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Miko owned Fushigi Yugi noda, would I write fan fiction and would Nuriko
NOT be with Hotohori in the series noda?
Noda no Miko: K'nnichiwa noda!! Ee! I have more than thirty reviews na noda! I'm so happy! I want to thank the reviewers because with out them, there would be no Bekku Hakushi noda! Domo Arigatou!
Nuriko: Yes, she may be mentally insane, but we love her.
Tomo: As long as she's happy…
Noda no Miko: Oh, right! I almost forgot noda! This chapter is dedicated to Butterfly Ishida! (She likes Hoto-Nuri noda)
Tasuki: Right, are you quite finished?
Kouji: My guess is no.
Noda no Miko: Meg-chan also reviews EVERY chapter!!! Thank you Meg- chan noda!!!!!! ^_^_^_^!!!!
Kouji: What'd I tell ya?
Noda no Miko: Okay, I'm done now noda.
Hotohori: So we can finally get to my chapter?
Noda no Miko: Hai!
Hotohori: Good, this is a wonderful chapter, well, because I did it, might I say that it's very complex… *explains for three hours*
Tomo: *wakes up* Huh, nani? Okay, he's done blabbering…ka…ka…ka…
Noda no Miko: ON WITH THE FIC NODA!!!
Everyone else: ,;;;; Where does she get all of that energy??? *Worry, worry*
//*~Heika~*//
Ryuuen and I were on the front doorstep to my house…making out. I think that's the correct term... I've never been that good with using slang. I'm not quite sure how it happened. He had driven me home, (if my mother and father had taken me, I would have arrived in a limousine, not a good vehicle to go…'clubbing' in)
We were saying goodnight and he smiled at me. The next thing I know, *this* was happening. Not that I mind. Not that I mind at all in fact. It feels physically weird, but emotionally, it's wonderful. I've never really been kissed before, which must be something of a social disfiguration considering I'm eighteen years of age.
It was sometime before we parted. Ryuuen's cheeks were flaming bright red underneath the porch light. I wondered silently what was the difference between a good kiss and a bad kiss and how can you tell the difference as Ryuuen's hands ghosted to his cheeks, his middle finger neatly covering the beauty mark just underneath his left eye.
"Is something the matter?" I asked. He shook his head in a vacant sort of way. I felt the corners of my mouth turn down in a frown.
"You didn't like that did you? Sorry…" I said quietly. He looked up at me and smiled. I suppose that he thought I looked funny because he giggled into his hand.
"You just caught me by surprise! Heika-sama, don't be silly!"
Silly?
I was silly?
I brushed it off and allowed myself a tiny smile. So he didn't mind then. I took the hand he had been laughing in into both of mine.
"Call me Heika. We are the same age, you don't have to use that formality." I said quietly. Ryuuen nodded.
"O-okay Heika." He replied. He stood on tiptoe and kissed my cheek.
"See you tomorrow!" He called over his shoulder as he ran to his big Volkswagen van. I waved as the car started up, and as it was pulling out of the driveway, I unlocked the door and crept quietly inside. The lights were on but they're always on in my house, my parents were most likely asleep by n-
"You were certainly out late this evening Heika." Unless my mother had decided to wait up for me, like she is now…
"Yes, I was at the park." I lied. My mother would most certainly not approve of me being at a nightclub. She looked at me quizzically.
"Until this late?" my mind raced for another activity.
"Then I went to dinner with friends." I said quickly. My mother's mouth formed a perfect 'o' shape. She smiled knowingly.
"I see." She sunk gracefully into the green satin sofa.
"Sit down Heika." She said motioning toward the red armchair. I began to back pedal slightly.
"That's alright mother, I'm quite tired, I think I'll head off to bed." I said raising my hands defensively.
"Oh, but Heika darling, this is important, please sit down." I sighed and made my way over to the armchair. If this was another one of her lectures about how to properly shampoo my hair, I'm leaving right this moment. I cleared my throat and brushed some of my hair behind my ear.
"Yes, mother?" I asked. A smug smile wove its way around her lips.
"I saw you on the porch before you came in." I felt all the blood drain from my face. I inwardly began to panic.
