Well......here's Chapter Nine!! *grin grin* I hope you guys liked Chapter Eight.....I know that it had a LOT of mistakes.......but that's because it was 2 a.m. and I wanted to get it finished before I went to bed.....So......gomen. *bows* Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this new chapter!! (Hmmm....like anyone reads this fic, anyways....*grins*) FYI: Terry McGuinness is from Batman Beyond. *grins*
Gotta Catch A Bishonen!
Chapter Nine
Once again, the group of Bishonen and their trainers were wandering through the forest, hoping against hope that they wouldn't get lost.......again. But, fortunately, they had Kenshin this time, and he knew his way around the forest. He wandered slowly, often going off the regular trail, analyzing the ground before him.
For some reason, Arashi felt uncomfortable about this, and every so often she would look at Kenshin in suspicion. It turned out that she was right.
"We're lost," Kenshin announced three hours later, when the group had stopped for a rest. Duet's eyes widened when she heard this announcement, and she glared at her red-headed Bishonen dangerously.
"What was that?" she asked, edging closer to the samurai. Wufei, Duo, and Vegeta looked at each other nervously and began to edge away from their trainer. They knew the danger known as Duet, and they wanted to be far away when she started yelling at Kenshin. It still amazed them that someone so small could reach such decibels.
Arashi stayed where she was......but she covered her ears. Like Duet's Bishonen, she knew what would happen if you annoyed Duet; in fact, she had fourteen years of experience in dealing with her younger sister.
Kenshin looked around nervously, seeing Duet's other three Bishonen edge away, and watching as Arashi and her Bishonen covered their ears. Then, he prepared himself for the worse. "We're lost, indeed we are," he repeated once again.
Duet scowled. "What do you mean, we're lost??!! You told me that you know your way around this forest!!"
Kenshin gulped nervously, wiping fear-sweat from his brow. "Well.....I meant to say that I know my way around the other forest......right now, we're in a completely different one."
Duet's eyes widened. She glared at him, a growl starting in the back of her throat. Oh, no.... Arashi thought, feeling deeply sorry for Kenshin. She huddled closer to the ground, trying to not look like a target. When you get Duet truly angry, she was worse than Dorothy!!
Stomping over to her backpack, Duet quickly began to search through it. When she had found what she wanted, she grinned smugly and brought it out. Arashi snickered when she saw what Duet had. It was a frying pan. The Frying Pan of Doom Arashi had affectionately nick named it.
Duet made her way slowly towards the red-headed Bishonen, and Kenshin slowly began to back up. She brought the frying pan over her head and was about to bonk him with it when he reached for his reversed blade katana and chopped it off, right above the handle. Duet brought it down and stared at the handle in shock. The rest of the frying pan was on the ground before her.
Then, with a growl, she launched herself at Kenshin. A huge dust cloud formed around them, masking the fight. But, still, the others could hear punches and kicks and shouts of "YOU BAKA!!" and "Oro?!"
Finally, after several minutes, Arashi got tired of the fight. Turning to Goku and Juunana, she asked, "Can you please break up the fight??" They grinned at her and nodded. Both Bishonen walked up to the huge dust cloud and reached in. Goku pulled out Kenshin, setting him gently to his feet. The red-head's eyes were little swirls, and he had several bumps on his head.
Juunana brought out a scowling Duet. He slung her over his shoulder and walked over to were the others sat. He dumped her on her butt unceremoniously. She glared up at him, and he glared back.
Seeing this, Arashi sighed and leaned against Trunks, rubbing her temple. She could feel a headache coming on, and they still had six hours to go before sunset. Also, they had to figure out a way to get out of the forest and back to civilization. Suddenly, the headache worsened.
Just my luck.... she thought. Sighing, she stood up and tried to give her brightest grin to the group. "C'mon guys...no more fighting. Let's go off in...this direction." She pointed west and set off in that direction, not looking back. She knew that her Bishonen would follow her, and Duet had no other choice to, too.
Please......please let this path take us to a town........ Arashi hoped, crossing her fingers silently.
Several Days Later........
The group crawled through the town's main gates, utterly exhausted. They had traveled almost non-stop since they had left the town known as The Maxwell Church: SSG; but, luckily, the direction that Arashi had chosen did, in fact, lead them to a town....this town.
