Taichi: miyama, where exactly are you going with this?
Miyama: you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?
Taichi: you have no idea, do you?
Miyama: yes I do, I just don't like to give away plot.
Taichi: miya-chan, I don't think that-
Miyama: that's the problem tai-kun my dear, you don't think. Ever.
Taichi: *blink. Blink blink* huh?
Miyama: *chuckles* onward we go!
Title: prodigy child (pt. 6)
Author: miyama ishida
Rating: M for maniac
Tensai sat in front of the mirror brushing her hair.
"I don't care what he thinks, I like my hair this long." The five year old girl sat up straight and grinned.
"and if he thinks he can make me cut it, he can think again." Tensai put down the brush and put a headband on. She quickly took that off, sticking her tongue out in disgust.
"too plain." She muttered. She looked through the drawer of things in her vanity desk, and took out a different headband, one with sparkly stones on it. She put that one on, and started brushing her hair again. In the five short years that she had been alive, she had learned three important things. First, she could settle for the best, and only the best. Second, Toji, even though he was technically the property of her father, would do anything for her first if he could get away with it, and lastly, her father was a complete and total asshole. Tensai, being a normal five year old in the respects that she wanted her way all the time and would throw a temper tantrum whenever things weren't, was in her room sulking over the last fight that she and ken had just had. Tensai's hair had reached almost to her knees, and ken wanted it cut 'to a reasonable length'. In other words, to her chin. Tensai, in a childish fit of anger, told him he would have to kill her first, and went to her room. She knew that having her hair long reminded ken of her mother, and though she was sure that 'the wench', as ken called her, was as stupid and moronic as her father had said, she wanted to have a vague reminder of what she looked like. Tensai knew that she looked like her mother, and even though this disgusted her as much as it could for a five year old, she wanted to piss off ken as much as possible. Tensai and her father had a very, shall we say, colourful relationship. Ken was always trying to prove how much power he had over everything and anyone, and tensai decided that she was to be the only one that decided what she was to do at any time. This proved to have dramatic results. Satisfied with her hair, she got up and straightened her dress. It was one of those cute little girl party dresses, only it was completely black and had the same sparkly stones that were on her headband sewn onto the hem and waist. She wandered about, bored with all her toys, and soon left the room.
"toji will play with me." She said to herself.
"of course he will! Who wouldn't want to play with you tensai?" tensai, having no human comtact except ken and toji, talked to herself. This was perfectly normal. Everyone talks to themselves at some point. Tensai, however, almost always answered back. She ran down the halls of the fortress, stopping only at a cross of hallways to decide which way to go. After a few turns, she saw toji carrying a tray of papers, pen and other stationary supplies, as well as a glass of red wine. She stopped at the opposite end of the hallway.
"Toji!" she called. He turned to face the way the voice had come from, and smiled.
"Mistress!" he answered. Tensai continued down the hallway, ordering as she went.
"toji, put that down and come play with me. I want to play a new game today though, one that has a lot of noise. I want everyone to here it all over the digital world, I want it that loud!"
(a/n: ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! You perverts! She's five years old! Get those thoughts out of your heads!!!!! Ew ew ew…)
she stopped when she got to toji and pulled on his arm. Toji looked down on her and frowned.
"this game will have dragons, and dungeons, and a princess, me of course, but I will be rescuing you instead this time toji, and-"
"I'm deeply sorry mistress, but I can not play with you right now. Our master needs me to do this for him."
"toji, he is NOT my master. Only yours." She replied.
"yes, mistress."
"toji, I'm more important anyways. Play with me. You do things for him all the time."
"I will play with you after I have finished doing what our, my master asks. I have to." Toji replied. Tensai frowned.
"that isn't fair!" she pouted.
"mistress, if I it were in my ability, I would change into a five year old and play with you as much as your heart desired. But I cannot, and my master needs me to do this. I am sorry, mistress." Toji continued down the hallway towards ken's main room. Tensai sat down on the floor, arms crossed, about to throw another fit, when she got back up, grinning to herself.
