Post by ZaCloud on Sept 2, 2008 0:17:51 GMT -5
(Disclaimer: This is written as a Fan-Fiction. Even though I’m an RPG player, I’m also a fan of it. And once more, I needed something to do with my character. ^_^;; So, this being a fanfic, I wrote all the characters. So, the views expressed by them in this story do not necessarily reflect the views of the actual canon characters or their respective RPers. Hope you enjoy this silly little thing.)
“I’m what?”
“It’s a word from Nihon, my home country,” Edos Lee observed with a bemused smirk, “The childlike, innocent, sometimes clumsy archetype, to be exact.”
Zack blinked in puzzlement, then turned to Bax, who was looking at him consideringly. “Ack! Bax, don’t tell me you agree with him!?”
“Hmm, I do not think I disagree…” the Phoeniyan mused, stroking his own chin with a pointer finger.
Zack sighed with exasperation and waved his arms helplessly at Lee. “Oh come on! I’m not moé! I’m a badass mercenary!”
“The word ‘kawaii’ would work as well,” Lee continued, smiling a bit more, and all the more convinced due to the boy’s reaction, “Though not in the general ‘cute’ sense, but the more broad definition. An innocent flaw or delicate trait which elicits a feeling of protectiveness and endearment from observers.”
“Nuuuuu!” Zack squealed, flailing faster with his eyes squeezed shut, “I’m not moé an’ I’m not kawaii either! I’m a crime-fighting, sword-wielding warrior!”
“You’re not making much of a case for yourself,” the mercenary employer chuckled, clearly finding Zack to be as he himself had just defined him.
“Bleh! You’re mean! Come on, Bax, let’s get outta here!” The boy turned quickly, and the end of his sheathed Fenrir accidentally swiped a pile of paperwork off of a nearby stool. He squealed in dismay, blushing and putting his hands to his face in demure horror. “Aaah! I’m so sorry! I’ll pick it up! Oh no!” As he scrambled to shove the papers back into a pile, he ended up scrabbling ineffectively to pick up individual sheets that had become nearly flush with the floor. He scratched helplessly at them, whining and squeaking with frustration.
Lee was chuckling this whole time, then looked at Bax, winking. “Moé desu ne,” he whispered mischievously.
Bax chuckled and smirked, nodding with agreement. “Yes… Moé.”
“No I’m noooot,” Zack whined, flopping his hands again. Then he pulled off his gloves and tried to pick up the papers with his bare hands. Moments later, he fell back onto his rear, shaking his hand around. “Owie owie owie! Papercut! Owwww!” He sucked on his right pointer finger helplessly.
“And this is… kawaii?” Bax asked, feeling a bit sorry for Zack and yet finding this somehow charming.
Lee nodded in agreement, grinning. “Yes. You catch on quick.”
“I’m nooooot…” Zack whined, though with a defeated tone, as he re-stacked the papers and put them back.
“Hmmm… Interesting,” Sephiroth X said consideringly.
Bax nodded. “It is true, is it not?”
“Can’t say it’s not,” the silver-haired warrior agreed with a smirk.
The two were sitting at a table in the office area of their familiar gym, drinking coffee as it was still quite early in the morning. In moments, they heard the pattering of bare feet on the linoleum. Zack came around the corner in his mint pajamas, yawning and rubbing his eyes, one arm still gripping his pillow. The ends of the soft baggy pants were pooled around his feet, and the slightly-too-long sleeves concealed all but the very tips of his fingers, making him look even smaller than he already was.
The other two couldn’t help but smile. “Moé,” they said in unison.
Sleepily, the youth whined, “I am nooooot…,” burying his face against his pillow.
Zack plopped a handful of marshmallows into his heavily sugared and heavily creamed coffee.
Bax smiled warmly.
“NO!” Zack interrupted, emphatically trying to gulp down a large mouthful of the coffee. He tried too hard though, and it spilled over part of his face and down the front of his black tanktop. “Aaaah! Aww man!” he whined, trying frantically to wipe off with napkins.
“You’ll need a good lawyer to make your case at this point,” Sephiroth observed with a grin from across the table.
In town, Zack paused to cuddle a plush as they passed a toy stand.
“Moé!” Bax identified again.
Zack again reinforced it with his attempts to deflect it.
