Hey everyone! ^.^ My last fanfiction about Ikuto was very terrible, since Ikuto was too OOC. -.-' Like REALLY REALLY too OOC. I wrote that one for quizilla and I just found it on my computer, so I was like hey, why not? Just post it of fanfic! After I posted it up (after some tweaks) I reread it and I was like OMG THAT'S TERRIBLE. IMMA MAKE A NEW ONE! So, therefore, a new one appears x] It will basically be like the other one, cept better…….DUH
BRRRIIIING! 'Ugh, stupid ass alarm clock,' I slammed the alarm clock. I bet I broke it too. That would be nice. Well, I have no time to waste, so I got up and groggily walked to the bathroom. I tied my hair up in a messy pony tail. My hair never has knots. Lucky for me too, since I really have no time. I do my daily routine and took a nice rose bath. After the bath, I put on my black lace bra and matching underwear. Then, I put on a nice, black tank top and a loose over the shoulder top over it. Then I wore my skinny jeans and my black ankle boots. 'Hm, maybe I should tie my hair…or just leave it down. Nah, imma tie it in a messy/sexy pony tail. Yup.' And so I did.
"Miyako! Get your damn ass out!" My older brother's annoying voice interrupted my hairstyling moment.
"Ok, ok, sheesh," I swear, I bet my life would be shorter because of him. Joy, my brother's going to kill me in the end. (sarcasm)
I went out into the living room and grabbed a toast, but my peaceful breakfast was yet again, interrupted with my brother.
"We don't have time. We need to get to the Easter recording studio." I have him a give-me-some-time-you-bastard look. My brother understands my looks, so he answered, "Now. Or else, director's gonna fire you."
Oh, shit, I totally forgot to introduce myself, so here we go x]
My 'personal' info:
Name: Miyako Fujisaki
Age: 15 (sophomore)
Hair color: Purplish Blackish
Eye color: Purple, like Utau's
Occupation: Singer/model
School: Seiyo High
Grade: 10 (same as Ikuto)
Past: Ever since I was little, I was the model for my mom's design company: xoxoTokyoxoxo (you just call it 'Tokyo' though) The things she designed ranged from thousand dollar wedding dresses to casual street wear. Therefore, I've been spoiled, right? Pfft, wrong. Ever since I was little, my parents never had time for me and my brother. We had to basically take care of ourselves. Then, when I was 10, my Dad left, after leaving my mom pregnant with a baby girl. When I was 13, I joined Easter, by force, of course. And I hate that poor excuse for a company. I also hate my multiple fanboys. Ugh.
My lovely (ugh, hell no) brother's info:
Name: Daisuke Fujisaki
Age: 17 (one yr older than u and ikuto)
Hair color: Red
Eye color: Green (he got his looks from my dad)
Occupation: Guitarist/composer for your songs
School: Seiyo High
Grade: 11
Other Info: He's really overprotective of me. But in truth, he cares. He just acts like a laid back jerk, but pfffft………he's a real softie.
My mom's profile x]
Name: Shizune Fujisaki (riggght, when my parents broke up, we stole her last name x])
Age: 32 (yea, she got pregnant when she was only 15)
Hair color: Dark purple
Eyes: Topaz
Occupation: Fashion Designer.
Other info: Being a single mother with a booming business is really hard for her. She doesn't care if I go out with boys. I doubt she would even care if I got raped o.o' sad, huh?
My adorable little sister :D
Name: Hinata Fujisaki
Age: 5
Hair color: Strawberry (orange, like ichigo's)
Eyes: Green
Occupation: nothing. She really can't stand still so she can't be a model and she can't really sing -.-'
School: Seiyo Elementary
Grade: kindergarten
Other Info: She's KAWAII, but very immature. Duh, she's 5
My father -.-
Name: Kane Minako
Age: 33
Hair color: Red
Eyes: Green
Occupation: Only-Kami-would-want-to-know kind of job, I bet
Other info: A playa.
~Alrite! Now back to where I was~
After my brother told me that director was going to fire me, I got…..well, I can't exactly say scared, but, nervous? Anyways, I just glared at him and jumped into the limo, after going down the elevator of course.
I don't live in a typical house, just to let you know. I live in the same building as my mom's designing place. It's a 23 story building and I'm not even kidding. I live on the 22nd floor, which kind of looks like a normal house except it has more fancier crap in it. The 23rd floor is like a major big ass closet, mostly my stuff.
Ok, back to where we were. We jumped into the limo and drove off to Easter building.
"Miyako," Daisuke said looking out the window, "When are you gonna get a boyfriend and move out of the house." He sounded very nonchalant.
"Nani?!" Then, I jumped on him and started hitting him. It's not that he pissed me off, but hey, it was fun to annoy him. Immediately, it got into a fight. He hits me, I hit him. And back and forth and back and forth until we actually got to the Easter building.
We immediately strutted to the recording studios on the 7th floor. When we got to the door, Utau was there. She was my rival, but also like my best friend. When we got there, she just nodded in acknowledgement.
"Hi to you too," I rolled my eyes and she giggled. Then, we walked over to recording studios. Daisuke cued the music while I sang my song:
Tsuki no Curse Kotoba no nai sekai de bokura wa ai wo kataru itsuka kimi ni Tsuki no Curse Iitami wo mada shiranai kodomo dake no yarikata de Tsuki no Curse Tsuki no curse
Tsumetai yume no naka de
todoku made
Kizu darake no kainade daki yoseta kuchibiru no
Haritsumeta negai tokashitakute
Nee aishiatta kako no utsukushisa sutesareba
Ashita motto kirei na yaoru e yukeru kara
Tsumetai yume no naka kara kimi wo tooku tsuresaritakute
Dokomade yukeru ai wo shinjite ii basho made
Kimi wa kimi wo tozashiteru
Mimimoto de sasayaita hajimete no ai no kotoba massugu na hitomi
madowasetai
Nee kimi wo dakishimete atatamerareru naraba
Donna batsu mo tsumi mo ima wa kowakunai
Tsumetai yume kara samete kimi to tadayoi tsunagiatte
Dokomade yukou ai no shijima wo te ni suru made
Nee aishiatta kako no utsukushisa sutesareba
Ashita motto kirei na yoru e yukeru kara
Tsumetai yume no naka kara kimi wo tooku tsuresaritakute
Dokomade yukeru ai wo shinjite ii basho made dokomade yukeru ai
wo shinjite ii basho made
Yoru no mukou futari dake de
After I finished the song, I looked over at the person that was recording the song and he looked like he was in awe. When I stepped out of the studio, I ran into a guy with indigo hair.
Cliffhanger! X] I hope that's good enough for you! I really hope that it turns out better than the last Iku fanfic. REVIEW! CLICK THE GREEN BUTTON DOWN THERE. CLICKY CLICKY CLICKY.