"I have a better idea…" she muttered. She ran back down the corridor the way she had come, and continued past her room, onward into a room filled with computer equipment. Ken, in his stubborn pride and with reason, had been teaching the little girl about computers ever since she could remember. When toji had commented on tensai being a bit too young to grasp the concept, ken backhanded toji and told him that tensai was his daughter, therefore a genius. And being a genius, could do anything and everything that ken wanted her to. Tensai's knowledge of computers rivaled Koushiro's, if it were not better. The girl not only absorbed everything ken told her, but had a certain skill of putting two and two together and figuring things out for herself when she didn't understand how something worked. One of the fist lessons ken had given her that tensai could remember was about how he had turned toji into toji from wormon. Ken had made it so that toji was in all respects a normal human boy, except for the fact that he was a string of data that could be changed at any time. Toji ate, slept, learned and grew just like anybody else, and at the present time, toji was seventeen years old. Tensai when to the main keyboard and screen, and quickly pulled up toji's program.
"toji, you will play with me, no matter what anybody wants."
~~~~~
"yes?" ken replied as the knock on the door filled the room. Toji opened said door and walked in.
"good toji. That was fast." Ken commented. Toji grinned.
"thank you master."
"toji, don't just stand there like an idiot! Come here and put it on my desk!" toji nodded.
"oh, yes master! My deepest apologies!" toji quickly walked across the room and lowered the tray on a space that ken had just cleared. Ken took the glass of wine and sipped it, still writing figures on the paper he was working on. Toji stood watching ken, and waiting for ken's next demand. He stood in silence for a few minutes, until ken put down his pen and looked at the green haired teenage ginjka.
"toji, you may-" to both their surprise, toji suddenly shrunk in front of the desk, disappearing from ken's sight. Ken stood up, confused and angry.
"toji, what the hell!" he walked around the desk, to see toji, sitting on the floor in a pile of clothes way too big for him, looking just as confused as ken was feeling.
"master, I, I don't know what happened!" he replied. Ken grabbed toji's arm and pulled him to his feet. The shirt that toji was wearing, having fit perfectly before, was now down to his childish frame's knees, making toji look smaller than he actually was.
"it's not my program…" ken muttered to himself, staring at toji as if that would make him turn back to the way he was. "I've made it so that nothing could happen to you. Well, nothing like this anyway, without me actually changing the…" the door flew open, and tensai marched into the room, walked up to toji, and took his hand into hers.
"now we can play!" she giggled.
"tensai! What in the world did you do?" ken yelled at her. Tensai looked at her father, grinning.
"I wanted to play with toji. Toji said he had to do things for you. He said that he would play with me all I wanted if he were five like me. So I changed his program and now he's five. Come on toji, let's go play!" she tugged on toji's hand, and pulled him out of his pants, making him almost trip.
"Princess, if you think for one minute that this is acceptable, then you are sadly mistaken. Not only will toji be changed back to his older form, but you will be locked in your room for two weeks. Minimum."
"no, I won't, and no you can't. I've changed the passwords to toji's program. Now I can only get into it. And you can't break into it either, because I've got the best security codes up you could ever imagine!" tensai yelled back. Ken slapped her.
"tensai! Go to your room now before I decide to beat you as well! And you will not come out until I say so!" tensai placed a hand over the red mark now on her face, and glared at ken, obviously trying to hold back tears.
"fine. I will go to my room. And I won't come out until I want to. And you can't make me either!" she stormed across the room, dragging toji with her.
"listen you little bitch, you can rot in your room for all I care, but toji will stay with me!" tensai turned on her heels just before the door.
"don't you call me a bitch! I am NOT a bitch. You called mother a bitch, and I am NOT like her! I will never be like her! Because I'm not a weak moron like you say she was! Never, ever call me a bitch!" tensai left, leaving toji behind and the door open, and when she got to her room ken could hear her slam the door shut. Ken turned to his desk and threw everything off of it, shattering the wine glass into the wall. He sat in his chair. He glanced at toji, standing very confused and upset about what just happened by the door. Toji just looked back at ken, and then at the floor. Ever few moments, he pushed some of his hair out of his face, hand covered in sleeve. Ken grinned to himself.
"only five, yet she changed toji's age, and locked me out of my own program."
~~~~~
Author's notes: well, this is interesting… *chuckles* please review! Please please please!!! Obviously, more later. A lot more later! Love ya all! Oh! One more thing! If you want to join the Laughing Mountain Gods yahoo group, email me and I will send you an invite! *grins* I need 1000 people to join! That's my goal!!! Thanks!
