Title: Graduation Day
Author: Nekkyoo Ema
Rating: Shrug
Started: 3/12/01
Finished: 3/14/01
Disclaimer: La, this is the sequel(?) to "Who's the Father?" So like, enjoy! Oh, and the girls are now both 15, but they will have their b-day and be 16. Hiiro-kun and Usagi-chan are 35 and 34.
REAL Disclaimer: I don't own any claim to any of the characters in this story except for Anya, Anastasia, and anyone else I make up.
NOTE: This is told from Anastasia's POV, it's kind of like her recalling on the things that happened when she because 16.
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Chapter 1:
I was only about a year old when my parents got married, but I remember seeing my father from the day I was born, everyday he was there with us. He was there when I took my first steps, Anyas' too. Our first words were "Dada and Mama." Now, 14 years later, my sister and I are 15 and we've been living in our Mothers childhood house in Tokyo, Japan for almost ten years.
I didn't ever go by my first name of Anastasia, I always went by Hikari since I thought it sounded more Japanese and cool. Anya, however, loves her name and would never change it. Well, my parents 15th anniversary is coming up two weeks after our birthday and the day our grandmothers birthday. Me and Anya figured that we sing song that would make their day special.
"Hikari!" Anya called from downstairs.
I jumped in surprise, no one had been home when I had gotten there so I had gone strait to the spare room where my mom had set up a mini studio for Anya and I to paint in. "Anya?" I called back.
"Hai. Where are you?" She asked.
"In the studio." I answered and soon I heard her footsteps coming down the hallway and I covered my painting. Soon my older, by one minute, sister entered the room, her waist long dark blonde hair was up in a messy bun and her blue eyes were twinkling, showing that she had something on her mind.
"Guess what!" She almost shrieked at me.
"Calm down." I said, coving my ears. She did as she was told, then I asked, "what?"
"I found the ultimate song for Okaa, Otto, and Obaa's(grandma's) anniversary and birthday!" Anya replied.
"You did? Great! What is it?" I asked, as she sat down on the stool next to me.
"Well, I went out and bought the CD and I printed off the lyrics when we were at library today." She placed the CD in the stereo and pressed play when she had gotten to the song she wanted. Anya held out a lyric sheet out to me and I took it. Soon, she un-paused the music and we prepared ourselves to sing to it.
"If I live to be a hundred
and never see the seven wonders
That'll be all right
If I don't make it to the big leagues
If I never win a Grammy
I'm gonna be just fine
Cause I know exactly who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
So when I make a big mistake
When I fall flat on my face
I know I'll be all right
Should my tender heart be broken
I will cry those teardrops knowin
I will be just fine
Cause nothin changes who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
I'm a saint and I'm a sinner
I'm a looser I'm a winner
I am steady and unstable
I'm young but I am able
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
That's who I am."
When we finished singing I stopped the CD and looked at my sister with a smile.
"This is the song we are going to sing!" I said. We slapped our palms together and left the room, CD in hand.
"Hey, was that you two I heard singing in there?" Our mother asked from the kitchen where she was probably making dinner.
"Hai. When did you get home?" I asked her as we sat down at the table.
"Just a couple minutes ago, what do you guys want for dinner? Your father has to work late again." Our mother... the tall, long legged, blonde haired beauty, Usagi Yui said as she made an annoyed face at us. She hated it when our dad was kept late at work.
"Um..." I thought for a few minutes.
"Pizza?" Anya said with a mischievous look. I shot my sister a look and smiled.
"Yeah, pizza. Please?" I asked.
"Oh, you guys, you know I can't ever resist pizza." Mom said with a grin, "want to go to Motoki's place?" She asked. She used to say that even when she was 14, she could remember Motoki working in the Arcade, now he owned his own restaurant and arcade that Anya and I loved to go to so we could listen to him tell stories about our mom when she was younger. We both nodded and mom grabbed her keys and we were out the door.
"Mom, when did you meet dad?" I asked when we were getting out of the car to enter Motoki's place. She put her arm around my shoulders.
