Don't you just love Shinji? I love Shinji so here is some Ibu Shinji for you!
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"This font is for the concert."
"This font is for the real world."
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Chapter Eight- Ibu Shinji!
"It's Taka-san's turn now!"
Taka: Burning, yeah! Burning, yeah! Ora ora, come on! Burning!
As Taka sang, the other regulars were in the background calling his name.
Taka: Burning, yeah! Burning, yeah! Ora ora, come on! Burning! My grip is a deadly weapon! With the mic already familiar in my hand,
They lined up, holding the person's waist in front of them
Everyone: Burning now! Burning now!
Taka: Just like a bullet shot! To shoot the opponent dead! Smash!
"Wow… Taka, you're also so different holding a mic too, nya!"
"You are Taka-sempai, you are!"
"Ano…"
Everyone: Burning now! Burning now! Burning now! Burning now!
Taka: No forgiveness, no stopping for anything!
Everyone: Burning now!
Taka: Wanna beg for your life? I won't hear it!
Everyone: Burning now!
Taka: Win or lose, this is a real match! Attack, attack, attack, onslaught!
Everyone: Burning now!
Kaidoh: There're sparks flying all over the court.
Inui: Breaking you open with a glance. Spark!
Everyone: Burning now! Burning now!
Momo: Win with impact, like ship cannons!
Eiji: Nailed the opponent! Nice shot!
"Sugoi, nya!"
Everyone: Burning now! Burning now!
Oishi: Press forward, forget the past!
Everyone: Burning now!
Tezuka: Right now I've got nothing but raw confidence!
Everyone: Burning now!
Fuji: Tears or smiles, this is a head-to-head match!
Everyone: Burning now!
Taka: Hot, hot, hot, boiling over!
Everyone: Burning now! Burning yeah! Burning yeah! Ora ora, come on, burning! Burning yeah! Burning yeah!
Taka: Alright all together now, yell!
Everyone: Heave-ho, yeah! Heave-ho, yeah! Ora ora, come on, heave-ho! Heave-ho, yeah! Heave-ho, yeah!
Taka: You guys on the second floor, you got it too?
Everyone: Heave-ho, yeah! Heave-ho, yeah! Ora ora, come on, heave-ho!
Taka: Come on, come on! Let's keep it hot!
Everyone: Ora ora, come on, heave-ho! Burning, yeah! Burning yeah! Ora ora, come, burning!
Taka: Tenipuri forever and unstoppable!
Everyone: Ora ora, come on, burning! Burning now!
The music stopped and everyone collapsed to the ground.
"… That was a lot of 'burnings' and 'ora oras' and 'heave-ho's, nya…"
Taka: Let's keep it going! Wasshoi, yeah! Wasshoi, yeah! Ora ora, come on, wasshoi! Wasshoi, yeah! Wasshoi, yeah!
Eiji: Taka-san! Taka!
Taka: Ora ora, come on, wasshoi!
Eiji: Taka-san, why are you in a workman's coat?
"Why am I in a workman's coat?"
"…."
Taka:… Today's a festival!
Fuji: But today's a concert!
Momo: And where did you get the portable shrine?
Taka:… That has nothing to do with it!
Kaidoh: As usual, he's a weird one.
Inui: As usual, there's no reason for it.
Inui took the mic from Taka.
Taka: ……
He looked around, confused.
Taka: What? What?
A person appeared a little ways from the stage.
Taka: Why am I wearing a workman's coat?
"…maybe I really do forget burning mode…"
Everyone: We don't know.
Eiji: It's always like this.
Taka peered away from the stage: Hey, look back there. There, in the dark!
It was Ibu Shinji! With a guitar!
"That's Ibu from Fudomine! It is!"
Voice: Some kind of wind?
Eiji: What? It says "Fudomine" on there.
Momo: What?
Everyone: It's him!
The doorbell rang.
Everyone looked confused. "Who could that be, nya?"
Fuji sighed. "Pause it, I'll go answer that."
