A/N: Ok, this is going to be an eventual Zelman/Oc. When I say eventual, I mean it. It's going to take a while to get a spark of feeling between the two, you all know Zelman is a sociopath, so it's flippin hard to write his personality! He's so unpredictable! I'm going to have to majorly tweak his personality, even though he has a soft spot for Kotarou, don't forget that he has absolutely no morals and doesn't care about anyone but himself. I'll have fun helping him turn over a new leaf~
Anyway, you can all ask questions if you don't understand something or need a clearer view. I'm happy to help, but you need to help me as well. Any constructive criticism is welcome, seriously, I want it! I'll take it harsh if you don't know how to word it any different, but we all need to improve and it's best when others provide your mistakes so they can be fixed.
Disclaimer: I don't own original material (anything pertaining to Black Blood Brothers), I only own my ideas and characters.
Re-written as of 6/26/2012
OK, so I'm re-writing the entire story, for those of you who already read it. The plot's going to be slightly different, but overall the same. Hope you like it, Happy Reading~
Chapter 1
They had been driving for a total of six hours now, excluding the few stops along the road for snacks, drinks, and the bathroom. Neither of them wanted to start the drive in the first place, but it was either that or waiting an extra week and driving with her parents, sitting in the car while they finished last minute business. At least they trusted her enough to live home alone for a few days.
Hana was moving, and her best friend had offered to drive her to her new home; while it was taxing, it gave them the entire drive to talk and joke around before they had to say goodbye.
They had been chatting since the last rest stop, but they paused when the car hit the incline of the bridge.
"Whoa, talk about a big city, your parents weren't joking." Suzuki said, as they both looked at the big city through the low clouds, the buildings getting clearer the closer they got.
"I was hoping they were, you know I hate big cities. It's gonna suck waking up in the morning." Hana commented dryly, looking at the buildings with distaste.
Her friend snickered, "On come on, it couldn't be that bad. Think positive, with that many people in one place, you're bound to find a hot guy."
Hana looked over incredulously, "Seriously, Suzu, at a time like this? You're thinking of a guy?"
Suzuki grinned, "Exactly, not just any guy, a guy for you. You seriously need to hook up with someone, and now that you're moving, I can't be your awesome wing-woman and set you up."
Hana laughed, "You were never my wing-woman, and that's not even a word. Besides, you know I have terrible luck in men."
The other teen scoffed and shook her head, "I am so your wing-woman, and you don't have terrible luck in men, it's just that God has given you a challenge."
Hana looked over at her friend as if she was an idiot, ". . . You're an atheist." Suzuki glanced over at her and shrugged with a smile.
"And yet you completely bypassed my conclusion, you just need to find a nice, caring guy that won't go all psycho. And let's face it; if you don't play the game, you're never going to win." She said while glancing at the GPS attached to the dashboard.
"You totally stole that line from my parents, you know that, right? Do you know how many times they say that?" Hana retorted, crossing her arms with a huff. "And if you haven't forgotten, my luck seems to be nonexistent when it comes to that, you just need to accept that I'm going to end up as an old cat lady living in a smelly house and hording small dolls."
"You know what your problem is; you have trust issues, and self-esteem issues." Suzuki claimed.
"So. . . Knowing that's going to help how?" Hana questioned with doubt, glancing at all the buildings and small shops they were passing.
"Knowing that will help you get over all the problems you have!" Suzuki conveyed with enthusiasm.
Hana snorted, "Real nice, Suzu, I appreciate that." Suzuki laughed in return, taking a right turn at an intersection and eventually pulling to a stop a couple miles away outside of an apartment complex.
"Is this it? I thought it'd be bigger." Hana commented while leaning over Suzuki to get a better look.
"I guess, that's what the GPS says. Get the papers out and we'll check." Suzuki said to Hana, watching while she got everything they'd stuffed inside the glove box at the beginning of the trip. Hana looked over the copy of the rental papers her parents gave to them to make sure they found out where to go.
"Yeah, says here where supposed to be at the corner of. . ." She looked up and glanced at the street signs, "that street and. . . that street." She said pointing them out to Suzuki. "It also says the apartment number is two, second floor."
"Well, cool. Let's go check it out." Suzuki grinned and snatched the key out of Hana's hand and hopped out of the car. She rolled her eyes and followed her overexcited friend. They walked up the metal stairs and stopped at the door; Suzuki unlocked it and skipped inside.
"Wow, it seems bigger than it looks from outside." Suzuki said, twirling slightly and looking around.
"Until you fill it all with furniture, then it'll be small." Hana grumbled, walking slowly down the left hall to find two doors. She looked inside both and found a bedroom and a bathroom.
