Okay, be nice, readers. This is my first ever try at a Furi Kuri/Cowboy
Bebop Crossover. Ages have been adjusted (a lot) to fit the story (kind of
an obvious fact, huh?). Alright then, lets get started!
It was raining that day. Naota was running as fast as he could towards his school, when he tripped over a leg and fell into a puddle. He stood up, dripping wet and looked at the owner of the outstretched leg. There was a young man sitting at the bench in front of his high school, smoking. The young man looked at the boy. "Hey, sorry about that, kid." he grunted. "You okay." Naota was silent. He nodded, and continued towards the building, only, not as fast this time. The older boy blew out a cloud of smoke, sighed, and watched the boy trudge his way towards the building. He took a long drag on his cigarette, tossed it into the puddle that Naota fell in not too long ago, and slowly walked towards it as well.
Chapter 1 - Welcome to High School
She rode her motor scooter to her first day of high school, mostly because her brother wasn't ready (as early as she was) to give her a ride. She didn't enjoy arguing with him; he almost always won every one, so, she decided against it. As she whizzed down the road she enjoyed the sights of a new area, following the directions that her brother gave her. The school itself was in small town, about twenty or so miles away from her house. She was enjoying the sights so much, that she ended up getting lost. "Where is Ed?" the girl wondered. She looked at the miserable, crumpled piece of paper and sighed heavily. "Edward's lost." Ed turned around and looked hopefully at the road, as if to see a car driving down it. She didn't see a car, but a bright yellow Vespa. Ed leapt up and down waving her arms to get the driver's attention. "Hey! HEY!" she shouted. The driver stopped and looked at her. "What?" she asked. The driver, a girl not much older than Ed, had pink-ish colored hair and a wild, infectious smirk. She had her backpack on, and what looked like the top of a guitar sticking out of it. "What is it?" she asked again. "Ed is lost." Ed said calmly. "Can you tell Ed how to get to the Akira Maru high school." The older girl nodded. "Sure. Where is he?" Ed pointed at herself. "Ed is Ed." she said calmly. "Do you know where the school is?" The older girl nodded. "Sure. Just follow me." "What is your name?" Ed asked. "Haruko." the older girl said calmly.
Naota sat down in the back row of the assembly room and scanned. He felt like he was a little boy, some of these guys were enormous compared to him. He did see some familiar faces, though. Ninamori, his 'friend' from grade school, was flirting with some guy that was either a junior or senior, Haruko, his insane, Vespa riding neighbor talking with some red- headed girl that was about the same age as he was, and, that guy from earlier. Naota looked at him for a little while; he was pretty tall, about 6'2, in a leather jacket and blue jeans, and had wild, green hair. The boy noticed Naota staring, and glared harshly at him. He quickly averted his eyes away from the boy and looked towards the enormous bald spot on the back of the principal's head.
"....Hey, isn't Ed a boys' name?" Haruko asked the red-headed girl. Ed smiled madly and ran towards the back of the assembly room. Headed towards Spike, she saw a depressed-looking kid, sulking. She shoved his face at his and grinned widely. He jumped backwards. "Who are you!!?" he said, freaked out. "Ed is Ed!" Ed laughed. "Who are YOU?" "Naota Nandaba." the boy said flatly. "What kind of girl's name is 'Ed' anyway? You are a girl, right?" Ed nodded. "Edward is a girl." "...And, would you stop referring to yourself in the third person, already?" Naota mumbled. Ed stood up. "Bye-bye!" Ed ran off, making airplane noises, towards Spike.