The tensai stood and made his way to open the door to the outside where it was still pouring heavily.
His eyes popped open when he saw who it was. "Ibu Shinji of Fudomine."
There was a loud, "Eh?!" from the next room.
"Che, what are you doing here?" Echizen asked as the rest of Seigaku entered the hall.
Shinji shrugged. "I don't know why I'm here. I was with Kamio and we were playing a cool video game I've never played before, I've wanted to play it, but I've just never got the chance, so Kamio invited me over so we can play and I was really enjoying, even though Kamio was beating me as he was on level 26 and I was only on 18 but it was still fun, and anyways, suddenly, there was a bright light. I don't know where the light came from but it just appeared and it surrounded me and I couldn't control what was happening and then suddenly I was here, but I don't want to be here, I want to be with Kamio playing that video game I've never played before, it's a rather good game—"
Fuji smiled. "You can stop now."
Shinji stopped. "Oh, sunmason."
So after catching him up on what they were doing they allowed him to stay (because a bright light bringing him here must have been some plot the author made so that it would make some since that Shinji would be there for this part) they settled down and continued watching the Dream Live.
He started playing the guitar.
"I wonder whose guitar that is because I don't have a guitar, Kamio has a keyboard but not a guitar, maybe Tachibana has one but I'm not sure because he never said he had one…"
Shinji: I remember the day, one half a year ago, that day. Our match against the second years, the battle we never got.
"Oh, I'm singing about that day, I know what that day is, I didn't particularly like that day, I don't think any of us did…"
Everyone else sighed.
Shinji: And the promise to let us become regulars? The coach treated like garbage. I remember that day, one half a year ago, that day. We brought our objections to the coach, and told the story. All of us were in tears, against the cowardly sempai.
"Ano… You're a very good singer Ibu, nya!"
"Arigato, I've never sang before, well except that one time with Kamio, but that time was forced, it was fine because it was Kamio but I don't particularly like singing, it means I can't mumble and I don't like not mumbling because then people could hear me, not that they can't here me anyways, but I still…"
They glared at Eiji who gave a nervous laugh.
Shinji: And then he finally came to us, a talented transfer student. He forged understanding from our weakness, our star of hope, a rebel, Tachibana!
"Tachibana is the best captain ever, no offence Tezuka, but Tachibana beats everyone. He's very caring and sincere and cares for us all and we really like him, we're lucky that he came to Fudomine or else our middle school years would be torture, of course the first part of our first year was torture, but then Tachibana transferred to Fudomine and he helped us…"
Shinji: I remember the day, one half a year ago, that day, when sempais' violence merited coach interference, and everything we'd wanted was in hand. Our independence! Through hardships, we gained our positions. Shared pain bound us together, and forged our solidarity. And so we faced them, certain of being injured. A true battle is exactly like this!
"Of course that's what its like, that was a battle and thankfully it was a battle we won but if Tachibana hadn't come we probably wouldn't have won and then that would have been horrible, especially because we wouldn't have gotten to face you Seigaku, and that would really suck, not being able to face our rivals."
Shinji: Its passion a child can't understand. From the bottom of a pit, we were searching skyward, at a weak dream of victory. Our nails filthy with mud, simply obeying every world. We had to change the dream to reality! A true battle is exactly like this! A true battle is exactly like this!
His song slowed and ended.
Shinji: Were you watching Seigaku?
"They better have been watching because that song was just fabulous, it was my song after all, and it was about Tachibana which just makes it that much better, don't you think? I think so, but then again that's just me…"
Momo: Yeah!
Eiji: Yay!
Momo: Come over here!
Shinji: Yada.
Seigaku: Come on! Come on!
Shinji: I don't want to.
Momo: Doesn't matter! I said come!
Shinji: so it's unavoidable.
"You know Momoshiro, that is rather impolite, I'm a guest there, you shouldn't be ordering me around, only Tachibana can do that and Kamio because he's my fukubuchou so of course he can but it gets a little tiresome because—sometimes—when I'm over at his house or he's at mine he likes to order me to do ridiculous things like make him food, even though he's a much better cook than I am—"
"You know Ibu," Fuji started, looking at the mumbling boy. "You sound like you like Kamio."
