Disclaimer: I do not own the great and powerful FLCL. This super epic is owned by the folks at the invincible Studio GAINAX. I dare not steal their work, for if I did, they would slay me with their utterly divine powers. I am merely borrowing names for this non-profit fan fiction story... because I have no life.
Notes: If you're a Furi Kuri fan fiction vet, you may realize that a story of the same name has been published over two years ago. Why am I remaking this story of mine? Well, let's look at the reasons:
1) It was made well over two years ago
2) Despite the above fact, I consider it my greatest fan fiction triumph to date
So, why remake something that's all keen beans?
Well, why not remake something that's all keen beans and make it keener beans? My level of writing two years ago paled in comparison to the skills that I hold presently, being a bachelor of science and all, thus I figure any revising I do would be for the better. Now, with out further ado:
FURI KURI: THE RETURN OF ATOMSK (v2)
A fan fiction story by the infamous Ultima Tech, Ltd.
Chapter One
It was going to be another boring day in the Japanese suburb of Mabase. As expected, not very many things have changed in the past few years. The Medical Meccanica plant was demolished, thus the sky was no longer defiled by the putrid yellow smog. This fact withstanding, you could clearly see the outside world.
Ever since the plant shut down, people came and people left all the time. The only friend of Naota Nandaba's still around was Eri Ninamori, since both Gaku's and Masashi's families have relocated elsewhere. Aside from that, everything was normal. Subnormal, even.
The now fifteen-year old man slowly awoke on the bottom bunk, groggy as shit, which was usual. The first thing he reached for was a lighter and his pack of Never Knows Best-brand cigarettes. He even got himself stoned or drunk every now and again, though on this today he chose not to. This was due to the fact he was going camping with the Ninamoris in Okinawa after school.
'How lame,' he decided, 'I won't be able to get wasted for a whole weekend. Meh, just better get to school before Ninamori chews my ass out.' He slipped on a pair of black JNCO jeans and a black Panzer Division Marduk T-Shirt over his gray Emperor boxers. Afterwards, he slipped on his black leather book bag and a black cap with the Slayer logo. Before his journey downstairs, he gazed at his brother's vacant bunk. 'He did even visit once in the past four years, the bastard.'
Walking downstairs, he decided to stop by the refrigerator first. It can't hurt to go to school with just a buzz. With that thought, he grabbed and chugged a couple of Yebisu Beers and a couple shots of sake. Finally, he was content and headed out the door.
Eri wouldn't like the smell of alcohol, so he smoked a couple cigarettes on the way to school to mask the smell. Though she didn't like cigarettes either, she wouldn't scorn him about it as badly.
On the way to school, he made a couple of stops. One was under the bridge were Mamimi usually performed acts of delinquency as well as make attempts to seduce him, the other a gigantic pile of rubble that was once the Medical Meccanica plant. 'How boring,' he told himself. Despite his boring life, he was smiling. Tonight would be his first escape from Mabase in a long time. In fact, he couldn't recall the last time he left Mabase, or if he ever has for that matter.
Once at Mabase Senior High School, he headed straight for his classroom, 1-A. He took his usual seat, clear in back, where he propped his feet on the desk. He chose not to socialize, Eri being the only exception. She came in after he was comfortable, and walked to his position.
"I see you actually decided to show up today, Naota," she said, smiling at him though she appeared to be irked by his lack of proper posture.
"Nice to see you too, class rep." He looked on with a damn near emotionless expression.
She shivered at his monotonous tone. "A-are you still up for the camping trip?"
Naota shrugged. "I guess so. It'll be nice to get away from this dump."
"Good, because this is really important to me."
The young man grinned. "Like the 5th grade school play?"
She smiled again. "More so." Eri turned on her heal and headed for the front of the classroom where she did her 'rise-bow-sit' routine along with the instructor's entrance.
Naota didn't rise, bow, or sit. He was living higher than his trivial traditions, as always. He was curious about one thing, however, 'what's so fucking important about this trip?'
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Eri's parents picked the kids up right after school in their silver Lexus LS470 compact SUV.
"Hello, Mr. Nandaba," Misses Suzuka Ninamori greeted him.
Naota faked a smile and bowed to Eri's parents. "Hello, Mister and Misses Ninamori." He couldn't help but think, 'Eri's mom is a total MILF. What I'd do to her.' That thought brought a genuine smile to his face!
Because Naota had packed all his clothes and hygiene items in his book bag the night before, he was good to go.
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The road to Okinawa was long and boring. Without Noata's best friends, his cigarettes, he was doomed to fall asleep without their adrenaline pumping, nicotine rush. Eri couldn't help but smile at him as he slept.
Suzuka (in the front, left passenger seat) looked to the back seat to make sure the kids were doing nothing inappropriate. She saw the way her daughter looked at Noata's sleeping figure, and frowned. "Such a miserable..." she whispered bitterly but she stopped herself.
