[Authors Note: I do not own FLCL or any of the characters in this story. If I did this would be it's own little TV-Movie like the realy bad DBZ movies... *dreams* fear the sick!]
They say when something terrible happens it sticks to you, your mind just won't let go of it, it torments you. In my case this wasn't true. After the terrible events in my home town everything went back to normal, my father became a great editor, my grandfather lived a happy life till he died 4 months later of a heart failure. I'm in college now, me and some of my friends from before. They forgot most of the accident too... life is back to normal. Everything stopped though... at 4:45 P.M. on a Friday.
I was headed back to my dorm room from helping the assistant professor of history, the recently rehabilitated Kitsurubami, with some filing when Gaku stopped me.
"Hey Naota," he said. "Some hot girl was looking for you, said it was important. She's in your dorm waiting for you." He added with a wink, "Good job."
Now at first I thought, "Hey, mabey it's a fan of my brother... or a friend of one of my friends..." but the minute I got in front of my door I knew something was wrong. There was a guitar playing... "Please tell me that was a guitar on the radio," I thought. I let out a sigh, it was the radio. My dorm was empty save for a few magazines on the floor and a coke can. "Why am I so jumpy?" I asked myself as I passed out on my bed.
"I don't know."
I almost died at that point. A voice... a voice from under my bed. Was I awake? Was I hearing things?
"Hey... theres a flashlight under here... and a sketchbook... hey! A cd player! Why Takun keep all the good stuff hidden?" The voice asked.
"Who... who are you? Where are you!?" I was loosing it, but who wouldn't in this case?
"Hey! Theres some nude drawings in here! Help me out of here so I can kick your-"
I knew who it was... I didn't but I did. There was something in the back of my head, in my fears, telling me exactly what it was. Still, I did as the voice ordered and began moving my boxes from under the bed only to see the last thing I wanted to see.
"Aww, little Takun all grown up! Mabey you won't let me kick your ass anymore?" It was... not it couldn't of been...
Haruko slid out from under the bed and stood up. For once she should look into his eyes without having to look down.
"I miss the bunk bed, you are gonna have to get one in here... mabey clean up the place a bit..." Naota had forgotten about her, had almost forgotten about- His thoughts were interupted by Haruko glomping him. And if things couldn't get worse, Kitsurubami walked in on the two.
"Naota! You know women arn't allowed in the male dorms!" She shouted, she has forgotten completely about Haruko.
"...but she's... she's..." Naota didn't know what to do. He was being glomped by an alien who ruined his life and was now in deep shit.
"But... since you did save me a days work I'll let it slide... I'll just move along... have fun you two." And with that she left.
"I will." Naota cringed as Harukos tounge slid across his cheek.
"Let go let go let go!" Naota cried out, and she obeyed.
"...I said let go not drop me hard on the floor." Naota rubbed his head.
"Now were you listening? I demaned a bunk bed... or a double," She winked. "And how about a dresser? Do you expect ME to leave my clothes on the floor like you do? Right now I'm stepping in Takun undies."
Naota blushed, he was confused for the most part. Why had she come back? Why to him?
"Your confused, guess you do deserve an explanation... when I went back I got into some trouble... as in I got fired. Apparently I broke alot of laws when I was over here. Well, life was hell being jobless and I couldn't get anyone to hire me. Then I remembered, hey, I could mooch off someone! But everyone I knew was dead... except you. I've been looking for you for years." She explained, sadly while examining the "Takun undies" she had been walking on.
Naota grabbed the underwear from her. "Those are mine!"
"Then lets see the ones you have on!" Haruko jumped, missing Naota but hitting a box of manga.
"What makes you think I'll let you mooch off me?" Naota did feel sorry for her but he didn't want her knowing it. She is the last person who needed to know that.
"Because your sweet, kind, and I can embarrass you with those realy bad naughty drawings... by the way women don't look like that. You draw duck moose human hybrids!" Haruko pulled out her bass from under the bed.
Naota's insticts took over and he quickly covered his head.
"But you heard her... no women in the men's dorms." Naota looked up, she was actually just laying it down on his bed.
