Tasukete!
(a.k.a. Pebbles and Tsuki go to Hogwarts)
By Pebbles (Tennyo Yurika Kei) and TsukinoDeynatsu (Tamashii Tsukino Deynatsu)
Warning: This story is littered with Japanese phrases. There will be a section at the end of each chapter with the translations.
Authors' Notes:
Firstly - Harry Potter belongs to neither Pebbles nor Tsuki. This story was written for 3 main reasons - 1) for the hell of it, 2) We like Harry Potter! and 3) to see what would happen to Malfoy if Tsuki went to Hogwarts (Tsuki: Run and hide, cherub..... Oh, isn't he just the cutest!! *eyes glint evilly*)
Secondly, uhm, is there a secondly? Yeah! This is our first Harry Potter fanfiction so some of the characters may be a little OOC (Tsuki: Malfoy will be ALOT OOC.. At least when I'm through with him. ^_^)(Pebbles: Oh God... If you really do exist, help him now.)(Tsuki: DON'T RUIN MY FUN, KEI-CHAN! ;_; *sulks*) and don't be too hard on us!
Chapter Three - Kogitsune-chan ga Arawareru
(a.k.a. Little Fox-chan Appears)
Sighing, the big, stupid, beefy Slytherin girl from chapter two looked down into her plate of delicious, steaming hot whatever-it-was and tried to pretend it was something unedible. Or was that meant to be edible? She wasn't quite sure, but that didn't really matter.
In fact, nothing really mattered since that Yuri-ki... You-ry-kay.. uh.. Yeah, that girl and that Tsoo... Suity-no.. uhm.. since THEY had come to Hogwarts.
Yes, it was true. Malfoy could ignore someone.
And it just hurt to have your heart ripped out like that!
"Hey, do you want some.." The perky voice cut short as she turned, glowering, to face the slightly-optimistic first year boy next to her. She growled, and the boy cowered in fear. The growl pleased the girl, as it served a larger purpose than was originally thought and the boy got up and ran out of the hall in tears. Now, she could return to her thinking.
Where was she?
Oh yes, that was it. Hair curlers.
She hated the way they made her hair curl. In fact, she hated the way they were - why did she have to use some stupid Muggle accesso... uhm.. aksesso-raizor thingy anyway?
Oh right, that was it, because her beloved Malfoy liked curly hair. And as long as he thought she was doing it via witchcraft, that was fine with her.
Although, maybe telling him she used curlers wasn't such a bad idea.
After all, he was wearing them to the table this morning.
Damn that Suity-no. SHE, uhm.. what was her name again? Well, that wasn't important. The important thing was that SHE should've been the one hanging off his neck for the last four weeks, SHE should've been the one curling his luscious blonde, silky hair and telling him just how gorgeous he was.
Damn that Suity-no. Damn her to hell.
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Malfoy hit his head against the table. Repeatedly. Sometimes, the pain could make him forget reality. Just last year, he had been the most popular guy in the school - well, in the sections of the school that mattered, had 40 drooling fangirls, 2 loyal - but rather stupid - goons and the most fabulous hair in the school.
Well, second only to Professor Snape.
ANYWAY, where were we? Oh yes, he was the most intelligent person he ever knew and by FAR a better Quidditch player than that Potter boy.
But now, where was it all? What did he have to show for it all?
'Let's start from the bottom of the list and work up,' Malfoy reasoned - well, as much as one could reason while hitting one's head on the tabletop.
The Quidditch season hadn't officially started yet, so he was definately still a better player than that Potter boy. He was DEFINATELY more intelligent than anybody he knew - and everybody he didn't, for that matter. He sorta still had the second-most fabulous hair in the school, except now it kinda hurt him and was all bumpy... Oh yeah, another bad thing he'd developed - there was this high pitched, continuous sound ringing in his ears almost all the time... It sounded like it was saying something...
"Mou, Onee-chan, don't ruin your pretty hairstyle! It took me so long to hold you down this morning, how could you ruin it so fast!" Oh right, it was...