My parents are so…so…well…they're bigots. My father already made it quite clear he doesn't want us to see any one that is the same gender or different race or religion as we are. I was in trouble, I was in trouble, I was in trouble! My mother laughed.
"Heika, don't look so shocked!" she said as she fussed over her hair. "It's perfectly normal for young men your age to feel that way."
"Mother, Ryuuen-" I began
"Seems like a very nice young woman." mother said reaching over and patting my shoulder. I stared at her with my mouth agape. She thought Ryuuen was female. "I should like to meet her. I would think that your father would too." mother completely ignored me while I was trying to tell her otherwise.
"Oh! I know! You can have her over for dinner tomorrow!" she continued.
"Yes, mother that's very nice but-"
"You know Heika, now that I think of it, I've never really seen you with a girl before."
"Well you technically still haven't because-"
"Is she your first girlfriend?" mother asked.
"Well, my first-"
"Oh, she must be! That's why I've never seen you with another girl! How sweet!"
"Uhm, mother Ryuuen is not what she seems." I said, proud that for the first time this evening I had gotten in a full sentence.
"Oh well, I didn't expect her to be in the same social standing as we are darling, you certainly could tell she wasn't by the way she dresses!" What was wrong with the way Ryuuen dressed? I liked his oversized sweaters, chino pants, and the loafers that are ever-present on his feet.
"Well-" I began
"I still don't see why you didn't go with that Houki girl we introduced to you, a very accomplished, well-rounded young lady." I rubbed my forehead.
"She had a boyfriend." I reminded her. Mother waved that away and began to chatter more.
"She looks so similar to that- what's her name Heika? Ryuuen? That's quite a strange name for a girl,"
"That's because-"
"Oh, it must be some lower class thing…You are still having her over for dinner correct?" I *hated* being interrupted, I *hate* when people manipulate me into doing what the want. This was all so familiar. It was like…the advisors…all ways making me do as they see fit…had I been there for…for…Ryuuen, had they let me go…the beast… I shook my head to clear it of the strange thoughts that had been plaguing as of late.
"We could serve poached eggs and wild duck, that is your favorite after all."
"No it isn't." I said through clenched teeth. I had never liked poached eggs and wild duck. And she wonders why I never eat it. My mother looked confused.
"It isn't?" she asked. "What could be better?" I thought for a moment.
"Pizza. Pizza with red round things…err…pepperoni and eating it with my friends with out an escort hovering over my shoulder." I said.
"Oh and who are your friends?"
"Aono, Kouji, Genrou, and Ri. You wouldn't like them mother, the live in an apartment with not enough money to buy even furniture, they have lots of body piercings and Kouji and Genrou swear like carpenters with nine fingers. I was at a nightclub tonight listening to them sing. They're in a rock band and when they dance they swivel their hips." I sat back satisfied while mother stared at me open-mouthed.
"H-Heika, did Ryuuen introduce you to these…people?" And, folks she uses the term loosely.
"Yes mother *he* did." Mother's jaw dropped even more.
"H-h-he? You were-?" It was my turn to smile smugly.
"Kissing a guy. Yes." I replied coolly. I stood and began to leave. "If you don't mind mother, I think I'm going to go for a ride." I walked calmly out the door. There. Now I feel much better. I walked up the driveway (it's almost a half a mile long) and into the garage. Our family has at least six or seven cars. (Which I think pointless because we have a chauffer that takes us everywhere) I don't keep track of them. I do know which two are mine. I tried to decide which one to drive in. I finally settled on the shiny, shiny red one, because, well, red's my favorite color and it was shiny and quiet so I'd be less likely to wake any one else. I pulled out of the drive way and drove quietly down the street.
Noda no Miko: That's all for the time being noda!!
Hotohori: Really? ::sad eyes:: Okay…
Noda no Miko: But we'll be back soooooon noda!
Hotohori: Goody!! (?,? sometimes it's better not to ask what they've been drinking noda…)
Tasuki: What's th' next chapter about?
Noda no Miko: You'll have to wait and see na noda!
Kouji: She never tells…
Noda no Miko: Demo, another piece of the puzzle shall be revealed!
Tomo: This is gunna be a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig yaoi thing right?
