Disclaimer: I do not own Fooly Cooly.
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Grand Betrayal
Chapter 2
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"Naota-kun, you're late for dinner."
I came down the steps and looked toward the closed off dining room and stopped expectantly.
The paper door to the dining room slid open, and the head of my father appeared. He continued to speak, but I didn't hear what he said.
I only stared at him and casually walked inside. On the table sat a plate of peppered beef and next to it, a box of instant ramen. I sat down and sighed, knowing that that was all my dad could cook.
I grabbed my bowl of rice and chopsticks and began to eat. My head automatically turned to my left, to the empty place at the end of the table...where Haruko used to sit...
I suddenly realized what I was doing and mentally slapped myself. I craned my neck toward the ceiling in hopes that if I stared at those white tiles long enough, I would stop thinking about her.
"Hey, Naota," my dad called. These were the first words I could actually hear him say, but still I did not acknowledge them.
"What's that reddish-purple mark on your neck?" my father asked, pointing his rice-covered chopsticks.
Shocked that I was stupid enough to expose Eri's bite, I clamped both hands over the spot on my neck and glared evilly at my father.
"Is it a rash, Naota-kun?" he asked, obviously pretending to be blissfully unaware.
"Looks like a hickey," my ever-to-the-point grandfather pointed out. He gummed his food noisily, and it became his turn to be stared at.
"It's nothing," I said, looking into my half-eaten bowl.
"My son?! Fooly-Cooly-ing again?!"
Just then I nearly exploded.
"That's enough! I yelled. "Can't you just leave me alone?!"
I ran out of the room and plowed into mine. Running into the bathroom, I turned on the sink and began to rub furiously at the foreboding mark. This only made it redder, which made me more frustrated, and that only made me rub harder...
***Flash Back***
"Today, class, is your first day of Junior High. Congratulate yourselves for getting this far. I'm your teacher, Mr. Itoki, and I teach Physics..."
It was the first day in my new school. I was sitting in my new desk, in the front row, wearing my new uniform, with all my new classmates, and my new teacher was introducing himself.
A lot to look at, he was about 6ft tall, and I would guess about 300lbs. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties, but he was already going bald.
"You will be meeting your other teachers momentarily. They are all very capable individuals, and you will learn a lot from them this term.
"Now, because this is only the first day of school, I can't very well introduce you to new material, so we'll go over the rules and regulations here at Mabase #2 Junior High School.
"First..."
He then began a very boring lecture about the school policies. I could already tell I wasn't going to like this class. This man sounded like he could put a clock to sleep.
"...dress code is strictly enforced and anyone outside of its regulation will..."
This guy's really weird looking, I thought. He had a rather long face and a fat neck. His chin was almost non-existent. It looked as if his chin was merely part of the folds in his neck. The only time you could really tell he even had a chin was in-between sentences when he took a breath. Then it would suddenly jut out from its hiding place only to go hide again one half of a second later.
He flared his nostrils too---but that was more sporadic. I wasn't sure I liked this man; his eyebrows twitched.
"...so on weekends twitchflarechintwitch, twitchchinflaretwitchtwitchtwitch think about it..."
They were really long and bushy. And they didn't match his hair color, which was a faded orange. They were a deep black. I guess they made him look manly.
I rubbed at mine and wondered if they would grow in like his.
As soon as my brain uttered that thought, Mr. Itoki averted his eyes from scanning the class to stare directly into mine. His eyebrows twitched.
Ashamed, I looked away.
No other did I turn to than Eri Ninamori, who was sitting exactly two rows to the right of me.
She stopped writing to look up at me. Her lips turned slightly upward and she smiled. My mouth fumbled a deformed smile of its own. Then she turned her attention back to her paper. I turned back to the front and slumped further down into my chair.
I already wanted this day to be over.
***End Flashback***
I climbed into bed and covered my head with my comforter. My last thoughts before crossing into the world of sleep last night were of her.
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A/N: oh, I can't believe it's been like three months. Well, I'm back from China and am loaded down with homework among other things. Sorry, this took so long! I'm even more worried about the peeps waiting for Strange Interlude.they might be mad...
The only reason this is even being posted is because I typed it in China and emailed it to myself. And this chapter was going to be twice this size. But this looks like a good stopping place so now because next chapter I switch perspectives.
Well, until then! Whenever that may be...Please do not be angry!
Also, I will facilitate any questions (this fic, China, or otherwise) if you have them!
