Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Ahem....R&R please! Just telling me that you read it is fine! I just want to know that it's being looked at! Anyway, I want to know what you guys think of the characters I made. I'm also open to a lot of suggestions (cutting out killing Uwaki and Shuran... as I plan to do so later =D). Warning: Sometime in the future, this -may- be rated R again, and this -may- be in the DBZ section. This depends on reviews and on how bad and frequent the dirty/bloody/druggy parts get. So, if you actually are reading this, and maybe enjoying it, and it just sort of disappears one day, it might not have actually disappeared. And, if you haven't figured yet, this is NOT AU, and I have no intention of doing so with this piece. Back to "Dorai" and his new eyecandy!
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The rest of the month ran rather smoothly. I was able to excuse myself rather gracefully when needed, and I found that when I turned my ring a certain way, my image somewhat faded and dimmed. Not like my real form was visible, but my body just seemed harder to notice. Furthermore, I used some of my paycheck to buy some curtains. That might not sound very important, but with Uwaki around, it was a huge comfort.
Jin and I would go out together every once in a while. We'd go out to other bars or some night clubs (where I found she smoked the same blends I did, which usually consisted of mostly opium) and watch movies. Sometimes, when nothing was playing, we'd meet at my apartment (she insisted that hers was too small for both of us to hang around in) with some rentals or watch TV.
It would get odd sometimes, though. We had so much in common, at times we said the same things at the same time, or did the same things on nights where we didn't see each other. Uwaki and Shuran got more and more jealous, and pretty much the rest of the bar was in envy. Even so, we insisted that we weren't together. Nothing was going on. We didn't have any feelings for each other. At least... that's what we said.
Spring was coming up everywhere. The weather was warm and sunny. I had a headache and my nose kept itching. I kept a handkerchief with me for whenever I would sneeze. Tonight was Jin's time off, and I had to hold with the secondary barkeep. Lo and behold, here came Uwaki, just failing with her last attempt to get a guy."Really! All these men, coming to a singles' bar, and their all either married or engaged or taken in some way!"
"Maybe their lying and they really hate you," I mused, "I mean, you can't really believe that all of those men are taken, can you?" I started laughing cruelly.
She made a face. "Well, I still have you! And Jin's not here tonight! Why don't we go out instead?"
"No."
"WHY?!"
"I hate you."
She fettered and fretted to this answer. "Big tease, you're so mean! Playing with a girl's affections like that!"
"I haven't touched your affections! I have no idea where they've been!"
She stared at me long and hard for a minute, to the point that I began to get uneasy. Then she snapped her fingers and screamed out, "I get it! You're a homo, aren't you?!"
I practically fell down. Now, I might have only been 4 years old, and I might have been a human for only a month, but I knew what that was and I... didn't take kindly to it. More truely, I exploded.
"I'M INTERESTED IN NO ONE! NOBODY! OF EITHER GENDER! I'M NOT HERE TO PICK UP CHICKS, OR FIND A ONE NIGHT STAND: I'M HERE TO WORK! AND EVEN IF I WERE INTERESTED IN ANYONE, IT SURE AS HELL WOULDN'T BE YOU, YOU VILE, INCORRIGIBLE HARLOT!"
The whole bar went silent for a moment. Then Nama started laughing his ass off, and everybody turned back to normal. Everybody, except Uwaki, who ran to the ladies' room, crying. When Nama regained his composure, he came over to me and congratulated my use of vocabulary in that last outburst. A few minutes later, Shuran came in. He came to the bar with his head down and ordered a double whiskey.
"You know, Jin's not here." I said, preparing the drink.
"I know! I know! Good lord do I know!" He said, looking up at me. Then I realized that he had a black eye. Wow this amusement doesn't end!
"What happened? A girl hit you when you grabbed her ass?" I said with a smirk.
He shook his head. "I tried to hang out with Jin, tonight. She kept pushing me away, so I called her a lesbian."
"For the love of... you've got to be kidding! Uwaki just called me gay, and now she's in the bathroom pouting her eyes out!"
He stood up quickly. "Oh my god! You didn't hit her did you?!"
"No no no... I called her a slut." I chuckled. But its still odd, I thought, that she would have the same experience as I so often. It was really quite annoying. Like it was some mockery that Kami-Sama placed on me. I sighed when I thought this. Damn him! And I couldn't even kill him!
The rest of the night flowed rather fluid-like for me. Nobody really bothered me. I was actually close to happy. When my shift was over, I stepped outside, taking my vest off since the weather was still warm, and as I went up the steps to the sidewalk, I saw Jin leaning against the pronged, steel fencing.
"Ah! Jin! What are you doing, just loitering there?" I greeted.
I seemed to have woken her from some sort of dream-like state, because she looked at me somewhat startled at first. Then she gave a breath and greeted me in turn. "I was just thinking about something I'm supposed to do whenever I leave North Capital."
