Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest
By Anime no Miko
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Disclaimer: Yup, Watsuki-sensei and fellows still own it. But hey! AnM (which implies all of you too ^-^) own the first Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest!! Now, isn't that great?!
Songs and lyrics are property of their respective owners.
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BEWARE (and bear up)
For this contest involves audio and visual artistic performances not so easily represented or described in words, it'ld be of great aid that your imagination is freed and at its peak when reading this chapter. Not a must though. Yours truly.
-- Talent Time Show / Part 1 --
A bustling backstage. (male) Gofers rushing. Made-for-drooling Bishies Playing (instruments). Last rehearsal Humming. Helpless Offbeating (music). Pervase Remarking. Loud Cursing. Interceding redhead. Unexpected Smacking. Instantaneous Oro-ing. Inherent Smirking. Calm Sipping. Evil laughing. Silly Smiling. Minor Sweat-dropping. Major Eyes-Rolling.
A marvelous high-futuristic-technology equipped stage. Frantic audience screaming. Already drooling. Security staff sweating. Eager readers awaiting. Obviously reading (this, of course).
The studio is overcrowed. Not even the Oscars or Grammys or any other ordinary event has ever been receptaculum for such a large audience. The mercury rises at astounishing rate. Believe it or not, IT IS HOT in here!!
And, appearing magically, with perfect timing for all of you, the almighty Anime no Miko on stage, ready to present our beloved bishies in this Talent Time Show!! (AN: You are supposed to applaud here ^_^ )
Suspense is in the air ...
.~*~. On stage .~*~.
Anime no Miko walks in amidst the ovation from the audience, microphone in hand (No, AnM didn't want a mini mic. It feels good to be clutching something. The ol' way here. Plus it can be conveniently used as a smacking device, ne?), smiles satisfied, and takes a deep breath.
AnM: "Good night, ladies-" *notices some weird members of the male population in first row, frowns a little, then shrugs* "-ladies and gentlemen!!! Be all welcomed to the second sub-contest in the first and only Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest! (you clap here) I'm your host, and honored to be it, the almighty Anime no Miko, but for you and just for you, AnM-sama would do! (AN: j/k here ^-^;;) We all know, and they (the bishies) know, what we are here for, so let us save precious time and get down to drool-- I mean business! But first of all, let's welcome our dear judges!!"
The judges, all dressed in evening gowns and wearing a mask, come out the flanks down stage, #1 to #7 from the right and #8 to #13 from the left, and take their respective places in the preset panel, in the first row. Audience does not erupt in crazy ovation or vulgar booing; instead, they behave properly and applaud with courtesy, much to the host's relief. AnM addresses the judges and compliments their appearance for the night show, giving final thanks, which in the convenient world of business, signifies easy, cheap and effective propaganda, to the exclusive boutiques that provided the dresses and accesories for the thirteen judges.
AnM: "Some of you may be wondering why the judges are sitting down there in tonight's contest, and furthermore, why they are wearing masks at all. And no, we are not having a masquerade ball. These ladies *pointing to the judges* will watch the bishies performance from there and through those masks so that their identities remain concealed to the bishies, because I have personally adviced the bishies to perform for them, to sing for them, to dance for them ... to impress them and win their votes!
"Yes, they will have to get as most individual votes as possible out of the base thirteen from the judges here and the rest, if any, from a special jury (AN: I do believe you are aware I'm referring to you! ^-^) that will vote online. In short, the one (solo, duet or band) with more votes wins! And each vote is worth ten points, plus a bonus of one hundred points for the winner and fifty more for the first runner-up.
"Alright, enough blabberring for today! Without more preambles, let's give a warm applause to our first participants, the most sexy and unusual duet ever, conformed by *suspense music here* everyone's favorite tea-lover with incredibly cool and sexy ice blue eyes, Shinomori Aoshi interpreting Backstreet Boys' Shape of My Heart!!!"
Warrior's Blue, Aoshi's theme, starts playing. The fanatics go crazy as Aoshi walks in, dressed in an impeccable black suit, hands tucked inside the pockets of his newest acquisition, a pure leather black trenchcoat!
A big screen, the size of two thirds the stage, is lowered down, and a videoclip starts playing on the screen. Copyrighted the Onniwabanshu? What the hell?!
/// Special Notes ... [...] denotes part of the videoclip, and italic denotes singing ////
The music of the song starts playing ...
[Aoshi, age 15, is named Okashira of the Onniwabanshu and vows to take care of Misao forever. To don't let her be hurt. Never. To protect her forever and ever ...]
Audience watches attently. Judges stare at #5 and she blinks, completely clueless on what's going on, as the rest. (except for me, lol!)
[Misao-chan slips while attempting a kick during her kempo practice and falls into Aoshi's lap. She looks up, huge esmerald orbs, and laughs a little ashamed. He looks down at her, warm blue eyes, and slightly smiles a real, sexy (Ooops! Just where did that come from?!) smile.]
Aoshi sits down and lifts up the cover on the keys. As he bends down his head, long bangs swing forward, blue eyes concealed.
