Disclaimer : To make a long story short with this...I DON'T OWN SHIT BUT MY OWN CHARACTERS!
THERE, HAPPY NOW SUITS?
This is my first story, so please forgive me and by the way, it's on hiatus until I get some good reviews...
The girls aren't Mary-Sues, they will be explained later
Benihime was lying on the hardwood floor of her half-way destroyed room, her hair was a mess, she hadn't bathed in three weeks and both clothes and body looked (and smelled) unkempt. The rest of the gang though she having one of the biggest bitch moments ever and payed no mind but Kuromi noticed her strange behavior prior to this.
It all started with a old newspaper.
"So what is it?" Aoi inquired.
"It's a newspaper with Benihime's name on it!" Kuromi stated flatly.
At that moment, Benihime happen to have come downstairs,
"Who the fuck called my name this early in the morning?" She yawned. "Ooh the newspaper, let me tear out the stock-market pages before Tetsuko gets to it" She said before she snatched it out of Kuromi's hands.
"Well, it had your name on it." Kuromi stated. Benihime eyes scanned the old, dusty paper and its pages. She took her eyes away from the paper and looked at Kuromi.
"Where did you get this shit?" She snarled.
"It was in the mailbox, why so irritated?" Kuromi replied.
"It's nothing...thanks." Benihime said while walking back upstairs.
When Benihime returned to her room, she sat on her bed and stared at the paper. In big black, bold "Headliner" letters it read, "Sister of village murderer is banished"
and it had a picture of a small girl with pale skin, silver hair and violet eyes crying at the village gate.
"I thought this was long gone, man" Benihime whispered to herself.
She flipped through the newspaper to make sure she wasn't playing tricks with herself and then threw the newspaper across her room.