"'Whenever you leave'?" I repeated, "You're going home so soon?"
She held up her hands and shook her head. "Not at all. I wont leave for another year at least. But..." she sighed, "It's inevitable. Let's get off that subject, shall we? How about we rent something tonight and get stoned? I'm feeling pretty good right now, and I don't feel like going home."
I smiled at the brusqueness of her request. "I'd rather go to a club tonight. Maybe..." I hesitated for a moment, "I might try dancing."
She giggled. Not like a school girl does, but much more mature, with some cruelty underneath it. I really felt that I was partial to her laugh. We ran off together to the nearest club.
The music was rather decent. Instead of a brain-fried DJ, there were actual musicians performing on a stage. The club was somewhere between classy and contemporary. Of course, I've never heard most of the songs before, so I didn't try to go on the floor as a forwarding opportunity. We both watched other people dance. From what others were mumbling (good thing I still have my keen hearing, even with this guise) I was able to discern the names of some of the dances that I was witnessing. It all seemed rather confusing. There were more then one criterion of dance, and it seemed like each of these criteria had hundreds of variations. But I kept up with it, none the less.
I believe Jin became restless, as she grabbed my hand and drug me up there herself. I was actually pretending to pout, begging that I've never danced before. She didn't show any mercy. It was even a fast-paced song, and I was forced to comply, lest I make a fool of myself.
I followed her step mostly. Pretty soon, it didn't feel too awkward, and I was able to keep to pace. Before I knew it, we had already danced to 3 songs, and I was willing to continue.
Two hours flew by, and we exited the club together. Suddenly, I felt odd. I was no longer embracing her, moving with her. Yet I could still feel her hands in mine. I looked at her, and found she was already staring at me.
"It's... strange, isn't it?" she muttered. I nodded. I didn't think I could speak. For some reason, my throat locked up. Then I sighed, and held out my hand. "It was a nice evening, Jin. I had no idea you danced so well."
She took my hand and shook it. "I never did dance before, really. I only watched my parents and my brother dance all the time."
"Oh?" I felt a little embarrassed to this.
She nodded, and let go of my hand. She gave her valedictions, then went on her way. I watched her walking to her apartment for a little while. I just noticed the clothing that she was wearing: black, velvet pants and a burgundy blouse. It matched her, I thought. I turned and walked home, not allowing that idea to fully develop in my mind.
Ahem....R&R please! Just telling me that you read it is fine! I just want to know that it's being looked at! Anyway, I want to know what you guys think of the characters I made. I'm also open to a lot of suggestions (cutting out killing Uwaki and Shuran... as I plan to do so later =D). Warning: Sometime in the future, this -may- be rated R again, and this -may- be in the DBZ section. This depends on reviews and on how bad and frequent the dirty/bloody/druggy parts get. So, if you actually are reading this, and maybe enjoying it, and it just sort of disappears one day, it might not have actually disappeared. And, if you haven't figured yet, this is NOT AU, and I have no intention of doing so with this piece. Back to "Dorai" and his new eyecandy!
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The rest of the month ran rather smoothly. I was able to excuse myself rather gracefully when needed, and I found that when I turned my ring a certain way, my image somewhat faded and dimmed. Not like my real form was visible, but my body just seemed harder to notice. Furthermore, I used some of my paycheck to buy some curtains. That might not sound very important, but with Uwaki around, it was a huge comfort.
Jin and I would go out together every once in a while. We'd go out to other bars or some night clubs (where I found she smoked the same blends I did, which usually consisted of mostly opium) and watch movies. Sometimes, when nothing was playing, we'd meet at my apartment (she insisted that hers was too small for both of us to hang around in) with some rentals or watch TV.
It would get odd sometimes, though. We had so much in common, at times we said the same things at the same time, or did the same things on nights where we didn't see each other. Uwaki and Shuran got more and more jealous, and pretty much the rest of the bar was in envy. Even so, we insisted that we weren't together. Nothing was going on. We didn't have any feelings for each other. At least... that's what we said.
Spring was coming up everywhere. The weather was warm and sunny. I had a headache and my nose kept itching. I kept a handkerchief with me for whenever I would sneeze. Tonight was Jin's time off, and I had to hold with the secondary barkeep. Lo and behold, here came Uwaki, just failing with her last attempt to get a guy."Really! All these men, coming to a singles' bar, and their all either married or engaged or taken in some way!"
"Maybe their lying and they really hate you," I mused, "I mean, you can't really believe that all of those men are taken, can you?" I started laughing cruelly.
She made a face. "Well, I still have you! And Jin's not here tonight! Why don't we go out instead?"
"No."
"WHY?!"
"I hate you."
She fettered and fretted to this answer. "Big tease, you're so mean! Playing with a girl's affections like that!"
