(A/N) WOW after reading numerous amounts of fanfiction on my free time (I have plenty now since its summer break for me *Cheers*) I have FINALLY decided to write one of my own. I admit I am not a writer, but as a bored individual I would also like to share some of my ideas and thoughts. So on to my new story!
*Reviews, Helpful Criticism, and Suggestions are all welcomed and appreciated. Please enjoy*
Disclaimer: Nope don't own nothin'….I want ShizNat OVAs…..
References:
Seiyu: similar to a Walmart
Tamago-gohan: rice served with an egg on top, either raw or cooked. Usually eaten with soy sauce mixed it, but instead….Natsuki uses mayo..of course.
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Any previous day before this was put to shame. On this very day the sun couldn't have been any brighter, the grass any greener, and the sky any bluer. The sun's rays seemed to shine any and every person's worries and woes away. Nature's colors slowly humbled and brought a sense of contentment to the people who were blessed to set their eyes upon the luscious greenery.
Amongst this colorful environment, stood many buildings. To be more precise, it was a couple of high school buildings. Fuuka Academy was a pleasant high school filled with many cheery and talented individuals. The academy was located on an enormous, but isolated island. To reach it, people would have travel across a broad land of sea which took approximately 5 hours.
The beauty of the campus only accentuated this glorious day. Many forests spread across the school and provided the students with the luxury of the most pleasant views. The school was also fairly large thus allowing the 2000 or more students to comfortably attend their classes. Although it was not a well known school or prestigious, it was a known fact that this school was very privileged and produced very good results. Any parent would be overjoyed and proud to see their child be accepted into this school. Every student felt lucky and happy to have received a chance to attend Fuuka Academy.
Well….almost everyone.
An audible sigh left the mouth of a young woman. Seated at a vandalized desk scarred with profanities and doodles of poor attempts of what seemed to resemble motorcycles, sat a young woman. Midnight blue tresses covered the top of the desk as she absently stared out the window with her head on folded arms. The scenery outside only seemed to mock this girl's lethargic mood.
A quiet and secretive, "Psst….Pst….Hey Natsuki!" was heard. A failed attempt to catch the attention of the young woman, resulted in a very annoyed busty redhead. This led the woman to rudely throw a piece of crumpled paper at the other girl's head.
This finally caught the attention of the blue beauty.
"What Mai?!" Natsuki was now very irritated that Mai had stopped her train of empty thoughts.
"Shhhhh… Geez, sorry. Just thought you were falling asleep. I know you're not doing so well in this class so it'd be better of you paid some attention. You know, just trying to be a friend."
This time nothing was said back to her friend. She knew Mai meant well. Mai always meant well. She was just about the only constant thing in her life that genuinely had Natsuki's well being in mind. They had met at the beginning of this school year.
Both Natsuki and Mai met on the ferry on their way to school. As fresh new first years, it was mandatory to attend the class gathering that occurred on the deck of the ship. Of course Natsuki was stubbornly reluctant to go, but a commotion began and everyone on deck began to crowd around the left side of the boat. Truly a brow raising situation, Natsuki made her way to see what the big deal was.
Apparently a young woman with the middle school uniform and spiky black hair had gone overboard. Without a second thought, Natsuki jumped off the side of the boat and over the railings to save her. She swam over to the other child as fast and strongly as she could and firmly grabbed the upper torso to lift her head out of the water. The lifeguards then quickly threw over the life-rings and pulled both back onto the boat.
Unfortunately, the younger of two had stopped breathing. Natsuki was lost. Sure she saved the kid, but what now? She looked upon the crowd to see if anyone here had any idea on what to do next. Then the crowd of students began to part as the redhead Mai pushed and shoved her way through. Mai kneeled next to the middle school student, and leaned her face in.
The next few minutes made Natsuki turn away as she could feel her face burn, and cheeks turn a few shades brighter. Mai had expertly performed CPR to the black haired student, and successfully resuscitated her.
It was because of this fateful meeting, the three of them had become good friends. Mikoto, the black haired middle school student, had become highly attached to both Natsuki and Mai, hence bringing the three of them together. So what made Mikoto feel the need to go overboard? Well, she later informed Natsuki and Mai that, "I saw a really big fish and I was getting hungry! The fish looked good, Yep!"
