to see if she was all right. Well, Navi was trying to pull link away, and the guards had protested Hotohori doing so, but who in their right mind tried to argue with the emperor?
So the bright light swallowed the three- four, if you counted the fairie- up, just as Nuriko walked in. Nuriko just gaped at the spot where they'd been, before throwing a fit.
"How dare she!! How dare that- that girl, thing, take my Hotohori-sama!? When I get my hands on her, I'll wring her neck!"
And the Nuriko thought about things. Without Hotohori here, who would act as Emperor? The country would go into a state of panic if they found out their emperor had disappeared. There was only one thing to do…
So, thirty minutes later, Nuriko reappeared… in the guise of the Emperor! Hey, it wouldn't be so bad, being a guy again. So what if it meant she had to make important decisions that would mean life and death for many people? Being in this position, she could see that Miaka's life literally became a living hell! And Tama-kins would most definitely be hers… err, his.
Gosh… I'm sorry that took so long. Originally, it was going to be RK, but… I changed my mind, and I thought I saw somebody requesting it. :shruggies: Oh well. As for the ending, I know it was kinda hurried, but I'm really tired, and I just wanted to get this out… :yawns: Anyway, you people REVIEW!!!!
Note to all you readers: Not all of the people Usagi 'abductees' are going to have possible relationships with her. That is up to you people, the reviewers, and is another incentive for you to review! And don't forget to tell me where you want to send her- I can only pick 13 more series considering the time frame I've allotted- though we don't necessarily have to have 13 more included. Actually, I guess it would be more like thirteen… And we don't necessarily have to use up all those slots.
As for the next chapter, I'd leave you a preview of it, but I don't know what I'm going to do just yet. ^^; And responses to peoples' reviews are below! Thanks again and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!
Aidenn Legacy: I'm glad it put you in a good mood! You have no idea what kind of confidence booster it was to get a review from someone as good as you. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. ^.^ About what you asked about Usagi's father finding out… *giggles* Well, he won't see her in the video game… but that's not to say he's not going to see some pretty interesting things. ^.~
CJ the female fox demon: Inu-Yasha I can do- however, I've never played Dynasty Warriors/Romance of the 3 Kingdoms. If you can explain it to me though, I might eventually attempt it.
Sweet Kawaii Angel: *grins* She will be making a pit stop there really soon… Yes, she will be paired up with someone. Once I've had her 'collect' them all, I'll let you guys chose. How's that sound?
Firefly-chan: ^^ Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed this so much! And here I was thinking I had a bad sense of humor… Perhaps not!
Midnight Lady: Link is hot, isn't he? *sigh*
Chibi Chibi: ^^ WK is a definite yes!
Crazy-Gurl: Usagi a heart breaker? I don't know about that, but it wouldn't be that hard to write in.
DoomKitty: Derriere? I've never heard of that word before… what's it mean? I've never played Metal Gear or Dino Crisis, but maybe if you can tell me what they're like, I'll consider it. Okay?
Mizzkitty9886: ^^ Most definitely going to continue!
UtenaAnthyAntics: You like my ficcie? I'm honored! Please get more of J-U- ri out soon, please??? ^^ I love that fic!
Youko Kitsune: Actually, I don't watch SM any more, either. I can only get my hands on the dubbed, and that's crappy stuff. The manga's much better. Ya know, I always thought I didn't have enough dialogue! ^^ Thanks for telling me that's a good thing; I always wondered about that… although I have to agree, there's just only so much dialogue a person should have to put up with.
Bunnicula03: ^^ I'm glad you like it so much! I hope this chapter met your standards.
moony: O.O Oh my goodness!! Somebody call the paramedics!! :freaks out:
Za Kaze no Nisou: Actually, I wasn't intending on putting GW into this. But if you think I should, then perhaps I will.
By: Tenshi no Nozomi
Email addy: tenshi_no_nozomi@hotmail.com
Warnings:
Same; some light character bashing. It's not that I dislike Ami, but she's kinda a boring character, and really easy to make fun of. As for Navi, I hate her.
Rating: Same
Disclaimer: Same; I don't own any of the medicinal products mentioned in this ficcie.
