Disclaimer: I do not own anything, don't sue me.
Ori: This fic is a tribute to Ryuuji Otogi. The little bishonen that no one loves or pays attention too.
Summary: Otogi has seven days to make 100 people like him. The consequence is Malic turning him into a stuffed Otogi rag doll.
This story may contain traces of ...
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Seven Days
Written by: Ori-Chen
Started: September 8, 2003
In dedication to Otogi
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Prologue -I'm NOT a jerk!
Otogi sat in his newly bought silver Honda S2000. He played with the black locks of hair that the red and black bandana couldn't hold up. He glared at the street traffic lights waiting for it to change. It was in the middle of July. He had nowhere else to be.
"You!" An old lady said stopping and pointing at him. Otogi looked around curiously and then pointed at himself, tilting his head. "You're that dice boy!"
"Excuse me?" Otogi said slightly offended by her tone.
"I don't like your attitude one bit you jerk!" The old lady said irately. At that, moment the streetlights changed and Otogi sped one.
"I'M NOT A JERK!" Otogi yelled still a little baffled.
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Chapter One -Seven Days Start
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Otogi sighed reaching home and carefully parking his car in the garage. He entered his house quietly not wanting to be disturbed by Tamura, the housekeeper. He walked up a couple of stairs reaching his room where he locked himself up.
"Hello, Mieko." Otogi said to the little kitten on top of his computer. The cat stared back and rolled back up into a little tennis ball. "Let's see what's up in the news today." Otogi said noticing a fresh newspaper on his bed untouched. Courtesy of Tamura.
The headlines read: CREATOR OF DDM A PIGHEAD
Otogi laid down the papers gracefully. "I need a hug!" He whined. Mieko stood up, leaped off the computer, and snuggled next to Otogi. Otogi lay down on his bed. This definitely wasn't one of his good days. Mieko stood up and made her way next to Otogi's head where she decided to lay down on his forehead.
"Sir?" Tamura said knocking on the door. "You have a call, I saw you come in."
He sighed reaching for the phone on his beside. "Hai?" Otogi muttered.
"Greetings." A dark voice replied.
"Who is this?"
"Malic."
"What do you want now?"
"I'm looking for amusement."
"Oh?"
"And I know just where to find it..."
Otogi paused before continuing, "What do you mean?"
"You."
"Me?"
"Yea, you."
"What about me?"
"No! I mean you're where I'll get my amusement!"
"Uh huh."
"You don't understand."
"Hai. I mean- Iie! I mean- gomen. You're right, explain."
"You're the news around town! You're the pig head of the city!"
Otogi chose to respond to that comment.
"What I mean is I want to know how many people like you."
"Um... Yuugi... Anzu likes everyone..."
"Let's make a bet!"
"What kind of bet?"
"You have to make 100 people like you within the next 7 days."
"Isn't that a little too high?"
"Nopes!"
"But I don't see where this bet's going."
"I'm getting to that! If you don't get 100 people to like you within seven days I'll turn you into one of my sister's rag dolls."
"Oh! Um. But what's in it for me?"
"You don't turn into a rag doll! It's that simple!"
"But what if I don't accept."
"Then I'll turn you into a rag doll anyways! My sister's birthday is coming up. And you know how girls, of all ages, still love dolls!"
"Um. No."
"That's not the point. Your seven days start tomorrow! Ciao!"
Otogi face was plastered with awe. "Um, I hope he isn't serious." Mieko just looked back at him shaking her head.
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End Of Chapter One
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If you're wondering, Tamura and Mieko are both OC characters. Mieko is also the size of a tennis ball.
Motive of this fic: Otogi is usually portrayed as the mean antagonist. Or the bum of the fic. He desperately needs a fic for himself. I'm a big Otogi fan and I say this, "What has he ever done to you to make you hate him so?"
Next Chapter Update: In a week-2 weeks depending on how much schoolwork I've got.
