Subject: [FFML] [Greenwood][teaser] Extended Play
From: UkyouKwnji@aol.com
Date: 1/16/1999, 12:05 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

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Those of you who've been to Ryokuto Academy have probably heard   
all about it.  In all humility, it's probably gone down as another 
shining example of the legendary weirdness that goes on over at 
'Greenwood' Hall.

For those of you who might not be familiar with what happened, let 
me give you a replay:

Keep in mind that at this point my roommate, Kazuya Hasukawa, is 
under the impression that I'm a girl.  So when he walks in on me 
in the benjo, standing at the urinal, I can almost feel him do a 
doubletake as he looks at me.  For my part, I try to act as 
nonchalant as possible.

"I hear you're going to be studying with Mitsuru-sempai these 
evenings."

He nods audibly, and I continue as I wash my hands.  "I need help 
with my studies, too... so I'll see you there, ne?"  And I walk 
out.

It's hard to stay calm when you know your cover's been blown.  
You just have to take one step at a time, and try to stay relaxed 
about it.  He may not have noticed, but then again...

BAM!  "Why, you LITTLE...!!" 

"Oops!"  He noticed.  And he's furious.  Time to run!

I don't even know where I'm trying to go.  I'm certainly not going 
to be safe in our room.  Maybe Mitsuru-sempai and Shinobu-sempai 
can save me; after all, this was their idea.

"OWW!"  Too late; Suka-chan's got a hold on my hair.  Damn, but 
that kid can run.

He slams me up against the wall, and grabs my sweatshirt by the 
collar.  "What was that?  Let's see that again!"

What would a real girl do under the circumstances, anyway?  I 
scream.  "Eek!  You pervert!"  It has the effect of drawing a 
crowd, but Suka-chan's not letting me go.

"Oh, shut UP!"

"I'm sorry!  Mitsuru-sempai and Shimobu-sempai told me to do this. 
 I swear it!"  It's true, right down to the fact that they'd 
instructed me to take a dive today.  At 18-to-1 odds, they were 
going to use the money for what they called 'a proper welcome 
party' for Suka-chan.

THAT gets him to let go.  "Mitsuru-sempai?"

And now the hall is abuzz with voices, while Suka-chan walks, 
red-faced, to Mitsuru-sempai's dorm room to confront him over this 
practical joke.

"So, he finally knows.  What is this?"

"Third day, afternoon.  Who bet on it?"

"Damn, I lost."

"Me too.  If he coulda just held out another day..."

One guy confronts me.  "Stupid Shun.  That was a dumb mistake!"

(VVVRRRRKKKTT!!)

(Shun looks at the readers, a phonograph needle in his hand and 
a canary-eating grin on his face)  "Oops.  Now I've put a big 
scratch in this record.  It may well skip over this scene from 
now on..."

(He sets the needle down again, and the scene picks up from before 
Hasukawa arrives at Ryokuto)  "The kid was right, it *was* a dumb 
mistake.  I could have done better than three days.  I just did 
that to let my sempais win the bet - hey, we've got to finance the 
parties we throw somehow.

"But suppose, just suppose, I was betting too... Something like, 
if I can fool Suka-chan for longer than anyone else has bets on 
it, I win the pot...

"Granted, it's a lot more work for me... but it might be worth it, 
ne?"

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Ukyou Kuonji presents
a Here Is Greenwood fanfic

EXTENDED PLAY

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