Yo! Luff here. So... This is my first fanfic and stuff, about JasdebixOC. If you don't like OC's I advise not to read. oo; Umm.. yeah.. ANYWAY reviews and criticism are greatly appreciated. Flames are ok too, just don't be TOO cruel about my writing skills. That'd be nice. Well then, please enjoy Twisted Bonds. :D (FYI, this chapter is in Gigi's POV. The chapters that I have written after this won't be in her POV anymore, nor anyones' for that matter unless I dramatically choose to. .. Enjoy! Luff)

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The warrior stood there, eyeing the man before them. A crimson scarf wrapped around the lower half of their face to conceal their identity,. The flame red hair of the warrior blew around in the wind, as they tightened their fists.

"So, I see you've finally come. How foolish!" said the man, turning to look at the warrior.

"I've come to claim back the sword of the Gods," the warrior spoke, voice muffled by the scarf. "You would be wise to surrender it now."

The man took one glance at the warrior before laughing. "You think you can claim back the sword of the Gods by fighting me man to man?! I've taken down armies at a time! What makes you think you can do it by yourself?"

The man continued to laugh as the warrior rose a hand and pulled the down, revealing the face that of a woman. Smirking the woman got into a fighting stance. The man stopped laughing, looking a little taken back.

"A... woman? Ha! How humorous! A woman against a man?!"

The woman grinned. "You mean woman against bitch."

The man let out a low growl. "Why you little...!" Running towards the woman he began to attack. "You'll never get that sword!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," the woman jumped back to avoid the attack and rose a fist into the air. "Take this!" The fist was sent to the man's face.

"Onee-chan."

The woman stopped, her fist still hanging in mid-air, and looked around. Everything around her beginning to disappear. "What the hell?

"Onee-chan!"

She lowered her fist with a confused look on her face.

"ONEE-CHAN!"

"Ah!" I let out a small yelp as I fell out of bed, making contact with my hardwood floor. "Nnn.. Ow.. That hurt."

"Onee-chan, you slept in again. We're gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up," said the girl, placing her hands on her hips and pouting a little.

"Huh? Wait. What time is it, Momo?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and yawning a little at the end of my sentence. Momo rose an arm and glanced down at the watch on her wrist.

"Hmm.. About five minutes to seven."

I stared at her, a blank look on my face. "Five minutes... to seven?" I kicked the sheets off of me and made a dash to my closet. "Dammit, Momo! Why Didn't you wake me up sooner?!"

"But... but.. I called up to you to and told you that if you didn't get ready soon we'd be late. And you yelled back 'I wouldn't be too sure about that'. I thought that you were up! Gomen Nasai! This is all my fault for not checking on you!" Momo rubbed her eyes and let out a sniffle.

When did I say that? Oh riiight, my dream. Dammit, I almost beat the boss of that level! I really need to cut back on all those video games before bed. Wait, what was I doing again? Oh. "Ah, no! Don't cry! It's my fault for breaking my alarm clock instead of getting up. We can still get to school in time! Um... Go pack my bag for me, will you?"

Momo quickly rubbed her tears away with her arm, smiling when she turned her attention back to me. "H-hai! I'll get you something to eat on the way to school as well! Wait. You broke our alarm clock?"

"Uhh... no? I really need to get ready, Momo!" I said, quickly changing the topic.

"Oh! You're right! You get ready while I pack our things."

I watched her run out the door and waited until I heard her go down the stairs before turning back to my closet and picking out an outfit. That went smoothly.I scanned the row of hangers before grabbing a black tank top with a bleeding heart on the front of it and a pair of jeans. I quickly stripped off my PJ's and put on the new outfit. After throwing the PJ's into the laundry basket I ran to the bathroom, grabbing my ipod and DS from my night stand as I passed it. I stuffed the two items into my pockets before opening the door leading into the bathroom. I looked up at the mirror, seeing my pale face and flame red hair. Greeeeat... Now came the hard part. I winced when I took a closer look at how tangled my hair was. This is going to be a real pain in the ass.Sighing, I picked up my brush and began attempting to tame my hair, letting out every now and then when I came across a really bad knot. After I brushed out all the knots, I turned my head to either side to see if my blonde highlights were alright, then moved on to brushing my teeth.

