MA * Science 1/2 (Family Ed.): Wild Eyes

This MA * Science 1/2 short spinoff spoof songfic is dedicated to:
- My lovely imouto/younger sister, may you really be my Princess (not Prenchis, seriously) Feena someday. (Homework! Write down all the English words you don't understand in the story and look it up on a dictionary!)
- My family, who reads my blogs. Jangan marah ye... heck I even took out the family-only namecalls.
- Abang Ghazali who's a fan of the anime Basilisk Kouga Ninpouchou. Hope you find this amusing...
- Nana Mizuki (who plays Oboro in Basilisk) and her really nice song, Wild Eyes (the Basilisk ending theme). I played this song while writing this throughout.
- August-Soft and Aria-Soft, makers of the game Yoake Mae Yori Ruriiro na, you have the godliest chara designs ever.
- All the fans of my MA * Science 1/2 series, wherever you are now.
- All okbh.blogspot.com readers... whether I know you or not!
I love you all long time!

ruriiro ni kagayaku kira no hitomi
yami yori no tsukai ni tozasarete mo
tsunaida yume no hashi dare mo ubaenai kara
mugen no asu utsushite

Your fine eyes are sparkling blue
Even when darkness closes down on you
Since nobody can ever plunder the bridge between your dreams
Let your wild eyes reflect a neverending tomorrow

"Happy birthday, Yasti!!!" Everyone in the house sang in unison, as Yasti blew the birthday candles, not forgetting her birthday wish.

It was 19 December, the date Yasmi's younger sister was born. At the age of 15, Noryasti was a charming young lady, her sweet dimples decorate her nice smile. If taught properly, she'd be a nice dancer too - a shame that her mathematical skills are the point of everyone's concern instead.

The birthday party was a very lively affair - a Sushi Cake was on the table amongst other delicacies, and the guests consisting of Yasmi's extended family and some of her friends heartily dined in, after hours of anticipation.
"I want more! More California Roll!" Yasri, her other brother exclaimed.
"Ah, Coke Lime tastes so nice..." the other brother Yasmi takes another sip. (Author's Note: It's worth mentioning Yasmi bought a carton of Coke Lime bottles a few days after.)
"So... do you wanna open your presents now?" Their mother asked the birthday girl, still nibbling on a salmon sushi before replying.
"Ermm... hehe, just a sec."

A load of birthday presents was on the large table in the living room. They were from her friends and family, high and low, in nice wrappers Mom would love to recycle like she always does.

Before this, Yasmi snuck in his own present - in a nice heart-shaped box, accompanied by a birthday card - on the table. He felt deeply guilty for his siblings' nice gesture on his own birthday, so he made a vow to return the favour next time round, starting with today.

"Oh, I know who this is from~," Yasti enthusiastingly said. The card was half in Japanese writing. "Bro~!"
"Ah? Oh, yea." Hearing the birthday girl call his name, Yasmi came to her side. "I hope you don't mind... You said anything as long as it's sincere, right?"
"Uh... yeah," she said, and opened the box. She gasped.
"Oooooh..." Mom and Noryasni, the elder sister, also aghast. "Yasmi, what in the world?"
"Huh?" Yasmi sheepishly looked away.
"Bro... It's really beautiful, but... you're not gonna fall on your knees and ask my hand in marriage, are you?"
"*pfffff*" Yasri choked and splurted his own Coke Lime, and Aunt Hamidah did the same on her tea.
"Oi...," Yasmi started to try and clear the air. "That's the Sagittarius Ring. You know, the enchanted Zodiac Rings which exist around here in Lumut..."
"Hmm..." Everyone stared at the much-coveted artifact. It has a Sagittarius Zodiac symbol engraved inside the prominent lapis lazuli gemstone, fine-cutted and firmly-embroidered on the golden-banded ring.
"Didn't Safoora got one?" Sis asked Yasmi.
"Yea. But this one I found lying around when the contractors were doing the Lumut makeovers around the beach."
"But Bro... I don't have any... powers," Yasti stated, "I can't even throw a punch properly, much less ever hold a weapon."
"It's okay Yasti, Brunei needs less heroes, and the villains are being ever so quiet or dead anyway." Yasmi then took the ring and fitted it on her right ring finger, and it dimly glows, accustoming it to its new owner.

The night continued merrily, as everyone chatted, played or ate till their heart's content.


