Here on Komowari

Here on Komowari

An original Sana Hayama fanfic with inspiration from the Fox movie, Here on Earth

Disclaimer: I wish Here on Earth were mine. I wish Kodocha were mine just as much. But they're not.=p

Here on Earth is copyright 20th Century Fox, and Kodomo no Omocha is copyright Miho Obana.

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The movie that the children have seen is supposed to be Here on Earth, but will never be referred as that. All mentioning of the movie is _blank_

Thank you^-^

This story is also rated PG, due to some course language, and the certain things Hayama does=p

Spoilers? Yes. A couple to both Kodocha and Here on Earth.

Here on Earth is a movie.. So basically its all spoiled=p But Kodocha should only be fatal (as in read at your own risk) to people who haven't seen to episode 28 (that's as much as I've seen ;_;)

Enjoy!L

Reminder: You don't have to have seen Here on Earth to get the funny bits in this…… but it certainly will help=)

The movie finished, the crowd cheered, (or cried), but Sana just sat there staring up at the ending credits, and silently comparing herself to the characters on the screen.

Aya who had been sitting right next to her wiped a tear from her eye, and grabbed her purse and quickly got up. Sana followed her, not saying anything. Sure, the movie was sad.. But there was more to it then that!

As Aya and Sana made their way into the night skies outside the theatre, they met up with Tsuyoshi and Hayama who had accompanied them to the movie.

*Babbit* Sana dragged Hayama~!

Ok..

"Oh Tsuyoshi that was such a sweet movie." Aya glowered.

Tsuyoshi didn't want to be regarded as a total reject, sensitive male in front of his friend, Hayama, but he also didn't want to be regarded as a insensitive jerk to Aya.

*Babbit* Oh the dilemma..)

"Uh... yah it was.." he looked over to Hayama, who was looking away, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, I'm safe.. I think I'm gonna cry.. that movie was saaaad! He thought.

"That poor, poor girl' Aya continued to sob.

"Stupid."

"Huh?" a series of 'huh' erupted the air.

"The movie was stupid." Hayama mumbled.

"Hayama-kun, you can't mean that!" Aya shouted.

Finally Sana came out and joined the movie critics.

"Sana-chan what did you think of that movie?"

"I think.... I think...." she started, scratching her head. Hayama waited as patiently as he could. Sana could not have liked that movie. It was... sappy.

"I think, I think.. the other guy should of have gotten the girl."

She finally spat out.

"Yeah me too." Aya agreed.

"But it was nice how the other guy gave up the girl to the rich guy." Tsuyoshi added timidly, quickly glancing over at Hayama, who didn't seem to care what the boy's opinions were. *Phew...*

Aya looked up at the full moon, and sighed.

"That's so romantic.."

"It's stupid." Hayama repeated.

"No it's not!" Aya and Sana shouted, and Sana pulled out her Kodocha mallet and bopped him on the head.

"Owww, OK, OK!" Hayama gave in.

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"Mama!"

Sana shouted, when she made her way back into the huge house that her and her Mama, and her old boyfriend, Rei-kun and Mama's squirrel, Maro-chan, shared.

No answer. Sana sighed, and took a deep breath, and hollered,

"Mama!"

"Saaaaaaaannnnnaaaaa-chan!" came a male voice. Not her Mama, but good enough.

"Mister!" Sana shouted.

'Mister' referred to the black haired, blunt cut man who stood in front of her, and was once Mama's husband.

"Have you seen _blank_ movie, mister?" she asked.

"A movie? A movie? You have to have money to go to a movie right?"

"Riiiiight"

"Can I borrow some money! Please!?" he cried.

"Hmmmm..." Sana thought for a minute, then pulled out a very familiar looking bunny and thrust it into the man's outstretched hands.

"See see! It's full!"

*Babbit* Full of pennies.

"Thanks Sana-chan! I owe you biiig time! So how much is in here?" he smiled, greedily shaking the plastic, and ugly bunny.

Now, Sana was not one to lie, sooo she just said....

"One hundred. One hundred bits of money."

'Mister' being the dunce he was didn't bother to ask what type of money was contained in the jar, which was good for Sana, who really didn't mind losing 1 dollar worth of pennies.

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The quiet of the night never ever lasts where Hayama and Sana come from. Usually the sleepy people, and soothing cicadas, were interrupted by the loud shouts of perhaps Sana-chan getting up for a midnight snack, and finding there is no ice-cream left.

*Babbit* Oh the horror.

(Flies around going somewhat hysteric.)

Or again, Sana-chan, having either a nightmare, or a...... dreeeam.

(Dreeeam meaning she loves it soo much she sings some sorta rap, and wakes up the sleeping city)

Yes.

