Tachiagair Jakunen Written by: Fira Flame

I do not own these characters; they belong to their respective owners. Keeren belongs to me and Missy and Teri belong to Missy and Teri.

This is a re-written version of the original copy of Tachiagair Jakunen, which I had written in the fall of 2002. It sucked, really bad, so here I am, re-writing it...

Enjoy!

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Random inspiration pays off, even when you're just re-reading some of the better chapters of the same story. There won't be much about Missy in this chapter, so get over it! I'm sick of focussing on her when there's two more couples in this story that need some attention! :P

If you make even one meeting wrong, Then even the feelings of love become thorns The pain I submerged deep in my heart screamed and was revived Sometimes I try to blame myself, saying "Why did I do that?" Sometimes I ask my friend, saying "But why?"

Reflected in the flowing water, a fragment of memory I swore in my heart I'd never repeat those thoughts again. Reflected in the flowing water, there is sorrow, so with this power, with this life, I want to protect you.

Mizu-Kagami - Chichiri - Fushigi Yuugi

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Chapter 10

Nuriko sat on the couch, drumming her fingers into the armrest. In her other hand, she held a pair of passes, to the 'Le Exotique Fête' Dance club. It was rare for her to come across passes like this, but a friend couldn't go, so they gave them to her. Who was she going to go with? It was a once in a lifetime chance to go to this place, expensive as well, she wasn't going to waste a pass if she couldn't go with someone. Mirai walked into the living room, a towel around his head, he had obviously just gotten out of the shower. Bingo.

"Hey. Mirai." Nuriko called as Mirai stepped into the kitchen. He looked over his shoulder as Nuriko walked up to him.

"Yeah?"

"Umm, I was just wondering... I got this passes to a dance club downtown, and I have two. And uh, I've never been there before, so I was wondering if..."

"I would go with you?" Mirai smiled. Nuriko nodded, hoping that her blush wasn't too noticeable.

"Sure, I'd love to go. I haven't been to a club in a long time." Mirai continued his smile, he unwrapped the towel from around his head and his damn lavender hair cascaded around his him. Nuriko felt like giggling like a school girl. His hair was darker when it was wet, and when it was fully down, he looked uncontrollably handsome. Fight the giggles, fight the giggles!

"Al-all right." Nuriko replied, putting the passes into her pocket. "Try an' be ready by nine o'clock, okay?"

"Sure."

Nuriko turned and walked towards her basement bedroom. Her face was probably a hundred times redder than normal. She was fighting a mass fit of giggles and girlish squeals, and was slowly loosing as the grin formed on her face. She skipped into her bedroom and quickly shut the door, the giggles had to be let loose.

"Eeeeeeeee!!!" Nuriko yipped, clapping her hands on her cheeks. She danced around around and hurried to her closet. What to wear? The strong-woman seishi shook her head, trying to calm the short, loud giggles as they erupted. They couldn't be helped. She was going to 'Le Exotique Fête' with Mirai! The second most hottest guy she had ever met. Hotohori-sama was first and Tamahome was third. She pulled out a yellow tube top, never, it was getting too small. She still couldn't believe it, the last thing she would have imagined happening was Mirai turning her down for someone else, who that someone else was, she didn't want to imagine. She dig into the back of her closet and pulled out a red skin tight kimono, trimmed in gold. It hadn't been worn in ages. Would it still fit? A minute or two of changing, and it did! Nuriko jumped for joy.

Only a few hours until they left....

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Nuriko fingered the handful of keys in her palms. She was borrowing Teri's car, being Nuriko didn't own one of her own yet. She looked at the pile of keys in hand, there were so many keys on the chain, and so many knick- knacks that she wouldn't be surprised if something lived in there. Nuriko looked up when she heard someone clear their throat, there stood Mirai. His hair pulled into a casual tail, he wore a black Tee-shirt with a pair of black jeans. He smiled and reached over to the door, opening it for her. Nuriko turned her face away, her cheeks turning red.

"Shall we be going?" Mirai asked, his voice as smooth as cream. Nuriko nodded, smiling up to him. She stepped out of the house, the cool September air greeting her. Chilled only for a moment, she went over to the deep green blazer. Nuriko felt uncomfortable being the one driving, but she was the one who invited him, it was the only way to go.

