Don't know why I am writing this.  I think it's temporary sanity.
	Notes: This is set in the far future of a fusion/xover universe I'm working
with.  Do not be surprised if any last names sound familiar.


Help, Kami-sama!
By Ryo Hoshi


	There was one certain thing about Yoshimasa Asaike:
	His men would follow him anywhere, but only out of morbid curiosity.
	Well, one never was able to really call us his man.  When we started this
mission, at least half of us were female.  Now, I'd say we are about 25%
human, the others being either part of the undead we have been shooting at for
the last few hours or tentacle monsters.
	I suppose I should start from the beginning...

	As usual, we were sitting -- well, more like lying -- around the barracks.
We were doing our usual daily activities.  You know what I mean: reading
books, sleeping, working out, sparring, and trying to keep out of Yoshimasa's
way.  The general stuff.
	Anyway, we were all relaxed and happy when Yoshimasa burst in with a cry of
"We've got a mission!"
	We dutifully gathered around our 'fearless' leader.
	"What's this mission, Yoshimasa babe?" asked Nabiki, our info expert.  From
what I had heard, when her parents had named her after her ancestor, they
hadn't expected her to take after the first Nabiki as much as she had...the
only reason Nabiki-sama was still with us was because she *liked* the job.
	"Our commanders have chosen us, the famous and powerful White Pantomime
Squadron, to eliminate the Mime base that has been attacking the colony at
Nami."
	Izumi Saotome, the newest member of our team, looked at Yoshimasa warily.
"Isn't Nami that planet where they discovered that virus that turns men into
tentacle monsters?"
	"There is no such thing."
	I leaned over and whispered to Izumi, "Yeah, that's the planet."
	Izumi-chan paled.  "He's crazy."
	"Yeah."

	Several hours later, we were in orbit around Nami.  My fellow team members
were checking in with me and asking for weapons - Yoshimasa had this thing
about arms: he thought that is wasn't honorable to use them. The men asking
Nozomi Kiyoki, the med. officer, if her mother, the famous Washu, had given
her the vaccine for the tentacle beast bug and the women were asking her if
she could give them something -- anything -- that could protect them from
tentacle monsters.
	"Okay, here's the plans.  Nabiki, Nozomi, you stay on the ship and coordinate
the teams.  Chris, you take Izumi, Hitoshi, and that kid with the spiky hair
and check out the terrain around the colony.  I'll take Ken, Osamu, and Ryosei
and see what's up in the colony.  We will meet in the colony's guardhouse at
1900 hours."
	I gave Yoshimasa a cold stare.  "Lieutenant Son has a perfectly good name,
sir.  I suggest you use it."
	"Subcommander Chris, take them and get down on that planet!"


To be continued if anybody cares and shows that they do...


		--Ryo Hoshi