This is my first FanFic, so I'm open to opinions and criticism.
First Chapter: WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?
The low murmur of a snore echoed. In the middle of a grove of multi-type trees, a man with light, unnatural, green hair, slept soundly against a tree. His back was propped against a large cherry blossom tree, his feet stretched out in front of him. Three swords where secured to his side by the dark blue sash of his kimono. The rest of the fabric of his kimono was black with yellow diamonds, accompanied with fluffy flower looking things. It idly hung off of one shoulder, revealing his stern, scarred, chest. The expression on his calm face was sweet serenity found in his wonderful slumber. Sadly, it was broken suddenly as small sharp throwing dagger imbedded itself in the bark, inches away from his head.
"Wha-aat…The hell?" He asked, yawning in mid-sentence. He pulled the weapon from the tree to inspect it. Its handle was a sleek black, whereas the blade was sliver with red wisps running up the side. The man narrowed his eyes, hovering a hand over his three katana. He quickly surveyed his surroundings, trying to decipher who threw it.
Literally from out of nowhere, a figure quickly emerged from the shadows. Sadly the man was not expecting an attack from behind, and was successfully kicked in the side of the face. He let out a grunt before tumbling to the ground. He opened his dark eyes, only to be met with extremely bright blue ones. "Who the hell are you?" His eyes focused in on the person that was currently pinning him down with a blade (similar to the first) against his throat. It was a small female. She had light blond locks, almost white, of hair silhouetting her face. He couldn't help but think she was a bit pretty… She took the opportunity and spoke first.
"I have caught you now Mikaku Atori!" She announced with glee. "Now, I'm sorry to say, but this is the end of your evil doing. Say hello to the devil for me would you?" She lifted the blade for a split second, to finish the job, but was interrupted as a swift Knee in the side. She rolled off of him and onto her side where she clutched the skin above her hip. Since the one keeping him on the ground had been removed, the man got to his feet, pulled one his swords from the hilt, and pointed it at the helpless girl. Her eyes widened as she took in how badly the situation was in her favour now. He spoke slowly and calmly for someone who was just about killed a second ago. "State your reason for attacking me."
She gulped. The blade was long and sharp; he could probably cut her in half in one swift movement if she didn't play her cards right. "I-I..Uh.." She began stuttering, which made the swordsman cock an eyebrow. He now had the chance to take in his attacker's full appearance. Her blonde locks fell below her waist while her bangs swished slightly across her forehead. She was wearing a short kimono. It was a very bright, pale, and pink with what looked like red koi fish swimming throughout it. The simple design was help together with a white sash, which also secured a sleek black katana to her side..
She finally seemed to gain the courage to talk "WHY DID YOU ATTACK ME?" He was taken aback by her anger. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN? YOU ATTACKED ME FIRST STUPID!" She puckered her lips to the side as she spoke. "No I didn't…" She lied. "WHA-WHAT? YOU'RE A TERRIBLE LIAR." "NO IM NOT IM BETTER THAN YOU ARE." "HOW WOULD YOU KNOW HOW GOOD OF A LIAR I AM, WE JUST MET!" This hit her like a ton of bricks. "eh?" He glared at her, his sword still pointed at her. "THEN WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?" She was worried now, frantic, he was not the guy she was looking for! "I'm Roronoa Zoro, the best swordsman in the world." He didn't move his blade an inch. "Who are you?" Cocky would be the word she would use to describe this man. "I-I'm Tsubaki…The mwerperter…" She puckered her lips to the side and mumbled the last word of her sentence. "What? Speak up woman!" She squeezed her eyes closed tightly, and hoped this would not be the end. "I'm Tsubaki… The Assassin.." The man known now as "Zoro" raised an eyebrow. "An assassin?" He scoffed at her and lowered his sword. As he places the sword back into is home at the side of his hip, he spoke to the girl known as "Tsubaki". "Why were you trying to kill me?" His stare burned into her, it made her nervous. She sighed and pulled a paper out from inside her kimono. She threw it to him, which he caught easily.
Zoro unrolled the beaten up paper. At the bottom of the page the name "Mikaku Atori" Was spelled out in big letters. The picture was of a man with light green hair, similar to his own, but that is where the similarity's stop. The person on the paper had dark blue eyes, his were a dark brown. Also the person in the paper has two scars that went parallel up the right side of his chin. Also the man in the papers hair was much longer.
He looked back at the girl. She looked very innocent for an assassin… She sighed and pouted her lip. "I mistook you for him..." "WE BARELY LOOK ALIKE!" "YES YOU DO YOU BOTH HAVE THAT GREEN COLOUR OF HAIR!" Zoro face-palmed and began to walk away. "What-ever, I'm going now, bye." Tsubaki glared as hard as she could at his retreating figure. Hoping that the jerk face would explode or something...
Not very long… but it's my first one so I'm new to this..ouo
Hope you enjoyed! Please review!