Boku-tachi/Atashi-tachi
Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone that I haven't thanked that reviewed my ficcy. You're all so great. ^^
Anyway, here's the list: darei, HikariChan, LiToAzNaKiRa, CatGirlJasp, animefreak85, Queen of Black Chaos, and Kaz.
Of course, all of those that has reviewed again, you know who you are, are just lovely. Thank you once again. Anyone that I haven't thanked will probably be thanked next chapter.
School is going to start in a few days, for me, at least, since I know some friends which already have started school, and that might decrease my frequency of posting new chapters (believe it or not, nearly every word in every chapter I've posted has been thought and typed up after midnight, so I'm more efficient to work then, but when school starts, I can't stay up that late any more). But, of course, with more encouragement (a.k.a. reviews), that'll surely be no problem.
I didn't know that having three periods in a row was considered a Microsoft Word formatting, so, if in the previous chapter you saw a standalone period, and wondered what it's doing there, it's suppose to be three periods. I think I have those errors replaced, but.....please tell me if you spot another like so.
Oh. By the way, this chapter should break through the 10000 words mark. Yay. ::raises flag of victory::
Extra: This is a note after posting. Apparently, fanfiction.net became a bit evil with titles and suddenly disallowed all special characters in (not that special) subtitles, so I couldn't use parenthesis or slashes. I tried to fix that, but then it reverted all my chapters (I should never touch anything again). So, now I'm using boring colons. =p
Disclaimer: I dream of owning Digimon, but when I wake up, it's otherwise. (Simply, I don't own Digimon.)
Prelude - Chapter 0.4: Seven Days (Day 3/Unlike Words)
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Ken groaned.
Within five seconds, he became much more aware of the environment and the messages given by his senses. Ken felt a weight on his face.
He distinctly remembered, although the memory seemed improbable to be true.
// "Let's see how we'll style your hair." The stylist said, clicking his tongue.
Ken remained silent. His fingers fidgeted involuntarily.
"I know!"
The stylist swiftly moved in front of Ken and grabbed a lock of hair on his side. He then used his other hand to gather a smaller lock of hair in the same area, and brought them together to form a bigger lock, then used a black band, and seemingly, twisted it around the lock 20 times, Ken estimated, since it was so close to his face that he couldn't tell. The stylist repeated it to the other side.
Backing off to behind Ken, the stylist proudly asked, "How do you like it?"
Both side of Ken's face has a large lock independent from the rest of his hair, suspended by a band, and the way the band is suspended resembles the Roman numeral X, so that there are horizontal lines above and below the X.
Ken blinked. He looked again. And again.
"Isn't this.......Lain's hair style? At least the banded lock." Ken scratched his face gently, hoping not to have insulted the stylist.
"Hey, good artists borrow, great artists steal." He quoted.
And apparently, the origins of the weight seemingly belong to the two locks of hair. Ken brushed the locks off his face clumsily. His day had started. Wanting to change first, he got off the bed and exited his room.
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"Good morning, Kei-san." Ken smiled as he passed Kei down the hall.
"Good morning." Kei smiled back, then continued along his path.
//Kei-san seems pretty nice to us.......although that's probably because that he is being nice to us so that we'd feel more comfortable. Maybe he's only doing this to us, joking around with us just so that we'd work better.
Ken's eyes stayed still.
//But some reason, he really seemed like he was going to sell that picture of us in facial masks.
Ken's lips moved in doubt as he opened the door to the change room and entered. He lifted his head.
//Huh?! What's that girl doing in here?
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Kei rushed, although he walked rather than ran, to the change room.
//Oh no.....I forgot to tell Ichijouji-san about 'that'.
A sweat poured down his face.
//I hope he isn't surprised.
Kei finished the final steps, then opened the door to see Ken standing there, motionless.
"Oh, Ichijouji-san, I forgot to tell you that we installed a mirror in the change room."
"It's alright."
"Are you alright? You don't look so well."
"I'm alright."
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"So, what do you have for us today?" Koushiro asked while drinking, making his question slightly incoherent.
"Ah, good question." Kei nodded as he reached his hand into his folder and pulled out a white piece of paper with various black texts on it.
Taichi tried to read the paper, but it was blurry to him at such a far distance. "What's that?"