[Time passes and one tragic night, five shadows leave the Aoiya. One seeks a title, the others follow their leader. Morning comes and a girl awakes crying as she finds a piece of her heart missing. Two souls meant to be one, torn apart.]
A tear falls down #5's cheek, as memories are revived.
[Four Onniwabanshu fall dead to save their leader. A mourning heart is sealed and a troubled man, left blind. A complete stranger, he comes back only to have her witness his bloody betrayal. Tears fall down and like fragile crystals break as he turns his back and leaves her again. Hurt. Two souls torn apart for second time.]
Popcorn and soft-drink sellers are making quite a business (for AnM, of course). This is better than the movies!
[She embarks herself on the journey to find him. On the almost impossible quest to bring back the man he was before. The real Aoshi behind the cold emotionless mask. The one who loved and was loved.]
Aoshi runs his long fingers along the keys on the shinning tail piano. The volume of the background music is gradually lowered as Aoshi starts playing the piano. He sings with husky, sexy voice ...
"Baby, please try to forgive
me,
Stay here, don't put out the glow."
[Misao is promised to have Aoshi safe and back. Aoshi is told how all of her tears are for his cause. How much pain he has done to her yet he represents her happiness. What she cries for. What she loves. And that she waits for him to return.]
"Hold me now,
Don't bother,
If every second it makes me weaker,
You can save me from the man that I become,
oh yeah,"
Aoshi stops playing the piano, which he has been doing marvelously so far, and stands up. Meanwhile the music continues and he sings along.
["Welcome home," Misao says sincerely. She is beautiful and happy to ... see him? Aoshi stands there saying nothing, absorbing the vision of her. He so much wanted to ... embrace her? "Don't move, I'll go fetch the doctor," she says. "I'm ok, Misao," he manages to utter. "You're not. Now you'd better be here when I come back." I'm not going anywhere, Misao. Not again.]
"Looking back on the things
I've done,
I was trying to be someone,
Who played my part,"
[He spends all day in the temple, consacrated meditation. She brings him tea everyday, wanting to be near him. Trying to catch his attention, while he shuts himself from the world.]
"Kept you in the dark,
Now let me show you the shape of my heart."
Aoshi walks forward with that calm, elegant pace. He walks down the stairs singing, looking from the audience to the judges with those sexy, trademark ice blue eyes of his, until he rests his eyes on certain judge #5 who inmediately finds herself frozen under his gaze.
"Sadness is beautiful,
Loneliness is tragical
So heal me,
I can't win this war,
Touch me now,
Don't bother,
If every second it makes me weaker,
You can save me from the man I've become."
He holds out a hand and she reluctantly takes it. Aoshi's large fanclub in the audience helps out with the chorus. Leading her onto stage, he sings with more emotion than ever ...
"I'm here with my confession,
Got nothing to hide no more,
I don't know where to start,
But to show you the shape of my heart.
I'm looking back on things I've
done,
I never want to play the same ol' part,
Or keep you in the dark,
Now let me show you the shape of my heart."
What the hell? Ex-BSBS, Brian, Nick, Howie, A-J, and Kevin, appear out of the blue and sing the chorus for the couple!!!
Aoshi: *almost whispering* "Show you the shape of my heart...."
A tear rolls down her rosy cheek and he leans forward wipping it off ... with a kiss. She trembles under the touch ... Oh boy, ice is melting!
#5: "Aoshi-sa---"
///// Commercial break /////
AnM: "Who would have tell Aoshi could be so romantic, ne? I don't know you, but I do want Aoshi to show me the shape of his heart (Me2: ... and many, many other things, right?)! And guys, *turning to the bishies, who were about to tease Aoshi* leave him alone 'cause this time he needs the meditation for real. What a change!
"Quiet, people. We've just getting start (yeah, what a start!)!! Take a deep breath and prepare yourselves, 'cause her come ..........
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Special thanks and freshly home-made bishies cookies for all of you people! And one of the drooling-assured Kenshin photos I wisely saved, to Lady A (I'm having the songs downloaded)Shuro, Xime (I ain't writing THAT name cause we all know, and you perfectly know by now, ne?, how much AnM dislikes her.), White Plum (Oww! So nice of you! *jumps around happily* I'm still considered almighty! Hurrahhh!), and Hotaru Yukishiro Tomoe Kamiya for the help with the writer's block for this sub contest!
Minna, you are the best! Keep R & R please, and for Mr Rurouni Kenshin Contest's sake, DO leave your vote for their performance! (I know, I know ... You can't vote 'cause the rest of the bishies haven't performed ... I'm on it, really!) Ja! ^-^
Notes: I will be "updating" (not real changes, just making the fic appear in the first two display pages for RK fics) this chapter constantly so that everybody gets to read it (I'm doing this because I certainly do not check further than the first two pages and do think many other do the same, ne?) and vote (through a review, or e-mail or some other medium) for their favorite performance and bishie so a winner can be chosen. Please bear with AnM.