Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest
By Anime no Miko
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Disclaimer: Watsuki-sensei and fellows own it. So? AnM owns the first Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest, ne? ^-^
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-- Talent Time Show / Part 0 --
Right after Hiko won the first contest as the Sexiest Smiling Bishie, his fans, making full use of the priviledges they were granted with the tickets they bought, held a party at expense of AnM's budget (their tickets read: Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest, Hiko Seijuro Fan, Open Bar). Not to get into details, chaos broke out. When Hiko joined his fans in the improvised party showing his winning smile, a handful of them fainted and had to be taken away by an ambulance. Shishio, followed on the trail by some of his fans who had tricked the security staff, went pyromaniac and almost set the whole stage on fire, outraged with the judges who gave him such low punctuation and dared criticize his bandages.
Thinking fast, before the rest of the bishies' fans could take any further action that would burden her pocket, AnM declared the contest over, called her elite security staff and managed to 'gently' shove the frenzied fangirls out the studio. Foreseeing the revenue from the sale of tickets wouldn't cover the expenses, AnM put emergency plan A (TAB) into action, that is, not before dragging Shishio by his head bandages and locking him up in his room without dinner not paying attention either to the smirk of most of the other bishies or the pleads from judges #1 and #14. She was also tempted to do the same with Hiko for being responsible of the fangirls fainting and her having to pay for the soon to arrive bills, but she couldn't resist his smile and decided instead to take all his sake away, which was, as we all know, worse for Hiko. Finally, she went backstage and called Kenshin who was still wearing the dark blue gi.
AnM: "Kenshin dear, why haven't you changed back into your pink gi?"
Kenshin: "AnM-dono ... Because Battou-- I mean, because I ripped it off, and that was the only one I own. Owned."
AnM: "Oh. That is it? Silly Kenshin. Remember I had the tailor take all of you measurements the other day? Well, go to the dressing room and look inside the closet. There are plenty of gi, and a handful are pink."
Kenshin: "Iie. AnM-dono, I couldn't--"
AnM: "Just GO, Kenshin."
So sweet innocent Kenshin (not a hint of Ken-battou mode) went to the dressing room and changed clothes while AnM, a sly grin creeping upon her face, grabbed a professional camera and entered the room through a secret passage. Ah yeah, she also drooled the whole time.
~ Ten minutes later ~
AnM got down cloud ninth feeing a little bit dizzy. How could she have known Kenshin would change his hakama too? Oh well, nevermind. She was going to make a great business out of this. No doubt about it. She called the photographic staff, which for purposes that need no explanation consisted only of men, no women nor gays: no danger for the bishies, and gave them the film.
AnM: "I want them for tomorrow, first hour. Understood?"
Photo's /straight/ guy: "Deadline understood, AnM. What size and output medium?"
AnM: "This is plan A into action, Yamato."
Yamato: "Plan A? Ah, money shortrage plan Take Advantage of the Bishies. Size and medium understood, Miss. We would start right away, but a check is needed to pay for the materials."
AnM: "Get them in credit."
Yamato: "Alright."
AnM: "Yamato."
Yamato: "Hai, AnM?"
AnM: "Have a real life size poster made for me. Phramed, please."
Yamato: *rolls eyes* "Got it."
AnM felt bad for using Kenshin like this, but just a little. The contest had to go on, no matter what. On the next morning AnM called the press and arranged a meeting with them for an interview so to give an explanation on yesterday's incident and informed about the new schedule for the contest. But before leaving to take care of the business (making propaganda, though not much would be needed, and selling Kenshin pics), she summoned the bishies and had a talk with them.
.~*~. Meeting Room .~*~.
AnM: "Alright guys, the next contest is the talent time show. Wipe those cocky smiles off your handsome faces, guys. Displays of swordfighting techniques, bare hands fightings or any type of fighting is not permitted. Understood?"
The bishies groaned in protest but nodded quickly when AnM raised an eyebrow theateningly.
AnM: "Very well. Now put your swords in this bag, please."
Bishies with swords: "Nani?!"
AnM: "Look, it's just in case someone forgets. I'll return them when the contest is over, alright? Now place your swords in this bag, please."
They held their swords closer, as if their lives depended on it. AnM looked at them and sighed.
