{A/N: Yeah yeah, it's not like I don't got enough to do, but I got bored and started yet another story. - - As if two weren't enough.

This has prolly, more than likely, been done about a hundred different times in a hundred different ways. (And they're all prolly better written than mine.) But I can pretty much guarantee you there's nothing out there quite like this. I've got my own special brand of insanity. smiles proudly

This one's based roughly off of my own real life experiences. (NO! Of course I've never stalked anyone! What is this 'stalking' you speak of? whistles innocently) And before you ask what I'm on… sings à la Pennyroyal Tea "I'm on Vanilla Coke and Benadryl. Fudge covered minty Oreos…"}

THE DISCLAIMER (To keep all you lawyer-types off my ass): I don't own. You don't sue. Capisce?

Stalking Shinomori

By The Muffin of DEATH

Chapter 1:

Libraries are for LOOSERZ!

The college's library was boringly silent, as all libraries are. A silent sanctuary for those who want to study, or for the slackers who just want a quiet place to take a nap.

"NOOO! NO! GODDAMN YOU, NO!" A voice shouted out, shattering the sacred library silentness.

Every pair of eyes in the library glared angrily at the small woman who was violently banging her computer's mouse against the desk.

"FUCK YOU, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" she continued her outburst, oblivious to the angry people glaring at her.

The librarian swiftly, and with the un-natural silence all librarians possess, crept up behind the offending patronage.

"Please stop abusing the mouse." She said softly and sternly in that annoyingly authoritarian tone of voice librarians always use.

"ACK!" the girl shrieked, spinning around in her chair to face the librarian. "You scared the shit out of me!" she yelled at the elderly women.

"Keep your voice down miss. One more outburst from you, and I'll have to ask you to leave." the librarian said seriously before she crept silently back up to her huge desk to sit and glare condescendingly at the girl.

"Damn library Nazi." the girl hissed to her friend, who was hiding embarrassedly behind a note book.

"Misao, what the hell have you been doing?" Kaoru demanded to know, staring over her shoulder as Misao fumbled around the screen, trying to cover her game with the Yahoo! homepage. Too late. "Minesweeper?!" she whispered angrily. "I come here to help you do your research paper, and you're playing MINESWEEPER?!?"

"God Kaoru, you're just as bad as that library Nazi." Misao muttered rolling her eyes.

"Excuse me? I gave up my lunch hour to help your ass out, and you're playing fucking Minesweeper!"

"Yes, I think we've established the fact that I was playing Minesweeper, Captain Observant." Misao interrupted sarcastically.

Kaoru rolled her eyes and thrust a paper into her hands. "Here. Go find the books."

Misao stared blankly at the list of books. "…Where are they?" she asked.

"On the shelves!" Kaoru said exasperatedly, gesturing towards the shelves of books that filled the library.

"Right. How stupid of me." Misao muttered darkly as she got up and walked over to the shelves.

She stared dejectedly at the rows and rows of shelves. She glanced down at the paper filled with book titles and numbers. She stared back at the rows and rows of shelves. "How the hell am I supposed to find any of these?" she whispered to herself. She sighed defeatedly, and started wandering confusedly around the shelves. She occasionally glanced at the paper as she tried to figure out which shelf housed the books she was looking for.

Kaoru watched her friend start her 12th lap around the shelves. With a sigh, she got up and led Misao out of the maze of books. She snatched the now wadded up piece of paper away from Misao before she could toss it at anyone in frustration. "Just find a table." Kaoru said as she straightened the paper out and went in search of the books.

"Gladly." Misao said as she dropped into a chair at the nearest empty table. She stretched and yawned loudly. Libraries bored her. How she hated them, with the fiery burning passion of a thousand hells. She glanced around the library boredly. Nothing but boring people doing boring things. She looked over at the maze of shelves for Kaoru, but the shelves were too tall and she couldn't see her.

Misao held on to the edge of the table, and rocked her chair back on two legs. She stared boredly up at the fluorescent lights. She wanted out of this silent prison. She blew a huge bubble with her gum as she continued her staring contest with the ceiling.

Pop.

She heard something behind her move, so she tilted her head back to see what it was. And found herself being glared at by an angry looking man with icy blue eyes. She almost let go of the edge of the table in surprise. She glared defiantly at the guy, and blew an even bigger bubble.

POP!

The man glared at her even more, if that was humanly possible. Misao sat up and turned to have a glaring contest with him. She was about to flick him off for his random rude hostility, when Kaoru suddenly emerged from the shelf maze with a huge pile of books.

She dumped the books on Misao's table.

Misao stared at them dumbfounded. "What the hell!" she demanded loudly.

"Books. For your research." Kaoru stated as if it should be the most obvious thing in the world.

"You've got to be kidding me!"

"Misao, you might wanna keep your voice down…" Kaoru warned, staring past her. Misao turned her head to follow Kaoru's gaze.

Misao glared back at the pissed off glaring man from before. "WHAT?" she yelled at him. "Am I not talking loud enough for ya?!"

He just glared at her.

"LEAVE!" The librarian roared, standing up behind her huge desk and pointing dramatically towards the door.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." Misao mumbled as she stormed to the door. She paused at the door, and turned to face everyone in the library. "AU REVOIR!" she shouted, blowing a kiss to the glaring man in the back, the silent jackass whose fault it was she had been kicked out. Then she turned, and pranced out the door and down the stairs.

Kaoru rushed out, pausing by the librarians desk long enough to mutter "Sorry." before she ran out the door to catch up with her friend.

"What the hell was that?" Kaoru demanded as soon as she caught up with Misao.

"What the hell was what?" Misao asked innocently.

"Getting kicked out of the library like that!"

Misao shrugged. "That jackass glared at me."

Kaoru massaged her temples. "I sacrificed my lunch hour to help you work on your research paper…"

She was cut off by Misao shoving a dollar into her hand. "A dollar for your efforts."

Kaoru blinked at her. "A dollar? A dollar doesn't make it better."

"Sure it does. Buy yourself a coke. Now I gotta go sleep through another class, so catch ya later." she said as she took off down the hall.

Kaoru sighed as she watched her disappear down the hallway. "That's what you get for trying to help Misao." She walked down to the nearest vending machine and bought a Coke.

Coke always did make her feel better.

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[A/N: 3 pages even! Damn, I'm good. I was gonna write more, but it's 2:30 now. So no. It's so late its tomorrow. And my thoughts aren't making sense any more. Not like they ever do. Anwyay. YAY for Coke. Coke is my hero. Hehehe. I thought that wasn't too bad for a random ass idea that popped into my head at 1 AM. But if you don't agree, it'll get better. I think. I hope. Alright, I have no plans whatsoever for this story. I'll jus make it up as I go along. (Or toss it.) What's a plot?]

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