Author's Note: Heh heh...I just realized that there's a movie called "The
Way We Were". Honest, I didn't even know about it...I just heard about it on
the radio recently (they were doing some musical and there were parts from
the movie or something...) Anyway, from what I can tell from summaries on the
internet, it's a sappy movie, but I don't think it's /anything/ at all like
my fic. (I haven't even /seen/ the movie!) ^^;;
Disclaimer: Any similarity between the characters in this fic and any real live person is highly unlikely and purely coincidental. (Unless of course, they are somehow a past incarnation of you or something........)
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Review Thanks:
LilsHaikiD: Hm, I've had a few people ask me if Miki's male or female. All I'll say is: reread in Chapter 1—I do say, if only in passing. ^_~
Ryochan8: Yeah, I wasn't sure about that. I'm not too up-to-date on ancient Chinese ailments, so I picked on that seemed like it /could/ have been around (they did have chickens, no?) Heh. I thought so, too. I'm definitely a fan of yaoi, so this way I could sneak the appearance of it at least in. However, I am hoping that the way I've written/am writing the future chapters will still keep this interesting. I don't know if they'll be unpredictable or not, since I kinda know what's gonna happen (being the writer kinda does that ) Hope it keeps you interested!
Metajoker: Hm...I've had some interesting responses to the pace of my story. Well, whichever you feel, I hope I can keep you interested enough to keep reading. (Also, I think if the seishi felt Miki was a real danger, she'd be in a cell, but I think with people like Hotohori, Chichiri, and Nuriko- at the very least them- they'd be a pretty good judge of character. ^^) Thanks for updating!!
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Chapter 4: Trouble
Over the next few weeks, Miki and Nuriko became really good friends. They were almost inseparable. Miki also got along well with the other seishi, including Tasuki (though they were always provoking each other and arguing—but it was all in good spirits.)
Miki was so comfortable with them; she was able to be herself, though sometimes even she forgot that she wasn't a boy, which proved to be slightly troublesome....
~~~~~~ Miki sighed, sinking deeper into her hot bath. It felt so good, especially after an hour of having Tasuki teach her self-defense (with the help of numerous bruises). The girl sighed again. The bruises would be well worth it if these lessons helped her stay out of her mother's clutches.
She was starting to doze off when suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Miki groaned—she didn't wanna get out of the water. So instead, she yelled, "Just come in! The door's open!"
Miki heard the door open, then Nuriko's excited voice, "Yo! Miki! Where are you?!"
"In the bath. What's up?"
"I got it! I got the book from Hotohori!"
Miki jumped up in the tub. "You did?! Ack!!"
"Miki?"
"Oww...." Miki had slipped and fallen, bumping her head.
"Hold on."
Miki dazedly watched the door knob turn. Nuriko rushed in.
"Are you--" He stopped and stared.
Miki looked down. "Sh#t!! I can explain!"
Nuriko nodded with raised eyebrows. "Yes, I think so, too. But that can wait until I see to your head and you put on at least a robe." He helped her out of the tub and handed her a robe.
Miki blushed. "Thanks, Nuri-chan. And...I'm sorry...I didn't want to lie to you...."
He chuckled. "It's ok. I'm sure you have a good reason. 'Sides, when I first came, I made everyone think I was a girl." He led her into the bedroom and had her sit on the bed. "It's your head, ne?" At Miki's nod, the seishi gently moved aside her hair to find a growing knot on the side of Miki's skull.
Nuriko hissed in sympathy. "Looks like you got yourself good, Mi-chan, but you should be fine. You may not wanna make any sharp moves for a while though. Try not to be clumsy," he added, chuckling.
Miki nodded carefully, wincing a little, "Ok."
The purple-haired man leaned back on the bed. "Ok, now that we know you won't die...would you care to share the story of why /you/ are cross- dressing?"
Miki sighed kind of comically, "Guess I don't really have a choice....ok. First, I just wanna say...I'm sorry, and that my gender is the /only/ thing I lied about. The stuff about my mother is true...well...I'll start at the beginning...."
