Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I'm very sorry for the outrageously extensive amount of time it took to update. You see, I had to do a biography project and I was stuck with Pocahontas (lucky me). I had to write a four-page essay and a thirty lined poem about her, so you can guess what I was doing for a whole week... And in English class we're getting an overdose of writing assignments to prepare for the writing TAKS (Texas Assessment of Knowledge and Skills) test, which is tomorrow! I just know they'll give us a stupid writing prompt! Something like, 'Write a composition about why it is important to treat others with respect'. Oh well, here's the chapter, and please review! I find flames to be extremely helpful so long as I know why I'm being burned to a crisp!
Beggars Can't Be Choosers
GoGo was breathless and exhausted. Her legs threatened to collapse if she sprinted to any further extent, so she walked at an unhurried speed. She knew she didn't have to worry about those cops; they were probably still searching for her at school! GoGo saw Tanabe on the other side of the road and stopped in mid-step. She ran into the first building she saw... a Library...
A young woman, around 19 or so, was behind the counter stamping books. She had long black hair and dark-brown eyes hidden behind round glasses. She smiled and laughed quietly to herself as GoGo scrambled in, and GoGo, embarrassed, returned the greeting with a nod. GoGo moved swiftly to the back of the Library. She was walking down an aisle when she heard the door open.
"Welcome, Tanabe-san."
As soon as the librarian made the 'n' sound in 'Tanabe', GoGo crouched down and grabbed a random book to hide her face. To her discomfort, she had to stare at two pages of a book entitled, "Is Your Girlfriend's Vagina Happy?"
"Miss? You wouldn't by any chance have seen a middle school girl come in here, have you?" Tanabe asked, trying his best to be tolerant.
The librarian raised an eyebrow at him. "May I ask what a detective would want with a middle school student?"
"Is she in here or not?" his patience was wearing thin.
"Now, now, Tanabe-san. You can't expect people to help you with that tone of voice." She said lightly, wetting a stamp with blue ink.
"I'm not in the mood for you to play games with me right now... Answer the question please!"
"Gomen, but I wasn't paying attention to who walked in or not." she placed the stamp firmly on the book, "Unlike some people I'm very busy."
Tanabe scowled. "Are you saying that your job is more demanding than mine?"
"Oh no, Tanabe-san! I would never in my life dream of verbalizing such a notion! Why my part-time job is nothing at all compared to your detective work!" she said this cheerfully, making it very confusing to Tanabe if she was being sarcastic or not.
GoGo was listening to the tête-à-tête, feeling quite entertained. It also gave her something to think about besides the two disturbing pages that were pressed up against her nose.
"I'll just see if she's here for myself!"
"Be my guest." she shut the book.
He looked through some of the aisles until he made it to the one where GoGo was. GoGo stiffened when she sensed someone's eyes fixed on her.
"God... kids these days... already deciding if they're gay or not..." he mumbled to himself.
That was ironic. The god-awful book GoGo was forced to stare at had saved her from Tanabe.
Tanabe walked off, but not before the librarian got a chance to talk with him some more!
"Oh! Before you go Tanabe-san, there's something I need to speak with you about."
"Nani no mo?" he asked disdainfully.
"It's about your late fee. You know, 35 Ways to have a Faster, Longer Lasting Errection? It's vol.18 of the Erotica Series."
GoGo nearly burst out laughing. It took a large amount of will power to hold the laughter back.
Tanabe blushed. "How 'bout I just buy the damn book..."
"Gomen na sai, but there's a waiting list."
The two of them continued their conversation for a good while until GoGo at last heard the door slam shut. She heaved a sigh of relief and closed the damn book. She was about to place it back on the shelf when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the librarian. She fell back, surprised.
"So," the librarian inquired, "May I ask why that detective was searching for you?"
GoGo thought fast, "I was just trespassing on this couple's property, that's all." GoGo wasn't really lying. It was, actually, one of the reasons why Tanabe was hunting her down. GoGo noticed that the librarian was examining, with her dark eyes, the content that was held in GoGo's hand.
"I presume you're a lesbian?" she asked with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"No I'm not!" GoGo answered feeling frustrated.
"I was only joking."
GoGo wasn't listening. At that moment she was staring at the amount of sex-books on the shelf. "What kind of library has these kinds of books?"
"All libraries have at least one. People just don't bother to look." She stated plainly. "My name's Mutsuki Nanakorobe, what's yours?"
"It's GoGo, GoGo Yubari."
"Well, GoGo, my lunch break starts now; do you want to eat with me?"
GoGo's stomach made a soft growl.
Mutsuki giggled, "I guess that's a yes!"
-
Mutsuki and GoGo were walking together on the streets of Tokyo city.
"GoGo isn't a name I've heard of before."
"Well, it isn't really a true name. You see, my father named me after an anime."
"An anime?"
GoGo blushed, "It's kinda embarrassing. I was named after an anime called Mach Go Go Go. My father enjoyed watching it as a child."
"Mach Go Go Go? That was a very popular anime in the eighties ne? I hear it was even popular in the U.S."
