A/N: I've always wanted an awesome super ninja main character. Now I have one. Yay! I hope that this first scene can connect to the last scene. I started writing the group on the beach, but it didn't really work out.
Kyoya looked up from his laptop at the tap at his open bedroom door. "The door's open."
"I know, but I wanted to knock. It seemed more polite." Nanalee came in and fell on his bed on her back. She watched him look at her from his seat on the edge of the bed. "Did Tamaki tell you the club's going for a walk?"
"Yes." He answered, concentrating on his laptop.
"You don't look like you're ready." He was in dressed clothes unsuited for the beach.
"That's because I'm not going with you guys."
"You're just going to stay put and work on your laptop while we're gone."
"Yes, though I'll probably move from the edge of the bed."
"Why?"
"This trip doesn't pay for itself."
"I thought we were on vacation."
"This is vacation."
"Vacations aren't supposed to pay for themselves." She sat up and looked over his shoulder at his laptop. "That looks like a journal, not a..." She searched for the right words while scanning the words on the computer. Kyoya started to close it, but before he did, she glimpsed 'I kissed her on the cheek.'
"You know what, I am leaving your room now." She got off the bed and walked toward the door. When she reached the doorway, she turned back and added, "You should come walking with us. You'd enjoy it."
"No I won't." He sighed and put the laptop down next to him on the bed.
"Won't?"
"Yes, I won't enjoy it." He got up and closed the door. Outside Nanalee heard the click of the lock.
They decided to walk around downtown Naha (the capital of Okinawa). They would stop at various stores to please Tamaki, who loved to shop for souvenirs. In return, she made them stop at a local bookstore. While Haruhi, Kyoya, and she browsed the books, the others looked through magazines. Each time they gave a squeal, she would close her eyes, hoping they weren't squealing about something that they would inevitable squeal about.
Then it came. It was Tamaki, "Nanalee! Look! This magazine has-" And she was gone, navigating her way through the bookshelves, until she reached the bathroom.
When she finally left, the twins ambushed her outside the door. "Nanalee, why didn't-"
"You tell us you published-"
"manga for a magazine."
"Because you would still have this reaction." She explained tugging out of their grip.
"Hikaru! Karou! Let go of Nanalee!" Haruhi began to help her tug out of their grip.
Kyoya looked around a bookshelf to see the group, "You guys better leave. You're causing a commotion."
The man at the cash register was looking at them, scowling slightly. "Come on guys, let go. I need to checkout."
Regretfully the twins let go of her and she fled to the cash register, paying for the book she had decided to get. The cashier was in his late twenties. When he looked at the name that came up when she paid with her credit card, he asked, "Wait, are you Nanalee Carson the author of the manga in this magazine?" He brought out the most recent issue of the magazine she drew for.
"Yes. That's what my friends were causing a fuss about."
"Can you sign?"
"Yes. Do you have a pen?"
"Here." He handed a pen. While she signed the front of the magazine, he asked, "When's the next issue?"
"I think Sunday. Isn't that when the magazine publishes new issues? I sent my new work earlier today."
"Yeah, it is Sunday, but you don't publish in every issue."
"Most of the time I do. Occasionally they'll have some of their old people who now famous write a short bit. I'd appreciate it if you didn't spread the news I was here."
"Of course."
"Thank you." She picked up her bag and walked out the shop. On the street she was greeted by Tamaki growing mushrooms. Further along she saw Haruhi arguing with the twins, accompanied by a silent Mori and a Hunny eating cake. "What happened this time Tamaki?"
"Haruhi said I wasn't her father!" He sobbed.
"I'm sorry you're upset by that. To be honest, if I were you, I'd be happy that she didn't consider that the nature of your relationship with her. Being like a father to her could put up more barriers."
He gave her a questioning look before he spotted the twins...doing whatever they did t0o her. "Stop molesting my daughter!" He ran off.
"And my words fall on deaf ears." She said to herself, dejectedly.