At a restaurant, the waiter confused Zack with a juvenile, and thus brought him crayons and a coloring sheet. Zack wasted no time going to work on it with enthusiastic scribbling.
“Definitely moé!” Bax chuckled.
“You’re gonna say that all day, aren’t you?” Zack grumbled.
“Only if you are kawaii all day,” the Phoeniyan answered, sticking out his tongue.
On the bus heading home in the evening, Zack was tuckered out. He had the window seat while Bax sat by the aisle. Zack’s eyes fluttered at the brink of shutting, his head nodding up and down. Then he slowly began to lean toward the window, eyes sinking closed.
*Bonk!* A bump in the road made him hit his head on the glass. “Owieeee,” he whined, rubbing his head and straightening back up.
Slowly the fatigue got to him again, and once more his head sank toward the window.
*Bonk!* “Owieeee!”
Drifting…
*Bonk!* “Owieeee!”
Bax, smiling sympathetically, was about to open his mouth, when he heard… or perhaps, felt… an eerily familiar voice say, “Well, what a sight.”
Both of them sat upright in surprise, the hairs on the backs of their necks standing up. Leaning back over the seat in front of them (at an angle apparently impossible without a broken neck) was a fleshy, faceless face, partially disguised under a jacket hood. Valtiel!
“What are you doing here?” Bax growled quietly, eyes narrowed.
The monster answered, “Public transits are a great place to renew one’s conviction that the world is full of filth. One gets to see the corrupted, the weak, the hopeless, congregated in one quiet mass, like lambs being shipped to slaughter.”
“Let’s not involve anyone else… Let’s get off at the next stop an’ settle this,” Zack snarled quietly, eyes narrowed and dark.
“Now now, let’s not get riled up,” Valtiel answered dismissively, shaking his finger, “I won’t be here much longer. Let me just say one thing though… “ He turned around to a more human angle, his neck making squishy noises as he reset his head to a more normal position, before cocking it to one side. “At least I’ve also seen that a few humans can be a little… moé.”
The two warriors blinked, shocked, as Valtiel slowly sank down through the bus floor and disappeared through a fleshy mouth, which then closed and vanished.
Zack sat wide-eyed for a moment more, then burst with frustration, “AAARGH! Why does everyone keep sayin’ that?!”
Bax, sighing with slight relief at Valtiel’s parting, chuckled tiredly and shook his head. “Because you are, damn it.”
“I AM NOOOOOT!!!!” T_T
~The End~
“I’m what?”
“It’s a word from Nihon, my home country,” Edos Lee observed with a bemused smirk, “The childlike, innocent, sometimes clumsy archetype, to be exact.”
Zack blinked in puzzlement, then turned to Bax, who was looking at him consideringly. “Ack! Bax, don’t tell me you agree with him!?”
“Hmm, I do not think I disagree…” the Phoeniyan mused, stroking his own chin with a pointer finger.
Zack sighed with exasperation and waved his arms helplessly at Lee. “Oh come on! I’m not moé! I’m a badass mercenary!”
“The word ‘kawaii’ would work as well,” Lee continued, smiling a bit more, and all the more convinced due to the boy’s reaction, “Though not in the general ‘cute’ sense, but the more broad definition. An innocent flaw or delicate trait which elicits a feeling of protectiveness and endearment from observers.”
“Nuuuuu!” Zack squealed, flailing faster with his eyes squeezed shut, “I’m not moé an’ I’m not kawaii either! I’m a crime-fighting, sword-wielding warrior!”
“You’re not making much of a case for yourself,” the mercenary employer chuckled, clearly finding Zack to be as he himself had just defined him.
“Bleh! You’re mean! Come on, Bax, let’s get outta here!” The boy turned quickly, and the end of his sheathed Fenrir accidentally swiped a pile of paperwork off of a nearby stool. He squealed in dismay, blushing and putting his hands to his face in demure horror. “Aaah! I’m so sorry! I’ll pick it up! Oh no!” As he scrambled to shove the papers back into a pile, he ended up scrabbling ineffectively to pick up individual sheets that had become nearly flush with the floor. He scratched helplessly at them, whining and squeaking with frustration.
Lee was chuckling this whole time, then looked at Bax, winking. “Moé desu ne,” he whispered mischievously.
Bax chuckled and smirked, nodding with agreement. “Yes… Moé.”
