All the world's a fanfic, and all the humans and demons merely characters.
Disclaimer: I own no Anime characters in this fic. The ideas are either mine, or my friends', or a combination of both.
The Introduction
In a dimly lit room, a teenage girl can be seen with her back to the camera. She is frantically typing away at her computer, although the camera is too far away to see what she is working on. Suddenly the girl spins around, jumping out of the chair and walking briskly away muttering to herself. The camera follows her, but she stalks into a room and slams the door shut behind her. The door is decorated with crime scene tape and photographs of various crime show stars and hockey players. The camera focuses in on the keyhole and the teenage girl can now be seen rummaging around in her room. Now that she is in better light, we can see she is a rather average-looking girl, with very stringy blondish-brown hair pulled into a messy ponytail. Brushing the wayward strands that have escaped the ponytail out of her face, she grabs a small bag, shoves a book, a wallet, and a few other things into it, and strides towards the door. The door is thrown open so fast that whoever is holding the camera cannot move fast enough and there is a jumble of disjointed images as the cameraperson and the teenage girl collide. After a few moments, the view switches to a new camera, and we can see that the former camera was held by a much more well-kempt teenage girl, and she and the girl she was filming are now arguing. They aren't alone either, for two teenage boys are standing nearby. One has long red hair and startlingly green eyes while the other has spiky black hair and cold red eyes. (And I'm sure you have no idea who these people are.) Finally the unkempt girl stands up.
"Ryouko, what the hell are you doing?" she demands.
"I wanted to see what you were doing. You've neglected your fics for so long…"
"Don't remind me," the other girl snaps bitterly.
"Himizu… I know you're busy… but don't you have all those fics that you wanna work on?"
"Shimatta, when do I have time to work on fics? No sooner do I get done with school, kuso, I'm also working to pay for school, and when I'm done with work, chikushou, I have so many things to do! Keep the apartment clean in case the parents show up, go home to do chores, go to family events, do more cleaning, run errands! And that's just what my parents tell me to do! Kuso, then my friends at school want me to do things and my friends at home say 'you don't hang out with us enough when you're at home, come home more' and I'm trying to balance out my life but it's very hard right now, and I'm not sure I want this kind of pressure!" The girl slumped against the wall with a defeated look on her face.
"Ah, but you're forgetting something!" Ryouko said with a grin.
"What am I forgetting? Oh, and did I mention that my one new project requires me to watch a lot of TV and movies and read a bunch of books? When do I have time to watch this TV or read those books? Eh, tell me that! Shimatta…"
"Himizu, you're still forgetting something."
"What?" Himizu said, looking even more exhausted, if that were possible. Kurama handed her a 2-liter of Mountain Dew, which she chugged in 2 seconds flat.
"You have your Prescious laptop. You are portable," Ryouko said.
"Eureka! That's true!" Himizu exclaimed, jumping up. "It even has a DVD player built in so that I can watch TV while working on fics even when my sister monopolizes the TV to watch stupid fashion shows, or my roommate monopolizes the TV so she can watch literally anything that is on! Seriously, she will watch practically anything and she gets me addicted to the most random stuff… But suddenly life is better!"
"Or would be if you weren't late for work. What the hell possessed you to sign up for 38 hours this week?" Ryouko asked. Himizu blanched and ran off, shrieking 'late late late!' at the top of her voice. A few moments later, a door slammed and the sound of a car being fired up could be heard. Then the car drove away, and the noise suddenly vanished as Himizu poofed into the world where she has to work. Ryouko shook her head.
(Just over eight hours later)
Hiei, Kurama, and Ryouko were hanging out in one of the many rooms of Animedom watching TV or reading. Kurama's ears perked up as they caught the faint sound of a car motor. "I think she's back," he said.
Ryouko didn't look away from the TV. "I trust your fox senses," she said.
"So when she gets in here, will you tell us why you called us here so insistently?" Kurama asked.
"You betcha," Ryouko said.
"Why'd you call us here so early anyways if you knew she was going to work?" Hiei asked.
"It gets lonely here when I'm by myself. Now that Kitsune has decided she no longer wants to be our friend, and we've totally lost touch with Saru, Himizu and I pretty much have the place to ourselves. Risu doesn't come here nearly often enough now that she's got an Xbox… So when Himizu's at work…"
"You're bored and lonely, so you need some companionship. Great…" said Kurama dryly.
"I don't believe that crap for a second," Hiei said, equally dryly. "You have an ulterior motive."
"Shit… how'd you know?" she asked. Hiei just glared. "Alright, fine, we're doing another fic."
"Goodbye," Hiei said, turning to leave. Ryouko tackled him and held him down.
"Uh uh, you are not pulling that crap today!" she exclaimed. "And Kurama, if you try to take off, so help me…"
Kurama sweatdropped and resumed his seat in a chair. Ryouko nodded. At that moment, Himizu walked into the room. She was holding a bottle of Mountain Dew in one hand and an ice cream sandwich in the other. She sat down in a chair by the couch.
"Ah, nothing like a snack after work… So what's up?"
"I had an idea for a fic that would allow you to post a bunch of random stuff you've been working on that are taking up all that space on your computer," Ryouko told her. Himizu stared at her.
"This has my attention…" she said finally.
"Well you know how you have a whole bunch of fics that you started, then decided that you couldn't carry the concept anywhere and now they're just taking up space on your computer and making you depressed because you know they'll never become real fanfics?"
"Thanks for making it sound so cheery, but yes…"
"And you've typed up all this stuff from your notebooks that you want to use in fics but you don't know where to use any of them either but you typed them up anyways so that you could have the illusion of making progress on your fanfics?"
"Still very insulted by the way you're putting this, but still on board…"
"Well why don't you make a random collection of scenes and short fics and ideas and things like that? Then you have something to post, you can get your ideas out there, and maybe draw readers into your twisted world?"
"That… is… brilliant!" Himizu exclaimed finally. "I have so many things that I could put in this thing! This would clear up my documents so much! And it would really boost my confidence if I feel like I'm making progress and posting things while I work on the really big projects that I have going on!"
Ryouko patted her friend's back. "See, that's what I'm here for, to make sure you don't become too lazy and discouraged! Come on, let's go comb through the fanfic folder!"
"And why are we here?" Hiei finally asked.
"To help us read through her random documents and help us decide what to post!" Ryouko exclaimed.
"Or is it to keep you company while Himizu has to be gone?" Kurama asked.
Ryouko sweatdropped and got a fake-innocent look on her face. "I have no idea what you're talking about…"
A/N: So yeah… that's what this fic is going to be. Random insanity. I have tons of random scenes, one-shots, outtakes, strange visions from my imagination or dreamed up by me with the help of my friends. There will be absolutely no coherence and the point is mostly to post things that I've written that are too funny to delete and too… I don't know, too restrictive I guess, to allow me to expand the idea. Or I just plain gave up on the idea. For example, this opening chapter was originally going to be the opening chapter for my YYH fic where I was going to make a Monty Python/YYH thing, but then I realized that Monty Python is way too visual. So I took some of the best scenes from that and put them in other fics and scrapped the idea, but I loved the opening chapter too much to delete it. The rest of the fic is the same way. I wanted to have something to post while I take a hiatus to work on my latest project. I hope you enjoy it!