Hey Hey Hey! My first Azumanga Daioh FanFic! I made a Rosario Vampire fan fic, but I like Azu so much better now. XD Anyways, behold! NUMBER ONE OUT THERE!
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it. If I did, it would have gone long more. All belong to original creator. I DO OWN THE TITLE THOUGH!
CHAPTER ONE: A COLD NIGHT
'Next up, watch as a man falls into a lava-' The T.V set clicked off as Tomo Takino hit the power button and fell back on her bed, sighing. She watched as the soft wind blew falling snow against her window, creating small crystals. She turned her gaze back to her room.
Piles of clothes, books, toys, schoolwork, and other assorted things lay scattered across the floor, some making piles, others making sure there was no room to walk. Blinking boredly, she stood back up and ran down the stairs, throwing on her coat and slipping into her shoes. She opened the front door, immediately being blasted by cold air, which caused her eyes to water.
"Dad! I'm heading over to Yomi's, k?" She called over her shoulder, stepping outside and shutting the door quickly. She was referring to her best friend from middle school, Koyomi Mizuhara. A muffled reply was heard from behind the door, then Tomo set off, clutching her jacket closer to her as the snow swirled around her. She puffed warm air into her hands before stuffing them in her pockets. She walked steadily down the road; Yomi only lived a couple blocks away. Tomo shivered, wrapping her arms around herself and beginning to run., while thinking about her friendship with Yomi. It all started back in first grade…
"Hey look! It's the freak!"
"Four eyes!"
"Geek!" Several voices drifted up to Tomo, perched on a tree branch, brooding. Glancing down though thick leaves, she noticed three boys approaching a be speckled brunette, sneers plastering their faces. A light bulb clicked somewhere in her head as she realized them as the class bullies, and the girl as Koyomi Mizuhara.
The bigger one, the leader, snarled something and snatched her glasses off her face. Koyomi let out a small whimper, reaching out to grab it, only to be slapped by one of the leader's followers. Tomo finally decided to act when Koyomi began to cry. With a huff, she leapt from the tree branch, no less of a wildcat as she is now. On her descent, she snatched the glasses from his hand. Letting out a short laugh, she handed them back to Koyomi.
"Hey look Kyle, it's the other freak!" One of the followers laughed. The leader, now identified as Kyle, laughed.
"So it is Justin, so it is. What should I do with it?" He questioned, venom dripping in his words.
"Back off. She's my friend." The wildcat growled, locking eyes with Kyle. Koyomi wasn't REALLY her friend. She barely knew the girl. She just said anything to back Kyle off.
"Oh really now? The wildcat and the mouse? FRIENDS?" Justin doubled over in laughter, before adding, "Impossible. I say you beat her Kyle!" Unable to continue composing himself, he fell to the floor, laughing hysterically.
"I'm warning you. BACK. OFF." She yelled, glaring defiantly at them.
" And what exactly are you going to do about it, freak?" Tomo glared at them for a moment longer, before a smirk replaced it.
"THIS!" She hollered, thrusting her fist from behind her back. It connected with Kyle's face, a sickening crunching sound noticeable. She turned to his companions and slowly wound her fist back up. They quickly got the point, and picking up and dragging their fallen leader, rushed off. Tomo laughed, brushing off her hands, before turning to Koyomi.
"Hey there. You ok?" She asked calmly, helping the girl up. She nodded, wiping away her tears.
"Than-Thank you for hel-helping me." She stammered, bowing shyly. Tomo giggled, patting her rather harshly on the back.
"Don't worry about it. It's ok. And now, your going to be my new best friend, and I'll call you Yomi, cuz it's so much easier! By the way, my name is Tomo Takino." She announced, her even-hyperactive self kicking in. Yomi just nodded, and over the course of next days, they became indeed best friends. Tomo grew yet more hyper, if possible, and Yomi began to lose her shyness….
Tomo shivered, snapping out of her thoughts. Without realizing it, she must have stopped, standing under a street lamp. A pile of snow lay at her feet, giving her a clue that she had been out for a while. The wind had picked up, making it ever so colder. She began walking briskly again, realizing how close she really was to Yomi's house. Upon reaching it, she scurried up the tree overlooking Yomi's winder and jumped onto the small portion of roof jutting out. It was just big enough for her to stand and move around on. Peering into the window, she spotted Yomi immediately, sitting at her desk doing homework.
'Homework? On a Friday?' Tomo thought, rasping her knuckles against the window. 'And winter break, no less.' The brunette looked up, and, with a frown on her face, opened the window. Tomo tumbled in, immediately splattering wet snow everywhere.
"Jeez Tomo!" Yomi muttered irritably. "Can't you just use the door like a normal person for once?" Tomo stopped easing out of her jacket to look at her friend.
"…Since when have I ever been…'normal'?" A smile lit up her face. "Besides, it's lots more fun!" She commented, ending with a loud laugh. Yomi sighed.
"Fine, whatever. Do what you want. I'm not going to keep you entertained." She huffed, throwing up her hands in defeat. Tomo flashed her famous wildcat grin.
"Don't I do that anyways?" A nerve popped on Yomi's head, while she clenched her fists. She turned to Tomo, very slowly.
"Just. Shut. Up." She hissed, turning back to her desk, prepared to sit down. But of course, Tomo just had to say something again.
"Ok fatty!" Somewhere in America, the White House blew up. Oprah, who was currently president, was sent flying to Africa, where a bunch of bananas fell upon her, causing rapid monkeys to gather and maul her.
An earthquake tremor sent the Titanic back from it's ocean grave. It flew to the beach, landing and crushing thousands of Oprah fans protesting against rapid monkeys.