That is how this town can never get any proper shuteye.

*Babbit* Poor, poor town.

Except for tonight.

For tonight Hayama is up late pacing the floors of his traditional Japanese style room. (Sans the large TV, and big bed.) Trying to think of....

*Babbit* anything?

No.

Of a plan.....

"Damn... what the heck am I gonna do? I've been wanting to go out with her for sooo long, but she just treats me as some big baby."

(We see him as a baby. Good scene=)

*Babbit* What are you talkin' about? You treat her like you think she's worse then the scum under your bed. No worse! The scum under the toilet seat! The scum under the-

Hayama conveniently punches the white flying thing.

"Hayama, don't do this. Hayama don't do that." he mimicked using a high pitched girly voice.

"I'll show her what I can and can't do." Hayama then preceded to kick the wall.

*Babbit*(scowling) You're talking to yourself...

"I thought I told you to leave!" Hayama shouted, becoming very mad at the stupid white bat.

*Babbit* I'm not stupid!

-Me(author) Yes. Yes you are.

"That movie may have been stupid, but now I've got an idea." Hayama stood up on his bed, triumphantly.

*Babbit* Oooooh what's he gonna doo?!

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"You can't get into a fight! Not with him! You're an actor! You'll destroy your face!" Nao's manager pleaded, grabbing onto the boy's pants, and mindlessly being dragged across the floor, as Nao paced out his plan.

"No matter. I'm sick of being second best. I'm supposed to be first first first!!!!!!!!!" he shouted, causing his manager to cover his ears, and let go of his leg.

"But Your reputation! My reputation!" he cried, tears literally streaming down his face.

"Oh get over it. I'm challenging him to a fight to the finish. And I'm gonna win!" Naozumi smiled, clasping his hands together.

Suddenly a tiny, purple, robotic dog,

*Babbit* Think Poochi=p)

came up to him, his tail half-falling off, his one eye popped out, and his tongue sticking out. When Nao saw this, he shouted,

"My robot!" and lunged for the dilapidated thing, and picked it up, hugging it to his chest.

"What happened to you, my metal robotic pet!?" he cried.

The dog being a non-talking robot, stared up at him with those glassy eyes of his, and replied with a pre-recorded message taped into his specially made recorder, in his ear.

'You think you can outwit me that easily? Babbit's not that stupid. (He doesn't sound like that either).' came the low voice of Hayama, Akito-kun.

Naozumi squeezed the already falling apart dog, and said low, under his breath.

"Of course. You know, this means war." He squeezed the puppy again, and it yelped.

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'That cheap, girly-boy. I cannot believe he used a Poochi to spy on me. Of course I'd never think that was a real Babbit.' Hayama thought, while sitting on his bed.

*Babbit* I'm much better looking then that poochi dog thing.

"No. No you're not." He insisted.

"If he wants a fight,, he's got one." Hayama breathed, punching his palm.

*Babbit* (swooning) Oooooh! You're doing this all for the love of one girl!

Hayama ignored him, and turned on the TV.

'Why do I waste my time talking to this imaginary friend anyways?' he wondered.

*Babbit* (while cutting the screen) I've been with him since he was five!

Hayama sticks his face through the now closing scene, and actually acts embarrassed. (There's a first for all)

"That is not true!"

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"Dobedowa, dobedowa, dobedowa." Sana sang, skipping to school the next day.

"Kurata." Suddenly Hayama came up to her, wearing his trademark scowl.

"Yo Hayama! What up!?" she shouted.

"wigger…" he muttered, under his breath.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"OK Hayama! I know what you're doing! You're being silly Hayama!" she slapped him on the back. "you're talking so quietly that I can't hear you. That means you can't say some sorta mean remark."

"What?" he asked.

" Oh Hayama, I'm sooo proud of you!"

"proud of what? What the hell are you babbling about?"

"Awwww." Sana turned away from him. "You're being mister meanie again"

she was doing a perfect acting job of pretending to cry, that Hayama almost believed her.

Wahhhhhhhh!" Sana turned around, and wailed.

"Ok, Ok, shut up!" he shouted.

She whipped around.

"Really? You'll stop being mean?!" she grinned, becoming her normal self again.

"Sure. Whatever."

"Yay!" she grabbed his arm, and tugged him off to school.

"Waiiiit!" he cried.

"Hayama being anxious? Yee pee!"

Hayama pulled his hand from Sana's.

"Enough!"

"Ok, Ok,. I won't bother you like a rug."

"Rug? Don't you mean bug?"

"Yeah sure, whatever."

"Sana…"

"Huh?" Sana turned around to face him.

"Sana…."

'…."

