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Stick to the script!)
Whitney: I have decided, on behalf of the 'younger' (translation: immature, with the exception of the one's who literally are young.) readers, that this chapter: Is going to be -that- chapter Will not contain much swearing, maybe . oh, say, once or twice, and not 'heavy' (translation: no 'f' word, which I hope you know what that 'f' stands for, and if you don't, then that's exactly why it isn't in here. this chapter, anyway, and no strings of cussing. since this fic is rated PG- 13 and not R.) Will make this section of the story shorter, since I'm bringing on the um. 'thing' early, therefore, ending this third of the story to a close in about. maybe I'll hold it out for ten more chapters. if I can even write that many. Well. there is no 'D', but apparently Grandma got ran over by a reindeer. (Man, I have got to stop listening to home burned CDs, especially if Ashley burned them.)
Simon (from inside closet): What!? No swearing?
Whitney: I said no heavy swearing.
Cloud: Why?
Whitney: Because there are younger people reading this!
Cloud: Oh. I see.
Whitney: Good, because I don't feel like explaining it to you.
Moogle (Kingdom Hearts and a whole bunch of FFs): *holding a Nikita that's twice its size* John Wayne told me to BURN THINGS! (You'd have to read my 'Now Advertising' at the bottom to understand.)
Whitney: OH, MY GOD!!!! Get it away from me! *runs*
Yuffie: It'S aLwAyS tImE fOr MaGiC kOoL-aId! (Again, you have to read to understand)
Whitney: All of you, get out! I have enough muses!
Magic Kool-Aid Man: *bursts into studio* OH YEAH!
Whitney: *bangs head on desk* WHY ME!?
Simon: I just hope Towairaito Zoon doesn't sue you for taking all her work.
Whitney: I didn't take em! They came on their own! And I wish they would leave!!!!!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!!
Riku (Kingdom Hearts): Wanna cookie?
Whitney and Simon: O_o;;
Riku: *shrugs* *walks away*
Whitney: Anyway. Engage chapter 5 now! *cool sound and light effects*
+Chapter 5+
Alice McCoy drove everyone home. The end. Just kidding. I really don't want to explain everyone going home, but Rika and Ryo were let off at the same place, what a coincidence, since their houses were out of Alice's way, and they decided to just walk. Blah blah blah. So, here they are walking down the street. (I know, I just put so much description in these things. lol)
"Ryo! Fan girls!" Rika screamed looking ahead of the two, laughing hysterically when the boy ducked and looked around frantically.
"Rika! Don't do that!" he said, half embarrassed, half frustrated.
"Sorry," Rika muttered between giggles. The young man put a look of mock hurt on his face..
"Why must you torture me?" He asked, putting on an innocent look. "What in the world did I do to deserve this?"
"You were born, Akiyama," Rika said, her eyes glittering with amusement. She liked this situation, all the better to make fun of Ryo.
"Haha, Rik. And you shouldn't be talking about the fan thing, cuz you got em, too," He pointed out, smirking at her.
"You got a point there, for once," she said, smirking herself as he gave her a look.
"You guys are so mean to me," he said, walking with his head tilted back and his hands behind his head. (The classic Ryo/Kazu pose)
"Yeah, but we love ya," Rika replied. The two walked in silence for a few minutes, before the silence was interrupted by a new voice.
"Hey, there, Sexy," the voice said, in a tone that you could tell he was smirking. His hands caught Rika's wrist.
Rika whipped around, ready to punch the guys square in the nose, only to be met with the silvery shaft of a revolver, emerald eyes gleaming dangerously behind. She froze, eyes wide in terror.
Ryo swung around, shocked at the scene laid before him: The girl he loved standing in front of a boy looking a couple years older than himself, pointing a gun in her face. He was about to speak, but the boy cut him off.
"Don't move, Pretty Boy," he said without taking his eyes off Rika. His lips curled into a smile when Ryo did as he was told. "You should be glad your boyfriend is obedient, or else he might have gotten himself killed."