Chapter: Chapter 2
AN:
My replies to people's reviews will be at the bottom- I don't like having to take a lot of space up at the top, 'kay? So if you reviewed, I should at least have some small comment to make.
Well, goodness… I didn't think that I was going to get so many different requests! ^^ But it makes me happy to see that people are that interested in the story. I'll do what I can to put as many requests as I possibly can into the story, but there's only so much I can handle. After all, I have a few ideas of my own….
And because of all the positive reviews you people gave me, this chapter's going to be fairly long! Hope it's not too drawn out for you people. Tell me if it is, okay?
IMPORTANT: If any of you guys are on Neopets, and you don't yet belong to a Guild, then please check out: http://www.neopets.com/guilds/guild.phtml?oid=kiseikinoumi; an Anime Fanfiction Guild. I don't know of any other fanfic guilds, and a friend of mine started this. We only have three members at the moment, so it would be really, really cool if you guys would at least check it out and consider joining. Please?
Japanese Reference (For those who might need it)
Sugoi - Cool
Megamis - Goddesses
Okaasan - Mom, Mother
Odangoe - Dumpling
Atama – Head
Ginzuisho – Holy Silver Crystal
Bishonen – Pretty boy
Bai bai – Good bye
Bakas – Jerks
Miko – Priestess
Sora- Hey, Look!
NOTE: Somebody requested that I do FY- I think. But now I can't find their review to mention their name, so me thinks I'm going crazy. If I was you, please tell me. Anyway, this is for them!!!!
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Chapter Two: Complications (FY)
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Usagi sighed in relief now that the pain was gone. What on earth had that been, anyway? It didn't make sense that she should deal with a moment of excruciating pain, and then that it disappeared as suddenly as it had come… Oh well, can't change things like that, now can we?
Usagi realized that neurotic, talking tennis ball was currently speechless. In fact, so was Link- for that matter. Usagi'd never been the overly observant type like Ami, but upon taking a look around, she could see why her companions were so silent.
Number one, the surrounding buildings looked as though they'd been built on a movie set. Not fake- oh, no, more like suspiciously authentic ancient- Chinese style buildings. And as beautiful as it was, it was really creepy.
Number two, there were a bunch of gaurds walking around below, obviously patrolling what looked like a fancy courtyard, done up with the entire works. In fact, the weapons they were carrying looked frighteningly real. In fact, Usagi was getting a really bad feeling about it.
To conclude her observations, number three: they were on top of a roof. Yes. Somehow they'd managed to go from being in a dirt path in the middle of nowhere to a red, slanted roof.
Usagi hissed ever so quietly. "Link? Where are we?"
"I… dunno. I've never seen anything like this before. It's… incredible."
"Link… these tiles are really uncomfortable. They're hurting my butt…"
"Oh, yes, we really wanted to hear that…" Navi said in sarcastic whisper.
Usagi pouted slightly, and mumbled a few impolite comments under her breath.
"We'll wait until those guards pass, and then we'll get down," Link said decisively, hopefully thwarting any potential fights that might get them caught.
A few long, tense minutes passed before the guards left, leaving Usagi feeling very relieved and eager to get down. In fact, she decided to forget the fact that even though there was a floor under the roof to break her fall, and that gravity was an unforgiving law.
She well with a loud crash, in an ungraceful heap. Usagi groaned in pain, positive that there was going to be some kind of mark left from that experience. Navi flitted down, jabbering away about clumsy blondes, while Link just sighed and dropped over the side, landing in a crouched position.
Usagi took Link's offered hand, and stood up, dusting off her skirt and attempting to regain what was left of her dignity. She stuck her tongue out at the gloating fairy, and proceeded to use one of her hidden talents: Usagi's Infamous Rasberry.
Poor Navi was at a loss, and thoroughly irritated. Why? Because fairies, although they can manage some speech and the all-annoying "Hey!" don't have tongues. So the score was currently Usagi: 1, Navi: 0.
Before this could break out into full-scale war, voices came from nearby.
"…You love me," came the excited voice of a female, "Oh, Tama-kins I'm so happy!"
There was an audible growl that was unmistakably female and particularly irate, followed by the sound of a large wooden object crashing into someone.
A small tiff ensued, and footsteps came closer, preparing to turn the corner. Usagi panicked, and shoved Link and Navi into the nearest room, closely followed by herself.