Spike turned around warily and saw Ed charging full speed towards him. "Oh great." Spike thought. "Just great." The day wasn't proving to be too great so far. He was already stuck having to be the student mentor to some annoying little freshman and broke up with his current girlfriend in the same day. Ed stopped right in front of him. "Hey, Ed." he said. Ed stuck out one hand. "Spike-person owes Edward five dollars for lunch, today." Spike sighed, and reluctantly handed the girl a five. At a smell of his breath Ed let out a horrified gasp. "Spike-person was smoking again!" Spike ignored her comment. "Ed, do you know someone in your grade named Naota Nandaba?" Spike asked. Ed nodded, and pointed to the boy sulking in the corner of the assembly room. Spike sighed again. This definitely wasn't turning out to be a great day for him at all. He was honestly rethinking this whole student mentor thing. As if reading his mind, Ed said "Spike- person has to mentor Naota because mom-lady will be mad at Spike-person if he doesn't get to col-le-ge." she said, in a kind of sing-songy tone. "And to get to college, Spike-person has to mentor Naota to cover his badness." He knew she was right, but he, once again, ignored the comment. "How it go?" he asked. "Did you make it here in one piece?" Ed nodded. "Haruko- sempai helped me." Spike looked at her confused. "Don't know him." "Haruko- sempai is a girl. She is a sophomore." He thought about the name. Then he remembered. "God! That was that freshman who was stalking me all of last year!" "Edward!" called a girl. Both Ed and Spike turned around and looked. It was Haruko. A squeak of horror escaped from Spike's throat. "SPIKEY!!! SPIKE!" Haruko jumped on top of Spike and started to rub her face on his. Spike shuddered. "So, Spike, when are we gonna get married?" Haruko said, tracing little circles on his chest. Spike shoved her off. "We're not!" he shouted. "I don't even LIKE you!" He tried to walk away, but Haruko hugged onto his arm. Ed giggled. Spike tried to shake her off, but she was practically attached. "Please let go of me, Haruko!" Ed was laughing hysterically. Spike looked at her. "Edward, you could HELP me get her off! Don't just laugh!"
Naota chanced a second glance at the older boy's direction. What he saw was something that filled him with embarrassment and horror. Haruko was clamped onto his arm while he and Ed tried desperately to get her off.
"Do you need some help?" Spike turned towards the direction of the voice. It was the boy who was staring at him earlier. Naota Nandaba, Ed said his name was. "Can you get her off?" he asked calmly. Naota shrugged his shoulders. Spike continued to stare harshly at him. "No? Then no, I don't." he muttered. Naota put his fingers in between Haruko and Spike's arm and pried the two apart. He looked at them both. "Your welcome." he said, and walked back to his seat. Spike watched the little boy shuffled absent-mindedly back to his seat, and then looked at his 'problem'. "No stalking this year." he said simply to Haruko. "You leave me alone, alright." Haruko looked at him angelically. "Whatever you want, Spikey." Haruko said sweetly. "C'mon Edward."
Well, how was it? Good? Bad? Reviews are wanted and Flames are accepted. I can use them to warm up my chilly, little room.
It was raining that day. Naota was running as fast as he could towards his school, when he tripped over a leg and fell into a puddle. He stood up, dripping wet and looked at the owner of the outstretched leg. There was a young man sitting at the bench in front of his high school, smoking. The young man looked at the boy. "Hey, sorry about that, kid." he grunted. "You okay." Naota was silent. He nodded, and continued towards the building, only, not as fast this time. The older boy blew out a cloud of smoke, sighed, and watched the boy trudge his way towards the building. He took a long drag on his cigarette, tossed it into the puddle that Naota fell in not too long ago, and slowly walked towards it as well.
Chapter 1 - Welcome to High School
She rode her motor scooter to her first day of high school, mostly because her brother wasn't ready (as early as she was) to give her a ride. She didn't enjoy arguing with him; he almost always won every one, so, she decided against it. As she whizzed down the road she enjoyed the sights of a new area, following the directions that her brother gave her. The school itself was in small town, about twenty or so miles away from her house. She was enjoying the sights so much, that she ended up getting lost. "Where is Ed?" the girl wondered. She looked at the miserable, crumpled piece of paper and sighed heavily. "Edward's lost." Ed turned around and looked hopefully at the road, as if to see a car driving down it. She didn't see a car, but a bright yellow Vespa. Ed leapt up and down waving her arms to get the driver's attention. "Hey! HEY!" she shouted. The driver stopped and looked at her. "What?" she asked. The driver, a girl not much older than Ed, had pink-ish colored hair and a wild, infectious smirk. She had her backpack on, and what looked like the top of a guitar sticking out of it. "What is it?" she asked again. "Ed is lost." Ed said calmly. "Can you tell Ed how to get to the Akira Maru high school." The older girl nodded. "Sure. Where is he?" Ed pointed at herself. "Ed is Ed." she said calmly. "Do you know where the school is?" The older girl nodded. "Sure. Just follow me." "What is your name?" Ed asked. "Haruko." the older girl said calmly.
