I grew up mostly in an orphanage, my father and mother died and it seemed that they had died with all the relations to their own families cut off.

I was all alone.

"Darling, I made this to warm him up at night."

"You're too sweet; you'll be much more warmer, won't you...?"

Coo...

Wanted: Shoujou
Episode 3
"Felt Material"

There was just something always so fascinating about a female tomboy with blonde hair. Especially since said female was always avoiding your affections, playing hard to get.

" Kyoto!" I looked up from my attendance list, being a teacher was tiring really, and saw Kosuke, his string of blonde hair up in a pony-tail. I raised an eyebrow slightly, shutting the book and staring at boy,

"Yeah?" I replied back to him, slightly sarcastic. Then again, today wasn't really the best day to call to me in disrespect, got another bill on my rent, damn school board, they just don't pay me enough. I should've joined a union when I had the chance.

"Here's the report on the gym grades." Oh...goody. While Kosuke is very helpful enough to judge and be fair as a gym teacher in training, I can never make well enough on his reports and grades. I understand that he tries, but his hand-writing is just the worse! I sighed and scanned through the basics, glad to see that he actually put it in alphabetical order this time.

"Mosuri seems to have a top grade..." Kosuke stiffened as I said this, perhaps he likes Mosuri? ...Naaah, Kosuke has never been known to like any gender, because of his through standards thinking that any gender is weaker then him...But that just made life easier for me, "Why's this?" I decided to ask, not having been there all the time for gym. Kosuke stood up tall for a second and monotonously,

"Mosuri Muku has a high physical rate in running, and all the sports that has been administered throughout the classes she has performed with a satisfactory level." I nodded; placing his report back to my desk then looked back at Kosuke.

"She hasn't shown any of her 'gang' side, has she?"

"Not at all, I think the school board is lying to you again." I sighed and nodded, it wouldn't be the first time. Those bastards! The school board had placed a warning to all the teachers and members of the school to be careful of Mosuri Muku. The reason she was transferred to our school was because the previous school she was in was frightened of her. Said she was part of her own gang and ruled the backstreets with a cold hand, and worried about that hand controlling over the school, so they faked her intelligence score. And although I can see that she is very powerful, I don't know what the school's fear was about. Mosuri is actually a very tame girl. Besides, whoever has heard of a girl with glasses being a gang member? That thought was to laugh at!

"Well that's good news." Kosuke nodded and was about to leave my room when I grinned and interrupted his steps, "Neh Kosuke, what do you have planned for the county cosplay?" (1) Kosuke stood, his back to me and I could feel his embarrassment as he slammed my door. Ah well, not that it was going to matter; after all, I'm going to be the one who wins. Now, I believe that I have addressing matters with that certain Mosuri right now.

Minutes later at the Muku Dorm

"What?" Mosuri questioned, her eyes glaring at me with a fierce lightning. And the fact that her sister was right behind her, joining her in the evil gaze, I had to admit, I was a little frightened.

"There is an annual county cosplay that the School Board had everyone feature in, it's a form of getting the youth of the day to be more excited about the world they live in, or something like that," I started, waving my hand off slightly while drifting my eyes down Mosuri's figurine, it was true that she looked very much like a boy, but that just added more cuteness to her in my opinion. Anyway, I should stop before I get into too much detail, "And usually they have just a tame prize to people who cosplay the best, however this year, the prize..." Mosuri frowned as I stared straight into her eyes, trying to make myself stand taller in her eyes (my, she is rather tall, then again, I might be a little short), "Is you two."

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THE SCHOOL BOARD THINKING?" Jesuri yelled, obviously taking the sentence in the wrong way. Mosuri was also not having any luck in not thinking rather perverted things as a blush arose her face and she stepped back away from me a few steps, oh Mosuri, you're such a virgin! I love it!

"No, no, no, we don't mean in a possessive way, we just meant in a dance." Mosuri and Jesuri seemed to be more calmed down by this but then Mosuri growled slightly,

"What kind of dance?"

"Well," I dragged out, smirking slightly as Jesuri and Mosuri watched every word forming at my mouth, "A date dance."