Somewhere in the far corner of his mind, a strangely familiar voice warned him to stop hitting his head or risk losing his life. He wondered for a moment whether he should acknowledge this knowledge, or completely ignore it. 'As one usually tends to do when one is presented with good advice,' taunted the voice.
Easily pissed, Malfoy decided to teach the voice a lesson. And so, with one almighty crash, Malfoy sent his head through the table and his mind into the depths of semi-consciousness, teaching that annoying voice a lesson it'd never forget.
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A flash of white filled the room and a half-angry, half-amused and half-victorious voice yelled something in a strange, unintelligable language.
After a few moments of hearing this, the students in the great hall became vaguely aware that this was actually in English, it was just rather... fast. Tsukino, by some method unknown to man, had managed to fit about 50 words into 5 seconds and had been continuing at this pace for a full minute.
She was also currently suspending her victim - sorry, did we say victim? We meant 'friend' - Draco Malfoy a good five feet above the broken table and using some sort of white light to turn his hair several colours and replace the hair-curlers that had fallen out during his little rebellion.
Believe it or not, this strange occurance didn't even raise an eyebrow in the Hogwarts Great Hall. For, you see, it had become commonplace now to spend your mornings, noons and nights watching 'That Weird Japanese Girl' 'playing' with 'The Bloody Stupid Rich Boy'.
And no, we, The Almighty Authors, don't care if there were too many ' ' in the last sentance. This is our life story and we intend to tell it RIGHT.
In fact, the only reaction it did gain was, aside from the usual sniggers, was a quiet, self-confident statement.
'I told you so.'
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'Killthevoicekillthevoicekillthevoicekillthevoicekillthevoicekillthevoice'
'How are you going to kill a voice?'
'..... SHUT UP!'
*smirk* 'Make me.'
'FINE!'
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Much to the shock of one Tsukino Deynatsu Tamashii, one Draco Malfoy began clawing at his head with his shoulders. Luckily, the 6 metres of ribbon pinning his arms to his torso had been enchanted and wasn't moving in a hurry so he wouldn't do his hair any REAL damage. Upon realising this, she relaxed and started to search for the source of the 'fun'.
Her eyes fell immediately on Yurika, who whistled innocently and averted her gaze. Grinning, Tsukino appeared next to her and immediately knocked out Hermione on the pretence of glomping her, thus disposing of any possible eavesdroppers.
"Onee-chan no kangae wa atashi no omocha!" Sliding into the seat previously occupied by Hermione and moving Hermione onto the table - thus obscuring them from view - she began chewing absent-mindly on one of Hermione's sausages.
"Demo ne, hitora wo seishinteki na kizutsuite'ru koto ga omoshiroi desu yo!" Yurika continued on as if nothing was amiss with the situation that was gaining a few looks. While Malfoy being tormented, knocked-out and generally beaten up was a regular occurance, Hermione being subjected to any one of these was not and perhaps the shock from this was keeping the other Gryffindors from interrupting the situation.
"Sou da yo ne... Saa, Onee-chan wo mezameru ga ii desu, deshou?" Another flash of white and Tsukino was gone, teleported back to Malfoy's side - so what if it was only a metre's walk? - and leaving Yurika to revive Hermione.
Hermione, very sensibly in fact, did not ask questions.
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A few minutes later, and Tsukino had walked - yes, walked - over to the Gryffindor table and taken her seat between Fred Weasely and Lee Jordan. In her own words "ThepeopleatthegreenytablewerelookingatmefunnyandIdidn'tfeellikescaringaWHOLEtableandbesidesI'mreallyreallyREALLYhungryand all of the food there's on the floor now," at which point she was interrupted by Hermione shoving a sausage in her mouth.
She chewed and swallowed - "Itadakimaaaaaaaaaaasu!!!!!" - then continued to chew and swallow Fred's breakfast.
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Midway through the Great Sausage War - as it was dubbed by Harry - the post arrived. Harry didn't bother looking up - he'd seen no sign of Hedwig for awhile now and Dumbledore had told him not to write to Sirius unless he absolutely had to.
