AN: Wee, new chapter! Waaai. Of course, it's posting was greatly delayed
due to ff.net shutting down for weeks, and personal laziness. Revel in the
new chapter-ness.
Chapter Four: Kuroi
Maron watched the plane nervously. She, Miyako, and Yamato were getting ready to board it for their summer stay at the American foster home. Even after having several months to become accustomed to the idea, she still couldn't believe that her parents wanted her to do this. Still, something felt distinctly *right* about this, even if Miyako and Yamato were firmly against it. She just felt that it was something that she should do.
"Flight number 4561 from Tokyo to Seattle is now boarding. Please form an orderly line and present your boarding passes for verification."
Maron steeled herself as she walked towards the boarding ramp, ticket in hand. Even if she didn't stay there, she still was obliged to give it serious thought, no matter how against it her best friends were.
Her parents did request it, after all.
Giving the airline employee a sunny smile as she handed her ticket over, Maron didn't worry about it anymore. Her destiny was waiting for her in America, somehow, and she would face it with a smile.
As the plane took off, heading for its destination, no one noticed the small green ball of light that floated around the gate, before giving a frustrated shout and flying off.
Fin Fish had missed her chance.
*America*
Chiaki sat with Sister Mary and Sister Francais, waiting for the flight that carried their Japanese visitor and her two friends. He was worried. What was this girl like? Would she stay? What would she think of him? This last thought was not from a hope of romatic pursual, but rather scared self-conciousness. He was going to be by this girl's side nearly 24/7, and if she didn't like him, there would be problems. Problems such as a young non-English speaking attractive girl trying to find her way around the city alone. He had recently seen her picture, and had been pleased that she was attractive, if in a nice, normal way. It wouldn't do her any good trying to ask directions from people who were less than honorable.
Chiaki shifted. He was bored, and worried, and airports always made him nervous. It, of course, didn't help that this was the very airport that had been the pivotal turnpoint of his life ten years ago.
Sister Mary noticed his figdeting and calmy smiled at him, laying a hand on his arm to soothe him. He gave her a thin smile back. He hated airports.
Of course, just as the plane was landing, Chiaki's pocket decided to move. Or rather, something in the pocket.
Pasting a large grin on his face, Chiaki excused himself from the sisters, lying smoothly that he had to go to the bathroom. He felt slightly bad about it, but he *would* be in the bathroom, just not for the normal reasons, so he didn't feel too bad.
Chiaki calmly walked in, relaxing when no one else was in it. He instantly reached into his pocket and yanked out Access Time, who began gasping for air and praising the Lord for allowing him to breathe once again. Chiaki was not impressed with this show of melodramatics.
"I thought I told you not to move!" He growled at the tiny kuroitenshi, who smiled weakly and fluttered out of grabbing range.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just couldn't stand it anymore! I had to move, or I wouldv'e gone crazy!" Access waved his arms a little, trying to defend himself from his angry ward.
Chiaki just glared. Of all the guardian angels, he just had to get the claustrophobic one, despite the fact that there were very few places that something his size could be claustrophobic in. Still, he couldn't entirely blame the tiny being. He had stayed still for nearly an hour straight, quite an accomplishment for something so energetic.
Chiaki sighed, deciding he had been gone long enough and needed to get back. The girl (Maron, think of her as Maron, Chiaki, she has a name) was probably already off the plane and they were all waiting for him.
"Just be glad that I can't strangle you in public without the threat of being sectioned." He hissed at Access as he grabbed the angel and shoved him back into his pocket.
Arranging his face into an expression of polite indifference, Chiaki walked out of the bathroom. His eyes went for the gate, and sure enough, the two sisters were standing, talking to a girl he identified as Kusakabe Maron, and two other teenagers he assumed were the friends she had taken along. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself, and hoped he would make a good first impression on the girl he was going to be stuck with for two months.
*Maron*
Maron smiled politely at the two sisters who had risen to greet her. One of them obviously knew no word of Japanese at all, but the other one, taller and younger looking than her counterpart, greeted her in fairly decent, if accented, Japanese.
"I welcome you to Seattle, Kusakabe-san." They both bowed, obviously taught to do so when greeting someone, and she bowed back, smiling at them.
"I'm glad to be here, Sister. These are my friends, Toudaiji Miyako-" She pointed to her best friend on her left. "-and Minazuki Yamato." She pointed with her other hand to the class president shifting nervously on her right.
The Sisters bowed to them as well, repeating their greeting to her friends. Miyako bowed flawlessly, smiling at the sisters. Yamato bowed shakily, and stuttered in his greeting, in his typical shy nature.
The Sisters returned their attention Maron. "Kusakabe-san, I am Sister Francais-" The one who knew Japanese indicated herself. "-and this is Head Sister Mary, headmistress of White Oaks. We are pleased that you took up our offer of staying the summer and bringing friends."
Maron bowed again to them, a little awed that the Head Sister herself had come to greet her. Then Sister Francais started speaking again, but it was in English and she was addressing the Head Sister about something. They conversed for a few minutes, before Sister Mary suddenly turned and began speaking to a blue-haired boy who had just walked up. Maron watched them exchange words with confusion. Who was this boy? He appeared about her age, and obviously knew the sisters. Just as the curiousity was forcing her to open her mouth to ask, the sisters and boy turned towards her and her group.
Sister Francais took a step foward, and the boy came up to stand at her side. The sister smiled.
"Kusakabe-san, this is Nagoya Chiaki. He is our only Japanese-speaking ward, and will be you and your friend's guide throughout your stay." Chiaki smiled and bowed.
"Nice to meet you, Maron-san. I hope you enjoy your stay here."
~*TBC*~
AN: *cackles madly* I love cliffhangers. ^^ *gasp* Chiaki isn't such a ecchi in this! So how is he going to irritate Maron now? You'll have to wait for the next chapter to see! ^o^ V!
