I FORGOT AT WHAT NUMBER I AM IN SORRY GET A BLANK-NUMBERED CHAPTER AS I ASSORT THE LAST ONE DDD:
I hate the new FF D: Especially the way they changed 'review' to 'comment', and that after you do it says 'the author would like to thank you for your continued support'.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?...
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Disclaimer: Not mine
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The barrage of cascading footfalls alone is his queue.
"What are you waiting for?.."
Kasuka is always aware that his older brother is somewhat on the... impatient side. Shizuo dislikes beating around the bush, and always has a straightforward disposition. If he thinks you're okay, he'll say so. If doesn't like you, he'll say so. If he thinks you're retarded, he'll say so. Even if he didn't throw deserving criticism about, picking out his false impressions is no difficult task.
He's a terrible liar, after all.
Naturally, the younger Heiwajima immediately knew the other's response of "nothing" was complete bull as he watched him run outside for the fourth time that afternoon.
._. ._.
"What?.." Kururi tugged at her older brother's shirt, too short for anything other than a feeble tug at the hems. Orihara Izaya ceased his rabid pacing (or at least slowed down) to spare the little girl a pat on the head. "Nothing to concern yourself with," he reassured, relocating to the living room where Mairu happily played, stacking cherried, wood-stained blocks into mock buildings on the floor. He sank into the plush sofa just a few feet from his braided little sister, "just waiting for something to come in the mail.."
"What?" the older twin pressed, grasping handfuls of his clothing to both strain her desire to know and to use him to steady herself as she climbed onto his lap. Izaya let out a little sigh of exasperation at her actions. Of course, to outsiders, it is a little display of affection: a little girl clamering up to make a chair out of her big brother; a very cute move displaying preferance and even adoration.
However, Izaya knows his sisters.
Kururi wasn't getting off until he tells her.
"Fine fine," he gives in easily. It isn't as if it's top secret information anyway. "Just waiting for some exam results." The middle Orihara wrinkled her tiny button nose at his explaination. "Only?" she looks rather unhappy at the excuse, to which he furrowed his brow in slight confusion. "Yes, what do you mean 'only'?"
Kururi shakes her head, little locks flipping about. "Nothing. Lousy," she releases a sort of pout as she slides from his lap, just as Mairu demolishes her faux civilization with an old stuffed animal that was once his, filled with glee and absolutely oblivious to the scandalized look on her brother's face.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN LOUSY-"
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"WHAT IF I FAILED-"
[Don't be silly, Shinra. I'm sure you did perfectly fine-]
"BUT I SUCK AT MATH-"
[Isn't that why you had Shizuo help you for so many days?]
"AND AT GOVERNMENT-"
[Well, Izaya had to serve for something, right?]
"BUT I'M NOT AS GOOD AT LITERATURE AS KADOTA CELTY MY LOVE WHAT IF I GOT THE LOWEST SCORE-"
[WILL YOU CALM DOWN ALREADY?] The Dullahan promptly smacks the hyperventilating boy, hoping it would soothe both his crazed state and her frayed nerves. She takes a moment to type on her PDA, fingertips creating a resonading pitter-patter on the glass screen as she completes her last sentence. [I don't know why you're freaking out so badly. It's not as if it'll affect your grades, it's just for university credit, right?] Celty holds the electronic to him as the aspiring doctor fixes his askew glasses.
Shinra gives them a firm push on their position at the bridge of his nose, much calmer now. "T-that's true," his voice shakes a bit, still coming down from his frenzied high, "but it's good to pass them! It gives one a head start, a start before everyone else. Plus, I spent a year on this, if I didn't pass it would be a real punch to the face!" his sentence ends with a twinge of despair at the mere concept of failing. Celty let her shoulders fall a bit, showing a mock sigh, as she returned to her PDA to display a fresh note.
[You're already pretty ahead anyway, even without proper credits. You can only wait for now, no use stressing over what you have yet to know, right? It'll arrive soon; so don't freak.]
