Title: Waiting For Minako Part 15 Author: Dark Day For Anime (Mark A Page) Email: ayanami@merlin.net.au ICQ: 9845111 IRC: Saitou^Hajime on DALnet #AJAS Fic Rating: Whee eh but Waiting for Minako by DDFA (Mark A Page) Part Fifteen - The Direction -------------------------------------------------------------------- Scene: A beach in Northern Queensland at night. The vague outlines of Ami and Makoto, dressed in skimpy swimsuits, wander the beach aimlessly. In the distance can be heard the sound of gunshots, banjos and hillbillies. Every time they hear a gunshot, both girls jump and stare into the dunes, then shake their heads and continue. Ami: My arm still hurts.... Makoto: It'll hurt even more if you don't shutup. Ami: Do you hear those guns? Makoto: We can't be anywhere but Queensland. Ami: It's scary.... Makoto: They don't like strangers up here. Ami: What makes you think that? Makoto: Dumping a sand dune on us is a pretty good sign. Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: But it was damn fine sand. Makoto: Yeah, it was, at that. Ami: Otherwise we wouldn't have been able to crawl out of it so easily. Makoto: You're right, there. Ami: Of course I'm right. I'm the resident smartass here. Makoto: Don't get cocky. There is another gunshot, and they both jump a couple of feet. Ami: What do you think they're doing? Makoto: Probably running through a couple of Japanese tourists. Ami: What makes you think that? Makoto: They have a history of doing that up here. Ami: They have a history of doing that to ONE up here. Makoto: One in, all in. That's what I say. Besides.... The only reason they act so friendly is to suck you in.... "Come into my parlour...." Ami: You're getting paranoid in your old age. There is another gunshot. Makoto: You mean that's a figment of my paranoia? Ami: Could be. Makoto: It's an awfully functional paranoia, if you ask me. Ami: I didn't ask you. Makoto: No, I thought I'd ask you for you. Ami: I didn't want you to ask me for me. Makoto: But you looked like you wanted me to ask you for you. Ami: I deny that I looked like I wanted you to ask me for me. Makoto: Are you sure you didn't want me to ask you for you? Ami: Yes, I am damn sure I didn't want you to ask me for me. Makoto: Are you sure you're sure? Ami: I'm pretty damn sure I'm sure. Makoto: But are you sure you're sure you're sure? Ami: I'm more sure than you're sure. Makoto: But how sure are you that I'm sure? Ami: As sure as you're possibly not sure. Makoto: Ah, but there is a possibility that I am sure, isn't there? Ami: As sure as I think you're sure, I think the possibility is not as sure as you like to think it is. Makoto: But can you be sure? Ami: I'm more sure than you on that account. Makoto: Well, I'm sure that I am lost. Ami: I'm not so sure that you're as lost as you seem. Makoto: You can't be sure that I'm not as sure as you think I am. Ami: But I am a great deal surer than you are. Makoto: How can you be so sure? Ami: Because I know you aren't as sure as you think you are. Of that, you can be assured. Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: What are we talking about? Ami: I'm not sure. Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: ..... Ami: ..... Makoto: It's raining jellybeans. Ami: ..... Makoto: All colours, including the black ones. Ami: ..... Makoto: Which begs the question.... Considering it is the middle of the night, and there is no light to be seen, how can I see them? Ami: ..... Makoto: What are you doing? Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: You're eating them, aren't you? Ami: Mmm.... They're good. Makoto: You've just reminded me.... Ami: Of what? *munch munch* Makoto: I'm hungry. *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: I like the green ones. Makoto: I prefer red. Ami: The green ones are tangy. Makoto: Red are juicier. Ami: I like the black ones, sometimes. Makoto: I don't like aniseed. Ami: The white ones are.... okay. Makoto: Vanilla is sweet. Ami: I can't stand the yellow or purple ones. Makoto: Pink ones I can do without. Ami: I bet you've eaten all the green ones. Makoto: I have not. Ami: I can't find any green ones. Makoto: I told you, I only like red. Ami: I can't find any red ones, either. Makoto: Yeah, that would be right. Ami: What? Makoto: It's SOOOOO typical, that we'd only have the ones we hate left.... We've probably eaten all the red and green ones. Ami: But they're still falling. Makoto: Then look on the sand. Ami and Makoto start scrabbling across the sand, picking up handfuls of jellybeans and shoving them into their mouths. Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Mmmm.... these are good. Makoto: We haven't eaten in.... Ohh, how long is it? Ami: Dunno.... Can't remember. Makoto: Where are we, anyway? Ami: Dunno.... Can't remember. There is a gunshot. Ami: Ah, now I remember. North Queensland. Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: No fair. You're eating more than me. Makoto: I'm bigger than you, remember? Ami: Yeah.... You somehow have to fill up that vacant lot inside your head. Makoto: Shutup and keep eating. Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: *munch munch* Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Ah, I'm full.... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: You still hungry? Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Come on.... They're nice.... But all that sugar.... It'll make you fat! Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Unless you like being fat. Makoto: I found a mother lode of red ones. Excuse me whilst I mine the crap outta them. Ami: Oh really! You can be so childish, sometimes. Makoto: I deny that! I'm childish all the time, so there, nyah boo! Ami: Honestly! Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Ne, Mako-chan? Makoto: What? Ami: Where are we going? Makoto: Don't look at me. I know Queensland like I know the arse end of Fomalcaut. Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: Who the hell taught you enough astronomy that you can name as obscure a star as Fomalcaut? Makoto: You did. Ami: Oh yes.... So I did. Anyway. Queensland is really big and scary. How are we ever going to get out of here? Makoto: Let me think about that for a bit. Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: ..... Makoto: *munch munch* Ami: You just want time to finish your jellybeans, don't you? Makoto: Damn.... Read me like a book. *munch munch* END OF PART 15 -------------------------------------------------------------------- Will Minako ever arrive? Does Minako even exist? Are Ami and Makoto on a beach in scary north Queensland, eating jellybeans that have rained from the sky, or is it all a figment of your imagination? For no answers to these questions, stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of the interminable saga of Ami and Makoto in "Waiting for Minako". In strawberry, pineapple, vanilla, musk, grape, lime and aniseed. Available never from your local candy store. ^_^ _________ / @ \ 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 p.s. yes, I did develop a fetish for jellybeans whilst writing this story.... And yes, red and green ones are my favourites. Mind you, I quite like those tiny little gourmet ones as well.... But they just don't match it with the big, fat, traditional ones.... :D~~~~~O Then, of course, there is the thing I have for Turkish Delight.... But I think I'll save that until after the pizza arrives. ^_^ Version Wun - Munday, Twuntythud of Noovumber Noonteen Noontee Eat