Mr. Rurouni Kenshin Contest
By Anime no Miko
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Insert-name-here: "AnM."
AnM: "Yes?"
Insert-name-here: "This is getting boring. When is this talent contest going to end?"
AnM: "Grrr!! What did you say???"
Insert-name-here: "I said: When is the TTS going to end?"
AnM: "Not that part. You said something about this fic getting --"
Insert-name-here: "Really interesting!!!!!"
AnM: "Hn." (Hiei's little catchy phrase is on me now!)
Warning: Mixed angst and WAFF and AnM's second excuse for song lyrics ahead. Proceed on you own risk. (Hey! Where do you think you are going?!)
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-- Talent Time Show / Part 4 --
AnM: "... Soujiro and Okita!!"
Fangirls go "We love the Tenken," "Okita is a cutie," "Sou-chan, Sou-chan, 'rah 'rah 'rah!," "Okita is the best. We love you!," and so forth. Banners with a great variety of phrases and love emoticons are stretched open. Okita and Soujiro fans have taken possesion of the whole studio!
At last two brown-haired fair young men walk forward, smile and bow politely. This, particulary that never faulting smile, prompts a series of sighs, daydream looks, butterflies in the stomach and what not. Light is focused on the pair giving everyone a better appreciation of their outfit. It reveals them wearing ... *drums here* ... AnM blinks, audience goes eyes wide. Soujiro is wearing his usual white collared shirt, light blue gi and blue hakama and Okita is wearing the Shisengumi kimono! No fancy garments, everything very traditional ... traditionally their own style. And the drooling starts!
AnM: "Don't you love them?
Soujiro: "Err.. hai, but they are ...
Okita: "... er .. a bit ..."
AnM: "Yes?"
Okita and Soujiro: "... s-c-a-r-y!"
AnM: "Oh."
Okita: "Especially that girl." *points to one of the thousands of fangirls in the audience* "Uh, wait, she's coming. One, two ... She knocked down the security guys. Uh, she's strong." *steps back* "I say, we'd better go backstage now. Soujiro? Soujiro, pal?"
Soujiro: "Ri-right .. he-here."
Okita turns and finds AnM glomping Soujiro like there's no tomorrow. Yes, she is choking him. At this sight, the Captain of the First Troop of the Shisengumi falls back anime-style on the ... arms of certain Okita-obssesed girl, April-san, who has by now already reached the stage! Now there isn't just one cutie being choked but two! Aw! Poor bishies!
Soujiro: "A-no, AnM ... I can't ..breathe."
AnM: "Oops!" *unlatches herself a lil, just a little!* "Gomen ne, Sou-chan." *smiles and turns to the audience* "Girls, I have tried it myself, and so have April-san. There's no mistake. These two are TOTALLY huggable!!!!!"
The bishies in the backstage sweatdrops. The jury starts gossiping. But the fandom is made angry with this statement. They don't think it's fair that a particular fangirl gets to hug her favorite bishie while the rest have to content themselves staring. This fangirl yells back at them inciting them to go ahead knock down the security gorillas if they so want to hug *her* Okita. They growl in response and as always, AnM'd better intervene.
She promptly releases Soujiro and excuses herself alluding it's easy to be carried away with such a cute bishie near. Sou-chan inquires of AnM who is she talking about and receives a "You are the bishie, baka!" from certain genki judge #5. While all of this happens, April-san remains perfectly glued to Okita.
AnM: *whispers to her* "C'mon, April-san. Let go of Okita. He needs to do his performance, remember?"
April-san shakes her head stubbornly, refusing to let go and not in the least disquieted by the death threats from the bishie's fans. Sou-chan sweatdrops and fans Okita with a handkerchief lest he faints.
AnM: "April, if you don't release Okita in this moment, I, with the power I auto-confere myself for being AnM, will bann you for the rest of this contest," *stops for air* "which means you'll be deprived of the lovely sight of Okita. Do you understand that? That's better. Good girl. I'm watching you. OK, ladies and gentlemen, let's be quiet for the --- Hey! April-san, let him go!"
