Blast you
Author: Silhouette
Websites: http://www.eddiec.cjb.net (Homepage)
http://www.silhouette.cjb.net (Rukawa)
http://www.thunderstormsenru.cjb.net (SenRu)
Genre: Humor (??)
Ratings: Eh well…PG-13?
Author's note: …zzz…
Disclaimer: *Beep* SD does not belong to me…*Beep* I'm just so jealous of Inoue-sensei…
Summary: What happens when the SD people are out-of-character? Go figure… ^^;; As usual, these crap will end at Chapter 8, so you know what to expect. ^___^
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Special thanks to: sLL, BloomingDeath, Razzberrie-chan, miku, Jo-sen7, akane, Jay-chan (snickers), tensaispira, renei (desperately looking forward to your next chappie) and last but not least, lambie!
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Thanks for calling in to compliment 'Blast you', and this baka juvenile director would do her best to improve on future episodes.
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Episode two
[Opening theme song]
/Screen explodes with the words "Blast you!" falling into place. /
{Okay, I knew that song was lame.}
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|| It was yet another beautiful Saturday, with light fluffy white clouds flying over the blue sky…a duck swims across the lake and says, "Quack." ||
Rukawa drew the wet towel over the car, a look of resignation on his handsome face.
"Only 89 more times (weeks) to go…89 more times to go…" He muttered, scrubbing away a certain spot on the windscreen of the humongous cargo carrion. Why on Earth did that girl even think of driving some monster like this? She's sick; she called that thing 'darling'. He sighed again, bending down to soak the towel in the tub of water. For some strange reasons she seemed to be capable of getting it all muddy and yucky at the end of a week. What exactly did she do? Rolled in the mud, maybe.
"Oy…Rukawa! Scrub harder! I expect my darling to be in tip-top conditions when I come back," An overly cheerful voice rang out, "Oh, yes, and I'm borrowing your bike, okay?"
Before Rukawa could even protest, the black cloud of a girl (??) had already vanished round a corner of the street. He sighed, and mourned for his bike.
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He bent down, narrowed his eyes, and dealt the blow to the white ball. It hit the targeted magenta one, which rolled into the net. "Yosh," Kogure smiled, "You lost."
The other men looked livid, "You cheated!" One of them yelled.
Kogure smiled again, "Oh really?" He made a few steps closer to the offending man and grabbed his collar, "How come I didn't know that?" His eyes gleamed dangerously, as though challenging the men to doubt his skills. He swiftly dropped the other man and smirked at the rest, "So, what do you think?" He cracked his knuckles, the same evil smile on his good-looking face.
"Forget it…you take the money, and get out!" The leader among the gang managed to say. Kogure had a pretty 'good' reputation in the underworld.
"Thank you," He smiled resolutely, took the money, and started to walk out.
The gangsters cursed under their breaths, when Kogure suddenly stopped in his path and turned, eyeing the leader with a smirk on his face again. W…what is it?
"Oh yeah, you," He indicated, "Forgot to zip your fly?"
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Fujima pushed the specs higher on his nose bridge and continued reading.
[A/N: All right, can you just imagine Fujima wearing specs?]
"Oh no…ah…how could this happen…ugh…" He moaned over the gory contents of the book he was reading.
Well, our dear Fujima is a bookworm. A hundred-percent no cheat no discount – bookworm.
The waitress eyed the brown-haired boy cautiously, and she hoped that he doesn't burst into tears like he did the last time. It scared all the customers away.
Right, it wasn't his fault, anyway, his favorite character in the story died. Poor Fujima.
It's a pity that he's a weirdo; this guy's pretty good-looking.
A shadow cast over Fujima, and he looked up, "Oh, hi Shinichi, fancy meeting you here." He smiled.
"Hi Kenji, so, which book is it now?" The tanned old man…sorry, boy, settled down on the seat on the opposite of Fujima's.
