Hello, ladies and gentlemen! Boys and Girls! Now, you may be wondering
what the hell is going on. Or not. Anyway, the point it, I am writing a
fic mostly concerning the kwel, wonderful, EMA MAEDA! I know no one likes
her, but come on! I think she's Kawaii! KAWAII! How can you not like
those freckles?
OK, I am over exaggerating, but the only LH fanfic I have seen with Maeda in it was Road Trip, and that was a bash against her! I will now write a GOOD fic about her! I think. Oh, well, here goes nothing. Kei-Kun got married to Naru, and life goes in the Hinata house, as the couple goes on a honeymoon. Cute....
And now, for the story.
A New the Newbie production...
Made after I got all the books...
Freckle Faced Maiden: Chapter one.
Chapter One: Lo and Behold; Newcomer.
Notes: If you have not read the manga, you may not understand this character. In addition, since Akamatsu was unkind enough to not make much of a personage out of her, I will probably make most of it up as I go. Akamatsu is welcome to take my ideas, as long as he gives me credit, but my fellow fan fiction writers BETTER NOT! I do not own Love Hina. The 'Blah' things are used to represent thought, until I can find out how to use code on this damn thing.
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Ema Maeda, age 15, student, and a freckle-face, watched as Keitaro Urashima and Naru Narusegawa drove off in a van, to their honeymoon. She blinked. Her glasses fogged a bit, and she took them off and wiped them. "Well, well." She heard, from Mitsumi. "That's interesting. I can't believe you got the bouquet." Ema turned and saw Mitsumi giggling.
Ema was a short girl, with long, brown hair and brown eyes. She wore thin glasses, and wore a school uniform. She also was to not-so-proud owner of a chameleon named Leon. "Well, I did! Yay!" Ema replied, smiling at Mitsumi. Mitsumi looked around.
"I have to go, OK?" She said, giggling. "Bye-bye!" She said, and left the area.
Ema sighed, and looked around. Everyone fought over who loved whom and laughed and drank punch and fell over and tickled and grinned and whacked each other. Ema looked around. She saw Shinobu and Nayamo playing Jan- Ken, and Haruka kicking the crap out of Seta. Ema looked at the road to the Dormitory below, and saw a young boy walking up the road to the house, with a bag on his shoulder.
"Umm, who's that?" Ema asked, looking at Motoko. Motoko looked down the road and swore.
"Not another pervert..." She muttered, and grabbed her sword. By now, the boy had reached the tables.
"Excuse me, can I interest you wi- GAYAHHHH!" he boy started to say, before getting blasted by a Ki attack. "I just want to sell something!" He shouted, barely dodging another.
Ema sweat dropped. "Umm, shouldn't we see what he's selling...?" She asked, as the boy danced for his life.
"Yes, please see what I'm selling!"
"Pathetic." Motoko stopped attacking the young man. "What are you selling? And it better not be perverted." She gave the boy the look of death.
"I'm s-selling c-c-c-c-candy." The boy said, very scared. Now that he was not running around screaming bloody murder, Ema could see what he looked like. He had a ^_^ look, even though he was just bashed around. His skin was slightly tanned, and he wore glasses. His shirt was red, and his pants were dress pants. He was skinny, and he looked strange. He seemed to be 15 or 16.
"What for?" Motoko asked, with the eyes of ultimate death. The boy eeped and replied.
"Well, I'm a traveling author, and I need money to travel. I got a call from someone named Keitaro to come to a place called the Hinata House to get writing material. I'm lost and broke, so I got a fundraising job." The boy replied, scratching his head.
Motoko blinked. "Well, this is the Hinata House..." She said, and looked at the boy. "What's your name?"
"My name is Gallowin Rose." The boy said, raising the candy. "It's 250 yen a bar." He said, smiling.
Motoko stared at him incredulously. "You're two feet from the headsman's block, and you have the nerve to overcharge candy?" She asked, with a glare.
"Is this a trick question?"
"And you have the impudence to be sarcastic, too!" Motoko said, raising her sword. Gallowin sweat dropped.