"It's your false identity. Your background information we will do some other day, but I hope that we can settle on the names first. We already decided your last names, since it's harder to fake records according to last names if you made them up, but you can create your own first names. Certainly you can't present yourselves with male names, so please make up female names for yourselves." Kei explained, putting the piece of paper on the table.
"Ah, I see. Then you've already decided last names for us, then?" Yamato voiced his presumption.
"That's correct. We've went through quite some complicated procedures in order to make new identities on governmental records, so the last names have been preset." Kei said, standing up, holding the folder in his hand.
Takeru blinked. "Isn't that kind of illegal?"
"It sure is!"
"You say it as if it's a good thing." Ken said, stunned.
"Exactly." Kei laughed. "I'll leave you guys in this room to decide for your names, I'll come back a bit later." He said as he closed the door.
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30 minutes later.......
From a distance, Koushiro held the paper in his hand, and argued. Ken shook his head in disagreement, and argued back, his hand supporting his chin. Taichi stopped the argument with a puzzled look, then seemingly asked something. Takeru poked Taichi's shoulders and explained something with a serious look on his face.
//Hmm. Looks like they're not done. I wonder what they're arguing about? Probably situations where certain names will be advantageous, or various other things. How calculating. These boys are more fit for the job than I thought.
Kei nodded as he closed the door, blocking out the slight gap from which he peeked from.
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1 hour after the initial discussion
The room was silent. Each of the boys didn't have a dissatisfied look on their faces. It seems that the argument was settled.
Kei completely opened the door. "Have you something completed for me?"
"Yeah. We just finished it." Koushiro said, looking rather tired. He passed the piece of paper folded in half to Taichi, who gave it to Kei.
"Thanks, I'll go process this right now." Kei said gratefully and exited the room again.
"You think our names will be good enough?" Takeru pondered.
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Opening his laptop, Kei pressed a few shortcut keys by holding down the alt button on his keyboard and another key, and accessed the menu.
"Let's see here." Kei unfolded the piece of paper and looked at it.
( Name Change List
From Original - Changed
Taichi - Taiko
Yamato - Yamako
Koushiro - Koushiko
Takeru - Takeko
Ken - Kenko )
(ko is a common ending in a girl's name)
Kei went dotted eye.
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"Migaya Taiko...Dashii Yamako...Mizui Koushiko...Shiikata Takeko...Jiujochii Kenko." Kei mumbled as he typed into the laptop.
"I wonder if they will notice that we reversed their last names."
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"So.why are we sticking this piece of clear thing inside our upper lip again?" Yamato muttered while he struggled with the clear piece.
"It's a multi-functional device." Kei excitedly explained. "It amplifies the frequency of your voice, then tweaks it a little so that you sound like a girl, but it also acts as the mouth piece of your invisible walkie- talkie, of course, the other part being the cordless earphone we'll install some days later."
"Ah." Koushiro started, but stopped, realizing the different sound he made.
"Wow, I actually sound like a girl!" Takeru tested.
Ken just sat there, afraid of how he would sound like.
"This thing is amazing!" Taichi shouted.
Screech.
"I think we'll have to adjust your voice changer a bit, Taichi." Kei waved his hand out, for Taichi to give back his multi-functional nameless device.
"It's not my fault that my seiyuu is a woman!"
(seiyuu: voice actor)
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Exercise 1:
Each of the boys sit on the same one side of the round table, wondering what the television in front of them would show.
"Okay, I'm going to show you a clip, and I want you to comment upon the clip. Remember, right now, you're a girl." Kei said as he pressed play on the remote.
A scene. A room. A woman. A man. Argument. A slap from the woman.
Pause.
"Taichi. What do you think?" Kei asked.
"Woah. What's with the PMS?"
Whack.
Regaining his calmer emotions, Kei lectured, "Taichi. Remember. You are a girl. Female. Do you know what I'm saying? You're a girl right now."
A nod.
"Ah, good. Now answer my question again."
"Woah. What's with the PMS?"
"Someone else please slap him for me."
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Exercise 2:
A boy. Blushing.
Yamato eyed.
"I...umm...I love you!" The boy shouted out all of a sudden, as if using all this energy as courage.
"..." Yamato sighed, then flipped some of his hair/wig back.
Slap.