As they drove, a thick silence settled over the two. What was there to talk about? Hey, your hair looks nice, thanks. Another silence would follow everything, and ever topic...

(did you hear about that guy who broke a toe on the moon...?)

...seemed just as stupid as the next. Nuriko felt uncomfortable, her dress was rolling up the back, and she had the fear that it might rip and show her rear off, but she was too self conscious to fix it. Mirai on the other hand, was nervous, but not as much as Nuriko. His palms were sweaty. His Saiya-jin nose was picking up smells and scents from Nuriko that he wasn't used to. A new perfume? Different kind of fabric used in the dress? Perspiration? Damn, he couldn't stand it. Sometimes he damned himself for the advanced senses he had. He tried to wave the scents away, without calling attention to Nuriko, he didn't want to insult her on...

(a date?)

...yes, a date. Mirai was going on a date, his second date in his entire life. Once when he was sixteen he had tried going out with a local girl, but she had run away from him after the area in which they were eating was attacked by Androids. After that, he decided not to try with females anymore, at least until the threat of the Androids was over. Once it was, he had forgotten completely about dating, concentrating close to completely on his studies and studies alone.

Words were running through his head faster than he could understand them. Word for word, he assembled something that would possibly calm the violet haired seishi down.

"Hey." Mirai said, resting his hand on her shoulder. He felt her jump with surprise, as if she'd forgotten there was someone else in the car. "What's wrong? You aren't nervous are you?"

Nuriko shook her head quickly. "O-of course not!" She gave him a weak, yet enthusiastic smile.

"Well, that's good. We are friends, aren't we?"

Nuriko nodded this time, slower. She returned him an honest smile this time, one that looked true.

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Nuriko rubbed her arms as she stepped out of the blazer. It had got cold quick tonight. She stood in front of the 'Le Exotique Fête', it was a large one-story building, complete with trim for the up coming halloween holiday. A large man at the front with a black shirt seemed to watch them with dark eyes. The bouncer. Mirai stepped around the car and greeted her with a smile. He held out his arm, and Nuriko took it. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard after all. They walked in step towards the entrance. The large man held his hand forward as they approached. Nuriko reached into her purse and pulled out the two passes, the man took them.

The whole building was one large room, save for storage, bathrooms and maybe a separate room for lounging employees. Along the walls rested pairs of victorian red velvet chairs, each accompanied with a small table. Running along the walls were twin neon lights of blue and violet, giving the room a wide feel. The bar stretched along one wall, a young bartender behind it. Behind him sat shelves of clear glasses, each for a different drink. There was a booth in the center of the far wall, which had several more blue and green neon lights running around it. It was empty, but obviously the DJ's booth. A vast majority of the room was taken up by a slick tiled floor, with an assortment of lights above it, the dance floor. This was also empty.

"This place looks stale." Mirai commented.

"Yeah, they usually do, we're here so early." Nuriko replied. She eyed the bar and smiled. "Why don't we get a few drinks to warm the night up, hmm?"

"Wonderful."

Nuriko strolled up to the bar, and ordered two hard Lemonades for the two of them. The bartender asked to see her ID. The violet seishi smiled and pulled an ID from her purse. She wasn't 21, only a year under, but Melissa had helped her get a fake ID until her next birthday. The bartender took a few looks at it, looking it over. He approved it and returned it, turning to fetch their drinks.

"I wonder who's DJ-ing tonight." Nuriko mumbled before she sipped her drink.

"Does it really matter?" Mirai questioned. Nuriko nodded with a gulp.

"Yeah, different DJ's like different music. I'm in a real good Techno mood tonight. What about you?"

"Same."

Nuriko smiled and rested her drink on the bar.

(wow hes hot and likes techno too how lucky can a girl be?)

With the strike of an electronic clock behind the bar, the DJ appeared. It was nine thirty. The DJ announced himself.

"Hey everyone, this is DJ Roman Santino, welcome to another wonderful saturday night at 'Le Exotique Fête'. I'm open to requests and I'll be here all night." The tanned young man smiled to the crowd and opened the collection with a wild upbeat mix, it had the feel of another world to it. Various other club goers had already flocked toward the floor, ready to pump out their energy.