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Grand Betrayal
Chapter 2
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"Naota-kun, you're late for dinner."
I came down the steps and looked toward the closed off dining room and stopped expectantly.
The paper door to the dining room slid open, and the head of my father appeared. He continued to speak, but I didn't hear what he said.
I only stared at him and casually walked inside. On the table sat a plate of peppered beef and next to it, a box of instant ramen. I sat down and sighed, knowing that that was all my dad could cook.
I grabbed my bowl of rice and chopsticks and began to eat. My head automatically turned to my left, to the empty place at the end of the table...where Haruko used to sit...
I suddenly realized what I was doing and mentally slapped myself. I craned my neck toward the ceiling in hopes that if I stared at those white tiles long enough, I would stop thinking about her.
"Hey, Naota," my dad called. These were the first words I could actually hear him say, but still I did not acknowledge them.
"What's that reddish-purple mark on your neck?" my father asked, pointing his rice-covered chopsticks.
Shocked that I was stupid enough to expose Eri's bite, I clamped both hands over the spot on my neck and glared evilly at my father.
"Is it a rash, Naota-kun?" he asked, obviously pretending to be blissfully unaware.
"Looks like a hickey," my ever-to-the-point grandfather pointed out. He gummed his food noisily, and it became his turn to be stared at.
"It's nothing," I said, looking into my half-eaten bowl.
"My son?! Fooly-Cooly-ing again?!"
Just then I nearly exploded.
"That's enough! I yelled. "Can't you just leave me alone?!"
I ran out of the room and plowed into mine. Running into the bathroom, I turned on the sink and began to rub furiously at the foreboding mark. This only made it redder, which made me more frustrated, and that only made me rub harder...
***Flash Back***
"Today, class, is your first day of Junior High. Congratulate yourselves for getting this far. I'm your teacher, Mr. Itoki, and I teach Physics..."
It was the first day in my new school. I was sitting in my new desk, in the front row, wearing my new uniform, with all my new classmates, and my new teacher was introducing himself.
A lot to look at, he was about 6ft tall, and I would guess about 300lbs. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties, but he was already going bald.
"You will be meeting your other teachers momentarily. They are all very capable individuals, and you will learn a lot from them this term.
"Now, because this is only the first day of school, I can't very well introduce you to new material, so we'll go over the rules and regulations here at Mabase #2 Junior High School.
"First..."
He then began a very boring lecture about the school policies. I could already tell I wasn't going to like this class. This man sounded like he could put a clock to sleep.
"...dress code is strictly enforced and anyone outside of its regulation will..."
This guy's really weird looking, I thought. He had a rather long face and a fat neck. His chin was almost non-existent. It looked as if his chin was merely part of the folds in his neck. The only time you could really tell he even had a chin was in-between sentences when he took a breath. Then it would suddenly jut out from its hiding place only to go hide again one half of a second later.
He flared his nostrils too---but that was more sporadic. I wasn't sure I liked this man; his eyebrows twitched.
"...so on weekends twitchflarechintwitch, twitchchinflaretwitchtwitchtwitch think about it..."
They were really long and bushy. And they didn't match his hair color, which was a faded orange. They were a deep black. I guess they made him look manly.
I rubbed at mine and wondered if they would grow in like his.
As soon as my brain uttered that thought, Mr. Itoki averted his eyes from scanning the class to stare directly into mine. His eyebrows twitched.
Ashamed, I looked away.
No other did I turn to than Eri Ninamori, who was sitting exactly two rows to the right of me.
She stopped writing to look up at me. Her lips turned slightly upward and she smiled. My mouth fumbled a deformed smile of its own. Then she turned her attention back to her paper. I turned back to the front and slumped further down into my chair.
I already wanted this day to be over.
***End Flashback***
I climbed into bed and covered my head with my comforter. My last thoughts before crossing into the world of sleep last night were of her.
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A/N: oh, I can't believe it's been like three months. Well, I'm back from China and am loaded down with homework among other things. Sorry, this took so long! I'm even more worried about the peeps waiting for Strange Interlude.they might be mad...
The only reason this is even being posted is because I typed it in China and emailed it to myself. And this chapter was going to be twice this size. But this looks like a good stopping place so now because next chapter I switch perspectives.
Well, until then! Whenever that may be...Please do not be angry!
Also, I will facilitate any questions (this fic, China, or otherwise) if you have them!
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