*is amazed by amount of reviews* o_o;;
Before I continue on with the next chapter, I got a few things to say.
Kiki_Akarui: XD I know guys don't watch Sailor Moon, but this story idea came to me at 1 in the morning when I was with my friends. At the time, we were watching a Sailor Moon tape, and the idea of a 'Sailor Takuya' made me laugh so hard. Plus, I actually know the plot of Sailor Moon ^-^
You'll know eventually: Umm... dunno who you are Mr. Anonymous, but you're right. This definitely isn't my best work, but I'll try *shrugs*
Kinu-uni: I'll try... hmm, where to put him. *thinks*
Woah, it's cool to see a few familiar people are reading this. *waves at Saya and Jen*
Umm, next chapter here. I'm sorry if the conversation seems a bit forced. Oh well, the birth of Izumi's wonderful plan!
Cosplay and Shounen-Ai
Chapter 2
"Takuya, that's horrible!"
"Yeah... I guess. Stupid Kouji..."
Takuya sighed heavily. He had thought calling Izumi, a big believer in this love stuff, would help him out. Unfortunately, she wasn't, and was only giving him pity. But he didn't know who else to talk to. His Mom would probably kill him... along with his Dad. They always went on about how Izumi and he should get together, but he never saw Izumi as more than a friend.
But at the moment, she was more of an annoyance than a friend with her voice blaring from the phone.
"Yeah yeah, I know," he mumbled, tracing a pattern on his bed with his finger.
"Takuya! You aren't even listening! What I meant that it is horrible how you just ran away like that! Listen to me!"
He heard her loud and clear.
"Wha?" He said, completely startled. Izumi hesitated before continuing.
"Just because Kouji likes Sailor Moon doesn't mean he's... ehh... necessarily straight."
"What are you talking about!?"
Since when did guys who like shoujo be not straight?
Takuya could hear Izumi sigh heavily over the phone.
"Don't you ever watch Shounen anime? Like Gravity?"
"Uhh... no... I don't like that stuff."
"Riight, anyway, usually when a guy watches something like Sailor Moon, he's quite feminine himself."
Takuya sat for a moment.
"Kouji... feminine?"
"Eh, well, he could be mistaken for a girl with that hair I suppose..."
Takuya smiled, thinking of Kouji as a girl. His smile quickly turned to a grin; Not much to change, except maybe his figure.
"I can see what you mean," Takuya chuckled as the thought of the Kouji-girl screaming in her high-pitched voice filled his head.
"There, look, you're already laughing! This wasn't so hard!"
"But what will happen when I ask him? I seriously don't think he could be gay."
"Gay is such a strong word. Let's settle for straight-as-a-rainbow for now."
Takuya smiled.
"Anyway, I have a great idea on how you can win him over! Izumi, love goddess, will help ya out! Expect me over there in 10 minutes!"
"Wha-What!? Izumi!"
"Like I said, see ya in 10 minutes! Bye Takuya-kun!"
He was answered with the dial tone buzzing loudly in his ear.
"Grah! Izumi!!" he yelled into the phone before slamming it down, attempting to hang it up. He hit it on the end of his bed instead.
"Takuya, don't beat up the phone!" Came a cry from down the hall.
"Sorry Mom!"
Takuya sighed deeply, then stood up slowly and stretched, thinking of a shower. He still looked as if he had been crying, and he sort of smelled from running all the way home in the hot August heat. Plus, a nice shower might make him feel better. As he stepped into the bathroom, he called down the hall:
"Oh! Mom! Izumi's coming over in a while! Just to let you know!"
He shut the door, blocking out his Mother's sigh of exasperation. Peeling off his clothes, he couldn't help thinking about Kouji. What was he doing right now? Maybe watching more anime, or he might be eating dinner with his Step-mom and his Dad.
As the brown-haired boy stepped into the shower, he never even thought of the possibility that Kouji might have been thinking about him at that very moment. He never thought that Kouji could be hurting inside, or that the silent, black-haired god might be heart-broken himself.
---
Sure enough, only a minute after Takuya stepped out of the shower, the doorbell rang. Shaking his head to get the excess water out, he ran for the door and opened it quickly.
"Hi Takuya!"
Izumi was as cheerful as ever, but Takuya could see she wasn't the only one on his doorstep.