None of them would ever forget that day.
As quickly as the quiet conversation had started, it had ended. Natsuki turned back to stare out the window and laid her head back down on her neatly re-folded arms.
'Pay attention…no thanks. Who actually cares about this stuff?'
Well Natsuki definitely didn't care. She didn't have to. She…
'I don't give a shit….'
Another loud sigh escaped, but this time it did not go unnoticed.
"Kuga-san! Would you care to explain what has you SO occupied that you must deliberately disrupt my class with your interruptions?"
Painfully slow, 'Kuga-san', lifted her head to meet the eyes of a very angry math teacher. If it was any other day, she would have easily ignored the teacher's whining and continued to stare anywhere, but the old woman's face. For reasons unknown, today did not seem like any 'other' day.
She continued to stare back at the teacher and bluntly stated, "I'm outta here."
With that said, she quickly stood and left the room. It was a swift departure since she didn't have any of her materials or books out on her desk. Why should she? Math was boring, uninteresting, and in all honesty, she seriously sucked at it. She constantly told herself that as long as she was able to add, subtract, multiply, and divide simple numbers, it would be enough to get through life. There was no need for complicated formulas or the unnecessary need to find the area of a damn triangle. Even though math wasn't her strongest subject, she wasn't dumb. On the contrary, Natsuki was actually a very smart individual. She just never properly applied or challenged herself. Her teaches simply called it a "lack of motivation." Math was everything she hated and didn't want. What she wanted was simple, simple, simple.
Hurried steps could be heard throughout the empty hallways. Each step she took didn't seem fast enough for her. She eventually reached the stairway that led to the first floor. Disregarding the danger of causing physical harm to herself, she skillfully jumped the first flight of stairs. This seemed all too easy with her extraordinary athletic build. Even with toned, well muscled legs, and the uncanny ability to perform such acts, the next attempted jump didn't end as well. A clear and very loud "Damn it!" echoed through the halls.
"Stupid stairs, stupid ankles, stupid math, stupid teacher, stupid school," mumbled a very pissed of student. She continued her journey to the school's exit, and eventually reached her destination. She angrily opened the doors, tightly closed her eyes, and screamed, "AH! Stupid Sun!" Apparently even the sun had managed to make her angry. She quickly dashed to the nearby parking lot. Unfortunately, she forgot one very important detail.
"Ah Fuck…Stupid Natsuki." Due to an unexpected accident that involved the crossing of a stray dog this morning, her method of transportation, a Ducati DR XI, was taken into a shop to repair the damages that had 'hurt her precious bike.' A much louder sigh left as she mentally confirmed to herself that she would have to use her feet and walk back to her apartment. Luckily for her, it was not too far from the school. A quick 5 minute drive, or this time, a 20 minute walk.
Although she forgot the fact that her bike was MIA, she did remember something almost equally important.
'Oh yeah, I used up the last of the mayo this morning for my *tamago-gohan. Guess I'll go buy some more at Seiyu*.' A quick detour to the supermarket wouldn't harm her unproductive time. Her vital time consisted of video games, shopping online for lingerie, eating, and well….nothing.
As she walked the crowded streets of Fuuka, she managed to scare away other pedestrians off the sidewalks with her angry scowl and 'Kuga glare.' This allowed her the right of way and the entire sidewalk so she wouldn't have to deal with people bumping into her.
Despite the casual rub of a shoulder that occurred every once in a while, Nastsuki reached the entrance of the supermarket without becoming too annoyed. Before entering the mayo filled sanctuary though, a sweet and blissful melody floated in the air and slightly caught the attention of the young woman. Not even bothering to look in the direction of the soft playing music, Natsuki entered the store with her goal in mind.
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Walking out with a few bags in her hands, she steadily made her way back to her apartment. As soon as she crossed the road, Natsuki noticed an 'ON SALE' sign on the nearby video game store. She began her sudden second detour to check out the reduced prices of her favorite past time, and once again she heard the melodic notes playing in the air. This time it seemed she could not ignore it and took a quick glance in the direction of where the sounds were coming from. Across the other side of the street, she saw a young woman, maybe a year or two older than her, enthusiastically playing a guitar.
