OMG!
It's her!
It's Andrea!
The one that died and promised us she'd come back with a fruits basket fanfiction!
Yeah, yeah..I know, I know! I promised, but hey. Those are meant to be broken.
Instead though, I came back with another story! You know, when they had sex in the last one...It just lost it's purpose.
Oh perfect Contender! The joys you brought me and my reviewers!
Anyway, new story, new OC (trying to make it NOT Mary Sue)
New Everything...scept for the LOVE INTEREST! OH POINTY POINTY HIRUMA! HOW I LOVE YOU SOOOOO!
-ahem- Now...on with the story! Hope you like it!
Tsukiko...
She's a hard one to explain.
She's in her third year of high school. She's transfering to Deimon.
It was her first day.
No one knew, the casualties to occur!
That Asshole!
Chapter 1
Tsuki woke up.
The light blinding her scarlet eyes.
She let out an angry snarl, and shot up, out of the bed.
Her brother, in the bed across from her, looked over, and saw her rubbing her eyes fiercely.
"You do that every morning. If you were to just move your bed like I said…" He groaned.
"SHADDUP!" She said, and got out of the bed. She wasn't what you would call, a morning person…
She wore a white tube top, and short white shorts. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, from tossing and turning all night. The clothes were tight, hugging her figure perfectly, emphasizing every curve. Her brother groaned.
"GOD DAMNIT! Put some clothes on!"
"You shouldn't be getting a boner from your sister, now should you, Ryuu?" She said, and decided to be mean. She stretched high, which for any other man, would be an absolute turn on. But her brother just got sick.
I know what you're thinking. How big are her boobs! Well I'm getting to it! Hold you horses!
Her breasts were about normal size. You know. Not too big to make her look cheap, but not small to make her look young. It was just…right. (Sadie, I know your gonna hate me for this…)
She walked towards the small kitchen, in the crowded apartment, and reached for the coffee pot. She started preparing her coffee, and yawned. Her hair, silver, and going down to the small of her back, tickled softly. She moved her hair behind her ears, revealing a good 7 peircings total.
To go into greater detail of her appearance…
She was pale, from not getting out much. On her stomach, she had a tattoo that said "Gamer since 1983" (No! She's not that old! That's when the Nintendo Entertainment System Came out! Screw Magnavox. XP) and she had a tattoo on her wrist that said 'Endless' Her brother, had a matching one on his wrist. Recently reading a manga named "loveless" they decided they would claim there own name. On her shoulder, she had a skull, of her own design, and on her back, she had a big pair of evil dragon wings.
Sipping her newly made coffee, (Fast? No! I had to describe all that! It takes a while!) she went back in her and her brothers room. She gazed around. Boxes everywhere, how the hell would she ever find her uniform in time? A knock on her bedroom door. She opened it, to see her brother, (skinny, lanky, and smaller than her) sporting her school outfit.
She stood there mouth open.
He assumed a cute schoolgirl pose, and spoke in his girliest voice "But sensei! Missy said she only had to take a test! Why must I go home with you?"
Tsuki smirked, and decided to freak her bro out. Putting an arm around his back, and leaning him back. His eyes bulged, and she smirked. "Because you're much sexier than Missy." She said, and licked his cheek. (AH!)
Her brother pushed her off him, and rubbed his cheek vigorously. "GROOOOOOOOSSSS! You're going to give people the wrong idea! EWWWWWWWWWWW!!"
"Good, now get out of my uniform you dolt!" She yelled, and slammed her door. Minutes later, her brother opened it, and gave her the uniform, disgruntled. She snatched him, and fluck her tongue out. He pretended to gag.
Getting dressed, she put a thick bracelet on her wrist, hiding the tattoo.
Tattoo's will not be permitted within the school year, or while school is in progress.
She specifically remembered reading that in the 'Welcome' manual for Deimon.
Too late.
She brushed her hair, is shining in the sunlight pouring in her room. An odd color, I'm going to be getting crap all year long. She thought alone to herself, interrupted by Narutos, Kanashimi Wo Yasas. It was her best friend in the whole world. Hitomi!
"Yo yo yo, you fucking little ho!" She said, angry at her friend.
"I know, I know! I said I would never call you at this time. But I have some dirt!" She said, and giggled.
"What's the dirt?" She sighed, letting her curiosity get the best of her.
"So you know how we never can understand those American Football players?"
"Yes. The point?"
"Well, I just heard Deimon has it's own Football Club!"
"Good! So we don't have to keep creepy Riko around anymore!" Tsukiko laughed. Riko…well…Riko was an odd one.
She always wore big Willy Wonka goggles, and carried this diary around with her. She new many languages, so they invited her over when they watched the football games. So she could translate. Now, don't get me wrong, she was ok with people who where a tad strange. In fact, she hunted them down, and befriended them. But Riko was different…
Let's just say, when you invite someone over, and they start talking about experimenting with the same sex. There's a point you don't invite them to sleep over any more.
Especially when they start touching you…no doubt thinking you were asleep.
Tsukiko shuttered. Oh thank goodness. Now she can go watch the games, or even the practices!
She didn't know how hard it'd be to achieve that goal.
Yeah...Good chappy...I actually had to split it up into two to keep my 3 page policy.
Roze: So...this is it...I'm being replaced.
Hiruma: No, your not...Oh wait...Yeah! Yes you are! I can only handle one of me! GET OUT!
Roze: Good! I'mma go hang out with Kyo Sohma! He's better than you! -walks off in huff-
Andrea: Well...That was nice...-poof-
Tsuki: WHAT THE?! WHERE THE HELL AM I!?
Hiruma: Your with us...in this cardboard box Andrea hides in.
Andrea: I do not hide! I simply isolate myself from the world!
Tsuki: Uh...This is weird.
Hiruma: Get used to it. She has a knack for writing LOOOOONG stories.
© Andrea Lough October 14 2007