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*In the forest*
A young fifteen-year-old girl with long, brown hair and dark, blue eyes looked up at the sky. "Oh! So cu~te!" she squealed with delight. Just outside the forest was a huge billboard, and on it was the 'Bishounen of the Year'. "He has the manliness of a man, yet the cuteness of a small boy. If I were to ever meet him, I would drown in ecstasy and love!" the fangirl once again squealed with even more delight. After babbling on and on about how wonderful the bishounen was, she skipped back to her small refuge--- this tiny, yellow tent only big enough for one person and their personal belongings. "Okaa-san. . .I must be going now, so watch after the house until I come back. Maybe I'll meet some cute boy on the way." The girl smiled at the picture of her mother, then grabbed her things and left.
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"Ohayo gozaimasu. I'm Honda Tohru. I haven't always lived in a tent, but ever since Okaa-san died it's been like this. However, I always try to find the positive side of things and today's positive side is that they just put up the billboard of the new 'Bishounen of the Year' and from our tent you have a front row view! Waiiiii~!"
Tohru traveled down the only path leading outside the forest, when she came across a house she had never seen before. "Okaa-san. . .this house is so warm and friendly. . ." Her eyes wandered over to a painting just outside the door and her face lit up like a candle. "This painting of a bowl of fruit! It looks so real!" She stepped closer. "I'm actually beginning to get hungry!"
"I'm glad you like it!"
"Huh!?"
A young man with dark, gray hair and a michevious smile was standing in the doorway. Tohru blushed. "Oh! Sumimasen! I should have asked permission to-"
"No, it's alright," the man said, waving his hand. "I just did this to pass the time away. I'm surprised someone likes it so much." Tohru smiled sweetly. "It seems you put a lot of oranges in this painting. Oranges are delicious!" The painter got closer to the high school girl. "What a coincidence because I, too, favor the or-" Suddenly, there was a loud 'Bang!' and the painter was hit on the head with a. . .bookbag? "Shigure, are you flirting with high school girls again?" Tohru looked up to see a femine-like boy lifting up a seemingly heavy bookbag. "So-So-Sohma-kun!?" The boy looked confused for a second. "Ho-Honda-san. Ohayo gozaimasu." He smiled warmly as Tohru stood there, frozen in shock. "Okaa-san, how can this be? Sohma-kun is the most popular boy at my school and was even given the nickname 'Prince of Kaiwaia High'. The girl suddenly lost it and jumped forward, ready to glomp the handsome prince. "Waiiiii~!" Sohma-kun's eyes grew wide in fear. He grabbed her head and stopped her just before her hands embraced him. "Go-Gomen nasai," he whispered softly. "It-It's alright," Tohru said, slipping her head out of his grasp. They stood there for a second, and then. . . "Waiiiii~!" (Tohru is a fangirl, so what fun would it be if she didn't get to glomp a bishounen?)
POOF~!
The smoke cleared and Tohru looked around. "Where is Sohma-kun?"
To be continued. . .*freaky twilight music plays*
*In the forest*
A young fifteen-year-old girl with long, brown hair and dark, blue eyes looked up at the sky. "Oh! So cu~te!" she squealed with delight. Just outside the forest was a huge billboard, and on it was the 'Bishounen of the Year'. "He has the manliness of a man, yet the cuteness of a small boy. If I were to ever meet him, I would drown in ecstasy and love!" the fangirl once again squealed with even more delight. After babbling on and on about how wonderful the bishounen was, she skipped back to her small refuge--- this tiny, yellow tent only big enough for one person and their personal belongings. "Okaa-san. . .I must be going now, so watch after the house until I come back. Maybe I'll meet some cute boy on the way." The girl smiled at the picture of her mother, then grabbed her things and left.
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"Ohayo gozaimasu. I'm Honda Tohru. I haven't always lived in a tent, but ever since Okaa-san died it's been like this. However, I always try to find the positive side of things and today's positive side is that they just put up the billboard of the new 'Bishounen of the Year' and from our tent you have a front row view! Waiiiii~!"
Tohru traveled down the only path leading outside the forest, when she came across a house she had never seen before. "Okaa-san. . .this house is so warm and friendly. . ." Her eyes wandered over to a painting just outside the door and her face lit up like a candle. "This painting of a bowl of fruit! It looks so real!" She stepped closer. "I'm actually beginning to get hungry!"
"I'm glad you like it!"
"Huh!?"
A young man with dark, gray hair and a michevious smile was standing in the doorway. Tohru blushed. "Oh! Sumimasen! I should have asked permission to-"
"No, it's alright," the man said, waving his hand. "I just did this to pass the time away. I'm surprised someone likes it so much." Tohru smiled sweetly. "It seems you put a lot of oranges in this painting. Oranges are delicious!" The painter got closer to the high school girl. "What a coincidence because I, too, favor the or-" Suddenly, there was a loud 'Bang!' and the painter was hit on the head with a. . .bookbag? "Shigure, are you flirting with high school girls again?" Tohru looked up to see a femine-like boy lifting up a seemingly heavy bookbag. "So-So-Sohma-kun!?" The boy looked confused for a second. "Ho-Honda-san. Ohayo gozaimasu." He smiled warmly as Tohru stood there, frozen in shock. "Okaa-san, how can this be? Sohma-kun is the most popular boy at my school and was even given the nickname 'Prince of Kaiwaia High'. The girl suddenly lost it and jumped forward, ready to glomp the handsome prince. "Waiiiii~!" Sohma-kun's eyes grew wide in fear. He grabbed her head and stopped her just before her hands embraced him. "Go-Gomen nasai," he whispered softly. "It-It's alright," Tohru said, slipping her head out of his grasp. They stood there for a second, and then. . . "Waiiiii~!" (Tohru is a fangirl, so what fun would it be if she didn't get to glomp a bishounen?)
POOF~!
The smoke cleared and Tohru looked around. "Where is Sohma-kun?"
To be continued. . .*freaky twilight music plays*