Noda no Miko: I need help with biiiiiig citrus noda…anyone out there any good?
Noda no Miko: K'nnichiwa noda!! Ee! I have more than thirty reviews na noda! I'm so happy! I want to thank the reviewers because with out them, there would be no Bekku Hakushi noda! Domo Arigatou!
Nuriko: Yes, she may be mentally insane, but we love her.
Tomo: As long as she's happy…
Noda no Miko: Oh, right! I almost forgot noda! This chapter is dedicated to Butterfly Ishida! (She likes Hoto-Nuri noda)
Tasuki: Right, are you quite finished?
Kouji: My guess is no.
Noda no Miko: Meg-chan also reviews EVERY chapter!!! Thank you Meg- chan noda!!!!!! ^_^_^_^!!!!
Kouji: What'd I tell ya?
Noda no Miko: Okay, I'm done now noda.
Hotohori: So we can finally get to my chapter?
Noda no Miko: Hai!
Hotohori: Good, this is a wonderful chapter, well, because I did it, might I say that it's very complex… *explains for three hours*
Tomo: *wakes up* Huh, nani? Okay, he's done blabbering…ka…ka…ka…
Noda no Miko: ON WITH THE FIC NODA!!!
Everyone else: ,;;;; Where does she get all of that energy??? *Worry, worry*
//*~Heika~*//
Ryuuen and I were on the front doorstep to my house…making out. I think that's the correct term... I've never been that good with using slang. I'm not quite sure how it happened. He had driven me home, (if my mother and father had taken me, I would have arrived in a limousine, not a good vehicle to go…'clubbing' in)
We were saying goodnight and he smiled at me. The next thing I know, *this* was happening. Not that I mind. Not that I mind at all in fact. It feels physically weird, but emotionally, it's wonderful. I've never really been kissed before, which must be something of a social disfiguration considering I'm eighteen years of age.
It was sometime before we parted. Ryuuen's cheeks were flaming bright red underneath the porch light. I wondered silently what was the difference between a good kiss and a bad kiss and how can you tell the difference as Ryuuen's hands ghosted to his cheeks, his middle finger neatly covering the beauty mark just underneath his left eye.
"Is something the matter?" I asked. He shook his head in a vacant sort of way. I felt the corners of my mouth turn down in a frown.
"You didn't like that did you? Sorry…" I said quietly. He looked up at me and smiled. I suppose that he thought I looked funny because he giggled into his hand.
"You just caught me by surprise! Heika-sama, don't be silly!"
Silly?
I was silly?
I brushed it off and allowed myself a tiny smile. So he didn't mind then. I took the hand he had been laughing in into both of mine.
"Call me Heika. We are the same age, you don't have to use that formality." I said quietly. Ryuuen nodded.
"O-okay Heika." He replied. He stood on tiptoe and kissed my cheek.
"See you tomorrow!" He called over his shoulder as he ran to his big Volkswagen van. I waved as the car started up, and as it was pulling out of the driveway, I unlocked the door and crept quietly inside. The lights were on but they're always on in my house, my parents were most likely asleep by n-
"You were certainly out late this evening Heika." Unless my mother had decided to wait up for me, like she is now…
"Yes, I was at the park." I lied. My mother would most certainly not approve of me being at a nightclub. She looked at me quizzically.
"Until this late?" my mind raced for another activity.
"Then I went to dinner with friends." I said quickly. My mother's mouth formed a perfect 'o' shape. She smiled knowingly.
"I see." She sunk gracefully into the green satin sofa.
"Sit down Heika." She said motioning toward the red armchair. I began to back pedal slightly.
"That's alright mother, I'm quite tired, I think I'll head off to bed." I said raising my hands defensively.
"Oh, but Heika darling, this is important, please sit down." I sighed and made my way over to the armchair. If this was another one of her lectures about how to properly shampoo my hair, I'm leaving right this moment. I cleared my throat and brushed some of my hair behind my ear.
"Yes, mother?" I asked. A smug smile wove its way around her lips.
"I saw you on the porch before you came in." I felt all the blood drain from my face. I inwardly began to panic.