Ron didn't bother looking up either - if there was anything for him, chances are it would've been sent by the family owl and chances are the family owl would collapse on his plate. Why look up when you could look down? One's easier than the other, besides, you'd have to look down eventually. He was not disappointed when his breakfast remained intact.
Yurika, like the many other people at this table, was paying absolutely no attention to the Great Sausage War but, unlike the many other people at this table, WAS, in fact, looking up. It was about time her lazy-assed brother sent her the next issue of Shounen Sunday - well, the latest TWO issues, in fact - and she was damn well going to get it soon otherwise... Well, this is rated PG-13 so we won't tell you. Anybody with younger siblings can imagine the scenarios running through her mind clearly.
Sure enough, about fifty rainbow laurakeets entered the hall just after the owls carrying a large-ish package between them. Quickly, she ushered them down to her and they placed the package in her lap.
She then ushered them towards Tsukino, who, by some method unknown to man - yes, another one - had completely forgotten the Great Sausage War and was now carrying a rather large, unopened packet of bird seed. Considering she's small for her age, we'll leave it at rather large, it doesn't really matter that the packet was bigger than her.
Yurika turned back to her package and opened it. Much to her chargin, there was only one Shounen Sunday - last week's to boot - but that at least ensured her brother's survival for another day. She was *going* to get this week's copy tomorrow, or she was going to start suffering urges to appear at his bedside with a butcher's knife in the middle of the night.
Oh, the trials of being a big sister.
As she opened her book to the Inuyasha pages a letter fell out - of the MAJOR pages! - and fluttered to the floor. She quickly bent down and retrieved it, tucking it away in her pocket before Tsukino caught a glimpse.
Unfortunately, while Tsukino had missed the letter, she HAD glimpsed the Shounen Sunday and was currently flicking through its pages, singing 'I Am' at top volume.
Yurika growled. "Give it back."
All movement in the hall immediately ceased. Yurika had actually growled! And it was at Tsukino in all!
After a few moments of tension-filled silence, the air became filled with ravenous applause.
Yurika sweatdropped, and Tsukino used this moment of confusion to leg it. Book tucked under one arm and all auras, rosaries and anything else that could possibly emit a power signal diminished, she scarpered from the hall and made towards the teacher's staffroom. If anything, she could hide in a closet there and read it.
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Yurika sighed. Again. She wasn't gonna get it back anytime soon.
Then again, she did have the letter.
Then again, she wanted Inuyasha.
Then again, neither Inuyasha nor Lina Inverse - her two idols - would give up.
Then again, they both had kick-ass swords.
Then again.
Tsukino was soooooo dead.
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"la la la..."
"Tennyo."
"Here sir."
"la la la..."
"Weasely."
"..here."
"la la la..."
"Right, so everybody but that Japanese idiot's here then. Take out your-"
"la la la..."
Hermione put up her hand and didn't wait to be called upon. "Uhm, I think Tsukino's here sir.."
Snape glared at her. "Nobody asked for your opinion."
"la la la..."
Turning to Yurika, he glared at her even more. "Tennyo, is your little friend here?"
Yurika blinked innocently. "Friend? What's that?"
"la la la..."
Snape glared more. "While I'm perfectly sure that the concept of friendship is far beyond your comprehension, I want to know if that other damn Japanese is here."
"la la la.."
"....." Yurika narrowed her eyes at the closet and Snape took a step back. "If she is here, she better start running."
The closet fell silent. In fact, the whole class went silent. She was Pissed.
Snape recovered first, however warily. "Uhm, yes, of course... Now take out your couldrens and shut up!" The class blinked at him obediently and remained silent.
A muffled 'hai' emmitted from the closet.
The reactions to this was a rather varied uhm.... variation of weirdness. Yurika ignored it and took her couldren, English Japanese Dictionary and potions kit out of her pocket, enlarged them again and started work. The class blinked at her, then fished about in their desks for their own couldrens and kits and started work too. Today's potion was supposed to be a herbal growth syrum, and was supposed to turn out a dark greenish colour.
