FWG: I own nothing
Aria: What about us? Right Yuri?
Yuri: Hmm, whatever you say sis…
Aria: …
Reasons Why You Shouldn't… … Make Assumptions
The sun was high in the sky and shining through the forest leaves. Resting against one of these trees was a teenage girl, with bright red hair that covered her face. Her blue sparkle skinny jeans held tight against her legs as a grey t-shirt with the United Kingdoms flag on it hung from her shoulders. Her feet, on the other hand, were bare.
Cuddled in her arms was a soft fuzzy blanket; the blanket being yellow with red and purple spots all over it. A child, not even five, was wrapped in the blanket. Milk chocolate hair stuck to her face that was drenched in sweat and her eyes shut tight in terror. The her usual healthy color of creamy peach skin was now paled and clammy.
The older teen slowly open her eyes, to reveal confusion. "Where am I?" She grumbled tiredly before reaching for her head. Confusion etched itself onto her face-not recognizing the surrounding forest. She looked down at the child on her lap. The little girl seemed so familiar to her, but she couldn't place where she had seen the child before.
Trying not to wake the girl, the teenager carefully stood up while holding the smaller figure in her arms. Something was wrong, the teenager's intuition told her, but she wasn't sure what it was telling her was wrong. "First things, first. We have to get out of this forest. Maybe there's a highway nearby..." She told herself, searching for the last thing she remembered.
'Mom and Dad were out for their anniversary dinner, I was about head to bed when I saw it.'
But that's as far as her memory would go which caused her to silently grumble to herself. "Just what happened to me?" She had no clue, the only explanation that she could come up with was that this was all a dream.
In her arms the small child stirred, letting out a long yawn, before resettling into the teenager's arms. The teenager cast the child a glance, before continuing her slightly frantic trek through the forest.
She didn't know how long it had taken her to reach the forest's edge; only that she was relieved at seeing signs of civilization again. Even if this was a dream or some sort of hallucination, she couldn't live by herself with only a child.
When the teenager first saw that small town, her fear reemerged. Every fiber of her being said that something was horribly wrong but this looked like your normal everyday town. There were roads and houses, she could even see children playing in parks.
It was then that she realized just how vivid this dream was, the sights and the sounds. It was all so real, to vivid to be just a dream. But at the same time it was too vivid to be reality either. In fact if she hadn't known better, she would describe it as cartoony.
Of course the teenager knew better than that. Cartoons were just pieces of fiction. Pieces for entertainment and nothing more, this was what the teenager genuinely thought.
Still this discovery brought up conflicting feelings within the teenager. One side told her that this was too much to be just a mere dream; a thought that scared her to her very core. It just wasn't something that she could believe so easily. She couldn't believe that someone could go from their home to a strange place without any recognition of the events. But the other side told that it was all just a hallucination that couldn't be real. No she refused to accept this to be real.
The thought of her being in a coma, crossed her mind. Sleeping peacefully in a hospital room with a truckload of drugs being pumped into her system. That thought was much more appealing than her being drugged and kidnaped. She just didn't like the idea that she had been taken to a strange place by an unknown stranger.
"下午好，你想要一个包子，为您的旅行." A strange voice broke her away from her inner turmoil. A man's voice, she noticed, but it sounded foreign to her ears. Slowly she turned towards the source of the voice. It belong to a man in a long, purple coat that covered his entire body except his face. Large black sunglasses covered his eyes and a matching purple hat was placed on his head. It was curious, but atop his hat sat a baboon...in meditation
"Are you talking to me?" 'He's Asian', she thought giving him a once over. 'Yuri would just love that.' It was no secret to the teenager that her younger sister loved Asian culture, even more than her own American heritage. Thoughts of her sister filled her mind, for the first time since she woke up.
A strong concern for her sister filled her mind. She had no idea where her sister was. That useless, lazy, geek of a sister was completely co-dependent. The teenager doubted that her younger sibling could handle herself without her. Even if this is just a dream, Yuri is still in the real world, along with their parents.
'My parents...' Small flashbacks of dinner at the table and motherly/fatherly warnings filled her head as she realized that, for a dream, she was lost and alone. Her parents had always been very practical, and believed in tradition. Yuri on the other hand, was very modern. The three of them have gotten into tons of fights over the years. The teenager feared what her family was to do without her.
"Sorry, I don't speak Korean." She waved the Asian off, not seeing the funny look he gave her. 'Why is there an Asian in my dream anyways?', she wondered this silently. "Baka. He wasn't speaking Korean. He said, 'Good afternoon, do you want something to eat for the road.' Or something similar to that, in Chinese. I thought that you would at least know that much, Aria."