"He's not my boyfriend," Rika stated, her voice higher than usual. Something inside her mind clicked. "Y-you!" she stuttered, slowly backing away from him.
"Yeah, Ri, its me," He snarled, still grinning maliciously. He reached out and grabbed her wrist before she could get out of reach, pulling her closer until they were only inches apart.
"I thought I told you to leave me and my friends be!?" Rika yelled furiously, trying to shake out of his grasp. "Leave us the heck alone!"
"Get off her!" Ryo yelled, finally regaining his mobility. He took a few steps toward the pair, his eyes glinting with fury.
"I told you not to move! You've been a bad boy, and now you must be punished!" Before anyone could respond, he pulled the trigger, aiming straight for the Ryo's heart. Before he could pull it again, Rika pushed his wrist, causing his aim to shift. In surprise, he pulled the trigger again, landing a bullet in the other man's knee.
"Kuroi! Don't!" Rika screamed. Her eyes started to water, as she ran to Ryo's side. "Please!"
"Now, be a good girl and come with me," Kuroi ordered, daring her to disobey him. She did. "Now or Pretty boy gets it," he warned, targeting Ryo again.
"No," she said firmly, only taking her eyes off him to look down at Ryo, who was still conscious, but eyes shut tight in pain. His body shivered furiously, and every so often his would cough up blood. His pant leg and shirt were drenched a crimson red. She turned back to Kuroi, who just stood there smirking, his messy, dark brown hair stirring in the breeze. She stood up slowly, violet orbs piercing emerald. Rika was ticked, ad she was going to show him just how ticked she was.
"You hurt Ryo. Now I'm going to hurt you, " she said menacingly, glaring and saying every word as if it were a separate sentence. Kuroi just continued his smirking, placing a hand on his hip and kept the other one aimed at Ryo, waiting for her to do something. He didn't think should would. She did. Punched him straight in the nose, to be exact.
Kuroi flew backwards, hitting the concrete with a soft thud, gun sliding out of his hand and gliding noisily across the sidewalk. When she was satisfied that he was unconscious, she returned to Ryo's side, sobbing softly as she checked for a pulse. Faint, but it was still there. She noticed that he was very pale, very noticeable on his usually deep-tanned skin.
What she didn't notice that Kuroi was awake again, and reaching for his pistol. His vision was blurred, and he couldn't make out the pair correctly, with his last ounce of energy, he pulled the trigger, just moments before passing out again.
Rika jumped, gasping in pain when the carelessly aimed bullet pierced her wrist. She winced, looking up through her vague sight, but Kuroi was no where in sight. It was only when someone came bursting through their front door to see what the commotion was that the agony got the best of her, and she collapsed on top of Ryo, both lying on the rather bloody sidewalk.
+Back at Studio 1332+
Whitney: *sniff sniff* Holy sugar houses in Technicolor! That was so sad!!!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!! Okay, it wasn't really sad. cuz no one died. yet. -Insert maniacal laughter here- Though it is pretty sad how the author notes were longer than the chapter. I couldn't write anything else into it, so it turned out short. What do you guys think of this version? I think its better than the Beelzemon thing. Do you know how hard it is to make a conversation between -just- Rika and Ryo? It is hard! That's why this chapter took so long. So on a lighter note, its time for Whitney's Words of Wisdom!
Never, ever eat fat people. (No offense to anyone. it a long story.) Tom Felton is very, very hot when his hair isn't slicked back Draco-style. Heck, he's hot no matter what! The yellow pieces on a candy necklace taste like Lysol. Live is just evil spelled backwards. (No, seriously) Silence is golden, but shouting is fun! ("GAY PEOPLE TURN ME ON!!!" XDDDDD ASH!!!! LOL) Lemmings are very stupid creatures. It takes two to tango, but one to trip! Number 7 made absolutely no sense. It's time to worry when you can sing anime themes that are in Japanese. that's why I worry so much. *starts singing.* Aishiteta to nageku niwa. Love Conquers All is the best Digimon fic here. XD Whitney's Words of Wisdom ends here, at number 11, and I know you're oh too glad.