Shinji blinked.
"Like Kamio? Of course I like Kamio, he's my friend, if I didn't like Kamio there would be something wrong with me, how do you not like your friend, anyway? I don't think that's possible unless you're only pretending to be that person's friend but I'm not doing that, Kamio is actually my friend and I'm not pretending to be Kamio's friend…"
"I met that you like Kamio more than a friend?"
"Like Kamio more than a friend?" He asked slowly. "I don't know, maybe I do. How am I supposed to know if I like Kamio more than a friend? He does have really nice hair, it's very soft, and he's a good dancer, I like watching him dance, his skin is smooth, and his voice is nice, he's a good singer and I can listen to him all day without saying one word. Does that mean I like Kamio more than a friend? If so, then I guess I do…"
He started walking to the main stage.
Momo: Oh, man!
Eiji: He's going down the stairs!
Momo: Run! Run! Ibu-kun, run!
Taka: Oh, he's running.
Eiji: Quickly! He's running. Now he's gone. Ibu-kun's awesome, huh?
"Do you really think I'm awesome? That's cool, no one ever calls me awesome except my teammates, especially Kamio. Speaking of Kamio, I wonder if he's thinking about me."
Seigaku: Cool, very cool. He's so cool. So awesome, right?
Inui: That was nice. A solo like that.
Eiji: You should practice guitar.
Momo: But that Ibu guy, really, he has a good voice, doesn't he?
Seigaku: That's true, very true.
Eiji: Such a good voice, his voice!
Oishi: A voice like that, I'd like to imitate.
Momo: Oishi-sempai, you couldn't.
Oishi: Oh yeah?
Inui: Then, let's see, Oishi. Go ahead and imitate Ibu.
Seigaku: Yeah! Try it!
Oishi: Sunmason!
Inui: Loud.
Fuji: Too much energy.
Momo: It came out! Out! Way too loud.
Eiji: Hey, Oishi! Great energy!
Oishi: Thank you Eiji!
The grinned at each other and held thumbs up.
"I love your energy, nya, Oishi!" The redhead glomped his double's partner.
Oishi leaned into Eiji's warm and suffocating (not that he minded) embrace.
Inui: What's with you both?
He asked as the crowd cheered very loudly.
Fuji: What are you exactly?
The two in questioned flushed a deep, dark red as everyone looked at them.
"Aren't the two of them boyfriends? Everyone at Fudomine thinks so because they just act like that, if they're not I'd be very surprised as they're so close, they seem like a perfect couple really…"
The blushed even darker as everyone else laughed.
Inui: Well, Fuji.
Fuji: Me?
Inui: Why don't you give it a go? It might be good.
Fuji: Sure, I'll go.
He walked up to the front of the stage, arms behind his back.
"Saa, I'm sure I'll be good, right Tezuka?" He asked the buchou who he was still attached to the arm of.
"I'm sure you will be," Fuji was good at everything.
The crowd cheered.
"Ii data, it seems the audience likes you Fuji."
"I'd be surprised if they didn't."
Fuji: Sunmason.
His voice was very… breathy.
The crowed applauded loudly.
Inui: That's
Momo: Too sexy!
Fuji leaned closer to Tezuka so that his faces were mere inches a part, his cerulean eyes open. "Saa, Tezuka," said boy looked at him warily. "Am I sexy?"
"… I—no comment."
Inui pushed up his glasses. "Probability that his answer means 'yes'; 99.9 percent."
"Only 99.9 percent?"
Inui: There was an echo.
Momo: And first of all, Ibu doesn't strike this kind of pose, right?
He placed his right hand to rest on his left as his chin rested on his right hand.
"No, I don't strike that kind of pose. Do I even strike a pose of any kind? I don't think I do strike any kind of poses…"
Fuji lost his smile: Of course not. He doesn't.