Moments later, a particular violet-haired woman passed by, dragging behind her a tied-up, unconscious blue-haired seishi. She paused as she passed the doorway, looked around and shrugged, and continued on her way to her chambers.
Usagi peeked out the door, and then ducked her head back inside, closing it behind her. She turned around, and leaned against it, relaxing and letting out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.
"That was too close…"
"Wow, take a look at this, Link!" Navi flitted excitedly around a golden statue in the shape of a large bird. Usagi's eyes widened.
"Sugoi…"
"What is it, Navi?"
"The heck if I know… but it kinda reminds me of the statues of Din, Farore, and Nayru. You know, the ones that people go to worship the megamis at."
"Kinda like an idol, you mean?" Usagi asked, still unmoved from her position at the door, half afraid that somebody still might try to enter and find them.
"Something like that…"
While the fairy and Link speculated over what the great bird was supposed to be, Usagi just shook her head. Precious artifacts weren't really her thing, and all of this worry over an inanimate- though invaluable- bird was boring her to no end.
However, boredom jumped out the window on its own when she caught that scrumptious smell in the air. Wha… oooh, FOOD!!! It smells even better than Makoto's meals! Heck, it beat out okaasan's, too…
Well, even though she knew that she had had a fairly big meal earlier, she was hungry again. Maybe if she wasn't paying so much attention to her stomach's needs, she would have pondered over this fact. However, she was completely centered on the one fact that she needed more to eat, so any other thought got shoved out of her mind as she went in search for the source of that scrumptious scent.
"…Anyway, we really shouldn't be wasting our time here. If someone comes her and finds us, we could get in trouble. In fact, we should probably- … Usagi?" Link stopped talking, and looked around, with widening eyes as he saw that the room was empty but for Navi and himself.
"Yes! She disappeared!- I mean, oh, no! Where could she have gone?"
"I guess we'll just have to go look for her…"
"Damn! Liiii~nnnkkk…."
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The current scene in the Tsukino living room goes as follows…
Three girls sat on various pieces of furniture- two on the couch, and one in the recliner. A fourth one was seated on the ground, watching the energy monitor till the next change- a boring job, if you asked any one of the others, as compared to what was taking place on her computer. All of their thoughts were directed towards their leader, although most less violent than others.
Two talking cats- one white and as dumb as a stick, the other black and moderately intelligent argued over whose charge was the best behaved. Of course, considering the charges they were arguing over, neither one of them was a prime candidate in the area. That was put lightly, however, and many more things could be said that would be inappropriate.
Probably more disturbing a scene than those aforementioned, however, might be the little boy unconscious and tied and bound to a kitchen chair. He sagged in his bonds- that happened to be bungee cords and some old, fraying rope- and in his mouth rested a pair of socks to quiet him when he awoke.
The living room itself wasn't in too bad of shape. It was still fairly neat, with a few empty soda cans on the coffee table, a video-game guide, and a bowl of half-finished popcorn. The Felix-the-Cat clock on the wall with the annoying swishing eyes and tail showed the time as 5:07. All in all, things looked like they might turn out okay if the aforementioned leader were to come back, and resume her 'normal' life. Sadly enough for all the inanimate objects in a five mile radius, it did not appear that they would be so lucky.
"Wait a minute! She just stuffed herself full only… what, thirty, fourty minutes ago? Odangoe atama is a glutton, but what the heck is her problem!?" Rei was beyond irritated, and for obvious reasons. Their irresponsible leader was currently running around in her tv set, wreaking all sorts of havoc everywhere, and generally being even more stupid than she normally was.
"I think I can explain that. You see, the ginzuisho depends on Usagi's energy to run- kind of like a car does on fuel. Food and rest are Usagi's fuels to provide the energy for the ginzuisho. So even while its away from her currently- in her room actually- it's using her energy to grant her wish… which, in turn, needs an almost constant supply of it."
Rei turned her head to look at Ami ever so slowly. The expression on her face was one of pure horror, as her mind tried to cope with what Ami had just told her. "You mean to tell me that- that she's become some kind of human trash compactor for food? Some kind of nightmarish bottomless pit!?"