Slap.
"Go see a psychiatrist and don't bother onee-san." Yamato took some money out of his shirt pocket, threw it at the boy, and coolly walked off.
"..."
"If your onii-san keeps acting cool like this, they'll have my head before I can borrow another actor." Kei whispered to Takeru.
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Exercise 3:
A bald middle-aged man eyed Koushiro. His eyes ran up and down. Gulping, the middle-aged man slowly approached Koushiro.
The man patted Koushiro on the shoulders, "Hey, I'll pay you, come play with uncle." His glares becoming more indecent.
Koushiro brushed off his hand. "No thanks."
"Come on." The bald man tried placing his hand upon Koushiro's shoulders again. "I'll pay you 5000 yen!"
Koushiro froze.
"Okay, let's go."
Kei lowered his head. "It's my fault. I mean, I should've told him that he was not to be a whore, right?" He mumbled, in despair.
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Exercise 4:
The same bald middle-aged man looked at Ken. He sighed, then walked and proceeded with his role.
"Hey there cutie. How about we go to a motel or something?"
Ken turned around to meet the man, then scanned him with his eyes quickly.
"You shouldn't be doing this." Ken drowned?
"Eh?"
"You have a ring on your left ring finger, that means you're married. Since you're married, you shouldn't be picking up girls to go to hotels like this." Ken lectured calmly.
The man scratched his head. "But I'm just following my lines..."
"Shh. Listen when people talk to you. Have you ever considered how lonely your wife is while you're here trying to get other women to sleep with you? Have you no shame? You should at least-" Ken continued on as the man blankly nodded.
Sweatdrop.
"It's not a correct reaction, but at least it's not wrong."
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Exercise 5:
The bald man walked over to Takeru, letting a great amount of air to be exhaled through his nose, knowing that it'll almost be over.
"Hey. How about we go over to them motels, take a room, and spend some happy time?" The man put a hand on Takeru's shoulder.
Takeru froze. His eyes became clouded with doubts. A drop of cold sweat falls.
//Damn...what would a girl do? What would any girl do in this kind of situation...?
Takeru's expression hardened even more, then he nodded slightly.
Takeru shouted. "RAAAAPE!"
Turn around.
Kick in the crotch.
Look around.
Takeru runs.
"Argh...my head. God help me." Kei said, holding his forehead in his left hand.
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A bright television screen is in front of Taichi. His eyes reflect the image on the screen. Slightly pouting, he ponders, "Hmm..."
"Come on, Taichi. You know the answer. We did this already." Kei encouraged. "What's your comment on this clip?"
Taichi's eyes narrowed. Wrinkles appeared between his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no words come out, he was in a dilemma between answers. Taichi swallowed.
"No comment."
"Great. You're improving already."
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"Alright, that's all for today. Dismissed." Kei waved his hand back and forth.
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"Night."
Everyone, like zombies, walked back to their own room.
Taichi poked Yamato before Yamato could reach the door.
"Ne, Yamato..."
"What is it?"
"After all this happened, a year later...do you think we."
Gulp.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"No. Nothing. Never mind. Hahaha. I'll go back to my room now."
"Okay. Whatever suits you. Night."
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Taichi, after closing the door, immediately ran over to his bed, and jumped and lied on it. Taichi remained there.
//I don't feel like moving. No matter. The light being on doesn't bother me. I'll just sleep like this.
Taichi shivered.
It was cold.
He didn't move.
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Oi-ya. That took a long time, but it's not a long chapter! =p Well, the reason was because of school/writer's block combination or somethings. I usually publish during weekends, since I finish the chapters then (most of the time, I finish one chapter at a time), so I'll probably publish them once a week from now on. I'm sorry if this chapter wasn't as good, but it was just...er...something. Despite school, I'll try to improve upon situations (I bring a sketch note book to school all the time in case I think up something worth noting.). I usually would release chapters once a week, but if I don't release a chapter by the end of a weekend, I usually haven't finished it, and it'll probably be done the next weekend (unless there's a holiday somewhere).
And of course, review, review, review. It's encouragement. Or it's pressure. Either one, I write more that way. Anyway, it's 4 in the morning.
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Prelude - Chapter 0.5: Seven Days (Day 4/Break Day's Daybreak)
A chapter that is about a day off for the boys.
Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone that I haven't thanked that reviewed my ficcy. You're all so great. ^^
Anyway, here's the list: darei, HikariChan, LiToAzNaKiRa, CatGirlJasp, animefreak85, Queen of Black Chaos, and Kaz.
Of course, all of those that has reviewed again, you know who you are, are just lovely. Thank you once again. Anyone that I haven't thanked will probably be thanked next chapter.
School is going to start in a few days, for me, at least, since I know some friends which already have started school, and that might decrease my frequency of posting new chapters (believe it or not, nearly every word in every chapter I've posted has been thought and typed up after midnight, so I'm more efficient to work then, but when school starts, I can't stay up that late any more). But, of course, with more encouragement (a.k.a. reviews), that'll surely be no problem.
I didn't know that having three periods in a row was considered a Microsoft Word formatting, so, if in the previous chapter you saw a standalone period, and wondered what it's doing there, it's suppose to be three periods. I think I have those errors replaced, but.....please tell me if you spot another like so.
Oh. By the way, this chapter should break through the 10000 words mark. Yay. ::raises flag of victory::
Extra: This is a note after posting. Apparently, fanfiction.net became a bit evil with titles and suddenly disallowed all special characters in (not that special) subtitles, so I couldn't use parenthesis or slashes. I tried to fix that, but then it reverted all my chapters (I should never touch anything again). So, now I'm using boring colons. =p
Disclaimer: I dream of owning Digimon, but when I wake up, it's otherwise. (Simply, I don't own Digimon.)
Prelude - Chapter 0.4: Seven Days (Day 3/Unlike Words)
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Ken groaned.
Within five seconds, he became much more aware of the environment and the messages given by his senses. Ken felt a weight on his face.
He distinctly remembered, although the memory seemed improbable to be true.
// "Let's see how we'll style your hair." The stylist said, clicking his tongue.
Ken remained silent. His fingers fidgeted involuntarily.
"I know!"
The stylist swiftly moved in front of Ken and grabbed a lock of hair on his side. He then used his other hand to gather a smaller lock of hair in the same area, and brought them together to form a bigger lock, then used a black band, and seemingly, twisted it around the lock 20 times, Ken estimated, since it was so close to his face that he couldn't tell. The stylist repeated it to the other side.
Backing off to behind Ken, the stylist proudly asked, "How do you like it?"
Both side of Ken's face has a large lock independent from the rest of his hair, suspended by a band, and the way the band is suspended resembles the Roman numeral X, so that there are horizontal lines above and below the X.
Ken blinked. He looked again. And again.
"Isn't this.......Lain's hair style? At least the banded lock." Ken scratched his face gently, hoping not to have insulted the stylist.
"Hey, good artists borrow, great artists steal." He quoted.
And apparently, the origins of the weight seemingly belong to the two locks of hair. Ken brushed the locks off his face clumsily. His day had started. Wanting to change first, he got off the bed and exited his room.
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"Good morning, Kei-san." Ken smiled as he passed Kei down the hall.
"Good morning." Kei smiled back, then continued along his path.
//Kei-san seems pretty nice to us.......although that's probably because that he is being nice to us so that we'd feel more comfortable. Maybe he's only doing this to us, joking around with us just so that we'd work better.
Ken's eyes stayed still.
//But some reason, he really seemed like he was going to sell that picture of us in facial masks.
Ken's lips moved in doubt as he opened the door to the change room and entered. He lifted his head.
//Huh?! What's that girl doing in here?
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Kei rushed, although he walked rather than ran, to the change room.
//Oh no.....I forgot to tell Ichijouji-san about 'that'.
A sweat poured down his face.
//I hope he isn't surprised.
Kei finished the final steps, then opened the door to see Ken standing there, motionless.
"Oh, Ichijouji-san, I forgot to tell you that we installed a mirror in the change room."
"It's alright."
"Are you alright? You don't look so well."
"I'm alright."
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"So, what do you have for us today?" Koushiro asked while drinking, making his question slightly incoherent.
"Ah, good question." Kei nodded as he reached his hand into his folder and pulled out a white piece of paper with various black texts on it.
Taichi tried to read the paper, but it was blurry to him at such a far distance. "What's that?"