"What was that?" Eri inquired.
Suzuka blushed. "Nothing, dear."
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They only made one stop, and that was a 7/11 high up in the mountains. Naota sneaked a cigarette out of his bag when Eri's parents got out to stretch and use the restroom.
"You're so bad." The young woman giggled.
"Like I give a flying fuck." He walked over to edge of the road to look over the valley.
She followed suit. "Pretty, isn't it?"
Naota shrugged. "I guess."
Eri sighed, inquiring, "Can't you ever give straight answers?"
'What an annoying hag,' he decided, 'because of her nagging, I'll probably suffer from intoxication withdrawal.' He attempted to hide his anguish and replied with a straight up "Nope."
Upon finishing his cigarette, he put it out by stomping on it.
"Better throw that in the trash. Littering is not a healthy habit."
Naota slightly chuckled. "You may have a point."
Eri's parents returned to the car and her mother was able to smell cigarette smoke. She thought, 'such a repulsive smell… that scumbag!'
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Once they arrived at the Okinawa campgrounds, they were given the keys to their one-room (12 x 10 feet) cabin. The sun was setting, and nightfall would soon come. Shortly after getting settled in, Shobuo fired up the grill for the bratwursts and Italian Sausages.
While waiting for the grub to be cooked, Eri decided to go swimming in the lake and drag Naota along with her.
"Let's go swimming."
"Why?"
"Don't be difficult, Naota!"
'I'd rather get wet than put up with this. "Fine, fine, fine. I'll go put something on."
They headed for the restroom area to change. It only took him a minute to change, though it took her about three. He was spacing out by the time she was done and was taken off guard by what was to come next.
When Eri stepped out, she asked, "what do you think?"
It was the first time he ever saw her in a string bikini and he was quite amazed. It was a lavender color, so it really brought out the color in her hair. It also did a good job of complimenting her perky, rounded breasts, which he figured to be a larger B cup, tight butt, well-crafted thighs, flat abs, slender neck, and fair pale flesh. The poor boy had to struggle not to get an erection, a struggle which he lost unanimously.
"Um... uh… it's um… very nice."
As for his attire, he just wore some cut up blue jeans, the tailored hems cut off about mid calf. After all, no male in his right mind wants to show off his knees or thighs.
Eri put on a mischievous grin. "Mmm, looks like you've been working out these past few years. Hard to believe a chronic smoker could maintain such a hard body."
Naota blushed.
The girl continued the verbal onslaught. "I bet your your upper arms are at least fourteen inches in circumference." While that maybe nothing compared to a pro wrestler or power lifter, for a 15-year old Japanese kid, it's quite a bit.
Naota, totally caught off guard by this, retorted, "What's the big idea, class rep?"
The class rep beamed a ridiculously cute expression and replied, "just being honest!" After she was done embarrassing him, she finally ran over the dock and dived in.
Noata slowly crept up to the edge of the dock after her, dreading getting wet.
"The water's quite fine," she assured him.
"If you say so." He did a cannon ball and splashed her in the face.
She complained, "you moron!"
Once he surfaced, he was shivering. "Fraggin' liar, this is colder than shit!"
The young woman giggled. "You're such a wimp sometimes, you know that?"
"Whatever."
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After a half hour of soaking in the muddy lake water, they returned to the cabin for some food.
The Ninamoris scoffed at Naota's barbaric eating habits. It was almost as if he inhaled the sustenance. He pondered with with delight, 'Mmm, meat!' In ten minutes he had downed 3 brats, 3 Italian sausages, and fifteen 12oz Mountain Dews.
It was dark following dinner and Eri's parents were ready to call it a night. "Try not to stay up too late, alright?" Shobou insisted.
Eri replied, "we'll try to get some sleep in a few hours."
Shobuo smiled. "Have fun then."
Suzuka rolled her eyes and frowned at her daughter. 'Just don't let that punk drag you into a life of delinquency.'
The adults went inside and left the adolescents alone.
Naota lost himself in the darkness, the only thing that maintained any form of light were the stars above. He pointed out, "the stars are so pretty, especially when there are no artificial lights to contaminate the view."
The young woman agreed, "they sure are."
What seemed like hours passed as they just gazed at the stars, though it was only a couple of minutes.
The class-rep broke the silence with a sniffle. When the young man looked in her direction, he made out light tears which poured from her eyes.
Naota was concerned, but more so shocked. "Eri, what's wrong?" That was the first time he spoke her first name for several years.
"Naota-kun, I need to tell you something…"
End chapter one.
Author's Notes: So far, this story appears to be a sappy, waffy drama. Is it going to be so for the remainder? NO! In the next chapter, we will get to the brutal, ultra violent savagery I was referring to earlier. That's right, it's going to be a blood bath of infernal, nightmarish proportions, next time on Furi Kuri: The Return of Atomsk!