After all parties (not only April-san and the fandom, because the jury and the bishies couldn't restrain themselves and joined in) calmed down, AnM made some notes: One, don't ever allow another crazy fangirl on stage (with me is enough). Two, redouble security for the swimsuit contest and the likes. Three, fire those incompetent guards and hire anime villians in their place. Four, get a tylenol extra-strenght.
AnM: "Finally, Soujiro and Okita's dual performance!"
Applause. Cheers. Boom, boom! And yes, it's yet another singing performance. But hey, who cares, ne?!
The studio is set in complete darkness for a few minutes, after which a dim light baths the stage playing on Soujiro's form while Okita's remains in shadows. The stage has been modified and resembles a living screenshot. The night sky and moon is played on the big screen. In front, a presumable Japanese house stands to the left a few rice barrels resting against one side. Soujiro himself is standing in the center with an old sword bathed in red vicous liquid, yes, blood, in hand. Before AnM can worry on this, the music starts ...
Soujiro:
So much pain
I couldn't take anymore
Under the rain of blood
I shed some tears
Angst fills the atmosphere. A sob or more is heard. A feeling tugs at everyone's heart. Soujiro drops to his knees and closes his eyes. Okita picks up, a second light focusing on him ...
He walks towards Soujiro, standing next to him, and offers his hand ...
Okita:
Don't cry, boy
I'm by your side
Taking your pain
Look, we're the same
Soujiro stands up with Okita's help. They stare at each other, a brotherly bond is instantly formed.
Chorus: (multiple voiced, low-pitched)
Your journey ends now
Take my hand
Don't let go
Coz tomorrow is here
Waiting for us
[Instrumental]
Scenery changes to the last years of the Edo Period when the Shisengumi banded together to protect the streets of Kyoto.
Okita:
Darkness surrounded me
When light grew dimmer
Blood ran down over me
Slowly my life faded
Coughing, Okita is about to fall down but is pulled up by Soujiro.
Soujiro:
Never surrender, boy
Hold onto my hand
Together we'll find the light
Even walking over death
Chorus:
Your journey ends now
They stand up, side by side, looking very much alike. Light falls completely on them as the scenery changes one last time and into a breathtaking landscape with blue sky and shiny sun.
Okita:
Take my hand
Soujiro:
I won't let go
Soujiro:
Look at me
Okita:
I see myself
Soujiro and Okita link hands. AnM goes "Aw, how cute!" and the rest joins her.
Okita and Soujiro:
The past has gone
Chorus:
... tomorrow is here ...
Okita and Soujiro:
Coz tomorrow is here ...
Waiting for us
[Instrumental]
Soujiro and Okita:
Today ... remember to smile ... smile .. ah ah
Ovation throughout the studio. Banners are shaken wildly by the fangirls who start screaming their love out for the two bishies. AnM notices Okita and Soujiro slowly shrink out of fear? AnM to the rescue!
AnM: "What a great performance, guys. Superb musical!"
Okita and Soujiro: "Arigatou-gozaimasu, AnM."
AnM: "No problem. You deserve it! C'mon, people. Don't you agree?"
An uproar of applause is heard, shaking the stage itself. Wow hoa! Okita turns impossibly white as Soujiro counts the gorilla guards that are being knocked down one by one ... AnM looks over at the audience and spots a familiar shape making its way towards them.
AnM: "Oh no, not again ...!"
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About time for me to change this foot notes, ne? Hehehe. Gomen! O.K. First of all, thanks to those who are still reviewing this fanfic, and well, those who are reading but are too lazy to click the button below, please do it! LOL. Nay, it's just that reviews make me happy =^-^= !!
Second, we've got only one performance to go to choose the winner of the TTS contest! Yay!! Third, don't hit me for those poor lyrics. It's not my fault that's what came to my mind.
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