Months later, on a cold, blustery night.
"(Mmm... I'm hungry, better cook for myself now...)" Yasti opened her eyes, clutching her belly. She lazily looked at the clock, it was 1:24 AM.
She closed the bedroom quietly and tried to flick the staircase's lamp switch.
"Eh?" She flicked it up and down, but no light shone. Thinking the bulb must be the problem, she ventured down the flight of stairs in the dark...
"(Funny... why is it getting darker?)" she thought. She was puzzled at the number of steps she already took, too - the stairs should be 19 steps down, but she's approaching 40.

Suddenly, at the 50th step...
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" she screamed, as the 51st step was missing and in its place was a deep, dark, endless pit...
Her screams got louder as she plunged further...

...

"Oboro... Oboro!" a manly voice spoke.
"...Huh? What?" Yasti opened her eyes again, this time to an unfamiliar sight. She saw the night sky, with its twinkling stars, the full moon illuminating everything to it's limits. She was lying on the ground, on a grass field, beside a man carrying a samurai sword. She was wearing a pink yukata.
"Oboro! Are you all right?" You fainted suddenly before I knew it-"
"Who are you?" she asked. "Where am I?"
"Huh...? Did you fall on your head and catch amnesia?" the man said. He had a lengthy beard, and looked muscularly built.
"I don't know! Where's Mom? I'm scared...!" Yasti cried out.
"*sigh*... I will protect you. You may have forgotten for now but I'm Giontoji, the Basilisk Samurai."
"...Uhhhh... and what did you call me?"
"You're Oboro, my companion."
"I'm sorry, but my name is Noryasti, not Oboro." After minutes of arguing, Giontoji gave up.
"Okay okay fine. Yasti, is it? Okay Yasti, we need to get away from here. People are chasing us in weird caravans, and they're... faaaaast."
"How fast?" Yasti asked, but just as she wondered, droves of white, red, blue, black, green, yellow, silver and even pink Kijang vans magically appeared, and circled them.
"What the..." Yasti said, recalling something, "Say, are they... headhunters?" Giontoji nodded, and Yasti put a palm on her face. If she is in a nightmare, this is one of the worst...

Wicked, vicious, bloodthirsty headhunters came out of the cars and wielded their scythes, expecting another success. In return, Giontoji brandished his sword.
"Don't come near... I have the best ninja techniques (ninpou) of my Kouga Clan!" he exclaimed at the attackers.
"Uuuuu... help meeeee..." Yasti whined, hiding behind Giontoji's back. The headhunters chuckled, as they edged closer.

"I guess I'll have to use it... Yasti! Close your eyes, don't open them till I tell you!" Giontoji commanded her. Yasti abided, and closed her eyes and even ears, just in case.
"Ninpou, Kouga-style! (Kouga-ryuu!) Basilisk Eyes!" Giontoji raised his sword blade horizontally on eye level, covering his away from the others, and finally lowered the blade down, unleashing a rasping, roaring glare which turned those who looked at him to stone. Suddenly half of the headhunters got stoned, and the rest backed away.

"Yasti, it's okay now...," but she was still covering her ears until he gave her a nudge. "But be prepared... I sense someone a lot more evil coming out-"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" a loud, disdainful laughter emanated from the rear front seat (Author's Note: Hint hint? One of the few puns you may have difficulty catching if I didn't write this) of the sole pink Kijang. He looks to be the leader of this gang, thought Giontoji.
"What did I tell you? What did I write somewhere, huh? 'But don't you stay, stay, stay at Rasau, ha! ha!, 'cause the headhunters will come and CHOOOOP YOUR HEAD OOOOOOOOFFFFFFF...'," the headhunter leader steps out of the car and shows himself, reciting an old and obnoxious song. He turns out to be a familiar figure to Yasti...

"What the heck?!?!?!?" Yasti shouted. "Bro?"
"What did you say?" Giontoji enquired.
"He's my brother... Yasmi," she replied. "But... this is all mad. Where the heck am I?! Bro, why are you here?!"
"You see, I like to be the villain, it's risk-free," (Author's Note: >_>;) Yasmi shrugged, then took out his own scythe. "Now prepare to die!!!" he stepped forward, his remaining gang members accompanying him.
"Grrr... Yasmi! It's you who needs to prepare... to be petrified!" Giontoji performed his ultimate martial art again. "Ninpou, Kouga-ryuu! Basilisk Eyes!"

But Yasmi laughed hard as he took out something from his front pocket - a green hand-mirror! He aimed it at Giontoji, who saw his own reflection on it, and was instantly cast to stone.
"Bro!!!! What the heck did you do?!" Yasti looked at the rock-clad samurai statue.
"*sigh*... When that kind of technique gets to be done twice, everyone knows what happens next, you know. Now, boys, let's feast!!!"

Yasmi leapt, swinging his scythe, aimed at Yasti's neck.

