Shin-by obsessivetachigirls
(well this story is pretty much only by the TA in TACHI because the Chi has a hate for the main character that too strong to deal with this story. This hate has caused her to lose all remaining sanity and begin to shout cackle CaCkLe CACKLE CCCCCCAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKLEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Increasing in volume in to the phone until I just had to hang up on her.
Anyway...
This story came to me the other night, in the shower (don't ask-that's where I get all of my ideas.) Okay well I know that all of you Seiryuu haters are going to have a rampage against me, but this story is about Tomo. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely HATE him as much as the next girl, but I wanted to write something that wasn't a cliché and this is the result of my Tomo-Shower thoughts. This story is going to be a brief fic about why Tomo named his shell Shin, why he is a homo, what's with the face paint, etc. don't think that there will be any OVA spoilers in this fic. Okay well now I will SHUT UP and let you all read. And one more thing, PPLLLEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEEE RRRRREEEVVVVVIEEEEEEEEWWW!!!!!
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Chuin stepped out of the shower, wrapping a terrycloth towel around his waist. He ran a comb through the damp strands of his long silver hair. He paused for a minute to look in the mirror. He was pleased with his appearance. The recovery he had made from the battle with depression after his parents' death in a battle towards the beginning of the Konan/Kutou war.
Dealing with their deaths, Chuin had began to subconsciously kill himself, by starving himself until he was so thin that his bones were visible through his skin.
One day he woke up and he decided that his parents would not want him to have an early death like him. They died to save Kutou and Chuin, their only son.
From then on he began to rebuild his body, gaining muscles and becoming abnormally healthy.
Something was missing, though. He still had an emotional bruise in his heart.
Chuin was quickly jerked from his thoughts as he remembered that he was supposed to go to the market today.
He quickly dressed into some blue robes and stepped out of his hut into the bright sunlight.
As he walked into the market, he looked around for something new to buy.
He had a collection of interesting little trinkets that he picked up here and there and whenever he shopped, he looked for additions to that collection.
He finally found something that caught his eye. A tiny shell that laid on a table to his right.
Chuin trotted toward the table, pulling out his moneybag. He was about to throw some money down when omething else caught his eye. It was the seller.
Looking right back at him was a girl of about 17. She had light pink hair that cascaded down to her ankles in waves and ringlets. She was slightly pale and she had small bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the sun and there was a twinkle in her soft blue eyes. She wore peasent clothes, making her look poor, but nevertheless, she was beautiful.
And to Chuin, in that moment, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
(well this story is pretty much only by the TA in TACHI because the Chi has a hate for the main character that too strong to deal with this story. This hate has caused her to lose all remaining sanity and begin to shout cackle CaCkLe CACKLE CCCCCCAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKLEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Increasing in volume in to the phone until I just had to hang up on her.
Anyway...
This story came to me the other night, in the shower (don't ask-that's where I get all of my ideas.) Okay well I know that all of you Seiryuu haters are going to have a rampage against me, but this story is about Tomo. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely HATE him as much as the next girl, but I wanted to write something that wasn't a cliché and this is the result of my Tomo-Shower thoughts. This story is going to be a brief fic about why Tomo named his shell Shin, why he is a homo, what's with the face paint, etc. don't think that there will be any OVA spoilers in this fic. Okay well now I will SHUT UP and let you all read. And one more thing, PPLLLEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEEE RRRRREEEVVVVVIEEEEEEEEWWW!!!!!
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Chuin stepped out of the shower, wrapping a terrycloth towel around his waist. He ran a comb through the damp strands of his long silver hair. He paused for a minute to look in the mirror. He was pleased with his appearance. The recovery he had made from the battle with depression after his parents' death in a battle towards the beginning of the Konan/Kutou war.
Dealing with their deaths, Chuin had began to subconsciously kill himself, by starving himself until he was so thin that his bones were visible through his skin.
One day he woke up and he decided that his parents would not want him to have an early death like him. They died to save Kutou and Chuin, their only son.
From then on he began to rebuild his body, gaining muscles and becoming abnormally healthy.
Something was missing, though. He still had an emotional bruise in his heart.
Chuin was quickly jerked from his thoughts as he remembered that he was supposed to go to the market today.
He quickly dressed into some blue robes and stepped out of his hut into the bright sunlight.
As he walked into the market, he looked around for something new to buy.
He had a collection of interesting little trinkets that he picked up here and there and whenever he shopped, he looked for additions to that collection.
He finally found something that caught his eye. A tiny shell that laid on a table to his right.
Chuin trotted toward the table, pulling out his moneybag. He was about to throw some money down when omething else caught his eye. It was the seller.
Looking right back at him was a girl of about 17. She had light pink hair that cascaded down to her ankles in waves and ringlets. She was slightly pale and she had small bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the sun and there was a twinkle in her soft blue eyes. She wore peasent clothes, making her look poor, but nevertheless, she was beautiful.
And to Chuin, in that moment, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.