"That means you had better get my apartment. Mature men need to know how to take care of a lady." Haruko flipped through some of the manga she had found, most of it was simply vampire comics and things about people from another world... the last one is what caught her. It wasn't a published manga, something Naota had done himself. 'Vespa Woman' "Awww... little Takun did something on little old... is my nose realy that big?"
"I am not buying you an apartment... and my art skills suck, ok? I wasn't ment to play baseball or draw..." Naota sat down on his bed, moving the bass.
"I have SOME money you know..." Haruko said, pulling out a strange purple coin currency.
"...I take it that's your planets currency?" Naota asked, poking at it.
"...good point. Besides, I'd share. Come on, I need a place to stay. People out there are strange. Come on Takun..." Naota couldn't believe this. Haruko seemed to change before his eyes, she was on her knees begging.
"Fine. But you have to be my housekeeper, just like old times?" Naota smiled.
And with that Haruko jumped up and glomped him again.
"So what are you two? Siblings? Man and wife?" The landlord asked, showing them around the medium sized apartment. It was nice, a bedroom, bathroom with shower, kitchen area, and living area. Even a closet which Naota could hide in when Haruko made curry.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend." Haruko anwsered for him. Naota's eyes grew bigger than his head.
"No! Just friends..." He yelled, blushing.
"...right. Seeing as how I can see you are a college boy and I do need the money... 40 a week." The landlord was female, slightly older than Naota's father.
Again, before Naota could speak Haruko yelled, "We'll take it!"
"Good... I expect this week's payment by tommorow... the rest will be at the beginning of every week you live here." The landlord said as she left.
"...I have a hundred and fifty yen in the world." Naota sighed.
"Don't worry, I can find a job on Earth. What's a job that'd accept me?" Haruko asked, her grin was both evil and friendly.
"Executioner... mass murderer... prostitute..." Naota listed, hoping she didn't catch the last one.
"I'll be a waitress!" Haruko knocked Naota onto the floor as her arms flew up into the air.
"Great," Naota thought. "I'm stuck in an apartment with an insane alien who wants to be a waitress..." then he looked at her. "And I couldn't be happier."
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Kinda strange, but please review anyway. Flames are accepted... just be intelligent with it. Next chapters will be better, I promise. Also they won't be as short.
They say when something terrible happens it sticks to you, your mind just won't let go of it, it torments you. In my case this wasn't true. After the terrible events in my home town everything went back to normal, my father became a great editor, my grandfather lived a happy life till he died 4 months later of a heart failure. I'm in college now, me and some of my friends from before. They forgot most of the accident too... life is back to normal. Everything stopped though... at 4:45 P.M. on a Friday.
I was headed back to my dorm room from helping the assistant professor of history, the recently rehabilitated Kitsurubami, with some filing when Gaku stopped me.
"Hey Naota," he said. "Some hot girl was looking for you, said it was important. She's in your dorm waiting for you." He added with a wink, "Good job."
Now at first I thought, "Hey, mabey it's a fan of my brother... or a friend of one of my friends..." but the minute I got in front of my door I knew something was wrong. There was a guitar playing... "Please tell me that was a guitar on the radio," I thought. I let out a sigh, it was the radio. My dorm was empty save for a few magazines on the floor and a coke can. "Why am I so jumpy?" I asked myself as I passed out on my bed.
"I don't know."
I almost died at that point. A voice... a voice from under my bed. Was I awake? Was I hearing things?
"Hey... theres a flashlight under here... and a sketchbook... hey! A cd player! Why Takun keep all the good stuff hidden?" The voice asked.
"Who... who are you? Where are you!?" I was loosing it, but who wouldn't in this case?
"Hey! Theres some nude drawings in here! Help me out of here so I can kick your-"
I knew who it was... I didn't but I did. There was something in the back of my head, in my fears, telling me exactly what it was. Still, I did as the voice ordered and began moving my boxes from under the bed only to see the last thing I wanted to see.
"Aww, little Takun all grown up! Mabey you won't let me kick your ass anymore?" It was... not it couldn't of been...
Haruko slid out from under the bed and stood up. For once she should look into his eyes without having to look down.
"I miss the bunk bed, you are gonna have to get one in here... mabey clean up the place a bit..." Naota had forgotten about her, had almost forgotten about- His thoughts were interupted by Haruko glomping him. And if things couldn't get worse, Kitsurubami walked in on the two.