"You mean...like a day with dinner, movie, and a dance club?"

"Exactly!" I said happily at Jesuri, who looked very confused, as though trying to see a bad side to it. Ah, the wonders and innocence of a young thirteen-year-old female, such a shame I don't want to be a pedophile. I am a very young teacher, if I may say so! I am only twenty-two years old, and Mosuri is only six years younger than I, so there is nothing wrong with that at all!

"Still, why in the world would they use us as prizes? Didn't they have to consent to us or something, first?" Mosuri asked, glaring at me, as though trying to recall whenever she could have agreed to this crazy idea. Well that was a good question, good thing I wouldn't have to be the one who would have to answer it.

"Well, I'm afraid that is my cue to be off now." I pretended to hear a bell out of nowhere and ran out of the Muku dorm, hearing Mosuri curse after me. My, she has a foul mouth! Amazing! Mosuri does indeed have some rogue talents.

The morning of the Cosplay

I grinned lechery behind the behinds of the Muku sisters, both girls cosplayed as anime characters. Jesuri was in an excellent display as Inuyasha (2) and the lovely Mosuri was dressed as Satoshi (3), and they were both talking rather quietly. The way Mosuri seemed dressed up made me want to go back to my apartment and dress up as Daisuke (4). It seems that they had yet to notice me, not that I had a problem with that, especially with how cute Mosuri seemed to look at the moment with her blonde hair dyed a blinding blue.

"So...why are we cosplaying again?" Jesuri asked, as though she wanted to make positive of something. Mosuri sighed and pushed up her glasses in a Satoshi manner,

"We're the prizes, right?"

"Right."

"So what will happen if we win?" Mosuri drew out, as though trying to go slowly for her younger sister, and the girl even seemed a little miffed, trying to figure out exactly what her sister was talking about. Hm, interesting, and almost genius enough to work, but it won't.

"...We will get the prizes?" Jesuri finally said after a long time, and the two stopped in the quest to get to the school. Mosuri grinned and patted Jesuri on the back,

"Very good! Does doggy want a biscuit?"

"SHUT UP!" Jesuri yelled back, punching her sister in the arm, which she rubbed in a joking painful matter. I couldn't help it, I chuckled and immediately both the girls jumped up and held their hands up as though they were ready to do some form of martial arts. How cute.

"Kikai!" Mosuri yelled at me, and how lovely she seemed, but then her yelling stopped and she stared in a very surprised matter.

"Like my costume?" I said, swirling slightly around to reveal my beautiful robes crafted from the purest of silk. I smirked as Mosuri and Jesuri both blushed slightly and stepped even a few more feet back, probably to admire my body (5).

"...You...You're dressed as Nariko!" (6) Jesuri gapped, obviously never have seen a man confident enough to dress as the character. I smirked and nodded, both of the girl's looked at each other quite uneasily.

"What, you have a problem with my character?"

"No...I just think it explains quite a few things." Mosuri replied back hotly, not backing down to my verbal challenge. Jesuri sighed and tried to make her sister stop but I continued to tease the vision of loveliness.

"Oh, what things pray tell?"

"Why you're always chasing me. It's obvious you're trying to hide the fact that you're a flaming homosexual. Well, now I feel safer!" Mosuri smirked back, feeling a bit too confident in her voice.

"I don't know why you should feel so safe; it's obvious to everyone that you've had a sex change." Jesuri stared with wide-eyes and Mosuri gapped, both surprised by my words more then anything else. Mosuri growled, even her hair flowing with her as she tackled me to the ground. Such a shame for her that I enjoyed being encompassed by those long female arms. "Ooo! Not so hard!" I said in my gayest voice and Mosuri yowled as I turned to pin her to the ground.

"AH! Get off my sister! Mo' stop this now! You're drawing in a crowd!" Jesuri panicked, waving her arms around and around, a dark blush consuming her face, probably at the lovely image before her. And indeed those words were true; we had drawn in a crowd. And the next few actions for the crowd would be the most interesting they had ever seen in their lives.