"It's "___" (You come up with a title you like, it's not my business)." Fujima patted the book, and his eyes wandered across the page before settling on the catching lines again, forgetting the presence of the newcomer. Maki shrugged and took his orders.
[A/N: Huh…? What were you saying? Maki's not OOC enough? All right, you just wait. Just wait and see. *Smirks*]
The waitress placed the slice of fruitcake before Maki, "Thank you, and enjoy your meal."
Maki's eyes curved up into ecstatic half-moons as he grinned, "Aaaah~! My favorite fruitcake!" He licked his lips happily and dug into the delightful sweet food. Poor Maki here has a hopeless sweet tooth.
[A/N: I know, this is just like Count D from 'Petshop of Horrors'. I can't help it; I just love D so much.]
Fujima raised a fine eyebrow, confused, "Huh? Oh never mind." He swept a bit of hair away from his face, adjusted the black-rimmed spectacles and continued reading. Books are my life.
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Sendoh looked nonchalantly at the cat sitting by the fence.
"What are you staring at?" He glared, "Psst!" He hissed at the cat violently, causing it to shriek in shock and run away.
"Really, Akira, you are too aggressive," Rukawa sighed, wiping sweat off his fair cheeks, "It's only a cat."
"I don't like it, anyway. Oy, are you done?"
"Nah, there's still about half of the vehicle to clean. Why don't you help?"
"Okay, I'll help, pay me?" Sendoh smirked.
"You…I'll do it myself. You are banned from the house for the next 89 weeks. I don't want to see you anymore." Rukawa sulked, scrubbing very hard at a certain spot on the side of the cargo carrion. If the cargo carrion had been organic, it would have bruised.
"How dare you, Kaede, you know I love Eddie's Mom's cakes," Sendoh growled, snatching the wet towel from Rukawa, "Go over there, and sit, and shut up!" He turned back and scrubbed /really/ hard. If the cargo carrion had been organic, it would have bled.
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{Narrator's voice}
So, we see more of the case and characters revealed, but are Rukawa and Sendoh going to put up with the remaining 89 weeks of vehicle washing, when it means 5 hours taken away from each precious Sunday? Stay tuned in to "Blast you". Have a nice day.
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This thing is slightly altered.
[End theme song] Until the world comes to an end [Also known as Sekai Ga Owaru Made wa]
I'm all alone in the big city,
Thrown away like an empty can.
/Mitsui picked up the empty beer can, crushed it, and threw it away. /
/A policeman came by and passed him a fine bill. /
If love is love until we know everything about each other
Then let's sleep forever...
/Shows Rukawa snoozing peacefully on a bed of roses. /
/Drool issuing from his mouth. /
Until the world comes to an end, we won't be apart.
I wished it for countless nights
/Sakuragi looking out of the window, tears glistening in his eyes. /
/In his hands was a letter that said, "Retrenched"/
Why does the past destroy even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night
/SD people looking heroic and standing on the edge of the cliff. /
/Camera crew frantically placing huge fans around them so that their hair would billow out. /
And so, people seek an answer
And lose something that's irreplaceable
/Miyagi worked on a test paper. He scratched his head and sought the answer. /
/And lose the marks that are irreplaceable. /
A city filled with desires, even the stardust
in the night skies doesn't shine on us
/Ayako looking up at the starry night, and watch a meteor fly by. /
/Meteor lands fifty meters away and blew up a trash can. /
Before the world comes to an end, please make me listen.
A catastrophy well suited to a flower in full bloom...
/Haruko pulling out the petals of a rose. /
/He loves me…he loves me not…/
/I pity the rose, ne. /
While everyone wishes, no one believes in eternity.
...Even so, they certainly dream about tomorrow.
/Hanagata trying very hard to boil up a life-preserving elixir. /
/Pot blows up. /
Short-lived days and... this tragedy night
/SD people crying and kowtowing to a solemn looking man. /
/"Oh, Sensei, please let us pass this exam…" /