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A/N: I'm soooo sorry it took me forever to update!! I've had the chapter written, but I keep forgetting to post it... Sorry it's really short, but I'll try to get the next one up sooner!!! Thanks for being patient. (The next chapter should be a lot longer. ^^) Blah, I also had major trouble with cookies. That delayed posting by, oh, 2 weeks! Grrrr........ ~R.A.
Disclaimer: Any similarity between the characters in this fic and any real live person is highly unlikely and purely coincidental. (Unless of course, they are somehow a past incarnation of you or something........)
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Review Thanks:
LilsHaikiD: Hm, I've had a few people ask me if Miki's male or female. All I'll say is: reread in Chapter 1—I do say, if only in passing. ^_~
Ryochan8: Yeah, I wasn't sure about that. I'm not too up-to-date on ancient Chinese ailments, so I picked on that seemed like it /could/ have been around (they did have chickens, no?) Heh. I thought so, too. I'm definitely a fan of yaoi, so this way I could sneak the appearance of it at least in. However, I am hoping that the way I've written/am writing the future chapters will still keep this interesting. I don't know if they'll be unpredictable or not, since I kinda know what's gonna happen (being the writer kinda does that ) Hope it keeps you interested!
Metajoker: Hm...I've had some interesting responses to the pace of my story. Well, whichever you feel, I hope I can keep you interested enough to keep reading. (Also, I think if the seishi felt Miki was a real danger, she'd be in a cell, but I think with people like Hotohori, Chichiri, and Nuriko- at the very least them- they'd be a pretty good judge of character. ^^) Thanks for updating!!
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Chapter 4: Trouble
Over the next few weeks, Miki and Nuriko became really good friends. They were almost inseparable. Miki also got along well with the other seishi, including Tasuki (though they were always provoking each other and arguing—but it was all in good spirits.)
Miki was so comfortable with them; she was able to be herself, though sometimes even she forgot that she wasn't a boy, which proved to be slightly troublesome....
~~~~~~ Miki sighed, sinking deeper into her hot bath. It felt so good, especially after an hour of having Tasuki teach her self-defense (with the help of numerous bruises). The girl sighed again. The bruises would be well worth it if these lessons helped her stay out of her mother's clutches.
She was starting to doze off when suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Miki groaned—she didn't wanna get out of the water. So instead, she yelled, "Just come in! The door's open!"
Miki heard the door open, then Nuriko's excited voice, "Yo! Miki! Where are you?!"
"In the bath. What's up?"
"I got it! I got the book from Hotohori!"
Miki jumped up in the tub. "You did?! Ack!!"
"Miki?"
"Oww...." Miki had slipped and fallen, bumping her head.
"Hold on."
Miki dazedly watched the door knob turn. Nuriko rushed in.
"Are you--" He stopped and stared.
Miki looked down. "Sh#t!! I can explain!"
Nuriko nodded with raised eyebrows. "Yes, I think so, too. But that can wait until I see to your head and you put on at least a robe." He helped her out of the tub and handed her a robe.
Miki blushed. "Thanks, Nuri-chan. And...I'm sorry...I didn't want to lie to you...."
He chuckled. "It's ok. I'm sure you have a good reason. 'Sides, when I first came, I made everyone think I was a girl." He led her into the bedroom and had her sit on the bed. "It's your head, ne?" At Miki's nod, the seishi gently moved aside her hair to find a growing knot on the side of Miki's skull.
Nuriko hissed in sympathy. "Looks like you got yourself good, Mi-chan, but you should be fine. You may not wanna make any sharp moves for a while though. Try not to be clumsy," he added, chuckling.
Miki nodded carefully, wincing a little, "Ok."
The purple-haired man leaned back on the bed. "Ok, now that we know you won't die...would you care to share the story of why /you/ are cross- dressing?"
Miki sighed kind of comically, "Guess I don't really have a choice....ok. First, I just wanna say...I'm sorry, and that my gender is the /only/ thing I lied about. The stuff about my mother is true...well...I'll start at the beginning...."
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A/N: I'm soooo sorry it took me forever to update!! I've had the chapter written, but I keep forgetting to post it... Sorry it's really short, but I'll try to get the next one up sooner!!! Thanks for being patient. (The next chapter should be a lot longer. ^^) Blah, I also had major trouble with cookies. That delayed posting by, oh, 2 weeks! Grrrr........ ~R.A.