The Roof; Rather Late, Friday Night.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad was having difficulty sleeping. Not only did his body still seem to think it was on Japan-time, but he could swear his bed was creaking dangerously when he laid down on it as if groaning with complaint. That, and he was thinking about that audition. When he first saw the flyer, he thought he'd check it out just on a whim, see what other students were into music, that sort of thing. But the more he thought about it, the more he started to realize that, perhaps, he was really wanting to get in. Were there many other students who played bass? He imagined most of them who played probably played acoustic or electric, probably not bass. Or was that just his imagination transformed from hope? He wasn't very good, true, but he wasn't bad, either. If he was the only one, it was a sure thing he'd get it...if not...

...well, he'd better practise. So, finally having found his way to the roof, he sat with his guitar and headphones, practising to Primus blaring in his ears. If he could manage to do a decent job of keeping up to Les Claypool, this audition should be a breeze.

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[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Cool." He looks up and makes a face. "Ugh... it sorta looks like it's going to rain."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Hm?" Chad turned his eyes upward to the sky, brushing the hair out of his eyes. "Yeah. Don't like rain?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma shruged. "It's a big hassle."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. Ranma was the one with the water-gender-changing thing, wasn't he? To match his realization, Chad strummed another string, almost wishing it would rain so he could witness the thing and it would be a natural phenomina and therefor, somehow, a little less weird. "I'll bet."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"You're new. So how are things going for you so far?" He's trying to be social. It sure comes out awkwardly but he's trying. Maybe he can actually make a new friend..

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Good," Chad nodded, hitting a few more notes. He liked how a little music emphasised his words, and he played for each thing that came to his mind. Found a bar. Got a job. Met a few cute girls. "I like it here."

Too bad for Ranma's efforts that Chad tended to socialize more in grunts and monosyllabols than anything else.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"I.." He pauses for a minute. ".. do too." He does.. right..?

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Beats Japan, anyway," Chad noted, although he did miss Ichigo and Orihime a bit. All the cute redheads bopping around didn't help. Especially since they lacked the one thing about Orihime that made him so incredibly nervous around her.

He noticed a wetness on his nose, rain rolling down its sharp slope and plopping down on the roof. "Huh." He grunted as more started to fall; he quickly reached for his guitar case so that his instrument and CD player didn't get ruined. "There's that rain."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

A much more high pitched vioce responded. "What a pain."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

So the rain would turn him into a girl. This was Chad trying to seem too intrigued to find out precisely what Ranma looked like as a girl. He braced himself for his initial idea.


....And this was Chad trying very hard not to gawk or, at the very least, stare. He was failing at the staring part. Red head. Boobs. Not near Orihime proportions, true, but by far the closest he'd seen so far.

Chad quickly reminded himself that this was really, really a guy. Really.

"Uhhhh...."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"I should have just brought up an umbrella... why didn't I think of that?" He looks a bit pouty. On his girl form this look can be quite cute.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Should have indeed. Chad was totally not noticing clothes getting wet and slightly clingy. Nope. Not at all.

This is a guy, Chad, a guy. Guy, guy, guy. ....A cute guy, with breasts and red hair and an adorable little pout. GUY.

Chad? Was very confused.

"Uhhh..."

Thankfully, a loss of words might not be considered too strange of occurance with him.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"It's too bad you can't play anymore. Do you like the rain?" He's trying to keep the convo afloat. But he's really cunfused as to why Chad is being so unresponsive.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Right now the rain had just given Chad a cute redhead as a conversation partner rather than just some Japanese guy. Chad liked the rain very, very much.

"It's okay...."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"I used to like it." He sighs. "So why'd you decide to come to Fandom in the first place? You must have a reason. It's a pretty long and expensive trip."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I didn't," Chad actually sighed. True, this marked only the second person to ask, but that was actually two too many for his comfort. The guitar could take a little rain...Chad started to get it out again, as something to do with his hands while he mentioned it. "My Abuelo wanted me to go to school in the States when I was sixteen." He started to strum a slow, dirge-like string of notes. "It was all arranged before he died."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma does his best to be sensitive, "What's an Abulo...?" Way to go Mr. Sensitive.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Espaniol for 'grandfather.'"

What did she...he, he! think it was, his cat?

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Oh.. Did he raise you?" He's not always sure how to approach things like this. Sometimes people want to talk aobut it and sometimes they don't. He was trying.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"After my parent's died, yeah." Chad gave Ranma what he hoped would be a meaningful look. He'd just mentioned the death of three very important people in less than a minute. Did he really think this was something he wanted to talk about?

Wasn't it raining the day Abuello died? Chad turned his face up again; he always had so much trouble remembering sometimes...

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

He sighed. He told Setsuna he couldn't do it. He just couldn't be the type of person who easily fit in with others. He didn't say anything. He's already tired of trying to make normal conversation and falling flat into awkwardsville.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Uhhh....uh-oh. Weirdly adorable girl Ranma looked sad. It was pretty clear he got the message but...he couldn't really stand to see cute girls looking sad, even if he knew that they were really a guy, and, actually, he didn't really know guy Ranma that well, so he was having a lot of difficulty actually distinguishing one from the other.

Either way, he had to do something.

"Uh, so. How about you?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma blinks. "Uh.. how about me... what..?" He didn't really understand the question.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"The reason you're here."

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Oh well... I'm running away..." He looks a little embarassed.