"Onee-chan, It's time to go!" yelled Momo from the bottom of the stairs.

I spit out the toothpaste in my mouth. "Coming!" Turning the water back on, I cupped my hands underneath the faucet and brought some water to my mouth to rinse the last of the toothpaste out of my mouth. Spitting the water back into the sink and turning off the faucet, I ran downstairs.

"Here's your jacket, Gigi," said Momo, handing me my black hoodie jacket and backpack in one hand and some toast in the other. "Are you all ready?"

I nodded, wrapping the jacket around my waist and putting my backpack on. "Yeah, you got the keys?" I asked, taking the toast and eating it as fast as I could.

Momo felt her pockets with her hands and pulled out the keys to the house. "Yep!" she said, smiling as she tucked some of her jet black hair behind her ear.

"Okay, let's go," I said, stuffing the last of the toast into my mouth.

Momo and I ran through the hallways, are footsteps echoing whenever our feet touched the floor. We were late for class. And that class so happened to be on the other side of the school.

"I wanted to take french, but nooo. We had to take spanish! Who the hell designed this damn school so that our first class is the farthest to get to?!" I complained, stoppig and skidding across the floor to make a sharp turn right.

"Look! We're almost there!" cried Momo, grinning before coming to a halt in front of our Spanish class; Room 141. "We made it!" I groaned, stopping in front of the door behind my sister.

"Oh, joy...Let's go learn!" I said sarcastically, waving my hands around for emphasis on how thrilled I was to be here at the moment. My sister pouted, turning around to look at me with her big blue eyes. Oh god.. Not the face.. Anything but the face!

"Oh come on, it won't be that bad. Today sensei said we could pick some Spanish names!" She said, turning back around to open the door. "It'll be fun!"

"Uh-huh.." I glared at the door my sister was opening, hoping that would help me get rid of some of my frustration.

"Oh Namisoto-san, so good of you to join us," said a man in his mid-forties.

I glanced up at my teacher and grunted a 'Morning' to him, while my sister gave a low bow.

"Good morning, sensei. Please forgive our tardiness." she said, bowing again.

The man grinned. "Well I'm sure you had a good reason, Momo. As for your sister, though..." He turned his attention to me. "Don't let it happen again."

I flinched and scratched the back of my head. "Yeah, yeah. I got it, sensei."

"Good, now go take a seat and pick a name out from page 23 in your textbook." he said returning his attention to the textbook in his hand.

My sister tugged on the sleeve of my jacket around my waist, pulling me along with her to our seats in the back of the class. I followed, glaring at anyone who dared to look at me funny. Keeping note of names in my head of the people who found it humorous that we were late. Well then, another three people have made it onto my hitlist. Goodie! Reaching our seats I hang my backpack on the back of my chair, pulling out my notebook, textbook, and pens. I untied my jacket from around my waist and put it on, turning to page 23 as I hid my ipod headphones in my hoodie sleeves. I looked around the classroom before turning my ipod on. Okay, let's see here.. Teacher? I looked at my teacher, who had his back turned, writing some thing on the board. Check. Notes? I looked over at my sister sitting next to me, glancing at the piece of paper she was scribbling whatever the teacher had written on the board. Check. Now it's time for music. I grinned as I stuck the headphones in my ears, pulling my hair closer to my face to conceal them. I chose a song and began to lay back and enjoy.

This is what I brought you,

This you can keep.

The door to our classroom opened, a boy and a girl walking in. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at them. Maybe the blonde one was a boy too.

This is what I brought,

you may forget me

I watched them talk to the teacher, the teacher soon after pointing towards the back of the class.