Neville's, however, turned out to be florescant orange. Much to nobody's surprise.
Snape patrolled the desks 'to make sure everybody was doing the right thing' (Translation - To Make Their Lives A Living Hell). He reduced Neville to tears several times, stopped and gave Malfoy weird looks - were his shoulders SUPPOSED to be twitching like that? - criticized Hermione for being Hermione (among other things) and sent the closet nervous glances every 2 or so minutes. Oh yeah, he also yelled at Ron for helping Yurika. The dialogue went something like this:
Snape (Henceforth referred to as "The Greasy One" or "G"): What're you doing!?
Ron (Henceforth referred to as "R"): Nothing, sir.
G: It doesn't look like nothing!
Yurika (Henceforth referred to as "Kei-chan" or "KC"): (sarcastically) Me know no English.
G: I KNOW you know no English -
Closet: YOUR BAD!! That should be "I know you don't know English very well"
KC: *glares at closet* *closet falls silent*
G: *shudders* Just get back to your work, Weasely.
R: I've finished my work, sir.
G: Don't backchat me! Get back to your work or you'll get a detention!
KC: demo demo! *glares at G* Me know no English!
G: TOUGH!
*R packs his stuff up and moves to the table next to him, shooting KC apologetic looks. G looks pissed.*
KC: kisama...
G: Now, for your insolence, I want you to start again and show the class how to make this potion. Up, to the front NOW.
KC: but...
G: You know no English. TOUGH. Read off the recipe.
*KC gets up and walks over to the teacher's desk, placing her ingredients, the recipe and couldren on it as best she can - G won't let her take the dictionary. G claps his hands and the class falls silent again, looking on in interest. An aura of amusement was emitted from the closet.*
***End Dialogue***
Yurika stared at the recipe in front of her, feeling a blush of embarrassment spread across her face. The fact that those damn Slytherins were sitting there laughing their heads of didn't really help either, nor the giggles coming from the closet. Snape, however, was enjoying this, and divided his time between smirking at her and glaring at Hermione, Harry and Ron for giving her sympathetic looks of support.
"Well? Are you going to start? Or don't you know how?" Yurika glared at Snape. She was going to have to go and visit Peeves about this. Oh, yes she was going to have a nice little talk with Peeves-chan.
Yurika started picking out the ingredients and placing them in in the order Ron had showed her. She put in the herbyldiggol, the brandywine weed, a shrubbery, 2 eggs and five ounces of water and stirred, oblivious to the looks she was getting from Snape and the class.
"WHAT are you doing, Tennyo!" Cried Snape as she reached out for the Deadly Nightshade.
Yurika looked up at him innocently. "Making a potion."
The closet started shaking. Snape shook too, but for a different reason. "You're meant to put in the nightshade LAST! Stupid girl! Now put in the moss!" Harry noted that his face was rather red. Very red, in fact. Tomato red.
But Snape's red, however, did not even come close to Yurika's. This was the most embarrassing moment she'd ever experienced - apart from the time when Tsuki had pushed her into the snake-filled pit in front of the class, AFTER telling her they were poisonous and BEFORE the teacher told them that they were harmless grass snakes. Her throat had never hurt so much, and her face had never been so red (and the rest of the class had never experienced such a high pitch before). To top it off, Tsukino had taken it upon herself to recount the experience for the next 6 weeks - until, of course, Yurika had had a little 'talk' with her.
But back to the topic at hand. The potion had now turned pink. A very bright, flourescant shade of pink. So bright, in fact, it was lighting up the entire classroom. Yurika blinked and went even redder, the class sheilded their eyes and Snape started spluttering and coughing and looking from the potion to the miko and back again. The closet emitted an aura of approval.
"You stupid, stupid, STUPID girl!! Don't you know tha-"-"
Yurika looked at him with a cross between exasperation and embarrassment written on her face. "ME speak NO English. Me no speak English. I. Don't. Speak. Your. Language."
The closet facefaulted.