"Quite being such a downer, you should totally take advantage of this move." Suzuki announced as she followed Hana down the other hallway and looking inside the master bedroom together.
She rolled her eyes again, "I guess, but I don't want to start over, that's the thing. I like having you and all the other girls as my friends, knowing all my neighbors, and not starting over at a new school."
Suzuki grinned, "It's not that bad, and we can still talk on the phone for hours about all the hot guys you'll meet."
Hana groaned as she took a look through the kitchen, "You're not going to start about that again, are you?"
"'Course I am, what are friends for anyway?" Suzuki laughed as they both headed out into the living room again.
Hana smiled at Suzuki, "Anyway, the moving truck isn't gonna be here for about another two hours, so, what do you want to do?"
"Wanna go get some coffee; I'm pretty sure I saw an awesome Café down the road." Suzuki said, bumping Hana lightly with her elbow, grinning at her.
Turns out, the Café wasn't that far, about a mile down the road. They spent an hour and a half there, eating pastries and drinking coffee; until leaving and heading back to the apartment to wait for the moving truck.
They both sat on the counters in the kitchen chatting, until twenty minutes later; they heard a knocking at the door. They both looked at each other before hopping off the counters and walking to the door.
When Hana swung open the door, a man in a shirt sporting a logo for the moving company smiled, "Oshiro Hana?"
Hana nodded, "Yeah."
"Do you want us to start moving everything in now?" The man asked kindly.
"Yeah, sure, that'd be great." Hana answer back with a smile
"Alright, it's going to take some time with all the stairs, so sit tight." He said as he made his way down the stairs, the girls heard an 'Alright, boys, let's get to it!' shouted by the man Hana spoke to.
"Ya know. . ." Suzuki commented lightly, sneaking a sly glance a Hana, "He was kinda cute. . ."
"Shut up!" Hana shouted as she playfully pushed Suzuki, both laughing as they padded back into the apartment. Again, the two sat on the kitchen counters to avoid getting in the way of the movers carrying furniture and boxes.
Occasionally, the men asked a question about where a room was or where a piece of furniture had to go, but otherwise had no problem from the labels on the boxes.
After the last box was set down in the kitchen next to them, the man carrying the box said, "Ok, I think that's it, ladies. You need help moving this furniture?"
Suzuki answered excitedly, "Nah, we still have to figure out where everything's gonna go after unpacking all the boxes. Thanks though!"
He nodded, "No problem." The men all headed out and bid a farewell to the girls before leaving.
"Well, what now?" Suzuki asked, glancing at Hana as she looked over the boxes.
"Do you want to start unpacking all my stuff and get my room set up?"
"Sure!"
After hours of unpacking all the boxes in every room but the master bedroom, putting her bed back together, and moving all the furniture; they both collapsed on the couch in exhaustion.
". . . That sucked." Commented Hana as she blew a strand of brown hair out of her face. Suzuki snorted and fell into her friends lap.
"Be glad you had me to help you or you would have been stuck doing this for days." Suzuki beamed up at Hana.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Hana retorted, cracking a smile. "You wanna crash now? It's nearly sundown."
"I know! I can't believe it took that long to unpack everything, we got here at noon! I'm so tired!" The other girl wined.
"Let's go then, we'll sleep on my bed for tonight." Hana lightly pushed Suzuki off her and stood up.
Suzuki looked up at her with pleading eyes, "Can I sleep here? Please? I don't want to get up!"
Hana rolled her eyes, "Nope, we still need to take showers and stuff, now get up." She grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. Suzuki groaned as they both headed down the hall.
They both woke up early and made breakfast. The two sat around the house the last few hours before noon, talking and hanging out. When noon hit, both were dressed and walked outside to Suzuki's car.
"I'm gonna miss you so much!" Suzuki nearly shouted, hugging Hana with as much force as she could.
Hana gasped, "Uh, yeah, can't breathe Suzu-chan." She smiled as Suzuki let her go, "It's not like we're never gonna see each other again. We can talk on the phone and text and stuff."
"That's right, we're gonna text constantly! I don't want to miss a single detail of your life here, got it!"
Hana chuckled, "Yeah, I got it." They hugged again as Suzuki stepped into her car.
"Remember. . . Constantly." Suzuki stated firmly with a smile. Hana mock saluted with a slight laugh as Suzuki started her engine and drove off with an enthusiastic wave.
"Bye Hana-chan!" She shouted out the window before she drove out of ear-shot.
Hana looked after her car until it rounded the corner, and then she turned around and went back upstairs to grab her purse and lock the door. It was time to explore the city a bit, find the local super market, her new school, and maybe a park.
