So What Happens Next?
Summary: Naota is a normal, bored, 14 year old teenager with an interesting past. Through the years no one has reminded him about the past, nor was the past brought up... until now.
Authors notes: This is my first FLCL fic on this site. Just to mention, my favorite character is Mamimi. I'm really, really bad at POV's so I'm sorry if it sucks. The story might seem kind of weird... but I though the anime was too. (even though I loved it.) I didn't really like the ending so I decided to Continue it, but it's two years later and Naota is 14 years old.
One: CLiCk!
I strummed a thick sting on my bass and listened to the deep sound it made. I strummed more strings and somehow it turned into a nice song. The tune was deep and it filled the air. I had taught myself how to play the bass since I have a lot of free time now. My eyes lifted from the strings to a violet haired girl who was looking at the pictures on b my/b desk.
"Hey Naruto!" "What did you do to me and Onnichan's room?!" "I got rid of the bunk bed, it took up too much room, so I got you a full size bed and also a desk and a computer. Now it's your room, son... anyways I don't think your brother is coming back." "Wow, thanks Dad-" "Don't thank me, thank your bro."
Eri Ninamori did a 90 degrees turn on the computer chair and held up a red framed picture.
"What ever happened to her?" She asked casually. I looked at the picture. It was taken four years ago when my brother was here. I went back to playing the bass and closed my eyes as I listened to the tune.
"She left town. She said she wanted to be a photographer." I replied as I thought about the day she left, about what she said that day.
"Do you miss her?" I opened my eyes and looked at her. The question caught me off guard.
"I do, sometimes. I miss the stupid pictures she would take." I replied after a while.
"Did you love her? A lot of rumors at school said you two were together." Ninamori said, the she grinned at me, I knew I was blushing a little.
"Do you always believe rumors? Anyways, I thought I did, but no." I heard her snap her finger and smiled at me.
"Then you love Haruko." She mocked. "Well, that's nothing new, I mean you did say it to the whole world."
She laughed when I blushed harder. Damn, I hate that. Why are all girls the same? So annoying. I kept staring at her and shook my head.
"I'm over that. She's eight years older then me. She's 22 now."
"Sure, Naota, sure." I glared at her and she just smirked.
"When was this picture taken? She looks different here..." I watched as she pointed to the red framed picture. I took a closer look and she was pointing to the 15 year old who had her arm extended because she was taking the picture. My brother was carrying her and somehow I was in the picture too. I let out a heavy sigh.
"Can't you mind your own business?" I growled.
"It's just a question." She fired back.
"It was taken four years ago. My brother was still here and he just won a baseball game in college. I was-" I closed my eyes to do quick math and I opened them again. "I was 11 and she was 15." I took another look at the picture. We were happy because everything was perfect. I had my brother so I was able to act like a kid. She had my brother so she didn't need to smoke.
"I'm guessing she started smoking when your brother left." Ninamori said. I looked at her and nodded. Then I went back to strumming my bass and closed my eyes.
"My heart was wanted and I gave it away. Then the person I gave it to made it a hand-me- down and gave it to someone else. I never got my heart back, after that though. I guess he didn't want it either, so he lost it." Ninamori said out of no where. I looked at her in confusion. The noticed she was reading a magazine out loud. Ninamori looked at her watch and gasped.
"AH! Damn it, Dad's gunna get pissed! Got to go, give it back to me tomorrow okay?" She threw me the magazine she was reading and ran out the door.
I looked at it and flipped to the cover. I gasped and started to cough. It was Mamimi! the magazine said "bCLiCk!/b" on it. Mamimi was sitting down with a camera in her hands. She was wearing a gray skirt and a red shirt that said the magazine title.
I started to read the text on the cover. It said things like "Youngest photographer, 17 years old when she began." and "19 year old even paints!" I flipped through the pages and saw Pictures and painting all done by Mamimi. They were all beautiful. This was probably the thing Ninamori was reading. I got to the middle of the magazine and saw me.
I read what it said on the other page.
This is the first piece of art young Mamimi had submitted to start her career. Mamimi even made it into a painting that is now in New York. "I looked up and saw him. It was one of those beautiful moment." She says to New York Times. Mamimi title the picture 'Gone.' "It's beautiful, but sad. I don't know how to explain it." Mamimi laughs.
I stopped reading and looked at the picture. I remember it. I was standing on a pile of rubble holding my bass that Haruko had given me that day. The same day she left me. The same day I told her I loved her. My back was turned to Mamimi and the sun was setting.
I looked at the same picture only it was a pastel painting of it. It was beautiful also, who'd a thought she'd have so much talent? I continued to look through the pictures and art till I got to the end where it had another picture of Mamimi. It was a page with her information.
Real Name: Mamimi Samejima
Likes to be called: Mamimi
Age: 19
Place of birth: Japan
Favorite color: Red
skipped all the other thing I knew about her till Something caught my eyes.
Thoughts on LOVE: Quote: "My heart was wanted and I gave it away. Then the person I gave it to made it a hand-me- down and gave it to someone else. I never got my heart back, after that though. I guess he didn't want it either, so he lost it."
There was more below that, so I kept reading.
FAQ:
How long have you been away from your hometown?
Answer: "Two years. I miss it, but I'm not ready to go back just yet."
Have you ever ran away?
Answer: "Yes"
Did you have a lot of friend?
Answer: "No. Everyone picked on me, beat me up, and bullied me around. No one really looked out for me."
We heard that you use to smoke. Is it true?
Answer: "Yes, but I stopped last year." (she laughs and gives us a victory sign)
Why did you stop?
Answer: "I have my reasons." (laughs again)
Have you been in love?
Answer: "Yes, and I still am in love." (blows a kiss)
With who?
Answer: "Secret." (giggles)
Any words you would like to say?
Answer: (Laughs and holds up her Camera) "CLICK!"
I stopped reading and placed the magazine in my book bag. I looked around and it was dark. I spent the whole day reading that stupid magazine. I didn't bother to turn on the light since Ninamori left so the only light had had in my room was the light from the moon that shined through my window. Usually I slept in complete dark, but I'm too lazy to get up and close the curtains. Man... I still have homework... I'll just copy off of Ninamori's tomorrow. I got in the bed and before going to sleep I took a last look at the picture for long time ago.
"Hey Mamimi, whatcha reading?"
"Oh hey, kid! I'm reading a magazine."
"Click?" br"yep! Your brother is taking a long time, I think he's going to make himself late for the game."
"Yeah, I bet. Hey Mamimi, what's in Click?"
"It's a bunch of pictures of picture. A bunch of famous photographers get to be in this magazine. People from all around the world get to see it. Even in America."
"That's cool, are you going to have your pictures in there?"
"It would be cool. It's a good dream to look forward to."
"I bet someday your pictures are going to be in Click, Your pictures are great, Mamimi!"
"Yeah... I hope so."
I think I'm smiling again. When I was reading the Magazine, I could imagine the whole interview in my head. You being stupid and childish. You answering things short and simple. You keeping everything so secret. Why didn't you tell who you're in love with? Did you know that I might read it? Did you know my Onnichan might read it?
I closed my eyes. An image of the most annoying girl came to my mind. She was holding her camera up and laughing. "CLICK!"
Authors notes: I'm sorry it so confusing! I couldn't sleep until I wrote it. If any of you guys want any favorite couples, REVIEW AND TELL ME!!!! and I'll try my best to make it happen.