Simon: Oh.
Cloud: My.
Moogle: God!
Whitney: No, -OH, MY GOD-!!! Why is there a Moogle still here!? *runs out of room screaming* *pops head back in* And, when did I let Simon out of the closet?
Simon: You didn't. I let myself out.
Whitney: Okay, where did you get a key?
Simon: From your pocket. *holds up key*
Whitney: Huh.? *pats back pocket* Hey! You little perv! You stuck your hand down my back pocket! Wait, you can't unlock the closet from inside. *eyes Cloud suspiciously*
Cloud: *whistles and looks around the room at everything but Whitney*
Whitney: Cloud! What did I tell you about helping Simon's schemes?
Cloud: You didn't tell me anything.
Whitney: Oh. well don't participate in them! And, you, Simon, SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT!
Simon: *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump*
Whitney: *smiles in satisfaction* Okay! ^_^ See ya'll next time!
NOW ADVERTISING:
Title: OH MY SANITY! Author: Towairaito Zoon Category: Games: Kingdom Hearts Rating: PG-13 Genre: Humor/Action/Adventure Chapters: 7, so far Summary: *CHAPTER 7! Spoilers to my new story ahead* Sora is so helpless in this.he keeps getting kidnapped by idiots, mental retards, and insomniacs. Everyone's personalities have been FLIPPED! What will the outcome be?
My review (Of the whole story so far): Holy sugar houses in Technicolor! PANCAKES! It'S aLwAyS tImE fOr MaGiC kOoL-aId! JOE! This story is utterly hilarious! Who cares if there's only half a plot, and even with the meager plot there is, they rarely stick to it? I know I don't! The uproarious-ness of the story makes up for all the plot that isn't there! GO READ IT NOW! Why? BeCaUsE i SaY sO, dUh! : P
Whitney: I have decided, on behalf of the 'younger' (translation: immature, with the exception of the one's who literally are young.) readers, that this chapter: Is going to be -that- chapter Will not contain much swearing, maybe . oh, say, once or twice, and not 'heavy' (translation: no 'f' word, which I hope you know what that 'f' stands for, and if you don't, then that's exactly why it isn't in here. this chapter, anyway, and no strings of cussing. since this fic is rated PG- 13 and not R.) Will make this section of the story shorter, since I'm bringing on the um. 'thing' early, therefore, ending this third of the story to a close in about. maybe I'll hold it out for ten more chapters. if I can even write that many. Well. there is no 'D', but apparently Grandma got ran over by a reindeer. (Man, I have got to stop listening to home burned CDs, especially if Ashley burned them.)
Simon (from inside closet): What!? No swearing?
Whitney: I said no heavy swearing.
Cloud: Why?
Whitney: Because there are younger people reading this!
Cloud: Oh. I see.
Whitney: Good, because I don't feel like explaining it to you.
Moogle (Kingdom Hearts and a whole bunch of FFs): *holding a Nikita that's twice its size* John Wayne told me to BURN THINGS! (You'd have to read my 'Now Advertising' at the bottom to understand.)
Whitney: OH, MY GOD!!!! Get it away from me! *runs*
Yuffie: It'S aLwAyS tImE fOr MaGiC kOoL-aId! (Again, you have to read to understand)
Whitney: All of you, get out! I have enough muses!
Magic Kool-Aid Man: *bursts into studio* OH YEAH!
Whitney: *bangs head on desk* WHY ME!?
Simon: I just hope Towairaito Zoon doesn't sue you for taking all her work.
Whitney: I didn't take em! They came on their own! And I wish they would leave!!!!!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!!
Riku (Kingdom Hearts): Wanna cookie?
