Author note: Just thought I'd reply to a review.

runswithscissors: Okay, okay, I get the point that you're mad that they made Monica a geisha. But, before you start going any further, geisha were originally just hostesses at Japanese inns and stuff and they performed various Japanese arts such as music and dance. I think one of their things was doing the tea ceremony, if I'm not mistaken. They start off as apprentices, called maiko. At the age of twenty one, they're considered too old to be maiko and are therefore given the title of geisha. You don't have to be a maiko before a geisha (either way you have to undergo one year of training before becoming a geisha), but those who train as maiko first are considered to be allowed to enjoy more prestige in their lives.

People now know the geisha to be generally prostitutes, but that was because of WWII in which many Japanese women had to go work in factories and stuff. Those who sold themselves as prostitutes called themselves 'geisha girls' (which really brings shame to the original geisha, in my honest opinion). Nowadays, geisha DO NOT sell themselves as prostitutes, their purpose is to simply entertain their customer, be it by dancing, reciting verse, playing musical instruments, or engaging in light conversation with them, NOTHING ELSE. There are a lot less geisha in existence nowadays, but I think it's due to the misconception of them as prostitutes.

...Okay, that might have been a long explanation, but I think you get the point now. I was not trying to write off Monica as a whore, and I'm sorry if you were offended by what her first cosplay was in this fic.

Now, back to the fic, and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Thanks for reading!

4. Day One-Part 2

"I can't believe you ditched me!" Matsushiro muttered as he walked through the crowded main hall with Meister, Sophie and Kuroyanagi. "If you had just waited ten more minutes I would have been ready!"

"We were waiting FOREVER for you!" Kuroyanagi snapped back. "You should have just gotten Pierrot to do your hair; things would have taken a lot less time!"

"What-wait a second, Pierrot's good at this stuff!?" Matsushiro exclaimed, pointing to his straightened orange-dyed hair. "Why didn't anyone tell me!?"

Meister sighed. "I'm going to go buy a drink and maybe wander around a bit." The Zelda-cosplayer spoke up. "Does any of the Links want to accompany me?"

"Why not me?" Matsushiro asked.

Meister face-palmed. "You're Ganondorf. I'm Zelda. We hate each other's guts."

"Yeah, but wouldn't that mean you hate Dark Link's guts, too? I mean, the guy is evil, isn't he?"

Meister scowled, grabbed Kuroyanagi by the arm and dragged the Dark Link-cosplayer wtih him as he walked off (gracefully, mind you, since Meister is cosplaying Zelda...).

Sophie sighed, adjusting her dark green stocking cap. "So much for that..." She trailed off.

"This is so awkward."

Shachihoko had a point. He and Tsukino were dressed as Peeta and Katniss from the Hunger Games. And Pierrot was with them; dressed, in his poofy, over the top attire, as Elizabeth the First. Who wouldn't find it awkward?

"So...What do we do?" Tsukino asked, looking around. "Wait a second, does that sign say 'Hunger Games Tournament!? I hope they don't mean it for real!"

"You know, I think that would be perfect for the two of you!" Pierrot spoke up, grinning widely. "I mean, you're both Katniss and Peeta from District Twelve, so..."

Next thing both teens knew, they were forced to participate, courtesy of Pierrot signing them up.

"Avaaaast?"

Kawachi face-palmed. "Azuma, you have to say it with more gutso! Like...AVAAAAASTTT!" He shouted, causing a couple cosplayers (including Kanmuri and Mizuno) to stare at them. "Oops."

"At least you two aren't stuck as the two Tweedle-whatever-the-heck-they-are from Alice in Wonderland!" Mizuno spoke up, putting a hand on her hip as she twirled a striped cap in the other hand. "I want to be a pirate instead!"

"I'm not so sure if their costumes would fit you, Mizuno-san, considering that they're taller than you and the costume would therefore be a bit big for you or possibly hard to walk around in." Kanmuri interjected, but Mizuno whacked her hand (the one that was previously on her hip) over his mouth before he could speak anymore.

"Ah, screw that, I don't want to be Tweedle-dee anymore!" Mizuno turned to Azuma. "Kazuma, do you want to switch costumes with me?"

"Um...sure?" Azuma responded, kind of confused. "Why?"

"Because I want to be a pirate, and I don't want to be Tweedledee!"

"Okay. I'm not really sure if the pirate code is working out for me..."

Monica was smiling ear to ear. Kai, in the meanwhile, was not too thrilled.

"You've spent half your money for today on candy already." The samurai told the geisha-cosplayer as they walked through the crowds. "Won't all of that make you sick?"

"Of course not!" Monica responded to Kai as she took a bite out of a stick of cotton candy. "I love candy! And besides, I'm not eating it all at once, I'm saving some for later!" She spoke as she showed him her backpack full of snack packs. "C'mon, it's a cosplay convention! You're allowed to splurge!" She then let out a sigh. "Why couldn't I be a maiko? I would have gotten to wear all the makeup and fancy clothing and stuff, but NO, I had to be a geisha who doesn't wear any makeup or extravagant things at all!"

"Well, we didn't have much time to put the costumes together, first off." Kai explained to her. "Also, I think you would look prettier without the makeup, in my opinion."

"REALLY!?" Monica looked at Kai, wide eyed. The samurai was unsure if what he just said counted as a 'compliment,' as Kawachi tried to explain to him earlier what it meant. Kai hoped it was.

"Um...yes."

"Aww, that's so sweet, Kai!" With that being said, Monica gave him a tight hug.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't hug me, I can't have you get even more pregnant!" Kai responded hastily, lightly pushing her off. Monica let out a sigh and the two continued to walk.

I should probably tell Kai that I'm not actually pregnant sometime...