"Don't hurt me." The boy said, backing away.
Ema, however, was reading the words on the boxes of candy. "I'll take one." She said, stopping the boy's imminent death unknowingly.
"OK!" Gallowin said, turning around and whipping out a Piece. "250 Yen, please." He said, and put his hand out. Ema searched herself and took out said amount of money.
"Here."
"Thank you for your buisiness!" Gallowin said, and leapt down the steps. And landing. Hard.
Anyway...
Let us just add a couple of hours...
It was starting to get dark, and the only sober members of the household were Ema, Tsuruko, Shinobu, and Tama-Chan. Yes, Kero and the bird got drunk. I refuse to answer how it happened. I would lose my fanfiction.net account.
Ema sighed, watching the darkness loom over Japan. She looked at Leon, her pet chameleon, and then she looked at the bouquet that she caught. "Do you think it'll be true, Leon? That I'll get married next?" The chameleon looked at Ema and cocked its head. Ema sighed and petted the lizard affectionately. She was startled out of her tranquility by a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, I'll take you to your room now." Shinobu said, looking like a train wreck. Ema nodded, slightly startled.
Ema's room was across the hall from the empty Landlord's Room. After all, Keitaro and Naru were on a honeymoon. Shinobu wearily stumbled to the closet to get out a futon, and she dumped it unceremoniously on the floor. "Night." She said, and went out into the hall. Seconds later, Ema heard a THUMP that meant Shinobu collapsed.
Ema looked at her luggage, also on the floor, her lizard, and the bouquet. She sighed, and decided to unpack the next night. "Good night, Leon." She said, lying down, with Leon snuggling up with her.
The last thing she thought of before she drifted off to sleep was, 'I wonder if I'll be able to get into Todai...'
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Alright, I think from now on, I will write in FPS Ema, with third person only for dreams.
I like reviews, but please be constructive. I do not mind "Your fic sucks!" If you have constructive criticism. What did I do wrong? What can I do to make it better? What did I do right? What can I do to improve?
Oh, and if I get any l33t speak, consider that person ignored.
Thanks!
New: Phew, that is that.
Ema: ... I am going to whack you, just for the heck of it.
New: Join the bandwagon.
OK, I am over exaggerating, but the only LH fanfic I have seen with Maeda in it was Road Trip, and that was a bash against her! I will now write a GOOD fic about her! I think. Oh, well, here goes nothing. Kei-Kun got married to Naru, and life goes in the Hinata house, as the couple goes on a honeymoon. Cute....
And now, for the story.
A New the Newbie production...
Made after I got all the books...
Freckle Faced Maiden: Chapter one.
Chapter One: Lo and Behold; Newcomer.
Notes: If you have not read the manga, you may not understand this character. In addition, since Akamatsu was unkind enough to not make much of a personage out of her, I will probably make most of it up as I go. Akamatsu is welcome to take my ideas, as long as he gives me credit, but my fellow fan fiction writers BETTER NOT! I do not own Love Hina. The 'Blah' things are used to represent thought, until I can find out how to use code on this damn thing.
~
Ema Maeda, age 15, student, and a freckle-face, watched as Keitaro Urashima and Naru Narusegawa drove off in a van, to their honeymoon. She blinked. Her glasses fogged a bit, and she took them off and wiped them. "Well, well." She heard, from Mitsumi. "That's interesting. I can't believe you got the bouquet." Ema turned and saw Mitsumi giggling.
Ema was a short girl, with long, brown hair and brown eyes. She wore thin glasses, and wore a school uniform. She also was to not-so-proud owner of a chameleon named Leon. "Well, I did! Yay!" Ema replied, smiling at Mitsumi. Mitsumi looked around.
"I have to go, OK?" She said, giggling. "Bye-bye!" She said, and left the area.
Ema sighed, and looked around. Everyone fought over who loved whom and laughed and drank punch and fell over and tickled and grinned and whacked each other. Ema looked around. She saw Shinobu and Nayamo playing Jan- Ken, and Haruka kicking the crap out of Seta. Ema looked at the road to the Dormitory below, and saw a young boy walking up the road to the house, with a bag on his shoulder.
