mmmm. don't know why people announce to all who read that they don't own Paradise Kiss… (ß- haha fixed it!) it should be assumed. But yeah, it does! And….. I'm a princess!
ON THE ROCKS
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Chapter 1
Sudden Attack
It was another day, working on another piece created by the ever talented George. All were busy in the homey Studio, going on about the work assigned to their position. George was the only one to be gone. Where he was, he never told, and no one ever asked. It was pointless, really. He didn't give any more information then needed.
Isabella was in the kitchen preparing a midday meal for the gathered. Miwako, working on sewing trimming to a sleeve. Arashi, sewing another part of the creation together. And Yukari, she was sitting at the counter thinking over life's matters.
"The food's done. Come and eat." Isabella announced, bringing out plates with cute Japanese food on them (I've no idea of any food from over yonder except for….) including octopus weenies. (They're really quite cute! Oh, and I know the apple bunnies… but that's bout it)
Snapping out of her world of thought, Yukari took a whiff of the food set before her. "I'm starving. And these weenies are so cute!"
Miwako popped up onto a chair besides Yukari. "Miwako tried making weenies once but Josephine jumped onto the pan and dumped 'em all over the floor and burned her itsy paws!"
"That's not how it happened. It was jumping off the counter and hit the handle and then it fell off the counter onto the dumb cat." Arashi corrected, popping a weenie into his mouth.
Miwako giggled.
Yukari stared at Miwako, expecting something more to come out of her mouth but when nothing did she turned her attention to the food on her plate. She picked up a little sandwich and popped it in her mouth.
"This tastes maaaahvelous, Isabella!" Yukari said in an overly dramatic way.
Isabella smiled at the compliments so often spoken her way.
"Yeah, you should come to my place and cook for me all the time." Arashi said, taking a weenie from Miwako's plate, having finished with his.
"She practically already cooks all your meals already. You spend how many hours here?" Yukari said, munching on another sandwich.
"Miwako can cook!" She leapt out of her chair with a surge of hyperisity.(yeah, I know that's not a word) "I cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner!"
"You've never cooked me all that." Arashi said.
"Weellll…. I will! I go shopping now for supper tonight!"
"What about the dress?"
Miwako stopped in the middle of making her way to the door. "Mmmm… I'll work super hard tomorrow and get it done! Bye bye!" She skipped out the door, leaving her plate of food for Arashi's appetite to devour.
"She is so cute. I wish there were little Miwako dolls you could buy!" Yukari smiled to herself, always more chipper when being in the presence of Miwako.
"Yeah, I'll sell her to you for 50 yen." Arashi was now clearing Miwako's plate with his mouth.
"I'd have a hard time seeing you give up Miwako for 50 yen. I couldn't see you giving her up for anything."
"Young love is sweet." Isabella said, returning to the kitchen.
Arashi leaned against the counter and sighed, pretty heavily.
Yukari looked at him and noticed a look of despair covering his face. "What's wrong?"
He corked an eyebrow in her direction, as if his problems didn't matter. "Nothing. I got to be getting to band practice. We got a gig coming up in a few days."
"Really? Can I come with? I never got to see your band yet." Her eyes shown with excitement over the small pleasure.
Arashi shrugged, grabbed one last bite, and turned. "Sure, come if you want."
Yukari hopped off her stool and followed Arashi out of the Studio and to his motorcycle. He tosses her a pink, flower decorated helmet she knows is Miwako's and gets on behind him.
Yukari enjoys the feel of speed hitting her body as Arashi gases the engine. She clings tight to him, looking over his shoulder at the traffic whooshing by them as Arashi swerves to pass by them, in a way Yukari knows isn't quite legal, but doesn't mind in the least.
They were meeting the rest of the band at Arashi's apartment. Yukari was a bit disheveled after getting off the bike and had to take a moment to regain her balance.
"Come on. They're probably up there already, waiting for me." Arashi led her up the stairs and they saw a group of guys hanging out his door.
"Hey, man. What took you so long?" One of the members asked. He had long curly hair that Yukari was almost jealous of. He checks out Yukari, from head to toe. "Wow, you've replaced Miwako nicely."
"Shuddup." Arashi pushed him aside and unlocked the door, walking into his apartment and the rest shuffling in behind him.