I had kissed her on the lips. Dressed in cosplay while she was also dressed in cosplay, and I had kissed her on the lips. Though it's hardly worth calling it a kiss when she had managed to pull me off quite successfully with a kick to my sensitive area and a harsh push and kick to my side, she ran to her sister's side with a dark blush and covering her lips with her hand. Though I could hardly see because of the immense pain in my happy time area. Jesuri and Mosuri ran, Mosuri giving another example of her ability to curse by shouting it on the top of her lungs to all the males around who dared to gather or flinch at my poor state. Ah, well, it's worth it really...Mosuri tasted very much like strawberries, which are my favorite type of fruit. But...DAMN can that girl KICK!

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I took a long sigh and stared at the many bored looking students, slightly wondering why I have yet seen a lawsuit paper on my desk, oh well. No use crying over spelt milk. What do they have to be so bored about? Sure the official judging isn't until the end of the day, but hey! At least they think they have a chance of winning the thing, and really, that must be the only thing that they could possibly ask for! I examined my main students and was surprised to see that Kosuke was actually cosplaying as well. Rámon was hiding behind his desk but I knew very well what he was wearing, and knew why he was wearing it as well. Really, some older men around here can be so mean...or horny...I shudder to think who came up with the idea to put him in a Kagome (7) cosplay.

"YOU ARE AN INSENSITIVE BASTARD KIKAI!" Shouted Mosuri from the top of her lungs, now that's not true. I can't help it if I had accidentally said something about how girly Rámon really was. So the blonde just comforted the other blonde as I continued to look around. Piro was dressed up as Duo (8) and was obviously being flirted with by Jesuri, but the fool showed no interest. What a dreadful boy, then again, his brother isn't any better, and he was cosplayed as Chrono (9). Yosail looked rather dreary for some reason though. Let's see, Kosuke is dressed as FFT (10) Cloud (11), and Hawke...

"GET THE HELL OFF OF YOUR DESK!" GAH! This kid really bothers me to the fact that he thinks he can get away with sleeping on his desk! How annoying and stupid! I kick him off of his desk again and glare at him; it seems that his cosplay was chosen to be as a Harpy's Brother (12). Hawke pouted up at me for a quick moment but did nothing else as he sat down in his seat. There we go, everybody's here, attendance is taken care of and there's nothing else that needs to be said. Oh wait, yes there is. "Now students, today as you can see, is the cosplay contest that is always held by our school. Now what you may not know is that this year, the prize is a date with those two lovely ladies," I pointed and Mosuri was still comforting Rámon and Jesuri muttered about how rude it was to point, "and a cash prize." Everyone grew stunned by this.

"Cash?" The questioned echoed across the room, hungry desperate looks started to build around the whole classroom. I nodded and newly built determined looks came to all the students, too bad that they don't know it's just a 100 piece yen (13) they'd be getting, but whatever, eh? That's what makes life so much more challenging to defeat the horny younger boys of society. Bwahahahaa!

"Wait, how much cash?" Ah drat, why must Yosail be so intelligent? Ah well, there's nothing a little lie can't help fix.

"I'm not sure; it must be a lot though, to not even tell the teachers." The hungry looks came again at the thought of so much money. Sad really, but I knew how they felt, I struggled just to keep my rent, hell even a 100 yen piece will help in the long run! However those hungry looks stopped as Mosuri stood up on her desk and gave fierce glares to everyone and honestly, as Satoshi, that could be frightful.

"Don't. Any. Of. You. DARE." Mosuri hissed, her hair trying to flow in the air as she promised pain and fear to anyone who won the contest asides from her. Ah, how sweet, she's just adorable!

"Oh? You don't want any of us to win?" Ohhh, looks like she just manage to convince Yosail to be in this fully. Yosail stood up and he gave the girl a deadly smirk, which she just returned with a glare. Honestly, Yosail must be gay because he did not flinch from the fire in her eyes at all, in fact, he stared right back at her. Dreadful boy, it's hard to tell which of the two is worse really.

"Damn right I don't want you to win."

"Then this is a challenge to me, is it not?"

"You win, I kill you." Mosuri seemed to be holding herself back from attacking the boy right in front of me. However Yosail was not intimidated and folded his arms,

"I accept this challenge, and when I win, we're going to have us a good battle."