AnM: "C'mon, guys. Be reasonable like Aoshi, he didn't object and I already took his kodachis."
They sent death glares at Aoshi, who was calmly sipping his tea and didn'ts even bother to look back at them, and looked at AnM hesitantly. AnM sighed again, took a deep breath and started off with her cheap, yet effective psychology. It went something like this:
"Okita dear, with all your coughing you are better off carrying a load of handkerchiefs and your medicine in hands rather than that rusty sword. Enishi, you don't want to see your oneesan mad. Now, do you? Good boy. Hiko, are you sake-thirsty? We can trade. Here you have. Yes Saitou, I'm confiscating your swords. But I have the right to do so, ne? That's what I thought. Shougo, are you aware the Pope added an eleventh commandment? It goes on like 'Thou shalt not carry a sword, gun, knife or any other potentially harmful weapon.' Said it was capital sin not to follow it. Calm down, Shougo. We know you didn't know. No, I'm not telling the Pope. Hmm ... You haven't given me your sword, Shishio? Put it here now, or no more clean bandages for you! Shouzo, my captain, that sword of yours is in worse state than Okita's, besides you won't be able to brandish a stick with your gorgeous head constantly threatening to tumble on the floor. Hold it still, the doc is coming. Yahiko, Yutaro, put those in the bag, NOW. Kenshin, dearest, I'll take care of your sobakasu personally, promised. C'mon, Kenshin? Kenshin, let go of it!! I said give it to me!!! *breathing heavily* Now, Sou-chan, I guess you are not carrying your nihontou. What, you do? Oh my! Just put it here, OK? It's part of the process. Oh, and Shozo, Sanosuke, I don't want to see any punching or kicking around ."
Finally, she explained them the contest ...
AnM: "Very well. Now, first, as I already said, the next contest is a talent time contest with no swordfighting or bare-hand fighting permitted. Performances allowed, and preferred, are singing, dancing, playing instruments, reciting poems, and the like. Second, for this you may get together in groups up to five members or perform alone. Any questions so far?"
Saitou: "Are there any rules or restrictions to form the groups besides the number of members?"
Yahiko and Yutaro: "AnM, can we participate in this?"
AnM: "Iie, Saitou. No restrictions, no rules. You may make group with friends or enemies, or with yourselves, I don't mind. Hmm.. Yahiko and Yutaro, you can participate, but only in different groups, and that is, if the guys here are forming any groups."
Tsunan: "AnM, I don't think any of these men, including me, know how to sing or dance. What kind of song and dance are you referring to ayways?"
AnM: "Good question, Tsunan. What kind of song and dance you ask? Any kind. If you guys want to sing a baby's song or dance tango in pairs, I don't mind. However, I do suggest you use the brains and be a little imaginative in the performance you choose to do. Needless to say is that you'll be graded upon it by a female jury and audience, so give your best. As much as I would like to, I can't stay to help any of you out. I've got to leave on business now. Ah, for those interested, I'm leaving some videos that might help you decide. If you happen to need any instrument or the like, just call the Audio and Video Staff. Ja-ne, guys! Ah yeah ... the contest is in two days."
AnM left the room dragging a bag, the jingling of metals snapping the bishies out of their paralytic state.
Bishies: "What? Two days?!"
Each of them grabbed a couple of videotapes and retired to their rooms to watch them attentively (Yup, they learned how to use our everyday technological devices! ^-^). About three hours or so later, they had listened from classic music and romantic ballads to pop and rock, watched from salsa and merengue dance to lights and break dance; in short, the bishies were music and dance cultured, and ready to form their groups and practice the performances.
~ Two days later ~
AnM had sold all of Kenshin pics and the tickets (without open bar, or open anything) for the Talent Time Show Contest, and two bands, two duets and a solo were ready to shake up the stage!