Shinra manages a smile in appreciation, one that warms her chest and makes the little puffs of smoke from her neck falter a bit. "Thank you, Celty," he sounds cheerful, which increases the stupid little fuzzies within her to an embarrassing degree. [No problem.] she manages, a peaceful silence spilling between them.
"WHAT IF I FAILED ECON TOO-"
[SHINRA-]
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If anyone asks him, Kadota Kyohei did NOT run out of his house the moment he caught sight of the mailman depositing a wad of envelopes into his family's mailbox.
He did not.
Yanking open the little door on the property side, Kadota just about broke it off Shizuo-style as he scanned the sender addresses, tossing the rectangular pouches void of the domicile he awaits over his shoulder. His family's tamed Akita catches a few of the parcels, mostly junk mail, and began happily tearing into them. The Third-Year didn't acknowledge the dog's antics, his mind currently occupied with the fact that the reply he has been awaiting for weeks is now in his hands.
Kadota feels the canine begin to nose his thigh, almost as if questioning what is absorbing so much of his attention. "Nothing, nothing," he speaks aloud, giving the dog a few affectionate stokes along its fur. Turning back towards the house, at a much calmer rate with the Akita right at his heels, he breaks the seal and pulls the small packet out.
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"W-well?" Shinra's voice shakes a few fractions, glancing between his particularly silent friends. Shizuo glares at him.
"What do you mean 'well?', I'm not showing anything until I see yours."
"I don't want to show anything!" Izaya childishly wails, cradling his schoolbag in his arms as if the action would provide a wall of protection, "Dotachin, Dotachin~ WHAT DID YOU GET-"
Kadota flushes at the abrupt attack from the boy. "No way," he crosses his arms to fortify his meaning of 'no'. The blond grits his teeth in annoyance, roughly running a hand through his hair. Not even homeroom yet and he's already irritated.
"How about we throw them all out at the same time?" he offers, "that way not one or the other will be put in the spot, yeah?" The raven gives the other two boys a glance, to which they nod and shrug, finding the idea to be better than dancing about the issue for the rest of the day.
"Okay, fine!" Izaya digs the envelope out, the other three producing identical ones out of their schoolbags, "on the count of three.. one, two..."
He strays on the final number until Shizuo yells at him to hurry it up.
"THREE-"
They throw down the folded sheets dramatically on Izaya's desk as if they were grenades, immediately scouring through all but their own.
...
"OF COURSE SHIZU-CHAN WOULD PASS CALCULUS-"
"Oh look! We all got the same Economics score!"
"SHINRA HOW DID YOU GET THAT FOR LITERATURE-"
"CELTY SAID IT WAS GOING TO BE ALRIGHTTTTTT-"
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Oh look I did it in present tense~
I got my AP scores, failed Calc (expected that), got 2 for Lit and Econ, and passed Gov C': I SUK *angsts*
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IMPORTANT NOTE
Someone came up with a slight complaint about missing the action between our lovable four Raijin boys, and I'll openly say that yeah! They're right! XDD Last chapter is the only chapter that will ever have the three... suitors... so concentrated. I did plan to add other chapters, which depict how they came to the place in which they are at all the way from parents and birth to now (I mean seriously.. Canada to Japan?.. WAT-), but since those wouldn't include DRRR! characters and therefore would be an original creation, they'll all be published seperately over at my FictionPress account C: Technically, I have a chapter done, but it is one that is much further down the line, so you don't get it sorry C: Don't bother searching either, it's empty XD
Also, I am extremely unhappy with the quality of the past chapters, so those are seriously getting edited :/
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For anyone that PMs me, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to touch FF anymore other than updating this story, so yeah, sorry. I'm on tumblr just about 24/7, so if you want to catch me there you can! Tumblr name is identical to this one, arancar-no-6, so it is up to you gaiz, ok~
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Even then, I appreciate the reviews (they kinda steer what type of chapter I write next), so please do continue reviewing~!