My parents are so…so…well…they're bigots. My father already made it quite clear he doesn't want us to see any one that is the same gender or different race or religion as we are. I was in trouble, I was in trouble, I was in trouble! My mother laughed.
"Heika, don't look so shocked!" she said as she fussed over her hair. "It's perfectly normal for young men your age to feel that way."
"Mother, Ryuuen-" I began
"Seems like a very nice young woman." mother said reaching over and patting my shoulder. I stared at her with my mouth agape. She thought Ryuuen was female. "I should like to meet her. I would think that your father would too." mother completely ignored me while I was trying to tell her otherwise.
"Oh! I know! You can have her over for dinner tomorrow!" she continued.
"Yes, mother that's very nice but-"
"You know Heika, now that I think of it, I've never really seen you with a girl before."
"Well you technically still haven't because-"
"Is she your first girlfriend?" mother asked.
"Well, my first-"
"Oh, she must be! That's why I've never seen you with another girl! How sweet!"
"Uhm, mother Ryuuen is not what she seems." I said, proud that for the first time this evening I had gotten in a full sentence.
"Oh well, I didn't expect her to be in the same social standing as we are darling, you certainly could tell she wasn't by the way she dresses!" What was wrong with the way Ryuuen dressed? I liked his oversized sweaters, chino pants, and the loafers that are ever-present on his feet.
"Well-" I began
"I still don't see why you didn't go with that Houki girl we introduced to you, a very accomplished, well-rounded young lady." I rubbed my forehead.
"She had a boyfriend." I reminded her. Mother waved that away and began to chatter more.
"She looks so similar to that- what's her name Heika? Ryuuen? That's quite a strange name for a girl,"
"That's because-"
"Oh, it must be some lower class thing…You are still having her over for dinner correct?" I *hated* being interrupted, I *hate* when people manipulate me into doing what the want. This was all so familiar. It was like…the advisors…all ways making me do as they see fit…had I been there for…for…Ryuuen, had they let me go…the beast… I shook my head to clear it of the strange thoughts that had been plaguing as of late.
"We could serve poached eggs and wild duck, that is your favorite after all."
"No it isn't." I said through clenched teeth. I had never liked poached eggs and wild duck. And she wonders why I never eat it. My mother looked confused.
"It isn't?" she asked. "What could be better?" I thought for a moment.
"Pizza. Pizza with red round things…err…pepperoni and eating it with my friends with out an escort hovering over my shoulder." I said.
"Oh and who are your friends?"
"Aono, Kouji, Genrou, and Ri. You wouldn't like them mother, the live in an apartment with not enough money to buy even furniture, they have lots of body piercings and Kouji and Genrou swear like carpenters with nine fingers. I was at a nightclub tonight listening to them sing. They're in a rock band and when they dance they swivel their hips." I sat back satisfied while mother stared at me open-mouthed.
"H-Heika, did Ryuuen introduce you to these…people?" And, folks she uses the term loosely.
"Yes mother *he* did." Mother's jaw dropped even more.
"H-h-he? You were-?" It was my turn to smile smugly.
"Kissing a guy. Yes." I replied coolly. I stood and began to leave. "If you don't mind mother, I think I'm going to go for a ride." I walked calmly out the door. There. Now I feel much better. I walked up the driveway (it's almost a half a mile long) and into the garage. Our family has at least six or seven cars. (Which I think pointless because we have a chauffer that takes us everywhere) I don't keep track of them. I do know which two are mine. I tried to decide which one to drive in. I finally settled on the shiny, shiny red one, because, well, red's my favorite color and it was shiny and quiet so I'd be less likely to wake any one else. I pulled out of the drive way and drove quietly down the street.
Noda no Miko: That's all for the time being noda!!
Hotohori: Really? ::sad eyes:: Okay…
Noda no Miko: But we'll be back soooooon noda!
Hotohori: Goody!! (?,? sometimes it's better not to ask what they've been drinking noda…)
Tasuki: What's th' next chapter about?
Noda no Miko: You'll have to wait and see na noda!
Kouji: She never tells…
Noda no Miko: Demo, another piece of the puzzle shall be revealed!
Tomo: This is gunna be a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig yaoi thing right?
Noda no Miko: I need help with biiiiiig citrus noda…anyone out there any good?