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"speech" //thoughts// /lyrics to poems/songs/ -telepathy-
(overview from author) ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````` Prenunciation: Chena= ch/EE/nuh
Kyumi= k/eye/oo/mee
(THis will be updated as more people come into the story)
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Ying And Yang-Or somewhere in-between. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````` Summary: Two different people with the same view of life.. Down and hard on her luck one girl if trying to end everything.. But it's up to one Jaganshi to stop her in the end... Or Die trying. Slightly Dark with agnst in most of the earlier chapters.
```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````` Chapter 1: The War Starter
THe alarm clock.. That human invention to get one out of bed when you tell it to.. Often with blasting radio music one never likes, beeps, earth shaking buzzes, or it simply yells and curses at you.. And in this case.. It was playing off-key trumpet music right next to a slumbering ear..
Yep.. Her alarm clock was her sister.. age 9, spoiled, toxic to one's health, cute around her elders, pretty blonde with blue hair, and worse yet.. Mother's pet...
"CHENA!! MOMMY SAID TO GET UP!!" Kyumi screeched, letting out another ear shattering blast from the brass instrument..
Puple eyes snapped open as Chena flung off her covers, grabbed the girl's 'ear weapon', grabbed Kyumi by the neck, tossed the 9-year-old 'sack' up the stairs and then flung the trumpet out the narrow basement window onto the lawn..
Wailing met her ears as her sister slammed the door and went to her mother.. Chena just smiled at having done her good deed for the day and turned to the mirror to see the night's damage. Purple eyes with hints or red and blue swirling in her orbs, staight brown hair that came a few inches below her shoulder blades, a small and youthful face with some-what heart shaped lips, a tapering chin, and her eyes seemed to catch the morning sunlight and sparkled.. Then they narrowed at her strange choice of p.j.s...
Baggy black sweat pants, a white tube-top, arm bands of a crimson color, a pair of socks and her hair in a braid hanging down her back. //That's right, I was training 'till late anyway.. Che..// "Gotta get ready for school I guess.." Her voice was low toned and hardly above a whisper in the small room..
She looked at the dresser to her right, dark wood with atleast a billion knick-knacks on top.. But she ignored this and pulled out her clothes..
Then she turned to her left and a door beside the stairway met her eyes, and she walked toward it. A small bathroom with a shower.. Everything was clean though not the most decorated.. It was just plain looking.. Not really showing that anyone really even used it.. Then again her room was like that as well.. Dull, dark, and proto-type..
She tossed the clothes in the floor near the closed white wood door and cut on the shower.. Then she yawned and looked at the steam rising from the near bioling water.. Then she undressed and stepped in, enfoying the stinging and heated feeling rasing along her skin from the water..
//Ugh.. Why Monday? Why Monday of all days to wake up in? Couldn't it be Friday again.. Heck I don't even remember Saturday or Sunday.. // "Che.. Figures." ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```
She ran her hand along the towle rack again, then grabbed a not so fluffy red one, not really caring that much.. Then shutting off the water and stepping out in one clean motion she began to roughly dry of her steaming red skin.... "CHENA!! MOMMY SAID TO GET YOUR ### UP HERE NOW!!" Chena rolled her eyes at her sisiter's language.. //Now Mom would blow her stack if I said anything remotely close to that, but that little shit mouth can get away with anything..// "Bet her teachers never hear her.. I ought to get a tape recorder.. That'd screw her two-faced little act.."
Chena whiped of the mirror and looked at herself.. Her skin was far from it's usual cream color, more like a creamy cherry color from the hot water.. And from the rubbing.. But then again.. "Pain's the best way to get my blood going in the morning, *YAWN* Anyway, at least I'm clean." Chena wrung out her hair, then began getting dressed, throwing a troubled look at her left upper arm.. Yep it was still there... A blood red line ran from the base of her neck, all the way down the back of her arm to her elbow.. It was lightly scabbed over and no doubt recent.. Though she'd forgotten all about until the pain from her skin dulled enough to note the burning that came from the wound..