Miyama: you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?
Taichi: you have no idea, do you?
Miyama: yes I do, I just don't like to give away plot.
Taichi: miya-chan, I don't think that-
Miyama: that's the problem tai-kun my dear, you don't think. Ever.
Taichi: *blink. Blink blink* huh?
Miyama: *chuckles* onward we go!
Title: prodigy child (pt. 6)
Author: miyama ishida
Rating: M for maniac
Tensai sat in front of the mirror brushing her hair.
"I don't care what he thinks, I like my hair this long." The five year old girl sat up straight and grinned.
"and if he thinks he can make me cut it, he can think again." Tensai put down the brush and put a headband on. She quickly took that off, sticking her tongue out in disgust.
"too plain." She muttered. She looked through the drawer of things in her vanity desk, and took out a different headband, one with sparkly stones on it. She put that one on, and started brushing her hair again. In the five short years that she had been alive, she had learned three important things. First, she could settle for the best, and only the best. Second, Toji, even though he was technically the property of her father, would do anything for her first if he could get away with it, and lastly, her father was a complete and total asshole. Tensai, being a normal five year old in the respects that she wanted her way all the time and would throw a temper tantrum whenever things weren't, was in her room sulking over the last fight that she and ken had just had. Tensai's hair had reached almost to her knees, and ken wanted it cut 'to a reasonable length'. In other words, to her chin. Tensai, in a childish fit of anger, told him he would have to kill her first, and went to her room. She knew that having her hair long reminded ken of her mother, and though she was sure that 'the wench', as ken called her, was as stupid and moronic as her father had said, she wanted to have a vague reminder of what she looked like. Tensai knew that she looked like her mother, and even though this disgusted her as much as it could for a five year old, she wanted to piss off ken as much as possible. Tensai and her father had a very, shall we say, colourful relationship. Ken was always trying to prove how much power he had over everything and anyone, and tensai decided that she was to be the only one that decided what she was to do at any time. This proved to have dramatic results. Satisfied with her hair, she got up and straightened her dress. It was one of those cute little girl party dresses, only it was completely black and had the same sparkly stones that were on her headband sewn onto the hem and waist. She wandered about, bored with all her toys, and soon left the room.
"toji will play with me." She said to herself.
"of course he will! Who wouldn't want to play with you tensai?" tensai, having no human comtact except ken and toji, talked to herself. This was perfectly normal. Everyone talks to themselves at some point. Tensai, however, almost always answered back. She ran down the halls of the fortress, stopping only at a cross of hallways to decide which way to go. After a few turns, she saw toji carrying a tray of papers, pen and other stationary supplies, as well as a glass of red wine. She stopped at the opposite end of the hallway.
"Toji!" she called. He turned to face the way the voice had come from, and smiled.
"Mistress!" he answered. Tensai continued down the hallway, ordering as she went.
"toji, put that down and come play with me. I want to play a new game today though, one that has a lot of noise. I want everyone to here it all over the digital world, I want it that loud!"
(a/n: ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! You perverts! She's five years old! Get those thoughts out of your heads!!!!! Ew ew ew…)
she stopped when she got to toji and pulled on his arm. Toji looked down on her and frowned.
"this game will have dragons, and dungeons, and a princess, me of course, but I will be rescuing you instead this time toji, and-"
"I'm deeply sorry mistress, but I can not play with you right now. Our master needs me to do this for him."
"toji, he is NOT my master. Only yours." She replied.
"yes, mistress."
"toji, I'm more important anyways. Play with me. You do things for him all the time."
"I will play with you after I have finished doing what our, my master asks. I have to." Toji replied. Tensai frowned.
"that isn't fair!" she pouted.
"mistress, if I it were in my ability, I would change into a five year old and play with you as much as your heart desired. But I cannot, and my master needs me to do this. I am sorry, mistress." Toji continued down the hallway towards ken's main room. Tensai sat down on the floor, arms crossed, about to throw another fit, when she got back up, grinning to herself.
