SD Gundam Fan Fiction ❯ SHOCK: Continued ❯ Turning Japanese... Is That Possible? ( Chapter 20 )

Holy crud, when was the last time that I updated this fic… So long that I can't remember the last time I updated it. ^^; Sorry fellas, swimming and school had eaten up all of my time, the only reason why I can type this right now is because swimming was cancelled for homecoming. :) So I'll cut with chatter and get with the chapter!

 

Baku: *pops out of nowhere* Where have you been! *huggles me* I missed you! ;__;

 

Me: Would you stop… Crushing my spine… Please… >_O

 

DISCLAIMER: I really don't anything, the characters belong to Bandai and this fic is the brain child of Sayla_Gathermoon. Yeah, I don't own squat. -..-0

 

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Neicko appeared on stage wearing a dress that a geisha would wear and her hair was neatly wrapped up in a bun. She politely bowed to the audience, “Konnichiwa.”

 

The audience didn't know what the heck she was doing. They all began to whisper and gossip amongst each other.

 

“Did she hit hear head?”

 

“Maybe she has a twin!”

 

She threw her arms on her hips and glared at them, “No I do not have a twin! I was just saying `hello' in Japanese to introduce our next performer,” she ripped off the dress and pulled her hair out of the bun, “Now give it up for everyone's favorite samurai, Bakunetsumaru!”

 

And of course, our favorite fan girl screamed bloody murder at the top of her lungs, “Yes, this is what I have been waiting for!” She suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.

 

Baku walked onto the stage, bowed, and then took in a deep breath of air,

 

I've got a picture,
Of me and you.
You wrote 'I love you',
I wrote 'me too'.
I sit and stare at it, there's nothing else to do

 

The crowd screamed wildly as Baku continued his song,

 

Oh it's in color,
Your hair is brown.
Your eyes are hazel,
And soft as clouds.
I often kiss you when there's nothing else around

I've got your picture,
I've got your picture,
I'd like a million of you all round my cell
I want a doctor,
To take your picture,
So I could look at you from inside as well.

 

He began to run around on the stage, slapping the audiences' hands as he went.

 

You've got me turning up,
I'm turning down,
I'm turning in,
I'm turnin out;
I'm turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
I'm turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
I'm turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
I'm turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.

 

As the crowd continued cheering, a mobile citizen just noticed that Baku's fan girl was still on the ground unconsous. He leaned towards a red haired teen, “Shouldn't we try to wake her up or something?”

 

The teen shot a look at him, then at her, then back to him, “Nope, she'll be able to see this on D.V.D later anyways.”

 

I've got your picture,
I've got your picture,
I'd like a million of you all round my cell
I want a doctor,
To take your picture,
So I could look at you from inside as well.

 

Baku invited the crowd to sing along as the music changed tune.

 

No sex,
No drugs,
No wine,
No women,
No fun,
No sin,
No you-
No wonder it's dark.
Everyone around me is a total stranger,
Everyone avoids me like a psyched lone ranger.
Everyone.

 

Thats why I'm turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.

 

He fell to his knees and held the microphone closely to his mouthpiece as the song began to wrap up.

 

Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so. (think so, think so, think so, think so)
Turning Japanese,
I think I'm turning Japanese,
I really think so.

 

He suddenly fell flat on his back, winded and tired, but satisfied with his performance. The crowd cheered wildly and the curtains closed.

 

A few hours later, Baku's fan girl slowly got up, “Wh-what the heck happened?” She looked around and saw a janitor sweeping up paper and dirt from the floor, “Excuse me sir?” He looked to her, “When is Baku performing?”

 

The janitor stared at her blankly, “Why he already performed, and by the sounds of the crowd screaming I'd say that it was a pretty dang good performance too.”

 

She turned pale, slowly falling to the floor, “Why?!” she sobbed, “Why does this always happen to me?!”

 

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T, T, F, N, ta ta for now! ^_~