"Naota! You know women arn't allowed in the male dorms!" She shouted, she has forgotten completely about Haruko.
"...but she's... she's..." Naota didn't know what to do. He was being glomped by an alien who ruined his life and was now in deep shit.
"But... since you did save me a days work I'll let it slide... I'll just move along... have fun you two." And with that she left.
"I will." Naota cringed as Harukos tounge slid across his cheek.
"Let go let go let go!" Naota cried out, and she obeyed.
"...I said let go not drop me hard on the floor." Naota rubbed his head.
"Now were you listening? I demaned a bunk bed... or a double," She winked. "And how about a dresser? Do you expect ME to leave my clothes on the floor like you do? Right now I'm stepping in Takun undies."
Naota blushed, he was confused for the most part. Why had she come back? Why to him?
"Your confused, guess you do deserve an explanation... when I went back I got into some trouble... as in I got fired. Apparently I broke alot of laws when I was over here. Well, life was hell being jobless and I couldn't get anyone to hire me. Then I remembered, hey, I could mooch off someone! But everyone I knew was dead... except you. I've been looking for you for years." She explained, sadly while examining the "Takun undies" she had been walking on.
Naota grabbed the underwear from her. "Those are mine!"
"Then lets see the ones you have on!" Haruko jumped, missing Naota but hitting a box of manga.
"What makes you think I'll let you mooch off me?" Naota did feel sorry for her but he didn't want her knowing it. She is the last person who needed to know that.
"Because your sweet, kind, and I can embarrass you with those realy bad naughty drawings... by the way women don't look like that. You draw duck moose human hybrids!" Haruko pulled out her bass from under the bed.
Naota's insticts took over and he quickly covered his head.
"But you heard her... no women in the men's dorms." Naota looked up, she was actually just laying it down on his bed.
"That means you had better get my apartment. Mature men need to know how to take care of a lady." Haruko flipped through some of the manga she had found, most of it was simply vampire comics and things about people from another world... the last one is what caught her. It wasn't a published manga, something Naota had done himself. 'Vespa Woman' "Awww... little Takun did something on little old... is my nose realy that big?"
"I am not buying you an apartment... and my art skills suck, ok? I wasn't ment to play baseball or draw..." Naota sat down on his bed, moving the bass.
"I have SOME money you know..." Haruko said, pulling out a strange purple coin currency.
"...I take it that's your planets currency?" Naota asked, poking at it.
"...good point. Besides, I'd share. Come on, I need a place to stay. People out there are strange. Come on Takun..." Naota couldn't believe this. Haruko seemed to change before his eyes, she was on her knees begging.
"Fine. But you have to be my housekeeper, just like old times?" Naota smiled.
And with that Haruko jumped up and glomped him again.
"So what are you two? Siblings? Man and wife?" The landlord asked, showing them around the medium sized apartment. It was nice, a bedroom, bathroom with shower, kitchen area, and living area. Even a closet which Naota could hide in when Haruko made curry.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend." Haruko anwsered for him. Naota's eyes grew bigger than his head.
"No! Just friends..." He yelled, blushing.
"...right. Seeing as how I can see you are a college boy and I do need the money... 40 a week." The landlord was female, slightly older than Naota's father.
Again, before Naota could speak Haruko yelled, "We'll take it!"
"Good... I expect this week's payment by tommorow... the rest will be at the beginning of every week you live here." The landlord said as she left.
"...I have a hundred and fifty yen in the world." Naota sighed.
"Don't worry, I can find a job on Earth. What's a job that'd accept me?" Haruko asked, her grin was both evil and friendly.
"Executioner... mass murderer... prostitute..." Naota listed, hoping she didn't catch the last one.
"I'll be a waitress!" Haruko knocked Naota onto the floor as her arms flew up into the air.
"Great," Naota thought. "I'm stuck in an apartment with an insane alien who wants to be a waitress..." then he looked at her. "And I couldn't be happier."
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Kinda strange, but please review anyway. Flames are accepted... just be intelligent with it. Next chapters will be better, I promise. Also they won't be as short.