Whitney and Simon: O_o;;
Riku: *shrugs* *walks away*
Whitney: Anyway. Engage chapter 5 now! *cool sound and light effects*
+Chapter 5+
Alice McCoy drove everyone home. The end. Just kidding. I really don't want to explain everyone going home, but Rika and Ryo were let off at the same place, what a coincidence, since their houses were out of Alice's way, and they decided to just walk. Blah blah blah. So, here they are walking down the street. (I know, I just put so much description in these things. lol)
"Ryo! Fan girls!" Rika screamed looking ahead of the two, laughing hysterically when the boy ducked and looked around frantically.
"Rika! Don't do that!" he said, half embarrassed, half frustrated.
"Sorry," Rika muttered between giggles. The young man put a look of mock hurt on his face..
"Why must you torture me?" He asked, putting on an innocent look. "What in the world did I do to deserve this?"
"You were born, Akiyama," Rika said, her eyes glittering with amusement. She liked this situation, all the better to make fun of Ryo.
"Haha, Rik. And you shouldn't be talking about the fan thing, cuz you got em, too," He pointed out, smirking at her.
"You got a point there, for once," she said, smirking herself as he gave her a look.
"You guys are so mean to me," he said, walking with his head tilted back and his hands behind his head. (The classic Ryo/Kazu pose)
"Yeah, but we love ya," Rika replied. The two walked in silence for a few minutes, before the silence was interrupted by a new voice.
"Hey, there, Sexy," the voice said, in a tone that you could tell he was smirking. His hands caught Rika's wrist.
Rika whipped around, ready to punch the guys square in the nose, only to be met with the silvery shaft of a revolver, emerald eyes gleaming dangerously behind. She froze, eyes wide in terror.
Ryo swung around, shocked at the scene laid before him: The girl he loved standing in front of a boy looking a couple years older than himself, pointing a gun in her face. He was about to speak, but the boy cut him off.
"Don't move, Pretty Boy," he said without taking his eyes off Rika. His lips curled into a smile when Ryo did as he was told. "You should be glad your boyfriend is obedient, or else he might have gotten himself killed."
"He's not my boyfriend," Rika stated, her voice higher than usual. Something inside her mind clicked. "Y-you!" she stuttered, slowly backing away from him.
"Yeah, Ri, its me," He snarled, still grinning maliciously. He reached out and grabbed her wrist before she could get out of reach, pulling her closer until they were only inches apart.
"I thought I told you to leave me and my friends be!?" Rika yelled furiously, trying to shake out of his grasp. "Leave us the heck alone!"
"Get off her!" Ryo yelled, finally regaining his mobility. He took a few steps toward the pair, his eyes glinting with fury.
"I told you not to move! You've been a bad boy, and now you must be punished!" Before anyone could respond, he pulled the trigger, aiming straight for the Ryo's heart. Before he could pull it again, Rika pushed his wrist, causing his aim to shift. In surprise, he pulled the trigger again, landing a bullet in the other man's knee.
"Kuroi! Don't!" Rika screamed. Her eyes started to water, as she ran to Ryo's side. "Please!"
"Now, be a good girl and come with me," Kuroi ordered, daring her to disobey him. She did. "Now or Pretty boy gets it," he warned, targeting Ryo again.
"No," she said firmly, only taking her eyes off him to look down at Ryo, who was still conscious, but eyes shut tight in pain. His body shivered furiously, and every so often his would cough up blood. His pant leg and shirt were drenched a crimson red. She turned back to Kuroi, who just stood there smirking, his messy, dark brown hair stirring in the breeze. She stood up slowly, violet orbs piercing emerald. Rika was ticked, ad she was going to show him just how ticked she was.
"You hurt Ryo. Now I'm going to hurt you, " she said menacingly, glaring and saying every word as if it were a separate sentence. Kuroi just continued his smirking, placing a hand on his hip and kept the other one aimed at Ryo, waiting for her to do something. He didn't think should would. She did. Punched him straight in the nose, to be exact.