"Not if I win first!" Yelled boys all around the classroom, oh how delightful! This will be just so much fun! Wahahaha! The way Mosuri stared at the entire class, even as they started to cheer and compare each others costumes though, disheartened me only a little bit. Mosuri seriously looked like she wanted to kill, hahaha.

"How stupid." Piro was the only one to comment and his voice seemed to ring, especially with the distressed look on Jesuri's face from Piro's comment. Those brothers are such a nasty pair of brothers.

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The County Cosplay is not just based on the cosplay contest where we all wait to get the prize at the end, which I should explain. In a way, it's our own little private fair until the real thing happens in the spring. Currently it is around late August, and it is mainly an attraction to get money for the school board, because even though we are the highest school in the county, did not mean we were completely funded in everything we did. Especially the teachers, the damn board just simply does not pay us enough. So in a way, the County Cosplay is just an early treat for all students to come to eat, have entertainment, and over all a good way to spend your hours after school if you are not one to spend time studying in the library. So, for once, I was off from any teacherly duties that one would usually have to supervise over the booths that were all set up.

"Whoa...Mo, this is pretty good."

"Yeah...we didn't even do anything for this thing. It's like the festivals that we would have to do for the schools."

"Oh, but we did do something for this." I responded from the crowds passing by and admiring the cosplayers. Mosuri jumped momentarily and gave me a fierce glare, how charming. You know, it amuses me that she has yet to say anything about sexual harassment with me around, the worse she has done is act like I was another teenager boy who liked to see naughty parts. I guess my height had decided to bless me for something for once. Mosuri folded her arms and narrowed her gaze at me,

"Oh, so that was your idea?" Her voice hissed at me and Jesuri gave her sister a roll at the eyes, honestly not seeing a problem with the fact that I seemed to have offered them as a prize.

"Hmmm, I wonder." I eluded the question and Mosuri just gave me an unhappy twitch then turned away with a loud 'TCH' and walked off, probably to the crepe (14) stands, as I had noticed that she particularly likes sweets. Jesuri stayed around me for a moment and gave a hard stare,

" Kyoto-sensei-"

"Please, call me Kikai." I interrupted her, not particularly liking to hear my last name from any of the blonde's mouths. Jesuri seemed to pause for a moment then continued,

"I swear, if you hurt my sis, I'll hurt you back, and unlike Mo, I'm smart." Oh? Did young Jesuri just make a threat? That seems adorable in the back of my mind for some reason, but I just nodded and Jesuri nodded back and continued to go to whatever task she wished too. More then likely to go to that awful Piro boy, but no matter. I have confidence that Jesuri will be smart enough to see that Piro is a nasty little...I better stop my train of thought there before it gets worse. After all, one teacher must not hate a student so much. Even if Piro is an annoying little prat, much worse then his elder. Anyway! I wondered around, frowning as I passed those a little taller then I, but ignored them as some people pointed at me. I only stopped to pose for the girls who asked for a picture with them and I kept with my journey until I finally found who I sought after.

"I'll arm wrestle you for it." Well that is the very odd beginning of a sentence. Mosuri seemed to have a predatory gleam in her eyes while Kosuke glared at her.

"No."

"Fist fight?"

"No."

"Ro-sham-bo (15)?" Mosuri seemed to ask, while she seemed to have a little hint of desperation in her voice then. Kosuke raised his eyebrow at this strange request then he gave her a sigh,

"Fine." Mosuri seemed to grow happy at these words and Kosuke threw out one of his fists while Mosuri did the same. What in the world were they fighting about? I looked around and found myself holding back a little laugh, as Mosuri and Kosuke grew serious and threw both of their fists around while yelling the classic,

"RO-SHAM-BO!" A curse escaped Kosuke's voice as Mosuri laughed manically and seemed to yoink something that was in Kosuke's previous hand.

