Disclaimer: I do not own Tasuki, or any other character associated with
Fushigi Yuugi. Period.
"Good morning, Akire, you're an early bird, I see," Chichiri called out, spotting her sitting on a high tree branch. No reply. A minute and several branches later, Chichiri, tries to shake Akire awake, faint circles lining her eyes. Still, she slumbers on. Apparently, she was up all night in case she gets another midnight visit.
"Don't bother, I'd prefer she stayed that way, anyway," Tasuki said, climbing onto the branch. Chichiri shook his head.
"Just what is your problem with her? I know your, erm, tendencies towards women, but you know she's not that sort."
"Oh, yeah? How would you know? She ain't no damsel in distress. I'm tellin' you, we gotta watch out for this one!"
"Gonna watch out for what, pray tell?" Akire said, finally waking up. Tasuki waved a finger (not THAT finger, but with him you never know) at her and said, "See? She eavesdrops!"
"What do you mean I eavesdrop? I'm right behind you two!"
"So you're sugarcoating the fact that you sneaked up on us, huh?"
"You're being an unreasonable idiot!"
"You're being, you're being, secretive!"
"Putty-faced, big-mouthed, drunkard punk!"
"Show-off, big-shot, tomboyish, girlie!"
Akire shrieked with anger, something you rarely see her do, as she deftly kicked Tasuki on the shin, causing him to fall off the branch. Not to be undone, he caught his balance on another branch and pulled down her leg. Caught off-guard, she lands on a nearby bush. He came after her and was greeted with a punch on the gut. Needless to say, he got the wind knocked out of him and was obviously all the more irritated by her.
Tamahome, out for an early morning walk, saw the brawl and called out, "Hey, everyone! Ten bottles of wine for Tasuki getting seriously kicked in the butt!" Everyone, upon hearing him, immediately placed his or her bets.
Narrowly missing his fist, Akire asked, "Why do you have it in for me so much? Are you a spy? Or are you a traitor?"
Tasuki tried, and failed to land a punch, and said, "You wouldn't be so fond yourself if you grew up with sisters who hated you so much!" He sent his arm crashing down onto Akire, who blocked it with her own. "I, I didn't know that," she muttered weakly, rubbing her arm.
It wasn't long before she could think of something to say when a flaming arrow embedded itself into the tree's trunk. She managed to put it out before the fire spread any further. Tasuki grabbed her hand and pointed at a person standing not far from where they are. That man waved his bow over his head and called out, "My dear, sweet Akire, I knew you would come after me, you and your genius cousins! And I see you've allied yourself with the 'good guys' of this dimension." The man, though in his late 20's (in an Amrian sense, but of course he's much older in human terms), has gray, thinning hair, large eyes that looks as if the eyelids have been stretched outward, and a sinister, toothy grin. Akire's face contorted with age. "Ikegai!"
M. Quavers: note to Kamatari, remember Iro-guy? Nyork, nyork, nyork.
"Good morning, Akire, you're an early bird, I see," Chichiri called out, spotting her sitting on a high tree branch. No reply. A minute and several branches later, Chichiri, tries to shake Akire awake, faint circles lining her eyes. Still, she slumbers on. Apparently, she was up all night in case she gets another midnight visit.
"Don't bother, I'd prefer she stayed that way, anyway," Tasuki said, climbing onto the branch. Chichiri shook his head.
"Just what is your problem with her? I know your, erm, tendencies towards women, but you know she's not that sort."
"Oh, yeah? How would you know? She ain't no damsel in distress. I'm tellin' you, we gotta watch out for this one!"
"Gonna watch out for what, pray tell?" Akire said, finally waking up. Tasuki waved a finger (not THAT finger, but with him you never know) at her and said, "See? She eavesdrops!"
"What do you mean I eavesdrop? I'm right behind you two!"
"So you're sugarcoating the fact that you sneaked up on us, huh?"
"You're being an unreasonable idiot!"
"You're being, you're being, secretive!"
"Putty-faced, big-mouthed, drunkard punk!"
"Show-off, big-shot, tomboyish, girlie!"
Akire shrieked with anger, something you rarely see her do, as she deftly kicked Tasuki on the shin, causing him to fall off the branch. Not to be undone, he caught his balance on another branch and pulled down her leg. Caught off-guard, she lands on a nearby bush. He came after her and was greeted with a punch on the gut. Needless to say, he got the wind knocked out of him and was obviously all the more irritated by her.
Tamahome, out for an early morning walk, saw the brawl and called out, "Hey, everyone! Ten bottles of wine for Tasuki getting seriously kicked in the butt!" Everyone, upon hearing him, immediately placed his or her bets.
Narrowly missing his fist, Akire asked, "Why do you have it in for me so much? Are you a spy? Or are you a traitor?"
Tasuki tried, and failed to land a punch, and said, "You wouldn't be so fond yourself if you grew up with sisters who hated you so much!" He sent his arm crashing down onto Akire, who blocked it with her own. "I, I didn't know that," she muttered weakly, rubbing her arm.
It wasn't long before she could think of something to say when a flaming arrow embedded itself into the tree's trunk. She managed to put it out before the fire spread any further. Tasuki grabbed her hand and pointed at a person standing not far from where they are. That man waved his bow over his head and called out, "My dear, sweet Akire, I knew you would come after me, you and your genius cousins! And I see you've allied yourself with the 'good guys' of this dimension." The man, though in his late 20's (in an Amrian sense, but of course he's much older in human terms), has gray, thinning hair, large eyes that looks as if the eyelids have been stretched outward, and a sinister, toothy grin. Akire's face contorted with age. "Ikegai!"
M. Quavers: note to Kamatari, remember Iro-guy? Nyork, nyork, nyork.