Hello! My new fan fiction, Operation:Eikouna. If you have read the summary,
then you already know that its all in Eikouna's (OC) point of view. If you
wanna see a description of her, please look on Chapter 2 of 'The New Girl',
one of my other fanfics ^______________^
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~~~Eikouna's POV~~~
I strolled down the eerie lanes of Tokyo, Japan, heading to my 'associate' Uremeshi Yusuke's house. Streetlights flickered and stray animals wandered the boulevards eagerly. I had to admit, it I was /I sort of freaky and the sight of the scrawny creatures was vile, so I quicken my pace.
Botan had yet again talked me into going to some feeble event.
A house party.
Those words make one word run through my head: Torture
~~~Flashback~~~
"Oh c'mon Eikouna," replied Botan sincerely, setting her hand on my shoulder. "You know that you want to come."
I snorted, brushing her hand off of me. "Well actually, I DON'T! Please try to get that through your skull.
"Yukina will be there..."
"Hell naw. I ain't going."
"They're be Pixy Stix..."
"P..p..p..Pixy Stix??!!" I stuttered, humid drool oozing out of my mouth. I was such a slob... "Fine Botan, you win..."
~~~End Flashback~~~
Botan obviously knew what she was doing..-sigh-.. But still, I was a absolute idiot for falling for her little scheme.
I ripped the top of an apple Pixi Stix with my teeth and dumped the sweet powder into my mouth. Tucked neatly in my coat pocket was a ten-pound bag of Pixy Stix. Kuwabara's elder sister Shizuru had given it to me a couple of days ago while saying something about needing to live a little. I don't see how these thin little tubes of paper can help me with anything. Maybe the sugar level that's listed on the backside of the bag has something to do with it... I'm stunned that I don't have diabetes yet!
But after I consume about 20 of them, I feel like running around for no entire reason and I start seeing things...pink furry things...
I continued my 'open, devour, get more' routine until Yusuke's house was in sight.
I seriously predicted on hearing piercing sounds booming through the opened windows when I got there. I once heard that when I passed what the humans call 'A Strip Club'. The men staggering out seemed to be dazed and happy-go- lucky. Maybe I should go there sometime...
Shrugging, I pressed this petite orange, glowing switch that was next to the front door. A faint 'ding-dong' could be heard from inside.
After 12 Pixy Stix, the door finally opened. A young adult with blond hair that reached her shoulders and ginger eyes had opened it. She was wearing a lavender long sleeved blouse and navy slacks. She looked at me up and down with a stuck-up look on her face and muttered," Who the hell are you?"
"Eikouna..."
"Oh! Come on in!"
I walked in, wide eyed. This girl was suspicious. Her change of heart really startled me. She was grinning wickedly from ear to ear. God, its just plain freaky seeing a snob smile. Trust me.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me with wide eyes. Each of them sparkled, like they had just been chatting about me. Apparently, they had.
A big sapphire sheet of paper lay on the tan table they were all circled around. It had the words, "Operation: Eikouna" on them in white bold letters. Was this some sort of indication that they all believe that I'm a complete moron?
I sighed with pity. "What'cha guys doing over there?"
Botan giggled flatly while putting her hand behind her head. "Er, nothing! Nothing at all!!"
"Hmpt.." They WERE out to get me! "Operation: Eikouna" could strike in ANY SECOND! I better watch my back!!
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^___^ I hope you like the story so far! In my opinion, its gonna get a lot more interesting ^_____^ And also, I don't know what genre I should make it... Any suggestions?
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~~~Eikouna's POV~~~
I strolled down the eerie lanes of Tokyo, Japan, heading to my 'associate' Uremeshi Yusuke's house. Streetlights flickered and stray animals wandered the boulevards eagerly. I had to admit, it I was /I sort of freaky and the sight of the scrawny creatures was vile, so I quicken my pace.
Botan had yet again talked me into going to some feeble event.
A house party.
Those words make one word run through my head: Torture
~~~Flashback~~~
"Oh c'mon Eikouna," replied Botan sincerely, setting her hand on my shoulder. "You know that you want to come."
I snorted, brushing her hand off of me. "Well actually, I DON'T! Please try to get that through your skull.
"Yukina will be there..."
"Hell naw. I ain't going."
"They're be Pixy Stix..."
"P..p..p..Pixy Stix??!!" I stuttered, humid drool oozing out of my mouth. I was such a slob... "Fine Botan, you win..."
~~~End Flashback~~~
Botan obviously knew what she was doing..-sigh-.. But still, I was a absolute idiot for falling for her little scheme.
I ripped the top of an apple Pixi Stix with my teeth and dumped the sweet powder into my mouth. Tucked neatly in my coat pocket was a ten-pound bag of Pixy Stix. Kuwabara's elder sister Shizuru had given it to me a couple of days ago while saying something about needing to live a little. I don't see how these thin little tubes of paper can help me with anything. Maybe the sugar level that's listed on the backside of the bag has something to do with it... I'm stunned that I don't have diabetes yet!
But after I consume about 20 of them, I feel like running around for no entire reason and I start seeing things...pink furry things...
I continued my 'open, devour, get more' routine until Yusuke's house was in sight.
I seriously predicted on hearing piercing sounds booming through the opened windows when I got there. I once heard that when I passed what the humans call 'A Strip Club'. The men staggering out seemed to be dazed and happy-go- lucky. Maybe I should go there sometime...
Shrugging, I pressed this petite orange, glowing switch that was next to the front door. A faint 'ding-dong' could be heard from inside.
After 12 Pixy Stix, the door finally opened. A young adult with blond hair that reached her shoulders and ginger eyes had opened it. She was wearing a lavender long sleeved blouse and navy slacks. She looked at me up and down with a stuck-up look on her face and muttered," Who the hell are you?"
"Eikouna..."
"Oh! Come on in!"
I walked in, wide eyed. This girl was suspicious. Her change of heart really startled me. She was grinning wickedly from ear to ear. God, its just plain freaky seeing a snob smile. Trust me.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me with wide eyes. Each of them sparkled, like they had just been chatting about me. Apparently, they had.
A big sapphire sheet of paper lay on the tan table they were all circled around. It had the words, "Operation: Eikouna" on them in white bold letters. Was this some sort of indication that they all believe that I'm a complete moron?
I sighed with pity. "What'cha guys doing over there?"
Botan giggled flatly while putting her hand behind her head. "Er, nothing! Nothing at all!!"
"Hmpt.." They WERE out to get me! "Operation: Eikouna" could strike in ANY SECOND! I better watch my back!!
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^___^ I hope you like the story so far! In my opinion, its gonna get a lot more interesting ^_____^ And also, I don't know what genre I should make it... Any suggestions?