The band hooked their stuff up to the amps and whatnot. Yukari watched from the sidelines, interested how everything worked.
"Ok, let start with Follow Me Up and then we'll go into Crumbling Ground." Arashi instructed. (wow, those names aren't too shabby for a song…. I should get a career in song titling.)
The drummer counted it off and then the whole apartment was filled with a more or less musical noise. Arashi sang out some words and a bass player shouted some others to play along lovely in the song. If anyone was banging on the door, no one could have noticed.
Yukari never listened much to this sort of music but she felt herself growing fond of it already. She moved in her seat along with the beat of the music, singing along with it, though much more softly then the boys, after having heard it 3 or 4 times.
Practice went on for a pretty long while and when it was done they had all pigged out on pizza, their band's favorite, and then the ladies went on their way.
The apartment was left with trash thrown about and a slice of pizza stuck to the wall. How it got there still made Yukari and Arashi fall in laughter.
"That was so great. Think I could come to another practice sometime?" Yukari asked, peeling cheese off her shoe with a smile.
"Sure, the guys seemed to like your presence. They were all trying to show off if you didn't catch that." He laughed.
"Oh, so the one guy fighting with the hose attachment to your sink was supposed to impress me?"
"I don't know about that but I got a kick out of it."
They both plopped down onto the couch, after whipping off all the junk onto the floor.
"Its odd that you love music and fashion."
"Why's that?"
"I don't know. I just would never put the two together."
"Well, I would never put a prissy elite student in with a group from Yazawa."
She scoffed. "If I had it my way I wouldn't be in that school. (cant remember the name of her school. Starts w/ a S!) I envy the way you guys go about life."
"You can do it yourself, you know?"
"Yeah…. ", She turned to look at him. He was looking her way as well and with unexpected intentions, Yukari threw herself at him, smacking his lips full on with her own in a rather lusty, sensual, animalistic way.
Hahaha, well, that was lovely… Sarah, review it! I better get to bed b4 amira comes down, sees me over yonder and then poof! Goes to me dad 'sarah was on the computer at 6 in de morning' yeah, lovely… and ……mmmm….. find some more people to read and review this lovely *cough cough* masterpiece! PEASH!
ON THE ROCKS
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Chapter 1
Sudden Attack
It was another day, working on another piece created by the ever talented George. All were busy in the homey Studio, going on about the work assigned to their position. George was the only one to be gone. Where he was, he never told, and no one ever asked. It was pointless, really. He didn't give any more information then needed.
Isabella was in the kitchen preparing a midday meal for the gathered. Miwako, working on sewing trimming to a sleeve. Arashi, sewing another part of the creation together. And Yukari, she was sitting at the counter thinking over life's matters.
"The food's done. Come and eat." Isabella announced, bringing out plates with cute Japanese food on them (I've no idea of any food from over yonder except for….) including octopus weenies. (They're really quite cute! Oh, and I know the apple bunnies… but that's bout it)
Snapping out of her world of thought, Yukari took a whiff of the food set before her. "I'm starving. And these weenies are so cute!"
Miwako popped up onto a chair besides Yukari. "Miwako tried making weenies once but Josephine jumped onto the pan and dumped 'em all over the floor and burned her itsy paws!"
"That's not how it happened. It was jumping off the counter and hit the handle and then it fell off the counter onto the dumb cat." Arashi corrected, popping a weenie into his mouth.
Miwako giggled.
Yukari stared at Miwako, expecting something more to come out of her mouth but when nothing did she turned her attention to the food on her plate. She picked up a little sandwich and popped it in her mouth.
"This tastes maaaahvelous, Isabella!" Yukari said in an overly dramatic way.
Isabella smiled at the compliments so often spoken her way.
"Yeah, you should come to my place and cook for me all the time." Arashi said, taking a weenie from Miwako's plate, having finished with his.
"She practically already cooks all your meals already. You spend how many hours here?" Yukari said, munching on another sandwich.
"Miwako can cook!" She leapt out of her chair with a surge of hyperisity.(yeah, I know that's not a word) "I cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner!"
"You've never cooked me all that." Arashi said.
"Weellll…. I will! I go shopping now for supper tonight!"
"What about the dress?"
