Hidoko

9:51:35 PM Sat, 25 September,1998

Little Hideko went up to hide. "Pa," she said, "Tell me a story."

hide sighed tiredly. "Go to sleep."

Hideko grinned. "But pa, I can't sleep."

The little demon rubbed against her father, and the huge demon relented.

"Okay okay…" He sighed. "Just don't shout and wake Yoshiki."

"Don't worry, pa, I won't wake ma."

"Once upon a time in Chicago there lived a little hood named Yoshiki. He looked very very good in white dresses, but for certain reasons he had to wear red. ^_~ Therefore he was called 'Red Riding hood', also for certain reasons. Now, for certain reasons he also looked very beautiful, flawless fair skin and large (goldfish? Erm, okay okay~! ^-^) large eyes which spoke and were depthless pools of crystal waters. His very very lush rose bud lips looked as if to be kissed, (which I always punish him for every morning [grin] heh heh…) and his hair, to the waist, was blond and flowing like the wind.

He was indeed very very beautiful, and for certain purposes his heart was a beautiful as well. He was well behold by the townspeople and everyone liked him very very much.

He was very fillial, and did everything his mother wanted him to do, or she would whip him. So, when his mother, a hood too, sent him out to pass by the territories of hide the bad…"

"Pa!" She laughed.

"Hush, Hideko. Shut up and listen." Nervously he glanced at Yoshiki, who stirred ever so slightly. Worried that he might have his head flattened or something… Although he always was the one who got away with waking Yoshiki up. And now Hideko was the one who broke his record together with him. "hide the bad saw beautiful Yoshiki stealing a soup-up car in his territory, and he was immediately charmed by his beauty. He went up to Yoshiki, losing all his marbles.

'Hi there, good lookin', you SURE are one hot number! Why not let's come over for a drive in in my Mustung?'

'Fuck off, soc.' Yoshiki murmured, as he began to climb in. hide wondered if he was bluhing, his cheeks suddenly became so red a he stared into his own eyes. 'Us greasers have got nothin' to do with you.'

hide raised an eyebrow. He was no Soc! He was a Greaser. Just that he robbed a soc of his mustung. Before he could tell Yoshiki that, Yoshiki drove off in the souped-up car.

Without a moment's hesitation, hide drove off after Yoshiki in the Mustung."

"Pa, why did Yoshiki have to steal the car?"

"Dah… Since Yoshiki had to go to the far side of West by the socs, he figured that he might have gotten jumped on. Having a car is better than having none."

"Oh, he's a greaser!"

"Hai."

"So so… Why did he have to go to the West?"

"Erm… His mother told him to go there and bring back a soc for lunch. She happened to be craving for soc meat."

"Cool!" Hideko bounced up and down on his lap. How does Soc meat taste like?"

hide sighed. "Well, that's out of point. Anyway, Yoshiki got to the West and began hunting for Soc meat. hide followed him, and sudenly had an idea. He met up with Pata, his contact in the West, and borrowed some 'socy' clothes. Soon he appeared in front of Yoshiki again, this time in plaid shirt and rich trousers. He even put on a sunglass an a hat so that Yoshiki would not recognise him.

'Hi lady, how do you consider coming over to the drive in for a movie and a soda?' He even made sure he spoke properly. Yoshiki's innocent face at once had a smile on it.

'Yeah sure,' he replied. 'Can I drive?'

hide knew that it was a trick, somewhat, but went in anyway (And oh, hideko, he doesn’t know Yoshiki's plot, but he just knew Yoshiki had something up sleeve). Soon they were driving back to the East. hide got lead into Yoshiki's home, and Yoshiki's mother, a six feet five hundred pounds woman, came in with a whip and began whipping Yoshiki. 'Why bring me such a sick lookin punk monkey, you@*(#&%&*()@&^*%!!!!'

Yoshiki cringed in a corner, but did not say anything. His mother took off hide's hat and sunglasses, and Yoshiki saw that it was hide.

Worriedly Yoshiki turned to his mother and pleaded her not to eat hide, another greaser. But his mother would not give a damn and began to heat up a cauldron. Poor hide got tossed in and Yoshiki began to cry. Just as hide thought that the amethystine tears were the most beautiful he had ever seen in his entire life, which was ending, a cop came in. With shock Yoshiki's mother fished hide out of the cauldron, with a gulp, gulped him down and prepared to make a getaway. The cops caught Yoshiki's mother and cut open her stomach, after hearing Yoshiki's story and fished hide out of her stomach, with a few other socs who would never dare jump greasers anymore.

Happily Yoshiki embraced hide. 'What's your name, my lady?' hide asked, as the blonde hugged the breath out of him.

'My name is Yoshiki.'

'Can I call you Yo-chan?'

Yoshiki nodded, and hide grinned. 'My name's hide.'

'Wha? The famous big bad wolfie greaser hide?'

hide laughed heartily. 'hey, I don't really live up to that.'

'But…'

With a sweeping kiss he shut Yo-chan's trap.

So, they lived almost happily ever after, though Yo-chan was forever hard to wake up on mornings, but hide always managed anyway, with his irrisistable hide-lips power. The end. How's that?"

Hideko laughed. "Geez Pa, that's not bad! Tell me more, tell me more! (Like, does he have a car…)"

hide shook his head firmly. "You promised that you'd go to bed."

"Awwwww…"

"Uh uh."

Sighing, Hideko curled up in a corner in their little nest in the caves and slept peacefully. hide looked at Yo-chan , cuddled with Hideko behind his back, cringing, and smiled peacefully, fondly. Yoshiki would never stay in character in hi stories, he mused, while in Yoshiki's he always did. Ah well, he shrugged, before holdinng both of them close and falling asleep. He was going to need enough rest to wake Yo-chan up tommorrow.

10:56:01 PM Sat, 25 September, 1998
 

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