Title: Waiting For Minako Part 10 Author: Dark Day For Anime (Mark A Page) Email: ayanami@merlin.net.au ICQ: 9845111 IRC: Saitou^Hajime on DALnet #AJAS Fic Rating: Duh.... ^_^ Waiting for Minako by DDFA (Mark A Page) Part Ten - Existentialism, Surrealism, Post-Modernism, Dadaism, Cynicism, Neo-Classicism and a Partridge in a Pear Tree (Thanks goes to Jon Carp for the title inspiration ^_^) -------------------------------------------------------------------- Scene: A beach, supposedly somewhere in Hawaii (it has not been confirmed by our agents). The beach is empty, save for the figures of two young women, lying back on beach towels, dressed in the kind of extremely skimpy swimsuits that would normally classify this fic as rampant fanservice. But since most of what you're imagining Ami and Makoto to look like is occurring in your mind, and not here, then I have only one thing to say to you.... Sukebe. Both Ami and Makoto look extremely bored as they stare at the sky, wondering, briefly, how Haruka and Michiru are doing, waiting in Tokyo in their place. Ami: I've always wanted to know.... Makoto: What? Ami: Ever since that episode with Haruka and all that.... Makoto: What? Come on, what? Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: Do you prefer margarine to butter? Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Makoto gets up from her towel and starts running around the beach, freaking out. Ami watches her, passively. Ami: Do you really have to make so much noise? Makoto: Oh, fer chrissakes! What did you have to ask me THAT for? Ami: Well, every fanboy I know wants to know the answer.... Incipient homosexual tendencies. Lack of boyfriend. Constant harping about previous relationships and all. I mean, I've been wanting to know for years. Makoto falls flat on her back, on the sand, sweatdropping. Ami turns away from her and stares back up at the sky. Makoto: I thought it has been made clear, time and time again, that I am NOT a lesbian. Understand.... I am heterosexual as the day is long. Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: Ah, so you turn into a lesbian when the sun goes down? Makoto: Of, fer Chrissakes! I am NOT a lesbian. Geddit? Ami: ..... Makoto: Geddit? Ami: Got it. Makoto: Good. Ami: Repressed homosexual tendencies.... Definitely next on the list of anime characters to be outed.... Makoto: What did you say? Ami: Oh, nothing, nothing. Ami makes a note in a small black book, and immediately hides it underneath her towel as Makoto comes tromping back. Makoto: You know.... It's strange how there's nobody else on this beach. Ami: So? Makoto: Well, it's such a NICE beach, on such a NICE day.... One would have thought there'd be hundreds of people here, jostling for position. Ami: Must be an off day. Makoto: Some off day. I'm REALLY beginning to wonder where we are, now.... Ami: Why question such things when nothing is going wrong? Makoto: I've just got a weird feeling.... Ami: You should NEVER eat the fish on the plane.... How many times do I have to tell you.... Makoto: No.... It's something else.... Like we're being watched.... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: Must be all those people out there. Makoto: What people? Ami: Out there. Ami points towards the readers of this fic. Makoto stares in the direction she is pointing, but shakes her head. Makoto: I can't see anything. Cut to an opposing view. Ami turns and points in that direction. Ami: Ah, they're over there, now. Makoto turns with her, squinting. Cut to the original view. Ami turns once more, smiling. Ami: Nope. Looks like they think that's our best side. Makoto looks down at Ami, then falls to her knees on her towel. Makoto: I think you've had too much sun. Ami: You can never have too much sun.... If skin cancer is your thing. Makoto: Now I KNOW you've had too much sun. Ami: Come to think of it, I am feeling a little strange. Makoto: Do you get the feeling we're being watched? Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: Actually, yes, I do.... Kinda kinky, isn't it? Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: You're just hoping it's some desperate pervert, since you're normally hopeless with men. Ami: At least I had Urawa-kun.... All you ever did was whinge and whine about an illusory long lost senpai.... Makoto: Was NOT illusory. He REALLY existed. Ami: Oh yeah? Prove it. Makoto: How can I? We're on a beach in the middle of nowhere. Ami: Hawaii. Makoto: What? Ami: We're on a beach in Hawaii.... It's not the middle of nowhere.... Technically speaking. Makoto: Are you so sure? Are you so sure that this IS Hawaii? Ami: Can you prove to me that you really DID have a boyfriend? Makoto: No. Ami: Well, I can't prove that this is Hawaii, either. Makoto: Then we're really in the middle of nowhere, after all.... Ami: Stop getting paranoid. Makoto: I'm NOT getting paranoid. Ami: Of course you are. If we aren't in Hawaii, where are we? Makoto: We could be.... in ANTARCTICA. Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: DOES THIS LOOK LIKE ANTARCTICA TO YOU? Makoto: No. Ami: Well, by process of elimination, taking into account the fact that it is almost 100 degrees in the sun, it is humid and that we are definately NOT freezing our butts off whilst wearing these oh so SKIMPY swimsuits, you could, just possibly, conceive that this is not, in the slightest way possible, Antarctica. Makoto: It could be out of season.... Ami: I don't really think that would make much difference, do you think? Makoto: No.... I was just clutching at straws. Ami: Pretty damn thin straws, if you ask me. Makoto: Hey, it was a nice idea at the time. Ami: Look.... This is Hawaii.... No ifs, no buts, okay? Makoto: Could be far north Queensland. Ami: WHAT? Makoto: Gotta be careful in far north Queensland.... They inbreed them differently, up there.... Ami: What ARE you talking about? Makoto: Never mind. Ami: I should think so, too.... And you're thinking of Tasmania.... On a good day.... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: I wonder how Haruka and Michiru are going.... Ami: Yes, might be interesting to see.... Scene: By the wall in Tokyo. Haruka has finished cutting Godot up into a hundred little pieces and dumping them over the other side of the wall. Michiru looks on with distaste. Michiru: That's going to smell in time. Haruka: Would you have rathered listen to his stories? Michiru: Better than listening to Setsuna whine about her beloved Endymion when she's drunk one too many Sapporo Lagers.... Haruka: Hmph.... Is it any wonder the Philadelphia Experiment went wrong.... END OF PART 10 -------------------------------------------------------------------- Will Minako ever arrive? Are Ami and Minako really on a beach in Far North Queensland (queue banjoes), have Haruka and Michiru really turned Godot into sushi, or is it just a figment of their imaginations. See the next action packed, exciting and riveting chapter of the enthralling wait by Ami and Makoto in "Waiting For Minako". Brought to you by Sydney Water, where Giardia and Cryptospiridium are just a glassful away.... ^_^ _________ / @ \ DDFA (The Right Dishonourable Mark A Page) / / ^ ^ \ \ ayanami@merlin.net.au /\ Chief Propoganda Officer, Keeper of \/ \/ the Tapes and Co-Founder of the Saitou-chan \___________/ Appreciation Society - Adelaide Japanese /_/ \_\ PU Animation Society ^_^ ^_^ ADELAIDE CROWS FOOTBALL CLUB - AFL CHAMPIONS 1998 ^_^ ^_^ Version 1.22485372947854 b - Monday September 26th 1998