I don't own Homestuck
Mov1ng On, Chang1ng Pace
Chapter 1
My title is shit, and I couldn't care less. Oh well. I wanted to try and write so fanfic about the Dancestors, which I did, as you can see that the title is in Rufioh's quirk. Needless to say, this will be about Rufioh, who isn't a character in the character bracket for some stupid reason! What the hell?!
So, this fic is pretty much about Rufioh, Damara, and kinda Horuss, from Rufioh's POV. Hopefully I don't completely fuck up his quirk/personality. Fingers crossed. I have never written in Dancestor quirk before and I don't speak Japanese… so, if anything Damara says is in Japanese, it'll be from Google Translate and we all know how reliable THAT shit is… anyway, Rufioh/Damara, AU in which they are still Trolls, swearing and Japanese! Woot!
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1 d1dn't want to go. Why the h*ll would 1? 1 mean, JAPAN?! What was my dad th1nk1ng accept1ng a job all the way over there?! My l1ttle brother Tavros wasn't too happy e1ther. Although he 1S leav1ng the sp1der-b*tch beh1nd and dad and 1 both agreed that was good for h1m and h1s self-esteem. Mostly h1m, though. We've all pretty much agreed h1s self-esteem w1ll forever be low, we've just never sa1d 1t.
The only th1ng 1'm really g0ing to m1ss where 1 currently l1ved was my Mastespr1t, Horuss Zahhak. And that's about 1t. Horuss, h1s annoy1ng, deaf Mo1ra1l Meul1n and her Matespr1t, Kurloz are pretty much the only people 1 hang out w1th. Maybe Kankr1, but 1t's easy to get t1red of h1s b.s. He's just so hard to pay attent1on to…
"8==D And you're sure you will be alright?" Horuss asked, dropp1ng me off at the a1rport.
"1'll be just f1ne, man. Don't worry at all. }:)" He sm1led and Meul1n gave me a thumbs up.
"=^w^= GOOD LUCK!" She screamed, "HAVE FUN!" 1 nodded.
"uHH,,," Tavros sa1d, grabb1ng the sleeve of my hood1e, "iT'S TIME TO,,, GO." 1 nodded. 1 k1ssed Horuss and nodded at Meul1n. She sm1led.
"hopefully 1 can v1s1t soon," 1 sa1d, "1f 1 can't, 1'll be sure to send a postcard." Horuss nodded.
8==D goodbye, Rufioh." Tavros gr1pped my hood aga1n and 1 turned around, p1ck1ng up a box and a su1tcase, mak1ng my way through a1rport secur1ty.
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The plane r1de to Japan took f*ck1ng forever and some annoy1ng k1d kept scream1ng and k1ck1ng my seat for about 6 hours unt1l he f1nally fell asleep. All 1 could th1nk about was the fact that 1 couldn't speak an ounce of Japanese. Well… konn1ch1wa, but that's about 1t. 1 had a book w1th me and 1 read 1t through most of the plane r1de and 1 learned a total of sh*t noth1ng. 1 fell asleep after a couple hours to the sound of footsteps above us 1n Bus1ness Class and Tavros play1ng "Fiduspawn 2" on h1s DSI.
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"Welcome to Japan," a woman's vo1ce sa1d 1n terr1ble Engl1sh once we'd landed, "thank you for flying with…" her vo1ced droned off. Dad, Tavros and 1 started walk1ng around where my dad spoke 1n Engl1sh unt1l someone responded 1n the same language. They talked br1efly and then dad dragged us off to our rental car.
Dad had bought a small house for the three of us a few weeks ago. Our stuff had been sh1pped out last week and there was a mov1ng truck outs1de our house when we got there. Dad stepped out of the car and over to the movers. 1t appeared l1ke he was go1ng to argue w1th the movers for a wh1le, so 1 got out of the car and went to look around our ne1ghborhood.
"hEY rUFIOH,,," Tavros said, "wHERE ARE YOU, gOING?"
"just for a walk. Don't swear 1t, bro." Tavros sm1led and 1 turned to the street, and began walk1ng. The several people 1 saw completely 1gnored me, and that was a-okay. 1 wasn't 1n the mood for speak1ng anyway. 1 saw a small path to what looked l1ke a park and followed 1t.
1 took a deep breath. The whole park smelled l1ke cherry blossoms. 1 took another deep breath and almost gagged. The foul scent of c1garette smoke p1erced my nose. 1 looked to my r1ght and saw a g1rl wear1ng a short black sk1rt and a burgundy coat smok1ng on a park bench. Her horns curled up on top of her head and she had someth1ng that resembled chopst1cks pok1ng out of her ha1r 1n the back. Her ha1r was up 1n a messy bun, p1eces fall1ng out everywhere. She exhaled a b1g gray cloud of smoke and put the c1garette back to her l1ps. 1 caught her eye and she turned to me.
"それは何ですか?" (what is it?) 1 looked blankly at her w1th absolutely no 1dea what she had just sa1d. She rolled her eyes, blew some more smoke out of her mouth and sa1d,
"アメリカからのあなたは?" (you from America?) 1 clearly heard the word "Amer1ca" so 1 sa1d,
"1 just moved from the US." She nodded, exhal1ng aga1n. She opened her mouth and sa1d,
"CAN TELL. LOOK DIFFERENT." Her engl1sh was f*ck1ng terr1ble, but then aga1n, my Japanese was no better.
"can 1 s1t down?" she nodded. She held out her smoke.
"WANT SOME?" 1 shook my head.
"my dad would k1ll me." she nodded and f1nshed 1t off, p1tch1ng the t1ny p1ece of the end 1n the trash can a few feet away. She pulled a package out of her coat pocket and l1t up another one.
"SISTER SAYS THAT, TOO," she said, exhal1ng another cloud of smoke.
"what?"
"PARENT WOULD KILL. BUT MOM NOT CARE."
"what grade's your s1ster 1n?"
"YEAR ONE HIGH SCHOOL."
"my l1ttle brother Tavros 1s just start1ng h1gh school!"
"COOL." she sa1d pull1ng a red pen out of her jacket pocket. She grabbed my hand and wrote a cell phone number and a Troll1an. She sa1d,
"GOT TO GO. BYE. Damara desu." desu mean l1ke, "my name 1s", r1ght? Well, that's what 1 assumed and sa1d,
"Sayonara, Damara-san." she sm1led and stood up, walk1ng down a d1fferent path wh1ch lead to an apartment bu1ld1ng.
At the t1me 1 had no 1dea that was the f1rsf t1me 1 had ever met my best fr1end.
Chapter 1! Please R&R :) -Chiharu
