A/N: ...My parents are away for the weekend. *does a little dance* Unfortunately, I'm at my grandma's house. Though she's got internet access, the computer goes slow. Damn lack of DSL/cable/whatever. *beats it with a stick* But, hey! I'm alive and I figured that because my brain is too dead to do much, I'll try to update as many fics as possible. Sure it's late, but I'm sure I have at least an hour left to be online...
This chapter is dedicated to...er...nobody, because I'd have to name too many people. O.o
Disclaimer: I don't own Miaka's virginity. I don't WANT to own it. That currently belongs to whoever stole it. Good for them. I don't own the FY cast. Doesn't my life suck... I'm probably going to exaggerate everything dramatically here, I tend to do that when I'm tired...
The Search, Chapter 2, Which Is Listed As Chapter 3
They're Looking WHERE?!
Ah, yet another beautiful day. The Suzaku seishi had taken to the road in search of their Miko's precious virginity. Each had his own reason. Tamahome wanted it because he was hentai like that. Tasuki wanted it so he could plant it in Tamahome's room, playing a joke on everyone's (least) favorite character. Mitsukake wanted it so he'd get some attention, as did Chiriko. Hotohori wanted it because, well, he's the Emperor and he said so. Nuriko wanted it so he could blackmail Miaka into making Hotohori notice him some more. Chichiri was a monk. Enough said. But nobody cared about them, did they?
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"We've just received word that the Suzaku no Miko's virginity has been stolen." Nakago reported to the Seiryu seishi and Miko as they stood in a football-style huddle. (Quite scary to think about...) "I was not aware of this, but we can use it to our advantage. If we find it first, we can hold it for ransom."
"Wow, I never knew Nakago thought like a petty criminal..." muttered Miboshi, because Miboshi needs to have at least one line at some point.
Everyone ignored him.
Each of the Seiryu seishi had their own ideas on this, but they kept 'em secret, lest the others realize just what was going on in their minds. Evil, evil plans were being formed.
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"But I'm hungry!!!!" Miaka whined for the seventh time since their last rest stop, five minutes ago.
"We just stopped no da..." Chichiri muttered exasperatedly.
Miaka sniffled a bit, then continued to whine. She latched onto Tamahome's arm, refusing to let go. And then she continued to whine in her annoying, whiny voice, "Tama...make them stop..."
Tamahome sweatdropped. "Uh...Can we stop so Miaka will stop leeching onto my arm?"
Huh? Tama didn't want Miaka to be near him? A closer look revealed that he was losing circulation, fast. Any longer and he might lose all feeling and have to get it amputated. But enough of a violent anti-Tamahome author's rantings. They stopped outside the nearest place to partake of their meal. Yes, partake. Because 'tis a fun word. ^^
"While we're here, we should search for whatever Miaka lost." Chiriko suggested. "Even though I don't know what it is yet..."
"Er...this is a stable, Chiriko. I dun think some horse'd steal Miaka's--" Tasuki began.
"Be quiet, no da!" Chichiri exclaimed, bopping Tasuki on the head with a loaf of bread he stole from Miaka. "Someone could have hidden it here, anyway no da."
"..." said Mitsukake silently.
AND THEN, OUT OF NOWHERE, SUBOSHI JUMPED OUT FROM BEHIND A NEARBY TREE! Everyone stared at him, because he wasn't wearing socks. Everyone knows that bare feet are naked. Therefore, Suboshi was naked. The sockless, "nude" Suboshi was oh-so-stared-at.
"AAAH! MY POOR VIRGIN EYES!!" exclaimed Nuriko, who one might guess would be the least likely to be a virgin.
"By the four gods, man, aren't your feet cold?!" demanded Hotohori [*].
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[*] Idea given to me by the coolest person ever! ^^; But who that is, wouldn't you like to know?
What the hell was up with Hotohori's last comment?
Why is Suboshi there?
Hell, why is Suboshi sockless?!
Is that anything like the Kenshin instrumental "Starless"?
Why is the Shaman King song "Ryuuro" infinitely cooler than most songs?
Why the hell am I ranting about things that don't relate to my fic?
This is why I need to get some sleep...
Why do humans count sheep?
Do sheep count humans?
If your best friend jumped off a bridge, would you?
Will you review?
Will I remember to continue this fic any time soon?
Who knows...