"You act like she isn't that way all the time, Rei," Ami pointed out matter- of-factly.
"Well, she is! But she's worse than ever now!"
"True… Just be thankful we're not there with her." Rei shuddered in response, and recessed into her own mind and thoughts, wondering if this was a sign from God.
"I still say it's going to be one of those guards, Mako-chan!" Whined Minako, placing down another 5,000 yen on the table.
"Yuck! And I say that it's going to be that blue haired hunk!" She slapped down another 5,000 yen in response.
Ami turned around and stared at the two feuding girls. "What on earth are you arguing about? And further more, you're underage and gambling!"
Minako blinked. "You act like that's illegal…"
Ami sighed, rubbed her temples, and chanted to herself mentally that murder was a crime, punishable by life in prison or death.
"We're betting on who Usagi's going to drag around on her crusade next. Minako thinks it's going to be one of those icky looking guards, but I'm betting on that bishonen guy that was hog-tied."
Ami could really feel it now. It was one of 'Those' headaches. Ya know, the kind you get when you're talking to an idiot, and you want so badly to throttle the idiot and put everyone out of their misery, but you can't, and they just WON'T LEAVE YOU ALONE? Yeah, that kind.
"You okay, Ames? You look kinda… stressed." Mako looked apprehensive, and her 'danger' signals were going off like crazy, but she was foolish enough to try and attempt speech. Minako, however, had either developed the ability to see the future, developed a stronger sense of survival, or else developed some common sense- Gods forbid- because she was scooting away from the irate blue haired, and generally shy blue-haired genius.
Stressed out? STRESSED OUT? Funny, that wasn't the word she had been searching for… In fact, she was about to clue them on it, when a voice interrupted them.
"What's going on here!?" That would be Kenji Tsukino… suspicious and boy- leery all over. Surveying the room, he might not have been so suspicious- but for the fact that his son was tied to a chair, and currently cutting some Z's when he was supposed to be studying for a test.
"Something wrong, dear?" Ikuku Tsukino: the mother of the household, wonderful cook and cleaner. Not to mention loving mother of two children, who were… odd in their own sense. Ikuku, who wasn't always totally quick- witted herself, could see the problem in the living room, however.
"Girls… Why is Shingo tied up like that? And where is Usagi?"
The girls all exchanged glances, as though hoping that their thoughts would magically collect to form a believable alibi.
"We've been playing Cowboys and Indians, Tsukino-san. Shingo's the hero cowboy, and right now he's our hostage."
The woman blinked, and looked closer. "Why does it look like he's unconscious, though?"
"He's playing monkey," Minako offered.
"Oro?"
Ami sighed. "What Minako means is he's playing 'possum'- he's attempting to fool us into believing he's asleep, when in reality he's ready to ambush us."
The woman blinked again, and then smiled. "Oh, well then, you kids have fun. Now, where is Usagi?"
"She's using the restroom," Makoto supplied breezily, apparently having thought that part of the question over herself. "Is there something you want to tell her?"
Ikuku smiled. "Well, we're a bit late now- so as much as I'd like to wait for her to get out, we really don't have time to waste. Kenji and I have to go to an important meeting for his work, and then we're going out to eat with associates of his. We won't be back till late- around twelve- so by then, you girls will have to be gone, and Usagi had better be in bed."
"All right, Tsukino-san, we'll be sure to tell her," Ami said, smiling innocently and sweetly. Ikuku smiled back just as warmly, all doubts put to rest. Surely such a bright, sweet girl as Ami would never lie to them? If only they knew the truth…
"Okay, have fun girls! Bai bai!" She replied, as she dragged her protesting and still suspicious husband. No words were uttered from anyone for several minutes, even after their departure. After that, everyone settled back down to see what was going on with their 'fearless leader…'
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~Back with Usagi…~
Usagi had been following the scent for about five minutes now, being careful not to wander away from it. It had been hard work, but with concentration, Usagi's nose worked better than a bloodhound's.
Her hard works had been rewarded, however- here, before her very eyes, a group of perhaps twenty or more chefs, working on what looked to be a meal fit for a king, with the proportions for a giant. Usagi subconsciously began to drool- if there was only one thing in the world better than guys, it was food.
