OK, it’s short. I know it’s short, but I wanted
to post it now and get to work on more stuff(Like Chapter 7 of Fushigi
Akugi) I don’t own Fushigi Yuugi(I don’t know if I mentioned it or not,
but I am now) Enjoy because I think it’s pretty obvious in this chapter
(if it wasn’t in the last) who ????? is, no da.
Bandit Plan
Kouji fumbled a bit with the door
to his room, which he could have sworn was five feet to the left a minute
ago, and managed to push it open with a few curses and kicks. He
sighed, chuckling as he stumbled into the room, stopping when he realized
there was someone else in the room. A blast of cold water confirmed
this, snapping him out of his drunken stupor.
“What the fuck was dat for?”
he shouted at his intruder.
“I should have known you’d be
drunk,” Hikou grumbled from his seat on the window ledge. The soft
moonlight illuminated his features rather well and gave him almost an ethereal
appearance. “I need your help with something, bandit.”
“Uh, sure,” Kouji blinked.
“Whadda ya want?” The bandit shifted slightly, now quite sober as
he looked at Hikou. He reminded the mage of a small child.
“It’s about Houjun and Tasuki.”
“Ya mean Chichiri an’ Genrou?
I gotcha. Ya wanna hook ‘em up, right?”
“You too? How did you figure
them out?” ‘A bandit with a brain? Such things exist?’ he wondered
a little cruelly.
“Ah, Genrou’s told me all about
him in his letters ta me. If it ain’t love den Genrou’s got more
problems den I thought. ‘Sides, I want Genrou ta be happy an’ I don’t
think I could out do Chichiri in dat department,” Kouji smiled shyly.
“You were in love with him?”
“Yeah, but ya know what, I can’t
stand in dere way.”
“I know what you mean,” Hikou
sighed, a hint of sadness in his eyes. “But how are we going to do
this?” he asked, folding his arms over his chest.
“Well, maybe if we make ‘em talk
ta each other den-“
“Houjun would run. He doesn’t
like to be confronted about his emotions. It would work, but only
if we isolated them somewhere…”
“Got it!” Kouji grinned evilly,
motioning Hikou closer. He whispered his plan in the mages ear and
soon they were both grinning.
“I think I can do that,” the
mage nodded.
“Den you’ll come back here tamorrow?”
“Yes, I’ll be in around noon
and we can discuss the details over lunch, all right?” the older man headed
for the door. “They’ll never see it coming.”
“See ya den, Hi-kun. Oyasumi.”
Kouji smiled, waving at him as he left.
“Oyasumi, Kouji…kun.”
Kouji leaned his back against
the door, feeling it click as it closed all the way. He sighed heavily
and smiled.
“Never see it comin’, huh?”
He tilted his head back against the door. “No, I didn’t.” He
squirmed, cursing slightly, but relieved the mage hadn’t noticed.
He moaned a bit and decided to try and sleep it off, but he knew what,
or rather whom he’d be dreaming of.
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I told you it was short-_-;; I’ll write more next
time, promise, no da. I have drawing and composition 1 now(and I
didn’t do my homework. I can’t draw trees anyway, no da-_-)
Lemme know what you think and I’ll get back to you.
~Mysia Ri~