She narrowed her purple obrs and wrote it off as a 'I'll deal with it later' project. Then she began getting dressed. A white long sleeved shirt that cut off about 5in. above her waist, loose dark colored jeans that hung more off her right hip then her left, her arm bands from earlier, a black t-shirt that came 2in. below the white one with the words "This is not the side you get to talk to." This was in blue green flames that covered her upper chest, and on the back were the rest of the words, "This is." These were surrounded by red purple flames and all to-gether looked alot more evil.... Last came the few pieces of jewelry she wore.. Earings with a small, simple silver hoop and a second earing on her right ear with a fake ruby stud. Over her right armband she wore a silver charm bracelet with several black kanji signs, and other odd and end ones, and last came a necklace. It was a black cord that came to her mid schest. The main pendant was a red- like prism about an inch long, with 2 black beads and 2 red beads on each side.. Her shoes were simple white and black sneakers, after getting ready she began drying her hair, the whole time hearing death threats from her half- pint little sister.. Which brought another fact about Chena's appearence.. She and her sister were around 6-8in too short.. Chena was usualy atleast a head shorter then most guys at her highschool.. And hated the jokes she recieved regularly due to that fact...
After braiding her hair into a loose one that hung down her back, she once again scoffed at her highlights... Coppery and as flashy as ever.. Screw the fact that thew were natural.. "CHENA GET UP HERE!!" The purple eyed teen rolled her eyes, //Of all the times to not have a hang-over she chooses today.. Oh joy...// ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ``
"Hey Christinia!" A blonde headed girl said shrilly as Chena stepped into her home room... Bright green eyes smiled and sparkled at the darker, and shorter girl.. Chena narrowed her eyes. "It's Chena. How many times do I gotta tell you?" She tossed her red and black colored back-pack/hand-bag into her seat and stood there, hands on her hips and glarring at the taller female. "Chena, I have a favor to ask... You don't mind do you?" Green eyes flashed with a pout and Chena resisted the urge to sock both green orbs and walk off.. "...." Purple eyes were silent and calm.. Still glarring.. "You see, I'm going 'out' with my borfriend tonight and he has a brother... Who doesn't have anything to do.. And his parents don't want Mike.. Er.. My boyfriend and I alone together..."
Chena watched the pouting prep with a calm and bland look.. //Great, I'm talking with the newst installment to the 'let's-go-sleep-together' club... Sheesh.. And 'Kassan worries over me being a virgin? Give me a break. // "So could you keep him entertained? For me? Please Christinia? I heard he's really cute, and seeing as how you don't have anyone.."
Chena couldn't decide what to do, go throw this girl into the nearest dumpster, go find Mike and tell him to stuff his brother, walk off and ignore the prep, or tell her 'sure' and leave her hanging with BOTH guys...
"Look, I know you're not the type to really enjoy being with guys much, I mean you queer types usualy don't, but could you please do this one thing for me? I'd do anything!" Chena crossed her arms under her ample bosom and met the green-eyes full gaze. "Look you skimpy little witch," That shut off the pout and got the attention of everyone else in the classroom.. "1) I don't mind 'hanging out' with guys, 2) I'm not queer I'm just not a sex starved little puppy dog that'll do 'anything' for their borfriend. 3) I want you take your little favor, and-shove-it-where-the-sun-don't-shine! 'Cause I've had about enough of you and the rest of the prep squad that ask for such trashy things! So kindly leave me alone and take your 'favors to the nearest bar." Chena finished her 'lecture' with a classic smug wink and a flip of the hair and sat down, bag hitting the floor and Chena crossed her arms on her desk and gave the green-eyed girl the best icy smirk she could muster with out bursting a rage and slugging the prep head over heels....
"You... LITTLE WITCH!!" A small and untrained fist was aimed for Chena's head... But instead of a gasp of a thud.. Out came a small blink and a nervouse look from the prep as Chena caught her wrist and clamped down on the pressure point.. Her eyes cold and angry..
Green-eyes seemed to crackle with a school girl rage.. But as soon as the blonde raised her other arm.. A solid blow to diaphram landed her on her back side, with Chena standing over her. "I suggest you learn to 'play' with right people.. Or else you might get hurt." Chena growled releasing the motionless wrist.. Then she calmly sat down. Several people cleared a path for the blonde.. And none even dared speak about or with Chena.. Especialy the green-eyed girl's 'squad'.
/ Once upon a year gone by She saw herself dive in. Every time she closed her eyes, She saw what could have been./`````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````` Okay, that was mostly the intro so don't go saying there's no one from yyh. They will come soon I promise. But I'm a type who likes her insert characters to have a good back ground a based personality.. So hang tight 'cause they should come in either the 2nd or the very begining of the 3rd but read on!
