10:53 am
By Rikku-Lin-Minouke
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no yu yu hakusho, no laptop, no car, not Monk, or A Perfect Circle, or Rooster Teeth… or whatever you can think of, besides my cat.
AN: so pretty much I'm trying to get as much feed back as I possibly can if you guys think this is a good idea for a story. I've had this idea spinning around in my head and I really, really want to go through with the story, I'm doing a lot of research to try and pull this all off correctly. So just review me to let me know if it's something you would read if I continue with it. Just I would like to do.
Chapter 1
"-really think that today was going to like that, did you?" A female voice shouted through the small room, shattering the silence. Covers were sent flying through the air as a blue haired girl stared wide eyed at the noise coming from the black box on her night stand that decided to destroy her dreams of rainbows and white knights.
"Well Koto," another female responded. "I actually didn't know what to expect when the sun came out, but I knew that I'd do it with a smile."
The woman sitting up in bed lowered her eye lids and slammed her hand down on the red power button. "I'll show you a smile Juri," she grumbled before rolling off the bed and stretching up to her tip toes and reaching for the ceiling. "Do the two of you ever talk about anything of interest in the morning? Maybe I should find a different station to wake up to."
Her eyes roamed over her bed to look out the window and squinted at the bright light shining through it before snapping her head back to look at the clock. Grabbing the box and almost ripping it from the wall, her pink eyes grew in size memorizing the time taunting her in straight red numbers.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!" She threw the clock down and ran to her closet unbuttoning her pajama shirt on the way. "Shucks Botan, how many times did you press that bloody snooze button? Huh? Twenty?" She gritted her teeth in frustration as she tried to pull her top over her shoulders only to realize she missed the clear plastic button under her bust line.
A growl erupted from behind her clenched mouth as she slipped the button free and peeled it from her body and the stretch band of her pants made those easy to discard. Botan was happy that she'd picked her clothes out the night before just in case something like this was to happen. Lucky her, it was a good prediction.
Hastily she grabbed the sleeves of her tight purple sweater and pulled it over her head and shift it into place so only a tiny bit of cleavage was peeking out. Next she snatched the dark skinny legged jeans from the floor of her walk in closet and put one leg in, only managing pulling it up to her knee before attempting the other leg. With a small shriek, she hopped twice before falling on to her butt. She ignored the pain in her shoulder that had hit the wall, pulling the pants up enough to raise her hips and slide them around her waist. Standing up she twisted the nickel button through the hole and lifted the zipper as high as possible.
Her bare feet thudded down the wood floors of her hallways and down the stairs to grab the banister and swing around the final five steps that curved down to the front door where her briefcase sat with her Steve Madden royal purple high heeled shoes. Quickly she glanced up at the mirror by the door and pulled her blue locks back into a ponytail that had been conveniently around her wrist. She combed her bangs with her fingers and snatched up her purse as well before rushing out the door, barely remembering to lock it.
Scraping her key along the lock several times, she finally slipped it into the hole of the lock on the outside of her maroon car. Swearing several times under her breath, Botan gazed down through the window to see the locks already propped up. She grumbled throwing her bags onto the torn up passenger seat and plopping down behind the wheel. "Come on old girl. I may have forgotten about your broken locks, but your engines gotta still have some compassion towards me, right?" Her voice pleaded with the machine the choked several times before rumbling to life. "Thank you!" Reversing on to the street, Botan twisted the wheel and moved into drive, praising the beast for clicking into place right away and driving down to the stop sign.
Her eyes glanced at the clock in dash to see the red numbers cracked and fazed into an incoherent messaged. "Crap, where's my phone…." Her hand dug blindly over to where her purse was. Glancing over she grabbed the bag to drop it in her lap. When her eyes lifted back to the road, her foot slammed on the brake to narrowly miss the car in front of her. "Crappity, crap, crap!" Botan hissed.
Stopped for a red light, Botan looked down and unzipped her yellow purse. She plowed her hand through its billion contents before pulling out her android to check the time. 10:48 am. A car horn behind her signaled the green light and she sighed while laying her phone in the grimy cup holder.
She was almost there and she was already eighteen minutes late. Botan circled her right hand blindly through her purse look for the tube of light pink lip stick which she felt hitting her finger tips moments before picking it up. Pushing off the cap of the tube with her thumb Botan prepared to stop for the next red light while glancing up into the rearview mirror.
A loud thud shook her car and her foot slammed harder than ever of the brake before dropping her lip stick in her purse and setting the yellow bag on the floor of the passenger seat.
"Shit…"Botan breathed. "There's no way I can afford this right now." Her hand moved to place her car in park when a wobbly hand shot up from in front of her hood and pulled their body up to lean against her car. Her body was shaking in fear of what was about to happen. If they were injured they would probably sue her up the butt for this and the bank already hated her.
Long red hair covered the man's face as he limped over to her passenger side door. His right arm clutched his stomach and if she didn't know any better she would say that there was blood seeping into his white oxford shirt. Pulling the door open, he threw himself into the seat next to her, pushing her briefcase to the floor alongside her purse. She turned and started rambling apologizes.
"Drive," his voice was harsh and low. She looked up abruptly into his green eyes that shined with unsaid threats.
"No hold on a second mister," her finger shot out to poke his shoulder. "We need to assess the situation here."
"Now," he all but growled at her.
"I know what I did was wrong, but we should talk about this," she told him and looked down at his stomach that for sure had a large growing red patch. "Oh my word! That's real blood. I mean it's really real… real blood. We need to get help!"
He sighed softly before reaching behind him with his unoccupied hand and with only a second to blink, he'd pulled a guy from the back of his waist band to point at her. "Drive, now," he said again and she gulped quickly before turning to face the wheel with a new found panic racing through her veins.
Botan's breath came in short hot burst as she tried not to look at the gun nestled in his hand. "Please don't hurt me, I mean I'm really no one. I didn't mean to hit you sir, I'm so sorry. I'm just a lousy writer; I don't even have any money-"
"Can you please be quiet?" He asked softly watching her drive straight through the light and he rested the barrel of the gun on his black tailored pants, still pointing threateningly at her. "Take the highway going east up ahead."
"East?" Botan asked, her voice cracking as both her hands tightly gripped the steering wheel. "Why east?"
"Seventy percent of people on the run go west," he said and she noticed his voice was noticeably calmer with the car in motion, which made her even more nervous. Did that mean she was officially being kidnapped?
AN: please, please, review! I must have feedback from this… teaser trailer of sorts. (me super duper hopeful!)