Chapter Four: Kuroi
Maron watched the plane nervously. She, Miyako, and Yamato were getting ready to board it for their summer stay at the American foster home. Even after having several months to become accustomed to the idea, she still couldn't believe that her parents wanted her to do this. Still, something felt distinctly *right* about this, even if Miyako and Yamato were firmly against it. She just felt that it was something that she should do.
"Flight number 4561 from Tokyo to Seattle is now boarding. Please form an orderly line and present your boarding passes for verification."
Maron steeled herself as she walked towards the boarding ramp, ticket in hand. Even if she didn't stay there, she still was obliged to give it serious thought, no matter how against it her best friends were.
Her parents did request it, after all.
Giving the airline employee a sunny smile as she handed her ticket over, Maron didn't worry about it anymore. Her destiny was waiting for her in America, somehow, and she would face it with a smile.
As the plane took off, heading for its destination, no one noticed the small green ball of light that floated around the gate, before giving a frustrated shout and flying off.
Fin Fish had missed her chance.
*America*
Chiaki sat with Sister Mary and Sister Francais, waiting for the flight that carried their Japanese visitor and her two friends. He was worried. What was this girl like? Would she stay? What would she think of him? This last thought was not from a hope of romatic pursual, but rather scared self-conciousness. He was going to be by this girl's side nearly 24/7, and if she didn't like him, there would be problems. Problems such as a young non-English speaking attractive girl trying to find her way around the city alone. He had recently seen her picture, and had been pleased that she was attractive, if in a nice, normal way. It wouldn't do her any good trying to ask directions from people who were less than honorable.
Chiaki shifted. He was bored, and worried, and airports always made him nervous. It, of course, didn't help that this was the very airport that had been the pivotal turnpoint of his life ten years ago.
Sister Mary noticed his figdeting and calmy smiled at him, laying a hand on his arm to soothe him. He gave her a thin smile back. He hated airports.
Of course, just as the plane was landing, Chiaki's pocket decided to move. Or rather, something in the pocket.
Pasting a large grin on his face, Chiaki excused himself from the sisters, lying smoothly that he had to go to the bathroom. He felt slightly bad about it, but he *would* be in the bathroom, just not for the normal reasons, so he didn't feel too bad.
Chiaki calmly walked in, relaxing when no one else was in it. He instantly reached into his pocket and yanked out Access Time, who began gasping for air and praising the Lord for allowing him to breathe once again. Chiaki was not impressed with this show of melodramatics.
"I thought I told you not to move!" He growled at the tiny kuroitenshi, who smiled weakly and fluttered out of grabbing range.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just couldn't stand it anymore! I had to move, or I wouldv'e gone crazy!" Access waved his arms a little, trying to defend himself from his angry ward.
Chiaki just glared. Of all the guardian angels, he just had to get the claustrophobic one, despite the fact that there were very few places that something his size could be claustrophobic in. Still, he couldn't entirely blame the tiny being. He had stayed still for nearly an hour straight, quite an accomplishment for something so energetic.
Chiaki sighed, deciding he had been gone long enough and needed to get back. The girl (Maron, think of her as Maron, Chiaki, she has a name) was probably already off the plane and they were all waiting for him.
"Just be glad that I can't strangle you in public without the threat of being sectioned." He hissed at Access as he grabbed the angel and shoved him back into his pocket.
Arranging his face into an expression of polite indifference, Chiaki walked out of the bathroom. His eyes went for the gate, and sure enough, the two sisters were standing, talking to a girl he identified as Kusakabe Maron, and two other teenagers he assumed were the friends she had taken along. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself, and hoped he would make a good first impression on the girl he was going to be stuck with for two months.
*Maron*
Maron smiled politely at the two sisters who had risen to greet her. One of them obviously knew no word of Japanese at all, but the other one, taller and younger looking than her counterpart, greeted her in fairly decent, if accented, Japanese.
"I welcome you to Seattle, Kusakabe-san." They both bowed, obviously taught to do so when greeting someone, and she bowed back, smiling at them.
"I'm glad to be here, Sister. These are my friends, Toudaiji Miyako-" She pointed to her best friend on her left. "-and Minazuki Yamato." She pointed with her other hand to the class president shifting nervously on her right.
The Sisters bowed to them as well, repeating their greeting to her friends. Miyako bowed flawlessly, smiling at the sisters. Yamato bowed shakily, and stuttered in his greeting, in his typical shy nature.
The Sisters returned their attention Maron. "Kusakabe-san, I am Sister Francais-" The one who knew Japanese indicated herself. "-and this is Head Sister Mary, headmistress of White Oaks. We are pleased that you took up our offer of staying the summer and bringing friends."
Maron bowed again to them, a little awed that the Head Sister herself had come to greet her. Then Sister Francais started speaking again, but it was in English and she was addressing the Head Sister about something. They conversed for a few minutes, before Sister Mary suddenly turned and began speaking to a blue-haired boy who had just walked up. Maron watched them exchange words with confusion. Who was this boy? He appeared about her age, and obviously knew the sisters. Just as the curiousity was forcing her to open her mouth to ask, the sisters and boy turned towards her and her group.
Sister Francais took a step foward, and the boy came up to stand at her side. The sister smiled.
"Kusakabe-san, this is Nagoya Chiaki. He is our only Japanese-speaking ward, and will be you and your friend's guide throughout your stay." Chiaki smiled and bowed.
"Nice to meet you, Maron-san. I hope you enjoy your stay here."
~*TBC*~
AN: *cackles madly* I love cliffhangers. ^^ *gasp* Chiaki isn't such a ecchi in this! So how is he going to irritate Maron now? You'll have to wait for the next chapter to see! ^o^ V!