Miwako stopped in the middle of making her way to the door. "Mmmm… I'll work super hard tomorrow and get it done! Bye bye!" She skipped out the door, leaving her plate of food for Arashi's appetite to devour.
"She is so cute. I wish there were little Miwako dolls you could buy!" Yukari smiled to herself, always more chipper when being in the presence of Miwako.
"Yeah, I'll sell her to you for 50 yen." Arashi was now clearing Miwako's plate with his mouth.
"I'd have a hard time seeing you give up Miwako for 50 yen. I couldn't see you giving her up for anything."
"Young love is sweet." Isabella said, returning to the kitchen.
Arashi leaned against the counter and sighed, pretty heavily.
Yukari looked at him and noticed a look of despair covering his face. "What's wrong?"
He corked an eyebrow in her direction, as if his problems didn't matter. "Nothing. I got to be getting to band practice. We got a gig coming up in a few days."
"Really? Can I come with? I never got to see your band yet." Her eyes shown with excitement over the small pleasure.
Arashi shrugged, grabbed one last bite, and turned. "Sure, come if you want."
Yukari hopped off her stool and followed Arashi out of the Studio and to his motorcycle. He tosses her a pink, flower decorated helmet she knows is Miwako's and gets on behind him.
Yukari enjoys the feel of speed hitting her body as Arashi gases the engine. She clings tight to him, looking over his shoulder at the traffic whooshing by them as Arashi swerves to pass by them, in a way Yukari knows isn't quite legal, but doesn't mind in the least.
They were meeting the rest of the band at Arashi's apartment. Yukari was a bit disheveled after getting off the bike and had to take a moment to regain her balance.
"Come on. They're probably up there already, waiting for me." Arashi led her up the stairs and they saw a group of guys hanging out his door.
"Hey, man. What took you so long?" One of the members asked. He had long curly hair that Yukari was almost jealous of. He checks out Yukari, from head to toe. "Wow, you've replaced Miwako nicely."
"Shuddup." Arashi pushed him aside and unlocked the door, walking into his apartment and the rest shuffling in behind him.
The band hooked their stuff up to the amps and whatnot. Yukari watched from the sidelines, interested how everything worked.
"Ok, let start with Follow Me Up and then we'll go into Crumbling Ground." Arashi instructed. (wow, those names aren't too shabby for a song…. I should get a career in song titling.)
The drummer counted it off and then the whole apartment was filled with a more or less musical noise. Arashi sang out some words and a bass player shouted some others to play along lovely in the song. If anyone was banging on the door, no one could have noticed.
Yukari never listened much to this sort of music but she felt herself growing fond of it already. She moved in her seat along with the beat of the music, singing along with it, though much more softly then the boys, after having heard it 3 or 4 times.
Practice went on for a pretty long while and when it was done they had all pigged out on pizza, their band's favorite, and then the ladies went on their way.
The apartment was left with trash thrown about and a slice of pizza stuck to the wall. How it got there still made Yukari and Arashi fall in laughter.
"That was so great. Think I could come to another practice sometime?" Yukari asked, peeling cheese off her shoe with a smile.
"Sure, the guys seemed to like your presence. They were all trying to show off if you didn't catch that." He laughed.
"Oh, so the one guy fighting with the hose attachment to your sink was supposed to impress me?"
"I don't know about that but I got a kick out of it."
They both plopped down onto the couch, after whipping off all the junk onto the floor.
"Its odd that you love music and fashion."
"Why's that?"
"I don't know. I just would never put the two together."
"Well, I would never put a prissy elite student in with a group from Yazawa."
She scoffed. "If I had it my way I wouldn't be in that school. (cant remember the name of her school. Starts w/ a S!) I envy the way you guys go about life."
"You can do it yourself, you know?"
"Yeah…. ", She turned to look at him. He was looking her way as well and with unexpected intentions, Yukari threw herself at him, smacking his lips full on with her own in a rather lusty, sensual, animalistic way.
Hahaha, well, that was lovely… Sarah, review it! I better get to bed b4 amira comes down, sees me over yonder and then poof! Goes to me dad 'sarah was on the computer at 6 in de morning' yeah, lovely… and ……mmmm….. find some more people to read and review this lovely *cough cough* masterpiece! PEASH!