The bored, soft tone voice of the child in the teenager's arms sounded out. Her eyes scrunched together as she made fun of her older sister. "Yuri?"
~~ Yuri's POV ~~
"Just what happened to me?"
I woke up to Aria's question, and I was having such a good dream too! A magic wish granting centipede sent me to the magical land known as 'Dream Land', where I ruled as one of the twelve fan-girls. It was a perfect dream; too bad I had to wake up from it. A cool breeze sent shivers down my spine. 'Why does it have to be so cold?', I thought as I tightened my cocoon of blankets around me. Determined to stay warm, I let out a long sigh which was muffled by the surrounding blankets.
Why is Aria in my room anyways? Oh, yeah there was a centipede on her wall last night. That must be where I got the wish-granting centipede from in my dream! I remember now after I smashed the centipede with a book it started talking…
It said something about punishment and a wish… Nah, that can't be possible. I mean if it were true, then that would mean that right now we're (I'm including Aria) currently in an anime…
My inner fan-girl just died and went to heaven. Ah, wait a minute here. My one wish, was to be transported into the world of an anime. I didn't specify which anime I wished to be put into. That explains why I'm here, but why is Aria with me. Is that her punishment for calling the centipede an 'it', taking away from everything she knows. I scratched my chin in a Sherlock Holmes like way, thinking. If that's the case then what is my punishment.
Hey, why are my hands so tiny… And my legs… And my body… 'Nonononononononono! Don't tell me that I've turned into a chibi!' Not that there's anything wrong with being a chibi, in fact I think the miniature characters are adorable. It's just that being a chibi means that it'll be harder to earn respect from anyone. Though it does also means that people will automatically assume that I'm a sweet innocent child but if I hate anything it's when people baby me.
The cuteness that is known as "chibi" is a curse, but there has to be a way to use it to my benefit. Maybe Aria knows a way, I guess I'll just have to ask her. The only problem is that I'm going to have to explain everything to her. Knowing her she probably thinks this is a big dream or something.
'下午好，你想要一个包子，为您的旅行.' My Chinese wasn't that good, but I could recognize some of the key phrases. 'Good Afternoon', and then something about food and traveling. But I still knew enough to recognize it as Chinese, unlike my sister that is.
I was still silently snickering at her five minutes after for mistake. "对不起，我的妹妹只有懂英语." I told the Chinese man after I was confidant that I wouldn't break out in laughter. At the same time, I ignored the look of supersize on Aria's face.
She didn't believe that I (as a chibi) was the same person as the me (the teenager). "Yuri?" She asked again, the most hilarious expression on her normally calm face. Oh, how I wish I could take a picture of this moment~
"Yeah, sis." I couldn't torture her any longer, not if I wanted her to help me. I gave her an unblinking stare, trying to read her thoughts, when my sister promptly fainted with me still in her arms.
The effect of gravity was immediate. Aria fell to the ground with me underneath her. "Wha-!" A startled cry escaped my lips. A flash of purple and red filled my vision, the owner of the food stand. I felt the whiplash hit me before anything else. The sudden rush of wind had left me disoriented.
"Are you okay?" The male asked me in English. There wasn't a trace of an accent in his soft mellow like voice. I looked at him and gasped in supersize. His previous outfit had fallen to the ground, revealing a red Chinese uniform and black beady eyes.
He's just a kid, was what my first thought should have been. That is if I didn't recognize him. Fon… But that means, that this is the world of 'Reborn!'
I was prepared to go into any anime world, anyone of the hundreds that I know of. The only exception is the world of Reborn! This is because if it was any other anime I would easily be able to pick a side. In Bleach, I would fight with Ichigo. In Naruto, I would side with either the Akatsuki members or Konoha, depending on which side found me first. The only anime where I could never pick sides was Reborn!
I love all of the characters to much to pick sides, I guess you could call it my favorite anime in that regard. So when I saw Fon, the Storm Arcobaleno, I did the only thing my mind could do in order to cope. I fainted.
FWG: Is it just me or are Aria and Yuri fainting a lot, it wasn't my intention to write them that way…
Aria: Who cares if you didn't mean to write us that way, the point is you did.
Yuri: Now… Now, don't fight.
FWG: I just realized something really embarrassing.
Yuri: Hmm, what is it?
FWG: Not telling, I wonder if anyone else has realized it yet.
Aria: I doubt it, you're the weirdest person that I know
FWG: You do know that I can easily kill you next chapter, right?
Yuri: You could do worse than kill us, though.
Aria: Shush, Yuri. Don't encourage her.
FWG: Please review constructive criticism is highly aspirated.