Snape choked more. "SHUT UP!!!!!" The class fell silent as Proffessor Snape slowly brought himself back from the verge of hyperventilating. "Listen, just go to the cupboard and get out some more moss and nightshade. And DON'T touch ANYTHING PINK!"
'Blackmail...' thought Yurika sadisticly as she wandered over to the closet. She reached out and placed her hand on the handle - the closet trembled nervously - before pausing and looking back over at the rather-red Proffessor.
"Uhm... aren't those really deadly spiders meant to be in here?"
Suddenly, the door opened and a red and white blur sped past Yurika and out of the door, accompanied by a very high pitched squeal that seemed to be somewhere between 'kya' and 'gumo' and at around 89 decibels. The class blinked and stood there in shocked stupor as Yurika calmly rifled through the perfectly normal closet for some moss.
Hermione, as usual, regained sanity a little bit earlier. 'This is gonna be a loong day...'
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It was now after-school, and Yurika was in a good mood. She'd gotten out of Potions punishment, read her Shounen Sundays, burned the Major pages and left them burning on Malfoy's pillow, successfully sent a letter *cough*deaththreat*cough* to her brother AND managed to get Tsuki to lock herself in their dorm and refuse to come out, muttering something that translated to "big-hairy-spider-got-lots-of-legs-not-coming-out-till-they're-all-gone YOU'REMEAN! hairybigspidernotmovingnotmoving NOT MOVING!!!"
She was feeling good.
On top of all that (!) KITSU was coming!!! She absent-mindedly whistled a tune that had no tune as she skipped along the crowded corridors to Dumbledore's office, reading over the letter in her hand again. Upon suddenly realizing she had about 5 seconds until her brother arrived she abandoned the more mundane method of transport and teleported out in a flash of blue, leaving several very confused students in her wake.
"WHERE'S KITSU!!!???" Dumbledore blanched and a young boy dived behind his desk, leaving a rather wide trail of burnt carpet in his wake.
"Please, Miss Yurika, if you could not be quite so loud!" Yurika looked up at him with a politely inquiring expression, then ignored him for the boy taking refuge under the desk.
"PAB-KUN!! Get your but out of there this minute boy, WHERE is my Shounen Sunday??" A large book was thrown at her in reply, which she caught quickly and leafed through. "eh.. too many Major pages... a, sou da, WHERE'S KITSU!!???"
The boy, Pab, covered his ears and ducked his head further. "Uhm.. it's... it's kinda with Hagrid right now..."
The occupants of the office were temporarily blinded as she flashed out, leaving a wavy trail of blue smoke in her wake. Pab blinked and detached himself from the carpet underneath Dumbledore's desk and looked around at the 'destruction'. It was scary what the girl could cause when she wasn't trying. Dumbledore merely looked at him with an amused expression on his face, then picked up the forgotten Shounen Sunday and started leafing through it. "Ah, Salad Days, I missed you when I left Tokyo..."
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Hagrid was confused. Very confused. In fact, he wasn't quite sure WHY he was confused, but he was. First of all, what WAS this little creature in front of him? It was very cute. It was almost fox-like, with reddish fur and little black bits on its paws and the tips of its ears. It had two lightening-shaped marks - one on each shoulder - of a darker reddish colour, and its eyes were a deep reddy-brown. But the most fascinating thing about it by far was its hair. It almost had a mane like a horse.. but it was more like human hair. If human hair was a cross between hair and fire. Its mane and tail were like living, breathing fire... except it was hair... wasn't it?? He thought it was. And the whole thing hardly came up past his ankle - that would be about Harry's knee, he figured.
But what confused him most was the fact that his hut was suddenly burning merrily and, not only was this thing unlike ALL other creatures - that didn't live in volcanos, at least - and wasn't afraid of fire, it had actually looked around at the blaze, yawned, curled up and gone to sleep on his table! For some reason, the table seemed to be the hottest thing in the room, but it actually WASN'T on fire. Hagrid couldn't figure that out either, and thus he was confused.