"Tomoki! Junpei! What are you doing here? My Mom was only expecting Izumi!" Takuya yelped, looking back over his shoulder to see if his mother was around.
"Takuya, don't be such a Momma's boy! Let us in!" Izumi said quickly, pushing herself past Takuya with Junpei and Tomoki trailing. Takuya stared as Izumi hung up her coat on the wall, and then walked into his room as if she owned the place.
The three boys sighed. Takuya got from the looks on Tomoki and Junpei's faces that they had been silently forced into this.
"Eehh... I hope she doesn't mind my room being a pig-sty," Takuya said jokingly, and walked into his room.
Izumi had pretty much kicked all of the clutter and other things into the corners, making a decently clean space in the middle of his floor. At the moment, she was clearing off his bed so they had a place to sit.
"Geez Takuya, at least you could keep your room clean. It's not too hard," Izumi said as she threw a couple of smelly socks and a banana peel under the bed.
"Well, maybe I'm not a neat-freak," he calmly answered, and sat down on the carpet. Junpei and Tomoki popped into the room after him. Junpei seated himself on the floor next to Takuya, while Tomoki made himself comfortable on the bed. Izumi kicked a few more things off of the floor, and shoved the rest of Takuya's junk off of his bed. After staring around at her handy-work, she cleared her throat.
"Okay, time to get started. Now Takuya, do you have something to tell your other friends?" Izumi asked him, getting right down to business. Immedietly Takuya went a scarlet red.
"I...I... wha?"
Izumi stared at him with a very annoyed look on her face.
"It's not that hard Takuya. Just tell Junpei and Tomoki what we talked about today on the phone."
"Yeah! I'm sure whatever you're gonna tell us isn't that big of a surprise," Junpei said. Tomoki nodded.
Takuya kept quiet, his face burning hot.
"Onii-chaaaan... Please?" Tomoki pleaded.
Silence.
"Oh for God's sake! Junpei, Tomoki, Takuya has a crush on-"
"WAUGH! IZUMI?! What're you trying to do?!" Takuya yelled at her, a horrified look on his face. She stared back at him with the same annoyed expression from before.
"If you aren't going to tell them, I might as well do it for you."
"Takuya..." Tomoki said, "Tell us, for me? Pleeeeeeeeease?"
"But..."
"Now Mister. If you don't tell them they way YOU want to do it, I am just going to tell them out-right. Now talk!"
"Izumi! You sound like my Mom!" Takuya yelled at her. Izumi stuck her tongue out at him.
Tomoki grinned, "Takuya, I'm gonna guess! I bet you it's-"
"No way! If we're doing bets, I want in too!" Junpei said. Izumi smiled.
"How about no bets," She suggested, and then glanced at Tomoki and Junpei, "Since Takuya's doesn't feel like talking, why don't you guys try to guess? Obviously, nothing's coming from Mr. Tomato Face over there."
"Sounds good to me," Junpei said, smiling at Izumi. Tomoki nodded happily.
"Okay then, who do you two guess?"
"KOUJI!" both yelled in unison.
"NANI!?"
Takuya blushed furiously while Tomoki and Junpei smiled. To them, apparently they had guessed right. Izumi gave Takuya a look that clearly said 'It wasn't that bad, was it.' All the poor boy could do is stare around at his friends in shock.
"Was it... was it really that obvious?" He asked slowly. The second after he said that, the three other kids erupted in talk.
"You have no idea-"
"Every other second you were looking at Kouji-"
"How many times did you risk your like for him?"
"The hamburgers were the biggest giveaway-"
"I know! They fed each other! Ha!"
"You said you followed Kouji to the Digital World-"
"It wasn't that hard to notice-"
"Not at all-"
"I saw it right away..."
Takuya tried to hide himself in his shirt as his friends kept talking. Junpei was ticking off his fingers for each time Takuya had saved Kouji, while Tomoki was grinning and loudly re-telling the 'tickle incident'. Izumi just agreed with the two other boys and added little bits and pieces in herself.
Eventually, they ran out of reasons Takuya liked Kouji and let the silence fill the air. Takuya glanced nervously at the three kids in front of him. Even if they didn't seem to mind the fact that he liked another guy, you never know.
"D-do you guys care that I like him?"
"Nope."
"Nu-uh."
"No."
"Really?" He beamed. Well, at least my friends accept me!
But what about Kouji?