Tezuka coughed.
Tezuka: Su..su..sunmason.
Eiji: Eh?
Momo: Inui!
Fuji: I think he wants to do it.
Inui: Alright, next will be…
Tezuka looked over at them.
Inui: Momoshiro, you try.
"Aww, poor Tezuka. He wanted to try Inui."
"Yeah! My turn!"
Momo: No, no, I'm fine. Kaidoh, you try.
Eiji: We want you to do it.
Kaidoh: Do it.
Eiji: We wanna see!
Oishi: Momo can surely do it.
Momo: Oh, really? Understood. Alright. I should imitate Ibu, right?
Seigaku: Yes, yes.
Oishi: Ibu Shinji, channel him for us.
Momo: Right, right. Here I go.
As he started the rest of the Seigaku Regulars interrupted him.
Seigaku: You don't resemble.
"Aw, why didn't they let me try, why didn't they let me?"
A paper fell from the sky and Momo read it.
'The person acting as Momoshiro Takeshi is the voice actor for Ibu Shinji in the anime.
~M.B.'
"We're an anime also! Sugoi!"
Seigaku: Not at all! You don't look like him!
Momo: For real?
Eiji: You're face doesn't match.
Shinji walked onto the stage.
Shinji: Sunmason.
Seigaku: Eh?
Shinji: Sunmason.
Oishi: It's the real thing.
Shinji: Doesn't resemble what? Long time no see.
"Yes, none of you can do it right. I'm the only one who can do it right because I'm the only Shinji. There are no more Shinji's like me, at least as far as I know, and if there were, that would be so weird…"
Eiji: He said it twice.
Shinji: Echizen-kun had a style change?
Fuji: That's not me, I'm Fuji.
Fuji walked toward Shinji dangerously.
His eyes opened to peer at Ibu. "Why would you mix me up with Echizen?"
"Che,"
Yet another paper fell.
Man, this author sure likes making papers fall, eh?
'Before the actor acting as Fuji Syuusuke played him, he played Echizen in the musicals. But—due to something—he took over the part of Fuji for the concert.
~M.B.'
"Ah, that explains that.
Shinji:… That's strange.
Oishi: He's Fuji.
Inui: Fuji.
Oishi: Let me introduce! Our special guest for today's concert, from Fudomine Middle School, Ibu Shinji!
Shinji: Ibu Shinji here. How was my song?
The crowd screamed.
Shinji: Oh, you laughed.
This made everyone laugh.
Including the regulars.
Shinji stared at them. "So mean."
Oishi: Ibu-kun, you're scary.
Shinji: Though cheering for Seigaku is fine, don't forget about Fudomine.
The crowd applauded, meaning that they won't forget them.
"Yes, because Fudomine is the best. We'll beat you next time Seigaku. Just wait."
Shinji: Well then,
Seigaku: Wait, you're leaving?
Shinji: Oh, that's right. I brought a letter from Tachibana-san.
Momo: His buchou.
Shinji: Should I read it?
Seigaku: Sure. Read it, read it.
And the mumbling boy brought out a really long paper. Seriously, it was huge.
Seigaku: So long!
Shinji: To everyone in Seigaku, and to everyone in the stadium, and to Tezuka-buchou,…. Challenge!
Oishi: Ibu-kun.
Shinji: The end.
"…"
"That's it?"
Seigaku: The end?
Oishi: With so much paper, is that all that's written?
Eiji: Only one word!
Inui: You didn't need that much paper.
Eiji: There's really no need for such a long letter.
Shinji: Here you go.
He handed it to Tezuka.
Tezuka: Challenge!
They snorted.
Tezuka glared. "10 more laps."
Shinji: Alright then everyone, work hard.
Inui: Tezuka.
Shinji: I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.
Tezuka walked away.
Shinji: Alright then everyone, work hard.
Oishi: Our special guest! Ibu Shinji!
Eiji: Thank you! Bye bye!
Shinji left the stage.
The real Shinji also disappeared in a glowing white light.