Ori: This fic is a tribute to Ryuuji Otogi. The little bishonen that no one loves or pays attention too.
Summary: Otogi has seven days to make 100 people like him. The consequence is Malic turning him into a stuffed Otogi rag doll.
This story may contain traces of ...
~*~*~*~
Seven Days
Written by: Ori-Chen
Started: September 8, 2003
In dedication to Otogi
~*~*~*~
Prologue -I'm NOT a jerk!
Otogi sat in his newly bought silver Honda S2000. He played with the black locks of hair that the red and black bandana couldn't hold up. He glared at the street traffic lights waiting for it to change. It was in the middle of July. He had nowhere else to be.
"You!" An old lady said stopping and pointing at him. Otogi looked around curiously and then pointed at himself, tilting his head. "You're that dice boy!"
"Excuse me?" Otogi said slightly offended by her tone.
"I don't like your attitude one bit you jerk!" The old lady said irately. At that, moment the streetlights changed and Otogi sped one.
"I'M NOT A JERK!" Otogi yelled still a little baffled.
~*~*~*~
Chapter One -Seven Days Start
~*~*~*~
Otogi sighed reaching home and carefully parking his car in the garage. He entered his house quietly not wanting to be disturbed by Tamura, the housekeeper. He walked up a couple of stairs reaching his room where he locked himself up.
"Hello, Mieko." Otogi said to the little kitten on top of his computer. The cat stared back and rolled back up into a little tennis ball. "Let's see what's up in the news today." Otogi said noticing a fresh newspaper on his bed untouched. Courtesy of Tamura.
The headlines read: CREATOR OF DDM A PIGHEAD
Otogi laid down the papers gracefully. "I need a hug!" He whined. Mieko stood up, leaped off the computer, and snuggled next to Otogi. Otogi lay down on his bed. This definitely wasn't one of his good days. Mieko stood up and made her way next to Otogi's head where she decided to lay down on his forehead.
"Sir?" Tamura said knocking on the door. "You have a call, I saw you come in."
He sighed reaching for the phone on his beside. "Hai?" Otogi muttered.
"Greetings." A dark voice replied.
"Who is this?"
"Malic."
"What do you want now?"
"I'm looking for amusement."
"Oh?"
"And I know just where to find it..."
Otogi paused before continuing, "What do you mean?"
"You."
"Me?"
"Yea, you."
"What about me?"
"No! I mean you're where I'll get my amusement!"
"Uh huh."
"You don't understand."
"Hai. I mean- Iie! I mean- gomen. You're right, explain."
"You're the news around town! You're the pig head of the city!"
Otogi chose to respond to that comment.
"What I mean is I want to know how many people like you."
"Um... Yuugi... Anzu likes everyone..."
"Let's make a bet!"
"What kind of bet?"
"You have to make 100 people like you within the next 7 days."
"Isn't that a little too high?"
"Nopes!"
"But I don't see where this bet's going."
"I'm getting to that! If you don't get 100 people to like you within seven days I'll turn you into one of my sister's rag dolls."
"Oh! Um. But what's in it for me?"
"You don't turn into a rag doll! It's that simple!"
"But what if I don't accept."
"Then I'll turn you into a rag doll anyways! My sister's birthday is coming up. And you know how girls, of all ages, still love dolls!"
"Um. No."
"That's not the point. Your seven days start tomorrow! Ciao!"
Otogi face was plastered with awe. "Um, I hope he isn't serious." Mieko just looked back at him shaking her head.
~*~*~*~
End Of Chapter One
~*~*~*~
If you're wondering, Tamura and Mieko are both OC characters. Mieko is also the size of a tennis ball.
Motive of this fic: Otogi is usually portrayed as the mean antagonist. Or the bum of the fic. He desperately needs a fic for himself. I'm a big Otogi fan and I say this, "What has he ever done to you to make you hate him so?"
Next Chapter Update: In a week-2 weeks depending on how much schoolwork I've got.