Yay, a second chapter for Beastly! Hey readers! I send my deepest apologies for a very, very late update for this fic. I thought I already finished it. And it should have been finished eons ago! I overlooked it, I centered my focus on the introduction for 2-in-1 ID Game, I neglect the other! Sorry, guys!
I just hoped this one would be shorter than the first one, though.
By the way, my favorite manga creator, Mr. Shinobu Kaitani (the creator of my fave, One Outs, and my second fave, Liars Game), accepted an interview from a fan under the name of DJ Broken Wang (Hey, that's me!). I just wrote a fan mail FOR FUN only... I never expected that he would be the one to read it. Not his editor, neither his PA. The best news: he's going here. IN. MY. HOUSE! I should have been the one to go to Japan in order to meet him personally, but he is too humble to go here to the Pearl of the Orient.
It would be two weeks from today, so I better prepare myself for the inevitable, miserable, and eventually exhilarating visitor!
Good luck to me dudes!
While we're at it, let me show to you the second chapter of my fanfic Beastly :)
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Beastly: Chapter 2
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BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
"W - What... Beauty and the Beast? Was that even now in our generation?" A random student from Midori Middle School crossed her arms as she huffed boringly that Haru wants to pull that girl's hair off. So what if it's an old story? It still had its romance and drama with a happy ending... and most importantly, a prince charming. She sighed as she glanced over her future husband, Tsunayoshi Sawada.
The two biggest schools in Namimori had teamed up to construct a graduation presentation to impress the visitors from Kyoto and Chiba Prefecture in their small community. Luckily, Hana Kurokawa from Namimori Middle School was voted for being both the story producer and story director of the play decided, which was entitled as Beauty and the Beast.
At the background, together with the other Namimori Middle School students, Tsunayoshi Sawada and the horde of his noisy friends gather up to talk about the great play they will have.
"Isn't it fun?... We are teaming up with the Midori students in this play!" The ever fun-looking Takeshi Yamamoto said to his friends.
"Che! I don't want them to join their mixed stupidity!" The short-tempered Hayato Gokudera spat as his fangirls from the all-girl-school swooned with heart-shaped eyes.
"Which reminds me... Haru-chan also studies in Midori too, right?" Kyoko Sasagawa asked the group in which the bomb head replied. "That stupid woman? Oh, yeah... no wonder she's an idiot... The school is full of stupid people, too!"
Yamamoto had his carefree smile while patting Gokudera's shoulder. "Hey, hey Gokudera... you always call people in our school stupid as well, right?"
On the other hand, Tsuna sweatdropped at what the silverhead had said.
Gokudera... that's harsh. I could not help but agree with Yamamoto-kun... Everyone's stupid in your eyes. What's worse, you give them names, too!
Gokudera swatted Yamamoto's hand on his shoulder. "Shut up, baseball freak!... " When he accidentally locked his glance with the brunette boy, he smiled like a love struck puppy. "... and no, not Decimo! HE'S AWESOME TO BE CALLED STUPID!"
A ravenhead standing at the corner with an intimidating aura glared daggers at the student from the all-girls-school with his signature tonfas. "Not respecting the higher-ups on their decision is a grave violation of a student."
Hearing the prefect's frightening voice, The coward boy suddenly ducked like he was experiencing an earthquake.
"Please, keep it down so Hibari-san would not notice us and bite us to death... "
Unfortunately, the brooding skylark saw his stupid position and threw one of his tonfas like it was a boomerang without anyone noticing it. As a result, the young Vongola boss whined silently, as a red bump started to swell on his head. And of course, Gokudera attended to him like a mother he was. Kyoko saw this and she laughed. What a lucky day.
As a result of the delinquent's torturous icy glare and a gleam from the metal inside his clothes, the girl bowed her head to apologise to the story producer and director with a long wavy hair wearing a Namimori Middle School uniform.
Hana Kurokawa inwardly thanked herself for having a colleague like him, despite of his volatile nature. It's what we called the 'perks' of being a producer. She nodded her head in her self-agreement.
Hn. Hibari-san is right. Respect me, you idiot.
Hieee... having Hibari-san in the hall as Kurokawa-san is a tyrannic combination. The no-good kid thought to himself.
The black-haired girl cleared her throat to get the student body's attention. "We choose this story, because it represent our life as a student. Think about it and do not tell me who they are..." A silence ensued, and then she continued. "Who is the 'Beast' of your life?... Who is Belle? What about the curse? Do you experience some curses in your life that you almost gave up?"
Wow... Hahi! Kurokawa-san is a great pursuer... Haru wants to be like her someday... Haru thought to herself.
"Ha-ha! She's better than Gokudera to be Tsuna's right-hand man!" Yamamoto said.
The students nodded their heads at her influencing them to shed some light on the story, which was like a minute ago. She even defeated the greatest speakers of all times, because seconds later, she heard the words:
"Oh, hell yeah!"
"Beauty and the Beast."
"Beauty and the Beast."
"Beauty and the Beast."
... and so on.
Not to mention -
"Yeah! Let's vote for Kurokawa-san to be the next Japan's Prime Minister!"
- like that.
... Wait, as far as I could remember, Prime Ministers in Japan is not appointed by the mass, right?... Oh, well... I think Hana would be a great leader.
That's what Haru thought.
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And that's it! The second chapter of the story! Yay to me.
Too short? Sorry, guys.
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Good luck to me and thank you so much for your patience.
