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Hi everyone! It’s me, Mikazuki ready to clue you in on what happened last time! Moriko and I had investigated the crime scene at the Sakura Grove and had found a ribbon with the word Jipunguchi written on it!
So what do we do? We set out on a journey to Jipunguchi! We were doing fine on our way. I missed Aoi-sama a lot. But Moriko and I found a hot spring and we indulged ourselves in it! As Moriko got ready to tell me something, zombies attacked us! Obviously, whoever it is, he was nearby! Let’s go!!
Kawaii Shonobi Mikazuki!
Act 4: Wow! The Holy Knight in the City of Mages!
We continued to walk. We walked, we walked, and guess what? We walked some more! Geez, how else am I to describe our walking? We strutted? We sauntered? We marched? I mean seriously! I may be a shinobi but I’m no walking thesaurus!
In the back of my mind I was trying to come up with the reason why Moriko was acting so strange last night. With the way she was talking to me, it was as if, oh! I smiled coyly asI placed my hands behind my back as we walked. I had a plan, a really cool plan! “Moriko? Last night, were you trying to tell me that you liked me? You know...Really like? Like how I like Aoi-sama? Like...Well...”
I felt her hand over top of my mouth before I continued. What? Was I being annoying? Perish the thought! I mean...me? Talking too much? Ha!
“Well Moonshine, let’s just say I had a moment. An irrational moment?” she asked me with a smirk. I felt my hair stand on end.
Damn you Moriko! I thought angrily. But keeping in tune with myself, I smiled. “All right! That’s cool!” I knew Moriko was putting up a face. So I decided to hit her where it hurts...that’s if it hurts. “I like Aoi-sama better than you anyway! Hell! I’d go for Neko-chan before I would go for you!”
I jumped away from her as she unsheathed her kodachi. I drew my katana and glared at her. “Come on! It was all a joke right? We still have a mission to do!” I protested loudly. “We’ll kick each other’s asses later on after the mission!”
Moriko flipped her black hair back over her shoulder and smiled. “Yeah sure. You’re in that quick of a rush to die?”
Die? I shook my head. “Bring it on anytime when we’re not on a mission.” What was up with the die comment? “But um...You know this area. How far is it to Jipunguchi?”
Moriko sheathed her kodachi as I sheathed my katana. “Just a few more hours Moonshine.” She replied. “We’d better get going.”
Anyway, here we are now in Jipunguchi and it’s daytime. Us ninjas usually work in the night. That’s where Moriko and I thought up a plan. We would scout around during the day and relax as much as possible! Yep. That’s our work ethic. What? We’re not lazy! It’s not everyday you travel around! I’ve never set foot out of my village before. Of course I want to explore!
We agreed to meet up with each other at nine o’clock sharp at the Serunami Tavern. There we would then go to the secret hide out and somehow kill the Madoshi! Whoot! This plan can’t go wrong! No way! It can’t go wrong!
I walked into one of the taverns and looked around. All I could smell was dirty, sweaty alcoholic men. I pinched my nose and made a disgusted face. “Eww” I blurted out loud. “This place reeks of high heaven!”
Oops. Wrong thing to say in a tavern full of drunks! A whole bunch of burly looking men got up and turned their awful gaze toward me. I felt bunches of sweat drops fall onto my head and my eye twitched. I was raised to say what I want when I want. I guess things aren’t like that here in Jipunguchi! Damn you Moriko! Why did you not tell me? WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME?
I grinned foolishly and waved to them. “I’ll go bye-bye now.”
A bottle flew over my head as I turned and started to run. Some poor woman walking with her child got nailed in the head and fell to the ground in a heap, the child started to cry. As much as I wanted to help, my ass was on the line! So much for keeping a low profile! Dammit! A madoshi could be out in the streets right now so I can’t use any jutsus to conceal myself! Ohhhhhh!!! What kind of shinobi am I? Shame! Shame! Oh the unholy shame of it all!!!
And that’s when I bumped into him. Who you ask? Who you demand to know? Who? Who? All right…I’ll tell you. Only if you give me sweets! Just kidding!
Well…He was a tall guy. Very tall…he was about Aoi-sama’s height! Not many people can reach Aoi-sama’s height. Not many people I say! And this guy had yellow hair. Very yellow hair. It reminded me of the sun that raises everyday. Why would anyone have yellow hair? I’ve seen black hair and red hair (my own because my father was a foreigner). It was long too and very cool looking! I mean…WOW! He was very handsome too! The man dressed in what looked like a foreign outfit. I had never heard of it but as I had learned in my studies, it was what some people called plate armour. And the material he used for his pants! Well…it sure wasn’t leather or cotton like I’m used to!