"I haven't touched your affections! I have no idea where they've been!"
She stared at me long and hard for a minute, to the point that I began to get uneasy. Then she snapped her fingers and screamed out, "I get it! You're a homo, aren't you?!"
I practically fell down. Now, I might have only been 4 years old, and I might have been a human for only a month, but I knew what that was and I... didn't take kindly to it. More truely, I exploded.
"I'M INTERESTED IN NO ONE! NOBODY! OF EITHER GENDER! I'M NOT HERE TO PICK UP CHICKS, OR FIND A ONE NIGHT STAND: I'M HERE TO WORK! AND EVEN IF I WERE INTERESTED IN ANYONE, IT SURE AS HELL WOULDN'T BE YOU, YOU VILE, INCORRIGIBLE HARLOT!"
The whole bar went silent for a moment. Then Nama started laughing his ass off, and everybody turned back to normal. Everybody, except Uwaki, who ran to the ladies' room, crying. When Nama regained his composure, he came over to me and congratulated my use of vocabulary in that last outburst. A few minutes later, Shuran came in. He came to the bar with his head down and ordered a double whiskey.
"You know, Jin's not here." I said, preparing the drink.
"I know! I know! Good lord do I know!" He said, looking up at me. Then I realized that he had a black eye. Wow this amusement doesn't end!
"What happened? A girl hit you when you grabbed her ass?" I said with a smirk.
He shook his head. "I tried to hang out with Jin, tonight. She kept pushing me away, so I called her a lesbian."
"For the love of... you've got to be kidding! Uwaki just called me gay, and now she's in the bathroom pouting her eyes out!"
He stood up quickly. "Oh my god! You didn't hit her did you?!"
"No no no... I called her a slut." I chuckled. But its still odd, I thought, that she would have the same experience as I so often. It was really quite annoying. Like it was some mockery that Kami-Sama placed on me. I sighed when I thought this. Damn him! And I couldn't even kill him!
The rest of the night flowed rather fluid-like for me. Nobody really bothered me. I was actually close to happy. When my shift was over, I stepped outside, taking my vest off since the weather was still warm, and as I went up the steps to the sidewalk, I saw Jin leaning against the pronged, steel fencing.
"Ah! Jin! What are you doing, just loitering there?" I greeted.
I seemed to have woken her from some sort of dream-like state, because she looked at me somewhat startled at first. Then she gave a breath and greeted me in turn. "I was just thinking about something I'm supposed to do whenever I leave North Capital."
"'Whenever you leave'?" I repeated, "You're going home so soon?"
She held up her hands and shook her head. "Not at all. I wont leave for another year at least. But..." she sighed, "It's inevitable. Let's get off that subject, shall we? How about we rent something tonight and get stoned? I'm feeling pretty good right now, and I don't feel like going home."
I smiled at the brusqueness of her request. "I'd rather go to a club tonight. Maybe..." I hesitated for a moment, "I might try dancing."
She giggled. Not like a school girl does, but much more mature, with some cruelty underneath it. I really felt that I was partial to her laugh. We ran off together to the nearest club.
The music was rather decent. Instead of a brain-fried DJ, there were actual musicians performing on a stage. The club was somewhere between classy and contemporary. Of course, I've never heard most of the songs before, so I didn't try to go on the floor as a forwarding opportunity. We both watched other people dance. From what others were mumbling (good thing I still have my keen hearing, even with this guise) I was able to discern the names of some of the dances that I was witnessing. It all seemed rather confusing. There were more then one criterion of dance, and it seemed like each of these criteria had hundreds of variations. But I kept up with it, none the less.
I believe Jin became restless, as she grabbed my hand and drug me up there herself. I was actually pretending to pout, begging that I've never danced before. She didn't show any mercy. It was even a fast-paced song, and I was forced to comply, lest I make a fool of myself.
I followed her step mostly. Pretty soon, it didn't feel too awkward, and I was able to keep to pace. Before I knew it, we had already danced to 3 songs, and I was willing to continue.
Two hours flew by, and we exited the club together. Suddenly, I felt odd. I was no longer embracing her, moving with her. Yet I could still feel her hands in mine. I looked at her, and found she was already staring at me.
"It's... strange, isn't it?" she muttered. I nodded. I didn't think I could speak. For some reason, my throat locked up. Then I sighed, and held out my hand. "It was a nice evening, Jin. I had no idea you danced so well."
She took my hand and shook it. "I never did dance before, really. I only watched my parents and my brother dance all the time."
"Oh?" I felt a little embarrassed to this.
She nodded, and let go of my hand. She gave her valedictions, then went on her way. I watched her walking to her apartment for a little while. I just noticed the clothing that she was wearing: black, velvet pants and a burgundy blouse. It matched her, I thought. I turned and walked home, not allowing that idea to fully develop in my mind.