"Well, lets see. I was about 15 and he was 16. I met him at school and we started dating, it was like love at first site. But I didn't tell grandpa, he was a little crazy about me dating. Well, when I was 18 I got pregnant and left Tokyo. Afraid that our relationship would turn out like most unmarried couples did... in the trash. But, thanks to Imagin, he found us and here we are today, 15 years later." My mom said. She had told me the story many times, but I loved hearing it, so did Anya.
"Will we ever meet Imagin?" Anya asked.
"Sure, maybe she can come for a visit sometime. If she isn't to busy with work." Our mother replied. Motoki walked up to us with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Motoki-kun!" Anya said cheerfully.
"Hey there, Anya." He said with equal cheerfulness. He was about six years older then our mom, but still acted like a teenager. "What can I get you guys?" He asked.
"A large cheese and pepperoni pizza and three root beers." Okaa said to her long time friend.
"Comin' right up, Usa-chan." He said, leaving us to have a girl talk.
"How was school?" Okaa asked me.
"Same old, same old. It's all so easy!" I replied.
Anya rolled her eyes, "it's kind of boring. The teachers are all strict and crabby all the time." Okaa laughed shaking her head.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot to ask why you guys were singing that song earlier."
"Um, it's a surprise." Anya and I said at the same time.
"Okay, just as long as it won't get me or your father arrested." She said with a smile. We nodded quickly.
When the pizza got there, Okaa and Anya started talking about guys. Not my best subject since I was a major tomboy. I played football with the guys at lunch. I was on the baseball team, but only after Okaa had threatened to sew the school for not wanting a girl on the team. Swimming and volleyball were among the other sports I did. 'Just another regular tomboy.' I thought. A line from a Tom Pettys' song "Free Fallin'" it was a line that seemed to just always stick in my head, 'Loves horses and her boyfriend too.' I didn't know why, but it was always in the back of my mind.
"Hikari? Yo, sis, wake up." I heard Anya say as she waved her hand in front of my face.
Snapping out of it I asked, "what?"
"Thinking about a guy?" She said, wiggling her eyebrows and smiling the same goofy smile my Okaa was.
I looked her strait in the eyes, "no, I was thinking about a book." I knew it was entirely true, but I was going to think of a book if I hadn't been interrupted.
"Oh." She said, sighing.
Author: Nekkyoo Ema
Rating: Shrug
Started: 3/12/01
Finished: 3/14/01
Disclaimer: La, this is the sequel(?) to "Who's the Father?" So like, enjoy! Oh, and the girls are now both 15, but they will have their b-day and be 16. Hiiro-kun and Usagi-chan are 35 and 34.
REAL Disclaimer: I don't own any claim to any of the characters in this story except for Anya, Anastasia, and anyone else I make up.
NOTE: This is told from Anastasia's POV, it's kind of like her recalling on the things that happened when she because 16.
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Chapter 1:
I was only about a year old when my parents got married, but I remember seeing my father from the day I was born, everyday he was there with us. He was there when I took my first steps, Anyas' too. Our first words were "Dada and Mama." Now, 14 years later, my sister and I are 15 and we've been living in our Mothers childhood house in Tokyo, Japan for almost ten years.
I didn't ever go by my first name of Anastasia, I always went by Hikari since I thought it sounded more Japanese and cool. Anya, however, loves her name and would never change it. Well, my parents 15th anniversary is coming up two weeks after our birthday and the day our grandmothers birthday. Me and Anya figured that we sing song that would make their day special.
"Hikari!" Anya called from downstairs.
I jumped in surprise, no one had been home when I had gotten there so I had gone strait to the spare room where my mom had set up a mini studio for Anya and I to paint in. "Anya?" I called back.
"Hai. Where are you?" She asked.
"In the studio." I answered and soon I heard her footsteps coming down the hallway and I covered my painting. Soon my older, by one minute, sister entered the room, her waist long dark blonde hair was up in a messy bun and her blue eyes were twinkling, showing that she had something on her mind.
"Guess what!" She almost shrieked at me.
"Calm down." I said, coving my ears. She did as she was told, then I asked, "what?"
"I found the ultimate song for Okaa, Otto, and Obaa's(grandma's) anniversary and birthday!" Anya replied.
"You did? Great! What is it?" I asked, as she sat down on the stool next to me.
