Mysterious things are happening at Ohtori....A New Student? With a
resemblence to someone they loved once...What new mysteries does she bring?
Only time will tell....
Disclaimer: I do not own Utena. I barely own the computer it was typed on. I cannot even really claim to own the entire story line, as it was once part of a rp I was doing, and wanted to finish it. I know it will take time between updates as I work 60 to 80 hours a week so bare with me, and I will give you all I can when I can, until we BOTH figure out who did it.
Rating: There will be graphic violence and sexual scenes later on, please do not take offense, but know this, it will not be for any reason other than it fits there.
I dedicate this Story, to the people who make it possible.
Shane-Kun, My insperiation, with so many many stories under his belt and a seeminly endless fountain of ideas.
Sly-chan....My Precious One...Nuff Said
Pokito Sama.... My Bishie Jedi Master
And Lastly, but with most Heart, To my Auntie Roxy-Sama, who never let me give up, holding my hands through the dark nights when I felt life wasn't worth it, for telling me no matter what happened, I was important to her, and for always telling me, that she loved me.
A scream went unheard in the quiet of the Ohtori campus, as a body thudded to the ground, her blonde hair spread around her in a waterfall of color.
The next day, students gathered around Nanami's body staring at the puddle of blood that gathered under her, as Touga knelt beside her, sobbing, holding her close to him.
"Nanami! NOOOOOO!"
Tenjou, Utena set her hand on his shoulder as the police arrived, scouring the scene, finding a sucicide note, written in Nanami's hand, saying she was tired of being second best to her Onei-sama. The body was removed and sent to their family for burial, as Utena, Anthi and Miki spent their time consoling him, speaking softly of her, greiving in their own way. Touga fell into the depths of Dispair slowly, his former playboy self dropping into dispair. Months passed as time did, Touga finally regaining some sense of his former self, and starting to get over his sisters death, leaving the portirat over the fireplace, in her honor.
At the start of the new term, a car pulled up, the driver going to the Kurryu household, to unload the bags, as a young woman stood in front of the Deans building, wearing a pair of low rider blue-jeans, and a buttondown blue shirt, hair pulled back into a double braid, falling to her waist as violet eyes looked around. Students stopped to stare at her, as Carrie Kurryu walked into the Deans offices, to introduce herself.
Disclaimer: I do not own Utena. I barely own the computer it was typed on. I cannot even really claim to own the entire story line, as it was once part of a rp I was doing, and wanted to finish it. I know it will take time between updates as I work 60 to 80 hours a week so bare with me, and I will give you all I can when I can, until we BOTH figure out who did it.
Rating: There will be graphic violence and sexual scenes later on, please do not take offense, but know this, it will not be for any reason other than it fits there.
I dedicate this Story, to the people who make it possible.
Shane-Kun, My insperiation, with so many many stories under his belt and a seeminly endless fountain of ideas.
Sly-chan....My Precious One...Nuff Said
Pokito Sama.... My Bishie Jedi Master
And Lastly, but with most Heart, To my Auntie Roxy-Sama, who never let me give up, holding my hands through the dark nights when I felt life wasn't worth it, for telling me no matter what happened, I was important to her, and for always telling me, that she loved me.
A scream went unheard in the quiet of the Ohtori campus, as a body thudded to the ground, her blonde hair spread around her in a waterfall of color.
The next day, students gathered around Nanami's body staring at the puddle of blood that gathered under her, as Touga knelt beside her, sobbing, holding her close to him.
"Nanami! NOOOOOO!"
Tenjou, Utena set her hand on his shoulder as the police arrived, scouring the scene, finding a sucicide note, written in Nanami's hand, saying she was tired of being second best to her Onei-sama. The body was removed and sent to their family for burial, as Utena, Anthi and Miki spent their time consoling him, speaking softly of her, greiving in their own way. Touga fell into the depths of Dispair slowly, his former playboy self dropping into dispair. Months passed as time did, Touga finally regaining some sense of his former self, and starting to get over his sisters death, leaving the portirat over the fireplace, in her honor.
At the start of the new term, a car pulled up, the driver going to the Kurryu household, to unload the bags, as a young woman stood in front of the Deans building, wearing a pair of low rider blue-jeans, and a buttondown blue shirt, hair pulled back into a double braid, falling to her waist as violet eyes looked around. Students stopped to stare at her, as Carrie Kurryu walked into the Deans offices, to introduce herself.