Hello all,

Flashman here.  Doing a BIG favor for a friend of mine.
(Warning: The following fic is not a Flashman fic.)

My buddy, Robin Setsuna Scott who has drawn several pictures about 
TRIO for reference, (my KINGDOM for a scanner) has now made her first 
hesitant steps towards becoming a fanfiction writter.
(Warning: Not a Flashman fic.)

She has so far written two chapters of a story she calls "Pervert 
Hunter Komo", so I hope you enjoy it.
(Not a Flashman fic.)

Sakura: SHO-OH KEN!
Flashman:(BAM!) Ow!  What was THAT for???
Sakura: Why do you have to remind everyone this isn't your fic every 
two seconds.
Flashman: I'm CMA.
Sakura: CMA?  What's that mean?
Flashman: I'll tell ya after the fic starts....
__________________
(Fic Starts here.)

Like so many Otaku, I myself imagine myself inside Anime, and through 
the power of creative writing it has been made possible.  Great big 
Arigato to whoever introduced me to anime in the first place.  (oh, 
yeah, that was me ^_-.)  There are some great, big, scary, powerful, 
ultra-cool, creative geniuses and their lawyers who might take this 
as a copyright infringement, but I swear: I am making no money off of 
this, and I'm just trying to spread the joy of anime to the world.  
(assuming this gets publicized ever)  Just take it as a way of free 
advertising from one of your loyal fans.  Ja!

			   Pervert hunter Komo
		    1: Other world?  Creation of fun.

	Komo sighed as she looked into her backpack and found that she 
forgot her lunch.  Again.  Her Blue eyes had "damn" written all over 
them.

	The cafeteria was filled with students grades seventh through eighth.
  Komo being in the seventh.  She put her head on the table hoping to 
continue her nap that she started in Science, which was stopped 
abruptly by the bell.

	She had always been the sort of girl who wished she was a guy.  She 
just thought life would be easier that way.  She liked to fight, and 
watch Anime (which for some reason she thought was boyish; maybe 
because of the existence of CUTEY HONEY and LA BLUE GIRL...)

	Her friends sat down at her table as they ate their lunch and talked 
about the latest DRAGON BALL Z episodes that had been shown on sunday 
morning.  "Remember when the three-eyed guy was saying that joke?"  
Said Kentaro.

	"His name is Chen, stupid."  Said Nokiru.

	"It was still funny."  Kentaro retorted.

	"Only the sequence.  If you heard the joke before, it wasn't all 
that funny."

	Nokiru started to eat his shrimp.  Tomoe looked at Nokiru.  "You are 
soooooo much like Piccolo."

	Komo's head snapped up at the sound of her second favorite character 
looked around with an eager face.  "Piccolo-chan?!  Where?!  Where?
!"

	Tomoe looked at Komo.  "Jeez.  Your weakness for boys is pretty 
pathetic.  Your weakness for anything is pretty pathetic."

	Komo stuck her tongue out at Tomoe.  "Don't go quoting `Yohko' on me.
  If I was boy crazy, I would stoop so low as to like you."

	All the other boys at the table grabbed their stomachs as if hit and 
said something to the effect of "Ooooh!  That had to hurt!"  Tomoe 
just shrugged off Komo's insult.

	Lunch ended and the students went their separate ways to the various 
different classes.  Komo had to go outside into the chill air of 
November, but didn't mind the cold.  As she started walking up the 
stairs, when she heard something.

	"Helllllllllp...us......."

	It sounded like a thousand voices, both male and female.  Komo felt 
a strong wind, the concrete seemed to turn soft below her.  She 
started falling through.  She quickly untied the ribbon from 
underneath her sailor's collar on her school uniform, and hooked it 
onto a tree to keep herself up.

	"Helllllllllp...us......."

	The voices seemed to put her to sleep.  She fell through the 
concrete.

	Komo felt like she was falling fast.  Her dark brown hair danced 
around her.  She completely loosened, knowing that you get more 
damaged if you tense up.  She closed her eyes and waited for impact...


	And was caught by small machine.

	Komo opened her eyes to see a small machine that looked like a 2 
foot tall human wearing heavy armor.

	"A-Are you an Iczel?"  Komo said amazed.

	"Yes, Komo-chan, I am Planet type."

	"Where am I?"  She looked around and saw a strange forest.

	The Iczel set her down.  "You are in Animeria."

	Komo cocked an eyebrow.  She thought that the name was sort of 
overdiscriptive.  "The land where all that is Anime is reality?"  She 
said sarcastically.

	"Yes.  I must go now.  You will meet another who will explain things 
to you."

	And with that, the Machine flew off.

	"Aww, man.  Just like an emotionless computer to leave me in the 
middle of the woods without so much as a...Wait a second..."  Komo's 
eye caught the glint of metal sitting in one of the trees.