Kuroi flew backwards, hitting the concrete with a soft thud, gun sliding out of his hand and gliding noisily across the sidewalk. When she was satisfied that he was unconscious, she returned to Ryo's side, sobbing softly as she checked for a pulse. Faint, but it was still there. She noticed that he was very pale, very noticeable on his usually deep-tanned skin.
What she didn't notice that Kuroi was awake again, and reaching for his pistol. His vision was blurred, and he couldn't make out the pair correctly, with his last ounce of energy, he pulled the trigger, just moments before passing out again.
Rika jumped, gasping in pain when the carelessly aimed bullet pierced her wrist. She winced, looking up through her vague sight, but Kuroi was no where in sight. It was only when someone came bursting through their front door to see what the commotion was that the agony got the best of her, and she collapsed on top of Ryo, both lying on the rather bloody sidewalk.
+Back at Studio 1332+
Whitney: *sniff sniff* Holy sugar houses in Technicolor! That was so sad!!!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!! Okay, it wasn't really sad. cuz no one died. yet. -Insert maniacal laughter here- Though it is pretty sad how the author notes were longer than the chapter. I couldn't write anything else into it, so it turned out short. What do you guys think of this version? I think its better than the Beelzemon thing. Do you know how hard it is to make a conversation between -just- Rika and Ryo? It is hard! That's why this chapter took so long. So on a lighter note, its time for Whitney's Words of Wisdom!
Never, ever eat fat people. (No offense to anyone. it a long story.) Tom Felton is very, very hot when his hair isn't slicked back Draco-style. Heck, he's hot no matter what! The yellow pieces on a candy necklace taste like Lysol. Live is just evil spelled backwards. (No, seriously) Silence is golden, but shouting is fun! ("GAY PEOPLE TURN ME ON!!!" XDDDDD ASH!!!! LOL) Lemmings are very stupid creatures. It takes two to tango, but one to trip! Number 7 made absolutely no sense. It's time to worry when you can sing anime themes that are in Japanese. that's why I worry so much. *starts singing.* Aishiteta to nageku niwa. Love Conquers All is the best Digimon fic here. XD Whitney's Words of Wisdom ends here, at number 11, and I know you're oh too glad.
Simon: Oh.
Cloud: My.
Moogle: God!
Whitney: No, -OH, MY GOD-!!! Why is there a Moogle still here!? *runs out of room screaming* *pops head back in* And, when did I let Simon out of the closet?
Simon: You didn't. I let myself out.
Whitney: Okay, where did you get a key?
Simon: From your pocket. *holds up key*
Whitney: Huh.? *pats back pocket* Hey! You little perv! You stuck your hand down my back pocket! Wait, you can't unlock the closet from inside. *eyes Cloud suspiciously*
Cloud: *whistles and looks around the room at everything but Whitney*
Whitney: Cloud! What did I tell you about helping Simon's schemes?
Cloud: You didn't tell me anything.
Whitney: Oh. well don't participate in them! And, you, Simon, SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT!
Simon: *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump*
Whitney: *smiles in satisfaction* Okay! ^_^ See ya'll next time!
NOW ADVERTISING:
Title: OH MY SANITY! Author: Towairaito Zoon Category: Games: Kingdom Hearts Rating: PG-13 Genre: Humor/Action/Adventure Chapters: 7, so far Summary: *CHAPTER 7! Spoilers to my new story ahead* Sora is so helpless in this.he keeps getting kidnapped by idiots, mental retards, and insomniacs. Everyone's personalities have been FLIPPED! What will the outcome be?
My review (Of the whole story so far): Holy sugar houses in Technicolor! PANCAKES! It'S aLwAyS tImE fOr MaGiC kOoL-aId! JOE! This story is utterly hilarious! Who cares if there's only half a plot, and even with the meager plot there is, they rarely stick to it? I know I don't! The uproarious-ness of the story makes up for all the plot that isn't there! GO READ IT NOW! Why? BeCaUsE i SaY sO, dUh! : P