Hayama leaned down close to her.

"Was there ketchup, or mustard……?"

But before Sana could ask what the heck that meant, he kissed her. On the lips…

Again!

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"HAYAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Sana shouted.

"This is the street! The streeeet! There's people and cars! And animals! And they all can see this! Why must you do this to me?! Why, Why, Why, Why, Why, Why, Why, Why, Why, Why?!!!!!!!!" she cried.

"Oh get over it. You're now experienced."

"No! No I'm not!!!!!!!!!!!!"

she pulled out her kodocha mallet and hit him on the head continuesly.

Hayama covered his head, and bent down.

"It's from the movie! The movie!!!!!!" he cried.

Sana stopped.

"What movie?" she didn't wait for him to answer. "How can you blame a poor defensless movie on your perverted ways?!"

"I'll get you back for this! That I will!" she shouted.

"oro?"

"You didn't just say that?! First you kiss me and then you launch a fake Kenshin impression!"

With that she rushed off to school.

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"He did it again?" Aya shouted, when Sana-chan told her her heartbreaking news.

*Babbit* It's not that bad.

"It is soo! What do you know?!

"Oh get over it." Hayama scowled from a corner.

"No! This is the second time! The second time!"

"Hayama-san why can't you think before you do something?" Aya asked, quietly.

"I dunno." Hayama shrugged.

"You don't know anything!" Sana then took a deep breath.

"There we go… I am NOT angry at you anymore." She then turned away, grinning, and pulled out her Nopia.

"Is she gonna sing?" Aya asked.

"Oh God, no." Hayama groaned.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that…" Sana said.

So Sana sang a song… and didn't do her work.

(I'm too lazy to write a rap now=p)

"Ooooh look~! It's a poochi!" Sana shouted after she'd finished her song.

No sooner had she said that, was Hayama up and picking it up, and throwing it out the window.

"Hey!!!!!!!!! Why'd ya do that?" Sana shouted. The lil blue toy doggie ended up in the swimming pool outside.

"Oro?"

"Stop saying that!"

"Hayama-san!" Tsuyoshi suddenly shouted.

"What?" he answered, gruffly.

"Do you still want to come up to my uncle's farm this weekend?"

No. He didn't. But Hayama being, Hayama, absently nodded.

*Babbit* I've failed him as a imaginary friend (boo hoo)

*now the story isn't mindlessly entertaining=p*

"So, Sana-chan anything new happening at that very interesting school of yours?" Zenijirou-san questioned Sana during a live taping of Kodocha at an outdoor café.

*Babbit* And a gas station!

Sana, dressed in a pink, frothy, ice cream service dress, with her hair tied on both sides, suddenly remembered the events of that day.

"The poor poochi!" she hollered, and spooned up two scoops of strawberry icecream, and put them in the waiting bowl.

"Poochi?" Zenjirou asked.

"Yeah Poochi! Hayama kicked it out the window!" she cried.

"Oh. The poor thing." Zenjirou said, clue-lessly.

"So! Whats on the menu for Kodocha today then?" Sana asked, returning to her normal genki self.

"What?!" Zenjirou shouted in disbelief. "You don't know what to do today?" With that he turned around and began to call to all the film workers.

"Sana-chan doesn't know the scripts! Call everything off! Hurry up~!"

Quickly, Sana rushed up to him.

"No, no! I was kidding~! I know the scripts!" she shouted, cheerfully.

"Eh?"

"Yeah!"

"Bring back the camera! Hey you come back here! I never told you to leave!" the absent minded TV host shouted to the confused workers.

"Sana-chan, can I have some icecream?"

Sana looked up to see the big form of her sometimes co-worker, Uchimadiya-kun.

"Sure!" and she scooped him a extra large scoop.

"Thanks!"

"Alright, Sana-chan! Lets begin!" the director shouted. Rei-kun winked at her.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1… Action!"

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"Dad! I'm going out!"

Akito Hayama called to his father. Little did his 'under protective' dad know what Hayama had planned.

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"These are now mine."

Naozumi-kun declared, taking the car keys from his now-gawking manager.

"What? Naozumi-kun you can't mean that! You're only 12!"

He tried to reason with the boy, but before he could finish telling him what exactly was wrong with a 12 yearold driving a car, Nao was already behind the wheel.

"Nao Pleeeeeezzzeeeee!"

The manager cried, knowing he was going to get nowhere.

Nao pulled out of the driveway

"I'll be back before dark!" he shouted.

Nao thought back to when Hayama had the nerve to call him, and challenge him to this.

Then the car stopped.

"Shoot, I forgot to fill it up with gas."

*Babbit* Little boys and girls shouldn't take their parents cars!