Somewhere in Okinawa, thousands of Iriomote cats appeared from nowhere and rose as one, due to a horrible screeching sound. They attacked many tourists and killed mostly all of them. And this was all done from the disturbance from one lit bedroom in the Mizuhara residence.
"….GOD DAMNIT TOMO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR….YOUR…YOUR TOMO-NESS!" Yomi hollered, slapping a hand across her face. She sat there stunned, slowly watching as Yomi turned once again and sat at her desk angrily. Tomo didn't move.
'Damn her, why does she always have to do that?' Yomi growled in thought. Several minutes passed, the only sound the rustling of paper.
"…Yomi…"
"…What…." Yomi muttered, still angry.
"………….."
"...WHAT?!" Yomi yelled, whipping around to face her strangely quiet friend. Tomo sat with her legs curled against her chest. Cold water still clung to her hair, and her lips were ice-chapped, blue against her more-pale-than-usual face. Tears silently streamed down her cheeks, and she didn't respond when Yomi threw a pencil at her.
"JESUS TOMO! How long where you out there?" She said sternly, but worried all the same. She walked over to her, sat down next to her, and wrapped her arms around her. It was an attempt to warm her.
"J-j-just maybe and h-hour of t-two." She stammered, leaning against the be speckled girl. A sob escaped her, and she cried against her shoulder. Yomi grabbed a heavy blanket and wrapped it around them, letting her cry on her shoulder.
"God Tomo, you can die like that!" Tomo ignored her.
"Y-Yomi, I'm so-sorry I'm hy-hyper, it's ju-just that-" She was cut off and Yomi hugged her.
"It's ok, your just you. And I'm sorry I slapped you." She murmured. Tomo sobbed some more, and the pair stayed like that for a while, before Yomi pulled away.
"I'm going to get some tea. Stay warm." She commanded, making sure Tomo listened before taking the stairs two at a time. She cut the corner between the kitchen and living room, crashing into her mother and nearly causing her to drop her tray, which carried a pair of tea cups and bowls of ramen.
"Koyomi!" Her mother huffed in surprise, trying to get her heart to return to it's normal rate.
"Eh, sorry mom. Why do you have that, anyways?" She questioned, blinking at her mom.
"What's wrong with a mother trying to feed her daughter? Honestly! I heard Tomo crashing into things up there, and thought I might as well make something. I was up and about anyways." A grin formed on her face as she passed the tray onto her daughter. Yomi took it, blinking thankfully and confusingly.
"Uh, thanks mom. Bye!" She called, dashing up the stairs and nearly tripping. As she got to her room, she quickly shut and locked her door, placing the tray onto of her desk. She turned around, suspicious that she didn't notice Tomo's presence.
"Oh no you don't! Get your butt back in here Takino!" She hissed, finally noticing her; she was attempting to escape out the window. Yomi dragged her back in, shutting and locking the window to prevent further incidents. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She hissed in a hushed tone. Tomo grinned sheepishly and plopped back onto the bed after taking a bowl of ramen. She paused in her eating to answer.
"Uh, trying not to be bothersome?" She commented. Yomi threw her hands into the air in frustration, sighing deeply. Tomo continued to slurp her ramen, adding that much frustration.
"Your bothersome when I have to track you down in cold, middle of the night, as well as you being sick." Yomi plopped down next to her, taking the tray in her hands. "And will you please stop slurping?" She added, handing her a cup of tea. Tomo stuck her tongue out, but to Yomi's surprise, actually listened and finished it with no more then a slight thud as the chopsticks dropped back into the empty bowl. The same with drinking the tea. Blinking in amazement, she hastily grabbed the bowls and cups, replacing them on her desk.
"I'm tired!" Tomo complained, staring at Yomi with wide eyes. Twitching her eye, she replied,
"The snow stopped. You can go home now." Tomo grinned.
"Aww. But it's dark, cold, and lonely. I'm scared that I'll get attacked!" She complained. Just an act.
"If I go with you, will you promise to shut up?" Yomi growled. Tomo cracked a wildcat grin. She had her now.
"Sure!" Hopping out of the bed and blanket, she dug through bundles of clothes in her friend's closet. She quickly grabbed some warm clothes, tossing all but a sweater to Yomi; Yomi, surprisingly, caught them all with ease. This wasn't the first time Tomo had done this, and it certainty wasn't the last. With a heavy sigh, she wiggled into the sweats and pulled up her leg warmers to her thighs.
"Fine. Let's go." She muttered, dragging herself out of her room, Tomo in tow.
"Wheeeee!" Tomo shouted, scrambling past Yomi as she hopped down the stairs and ran to the door, already in her jacket. Mrs. Mizuhara looked up in surprise, but there was still a look of amusement in her eyes. Setting down her book, she called after Tomo.
"What? No window? Is the world coming to an end?" She asked in mock exaggeration. Laughing, Tomo replied just as mocking.
"Nope. Too lazy at the moment." She peeked out of the doorway. "Jeez Yomi! You're so slow! The blubber must finally be slowing you down!" Resisting the urge to strangle her, she turned to her mother.
"Why must you urge her on? Anyways, I'm taking Tomo home. She won't leave unless I go with her." She muttered, eye twitching as she followed her out the door. She barely heard her mother telling her stay warm and be careful; Tomo's useless chatter and the thickness of the door prevented it. The pair walked down the street, hands in pockets. It would be silent, if Tomo would shut up.
"-and then, he totally jumped into the air and crashing through the building's window across the street! I mean- YOMI WATCH OUT!"
…Thus ends the first chapter. REVIEWS ARE APPRECIATED.
Tomo: Yes, because your life is so horrible anyways.
Yomi: For once, I have to agree with Tomo.
Kitty: ….Love you guys too.
Toyomi: Your very welcome! *Bow* See you in Chapter Two!