With a grunt of effort, Arashi reached into her back pocket and brought out a dirty, beat up map. She squinted at it, trying to discover where they were. Finally, she spotted it. A town that shared the same landmarks that this town had.
"We're in Merchant Town," she mumbled, her eyes slowly drifting shut. Soon, she was fast asleep.
"Isn't.....isn't that where you can get Bishonen.....for a price?" Duet asked, interested. But her question fell on deaf ears. She glanced over at her sister and discovered that she was deeply asleep. Duet grinned, then covered a yawn of her own. Soon, her eyes, also, drifted shut.
The next morning, Arashi awoke with a yawn. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Looking around, she discovered that everyone was still asleep on beds of their own. She frowned thoughtfully, thinking that the building looked familiar. Her thoughts were interrupted by loud snores coming from Duo and Goku.
Arashi grimaced, shaking her head in defeat. Never mind..... she thought. I'll just look around. When she got out of bed, she was surprised to find that she was only wearing an oversized shirt. True, it came to mid-thigh and covered her, but Arashi was still uncomfortable. Looking around for her own clothes, she was startled to find that her backpack, which held her clothes, wasn't in the room.
Arashi's frown deepened. Then she shrugged. Oh, well. She made her way around the sleeping figures and walked out of the doorway. She looked both ways, unsure of which way to go.
"Well....left is right and right is wrong...." she murmured to herself. Grinning, Arashi took the left pathway. After about ten minutes, she found herself in a huge laboratory. It seemed to stretch on forever, Arashi couldn't even see the other side. Frowning, she walked deeper into the lab, occasionally touching a test tube or a strange machine.
Finally, she stopped in front of a huge glass tube. There was a person inside. It was curled up in a fetal position, arms wrapped tightly against it's knees. Dark black hair floated gently in the liquid, stirring in an unknown current. Stepping closer, Arashi put her hand against the glass. She shivered when she felt it; it was deathly cold. Suddenly, the eyes opened.
It was a Bishonen! Icy blue met cool gray.
Arashi's eyes widened. It was a Terry McGuinness!! He reached out, his fingers apart. Slowly, he pressed his hand against the glass; even through the thick tube, Arashi could feel the warmth his hand gave off.
"I see you've found my little troublemaker," a soft voice whispered from behind her. Arashi jumped, startled. She quickly turned around, her wide gray eyes searching the shadows.
An old woman stepped out of the shadows from Arashi's right. She smiled softly and Arashi's look of shock, her smile gentle and caring. She was small, even smaller than Duet. The top of her head came only to Arashi's waist. Her hair was snow white and was cropped closely around her head. The old woman's eyes were a dark, mesmerizing green; crinkles spread out from the corner of those amazing eyes, living testimonies that the woman worked hard, but laughed often.
"Hello, my dear," the woman said. "I'm Professor Maple, and I'm in charge of this Bishonen Center. I found you and your friends when I went for my jog last night. You must have all been extremely exhausted, for it's very hard to make a Goku unconscious."
Arashi blinked, then gave a grin of her own. "Well, that's true," she answered, thinking of all the times when everyone was tired or exhausted or sleepy, except for Goku.
She returned her attention back to Terry. "Why do you have him in this......this....this prison?" she asked, frowning slightly.
Professor Maple sighed. "He's extremely hard to handle; and because of that, I'm forced to put him in this containment cell. You should see him when he gets a hold of his Batman suit!! He's extremely powerful, and I can't control him, like I can the others. It's all very sad, really. I can't let him out until he finds a trainer that he actually wants."
But Arashi wasn't listening to this. She was focused completely on Terry, who had floated closer to her. They stared at each other for a moment, the Arashi once again pressed her hand against the tube. He looked at her assessingly, then pressed his own hand against hers. Professor Maple watched all this with an interested look on her face. She began to grin broadly when Terry looked away from Arashi and turned his gaze to the elderly Professor. He gestured towards Arashi, his face set.
Professor Maple grinned, then tapped Arashi on her shoulder. Looking puzzled, the red-head turned her attention to the Professor.
"Well.....it's looks as if Terry has chosen a new trainer," Professor Maple announced happily, grining broadly, her crinkles deepening even more so.
Arashi stared at her, a dumbfounded look on her face. Then.... "NANI?!"