Bang. Shot down with one thought.
"Then how do I make him like me?" He groaned, his question directed at the air in front of him. Izumi grinned.
"This is were my plan comes in!"
All three of the boys stared at her in dis-belief as she dug through her purse.
"Ta-da!" She exclaimed victoriously, holding up a bit of paper. Everyone leaned closer.
"A Cosplay shop?" Takuya asked, looking extremely skeptical. Junpei and Tomoki held mirrored expressions on their faces.
Izumi nodded, "It's easy, Takuya! All we have to do is get you a Sailor Venus costume! Piece of cake!"
Takuya stared at her, horrified. "I am not going in there and having a costume made for me, especially a GIRL'S costume."
"No no! This is what we'll do. Stand up," she ordered.
"Why?"
"Because I need to see how tall you are!"
Takuya sighed and stood up. Izumi walked up to him.
"Turn around."
He did. Izumi stood behind him with her back to his.
"Junpei, Tomoki, are we about the same height?" she asked.
"Yeah... about. You're a bit taller, Izumi-chan," Junpei said.
"That's okay. Takuya, hold out your arm."
It went on like that for a few minutes. Izumi kept comparing her body to his. They were actually, about the same size, except around the waist (and, of course, the chest area). Izumi was skinnier than Takuya was, as a tape measure had shown.
"That's okay, you'll just have to suck in," she said happily, snapping the tape measure closed.
Takuya thought for a moment until he got it. "Oh! So you're gonna go to the shop and get the costume made for you and then give it to me! I get it!"
"Good job, child genius," Izumi said, glancing at him with half-closed eyes. Takuya glared back at her.
"So, what now?" Junpei asked hastily as to change the subject. Izumi turned quickly towards him and Tomoki.
"Now, we need to plan on how Kouji gets too see... Sailor Takuya!" She said happily. Takuya blushed behind her, while Tomoki and Junpei sniggered.
At that moment, a polite knocking came from the door. Takuya dashed to it, trying to find an excuse for Izumi's little love plan.
"Hi Mom!" he said happily as he greeted mother. She looked past him into his room.
"Oh! Tomoki and Junpei! I didn't know you two were coming over!" she exclaimed, eyeing the situation. She seemed a little miffed that there was only one girl there, and three boys, even though one was much younger than the rest. She turned her eyes to Takuya. "I think your friends had better go. I'm making dinner and I didn't prepare enough for this many people." Takuya sighed.
"I'm sorry, dear. You can play tomorrow."
And with that, his mother was down the hall and in the kitchen.
Takuya turned reluctantly to his friends, who were all looking at him with disappointed looks on their faces. Except Izumi.
"Oh no..." Takuya sighed.
"I have an idea!" She yelled happily. "Takuya, why don't you come to my house! My Mom and Dad won't be home for a while, and I can just put a pizza in the oven or something!"
"Ehh..."
"I'm up for that," Junpei said.
"I can't go..." Tomoki grumbled. "My Mom set a curfew for me."
Izumi sighed. "Oh well, we lost one. Takuya, go ask your Mom if you can come." Takuya nodded and walked out the door.
A moment later, he came back, looking a little red in the face.
"She says she doesn't want me going over to a girl's house this late... plus she wants me to be here 'for the family'."
"What is that about?" Junpei asked, looking at Takuya funnily.
"I dunno, but I can't go," he said, and then slumped onto his bed next to Tomoki.
Izumi looked around heart-broken. How was she supposed to help Takuya if he couldn't even be there to help her with ideas? Tomoki too! Junpei could help of course, but still...
"Aww..."
"It's okay Izumi. We can get together tomorrow or something," Takuya said, glancing at her.
"Yeah, I guess," she sighed unhappily. Junpei stood up.
"Takuya's right. Maybe we could meet at my place or something?" he suggested.
Takuya nodded. "That'll probably work. Now you guys had better go. My Mom is really mad..."
The other three nodded, and then walked out the door, leaving Takuya sitting on his bed. The boy yawned widely. "What a day..." He said quietly, looking around at the walls of his room. Everything seemed the same, but the weird thing was that it felt as though it was still waiting for him to return. The person he was before he liked Kouji. The innocent kid who still liked to play with cars and listen to music.
What a day...
I was gonna add more onto the end of this, but it was going screw-ily. Next Chapter is Junzumi. *sings junzumi song*
R64
Before I continue on with the next chapter, I got a few things to say.