"The Chopsticks of Ryu (16) are mine!" Mosuri cheerfully proclaimed and Kosuke gave a loud sigh. I couldn't help but blink...the both seemed to serious about it too, why in the world would they be so serious about chopsticks? Ah, I guess it's just one of those...athlete things that I will never get. I suppose that just adds to Mosuri's charm. Mosuri blinked, as she stuck the chopsticks in her mouth and I saw they had a little pattern at the end. "What are you doing here?" Though it was muffled, that's what I assume is what she said from her mouth. Kosuke gave me a nasty glare too, and I couldn't help but think once again that the teenager may have a little crush on Mosuri. Though it seemed ridiculous because Kosuke was definitely not the type to just like anyone.

"Oh, there's no need to be cruel to me 'suri-chan." Mosuri twitched at the seemingly harmless nickname and heaved a big breath before calming down. Hah, it's so much fine to rile her, especially since it's so easy.

"Kyoto-sensei,"

"Kikai."

"Kyoto-sensei," Mosuri emphasized, not at all caring that I didn't like it, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me by that kind of name."

"Oh, but why, 'suri-chan?" Mosuri was about to open her mouth in protest while a little frustrated blush appeared on her face when she was rudely interrupted as a javelin flew in between the three of us and right in front of Mosuri. The blonde paused and stared at the sharp-ended object and narrowed her eyes coldly, turning around. Now that was strange, what was that look? Kosuke and I looked over to where Mosuri did and that was when the girl went into a cursing rant.

"YOU! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" Mosuri waved her finger very unthreateningly, and her mouth still full of chopsticks and she was obviously angry. Yosail grinned and leaned a little back at another javelin that he seemed to have.

"Why should I?"

"BECAUSE I FRICKING SAID SO!" Yosail wasn't bothered by this and just shrugged and Mosuri's face turned red as she couldn't do anything about it. Only Kosuke seemed to get this kind of reaction out of her, dreadful boy. It's insulting to insult a girl when you don't even really like her, and the only reason why he even chased after her is because he had heard the rumor of her being a cruel ruler of the streets! Yosail only wanted to see if he could get stronger or not from this lovely girl! It was preposterous and stupid, and I felt myself extremely mad about it. Mosuri then gritted her teeth and turned away,

"I was just inviting you to the weapon tournament that they'll be throwing in a few minutes."

"I don't care about stuff like that." Mosuri yelled in a reply, walking away angrily away from us and into the crowd, somehow disappearing despite her incredibly bright blue hair dye. I frowned momentarily and turned to the irritated looking boy.

"How boring." AUGH! JUST LIKE HIS DAMN LITTLE BROTHER! BOTH OF THEM ARE A BUNCH OF LITTLE BASTARDS! I immediately walked away to find Mosuri because I didn't want to deal with someone as stupid as Yosail at the moment. However, I couldn't find her. I found Rámon getting picked on, but Jesuri giving a glare while she hung around the poor blonde boy, while trying to look for Piro. I saw Hawke sitting on a bench with girls crowding him slightly with giggles and pulling his red wings. However no matter where I went, I couldn't find the blonde with blue hair that day. Where in the world could she have been? It may be somewhat of a stalker nature of me to do this, but I was curious of her. After all, what did she like to do during these kind of festivals? Did she like to stop and stare at the arts that hung at the booths, or did she like to do little activities such as knocking down bottles with a ball. I'd like to know these things so I could have fun with her.

Unfortunately though, by the time I did find her, it was time for the judging of the cosplay. Was it really that late? I had to ask myself with slight frustration as we all stood high on the podium as the judges made their rounds. This is just annoying to me in the back of my head, I looked around to try and spy on my discovery of Mosuri, but I didn't see her anywhere. Jesuri was by Piro predictably, but I couldn't see her older sister anywhere. After all that determination to win the contest, I didn't think Mosuri would just up and disappear...I felt a little tremble of a worry actually run down my spine. As a teacher I was always worried about my students, but for some reason worrying about Mosuri seemed to prioritize itself more then it usually should have. I gave a slight frown and jumped down the podium.

