A fanfic by Keiichi Masaki
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(To prevent serious spoilers, the disclaimers will be at the end of the fic. This is the kind of idea one gets when writing a letter to one's pretty Filipino cousin while watching the last episode of Evangelion. Don't ask ^^.)

 Cho residence (apartment 6-A, 1999 Shiro Ave., Anime-Shinjuku)

 "Tadaima!" Cho Ryuuen strode into his apartment. After an entire day on the set dressed as a woman, it felt so good to be in normal clothes again. Clad in Dockers, a white button-down shirt with the collar undone, and a loosened black tie, and with his violet hair in a long braid, he looked more like a garden-variety bishounen than the cross-dressing seishi he was best known as.
 "Okaeri, Ryuu-chan!" came a cheery female voice from the kitchen. "Get in here and help me with dinner, would you?"
 "Hai, kimi." Ryuuen entered the kitchen and came up behind his wife, a beautiful teal-haired woman with bright blue eyes and a orange-red sweatband wrapped round her forehead. Over her shorts and T-shirt, she wore an apron that said "Kiss the Cook" in English. "Kon bon wa, Kiyo-chan. How was your day?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck.
 "I've had worse," replied Makibi-Cho Kiyone. She turned around in her husband's arms and locked her own around his neck. "The director caught Ayeka and Ryoko in a.... compromising position with one of the secretaries and went ballistic." She smiled wryly. "How was yours?"
 "About the same." Ryuuen took a quick look around the kitchen. "Where're the girls?"
 "Over at the Maxwell's. You know how much they love to spend time with their Auntie Mihoshi."
 Ryuuen nodded. "Yeah, I ran into Duo at lunch. He invited us over for dinner Saturday night; they'll be trying out their new barbecue."
 Kiyone snickered. "After the last time? It took a month for his hair to grow long enough for a braid again! Speaking of food...." She grabbed a fork and speared a chunk of beef on the tines. �Open up and try this."
 "Kiyo-chan, I don't need to try your cooking. I already know you cook good...." Still, he obediently opened his mouth for the morsel of meat.
 "Mmm, good. So, are we going?"
 Kiyone nodded. "Yeah. We'll have Arashi from down the hall babysit the girls; she just loves the kids."
 "Fine, fine." Ryuuen pecked his wife on the cheek and move toward the cabinet. "Just two table settings, then?"
 "Hai, hai.... oh yeah! Your sister called...."

Owari

 Author's notes:
 ....well, it had to happen sooner or later. And, as happens so often, I'm the lunatic who makes it happen. For those who are completely lost, Anime-Shinjuku is the anime equivalent of Hollywood, except that everyone has jobs. Also, as in the real Hollywood, the roles that our favorite characters play are just that, roles, and they lead "real" lives.
 I have no plans to continue this, but let me know what you think. Maybe the next one will actually have an explanation!
 This is a partial response to the the thread about unusual couples on the FFML over the past few days. If this ain�t unusual.....
 Oh, before I forget: Kiyone belongs to Pioneer, AIC, and TV Tokyo, among other people. Nuriko belongs to Yu Watase, TV Tokyo, and other people.