Chapter 5: Sarah's Adventures in Anime Land
(A/N well, it's approximately one page of chapter 5. Don't worry there will be more. If you thought you read all of chapter four, but don't remember the events leading up to Sarah's narrative, go back to chapter 4. You likely missed my update when I posted more of ch 4 because I think author alert only sends out e-mail for new chapters, not replacing old chapters with new content. I try to e-mail people, but not every one has an e-mail available, and I don't always have time. )
"I was luckier then you were in regards to landing places, but only slightly."
"How could you be only slightly luckier?! I nearly got run over by a truck and then a Sailor Moon fan took me home with her!" I complained.
" Believe me, I'm taking all that into account. Shut up and listen. I landed, fully-clothed, fortunately, in a hot spring whose only other occupant was a kitsune-guy with an unhealthy obsession with neko people. And since I appeared out of nowhere, I guess he'd decided I was a gift from the gods, since he immediately started babbling at a mile a minute in Japanese, and the words I heard over and over were, arigato, kami, and neko-tenchi-sama. While he was thanking the gods, I crawled over to a rock and pulled myself out. I thought, well, at least I'm warm and drenched now, instead of cold and drenched from the rain. Then I just put my head in my hands and wondered why I was worrying about water temperature when there was a guy with fox ears and a fox tail fervently thanking the gods for something in Japanese. And I noticed that my ears weren't in the right place, nor were they the correct shape. Couldn't deal with that. Ask the easy (er) questions first, then worry about the how and why of it all.
"Where am I?" I asked.
" Earth, Japan, Tokyo, The Satchi family's hot spring resort hotel. I don't know English good so excuse me a moment."
Well that was a pretty specific definition. I was surprised he didn't give me he longitude and latitude too. Not that any of it did me any good. Which Japan? Which Tokyo? Since when does Japan have honest to god kitsune? Since when are there hot springs in Tokyo for that matter?
Then the kitsune guy came back, and following him was a kitsune girl in a French maid's outfit with strange eyes that seemed too big for her face and didn't reflect light normally. '
"Persocom, right?" I put in.
"Yeah. She was carrying a stack of towels and clothes,"
"Speaking of towels, he was wearing one right?" I butted in.
"Yes, he had a towel tied around his waist, thank God. I had no wish to see how far down the short red orange fur on his chest extended. When the girl saw me crouched on my rock, she smiled and said in English, "I'm Shikami, one of the Satchi family Persocoms. So you're the little cat angel Seiya-dono claims was sent to him by the gods. I have orders to translate for you from Seiya-dono, and orders to see that you get dry and warm and also are protected from Seiya-dono's obsession with cat-girls from Sada-sama. (A/N Shikami addresses each family member however he/she wishes to be addressed, and these suffixes don't reflect the structure of the family or anything, just that Seiya has the biggest ego, insisting upon a hyper formal archaic suffix from all the Persocoms, also don't ask me why she uses the Japanese suffixes in English, but she does). "There's a bathroom you can use to change over there. I apologize if the outfit is not what you're used to, but my clothes were the only ones without a tail hole far too big for your tail, as the skirt is short enough in back I don't need a tail hole."
"My tail…"I said faintly, reaching back to observe that yes, there was indeed a tail there. I took the offered towels and clothes, and went to the changing room indicated. When I took a good look at the outfit, a pink and navy variant of the one Shikami was wearing, I solemnly vowed that I would strangle Ashe when I saw him again, if I ever saw him again, because somehow this was likely all his fault.