"Kyoto-sensei?" I really hate the fact that Jesuri hadn't seemed to be paying attention to the fact that I really dislike it when girls call me by my last name. "What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing, I just need to go to a restroom." Jesuri blinked then nodded then thought about it for a second,

"Hey, if you bump into Mo, can you tell her to hurry up?" So Jesuri hadn't seen her older sister either? That little worry that had been running down my spine increased ten-fold and I gave the younger girl a smile and bowed to her for a moment while running off. The crowds were dimming down as they had been gathered mostly around the podium and the booths were separated from each other so it was easier to see through the running path-ways that they built. I hitched up the 'dress' I was wearing and ran down the darkening paths to see if I could find the so called blonde haired gangster. It seemed to have taken hours (but in reality it was a few minutes, only a few hours because my feet ached from running in the dirt), when I heard the noises of a fierce fight. I ran towards the noise and backed up a bit when I managed to get to the scene and found myself twitching.

Now I'll be the first one out of my entire class to say that I am not a fighter. I just don't have the upper or lower body strength to fight against anybody unless it was a five-year-old with a deadly illness. So when I saw the sight of the girl I had found myself teasing and playing with a small crush on the ground with her glasses shattered nearby and blood dreading her body, I couldn't help but freeze and feel the urge to murder whoever did it to her. Mosuri however got up, her breathing rough and ragged and she stared up to her assailants. Holy crap! I stared and saw over twenty of them, all men with sneering gazes while looking much bigger then Mosuri was.

"So you had to get all of these just to try and take care of me?"

"We wouldn't want you coming back to rule us after all."

"I never was a damn ruler!" Mosuri yelled, and then wiped her mouth, which I saw blood dripping down from it. What bastards! Mosuri then balanced herself then froze when a voice from behind me grunted,

"Boss, there's a spy right here." Mosuri turned rapidly over to me and I actually bit my tongue to hold my yell as the grunt hit my head extremely hard. I fell down, pathetically and continued to bite my mouth as I was raised by my hair. Mosuri seemed alarmed by this and turned over to where I assumed the boss was. Damn I'm pathetic, and even though I knew it, you would think I would be able to get out of this situation. These punks didn't even seem older then sixteen.

"Let him go." Mosuri gritted, her muscles tightening from what I could see. There was a laugh from behind me and I was hit again, this time I couldn't hold back my grunt of pain. Mosuri seemed to get a little angrier at this and glared over to the boss, there's that strange look again. As though she was trying to control a rage from underneath her? I looked around again and saw that there were at least five people on the ground, and they looked extremely huge. "I SAID LET HIM GO!"

"Why should we?" The one I assumed was the boss sneered and Mosuri looked down, probably in a tactic to give a choice of thinking. I actually felt a little touched that she seemed to be worried about me. It was...nice of the girl, I think. Well I guess those rumors about her were true then, I'm actually very shocked. I should have to talk to her as soon as we found a way out of this situation.

"Because if you don't..." Mosuri then glared up, her muscles tightening and I blanked out as she tore off a wig (that was an incredibly good wig! I thought it was her hair!) and clapped her fists together, "I'll show you my potential." Laughter surrounded Mosuri and I grunted as my hair felt like it was tearing and the numbing feeling was grating on my nerves. Mosuri frowned at the jeers of surrounding her and I watched as she placed her hands far apart from each other and she stood still. I wanted to watch more, but my face was knocked into the dirt, with a huge hand letting it stay stuffed in there. I did what anyone would, yelled and had it cover my mouth. The dirt turned into mud and I tried to spit it out, but I ended up passing out, but not before I could hear a rapid versions of yells of pain and agony fill the air.

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I woke up, finding myself staring at my current savior. I blinked and saw the hazel eyes of the frustrated and bleeding blonde. "Hey, you alive?" She asked rashly which was a deep contrast to her image at the moment. I blinked and continued staring at her; she didn't seem to like this and looked away with a rough blush on her pale face. "Sorry 'bout that."

"Hm? Oh, right..." I peered around and found myself shocked that the twenty somewhat odd man bodies were flown all over the dirt and they were obviously all knocked out well. Gathering the bodies though was a frowning Kosuke and an even more irritated looking Yosail. Had they came, as some strange people would say, in the knick of time? Had Mosuri not beat every one of these vulgar men who came to beat up her? Ah, not that it mattered. I then blinked, "Your shirt..."

