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PART ONE: ARRIVAL, THONGS, AND THE BLACK MARKET
The sun shone crisply through the bright summer leaves as a refreshing gust of wind blew through the streets, scattering what few twigs lay scattered on the pavement. As the breeze subsided, a black limousine pulled up to the curb. Its sleek side doors opened to reveal a beautiful maiden with Japanese-cherry-blossom-hair seated inside. Her aqua-blue-and-purple heels emerged from the limousine, followed by long, beautiful, shining, pale, hair-free legs. An aura of perfection, slightly reeking of corniness, surrounded her as she stepped fully out of the sleek limousine. Then, an overkill of description began.
Her luscious hair fell as far as her knees and flowed about her face. Two strands in the front fell to her pierced belly button, which was exposed by a far-too-short, slutty top, almost like a bikini, that encased her large chest-too big for her little body. Because of this disproportion, she was permanently leaning forward-a sight leading some to believe that she was in fact a slight hunchback.
And as if that weren't enough, another girl stepped gracefully out of the car. She was just as breathtaking as the first, of course, with purple pixie-cut hair glimmering in the sunlight. Her multiple ear piercings dangled, clinking against each other as she raised her delicate frame, her snakebites glittering in the sun. An oversized green hoodie hung loosely on her tiny abdomen, hiding the many cuts that lined her arms and even her stomach.
Quillsh Wammy himself stepped from the limousine. He stared at his passengers, and had to hold back a mocking laugh at their obvious vanity. "Keiko, your thong is showing again," he murmured.
She turned back to him with a smirk on her face. "Of course it is, Mr. Wammy," she breathed seductively to the man 50 years older than her. "It can only rest on my hips with a miniskirt this short." She winked.
Kistune, the ever-present emo character, stared at her friend, a dead expression haunting her pale face. "Stop acting like such a slut."
Wammy pushed the comment aside and shoved the girls up the pathway before further comment could be made on the subject.
As they were hustled toward the building, the girls turned their faces upward to catch a glimpse of the place. A towering mansion with stained-glass windows loomed ahead of them, with a luscious forest surrounding it. The trickling of a stream could be heard from within the trees. Then the great double wooden door, with intricate designs carved into it, was before them, and Quillsh Wammy grasped the brass handles to admit them.
"W-welcome to your new home." the man stuttered.
He winced, faking a smile.
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Mello and Matt were squabbling. The latter had accused the former of selling his video games for chocolate on the black market, which Mello furiously denied. As their voices rose and the atmosphere got heated, a sudden knock on the door caught their attention.
"Let me in, please, boys." The tired voice of Quillsh Wammy was muffled through the wood. As the door swung open, the young men laid their eyes upon the relatively hot Keiko, who, with her "natural" golden eyes, gave them a hearty wink. Even though she was leaning slightly forward to balance out her generous chest, she was still good-looking. Instantly their hearts melted, and they found themselves unable to tear their eyes off of her. A deep, hormonal want for the girl flooded their veins. This desire was intensified when they caught sight of her low-positioned thong.
Suddenly, their eyes narrowed. A "boy" was standing close to her-too close for their liking. Even though he didn't know the girl's name and had no way of suspecting what her personality was like based on her looks, Mello's lips curled back in a sneer as he met the potential rival's midnight-blue eyes. Matt was doing the same, despite his equal lack of knowledge. The strange boy looked down suddenly, blushing, which surprised Matt and led him to think that the boy was not a rival, but in fact, just . . . gay?
Wammy, oblivious to the atmosphere, cheerfully introduced everybody. "These are Kitsune and Keiko, two female additions to our family at Wammy's House . . . with very original names, not overused at all." He muttered this last bit.
Mello and Matt exchanged looks of faint horror. "That's a GIRL?" they both shouted at once.
"Why, yes." Wammy's voice was laced with confusion.
Kitsune sighed dramatically, thinking to herself, Not again. Nobody knew the real reason she kept her hair cut short and bound her chest. Nobody could even guess at the cause for the many injuries she inflicted upon herself. Not one person was able to decipher her cliché, depressed-Mary-Sue behavior. NO ONE!
Her period of brooding was interrupted when Wammy nudged Keiko and loudly whispered, "Your thong!"
"I am aware of that, Mr. Wammy . . . and I think the boys are too."
Oh Lord, Kitsune thought. The boys only nodded-rapidly, with drooling grins spread across their faces.
It was the beginning of another Mary Sue invasion at Wammy's House.
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A/N: Thanks for reading! Part 2 will be out very, very soon...in the meantime, we'd greatly appreciate your feedback & comments! (Don't be afraid to criticize!)