Kiki_Akarui: XD I know guys don't watch Sailor Moon, but this story idea came to me at 1 in the morning when I was with my friends. At the time, we were watching a Sailor Moon tape, and the idea of a 'Sailor Takuya' made me laugh so hard. Plus, I actually know the plot of Sailor Moon ^-^
You'll know eventually: Umm... dunno who you are Mr. Anonymous, but you're right. This definitely isn't my best work, but I'll try *shrugs*
Kinu-uni: I'll try... hmm, where to put him. *thinks*
Woah, it's cool to see a few familiar people are reading this. *waves at Saya and Jen*
Umm, next chapter here. I'm sorry if the conversation seems a bit forced. Oh well, the birth of Izumi's wonderful plan!
Cosplay and Shounen-Ai
Chapter 2
"Takuya, that's horrible!"
"Yeah... I guess. Stupid Kouji..."
Takuya sighed heavily. He had thought calling Izumi, a big believer in this love stuff, would help him out. Unfortunately, she wasn't, and was only giving him pity. But he didn't know who else to talk to. His Mom would probably kill him... along with his Dad. They always went on about how Izumi and he should get together, but he never saw Izumi as more than a friend.
But at the moment, she was more of an annoyance than a friend with her voice blaring from the phone.
"Yeah yeah, I know," he mumbled, tracing a pattern on his bed with his finger.
"Takuya! You aren't even listening! What I meant that it is horrible how you just ran away like that! Listen to me!"
He heard her loud and clear.
"Wha?" He said, completely startled. Izumi hesitated before continuing.
"Just because Kouji likes Sailor Moon doesn't mean he's... ehh... necessarily straight."
"What are you talking about!?"
Since when did guys who like shoujo be not straight?
Takuya could hear Izumi sigh heavily over the phone.
"Don't you ever watch Shounen anime? Like Gravity?"
"Uhh... no... I don't like that stuff."
"Riight, anyway, usually when a guy watches something like Sailor Moon, he's quite feminine himself."
Takuya sat for a moment.
"Kouji... feminine?"
"Eh, well, he could be mistaken for a girl with that hair I suppose..."
Takuya smiled, thinking of Kouji as a girl. His smile quickly turned to a grin; Not much to change, except maybe his figure.
"I can see what you mean," Takuya chuckled as the thought of the Kouji-girl screaming in her high-pitched voice filled his head.
"There, look, you're already laughing! This wasn't so hard!"
"But what will happen when I ask him? I seriously don't think he could be gay."
"Gay is such a strong word. Let's settle for straight-as-a-rainbow for now."
Takuya smiled.
"Anyway, I have a great idea on how you can win him over! Izumi, love goddess, will help ya out! Expect me over there in 10 minutes!"
"Wha-What!? Izumi!"
"Like I said, see ya in 10 minutes! Bye Takuya-kun!"
He was answered with the dial tone buzzing loudly in his ear.
"Grah! Izumi!!" he yelled into the phone before slamming it down, attempting to hang it up. He hit it on the end of his bed instead.
"Takuya, don't beat up the phone!" Came a cry from down the hall.
"Sorry Mom!"
Takuya sighed deeply, then stood up slowly and stretched, thinking of a shower. He still looked as if he had been crying, and he sort of smelled from running all the way home in the hot August heat. Plus, a nice shower might make him feel better. As he stepped into the bathroom, he called down the hall:
"Oh! Mom! Izumi's coming over in a while! Just to let you know!"
He shut the door, blocking out his Mother's sigh of exasperation. Peeling off his clothes, he couldn't help thinking about Kouji. What was he doing right now? Maybe watching more anime, or he might be eating dinner with his Step-mom and his Dad.
As the brown-haired boy stepped into the shower, he never even thought of the possibility that Kouji might have been thinking about him at that very moment. He never thought that Kouji could be hurting inside, or that the silent, black-haired god might be heart-broken himself.
---
Sure enough, only a minute after Takuya stepped out of the shower, the doorbell rang. Shaking his head to get the excess water out, he ran for the door and opened it quickly.
"Hi Takuya!"
Izumi was as cheerful as ever, but Takuya could see she wasn't the only one on his doorstep.