"speech" //thoughts// /lyrics to poems/songs/ -telepathy-
(overview from author) ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````` Prenunciation: Chena= ch/EE/nuh
Kyumi= k/eye/oo/mee
(THis will be updated as more people come into the story)
```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` `````````````````````````````
Ying And Yang-Or somewhere in-between. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````` Summary: Two different people with the same view of life.. Down and hard on her luck one girl if trying to end everything.. But it's up to one Jaganshi to stop her in the end... Or Die trying. Slightly Dark with agnst in most of the earlier chapters.
```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````` Chapter 1: The War Starter
THe alarm clock.. That human invention to get one out of bed when you tell it to.. Often with blasting radio music one never likes, beeps, earth shaking buzzes, or it simply yells and curses at you.. And in this case.. It was playing off-key trumpet music right next to a slumbering ear..
Yep.. Her alarm clock was her sister.. age 9, spoiled, toxic to one's health, cute around her elders, pretty blonde with blue hair, and worse yet.. Mother's pet...
"CHENA!! MOMMY SAID TO GET UP!!" Kyumi screeched, letting out another ear shattering blast from the brass instrument..
Puple eyes snapped open as Chena flung off her covers, grabbed the girl's 'ear weapon', grabbed Kyumi by the neck, tossed the 9-year-old 'sack' up the stairs and then flung the trumpet out the narrow basement window onto the lawn..
Wailing met her ears as her sister slammed the door and went to her mother.. Chena just smiled at having done her good deed for the day and turned to the mirror to see the night's damage. Purple eyes with hints or red and blue swirling in her orbs, staight brown hair that came a few inches below her shoulder blades, a small and youthful face with some-what heart shaped lips, a tapering chin, and her eyes seemed to catch the morning sunlight and sparkled.. Then they narrowed at her strange choice of p.j.s...
Baggy black sweat pants, a white tube-top, arm bands of a crimson color, a pair of socks and her hair in a braid hanging down her back. //That's right, I was training 'till late anyway.. Che..// "Gotta get ready for school I guess.." Her voice was low toned and hardly above a whisper in the small room..
She looked at the dresser to her right, dark wood with atleast a billion knick-knacks on top.. But she ignored this and pulled out her clothes..
Then she turned to her left and a door beside the stairway met her eyes, and she walked toward it. A small bathroom with a shower.. Everything was clean though not the most decorated.. It was just plain looking.. Not really showing that anyone really even used it.. Then again her room was like that as well.. Dull, dark, and proto-type..
She tossed the clothes in the floor near the closed white wood door and cut on the shower.. Then she yawned and looked at the steam rising from the near bioling water.. Then she undressed and stepped in, enfoying the stinging and heated feeling rasing along her skin from the water..
//Ugh.. Why Monday? Why Monday of all days to wake up in? Couldn't it be Friday again.. Heck I don't even remember Saturday or Sunday.. // "Che.. Figures." ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```
She ran her hand along the towle rack again, then grabbed a not so fluffy red one, not really caring that much.. Then shutting off the water and stepping out in one clean motion she began to roughly dry of her steaming red skin.... "CHENA!! MOMMY SAID TO GET YOUR ### UP HERE NOW!!" Chena rolled her eyes at her sisiter's language.. //Now Mom would blow her stack if I said anything remotely close to that, but that little shit mouth can get away with anything..// "Bet her teachers never hear her.. I ought to get a tape recorder.. That'd screw her two-faced little act.."
Chena whiped of the mirror and looked at herself.. Her skin was far from it's usual cream color, more like a creamy cherry color from the hot water.. And from the rubbing.. But then again.. "Pain's the best way to get my blood going in the morning, *YAWN* Anyway, at least I'm clean." Chena wrung out her hair, then began getting dressed, throwing a troubled look at her left upper arm.. Yep it was still there... A blood red line ran from the base of her neck, all the way down the back of her arm to her elbow.. It was lightly scabbed over and no doubt recent.. Though she'd forgotten all about until the pain from her skin dulled enough to note the burning that came from the wound..