There was a small crowd that surrounded her. A few people were even tapping their feet to the beat of the fast-paced song. All were looking at her with interest and some of the audience spared her some change which they threw into the large black and violet guitar case that lay in front of the seated woman.
The first thing Natsuki noticed was the way the woman's fingers lively strummed the instrument and the thin fingers that seemed to sensually roam over the entire neck of the guitar. She could already tell that those fingers were definitely more than acquainted with the strings that produced the energetic notes. The second thing she noticed was the elegant smile that was plastered on her 'perfect' face. Russet-blonde hair swayed and flowed with the wind which only complimented the well proportioned head placed on pale bare shoulders. All in all she was a very beautiful woman with her light colored jeans and tight purple tank top.
The very definition of feminine.
What caught Natsuki's attention the most was the fact that the young guitar player's eyes were shut.
'Hmmm, guess she's that good.'
Without a second glance or thought, Natsuki continued on her way to the game store and entered.
'No, no, no, definitely no' "Ugh, why aren't there any good first person shooters anymore! These all suck!" With that sudden outburst of frustration, she caught the attention of the entire store. Knowing a crowd of people were curiously staring at her now, a light color appeared on the surface of Natsuki's adorable cheeks.
She made a hasty run to the door and exited the small game store.
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Slow, soft, gentle…..sad
Natsuki stopped walking and closed her eyes after hearing this new song. This tune was much different than the previous speedy and happy melody. The song pulled at Natsuki's heart and she could feel it breaking, but she could not understand why it hurt her so much to hear her play. How? How could such a song be produced from the same person who had so joyously played just 10 minutes before?
She began to wonder what exactly was going through the young guitar player's mind. Was she distressed, or simply depressed? No, this song portrayed much more than just that. The emotions felt through the notes represented more than what could be described.
She intently listened to the music, and strangely felt connected to it. From her pink lips, a soft and subtle humming sound began. Apparently the tragic song had affected the gamer-biker-delinquent beauty more than she had thought. This came as a surprise to Natsuki. It has been too long since she had any feelings toward music, and even a bigger surprise that she hummed along. She had given up any and every musical pleasantries long ago.
Ever since….
A slight shake of the head stopped that thought, and once again her thoughts concentrated on the music.
'So sad….so…..'
"Lonely…" It was barely whisper, but held meaning louder than anything she had said all week. If anyone was actually nearby to hear, they would've thought it merely a trick of the wind.
'Why?'
With this one question in mind, her curiosity had sparked. She gently opened her eyes, and slowly turned her head to look at the brown haired beauty once again. This time there was no crowd surrounding the current musician. Most had probably left after the guitar had created such a suffocating atmosphere. Opposite to what others had thought, Natsuki was swimming in this nostalgic feeling. It was almost unbearable, yet she could not lift her feet, so she stood planted to that one spot.
She soon rotated her entire body to properly face the woman. Her midnight blue tresses closely followed behind and swayed along with her.
Everything stopped.
Breathing, thinking, moving, blinking.
All Natsuki could do now was stare.
The once closed eyes of the skillful and beautiful guitar player were now fully opened, and staring straight back into Natsuki's own dazed green eyes. The musician was staring back with a force so intense, it could have easily knocked Natsuki back a few steps if she wasn't so firmly planted.
Anyone would have thought the song currently playing could easily kill one's soul with the feeling of absolute loneliness, but the eyes of the player spoke differently.
They were so alive! So bright!
Why?
How could someone seem so lonely, but look so
'Beautiful…'
That was the only coherent thought running through the blue haired, green eyed beauty.
And pair of rusted-red eyes was the only thing she saw.
Who would have thought this simple gesture of locked gazes and chance meeting could lead to new and wonderful experiences between two very unique women.
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(A/N) And there my dear readers, is the first chapter of my first story.
How do you like? How do you not like?
Not very interested in the latter, but I will take what I can get lol ^_^. Hope you enjoyed the story enough to leave a review so please DO! Everything and Anything is welcomed!
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