"Tomoki! Junpei! What are you doing here? My Mom was only expecting Izumi!" Takuya yelped, looking back over his shoulder to see if his mother was around.
"Takuya, don't be such a Momma's boy! Let us in!" Izumi said quickly, pushing herself past Takuya with Junpei and Tomoki trailing. Takuya stared as Izumi hung up her coat on the wall, and then walked into his room as if she owned the place.
The three boys sighed. Takuya got from the looks on Tomoki and Junpei's faces that they had been silently forced into this.
"Eehh... I hope she doesn't mind my room being a pig-sty," Takuya said jokingly, and walked into his room.
Izumi had pretty much kicked all of the clutter and other things into the corners, making a decently clean space in the middle of his floor. At the moment, she was clearing off his bed so they had a place to sit.
"Geez Takuya, at least you could keep your room clean. It's not too hard," Izumi said as she threw a couple of smelly socks and a banana peel under the bed.
"Well, maybe I'm not a neat-freak," he calmly answered, and sat down on the carpet. Junpei and Tomoki popped into the room after him. Junpei seated himself on the floor next to Takuya, while Tomoki made himself comfortable on the bed. Izumi kicked a few more things off of the floor, and shoved the rest of Takuya's junk off of his bed. After staring around at her handy-work, she cleared her throat.
"Okay, time to get started. Now Takuya, do you have something to tell your other friends?" Izumi asked him, getting right down to business. Immedietly Takuya went a scarlet red.
"I...I... wha?"
Izumi stared at him with a very annoyed look on her face.
"It's not that hard Takuya. Just tell Junpei and Tomoki what we talked about today on the phone."
"Yeah! I'm sure whatever you're gonna tell us isn't that big of a surprise," Junpei said. Tomoki nodded.
Takuya kept quiet, his face burning hot.
"Onii-chaaaan... Please?" Tomoki pleaded.
Silence.
"Oh for God's sake! Junpei, Tomoki, Takuya has a crush on-"
"WAUGH! IZUMI?! What're you trying to do?!" Takuya yelled at her, a horrified look on his face. She stared back at him with the same annoyed expression from before.
"If you aren't going to tell them, I might as well do it for you."
"Takuya..." Tomoki said, "Tell us, for me? Pleeeeeeeeease?"
"But..."
"Now Mister. If you don't tell them they way YOU want to do it, I am just going to tell them out-right. Now talk!"
"Izumi! You sound like my Mom!" Takuya yelled at her. Izumi stuck her tongue out at him.
Tomoki grinned, "Takuya, I'm gonna guess! I bet you it's-"
"No way! If we're doing bets, I want in too!" Junpei said. Izumi smiled.
"How about no bets," She suggested, and then glanced at Tomoki and Junpei, "Since Takuya's doesn't feel like talking, why don't you guys try to guess? Obviously, nothing's coming from Mr. Tomato Face over there."
"Sounds good to me," Junpei said, smiling at Izumi. Tomoki nodded happily.
"Okay then, who do you two guess?"
"KOUJI!" both yelled in unison.
"NANI!?"
Takuya blushed furiously while Tomoki and Junpei smiled. To them, apparently they had guessed right. Izumi gave Takuya a look that clearly said 'It wasn't that bad, was it.' All the poor boy could do is stare around at his friends in shock.
"Was it... was it really that obvious?" He asked slowly. The second after he said that, the three other kids erupted in talk.
"You have no idea-"
"Every other second you were looking at Kouji-"
"How many times did you risk your like for him?"
"The hamburgers were the biggest giveaway-"
"I know! They fed each other! Ha!"
"You said you followed Kouji to the Digital World-"
"It wasn't that hard to notice-"
"Not at all-"
"I saw it right away..."
Takuya tried to hide himself in his shirt as his friends kept talking. Junpei was ticking off his fingers for each time Takuya had saved Kouji, while Tomoki was grinning and loudly re-telling the 'tickle incident'. Izumi just agreed with the two other boys and added little bits and pieces in herself.
Eventually, they ran out of reasons Takuya liked Kouji and let the silence fill the air. Takuya glanced nervously at the three kids in front of him. Even if they didn't seem to mind the fact that he liked another guy, you never know.
"D-do you guys care that I like him?"
"Nope."
"Nu-uh."
"No."
"Really?" He beamed. Well, at least my friends accept me!
But what about Kouji?
Bang. Shot down with one thought.