"Umm, who's that?" Ema asked, looking at Motoko. Motoko looked down the road and swore.
"Not another pervert..." She muttered, and grabbed her sword. By now, the boy had reached the tables.
"Excuse me, can I interest you wi- GAYAHHHH!" he boy started to say, before getting blasted by a Ki attack. "I just want to sell something!" He shouted, barely dodging another.
Ema sweat dropped. "Umm, shouldn't we see what he's selling...?" She asked, as the boy danced for his life.
"Yes, please see what I'm selling!"
"Pathetic." Motoko stopped attacking the young man. "What are you selling? And it better not be perverted." She gave the boy the look of death.
"I'm s-selling c-c-c-c-candy." The boy said, very scared. Now that he was not running around screaming bloody murder, Ema could see what he looked like. He had a ^_^ look, even though he was just bashed around. His skin was slightly tanned, and he wore glasses. His shirt was red, and his pants were dress pants. He was skinny, and he looked strange. He seemed to be 15 or 16.
"What for?" Motoko asked, with the eyes of ultimate death. The boy eeped and replied.
"Well, I'm a traveling author, and I need money to travel. I got a call from someone named Keitaro to come to a place called the Hinata House to get writing material. I'm lost and broke, so I got a fundraising job." The boy replied, scratching his head.
Motoko blinked. "Well, this is the Hinata House..." She said, and looked at the boy. "What's your name?"
"My name is Gallowin Rose." The boy said, raising the candy. "It's 250 yen a bar." He said, smiling.
Motoko stared at him incredulously. "You're two feet from the headsman's block, and you have the nerve to overcharge candy?" She asked, with a glare.
"Is this a trick question?"
"And you have the impudence to be sarcastic, too!" Motoko said, raising her sword. Gallowin sweat dropped.
"Don't hurt me." The boy said, backing away.
Ema, however, was reading the words on the boxes of candy. "I'll take one." She said, stopping the boy's imminent death unknowingly.
"OK!" Gallowin said, turning around and whipping out a Piece. "250 Yen, please." He said, and put his hand out. Ema searched herself and took out said amount of money.
"Here."
"Thank you for your buisiness!" Gallowin said, and leapt down the steps. And landing. Hard.
Anyway...
Let us just add a couple of hours...
It was starting to get dark, and the only sober members of the household were Ema, Tsuruko, Shinobu, and Tama-Chan. Yes, Kero and the bird got drunk. I refuse to answer how it happened. I would lose my fanfiction.net account.
Ema sighed, watching the darkness loom over Japan. She looked at Leon, her pet chameleon, and then she looked at the bouquet that she caught. "Do you think it'll be true, Leon? That I'll get married next?" The chameleon looked at Ema and cocked its head. Ema sighed and petted the lizard affectionately. She was startled out of her tranquility by a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, I'll take you to your room now." Shinobu said, looking like a train wreck. Ema nodded, slightly startled.
Ema's room was across the hall from the empty Landlord's Room. After all, Keitaro and Naru were on a honeymoon. Shinobu wearily stumbled to the closet to get out a futon, and she dumped it unceremoniously on the floor. "Night." She said, and went out into the hall. Seconds later, Ema heard a THUMP that meant Shinobu collapsed.
Ema looked at her luggage, also on the floor, her lizard, and the bouquet. She sighed, and decided to unpack the next night. "Good night, Leon." She said, lying down, with Leon snuggling up with her.
The last thing she thought of before she drifted off to sleep was, 'I wonder if I'll be able to get into Todai...'
~
Alright, I think from now on, I will write in FPS Ema, with third person only for dreams.
I like reviews, but please be constructive. I do not mind "Your fic sucks!" If you have constructive criticism. What did I do wrong? What can I do to make it better? What did I do right? What can I do to improve?
Oh, and if I get any l33t speak, consider that person ignored.
Thanks!
New: Phew, that is that.
Ema: ... I am going to whack you, just for the heck of it.
New: Join the bandwagon.