"Hai, in the States it was called Speed Racer."
"Your father liked anime?"
"He was fond of anime."
"So, GoGo, how old are you?"
"Twelve."
"You're only twelve? Why are you in Junior High?"
"I skipped first grade."
"Oh I see. Is McDonalds alright with you, GoGo?"
GoGo nodded. In truth, she wasn't too thrilled with the fact that she'd bee eating fat-enriched American food, but GoGo was trying to be polite. Besides, it's like the saying goes, beggars can't be choosers.
-
GoGo bit into the greasy Big Mac. She instantly stopped and put the hamburger back in the small cardboard container, wiping the 'special sauce, lettuce, and cheese' off her mouth.
"Not to fond of American food are you?"
"Well, I like their fried potatoes." GoGo said while nibbling on what we Americans call a French fry.
"Y'know what's weird?"
"Nani?"
"In America, McDonalds gets sued once a week."
GoGo raised her left eyebrow. "Is that even possible?"
"Dunno. I read it on the internet, so I'm not entirely sure that it's true, but it's pretty close to that."
"Why do they sue?"
"They blame McDonalds for getting them fat."
"It's there own fault for eating there everyday!" GoGo protested.
"Yeah, I know, but Yankees tend to blame everyone but themselves."
GoGo knew Mutsuki was right about that. Americans had a tendency to whine a lot. "They hold grudges too. Can you believe some war vet's from the States still hate us for bombing Pear Harbor?"
Mutsuki stopped drinking her soda. "Talk about malicious! They're the ones who hit us with not one, but two nuclear bombs!"
GoGo finished half of her fries, and groaned while holding her stomach. "I can't eat anymore..."
"You only ate some of your fried potatoes. Are you feeling ill?"
"Iie, this is how I always eat."
"Really? No wonder you're a little thin." Mutsuki gathered the trash into her hands. "Well, let's go."
-
The two girls were walking in the city streets again. GoGo had a lot on her mind, such as what in the hell was she supposed to do now? Her wits drew a blank to any sort of answer to that self-asked question. Her eyes were glued to the side-walk, making her unaware the Mutsuki was watching her with concern.
"GoGo, daijubou?
The sudden sound of Mutsuki's voice jerked GoGo back into reality. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about some things."
Mutsuki blinked. "Like what?"
GoGo shook her head and did her best to give a reassuring smile, "Nothing particular."
At that moment, GoGo noticed Mutsuki's expression change dramatically. She seemed to be on high alert for something coming. GoGo looked in the direction Mutsuki was and saw a threesome of high school street thugs heading towards them. They all had their hair greased up like a hairdo in a 40's American gangster film (ala Guys and Dolls). They stopped around three feet in front of the two girls.
"Sup?" the smart ass of the sorry excuse for a gang asked.
"Shouldn't you 'boys' be in school?" Mutsuki asked evenly.
This caused some snickering amongst the boys. "You're one to talk." One of them stated, eyeing GoGo. He moved closer to her, GoGo trying to avoid him, but failing to do so. "Junior high schoolgirl skirts just keep gettin' lower and lower don't they?" With a swift move of his hand he flipped GoGo's skirt up, but GoGo hastily pulled it back down.
"Leave her alone." Mutsuki stated in an agitated tone.
"Aw c'mon lady, I was only havin' some fun!" he laughed.
"You probably couldn't even decipher a definition for the word 'fun'." Mutsuki smiled.
The gangsters were quiet. They had no idea how to describe the word fun in any way.
"Oh! Oh! I know one!" one of them said joyfully. He cleared his throat and began to sing, "F is for friends who do stuff together, U is for-" his singing was interrupted by foot being shoved halfway up his ass.
"Look, GoGo, the little girls are fighting!" Mutsuki giggled.
This caused the group to become enraged. "What the fuck did you just say, bitch?"
"Looks like they're def and stupid girls." Mutsuki was nearly doubling over with laughter.
"Mutsuki, shut up!" GoGo whispered to her.
One of them grabbed Mutsuki from behind, and, surprisingly, she grabbed one of the boy's arms and flipped him over on his back, causing him to crash onto the sidewalk.
"What the fuck!" one of them shouted out in disbelief.
"You whore!" another roared as he charged for her.
Mutsuki stepped about half a foot to the right side and held onto his wrist with her left hand while she placed her right firmly on his shoulder. Then both hands automatically began to twist until the boy was also on the ground.
"And then there was one..." Mutsuki went into a fighting stance.
He also charged in the same manner. This time, Mutsuki stuck out her leg, letting him foolishly run strait into it; this resulted in her leg jamming through his gut. As he fell back, Mutsuki grasped his oily hair and knee kicked him in the gut. She then plunged her elbow through his ribs, breaking them, and ending the skirmish.
Glossary of Terms:
Gomen-sorry
Gomen na sai- I'm very sorry
Nani no mo- whatdya want
Ne-right
Hai- yes
Nani- what
Iie- no
Daijubou- are you allright