Thinking of guys, wasn't there something- or rather someone- very important that she was supposed to remember? Usagi scrunched her nose in thought, and then shrugged her shoulders. If it was important, it would come back to her.
Refocusing on what Usagi considered important, she puzzled over how she could eat all that food before one of them saw her. In fact, she sat there for a few minutes thinking exceptionally hard over the manner, before she finally gave off. Her brain was kind of a lost cause, so why bother?
She crawled forward on her hands and knees, quickly slipping under the table. She watched from there, waiting for the perfect moment.
Finally, after what seemed forever of being hunched up under the low table, her time finally came: all of the chefs were busy with some kind of work or another. Instantly, she crawled out from under the table- though remained in a crouched position- and began to empty food into her mouth in record time.
In less than five minutes, she had inhaled half of the food on the table- and in another five, she had finished it all off. Quieting her burp, she silently fled the kitchen. After she had exited as quietly as she had come, she patted her stomach in contentment, and set off on her way to wherever her feet felt like taking her.
Of course, had she stayed in the hallway for a few more minutes, she might have heard and seen something interesting…
It only took a few minutes for one of the cooks to notice the missing food. And once they had, the over-all feeling of panic spread faster than the common cold through a typical American school.
"It must have been the poltergeists," cried one, as he proceeded to rip his hair out.
"Yeah, the happened about a month ago," cried another one, sniffling and crying onto his sleeve.
"You bakas, this happens once a week!" A third one said, ready to kill something.
"It only started happening after a certain Miko showed up…" Growled a fourth.
"Yeah! And she doesn't even say thank you after she eats it all!" Cried the third again in agreement.
"This shouldn't be allowed!" The first one cried, hands balled into fists, complete with fistfuls of dark hair in his hand.
"Hey, Tatsu, you look kind of funny with those bald spots…" Said one voice in the crowd of many enraged cooks.
"I say we teach this little girl a lesson!" Cried the fourth again. This was followed with cheers and applause.
"We can picket! And make clever little slogans!" One said, his hands clasped together, and eyes twinkling. Of course, a few of his co-workers backed away from him, but he didn't notice it.
The leader of the bunch frowned, and said, "Or… we could cut off her head!"
"But don't we need her for the summoning of Suzaku?" Cried out the same voice from the crowd.
The leader just snorted, and said, " If Suzaku would summon such a lazy, piggish girl to be the Miko, then Suzaku be damned for his horrible decision making skills!"
Somewhere up in the heavens, Suzaku frowned. How dare this man question his judgment?
"You know, he has a point," nagged Seiryu, ever annoying.
Suzaku frowned. Oh, yes, this mortal had best be wary of thunderstorms in the next few lifetimes. Suzaku would not refrain from smiting this human. Once you were on Suzaku's personal Shit List, you did not get off. Ever.
Back with the group of cooks, they were now arguing on just how they were going to kill the Miko- either by beheading, or by shiskibobbing, it was undecided. As fate would have it, the Miko in question chose that time to walk in to the kitchen, being the moron she was.
"Hey, where's all the food?"
And all conversation stopped, and about twenty five sets of narrowed eyes landed on the slightly chubby Miko. An unspoken 'charge!' was issued, and the Miko ran away screaming, followed by a hoard of yelling, insane chefs armed with butcher knives
Nuriko, who had been passing by, watched this in mild amusement. She shrugged, however, thinking that the young Miko could use the exercise… not to mention it would give her a good opportunity to get better acquainted with his Majesty. She 'ho-ho'ed in the opposite direction, mind filled with visions of Hotohori-glomping.
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Usagi had been going on her merry way, when several unfortunate things happened to her.
Number one, she ran into a group of gaurds, instantly being sent into a jail cell, with the other option of being shishkabobbed on a dozen spears.
Number two, she had met Link and Navi there- neither one being exactly pleased to see her. Apparently, it was her fault they were in there- if she had not wandered off, Navi had bellowed, they would not have gotten caught. In fact, not even Link was talking to her. Which was a bad sign, all in all.
Number three, though, really took the cake. Some emperor dude was going to come here and decide whether or not they got to be executioned or set free. Things just kept getting better and better.
Of course, when the guy actually walked in, Usagi could not complain. He looked absolutely gorgeous… a true bishonen! In fact, she might have said so, if she weren't afraid for her life, and those of her companions.