"I have a better idea…" she muttered. She ran back down the corridor the way she had come, and continued past her room, onward into a room filled with computer equipment. Ken, in his stubborn pride and with reason, had been teaching the little girl about computers ever since she could remember. When toji had commented on tensai being a bit too young to grasp the concept, ken backhanded toji and told him that tensai was his daughter, therefore a genius. And being a genius, could do anything and everything that ken wanted her to. Tensai's knowledge of computers rivaled Koushiro's, if it were not better. The girl not only absorbed everything ken told her, but had a certain skill of putting two and two together and figuring things out for herself when she didn't understand how something worked. One of the fist lessons ken had given her that tensai could remember was about how he had turned toji into toji from wormon. Ken had made it so that toji was in all respects a normal human boy, except for the fact that he was a string of data that could be changed at any time. Toji ate, slept, learned and grew just like anybody else, and at the present time, toji was seventeen years old. Tensai when to the main keyboard and screen, and quickly pulled up toji's program.
"toji, you will play with me, no matter what anybody wants."
~~~~~
"yes?" ken replied as the knock on the door filled the room. Toji opened said door and walked in.
"good toji. That was fast." Ken commented. Toji grinned.
"thank you master."
"toji, don't just stand there like an idiot! Come here and put it on my desk!" toji nodded.
"oh, yes master! My deepest apologies!" toji quickly walked across the room and lowered the tray on a space that ken had just cleared. Ken took the glass of wine and sipped it, still writing figures on the paper he was working on. Toji stood watching ken, and waiting for ken's next demand. He stood in silence for a few minutes, until ken put down his pen and looked at the green haired teenage ginjka.
"toji, you may-" to both their surprise, toji suddenly shrunk in front of the desk, disappearing from ken's sight. Ken stood up, confused and angry.
"toji, what the hell!" he walked around the desk, to see toji, sitting on the floor in a pile of clothes way too big for him, looking just as confused as ken was feeling.
"master, I, I don't know what happened!" he replied. Ken grabbed toji's arm and pulled him to his feet. The shirt that toji was wearing, having fit perfectly before, was now down to his childish frame's knees, making toji look smaller than he actually was.
"it's not my program…" ken muttered to himself, staring at toji as if that would make him turn back to the way he was. "I've made it so that nothing could happen to you. Well, nothing like this anyway, without me actually changing the…" the door flew open, and tensai marched into the room, walked up to toji, and took his hand into hers.
"now we can play!" she giggled.
"tensai! What in the world did you do?" ken yelled at her. Tensai looked at her father, grinning.
"I wanted to play with toji. Toji said he had to do things for you. He said that he would play with me all I wanted if he were five like me. So I changed his program and now he's five. Come on toji, let's go play!" she tugged on toji's hand, and pulled him out of his pants, making him almost trip.
"Princess, if you think for one minute that this is acceptable, then you are sadly mistaken. Not only will toji be changed back to his older form, but you will be locked in your room for two weeks. Minimum."
"no, I won't, and no you can't. I've changed the passwords to toji's program. Now I can only get into it. And you can't break into it either, because I've got the best security codes up you could ever imagine!" tensai yelled back. Ken slapped her.
"tensai! Go to your room now before I decide to beat you as well! And you will not come out until I say so!" tensai placed a hand over the red mark now on her face, and glared at ken, obviously trying to hold back tears.
"fine. I will go to my room. And I won't come out until I want to. And you can't make me either!" she stormed across the room, dragging toji with her.
"listen you little bitch, you can rot in your room for all I care, but toji will stay with me!" tensai turned on her heels just before the door.
"don't you call me a bitch! I am NOT a bitch. You called mother a bitch, and I am NOT like her! I will never be like her! Because I'm not a weak moron like you say she was! Never, ever call me a bitch!" tensai left, leaving toji behind and the door open, and when she got to her room ken could hear her slam the door shut. Ken turned to his desk and threw everything off of it, shattering the wine glass into the wall. He sat in his chair. He glanced at toji, standing very confused and upset about what just happened by the door. Toji just looked back at ken, and then at the floor. Ever few moments, he pushed some of his hair out of his face, hand covered in sleeve. Ken grinned to himself.
"only five, yet she changed toji's age, and locked me out of my own program."
~~~~~
Author's notes: well, this is interesting… *chuckles* please review! Please please please!!! Obviously, more later. A lot more later! Love ya all! Oh! One more thing! If you want to join the Laughing Mountain Gods yahoo group, email me and I will send you an invite! *grins* I need 1000 people to join! That's my goal!!! Thanks!