Now, why didn't Hagrid get up and leave his hut since it was slowly burning to the ground? He was confused as to that question as well. In fact, the question - nor the concept of leaving - never actually crossed his mind, for at that moment the reds and oranges of the fire was interrupted by a bright flash of blue light, accompanied by a yell of "KITSU!!!"
So, the thing was a 'kits', whatever that was. Made it sound like a cat, if you asked Hagrid. So, one confusing thing sorted, another added... Now onto the source of this fire...
Yurika grabbed the little fox of the table and cuddled it close. Kitsu, the fox, yawned sleepily at her and licked her cheek before snuggling into her arms and falling back asleep, leaving its owner to deal with the... situation. Said owner sighed and stared at the House Owner in wonderment. His house was burning, yet he was sitting there with a thoughtful expression on his face looking at nothing. 'Maybe Tsuki-chan cut his air off for too long...'
Yurika sighed again and clapped her hands, instantly returning the hut to its former state. Shooting a look at the kitsune snuggled snugly into her arms she walked out of the hut, taking her time to get to her common room. She'd already eaten - Pocky was Yummy - and so she was perfectly free to do what the hell she wanted.
Life was good.
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After 'what the hell she wanted' had included slipping Malfoy mint chewing-gum with a knowing look, finishing her hwk, putting out several fires created by Kitsu and doing her best to placate the other Yr 5 Slytherin girls who were doing their best to break down the dormitory door she decided to go to bed, and so she bade the Yr 5 Slytherin girls goodnight, grabbed Kitsu and flashed out, only to reappearing in the dormitory moments later.
Tsukino wisely ignored the collective swearing that quickly sounded from the other side of the door, instead focusing her attention on the little bundle of red fur and flame nestled in Yurika's arms.
"KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Said bundle of red fur and flame was quickly moved into Tsukino's arms, who proceeded to do a form of glomping reserved only for creatures that came up to her knees - necks were quite hard to latch onto when they were around your legs, don't you think? - and surprisingly enough, the fox didn't move a muscle, just glared at Yurika with a rather pained 'why-do-you-let-her-do-this?' expression written across its features.
Yurika took the hint and walked towards her closet. "gumo wo mitsukete'ta ka? Tsuki-chan." Tsukino froze.
"gu-gu-gumo?? datte, atashi wa.. atashi wa.. mou, dame da!" And quickly drew the curtains around her bed, throwing Kitsu towards Yurika. "GET RID OF THEEEEEEEM!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Yurika grinned and opened the door. "Tsuki-chan..."
"Are they gone yet?" Yurika sweatdropped.
"Anou.. Tsuki-chan..."
"I'm NOT coming out until they're deeeaaaaaad!!!!!!!!"
"THERE AREN'T ANY SPIDERS, TSUKI-CHAN!!"
Tsukino took a moment to process this. "hontou??"
"hontou desu."
"You are sooooooo dead little girl."
Yurika narrowed her eyes. "'Little Girl?' watashi wa anata yori mo se ga takaku desu yo!"
"URUSAI WA YO!!"
And thus began the Mighty Pillow Fight of The Slytherin Dormitory, to be recounted for years after in tales told by pillow makers everywhere - they'd taken so much time and effort, they'd reminiscize, to put those unbreakable charms on them.. of course, they were going to a school, and it wouldn't do if their pillows were broken, you know what kids those days were like with pillow fights..... charms didn't work that time... blame the Ministry of Magic etc. - for these two somehow managed to fill each other in on the day's gossip, paint the walls purple AND break the pillows at the same time as hit each other repeatedly and yell random Japanese insults (well, the sources for the gossip and insults weren't really very reliable - a couple of 5th Years who'd lost their keys, apparently) and thus were highly talented.
Eventually, when both sides were happy to declare a tie and Tsukino was about to fall asleep, they threw the pillows back down to their respective beds and fluffed up their own. Lying back on the pillow, Tsukino sighed softly as she fought the age-old battle with the sandman. "So.. *yawn* what else happ-*yawn*-ened today, Kei-chan?" She said sleepily.
"Well..." Said Yurika, pausing for a moment. "I got a letter today."
"Ah, that's nice..." The ceiling was starting to go funny colours and her eyes were getting very heavy.