During the interrogations, though…. Something bad happened. Usagi began to feel that same horrible pain building up. So she got to clutch at her stomach in front of two hot guys!
"Usagi-san, what…?"
"Are you all right?"
"Sora… this seems familiar…. AHHH! Link, get away from her right now-"
Of course, by then it was too late. Both Link, Navi, and Hotohori has been checking to see if she was all right. Well, Navi was trying to pull link away, and the guards had protested Hotohori doing so, but who in their right mind tried to argue with the emperor?
So the bright light swallowed the three- four, if you counted the fairie- up, just as Nuriko walked in. Nuriko just gaped at the spot where they'd been, before throwing a fit.
"How dare she!! How dare that- that girl, thing, take my Hotohori-sama!? When I get my hands on her, I'll wring her neck!"
And the Nuriko thought about things. Without Hotohori here, who would act as Emperor? The country would go into a state of panic if they found out their emperor had disappeared. There was only one thing to do…
So, thirty minutes later, Nuriko reappeared… in the guise of the Emperor! Hey, it wouldn't be so bad, being a guy again. So what if it meant she had to make important decisions that would mean life and death for many people? Being in this position, she could see that Miaka's life literally became a living hell! And Tama-kins would most definitely be hers… err, his.
Gosh… I'm sorry that took so long. Originally, it was going to be RK, but… I changed my mind, and I thought I saw somebody requesting it. :shruggies: Oh well. As for the ending, I know it was kinda hurried, but I'm really tired, and I just wanted to get this out… :yawns: Anyway, you people REVIEW!!!!
Note to all you readers: Not all of the people Usagi 'abductees' are going to have possible relationships with her. That is up to you people, the reviewers, and is another incentive for you to review! And don't forget to tell me where you want to send her- I can only pick 13 more series considering the time frame I've allotted- though we don't necessarily have to have 13 more included. Actually, I guess it would be more like thirteen… And we don't necessarily have to use up all those slots.
As for the next chapter, I'd leave you a preview of it, but I don't know what I'm going to do just yet. ^^; And responses to peoples' reviews are below! Thanks again and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!
Aidenn Legacy: I'm glad it put you in a good mood! You have no idea what kind of confidence booster it was to get a review from someone as good as you. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. ^.^ About what you asked about Usagi's father finding out… *giggles* Well, he won't see her in the video game… but that's not to say he's not going to see some pretty interesting things. ^.~
CJ the female fox demon: Inu-Yasha I can do- however, I've never played Dynasty Warriors/Romance of the 3 Kingdoms. If you can explain it to me though, I might eventually attempt it.
Sweet Kawaii Angel: *grins* She will be making a pit stop there really soon… Yes, she will be paired up with someone. Once I've had her 'collect' them all, I'll let you guys chose. How's that sound?
Firefly-chan: ^^ Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed this so much! And here I was thinking I had a bad sense of humor… Perhaps not!
Midnight Lady: Link is hot, isn't he? *sigh*
Chibi Chibi: ^^ WK is a definite yes!
Crazy-Gurl: Usagi a heart breaker? I don't know about that, but it wouldn't be that hard to write in.
DoomKitty: Derriere? I've never heard of that word before… what's it mean? I've never played Metal Gear or Dino Crisis, but maybe if you can tell me what they're like, I'll consider it. Okay?
Mizzkitty9886: ^^ Most definitely going to continue!
UtenaAnthyAntics: You like my ficcie? I'm honored! Please get more of J-U- ri out soon, please??? ^^ I love that fic!
Youko Kitsune: Actually, I don't watch SM any more, either. I can only get my hands on the dubbed, and that's crappy stuff. The manga's much better. Ya know, I always thought I didn't have enough dialogue! ^^ Thanks for telling me that's a good thing; I always wondered about that… although I have to agree, there's just only so much dialogue a person should have to put up with.
Bunnicula03: ^^ I'm glad you like it so much! I hope this chapter met your standards.
moony: O.O Oh my goodness!! Somebody call the paramedics!! :freaks out:
Za Kaze no Nisou: Actually, I wasn't intending on putting GW into this. But if you think I should, then perhaps I will.