SO AS A FIRST TIMER AT WRITING STORIES, MY FIRST FANFIC WAS A HUGE SUCCESS. THERE WERE VERY HELPFUL TIPS AND NOTHING BU POSITIVE REVIEWS AND SUPPORT. IT'S WAY DIFFERENT THAN THE STORY I'M WRITING NOW BECAUSE LIKE KONATA, I AM AN OTAKU AND I'M PROUD. I'LL READ, DRAW, WATCH, OR PLAY ANY TYPE OF ANIME AND MANGA AND GAMES. SO I JUST FINISHED THE ANIME LUCKY STAR AND THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO WRITE ANOTHER FANFIC. REVIEW MY WORK AND TELL ME WHAT YOU LIKE OR DISLIKE ABOUT THE STORY. BTW, I NEED SOME PROOF READERS AND/OR REVIEWS SO I KNOW IF MY STORY INTERESTS YOU SO FAR. I'VE ONLY WRITEN ONE OTHER STORY AND WOULD LIKE TO PROGRESS FURTHER. THANKS AND ENJOY.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR ELEMENTS OF LUCKY STAR, OR ANY REAL LIFE ANIME AND MANGA IN THE STORY, NOR DO I OWN ANY SONGS WRITEN BY BLACK VEIL BRIDES NOR DO I OWN FACEBOOK.

CHAPTER 1: MEET KAZUYA

"The ride took hours and hours, but I've finally arrived in the Satte-Shi Prefecture. I miss all of my friends already."

Kazuya logs off of Facebook on his phone and continues to unpack. The first thing he reaches for is the box at the corner of his door, full of his most prized collection of manga and anime DVDs. He starts to place them all neatly on his wall sized book shelf and places them all in order.

"Honestly, I don't think anyone can be as big as an otaku as me."

Kazuyas eyes flicker around his new bedroom. It was an average teenage bedroom. Not too big, not too small, and very comfortable. Kazuya decides to take a break and grabs his electric guitar from its case by his bed. He plugs it up into the amp and adjusts it to his satisfactory, sits on his bed and starts to strum the beat to "Unbroken by Black Veil Brides." During his playing he starts to sing to the tempo He's playing at.

"Now you're adrift in a sea of lies
A foolish Villain in an endless chapter
The demons writhing behind your eyes
A simple shadow we can fight together

I'll never walk away!
Tear! Down! The walls that will surround
Cry! Out! Above the burning sound
Show! Me! How bleeding heart still pounds
If we stand together, we will be unbroken

We carry forward into the nights
The strength of innocence like childre-"

Kazuyas mother shouts at him for being too loud. Kazuya sighs and places his guitar on his stand and pushes his amp to the top right side of his bed. Kazuya plops down on his bed and stares at the ceiling.

"Uh, they still haven't come in with my computer or my T.V. for that matter. I can't miss my anime and I haven't done any serious gaming in ever since I packed up two weeks ago. Listen to me, talking to myself again. I need a girlfriend."

Kazuya sits up and gets up to go to the bathroom. He looks in the mirror. It's not that he was unattractive; it's just that he didn't feel too confident in himself. For one thing, He was blackenese*
(look for the note at the end of the chapter), tall for his age, around 5'9", 16 years of age, had short curly hair, and dark brown eyes. He wore all black with a pair of black direct sound headphones. Kazuya just wasn't too sure about himself. He'd never really had a girlfriend, or any friend for that matter, when he lived in the Okayama prefecture in Kurashiki. People in his school saw him as a gothic otaku who was way too into Black Veil Brides, manga, anime, and games. Kazuya had plenty of names tossed at him like shut in, loser, loner, ect. Truth is it never really bothered him. Kazuya headed back to his room and picked up his favorite manga, Dragon Ball Z. Kazuya sits on his bed and starts to read. He becomes so enthralled in his reading that he hardly noticed the two men come in with his compute and T.V. When he finished reading, Kazuya gets up and puts the book back on his shelf. He notices his flat screen T.V. and computer sitting in their rightful places on the desk and stand.

"Fuck yeah! Now I can start to game… Actually I should probably see if my sis needs some help."