"No! ... get away from me... GET AWAYYYYYYY!!!!"

Yasti shielded herself with her hands, at the moment the blade touched her neck.

The Sagittarius Ring sparkled, and glowed brighter... as bright as the full moon above...

"Whoa!!!" Yasmi's scythe was touching her skin, but it didn't penetrate. Instead, a translucent forcefield wraps around Yasti and pushes her assailant away.

Inside the forcefield, a change was about to happen. Yasti's body transformed into a mature one, her hair changed colour to a purplish tint, her yukata replaced by a regal, blue-white dress fit for a princess. Her brown eyes, in the dark of the night, then glowed blue...

"What in the world?!" Yasmi and his henchmen stared at the unraveling transformation sequence. What was a thin young girl with braces and a quirky but timid persona, was now a calm-headed, beautiful woman, so immense in nobility you can not help but kneel at the presence of her majesty.

"I am the Lunar Princess, Feena Fam Earthlight. In the name of my forefathers, my loyal subjects and the perpetual moonlight, I command you to surrender or face the consenquences!" Yasti, or Feena as she was now, posed.
"Moeeeee...*HACKCOUGHWHEEZE* Er... I mean... Of course not! A princess' head would be the crown jewel of my collection!!!" Yasmi made his own orders to his subordinates to surround and attack Feena.

"Hmph." As if dancing with a prince in a ballroom at the height of a royal feast, she avoided the deadly waves and strikes of her attackers with flair and finesse. "This is fun... but I'm afraid you're not good enough." She aimed a slow but sure chop at one of the assailants and struck him square on the forehead, astonishingly rendering him powerless, bringing him to his feet. She did the same to the rest with timed precision.

"Princess..." Yasmi coolly stepped forward, and the scenery changed to a windy one-on-one face-off.
"Accept your fate, and surrender," Feena said, and stared at his eyes.

His was wild with anger and a bit of amusement.
Hers was wild, too, but with the justice and passion of a deeply caring princess, true to her every word.

"Don't waste my time any further! Hell Strike!" Yasmi swung his scythe and struck it on the ground, creating a wave of fiery lava spewing towards Feena, who created a white forcefield to avoid it. Suddenly, he was nowhere in sight - he used his speed to appear in the air behind Feena.
"Whoops!" she sidestepped the dropping blade attack. Seizing a chance at the rebound caused by the fall, Feena shot white feather darts at him, but Yasmi was too fast and retreated.
"Your dress is encumbering you, princess!" he stated. "I can't imagine you running around and getting your crystal shoes dirty!"
"Do not mock me, underling!" With her powers, she created a light bow and arrow on thin air and aimed it at him. "This will be my final attack! May you be cleansed under the holy light of the Moon..."

Yasmi took the chance of Feena's long speech to distance himself from her. "(She looks to be weakening... I got only one shot of this...) Boomerang Death!" he then swung his scythe to such a speed, the blade detached from its handle and flew, speedily, in the air, on a wedged path, calculated to hit Feena by the side. "Ha! You're screwed, princess! Royally screwed!"

"Hm." She switched targets and eyed the fast and oncoming blade - no time to act! No time to get away! It all depends on this one final shot - her powers run out after this attack!

Feena steadies herself... and fires! "Divine Crescent Arrow!"
The arrow shot through the blade and smashed it to pieces.
Yasmi then moved forward. Feena lost a lot of her glow, she was wide open for this one!
"Die, princess... Huh?" he then felt something coming toward him. Well, it was too late - the crescent arrow stayed true to its path. It flew in a crescent pattern, which meant the arrow targeted Yasmi next!

"Gaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!" he felt a sharp pain on his head. He was defeated by the princess of his dreams.

Of his dreams...

...

"Ow," he rubbed his head, "Ouch... hit my head on the bed's corner again..." he sighed.
"Yasmi!!! Where are you, we need you down here, the party's starting!" a familiar voice, one Yasmi recognised as his mom's, shouted from downstairs.
"Okay, I'm coming!" he dressed, and got out of the room. "Oops, nearly forgot."

He retraced his steps to pick up the heart-shaped box lying on his desk. It was a birthday present for his little sister, whose birthday party was just gonna start downstairs.

What's inside, it's anyone's guess...

ruriiro ni kagayaku kira no hitomi
yami yori no tsukai ni tozasarete mo
tsunaida yume no hashi yuukyuu ni tsutsuriyuku
kanaderu kiseki kitto

Your fine eyes are sparkling blue
Even when darkness closes down on you
The bridge to your dreams eternally builds further
Surely playing a miracle