"They always do." Kyoya had come out of the bookstore. "He is completely unaware of his feelings for her." They began to walk, "As is she of course."
"I know. Talking to her on skype was enough to know that. Though, maybe part of it is that Tamaki isn't the only one who likes her."
"The twins. Especially Hikaru."
"Yes, the twins. Karou just as much as Hikaru, but he's a different person, so its a little different. But Mori too, though he's too devoted to Hunny at this point in his life. Even you Kyoya, I know what you're doing when you add sums to her debt, though, I think your feelings for her are less romantic than the others, though who knows what could happen."
Kyoya was quiet. When she looked back at him, she saw he was reading a magazine. "You're drawings are quite good."
"Thanks." She looked down at her feet; she didn't like getting compliments. She could never figure out how to respond.
"You're not good at receiving compliments are you?" He said, smirking eviliy.
She didn't reply, though she prayed that he wouldn't start complimenting her all the time to torment her with. Until now, he hadn't really had anything.
"How long have you written for these guys?" He asked.
"The next issue will be the tenth with my work in it. Actually, I'm well on my way to have the first volume published."
"The Ootoris publish multiple magazines. You could write and draw for one if you wanted."
"No thank you."
"Why not?"
"The day I will make a business agreement with your family will be the day hell freezes over. I would regret it quickly."
"Why so?"
"Because Kyoya, business partners are different from friends. And it can tear friends apart. Look what its done to your own family."
After a moment, her answered, "And you consider me your friend?"
"Of course. Why would you doubt that?" He was saved from answering because they caught up to the group, due to his long legs and Nanalee's determination to maintain the same pace.
She closed her eyes, listening to talk of the group, enjoying the small warm breeze. Suddenly, several voices yelled,"Stop!"
Her eyes flew open, and when she felt the barrel of a gun touch her back, she reached out.
"It's okay. Mori and Hunny are incredible martial artists. They can protect us, so don't be afraid. " Kyoya looked down at her, comfort in his voice, his cheeks a little red.
"I know. I'm a martial artist myself, and I'm not afraid."
"Then why are you holding my hand?" He asked quietly.
Then she realized that she was holding his hand. His warm large hand felt nice to her small hand;his fingers, interlaced with her long, thin, pianist fingers was reassuring. She fought herself and lost for once, blush reddening her face. She let go of his hand. "Sorry."
Her mind concentrated on the current problem, she looked at Mori and Hunny, indicated for them to wait before they launched their attack. She turned slowly to the man keeping her captive, and asked, "What do you want with us?"
All responded at once. It was eery. "Our master wishes to see Nanalee Carson. He wishes to punish her friends."
Her eyes hard, she asked, "Why does your master want to punish my friends?"
"Because." They responded simply. "It will be better for all if everyone surrenders."
"No fucking way!" She yelled at their attackers. She nodded at Mori and Hunny. Simultaneously, they attacked their attackers. She tried to disarm hers of his gun while punching him. She wasn't sure if they had the same reaction, but she would guess so from the yells. The gun was attached to his body, and his body was hard as steel. "They're made of metal! At least that explains while I didn't hear them approaching." She dodged his metal punch.
Jumping over him, she striped off her dress, revealing a tube top and short shorts. She quickly blindfolded the head with the dress. He began to fire his gun randomly. Worried that a stray bullet would his one of her friends, she removed a hidden dagger from her shirt and stabbed the back of his mechanical head, effectively stopping the machine.
For the next machine, she emptied the contents of her water bottle on him. While it didn't completely stop the machine, it slowed down, and she could tell that, like most electronics, water affected them. "Water! Use water to fight them!" She managed to drag her current robot to the sea, just on the other side of the road.
Eventually, they defeated all of the devices. Nanalee was drinking from someone else's water bottle. As she finished, she realized there was one left that had cornered Tamaki. Then she saw it had a knife.
She jumped up and started running toward them. She kicked herself for running as slowly as she did. By the time she got to them, the machine was already in the action of stabbing him. The best she could was to launch herself in front of him, yelling, "Rene!"
