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Joker & Neon:
A Renga.
Bottou-chan
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Author's Note: This is a renga. It's a form of Japanese poetry related to haiku. It has triplets and couplets. The triplets are in haiku (17 syllables, three lines, 5-7-5); the couplets are 14 syllables in two lines (7-7). It was a popular form of poetry in the 16th century, and people could go on for a thousand verses. I can see how... fortunately, I kept this one down to thirty stanzas. Everything Joker says is in blue. Neon's comments are in red. Raiha's are in green.
-Bottou-chan
I know you love me;
I can tell you want me bad.
Why don't you confess?
What an arrogant man there.
When will he learn the word 'no'?
You are tormented;
My nearness intoxicates.
It is like sake.
Will you never understand?
Leave before I beat you up.
The poor girl is proud.
Weakness she will not admit.
Such strong willpower!
I stop to take a deep breath.
I control the Fist of Death.
Will she understand
I would not think her weak for
Caving to my charm?
I would survive a snake pit
Rather than be hugged by him.
'No' she says fiercely,
As she rejects me once more;
But I know the truth.
Would not Kurei understand
If I put him in traction?
Such a feisty girl,
Playing coy and hard-to-get.
I would like my kiss.
I would die a thousand deaths
Before I kissed you, you freak.
Your lips are pouting,
Your eyes flash with false anger.
My, you're beautiful!
Yes, I know I am pretty—
But that doesn't change my mind.
Like a pink flower,
You tremble beneath my touch;
Soft and sweet-scented.
Get your grubby paws off me
Before I claw your eyes out.
My heart has been pricked
By the thorns of my sweet rose;
Heal me with your kiss!
You have got to be kidding;
I thought I got rid of you.
It is late at night.
Your room is too far away.
I'll let you share mine.
What are you talking about?
I live three doors down from you.
You depart quickly;
Your door has slammed in my face…
You don't trust yourself.
If this goes on much longer,
You'll be unable to speak.
I could speak all night,
Murmuring soft endearments.
Please open the door.
Go find Mikoto instead.
I'm sure she'd be more willing.
You are not so cruel
To think I'm indiscriminant?
I only want you!
Hey, Joker, come here with me.
We're playing poker downstairs.
Oi, curse you, Raiha!
You have thrown off our meter!
I guess I'll play cards.
So, tell me, how does it go?
Do you sense any weakness?
Like a drop of dew,
Quivering at a leaf's edge,
She quivers for me.
They have gone, and I am bored.
I guess I'll play cards with them.