"It's your false identity. Your background information we will do some other day, but I hope that we can settle on the names first. We already decided your last names, since it's harder to fake records according to last names if you made them up, but you can create your own first names. Certainly you can't present yourselves with male names, so please make up female names for yourselves." Kei explained, putting the piece of paper on the table.
"Ah, I see. Then you've already decided last names for us, then?" Yamato voiced his presumption.
"That's correct. We've went through quite some complicated procedures in order to make new identities on governmental records, so the last names have been preset." Kei said, standing up, holding the folder in his hand.
Takeru blinked. "Isn't that kind of illegal?"
"It sure is!"
"You say it as if it's a good thing." Ken said, stunned.
"Exactly." Kei laughed. "I'll leave you guys in this room to decide for your names, I'll come back a bit later." He said as he closed the door.
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30 minutes later.......
From a distance, Koushiro held the paper in his hand, and argued. Ken shook his head in disagreement, and argued back, his hand supporting his chin. Taichi stopped the argument with a puzzled look, then seemingly asked something. Takeru poked Taichi's shoulders and explained something with a serious look on his face.
//Hmm. Looks like they're not done. I wonder what they're arguing about? Probably situations where certain names will be advantageous, or various other things. How calculating. These boys are more fit for the job than I thought.
Kei nodded as he closed the door, blocking out the slight gap from which he peeked from.
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1 hour after the initial discussion
The room was silent. Each of the boys didn't have a dissatisfied look on their faces. It seems that the argument was settled.
Kei completely opened the door. "Have you something completed for me?"
"Yeah. We just finished it." Koushiro said, looking rather tired. He passed the piece of paper folded in half to Taichi, who gave it to Kei.
"Thanks, I'll go process this right now." Kei said gratefully and exited the room again.
"You think our names will be good enough?" Takeru pondered.
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Opening his laptop, Kei pressed a few shortcut keys by holding down the alt button on his keyboard and another key, and accessed the menu.
"Let's see here." Kei unfolded the piece of paper and looked at it.
( Name Change List
From Original - Changed
Taichi - Taiko
Yamato - Yamako
Koushiro - Koushiko
Takeru - Takeko
Ken - Kenko )
(ko is a common ending in a girl's name)
Kei went dotted eye.
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"Migaya Taiko...Dashii Yamako...Mizui Koushiko...Shiikata Takeko...Jiujochii Kenko." Kei mumbled as he typed into the laptop.
"I wonder if they will notice that we reversed their last names."
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"So.why are we sticking this piece of clear thing inside our upper lip again?" Yamato muttered while he struggled with the clear piece.
"It's a multi-functional device." Kei excitedly explained. "It amplifies the frequency of your voice, then tweaks it a little so that you sound like a girl, but it also acts as the mouth piece of your invisible walkie- talkie, of course, the other part being the cordless earphone we'll install some days later."
"Ah." Koushiro started, but stopped, realizing the different sound he made.
"Wow, I actually sound like a girl!" Takeru tested.
Ken just sat there, afraid of how he would sound like.
"This thing is amazing!" Taichi shouted.
Screech.
"I think we'll have to adjust your voice changer a bit, Taichi." Kei waved his hand out, for Taichi to give back his multi-functional nameless device.
"It's not my fault that my seiyuu is a woman!"
(seiyuu: voice actor)
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Exercise 1:
Each of the boys sit on the same one side of the round table, wondering what the television in front of them would show.
"Okay, I'm going to show you a clip, and I want you to comment upon the clip. Remember, right now, you're a girl." Kei said as he pressed play on the remote.
A scene. A room. A woman. A man. Argument. A slap from the woman.
Pause.
"Taichi. What do you think?" Kei asked.
"Woah. What's with the PMS?"
Whack.
Regaining his calmer emotions, Kei lectured, "Taichi. Remember. You are a girl. Female. Do you know what I'm saying? You're a girl right now."
A nod.
"Ah, good. Now answer my question again."
"Woah. What's with the PMS?"
"Someone else please slap him for me."
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Exercise 2:
A boy. Blushing.
Yamato eyed.
"I...umm...I love you!" The boy shouted out all of a sudden, as if using all this energy as courage.
"..." Yamato sighed, then flipped some of his hair/wig back.
Slap.
Slap.