"Then how do I make him like me?" He groaned, his question directed at the air in front of him. Izumi grinned.
"This is were my plan comes in!"
All three of the boys stared at her in dis-belief as she dug through her purse.
"Ta-da!" She exclaimed victoriously, holding up a bit of paper. Everyone leaned closer.
"A Cosplay shop?" Takuya asked, looking extremely skeptical. Junpei and Tomoki held mirrored expressions on their faces.
Izumi nodded, "It's easy, Takuya! All we have to do is get you a Sailor Venus costume! Piece of cake!"
Takuya stared at her, horrified. "I am not going in there and having a costume made for me, especially a GIRL'S costume."
"No no! This is what we'll do. Stand up," she ordered.
"Why?"
"Because I need to see how tall you are!"
Takuya sighed and stood up. Izumi walked up to him.
"Turn around."
He did. Izumi stood behind him with her back to his.
"Junpei, Tomoki, are we about the same height?" she asked.
"Yeah... about. You're a bit taller, Izumi-chan," Junpei said.
"That's okay. Takuya, hold out your arm."
It went on like that for a few minutes. Izumi kept comparing her body to his. They were actually, about the same size, except around the waist (and, of course, the chest area). Izumi was skinnier than Takuya was, as a tape measure had shown.
"That's okay, you'll just have to suck in," she said happily, snapping the tape measure closed.
Takuya thought for a moment until he got it. "Oh! So you're gonna go to the shop and get the costume made for you and then give it to me! I get it!"
"Good job, child genius," Izumi said, glancing at him with half-closed eyes. Takuya glared back at her.
"So, what now?" Junpei asked hastily as to change the subject. Izumi turned quickly towards him and Tomoki.
"Now, we need to plan on how Kouji gets too see... Sailor Takuya!" She said happily. Takuya blushed behind her, while Tomoki and Junpei sniggered.
At that moment, a polite knocking came from the door. Takuya dashed to it, trying to find an excuse for Izumi's little love plan.
"Hi Mom!" he said happily as he greeted mother. She looked past him into his room.
"Oh! Tomoki and Junpei! I didn't know you two were coming over!" she exclaimed, eyeing the situation. She seemed a little miffed that there was only one girl there, and three boys, even though one was much younger than the rest. She turned her eyes to Takuya. "I think your friends had better go. I'm making dinner and I didn't prepare enough for this many people." Takuya sighed.
"I'm sorry, dear. You can play tomorrow."
And with that, his mother was down the hall and in the kitchen.
Takuya turned reluctantly to his friends, who were all looking at him with disappointed looks on their faces. Except Izumi.
"Oh no..." Takuya sighed.
"I have an idea!" She yelled happily. "Takuya, why don't you come to my house! My Mom and Dad won't be home for a while, and I can just put a pizza in the oven or something!"
"Ehh..."
"I'm up for that," Junpei said.
"I can't go..." Tomoki grumbled. "My Mom set a curfew for me."
Izumi sighed. "Oh well, we lost one. Takuya, go ask your Mom if you can come." Takuya nodded and walked out the door.
A moment later, he came back, looking a little red in the face.
"She says she doesn't want me going over to a girl's house this late... plus she wants me to be here 'for the family'."
"What is that about?" Junpei asked, looking at Takuya funnily.
"I dunno, but I can't go," he said, and then slumped onto his bed next to Tomoki.
Izumi looked around heart-broken. How was she supposed to help Takuya if he couldn't even be there to help her with ideas? Tomoki too! Junpei could help of course, but still...
"Aww..."
"It's okay Izumi. We can get together tomorrow or something," Takuya said, glancing at her.
"Yeah, I guess," she sighed unhappily. Junpei stood up.
"Takuya's right. Maybe we could meet at my place or something?" he suggested.
Takuya nodded. "That'll probably work. Now you guys had better go. My Mom is really mad..."
The other three nodded, and then walked out the door, leaving Takuya sitting on his bed. The boy yawned widely. "What a day..." He said quietly, looking around at the walls of his room. Everything seemed the same, but the weird thing was that it felt as though it was still waiting for him to return. The person he was before he liked Kouji. The innocent kid who still liked to play with cars and listen to music.
What a day...
I was gonna add more onto the end of this, but it was going screw-ily. Next Chapter is Junzumi. *sings junzumi song*
R64