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Hi Minna! It has been a while, ne? Blame viruses, homework, writer's blocks, drawing and painting ... no wait, I like these two ... err.. anyways, who cares now! Anime no Miko is oficially back!! ^-^ Hurrayy!! More chapters. More contests! And yes, more bishies!!!! Everything courtesy of the almighty Anime no Miko! ^-^
Bet you can't figure out the two bands, two duets and the solo. Not even if your life depends on it! *evil grin*
By Anime no Miko
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Disclaimer: Watsuki-sensei and fellows own it. So? AnM owns the first Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest, ne? ^-^
~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~
-- Talent Time Show / Part 0 --
Right after Hiko won the first contest as the Sexiest Smiling Bishie, his fans, making full use of the priviledges they were granted with the tickets they bought, held a party at expense of AnM's budget (their tickets read: Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest, Hiko Seijuro Fan, Open Bar). Not to get into details, chaos broke out. When Hiko joined his fans in the improvised party showing his winning smile, a handful of them fainted and had to be taken away by an ambulance. Shishio, followed on the trail by some of his fans who had tricked the security staff, went pyromaniac and almost set the whole stage on fire, outraged with the judges who gave him such low punctuation and dared criticize his bandages.
Thinking fast, before the rest of the bishies' fans could take any further action that would burden her pocket, AnM declared the contest over, called her elite security staff and managed to 'gently' shove the frenzied fangirls out the studio. Foreseeing the revenue from the sale of tickets wouldn't cover the expenses, AnM put emergency plan A (TAB) into action, that is, not before dragging Shishio by his head bandages and locking him up in his room without dinner not paying attention either to the smirk of most of the other bishies or the pleads from judges #1 and #14. She was also tempted to do the same with Hiko for being responsible of the fangirls fainting and her having to pay for the soon to arrive bills, but she couldn't resist his smile and decided instead to take all his sake away, which was, as we all know, worse for Hiko. Finally, she went backstage and called Kenshin who was still wearing the dark blue gi.
AnM: "Kenshin dear, why haven't you changed back into your pink gi?"
Kenshin: "AnM-dono ... Because Battou-- I mean, because I ripped it off, and that was the only one I own. Owned."
AnM: "Oh. That is it? Silly Kenshin. Remember I had the tailor take all of you measurements the other day? Well, go to the dressing room and look inside the closet. There are plenty of gi, and a handful are pink."
Kenshin: "Iie. AnM-dono, I couldn't--"
AnM: "Just GO, Kenshin."
So sweet innocent Kenshin (not a hint of Ken-battou mode) went to the dressing room and changed clothes while AnM, a sly grin creeping upon her face, grabbed a professional camera and entered the room through a secret passage. Ah yeah, she also drooled the whole time.
~ Ten minutes later ~
AnM got down cloud ninth feeing a little bit dizzy. How could she have known Kenshin would change his hakama too? Oh well, nevermind. She was going to make a great business out of this. No doubt about it. She called the photographic staff, which for purposes that need no explanation consisted only of men, no women nor gays: no danger for the bishies, and gave them the film.
AnM: "I want them for tomorrow, first hour. Understood?"
Photo's /straight/ guy: "Deadline understood, AnM. What size and output medium?"
AnM: "This is plan A into action, Yamato."
Yamato: "Plan A? Ah, money shortrage plan Take Advantage of the Bishies. Size and medium understood, Miss. We would start right away, but a check is needed to pay for the materials."
AnM: "Get them in credit."
Yamato: "Alright."
AnM: "Yamato."
Yamato: "Hai, AnM?"
AnM: "Have a real life size poster made for me. Phramed, please."
Yamato: *rolls eyes* "Got it."
AnM felt bad for using Kenshin like this, but just a little. The contest had to go on, no matter what. On the next morning AnM called the press and arranged a meeting with them for an interview so to give an explanation on yesterday's incident and informed about the new schedule for the contest. But before leaving to take care of the business (making propaganda, though not much would be needed, and selling Kenshin pics), she summoned the bishies and had a talk with them.
.~*~. Meeting Room .~*~.
AnM: "Alright guys, the next contest is the talent time show. Wipe those cocky smiles off your handsome faces, guys. Displays of swordfighting techniques, bare hands fightings or any type of fighting is not permitted. Understood?"
The bishies groaned in protest but nodded quickly when AnM raised an eyebrow theateningly.
AnM: "Very well. Now put your swords in this bag, please."
Bishies with swords: "Nani?!"
AnM: "Look, it's just in case someone forgets. I'll return them when the contest is over, alright? Now place your swords in this bag, please."
They held their swords closer, as if their lives depended on it. AnM looked at them and sighed.