"Huh? Oh," she didn't seem too concerned, but apparently she wasn't paying attention to the fact that her uniform shirt was all torn to show her cleavage (sadly she wore a bra) and was focused on her belly-button. "Some of the guys had knives, hard to dodge when there's so many crowding you, you know?" She commented and seemed to be tamer then she had been earlier. Perhaps it was because she seemed to have at least had something to let her temper out on for once. I found myself slightly in a mood of laughter at the thought of Mosuri being tame just because she managed to let her temper flare. I moved slightly and coughed, feeling like a young boy again as Mosuri pat my back. "You got some dirt down in your throat." Ah, t'would explain the scratchy throat. I placed my hand to my sides to get up, when I felt a soft material. I looked down and saw that it was a part of Mosuri's uniform.

Heh, the part that covered her breast. I gave a little smirk to myself and I picked it up to give to Mosuri, and with a taunting grin on my face I started,

"You seem to missing part of your uniform."

"Huh? Yeah, I already told you that-..." Mosuri stared very blankly at the piece of fabric I had in my hand and touched her body for a moment; it took her approximately 5.564 seconds to realize what that had covered originally. Mosuri shriek filled the air of 'pervert' and she hit me while grabbing the part of her torn uniform. Mosuri started to stamp her way off when I interrupted her sulking,

"'Suri-chan, what material is that?" Mosuri paused for a second and gave an abrupt raise in her eyebrows in surprise then shrugged.

"Some kind of combination between silk and cotton I think, I got it online, and so I'm not sure."

"Ah. Well help Yosail and Kosuke clean up this mess then!" Mosuri seemed enraged by this then just grunted and struggled to pick up bodies with one hand while the other arm was cover the upper top of her body. Yosail had yelled at me for calling him his true name while Kosuke argued of having to pick up these bodies in the first place while Mosuri just told them to shut up and hurry up to help her so she could get changed. I stayed sitting there, not really wanting to risk getting up with an annoyed throat...A mix between silk and cotton...huh?

Just like her I guess.

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Ummm...so...Yeah. Surprise, I finally updated. Not much of an update for a year and Kikai's character kept changing a bit, hahaha. I think I gave him like an English accent to his mind process, hahaha. Anyway...yeah...Thanks to Hate In The Form Of Passion, somethingsup, and Seena58. I hope this chapter was okay and don't worry, next chapter actually centers around Jesuri instead of Mosuri. YAY FOR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! I'll try to update sooner next time, I promise.

Notes
Cosplay: Is basically dressing up as your favorite anime/game (or other series) character.
Inuyasha: Kinda spam, I'm not personally interested in Inuyasha, but it's an anime.
Satoshi: A character from DNAngel.
Daisuke: The main character of DNAngel and the reason Kikai thinks this is because if you read/watch the series, it's kinda obvious that Satoshi's so gay for Daisuke (x3)
(5): Kikai is such a narcissist.
Nariko: From Chapter 1, a homosexual character from Fuushighi Yuugi
Kagome: The heroine from Inuyasha
Duo: A particular favorite from Gundam Wing
Chrono: The main hero from Chrono Cross
FFT: Meaning Final Fantasy Tactics, which is a wonderful Final Fantasy game for the Playstation
Cloud: The main character from Final Fantasy Seven, however he appears in Final Fantasy Tactics, Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts II, Final Fantasy Tactics, and I'm sure in some other games, but I can't quite remember where else.
Harpy's Brother: A card from the Yu-Gi-Oh world
100 yen piece: In a coin form, and it's basically the equivalent of a dollar in U.S.A. About anyway.
Crepe: A desert that has many stands all over Japan. It looks similar to ice cream.
Ro-sham-bo: Basically Rock, paper, scissors.
Chopsticks of Ryu: I know you know what chopsticks are, but Ryu usually means dragon, which is why they have a strange pattern on the sticks themselves. x3.

On the next episode of Wanted: Shoujou!
We find out who wins the county cosplay and Jesuri seemed to have her hands full all of the sudden with a transfer student and a date!
Next episode! Energy.