	She walked up to it and saw that it was  "YOHKO MANO'S DEVIL HUNTER 
RINGLET!"  she grabbed it and slapped it on her hand.  "Now at least, 
if I transform, I have a sword for food."

	She remembered what the Iczel had said to her, but she didn't know 
weather she should go out and look for the person, or to stay and 
wait for them.  She decided to go.

	Komo started walking through the forest.  She noticed how hot it was.
  She also noticed that her purple and blue school Uniform was really 
bad camouflage in the woods.  Then she thought, "Yohko transforms 
into red because that's her favorite color, Ayako transform into 
green because that's her favorite color.  If I make the ring think 
that my favorite color is green, my costume will be green."

	She held the ringed hand out in front of her.  Then realized,  "Damn.
  I don't remember the chant.  Oh, well I'll make one up."

	"I will not let anyone defeat the courage or strength, that I hold 
within me, So I will thee, HENSHIO!  IMA!"

	To Komo's utter amazement, she completely transformed into a devil 
hunter's costume, except instead of a yin yang on her chest, she had 
a lightning bolt that was black and lined with white.  "Wow!  I 
didn't know these costumes gave you an automatic perfect figure!"  
Komo said noticing that an inch disappeared from her waistline.

	She continued on.  She felt a strange energy emanating from her ring.
  The eyes on the dragon's head glowed.  She jumped into a tree, 
realizing that her weight had decreased immensely.  She watched as 
Yamcha walked through the clearing.

	As she looked at him she realized how much more handsome he was in 
real life than animated.  Her heart skipped a beat.  "Yamcha..."  She 
whispered.

	Yamcha looked up.  "Komo!  Come down.  I'm not going to hurt you."

	Komo had to struggle not to giggle or grin.  The adrenalin rushed 
through her body like a tidal wave.  She dared not look at his face 
for fear of embarrassment, but leapt down gracefully.  "You are...
going...to explain things...to me?"  She barely managed to squeak.

	Yamcha put his hand on her shoulder and she stiffened.  "You're 
pretty uptight for a savior of Animeria."

	Komo relaxed as she shook his hand off.  "S-savior?  I'm just a 
regular girl in an anime costume!  I'm no h-hero!"  She stuttered, 
concentrating on the grass below.

	Yamcha put his hand on his hip.  "King Kai wouldn't have sent for 
you if they didn't think you could handle it.  Anyway, we have to go.
"

	Yamcha pitied Komo, thinking that she was scared.  In truth, Komo 
had developed huge crushes on various Anime men, and now that one of 
them was standing in front of her, was a little too much.  Yamcha 
grabbed her by the waist anyway and flew off in a western direction.

	"Where are we going?"  Komo questioned.

	"King Kai's."  Yamcha replied.

	He was flying pretty close to the treetops, and noticed a very small 
figure in a bad monkey costume tailing them.  "Hey, Komo, is it at 
all possible for you to have worn pants under that skimpy costume of 
yours?"

	"I'm not sure."  Komo wasn't sure why he asked that question.

	Then she heard a sound she hoped she wouldn't....

	"WHAT A HAUL!!  WHAT A HAUL!"

	Then she noticed the monkey impersonator, and stated her opinion: 
"HEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIII!!!!!!!!!
!!  STEP ON IT YAMCHA!  WE'VE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!"

	Yamcha looked at her to get a quick shot of her face, when he 
realized that she was three times prettier than Bulma.  He of course 
lost all attention of where he was going, because his eyes had 
changed to little pink hearts.  Komo would have welcomed this 
reaction at any time except this one.  Happosai was quickly gaining 
on them and had, of course, spotted Komo's panties.

	Komo didn't have any choice now but to fight.  She didn't know how 
to fly, so going anywhere was out of the question.  She concentrated 
as hard as she could and suddenly,  "SOULSWORD, COME FORTH!!"  A very 
sharp, very light broadsword appeared out of nowhere.  (Who ever said 
that Anime wasn't educational?)  She then readied herself for battle.


	She then remembered she was falling with Yamcha.  She frontkicked 
him in the face and told him to keep himself awake and not to look at 
her. Yamcha did as asked. "Keep your balance.  I'll be using you as a 
surfboard."  Komo shouted.

	Yamcha almost looked at her but she punched him.  "Trust me."

	Yamcha did as asked.

	Happosai did one of his incredible leaps and landed on Yamcha's 
ankles.  Komo lifted her skirt a little.  Happosai of course was 
waiting for the rest of it.  She then grabbed him by what little hair 
he had and said,  "One of my friends once told me that my weakness 
for boys is pretty pathetic.  A weakness for anything is pretty 
pathetic."

	"I knew you loved me baby!"  Happosai had huge, glossy eyes as his 
nasal, old voice rapped through her eardrums.

	"My weakness is for boys.  Your weakness is underwear.  If I see you 
again I'll kill you."  She then drop-kicked him far, far away.  
"Field goal!"  Komo said with a smile and a peace sign.

END OF EPISODE