Just where did this guy come from?
And why did I say he was WOW? I love Aoi-sama dammit!
Well, back to where I was before. I bumped into him and fell down. I could sense the bloodlust behind me. I cringed and as much as I hate to admit it, I attached myself to the guy’s leg and started to cry. I couldn’t take them on but I had to guilt someone into taking care of them for me! See? I am smart. Where’s my cookie?
“Sir, please help! I didn’t do anything to deserve this! They’re after my virginity! I just know it!” I screamed helplessly. Then I turned on the waterworks. Maybe I should go to the place where all the big steel monsters are and become an actress? No! I already chose my career!
“Miss.” The man looked down at me with a surprisingly confused look on his face. “You have a katana sheathed on your back. Why don’t you fight them?”
Ooookay…I thought, and you have a sword by your side and I am the helpless girl here right? “My family was murdered and this is the heirloom we have. It’s my only fond memory I have left of them! I don’t wanna ruin it!”
“Poor miss. All right.” The man brushed a stray blond hair behind his ear and smiled at me. “I’ll help.” He stepped in front of me and looked at the gang of bloodthirsty criminals behind me while drawing his sword.
Holy shit!
That thing was huge!
And when I mean huge I mean long!
And when I mean long I mean as long as a long bed!
And the width! It was longer than the width of my hand!
How? How did he store that thing?
Well…We counted that there was about five of the original gang left that were either foolishly brave or too drunk to even think of running away. The man looked at them and blinked confused and looked to me. “I can’t fight them!” he told me. “They’re too drunk! I can smell the alcohol off of their breaths! It just wouldn’t be honourable!”
Honourable? Mmmm. Honour…Honour…Nope. Can’t say I’ve necessarily heard the word used that way before. Man…This guy is a weird one! “What do you mean you can’t fight them? They’re gonna kill me for sure now!” The waterworks were on again if you had not noticed.
The man sighed and sheathed his sword. He then picked me up and…we ran? Wait…We’re running? Running! Unreal! I can just kill this guy! I never run away! Well except that night where zombies attacked us. I was told to!
Well I was taken into an alleyway where we lost the drunkards. “What is your name?” he asked me after making sure we had lost the drunkards.
“My name? Well…” I stumbled a little. I can’t give my name out to just anyone! That would mean the end of my secrecy! “They uh…call me Tsuki. How about you?”
“Tsuki…That’s hard on my tongue!” He looked almost as if he was going to choke! How rude! Even if my name was made up, you just don’t disrespect the Tsukino Hime! My goodness! I should bend him over my knee and give him a good swat on the backseat! “My name is Fernando although back home they call me Fernie all the time. Don’t call me that okay?” he asked me with a pleading look on his face and his pinkie finger outstretched.
“Sure!” I replied, linking my pinkie finger with his. The other hand behind me crossed. Hah! What a loser! What…a…loser! Loser, loser, loser! Everybody sing it with me! L! O! S! E! R! What’s that spell? LOSER!
“It’s dangerous around here you know.” He looked at me seriously this time. Does this guy actually have a serious face? Uh-oh! I’m starting to get impressed! “You shouldn’t be hanging around bars like that. You could get hurt.”
Uh…Duh. I knew that. I was just too lazy to get myself worked up!
“Exactly what country do you come from?” I asked him. Hah! Now I control the questioning! Damn, I am so good! I am so good!
“What is a country?” he asked me blinking confused.
Let me give you the play back. He doesn’t know what a country is. My jaw drops first followed by a huge sweat drop that fell like an anvil on my head causing me to face fault into the ground. Yeah. This guy…what a weirdo. Maybe I should let him tag along just to annoy the hell out of Moriko? That would be so fun! I can watch her twist and turn and grimace whenever he says something unintelligent.
“You don’t know what a country is?” I asked him in disbelief.
Fernando shook his head. “What were you, raised in the wilderness?” I asked again trying to figure out a reason for his stupidity.
“Yep!” he nodded with a goofy smile on his face. “And I was the head butting champion in my tribe of bears!” Fernando added, pointing to his head. “Can I join up with you? I’m bored just wandering around. Be your protector or something like that?”
Okay…Things are definitely going to go haywire. How can someone so good-looking just sink down to an incredibly low level of intelligence? Thank goodness I still have Aoi-sama to go home to!
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