Mystic Eyes
Chapter One
By Ame Rokugatsu
Disclaimer: Eat me.
Warnings: Hitomi is mine. Taking Hitomi without asking will result in meeting Botan in person.
A slightly tanned hand twitched, briefly gripping the blue comforter. The slim, but obviously feminine body twisted and stretched, knocking a pillow to the floor. Eyes and nose scrunched briefly in a vain attempt to go to sleep or to block out the rays of light shining directly into the face. Soft, full pink lips pouted, it was no use, sleep wouldn't come and the light wouldn't go.
The mouth opened in a yawn and bleary amber eyes flickered open. The body rolled onto its side to peer at the alarm clock, 7:30. Well, time to get up said the brain, stomach rumbled and agreed. Well that's true mouth told brain and stomach. Eyes shone happily at the thought of coffee. Various body parts nodded in agreement with each other, it was time to be rid of jet lag.
With that taken care of the body got out of bed and managed to stumble over to the dresser. Despite the need to appease her body, coordination was not her shining talent first thing in the morning; usually it was a spectacular klutz attack which would likely happen within the first ten minutes of waking.
The young woman pulled out a few drawers to snag that day's outfit. Reaching into the bottom draw she snagged a pair of slightly baggy black pants. She rose to snag an off the shoulders, white peasant blouse and the green vest that went over it, only to bang her head on the underside of that drawer.
She tumbled back with a curse, kicked the bottom drawer in, grabbed the rest of her clothes and shut that drawer as well. Rising she made a face at her reflection in the mirror above the dresser.
Staring back at her were now alert amber eyes the color of fine whiskey set in a pretty face, framed by just above the shoulders white blonde hair. An oversized black t-shirt was hanging off one shoulder and fell to mid thigh. Emblazoned across the chest the shirt proclaimed in bold white letters 'I do whatever the voices tell me to, it depends on who yells the loudest.'
Why was her reflection sticking its tongue out at her? Wait… Blushing at her early morning stupidity she pulled her tongue back into her mouth. She spun on one foot and walked into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it behind her. She set her clothes on the toilet seat and turned on the shower. She stuck one hand into the spray and fiddled with the knob with the other hand. Finally getting the temperature she wanted, she tossed off her clothes and got in the shower.
Fifteen minutes later she remerged from the bathroom fully dressed with her wet hair wrapped up in a towel. Humming to herself she dug through her bag until she found the hair drier. Plugging it in she bent over at the waist, undid the towel, snagged a hair brush off the dresser top, and proceeded to brush and dry her hair.
Normally this process would take five maybe ten minutes considering how short her hair was. However she was wriggling in place and singing "La Vien Rose" by Two Mix while attempting to step into her shoes at the same time, thus the process took a good fifteen minutes. By the time she got out her door it was 8:15. (1)
She cheerfully slung her headphones around her neck and tucked the MP3player they were attached to into her pocket. She happily bounced down the hotel hallway towards the elevator. She pressed the button to go down and bounced on her toes while waiting. It was time to eat and she couldn't wait.
The elevator made a 'ding' when it reached her floor. The metal doors slid open to reveal a rather large interior with a red carpet and a few beings inside. She stepped into the elevator quietly singing "For Real," the theme song from Saiyuki, under her breath. She leaned against a corner in the elevator after checking to see if they were headed to the ground floor. (2)
The guy next to her, a demon, looked really happy and excited. He had a white horn in the middle of his forehead that was almost covered by his bushy red hair and his pointed ears were wriggling in excitement. While, she was nodding her head into time to the music, one foot swaying from side to side, he was bouncing on his toes as she had been.
Suddenly he turned to her. "Tha's a real pretty song. I'm gonna be fightin' in the tournament! My name's Jin wha's yours?"
She giggled, her lips quirking up into a smile, her amber eyes shone. "The song is called For Real, I'm going to be watching the fights. As for my name? It's Hitomi, just Hitomi."
Ame here, this just popped into my head during a blackout this past weekend. I had to write it down. It promises to rather entertaining. I know I should be working on Infinite Time and Hotel Nowhere. Actually I had been working on Hotel Nowhere when the power went out and it deleted the entire file. So I have to try to remember what I did have written (three pages). However the next chapter of Hotel Nowhere should be up either later this week or early next week.
(1) It's a real song by a real band. It's one of my favorite…now if only I can find where I put the CD…
(2) Another real song from a great anime.
So read and review, please?