Today I have brought a special treat for all of our Sweet-Tooths out there - MOMIJI-KUN!!! (I don't care if this is childish or outlandish or whatever you guys say nowadays. I just like this kind of talk. No flames, please!!!)
lolchic: Hai, Momiji-kun!!!
Momiji: *licking a super big swirly lollipop* HAL-LO LOLCHIC AND EVERYBODY ELSE!! Oh, wait, HAI TOHRU-SAN!!
l: OK, so here's the deal. In Sweet-Tooths special, we're talking about the sugary side that everyone wants to hear about in the Furuba mangas!!! (yes, manga, people... READ IT) Since you are about the sweetest person I could think of in my morning stupor, your'e first!!
M: YAY!!! This is so much fun, JA?
l: So, tell us you're sweet side, Momiji-kun!
M: *pulls out another super-large lollipop from bunny backpack (how much space can that thing hold?!) and hands it to lolchic* I have candy to spare for those I really care!!
l: *grabs lollipop from Momiji and shoves into mouth* Wow, thanks, I'm starving!!
M: *sort of scared by over-enthusiasm* Ah... yes! *returns to blissful bunny-happiness*And I love Momo-san and Tohru-san and Hatori-san and Hatsu-haru-chan and Kagura-san and Ritsu-san and Kisa-san and-
l: WELLL... if we continue this, then we're going to make my story look horrible in comparison. *Snaps fingers* Kyo!
Kyo: *extremely agitated from being forced into a Hello Kitty costume* WHAAAAATTT???
l: *threateningly holding a fistful of leek in hand* DO IT...
K: *sweat-drop doing down forehead, then making a face as breaking into song* OOOHHH, lolchic DOESN'T OWN FRUITS BASKET, OR ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS AT AAAAALLLLLL... (EXCEPT RUKA) AND THAT'S THE END OF THIS SOOOONGGGG...
l & M: AGAIN!!
K: NO WAY!!!
*******Chapter 1 Beginning at last********
So this is Kainbara High School.
She stood in front of the blocky, bleach-white building of Kainbara High School with a brown bag casually slung over her shoulder. Even with her brown-framed glasses and somewhat serious appearance, her other features were quite prominent – Ruka was tall, slender girl with round, electric-green eyes, a pale, oval face, and small but obvious curves. In other words, she was quite stunning. Guys eyed her warily, and even girls paused to look at the stranger. Though she looked approachable, they kept their distance from her, furtively peeking out of the corner of their eyes as they talked. Not noticing any of the probing glances, the new student eyed her new way of life with sharp eyes.
Ruka's thin white hand tugged at the hem of her skirt uncomfortably, a little jealous of the school boys parading around the campus. Before she moved to Japan, Ruka lived in a quiet town in Michigan State. And, she thought with a pang of longing, attended schools that didn't require girls to wear skirts.
Gentle winds tousled her shaggy short hair, rushing past her to rattle playfully at the plum trees and patches of rose gardens, spreading flower petals everywhere. Ruka's grip on her skirt tightened, but she suddenly noticed the warm, welcoming beams of the sun as the petals swirled around her. The grip on her skirt relaxed, and the teenager closed her eyes in the shades of the trees. The perks of this place, Ruka thought with a contented sigh, is that the atmosphere really does know how to make you feel at home.
The school bell interrupted any further thoughts, jingling the beginning to the new school day. To a new chapter in my life, Ruka realized with a jolt of surprise.
Students started to file into the school doors, and Ruka decided to just lay back and watch her fellow students shove each other to get through the school doors. Ruka giggled lightly as the wind tickled her face again, sitting down on a nearby bench and waiting patiently for the coffee-fueled troublemakers to shove themselves inside. As the crowd eventually began to thin, Ruka got up from her perch and walked towards the open.
Just as our character started inside, a tingling sensation played at the back of her neck, making her spin around to face the strange presence behind her. As she turned, a girl with dark hair and nails gently brushed past her, silent as a ghost. She whipped her head around to get a better look at the girl. Something about the peculiar, opaque eyes of the schoolgirl made Ruka's feet glue to the ground and stare after her as she slowly walked out of her sight.
Wooowww... I really did overshadow this chapter with the whole beginning-thing, didn't I? I guess I got carried away with everything... again... *sigh*.. and R&R for me, and please tell me which Sweet Tooth I should pick for the next interview!! *sob* I was going to do Yuki-kun for my first Sweet Tooth, but Momiji got in the way... it's a long story. Please forgive me for this chapter, it's my first fanfic ever and I'm reaaaalllyyy nervous... I'll try to get back as soon as I get lots of interviews, or when I can get back to this as soon as possible... sayonara!! ^___^