"Go see a psychiatrist and don't bother onee-san." Yamato took some money out of his shirt pocket, threw it at the boy, and coolly walked off.
"..."
"If your onii-san keeps acting cool like this, they'll have my head before I can borrow another actor." Kei whispered to Takeru.
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Exercise 3:
A bald middle-aged man eyed Koushiro. His eyes ran up and down. Gulping, the middle-aged man slowly approached Koushiro.
The man patted Koushiro on the shoulders, "Hey, I'll pay you, come play with uncle." His glares becoming more indecent.
Koushiro brushed off his hand. "No thanks."
"Come on." The bald man tried placing his hand upon Koushiro's shoulders again. "I'll pay you 5000 yen!"
Koushiro froze.
"Okay, let's go."
Kei lowered his head. "It's my fault. I mean, I should've told him that he was not to be a whore, right?" He mumbled, in despair.
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Exercise 4:
The same bald middle-aged man looked at Ken. He sighed, then walked and proceeded with his role.
"Hey there cutie. How about we go to a motel or something?"
Ken turned around to meet the man, then scanned him with his eyes quickly.
"You shouldn't be doing this." Ken drowned?
"Eh?"
"You have a ring on your left ring finger, that means you're married. Since you're married, you shouldn't be picking up girls to go to hotels like this." Ken lectured calmly.
The man scratched his head. "But I'm just following my lines..."
"Shh. Listen when people talk to you. Have you ever considered how lonely your wife is while you're here trying to get other women to sleep with you? Have you no shame? You should at least-" Ken continued on as the man blankly nodded.
Sweatdrop.
"It's not a correct reaction, but at least it's not wrong."
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Exercise 5:
The bald man walked over to Takeru, letting a great amount of air to be exhaled through his nose, knowing that it'll almost be over.
"Hey. How about we go over to them motels, take a room, and spend some happy time?" The man put a hand on Takeru's shoulder.
Takeru froze. His eyes became clouded with doubts. A drop of cold sweat falls.
//Damn...what would a girl do? What would any girl do in this kind of situation...?
Takeru's expression hardened even more, then he nodded slightly.
Takeru shouted. "RAAAAPE!"
Turn around.
Kick in the crotch.
Look around.
Takeru runs.
"Argh...my head. God help me." Kei said, holding his forehead in his left hand.
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A bright television screen is in front of Taichi. His eyes reflect the image on the screen. Slightly pouting, he ponders, "Hmm..."
"Come on, Taichi. You know the answer. We did this already." Kei encouraged. "What's your comment on this clip?"
Taichi's eyes narrowed. Wrinkles appeared between his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no words come out, he was in a dilemma between answers. Taichi swallowed.
"No comment."
"Great. You're improving already."
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"Alright, that's all for today. Dismissed." Kei waved his hand back and forth.
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"Night."
Everyone, like zombies, walked back to their own room.
Taichi poked Yamato before Yamato could reach the door.
"Ne, Yamato..."
"What is it?"
"After all this happened, a year later...do you think we."
Gulp.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"No. Nothing. Never mind. Hahaha. I'll go back to my room now."
"Okay. Whatever suits you. Night."
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Taichi, after closing the door, immediately ran over to his bed, and jumped and lied on it. Taichi remained there.
//I don't feel like moving. No matter. The light being on doesn't bother me. I'll just sleep like this.
Taichi shivered.
It was cold.
He didn't move.
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Oi-ya. That took a long time, but it's not a long chapter! =p Well, the reason was because of school/writer's block combination or somethings. I usually publish during weekends, since I finish the chapters then (most of the time, I finish one chapter at a time), so I'll probably publish them once a week from now on. I'm sorry if this chapter wasn't as good, but it was just...er...something. Despite school, I'll try to improve upon situations (I bring a sketch note book to school all the time in case I think up something worth noting.). I usually would release chapters once a week, but if I don't release a chapter by the end of a weekend, I usually haven't finished it, and it'll probably be done the next weekend (unless there's a holiday somewhere).
And of course, review, review, review. It's encouragement. Or it's pressure. Either one, I write more that way. Anyway, it's 4 in the morning.
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Prelude - Chapter 0.5: Seven Days (Day 4/Break Day's Daybreak)
A chapter that is about a day off for the boys.