Disclaimer: yep still nothing....
Author's Notes: YAY! Wicked won Wicked won! I'm still happy even though it
was days ago! and I get my doggy today! DOGGYDOGGYDOGGY!!!! Okay sorry!
YAY I have a new reviewer! Thank you very much and I do try to capture Tomo
as best as possible! It's a crime to screw him up! I can even do his voice!
Perfectly! YAY! talks like Tomo hahahaha gods I'm hyper.....................okay here
ya go!
Tomo sat quietly in front of his dressing room mirror. =Too many things happened today that I
wasn't prepared for...= he smiled gently. =I didn't know I was going to be congratulated, and I had no clue
Nakago was here...= his smile slid away as his lips formed an open frown. A single tear began in the
corner of his eye and he shook it away. =I don't have time to reflect I have to get ready for the next
show...= he looked at the clock to make sure what time it was. He nodded mentally and stood. Hearing
someone come down the steps he started to take off his stage makeup. Turning at the silence he saw the red
head and smiled. "You came..." "Of course! It was really amazing! I didn't know you could do that!"
Tasuki seemed genuinely astounded and was grinning widely. Tomo approached him slowly "Well it did
take me years...and tons of practice..." "I don't think anyone could ever dance, or sing for that matter, as
well as you..." he smiled and had the lights been on brighter Tomo might have noticed Tasuki blush.
Tomo looked down and replied modestly before turning back to removing the make up. Tasuki watched
then started to look around the dressing room curiously. Tomo started to hum something light heartedly.
Soon he stood his true face showing and his hair down. "So—"Tomo started, "I just wanted to say congrats
and that it was really great and all...that's it!" Tasuki said hurrying back up the stairs and by the sound of it
tripping on one as well. Tomo blinked and shrugged. He began to hum again but this time a sneaky grin
crossed his lips.
Tomo got home late and tired. Amiboshi was sitting in a chair watching TV. "Hi..." Tomo said
already half asleep. Amiboshi turned to him smiling "Tired?" he asked cheerfully. "That better be
sarcastic..." Tomo responded grinning a little he stumbled into his room and to bed. Amiboshi let his smile drift away as Tomo left. =What chance do you have of winning someone
so much more sophisticated and wonderful than yourself over? = His thoughts stung him and the littlest of
sighs came from his tight lips. =Maybe I should just tell him...No! You idiot you don't just go up to
someone and say 'Hey I think I like you wanna get some lunch?'= He turned his head to one side scowling
at the floor. =I bet he's seeing somebody too...= his eyes narrowed and he started to feel the burning
sensation of his chi growing inside him. =Stop it before you hurt yourself= he said to himself hoping to
calm down his feelings. =Tomo seems to have changed so much from the book...he used to be so cunning
and...well...he still is but not in that evil way anymore...ah what am I saying...just go to bed Ami and stop
worrying about everything...tomorrow's another day...you can talk to him then...= He did as he suggested
but sleep eluded him that night.
(I am trying to work out the plot still...I wonder if this'll turn out good...isn't it scary when the authoress doesn't even know where her own story's going? ) (sorry it's a bit short...) (P.S. I am so sorry this took so long our internet got really screwed up and I hafta use my parents comp now...I am very sorry please forgive me!!)
Tomo sat quietly in front of his dressing room mirror. =Too many things happened today that I
wasn't prepared for...= he smiled gently. =I didn't know I was going to be congratulated, and I had no clue
Nakago was here...= his smile slid away as his lips formed an open frown. A single tear began in the
corner of his eye and he shook it away. =I don't have time to reflect I have to get ready for the next
show...= he looked at the clock to make sure what time it was. He nodded mentally and stood. Hearing
someone come down the steps he started to take off his stage makeup. Turning at the silence he saw the red
head and smiled. "You came..." "Of course! It was really amazing! I didn't know you could do that!"
Tasuki seemed genuinely astounded and was grinning widely. Tomo approached him slowly "Well it did
take me years...and tons of practice..." "I don't think anyone could ever dance, or sing for that matter, as
well as you..." he smiled and had the lights been on brighter Tomo might have noticed Tasuki blush.
Tomo looked down and replied modestly before turning back to removing the make up. Tasuki watched
then started to look around the dressing room curiously. Tomo started to hum something light heartedly.
Soon he stood his true face showing and his hair down. "So—"Tomo started, "I just wanted to say congrats
and that it was really great and all...that's it!" Tasuki said hurrying back up the stairs and by the sound of it
tripping on one as well. Tomo blinked and shrugged. He began to hum again but this time a sneaky grin
crossed his lips.
Tomo got home late and tired. Amiboshi was sitting in a chair watching TV. "Hi..." Tomo said
already half asleep. Amiboshi turned to him smiling "Tired?" he asked cheerfully. "That better be
sarcastic..." Tomo responded grinning a little he stumbled into his room and to bed. Amiboshi let his smile drift away as Tomo left. =What chance do you have of winning someone
so much more sophisticated and wonderful than yourself over? = His thoughts stung him and the littlest of
sighs came from his tight lips. =Maybe I should just tell him...No! You idiot you don't just go up to
someone and say 'Hey I think I like you wanna get some lunch?'= He turned his head to one side scowling
at the floor. =I bet he's seeing somebody too...= his eyes narrowed and he started to feel the burning
sensation of his chi growing inside him. =Stop it before you hurt yourself= he said to himself hoping to
calm down his feelings. =Tomo seems to have changed so much from the book...he used to be so cunning
and...well...he still is but not in that evil way anymore...ah what am I saying...just go to bed Ami and stop
worrying about everything...tomorrow's another day...you can talk to him then...= He did as he suggested
but sleep eluded him that night.
(I am trying to work out the plot still...I wonder if this'll turn out good...isn't it scary when the authoress doesn't even know where her own story's going? ) (sorry it's a bit short...) (P.S. I am so sorry this took so long our internet got really screwed up and I hafta use my parents comp now...I am very sorry please forgive me!!)