PARENTAL ADVISORY: MATURE CONTENT! The following story contains scenes of graphic violence, sexual activity, and inappropriate language. By reading this you agree that you are at least 18 years of age, or have parental or similar consent to read this story. Kurosuna no Kazuo is not responsible if you get in trouble for reading this! You were warned!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the series I'm using; I wouldn't be writing these fanfics if I did.
Author's note: Yo! Welcome to this fanfic! I classified it under Haruhi/Naruto because Haruhi is the series it resembles the most, and Naruto will show up later on, I promise! So I'm sorry if this fanfic fails to meet your expectations! Those of you who are interested, please read, you may be pleasantly surprised! And please review and look at my other works if you like this one! I promise I won't disappoint if you enjoy a good read!
In the beginning, there were four forces who worked together to create everything we know… Time came first; it created a balance of events and set everything to happen in one perfect motion. Space came second; it created the universe and all the wonders it had to offer. Life came third; it brought about the beginning of thoughts and all who lived in it, as well as the ability to create to the sentient beings. Death came last to preserve the law of the previous three, and always collected the souls of all those around it when their time with life had finished and brought them to the beginning of creation once more…
The newspaper was crumbled up and tossed away as the young high school girl finished reading it, and she sighed.
"Dammit! Why did I have to buy that!? It's not good enough for a song!" she sighed again "Ah well, it's not like any of the clubs at school have anything to offer, anyway…" Meet Rika, just your average high school girl with a rebellious attitude towards school in general, she never bothered wearing the standard uniform they had assigned to the girls at her school, it was her first year, so she was about 16 years of age. She wore a punk rock T-shirt with a large Anarchy symbol on it, and a pair of blue jeans, her headphones were wide and wrapped around her neck, and on her back she carried her backpack, and a large guitar in its case, large and bulky, but she had gotten used to carrying it around since elementary, so it didn't bother her. She got to school and sat down in her desk, opened up her guitar case, holding her guitar in her hands, completely ignoring the teacher's rambling about equations and whatnot. "Ugh… I hate math…" She thought to herself as the teacher went on and on about fractions and whatnot. As soon as she gripped her guitar, he noticed there was a note on it, and she unfolded the note to reveal a stern message from her mother
"Rika, you have two choices, join a club in school today or get out of the house, I don't care which club it is, but if you don't join one, you won't pass through school!" Rika sighed as she crumpled up the note and tossed it out the window from where she was sitting. She went deep into thought "A club, huh? Wonder which one I should join…" She thought about all the athletic clubs, none of them really interested her, and her endurance wasn't that much unless she was rocking out, so those were no-goes. She then thought about the arts clubs, and she sighed once she realized there were no instrumental clubs besides orchestra, she had no problem listening to orchestra, but she wanted to rock out, not listen to some short, fat guy pointing a stick. After school, she started wandering around and found a clubhouse that wasn't being used. She noticed it was locked but heard talking on the other side. She started knocking… and knocking, and knocking… a light male voice finally said
"Kouin, you go get the door! You're closest!" She stopped knocking and as soon as the door was unlocked, she kicked it right open, slamming the guy who opened it in the face, and he slumped down to the ground in pain. There were four of them, the guy she knocked down, a girl wearing dark clothing reading a book, a cute redhead who was giggling at what just happened, and another guy, with light blond hair and the standard school uniform with a smile.
"Hello, everyone! Can I ask you all which club this is!?" The light blond boy responded
"You might want to help Kouin up first…" Rika looked over and gasped
"Oh my God! I'm sorry!" she held out her arm for him to grab it, which he did, and he nodded in saying thanks, The girl reading the book said softly
"You're making a mistake… we are not a club, we are merely using this room because no one else decided to…" Rika smiled wide and asked
"Can everyone here play a musical instrument!?" Kouin nodded
"I play the drums, like in a rock band…" The light redhead girl smiled and said with glee
"I can play Piano! And I can also do a keyboard if ya want!" The light blond boy chuckled some and responded to her
"Well, I can't play guitar, but I can sing pretty well…" The girl reading responded without moving her book
"I can play Bass guitar or lead guitar… whichever feels better for me…" Rika smiled wide
"All Right! If that's the case! Do you guys mind if we started up our own rock band here in the school and called it a club!?" None of them seemed to disagree, they were getting bored anyway, and the light haired boy nodded
"Sure! What should we call ourselves?" Rika thought about that for a moment and then decided to ask
"Hold up… what are your guy's names to start out with? I'm Rika!"
The light haired boy smiled and responded
"Nice to meet you, Rika, my name is Chi, the one reading the book is my twin sister, Shi." Chi pointed to the redhead and continued "This cute one here is Aida, and the one who's face you just slammed is Kouin!" Aida didn't notice the cute comment as she started sketching a mountain on her art pad she always carried with her, Kouin shot a glare at Chi which went completely ignored as Chi stared at Aida lovingly. Rika thought about it for a moment and nodded
"All right! From this day forward, we will be known as RACKS!" The people in the club automatically realized it was an acronym for all their first names. So begins the story of RACKS, but for what the future holds… well, only time can tell…