She narrowed her purple obrs and wrote it off as a 'I'll deal with it later' project. Then she began getting dressed. A white long sleeved shirt that cut off about 5in. above her waist, loose dark colored jeans that hung more off her right hip then her left, her arm bands from earlier, a black t-shirt that came 2in. below the white one with the words "This is not the side you get to talk to." This was in blue green flames that covered her upper chest, and on the back were the rest of the words, "This is." These were surrounded by red purple flames and all to-gether looked alot more evil.... Last came the few pieces of jewelry she wore.. Earings with a small, simple silver hoop and a second earing on her right ear with a fake ruby stud. Over her right armband she wore a silver charm bracelet with several black kanji signs, and other odd and end ones, and last came a necklace. It was a black cord that came to her mid schest. The main pendant was a red- like prism about an inch long, with 2 black beads and 2 red beads on each side.. Her shoes were simple white and black sneakers, after getting ready she began drying her hair, the whole time hearing death threats from her half- pint little sister.. Which brought another fact about Chena's appearence.. She and her sister were around 6-8in too short.. Chena was usualy atleast a head shorter then most guys at her highschool.. And hated the jokes she recieved regularly due to that fact...
After braiding her hair into a loose one that hung down her back, she once again scoffed at her highlights... Coppery and as flashy as ever.. Screw the fact that thew were natural.. "CHENA GET UP HERE!!" The purple eyed teen rolled her eyes, //Of all the times to not have a hang-over she chooses today.. Oh joy...// ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ``
"Hey Christinia!" A blonde headed girl said shrilly as Chena stepped into her home room... Bright green eyes smiled and sparkled at the darker, and shorter girl.. Chena narrowed her eyes. "It's Chena. How many times do I gotta tell you?" She tossed her red and black colored back-pack/hand-bag into her seat and stood there, hands on her hips and glarring at the taller female. "Chena, I have a favor to ask... You don't mind do you?" Green eyes flashed with a pout and Chena resisted the urge to sock both green orbs and walk off.. "...." Purple eyes were silent and calm.. Still glarring.. "You see, I'm going 'out' with my borfriend tonight and he has a brother... Who doesn't have anything to do.. And his parents don't want Mike.. Er.. My boyfriend and I alone together..."
Chena watched the pouting prep with a calm and bland look.. //Great, I'm talking with the newst installment to the 'let's-go-sleep-together' club... Sheesh.. And 'Kassan worries over me being a virgin? Give me a break. // "So could you keep him entertained? For me? Please Christinia? I heard he's really cute, and seeing as how you don't have anyone.."
Chena couldn't decide what to do, go throw this girl into the nearest dumpster, go find Mike and tell him to stuff his brother, walk off and ignore the prep, or tell her 'sure' and leave her hanging with BOTH guys...
"Look, I know you're not the type to really enjoy being with guys much, I mean you queer types usualy don't, but could you please do this one thing for me? I'd do anything!" Chena crossed her arms under her ample bosom and met the green-eyes full gaze. "Look you skimpy little witch," That shut off the pout and got the attention of everyone else in the classroom.. "1) I don't mind 'hanging out' with guys, 2) I'm not queer I'm just not a sex starved little puppy dog that'll do 'anything' for their borfriend. 3) I want you take your little favor, and-shove-it-where-the-sun-don't-shine! 'Cause I've had about enough of you and the rest of the prep squad that ask for such trashy things! So kindly leave me alone and take your 'favors to the nearest bar." Chena finished her 'lecture' with a classic smug wink and a flip of the hair and sat down, bag hitting the floor and Chena crossed her arms on her desk and gave the green-eyed girl the best icy smirk she could muster with out bursting a rage and slugging the prep head over heels....
"You... LITTLE WITCH!!" A small and untrained fist was aimed for Chena's head... But instead of a gasp of a thud.. Out came a small blink and a nervouse look from the prep as Chena caught her wrist and clamped down on the pressure point.. Her eyes cold and angry..
Green-eyes seemed to crackle with a school girl rage.. But as soon as the blonde raised her other arm.. A solid blow to diaphram landed her on her back side, with Chena standing over her. "I suggest you learn to 'play' with right people.. Or else you might get hurt." Chena growled releasing the motionless wrist.. Then she calmly sat down. Several people cleared a path for the blonde.. And none even dared speak about or with Chena.. Especialy the green-eyed girl's 'squad'.
/ Once upon a year gone by She saw herself dive in. Every time she closed her eyes, She saw what could have been./`````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````` Okay, that was mostly the intro so don't go saying there's no one from yyh. They will come soon I promise. But I'm a type who likes her insert characters to have a good back ground a based personality.. So hang tight 'cause they should come in either the 2nd or the very begining of the 3rd but read on!