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     C&C wanted, flames will be C&Ced.


Haircare
By Ryo Hoshi


     Not so long ago, in a faraway place called Nerima, my Great-great-
grandmother met with two men of the land whose children were soon to marry.
     Now, my mother was married to the son of one of these men, and they were
trying to find a way for her husband to marry his true love.
    So they made an arrangement: one of my mother's children would marry one
of their grandchildren.
    Twenty years have passed, and now my parents are taking me to Nerima to
marry.  There's only one problem.
     I don't want to.
     But nobody cares about how I feel about it.
     I mean, if I wanted to get married, I'd marry Kogai -- not some
foreigner.  And Kogai's the village idiot.  My Father keeps saying that he
can't believe that he was ever as bad as Kogai, back when he was trying to
marry my Mother.
     I know, you are wondering who Kogai is, right?  Well, he's probably the
stupidest man in the whole village.  He makes rocks look like geniuses.  And
he has the biggest crush on me that I've seen yet.
     It is kinda fun to pound him into the ground, though.
     I have no choice in this, however.  I must leave my village and go to
Japan.
     At least I speak better Japanese then my parents...

     Up and down and up and down and up...
     Oh, lord, how I hate ships.  I hate them I hate them I HATE THEM.
     I think I'm gonna be seasick.
     I wonder what he's going to think of my curse.
     It could be worse.  Kogai could be coming with us.
     I really think I'm gonna be seasick...

     I am never going to walk on board a ship again.
     I know, however, that this means that I'm likely to have to stay in Japan
for the rest of my life, but I don't care.
     My name is Brush.  I'm sixteen.
     I'm Fate's kicking post.
     I hate my life.

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     This is the third (and probably the last) of the shortfics.  Next time, I
start will telling what happens when everyone meets up...


          --Ryo Hoshi