This is the only Ronin fan fic I've ever written. It started one day when I wondered what would happen if . . . well, that's reavealing the plot. It took me many weeks too get this far, and everytime I wrote part of it, I added a to be continued thingies :) So get used to them. And oh yeah, do you think Cye would curse? It just sounded so . . . British ~anime sweatdrop~
Sage yawned, stretching in the fresh daylight. Rising from his bed, he walks to the dresser, and dresses quickly. He walks into the bathroom, wiping the last of sleep from his eyes. He catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
He stops mid-yawn. Did he just see . . . what he thought he saw? He rushes back to the mirror, staring in horror.
It's limp! he thought dreadfully, touching his hair. It just . . . layed there. He was horrified(although it was nice to see his right eye again).
"My Extra Super You-don't-want-to-know-how-strong-this-stuff-is hair cement-gel! It wore off! NOOOO!"
He opened the medicine cabinet.
"Good thing I always have spares! Now let me see . . . aspirin, toothbrush . . . WHAT?! IT'S NOT HERE!"
Will sage EVER find out what happened to his hair-cement gel? Find out next time, when I FINALLY write this fanfic!
Sage throws open the cabinets beneath the sink. Where'd he put it it?! Where was it?! Not caring about neatness, he throws everything out from under the sink.
"IT'S NOT IN HERE!"
Sage goes on a rampage, turning the bathroom into a destruction zone of toilet paper and wash clothes. But still, no hair cement-gel.
"Sage?" Cye's voice from the hallway calls. "Are you al . . ."
Cye walks into the bathroom and stops in mid sentence. Pools of shampoo and conditioner mill around his feet. And Sage . . .
"SAGE!! YOUR HAIR!!"
Sage quickly grabs a towel and throws it on his head.
"YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT!!!"
"But your hair was . . . "
Sage growls in annoyance from under the towel.
"Cye, if you tell anyone about what you just saw, I will murder you in your sleep." Sage says in a strangely calm tone. "Understand?"
Cye nods slowly, knowing Sage means it. Then, he notices the mess.
"What a mess!"
"You just noticed? Was my hair THAT much of a shock?"
"Mia's going to mad when she finds this!"
Will Mia kill Sage when she finds the mess? Will Sage ever get some hair cement-gel? Find out next time, when I get around to writing it!
"Well, Mia's not going find this. And do you know why, Cye?"
"Uuum, no, why?"
"Because YOU are going to clean it up."
Cye snorts. "Yeah right! To bloody hell I am."
"Okay Cye. But it would be and awful pity if I had to inform Mia on who broke really broke her computer last week."
"You . . . you wouldn't! Would you?" Cye looks at Sage for a moment. "You would. Sage you know that was an accident!"
"Well, if this bathroom isn't clean before I get back, I might accidently slip this information to Mia. So what's it going to be?"
Will Cye clean the bathroom? And where is Sage going with a towel on his head? What's with all these annoying questions? Find out the next time I decide to actually get off my procrastinating butt and work on this story!