“No I’m noooot,” Zack whined, flopping his hands again. Then he pulled off his gloves and tried to pick up the papers with his bare hands. Moments later, he fell back onto his rear, shaking his hand around. “Owie owie owie! Papercut! Owwww!” He sucked on his right pointer finger helplessly.
“And this is… kawaii?” Bax asked, feeling a bit sorry for Zack and yet finding this somehow charming.
Lee nodded in agreement, grinning. “Yes. You catch on quick.”
“I’m nooooot…” Zack whined, though with a defeated tone, as he re-stacked the papers and put them back.
“Hmmm… Interesting,” Sephiroth X said consideringly.
Bax nodded. “It is true, is it not?”
“Can’t say it’s not,” the silver-haired warrior agreed with a smirk.
The two were sitting at a table in the office area of their familiar gym, drinking coffee as it was still quite early in the morning. In moments, they heard the pattering of bare feet on the linoleum. Zack came around the corner in his mint pajamas, yawning and rubbing his eyes, one arm still gripping his pillow. The ends of the soft baggy pants were pooled around his feet, and the slightly-too-long sleeves concealed all but the very tips of his fingers, making him look even smaller than he already was.
The other two couldn’t help but smile. “Moé,” they said in unison.
Sleepily, the youth whined, “I am nooooot…,” burying his face against his pillow.
Zack plopped a handful of marshmallows into his heavily sugared and heavily creamed coffee.
Bax smiled warmly.
“NO!” Zack interrupted, emphatically trying to gulp down a large mouthful of the coffee. He tried too hard though, and it spilled over part of his face and down the front of his black tanktop. “Aaaah! Aww man!” he whined, trying frantically to wipe off with napkins.
“You’ll need a good lawyer to make your case at this point,” Sephiroth observed with a grin from across the table.
In town, Zack paused to cuddle a plush as they passed a toy stand.
“Moé!” Bax identified again.
Zack again reinforced it with his attempts to deflect it.
At a restaurant, the waiter confused Zack with a juvenile, and thus brought him crayons and a coloring sheet. Zack wasted no time going to work on it with enthusiastic scribbling.
“Definitely moé!” Bax chuckled.
“You’re gonna say that all day, aren’t you?” Zack grumbled.
“Only if you are kawaii all day,” the Phoeniyan answered, sticking out his tongue.
On the bus heading home in the evening, Zack was tuckered out. He had the window seat while Bax sat by the aisle. Zack’s eyes fluttered at the brink of shutting, his head nodding up and down. Then he slowly began to lean toward the window, eyes sinking closed.
*Bonk!* A bump in the road made him hit his head on the glass. “Owieeee,” he whined, rubbing his head and straightening back up.
Slowly the fatigue got to him again, and once more his head sank toward the window.
*Bonk!* “Owieeee!”
Drifting…
*Bonk!* “Owieeee!”
Bax, smiling sympathetically, was about to open his mouth, when he heard… or perhaps, felt… an eerily familiar voice say, “Well, what a sight.”
Both of them sat upright in surprise, the hairs on the backs of their necks standing up. Leaning back over the seat in front of them (at an angle apparently impossible without a broken neck) was a fleshy, faceless face, partially disguised under a jacket hood. Valtiel!
“What are you doing here?” Bax growled quietly, eyes narrowed.
The monster answered, “Public transits are a great place to renew one’s conviction that the world is full of filth. One gets to see the corrupted, the weak, the hopeless, congregated in one quiet mass, like lambs being shipped to slaughter.”
“Let’s not involve anyone else… Let’s get off at the next stop an’ settle this,” Zack snarled quietly, eyes narrowed and dark.
“Now now, let’s not get riled up,” Valtiel answered dismissively, shaking his finger, “I won’t be here much longer. Let me just say one thing though… “ He turned around to a more human angle, his neck making squishy noises as he reset his head to a more normal position, before cocking it to one side. “At least I’ve also seen that a few humans can be a little… moé.”
The two warriors blinked, shocked, as Valtiel slowly sank down through the bus floor and disappeared through a fleshy mouth, which then closed and vanished.
Zack sat wide-eyed for a moment more, then burst with frustration, “AAARGH! Why does everyone keep sayin’ that?!”
Bax, sighing with slight relief at Valtiel’s parting, chuckled tiredly and shook his head. “Because you are, damn it.”
“I AM NOOOOOT!!!!” T_T
~The End~