She felt the knife stab and slice her as she launched him away with her legs, using the last of strength. Tamaki looked down on her amazed. "Why did you sacrifice yourself for me?"
Faintly, she answered, "Because Anne-Sophie has already cried too much. And you're my friend, Rene." She fainted.
A/N: Will she survive? Will she die? You'll find out in the next chapter.
No, don't actually worry. I don't want you to hate me. So I'm not going to torture you. I just felt like being irritating, so all you have to do is scroll down!
Talking to yourself in Authors notes is fun.
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Light. Light through the storm. While the tornado rushed toward her, a sunbeam rushed out. She felt the warmth all over her. It was a sort of bright red on her eyelids, urging them to open. A sudden burning sensation in her stomach. She opened her eyes.
"She's awake!" A loud voice, Rene's, squealed.
"Quiet please." She croaked.
He fell quiet. She struggled to sit up, and felt, rather than saw, other hands helping her. Another hand kept the sheet up and once Nanalee was sitting against the headboard, the hand handed her the balled up end of sheet. She took it, but looked up at Haruhi, whose small hand had held up the sheet.
Haruhi mouthed, "Your naked."
Nanalee looked under the sheet, which more like a blanket, and saw that she was indeed naked, except for simple white panties. Obviously hospital issue. Then she performed a double take on her own body.
She had a scar or a sewn up cut, (she wasn't sure what it classified as, not being that interested in medical stuff) which started near her navel and went up her torso, to gently wrap around part of the top of her left breast.
Nanalee looked back up, "Um, hello. Good morning. What happened?"
Hunny tugged at the blanket on one side of the bed. "After you saved Tama-chan, we brought you to the local hospital."
Surprisingly, Mori continued, "The main doctor had gone on vacation. The only people there were a bunch of nurses and a few, rather unskilled doctors. The only good doctors were a couple hours away by plane."
The twins said, " Kyoya insisted on operating on you." If she could have easily moved her head, she would have twisted it to stare at him, wherever he was in the room. "We think that he just wanted to see you naked, but he was the most certified to perform surgery."
"It wasn't a very bad cut, but those doctors were highly uncertified." That was Kyoya. She found him now, sitting in the corner of the room, staring into his computer (she noticed that, for once, he wasn't typing).
Haruhi leaned in closer. "Even though he said the cut wasn't bad just now, the people there told us that, while it wasn't deep, it cut close to your heart, and could have caused serious problems if not dealt with immediately. That's why you couldn't wait for another doctor to get there." That reminded her where the cut ran and she blushed. It hadn't been some nameless doctor operating on her, it was Kyoya.
Haruhi continued, speaking softer, "Even before he knew about the severity of the cut, he was very worried about you. After the surgery too. The Shadow King really likes you, Nanalee, though who wouldn't know." Her voice returned to its normal volume. Nanalee's little bubble of resentment at his absence from her sick bed faded, though she strangely grew a little scared at the same time.
"Obviously whoever gave you that." Kyoya had walked over and was pointing to where the cut was, under the blanket.
"Yes, I'm going to have to see who has grudge for me."
He once again indicated the cut he said, "Its going to scar. There's nothing I could do to prevent that."
"At least I'll be able to impress girls when I'm in a two piece swimsuit. Aren't they supposed to like battle scars?" She fainted again.
Kyoya waved the boys out of the room. "I'm going to go ahead and examine her again while she's asleep, so she doesn't have to be embaressed." Haruhi was allowed to stay.
A/N: I hope I kept my characters, and Bisco Hatori's, in character. I hope you enjoyed my story. Thank you for your reviews, everyone. How many is that now? Four. Four! We so excited! We gonna have a ball-
Sorry, I feel precocious. In the past two days, I've only been to the grocery store and my house.
I wrote this chapter on a different computer with a small keyboard. I kept messing up and it bothered me.
The next chapter is probably going to take a little longer to write, because I've had this part in my head for awhile.
Hope you enjoyed it.