Kazuya heads down the hall into his older sisters room. She was busy putting up posters of her favorite boy band, One Direction. (I do not hate the band; it is only part of the character) Kazuko was tall, 6'3", average bust size, had short brown hair, light blue eyes, light skinned (also blackenese), and wore lots of turtle neck sweaters that were all sorts of colors and designs. Kazuya could never figure out where she got them all.

"Yo Kazuko, need any help putting up those God awful posters?"

"Oh shut up you little turd, they are not awful. In fact they are ten times better looking than those clowns in your room."

"Aw come on sis you know I was just messing with ya. I don't hate the band, there music just doesn't appeal to me, or any guy for that matter."

"No duh! Anyway, you can help me unpack the rest of my stuff. Speaking of which, are you even finished unpacking?"

"Nah, I got bored. I just want today to end. It has too much work involved. You know me, I get bored easily."

"Yeah no doubt about that"

The two laugh and started to unpack Kazukos stuff. The two siblings get along very well. Ever since their father (who was African American) died, they have done their best to provide for the family in their own way. Kazuko, who is 21 and in college, lives with the family in order to help put bread on the table by working part time at pet shop, their mother Akemi, works as an accountant, and Kazuya was able to get a job as a paper boy a week before he moved, scheduled to start next week. Kazuko looks up from her unpacking and asks Kazuya a question.

"So what high school are you going too?"

"Ryoo High I think. I start tomorrow. When do you go back to college?"

"Two days."

Just then, Akemi shouts for Kazuya.

"Kazuyaaa, can you come and help me for a second? It's very important!"

Kazuya looks at his sister.

"You ganna be ok without me?"

"Yeah I'll be fine, just go help mom."

Kazuya heads down the stairs and enters the kitchen where his mom was standing on a chair dusting the top of the cabinet. His mom looked very different from him or his sister. Kazuyas mom had the recessive trait for long dark green hair show up and had brown eyes like her son. She wasn't tall, shorter than Kazuya in fact, around 5'6", and was a bit clumsy. She was Japanese and always had her apron on no matter what she was doing or where she was going.

"Jeez mom we just moved in and you're already cleaning? How do you do it?"

"Oh hush you. Can grab some pots and pans for me so I can start dinner soon?"

"You know Kazuko can cook while you unpack."

"No, no it's fine, I can cook."

Kazuya sighs and grabs some pans and pots from the under cabinets and sets them on the stove.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Not right now, you can finish unpacking if you want. And don't forget, you start school tomorrow."

Kazuya grumbled at the thought of school and headed upstairs. He plopped down on his bed and started to finish his song.

"We carry forward into the nights
The strength of innocence like children's laughter
An army standing for what is rights
We'll fall like angels if we lose what ma-"

His mom shouts back at him to stop the noise.

"What's the point in buying me a guitar if I can't even play it? Oh well."

Kazuya hooks up his PS2 to his T.V. and starts to play his favorite game, Dragon Ball Z: Ultimate Tenkaichi.

END OF CHAPTER 1

I HAD LOTS OF FUN WRITING OUT THIS CHAPTER. NOW FOR THE NOTES. NO RACISM INTENDED BUT BLACKENESE IS A TERM THAT I USE TO DESCRIBE AFRICAN AMERICAN MIXED WITH JAPANESE. TRUE STORY, MY BEST FRIEND IS BLACKENESE. HIS DAD IS AFRICAN AMERICAN AND HIS MOM IS JAPANESE. I'M ONLY AFRICAN AMERICAN, BUT I FEEL LIKE I BELONG IN JAPAN, I WISH TO LIVE THERE SOME DAY. THE CHARACTERS SO FAR ARE OC'S THAT I'VE MADE FOR THE STORY. KAZUYA IS BASED OFF OF ME. ALTHOUGH I DON'T PLAY GUITAR, I WISH TO LEARN, I LOVE BLACK VEIL BRIDES, AND I WEAR ALL BLACK MOST OF THE TIME (ALTHOUGH I AM NOT GOTH I HAVE BEEN CALLED THAT MANY TIMES). IF I HAVE OFFENDED ANYONE USING THE TERM BLACKENESE, LET ME KNOW AND I WILL FIX IT. MY DEEPEST APPOLOGIES TO WHOM EVER I'VE OFFENDED. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE CHAPTER.