"Well, I went out and bought the CD and I printed off the lyrics when we were at library today." She placed the CD in the stereo and pressed play when she had gotten to the song she wanted. Anya held out a lyric sheet out to me and I took it. Soon, she un-paused the music and we prepared ourselves to sing to it.
"If I live to be a hundred
and never see the seven wonders
That'll be all right
If I don't make it to the big leagues
If I never win a Grammy
I'm gonna be just fine
Cause I know exactly who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
So when I make a big mistake
When I fall flat on my face
I know I'll be all right
Should my tender heart be broken
I will cry those teardrops knowin
I will be just fine
Cause nothin changes who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
I'm a saint and I'm a sinner
I'm a looser I'm a winner
I am steady and unstable
I'm young but I am able
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
I am Rosemary's grand daughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My mamma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends
They love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am
That's who I am."
When we finished singing I stopped the CD and looked at my sister with a smile.
"This is the song we are going to sing!" I said. We slapped our palms together and left the room, CD in hand.
"Hey, was that you two I heard singing in there?" Our mother asked from the kitchen where she was probably making dinner.
"Hai. When did you get home?" I asked her as we sat down at the table.
"Just a couple minutes ago, what do you guys want for dinner? Your father has to work late again." Our mother... the tall, long legged, blonde haired beauty, Usagi Yui said as she made an annoyed face at us. She hated it when our dad was kept late at work.
"Um..." I thought for a few minutes.
"Pizza?" Anya said with a mischievous look. I shot my sister a look and smiled.
"Yeah, pizza. Please?" I asked.
"Oh, you guys, you know I can't ever resist pizza." Mom said with a grin, "want to go to Motoki's place?" She asked. She used to say that even when she was 14, she could remember Motoki working in the Arcade, now he owned his own restaurant and arcade that Anya and I loved to go to so we could listen to him tell stories about our mom when she was younger. We both nodded and mom grabbed her keys and we were out the door.
"Mom, when did you meet dad?" I asked when we were getting out of the car to enter Motoki's place. She put her arm around my shoulders.
"Well, lets see. I was about 15 and he was 16. I met him at school and we started dating, it was like love at first site. But I didn't tell grandpa, he was a little crazy about me dating. Well, when I was 18 I got pregnant and left Tokyo. Afraid that our relationship would turn out like most unmarried couples did... in the trash. But, thanks to Imagin, he found us and here we are today, 15 years later." My mom said. She had told me the story many times, but I loved hearing it, so did Anya.
"Will we ever meet Imagin?" Anya asked.
"Sure, maybe she can come for a visit sometime. If she isn't to busy with work." Our mother replied. Motoki walked up to us with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Motoki-kun!" Anya said cheerfully.
"Hey there, Anya." He said with equal cheerfulness. He was about six years older then our mom, but still acted like a teenager. "What can I get you guys?" He asked.
"A large cheese and pepperoni pizza and three root beers." Okaa said to her long time friend.
"Comin' right up, Usa-chan." He said, leaving us to have a girl talk.
"How was school?" Okaa asked me.
"Same old, same old. It's all so easy!" I replied.
Anya rolled her eyes, "it's kind of boring. The teachers are all strict and crabby all the time." Okaa laughed shaking her head.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot to ask why you guys were singing that song earlier."
"Um, it's a surprise." Anya and I said at the same time.
"Okay, just as long as it won't get me or your father arrested." She said with a smile. We nodded quickly.
When the pizza got there, Okaa and Anya started talking about guys. Not my best subject since I was a major tomboy. I played football with the guys at lunch. I was on the baseball team, but only after Okaa had threatened to sew the school for not wanting a girl on the team. Swimming and volleyball were among the other sports I did. 'Just another regular tomboy.' I thought. A line from a Tom Pettys' song "Free Fallin'" it was a line that seemed to just always stick in my head, 'Loves horses and her boyfriend too.' I didn't know why, but it was always in the back of my mind.
"Hikari? Yo, sis, wake up." I heard Anya say as she waved her hand in front of my face.
Snapping out of it I asked, "what?"
"Thinking about a guy?" She said, wiggling her eyebrows and smiling the same goofy smile my Okaa was.
I looked her strait in the eyes, "no, I was thinking about a book." I knew it was entirely true, but I was going to think of a book if I hadn't been interrupted.
"Oh." She said, sighing.