I promise to depart,

just promise one thing

The two boys turned around and began walking towards my sister and I. I took my chanceand began to observe them closer. The one leading the way had short black hair, sticking out at different angles. How in God's name does he make it DO that?The one behind him had long blonde hair. On closer inspection I realized that it was indeed a male. Both wore all black and had makeup on their faces.

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep...

The black haired one stopped in-front of me, and said something. All I could hear was my ipod, so I paused my song and looked back up to him. "What?" I asked.

He rose a finger and pointed to the seats behind us. "I asked if the seats were taken, dumbass."

The blonde behind him started to giggle. "Yeah, are they taken, dumbass? Hii!"

My eye twitched. Oh no... Oh HELL no. I know that scrawny little bastard did not just call me a dumbass.I put on a fake smile and titled my head to the side innocently. "Why, no they're not. But they can only be occupied by something smarter than a piece shit. I'm afraid you don't meet the standards. Sorry!" Now it was the black haired boy's eye to twitch. He let out a small growl before putting on a fake smile as well.

"Oh, the standards must have been lowered if you're sitting here, then." He said, keeping a smug grin on his face, as he walked to the seats behind us. The blonde following right behind him, having a giggling fit the whole time.

I sat there and gritted my teeth, my sister sat next to me looking flustered and not knowing what to do or say. Looks like two more people made it to my hitlist. The top at that.

I turned my ipod back on and began to relax again, when I felt someone kick my seat. I paused it again and turned around. "What is it, now?" I hissed, glaring at the smug face of the black haired boy behind me.

He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. "Lemme borrow your damn textbook."

I narrowed my eyes at him before I smirked back. "Oh? Well, seeing that your oh so more intelligent, I don't believe that my textbook would suffice." His smirk immediately left his face, replaced by a scowl.

"You little, bitch... Give me the damn book already!" he growled.

"Why should I?"

"Because I don't fuckin' HAVE one!"

"Tch, fine... Because I'm such a kind person." I replied, grabbing my textbook with a content smile on my face and handing it to him.

He took it, setting it on his desk and arranging it so that the other boy could see it. He snorted. "And I'm the fucking tooth fairy. Now what's your name, bitch?" He turned his attention back to be, laying his chin in the palm of his hand.

Now it was my turn to snort. "It's common courtesy to introduce yourself before asking others, dipshit." I replied. He sighed and sat back up, pointing towards himself.

"Name's Debitto," he said, jabbing a thumb toward the other boy. "And that's my brother Jasdero." The blonde let out a small 'Hii!' when he was pointed to, grinning like a maniac.

"And together we're, Jasdebi!" They both said at the same time. Jasdero letting out another giggle at the end. What the hell? Did they fucking rehearse this or something?

I looked between the two of them before speaking. "Debitto and Jasdero, eh? My names Gigi," I said before pointing to my sister. "And that's my little sis Momo." Momo smiled at the two boys before going back to taking down notes. I grinned. "So, nice to meet you," sarcasm lacing my voice.

He smirked back with a smug look on his face. "Oh no, the pleasure's all mine." His brother having another giggling fit next to him.

I snorted and turned back around in my seat, turning my ipod back on. Imitating his voice in a higher tone in my head. Oh nooo, the pleasure's all fucking miiiine I settled into my seat and prepared myself for another meaningless lesson from my teacher. Trying to ignore Dumb and Dumber behind me.

This is what I brought you,

this you can keep

This is what I brought,

you may forget me

I promise you my heart,

just promise to sing:

'Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.'

(Oh-o, Oh-o)

(Oh-ho)

(Oh-o, Oh-o)

'Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep'

This is what I thought,

I thought you need me

This is what I thought,

so think me naive

I promise you a heart,

you promise to keep.

'Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep'

(Oh-o, Oh-o)

(Oh-o)

(Oh-o, Oh-o)

'Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep...'.