Broken Melody
Chapter 1-Checkmate!
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Ello! That is not a typo.. just me being me. Always a dangerous thing, even more so when I have a headache and my evil sister is blaring a song I'm not fond of. ANYWAYS, all losers are copyright their respective owners unless specified. Blah, Blah, Blah. Please review.
"I will never see the sky the same way, and I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday."-Vanessa Carlton, Twilight
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Kaitou Jeanne ran through the night, chasing after the demon. It had possessed a golden necklace, and it was a real pity to lose such a pretty thing. But, if she didn't, the little girl would die. She skidded to a sudden stop, and leapt into a tree, a flash of white and blond hair. Miyako and the police had set up a series of traps, nothing too complex, but enough to make her wary. Her violet eyes scanned the surroundings, making a mental map. With that, she jumped out of the tree to finish up the night. Or she started to jump, at least.
"Scared of a few kid traps, Jeanne?" Sindbad said mockingly, after grabbing her arm in midair. She started to scream, but her covered her mouth with his other hand, which she promptly bit. He released and glared at her. His light blue hair glistened in the moonlight, and her silver eyes looked down mockingly at her. Why did he have to be so damn good looking? She did what seemed sensible- turned and ran. He tried to stop her, but she was smaller and faster. He cursed as she dodged the police, grinning all the while. After her blond ponytail had snapped around the corner of the doorway, her face poked out again, tongue stuck out rudely.
With that the beautiful thief disappeared into the dark building.
Jeanne's white boots padded softly on the tile floor, her eyes desperately trying to make out some of the random shapes that filled the pitch-black house. Her hands finally found a doorway, and she entered the room, knowing it held the demon. Inside the room(which actually had a light on), Jeanne saw the necklace being held in the hands of a small girl. Toying absently with the necklace, the girl just stared.
"Checkmate," Jeanne said softly, and threw the white pin. It hit dead on, but something extraordinary happened. The demon stayed in the necklace long enough for the girl to say,
"You're falling for him."
With that the demon became a white pawn, and the girl passed out. But her words stayed with Jeanne as she numbly snuck home. Sindbad was thinking of the her as he did the same. Both were so wrapped up in their thoughts that they did not notice the dark shadow. The dark shadow watching them with a thin smirk of satisfaction.
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"Maron! Wake up! We're going to be late again!" Miyako yelled into her friend's apartment, and through the door. After five more minutes of constant pounding, she noticed a note on the floor. It read:
Miyako, I got up early today because… I didn't want to be late? Anyways, your constant pounding on my door will probably knock this off before you notice it- try not to be too late!-Maron.
"Damnit, Maron!" Miyako screamed, before running off at top speed towards the school. Chiaki was walking slowly towards school as she ran, and because she was looking at the ground, Miyako ran right into him.
"Where's Maron?" he asked, looking around for the brunette girl as her purple-haired friend dusted her uniform skirt off.
"Already at school," Miyako muttered, and ran off, Chiaki not far behind. Amazingly, they made it to school on time. In the classroom, Maron was writing something, her brown hair a curtain around her face. Chiaki poked her with the eraser of his pencil, but she didn't glance up. He kept on poking,b ut she just took the pencil and poked him back with much more force. School, throughout the rest of the day, was like any other school day. Until right before the last bell rang.
"I have an announcement to make," the teacher* announced. "Tommorrow our transfer student arrives. She's from America, but speaks at least a little Japanese. Please treat her with respect and welcome her to her new school and home. Kusakabe-san, I trust you will show her around?"
"Yes, sensei**," Maron replied quietly, and went back to writing whatever she'd been writing all day long. Then the final bell rang, and there was a stampede to get out the door and to extracurricular activities. Maron and Miyako rushed off together to gymnastics. While Miyako worked on her routine, Maron stood on her hands on the balance beam. Occasionally she would swing her legs down and take a short break, but other than that, she remained motionless.
After activities, Chiaki, maron, and Miyako walked home together. They all lived in the same apartment building, which was lucky for Miyako(she got to see Chiaki, who she liked, and Maron, who was her best friend more) and Chiaki(his apartment was right next Maron's, who he liked, and across from Miyako's, who liked him.) It was however, unlucky for Maron, as she was constantly being bugged by Chiaki, and just as constantly threatening to move if he didn't leave her alone.
Anyways.
Now that we have our twisted love triangle thing sorted out, let's get on with the story.
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Maron sighed and flopped down on her bed. Finally, a night without a demon! But, she realized she had nothing to do. And so she went to bed early, catching up on lost sleep. Chiaki spent most of the night on his balcony, waiting for his object of obsession, Maron, to come out so he could talk to her. Miyako, however, stayed up the latest, trying to figure out who Jeanne was.
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The next day, Maron was early again. I hope she's not going to make a habit of not telling me when she's going to be on time, Miyako thought angrily as she stomped towards the elevator. At school, the teacher announced that the transfer student's flight had been canceled, so she would probably arrive in about a week. Nobody really cared, though. She was Gaijiin, and probably a preppy cheerleader that bounced around in next to nothing. Maron was quiet throughout the day, ignoring Chiaki's desperate attempts to get her to go out with him, while he, in turn, was (more politely) ignoring Miyako's attempts on the same matter. They were an odd trio, that they were. A brown-haired-and-eyed girl, a purple haired girl with greenish-gray eyes, and the blue-haired boy with amber eyes. But they were friends…I think.
"Maron, because we're friends, will you go out with me?" Chiaki pleaded during lunch, ignoring random snickers. She simply raised an eyebrow, and stared.
"One, that made absolutely no sense. Two, you can only stretch friendship so far before somebody kills you." She retorted, continuing to eat, and looking very smug that she'd gotten the last word. And so days go by, and soon it is the day that the transfer student was to arrive came.
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"She's here," the teacher stated simply, and was opened the door to reveal a blue-haired girl with blue eyes, wearing a blue outfit. She said nothing.
"Well," the teacher said. "Introduce yourself,"
The girl stared silently, then finally spoke in a soft voice. "N.I.G.H.T. Nagoya Indigo Gin Hermione Tama." The girl said flatly, and, as one, the class turned their heads to stare at Chiaki. The teacher, to say the least, was surprised.
"Well, it looks like we have a brother-sister pair in this class. Are you close?" she stated cheerfully, trying to break the uncomfortable silence. The girl shrugged.
"I guess as close as we can be when I'm being tossed from country to country, and he forgot I existed." She stated sarcastically, then marched to an empty desk, and didn't speak a word for the rest of that sunny Friday.
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Whee~e. I know this chapter is short, but I needed to get this out. Title is subject to change, so it sucks to be you non-existent readers. If anyone's wondering(yeah right), I have no clue what 'Nagoya' means(I'll try to find out by chapter 1), Indigo is her first name, Gin is Japanese for silver, Tama is Japanese for soul, and she says her last name first because that's the way it is in Japan.
-Knife thrower