"Hey, c'mon Trunks." Nuriko pulled on his arm. "Lets go out to the floor, okay?"

"Okay." Mirai replied with an enthusiastic grin. The two marched through the crowds and were in the middle of the floor. Mirai glanced around, looking a bit sheepish. Nuriko noticed and decided to lead the way of the dance, which Mirai tried to follow along. No more than ten minutes later, the two violet haired warriors found themselves in the thick of the music, light, and sound. Nuriko danced elaborately, throwing her hands into the hair, her dress spanning out underneath her. Mirai danced closer to her, in a lower of dance style. They could feel the heat rising off each other's bodies. Though Mirai was a Saiya-jin, a super saiya-jin, a simple recreation activity would use his energy quickly. Nuriko suddenly lost balance on her shoes and toppled over, into Mirai's safe arms. She smiled up on him, the small amount of alcohol in her showing. She laughed, hugging his arms. Mirai laughed in return and helped her stand.

"I'm gonna go get us another drink, okay?" She said, nearly yelling over the music. Mirai nodded.

"I'll go with you!" He replied, a shout as well.

Nuriko stepped up to the blue rimmed bar, and rapped her knuckles lightly against the marble surface, summoning the tender. The fair faced bartender stepped up to them.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Hmm... I'm in the mood for something a bit harder than Lemonade, aren't you Mirai?" Nuriko said, running her finger down the list of drinks. She found something she hadn't had in a while, for many reasons.

"I'll have two 'Sex-On-The-Beach's." Nuriko smiled up to the tender. He nodded and began preparing their drinks.

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Mirai laughed as Nuriko spun in a circle, her slender arms extended around her. A warm flush stretched across the seishi's face, along with the Saiya- man. The two were obviously drunk. Neither of them were driving home. Teri was already on her way to pick up her car, and the two bubbling idiots.

Nuriko let out a long giggle as she sat next to Mirai on the red velvet stool. Her hair had fallen out of it's previously tight bun, and now water- falled around her. In her hand she held the last drink the bartender was allowing the couple, a simple 'Schmirnoff Ice'. The two passed it between each other. The taste was bitter, yet strangely delicious. Sadly, the alcohol content of the drink was low, neither seemed to care.

" 'ey Merai." Nuriko said, grabbing the dazed Saiya-man's attention.

"Ey?"

"You eva been kissed by a gurl?"

"Yup."

"Who...?"

Mirai grinned, closing his eyes and resting against the bar. "Mah momma." Mirai replied, his voice slurring just slightly. Nuriko gave him a hilarious cross look.

"Besides her, man. Like, a young, sexy woman, like-a me"

Mirai shook his head, looking up at the tiled ceiling. "Nopes."

Nuriko had a fox-like grin on her face as she stood up from her chair. She nearly lost her balance on her high shoes, but she managed to get over to Mirai without incident.

"Huh...?" Mirai said, straining his eyes on the violet haired seishi.

"Well, y'know what?" Nuriki started, putting her hands on his shoulders. "I wanna change that."

Mirai stared at her dumbly as she reached closer, her breath littered with the stench of alcohol, not that it really mattered. Her lips met his, first timid, testing, she then pushed against him lightly. Mirai felt his eyes flutter shut as his hands reached up to her shoulders, fighting the urge that wanted to push against her as hard as he could. Nuriko pulled away, her eyes half shut, as if in a daze. Mirai opened his, looking into hers. Something small inside him seemed to flower.

"Ah... " They heard. Mirai turned to where the sound came from, and found Teri looking at them with a slightly surprised look on her face.

"Ey!! Ter-ay!" Nuriko called, loudly, even though the Saiya-elf was only fifteen feet away from the two. Nuriko pulled away from Mirai's arms and stood, waving. "Come'n join the par-TAAY!" The willow seishi cried out as she lost balance and fell to the floor. Mirai snickered.

"Oh PLEASE don't tell me she's out cold..." Teri rolled her eyes, shooting a glance at Nuriko, she was out. "God damnit..."

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A/N: GAH! I SWEAR I've been working on this chapter for a month! I just like... got... a Writers block... It was hard to get around.. But I finally finished this chapter!! ...it's not like anyone besides a handful of people reads Issues anyways... -_-;;

To Be Continued...