AnM: "C'mon, guys. Be reasonable like Aoshi, he didn't object and I already took his kodachis."
They sent death glares at Aoshi, who was calmly sipping his tea and didn'ts even bother to look back at them, and looked at AnM hesitantly. AnM sighed again, took a deep breath and started off with her cheap, yet effective psychology. It went something like this:
"Okita dear, with all your coughing you are better off carrying a load of handkerchiefs and your medicine in hands rather than that rusty sword. Enishi, you don't want to see your oneesan mad. Now, do you? Good boy. Hiko, are you sake-thirsty? We can trade. Here you have. Yes Saitou, I'm confiscating your swords. But I have the right to do so, ne? That's what I thought. Shougo, are you aware the Pope added an eleventh commandment? It goes on like 'Thou shalt not carry a sword, gun, knife or any other potentially harmful weapon.' Said it was capital sin not to follow it. Calm down, Shougo. We know you didn't know. No, I'm not telling the Pope. Hmm ... You haven't given me your sword, Shishio? Put it here now, or no more clean bandages for you! Shouzo, my captain, that sword of yours is in worse state than Okita's, besides you won't be able to brandish a stick with your gorgeous head constantly threatening to tumble on the floor. Hold it still, the doc is coming. Yahiko, Yutaro, put those in the bag, NOW. Kenshin, dearest, I'll take care of your sobakasu personally, promised. C'mon, Kenshin? Kenshin, let go of it!! I said give it to me!!! *breathing heavily* Now, Sou-chan, I guess you are not carrying your nihontou. What, you do? Oh my! Just put it here, OK? It's part of the process. Oh, and Shozo, Sanosuke, I don't want to see any punching or kicking around ."
Finally, she explained them the contest ...
AnM: "Very well. Now, first, as I already said, the next contest is a talent time contest with no swordfighting or bare-hand fighting permitted. Performances allowed, and preferred, are singing, dancing, playing instruments, reciting poems, and the like. Second, for this you may get together in groups up to five members or perform alone. Any questions so far?"
Saitou: "Are there any rules or restrictions to form the groups besides the number of members?"
Yahiko and Yutaro: "AnM, can we participate in this?"
AnM: "Iie, Saitou. No restrictions, no rules. You may make group with friends or enemies, or with yourselves, I don't mind. Hmm.. Yahiko and Yutaro, you can participate, but only in different groups, and that is, if the guys here are forming any groups."
Tsunan: "AnM, I don't think any of these men, including me, know how to sing or dance. What kind of song and dance are you referring to ayways?"
AnM: "Good question, Tsunan. What kind of song and dance you ask? Any kind. If you guys want to sing a baby's song or dance tango in pairs, I don't mind. However, I do suggest you use the brains and be a little imaginative in the performance you choose to do. Needless to say is that you'll be graded upon it by a female jury and audience, so give your best. As much as I would like to, I can't stay to help any of you out. I've got to leave on business now. Ah, for those interested, I'm leaving some videos that might help you decide. If you happen to need any instrument or the like, just call the Audio and Video Staff. Ja-ne, guys! Ah yeah ... the contest is in two days."
AnM left the room dragging a bag, the jingling of metals snapping the bishies out of their paralytic state.
Bishies: "What? Two days?!"
Each of them grabbed a couple of videotapes and retired to their rooms to watch them attentively (Yup, they learned how to use our everyday technological devices! ^-^). About three hours or so later, they had listened from classic music and romantic ballads to pop and rock, watched from salsa and merengue dance to lights and break dance; in short, the bishies were music and dance cultured, and ready to form their groups and practice the performances.
~ Two days later ~
AnM had sold all of Kenshin pics and the tickets (without open bar, or open anything) for the Talent Time Show Contest, and two bands, two duets and a solo were ready to shake up the stage!
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Hi Minna! It has been a while, ne? Blame viruses, homework, writer's blocks, drawing and painting ... no wait, I like these two ... err.. anyways, who cares now! Anime no Miko is oficially back!! ^-^ Hurrayy!! More chapters. More contests! And yes, more bishies!!!! Everything courtesy of the almighty Anime no Miko! ^-^
Bet you can't figure out the two bands, two duets and the solo. Not even if your life depends on it! *evil grin*