"It was about Kitsu..." She continued, getting up and making her way across to the door.
"That's nice Kei-chan..." Yep, eyes were definately heavy..
Yurika paused again with her hand on the lock. "My brother's here."
Tsukino sighed sleepily and curled up into the blankets. "That's nice.. WHAT THE FU-!" The rest of her sentence was cut off as a very pissed off Slytherin girl shoved a very hard, big fist into her face, FINALLY sending her to sleep.
Yurika stood next to the open door, coolly surveying the scene. "That was uncalled for," she commented, pulling the curtains shut around Tsuki's bed and moving to her own bed, lying down next to Kitsu.
"She deserved it," Replied the girl gruffly. They'd been locked out for 5 hours, dammit!!
Yurika was amazed. After all she'd done to them, they still sorta-accepted her! Life was good.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO OUR PILLOWS?!!?!?!?"
Life was definately good.
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Japanese Phrases / Words
Onee-chan no kangae wa atashi no omocha! = Onee-chan mind's my toy!demo ne, hitora wo seishinteki na kizutsuite'ru koto ga omoshiroi desu yo! = But you know, mentally scarring people is fun!
sou da yo ne = That's it, isn't it/Yeah, something like that (This is a very wide phrase, but it usually means something like 'That's about right..' and generally indicates agreement)
Saa = Well
Onee-chan wo mezameru ga ii desu, deshou? = It's okay if I wake Onee-chan up, isn't it?
Shounen Sunday = a Japanese manga magazine, contains 'Inuyasha', 'Detective Conan' and other things
Inuyasha = Our current anime/manga major obsession. By Takahashi Rumiko, check it out! *plug plug*
Major = Bad, evil manga. In the advertisement's words it is "Major - Dramatic Baseball Comic". One of the 'other things' in Shounen Sunday
'I Am' = 2nd Inuyasha Opening Theme, by hitomi. KAWAIIIIII song!!! ^_^ go download!
kya = a general screaming sound (girly)
gumo = spider
kitsu = short for 'kitsune', which means 'fox'. In casual speech you would pronounce it 'Kits', like you'd pronounce 'kitsune' 'kitsne' but either way is correct. Kitsune is its full name =P
Pocky = Popular Japanese snackfood, recently discovered by us.
gumo wo mitsukete'ta? = Did you find any spiders?
datte, atashi wa.. atashi wa.. mou, dame da! = But, I'm.. I'm.. I can't take it anymore!
hontou = really / truth
watashi wa anata yori mo se ga takaku desu yo! = I'm taller than you!
Notes
Firstly, Pebbles (Yurika) invented Kitsu. So no take.Secondly - Tsuki waaaaaaah!!!!! Sorry for taking so long!!!!! Pebbles We had many reasons. The main one is - school. Damn exams. Tsuki THIS IS SO NOT FAIR YOU GOT TO GO TO ANOTHER SCHOOL!!!!! ;_; Which means we don't get as much time to write anymore, it's no longer "wanna come over and work on 'Tasukete!'?" because HER school HAS to be an hour away, doesn't it?? *pouts* Pebbles But holidays are coming up! We can work on it then! We'll get chapter 5 out before they finish!
Thirdly - PAB is a codename for Pebbles' REAL brother. So he's NOT a character, and therefore he is NOT stealable. Would tell you what PAB stands for but he wants it secret so that people e-mail him and asks what it stands for =P Pebbles You mean when he gets an e-mail address? ¬¬; Tsuki What's wrong with yours? =P Actually, the relationship me and him have in this is more like the one with me and his friend that I dubbed 'Midget' (he dubbed me 'Jackie Wannabe'). Don't ask. It's just fun to have a victim that fights back. Pebbles You're starting to scare me ¬¬; Anyway, if there are any mistakes in this it's because it's late and we can't be bothered to run through it.
Pebbles And one last thing - DON'T e-mail me about PAB!! The e-mail address is mine, mine I tell you!! My preciousssss.....
Tsuki o_O;; No coke for you..