Naota sat down in the back row of the assembly room and scanned. He felt like he was a little boy, some of these guys were enormous compared to him. He did see some familiar faces, though. Ninamori, his 'friend' from grade school, was flirting with some guy that was either a junior or senior, Haruko, his insane, Vespa riding neighbor talking with some red- headed girl that was about the same age as he was, and, that guy from earlier. Naota looked at him for a little while; he was pretty tall, about 6'2, in a leather jacket and blue jeans, and had wild, green hair. The boy noticed Naota staring, and glared harshly at him. He quickly averted his eyes away from the boy and looked towards the enormous bald spot on the back of the principal's head.
"....Hey, isn't Ed a boys' name?" Haruko asked the red-headed girl. Ed smiled madly and ran towards the back of the assembly room. Headed towards Spike, she saw a depressed-looking kid, sulking. She shoved his face at his and grinned widely. He jumped backwards. "Who are you!!?" he said, freaked out. "Ed is Ed!" Ed laughed. "Who are YOU?" "Naota Nandaba." the boy said flatly. "What kind of girl's name is 'Ed' anyway? You are a girl, right?" Ed nodded. "Edward is a girl." "...And, would you stop referring to yourself in the third person, already?" Naota mumbled. Ed stood up. "Bye-bye!" Ed ran off, making airplane noises, towards Spike.
Spike turned around warily and saw Ed charging full speed towards him. "Oh great." Spike thought. "Just great." The day wasn't proving to be too great so far. He was already stuck having to be the student mentor to some annoying little freshman and broke up with his current girlfriend in the same day. Ed stopped right in front of him. "Hey, Ed." he said. Ed stuck out one hand. "Spike-person owes Edward five dollars for lunch, today." Spike sighed, and reluctantly handed the girl a five. At a smell of his breath Ed let out a horrified gasp. "Spike-person was smoking again!" Spike ignored her comment. "Ed, do you know someone in your grade named Naota Nandaba?" Spike asked. Ed nodded, and pointed to the boy sulking in the corner of the assembly room. Spike sighed again. This definitely wasn't turning out to be a great day for him at all. He was honestly rethinking this whole student mentor thing. As if reading his mind, Ed said "Spike- person has to mentor Naota because mom-lady will be mad at Spike-person if he doesn't get to col-le-ge." she said, in a kind of sing-songy tone. "And to get to college, Spike-person has to mentor Naota to cover his badness." He knew she was right, but he, once again, ignored the comment. "How it go?" he asked. "Did you make it here in one piece?" Ed nodded. "Haruko- sempai helped me." Spike looked at her confused. "Don't know him." "Haruko- sempai is a girl. She is a sophomore." He thought about the name. Then he remembered. "God! That was that freshman who was stalking me all of last year!" "Edward!" called a girl. Both Ed and Spike turned around and looked. It was Haruko. A squeak of horror escaped from Spike's throat. "SPIKEY!!! SPIKE!" Haruko jumped on top of Spike and started to rub her face on his. Spike shuddered. "So, Spike, when are we gonna get married?" Haruko said, tracing little circles on his chest. Spike shoved her off. "We're not!" he shouted. "I don't even LIKE you!" He tried to walk away, but Haruko hugged onto his arm. Ed giggled. Spike tried to shake her off, but she was practically attached. "Please let go of me, Haruko!" Ed was laughing hysterically. Spike looked at her. "Edward, you could HELP me get her off! Don't just laugh!"
Naota chanced a second glance at the older boy's direction. What he saw was something that filled him with embarrassment and horror. Haruko was clamped onto his arm while he and Ed tried desperately to get her off.
"Do you need some help?" Spike turned towards the direction of the voice. It was the boy who was staring at him earlier. Naota Nandaba, Ed said his name was. "Can you get her off?" he asked calmly. Naota shrugged his shoulders. Spike continued to stare harshly at him. "No? Then no, I don't." he muttered. Naota put his fingers in between Haruko and Spike's arm and pried the two apart. He looked at them both. "Your welcome." he said, and walked back to his seat. Spike watched the little boy shuffled absent-mindedly back to his seat, and then looked at his 'problem'. "No stalking this year." he said simply to Haruko. "You leave me alone, alright." Haruko looked at him angelically. "Whatever you want, Spikey." Haruko said sweetly. "C'mon Edward."
Well, how was it? Good? Bad? Reviews are wanted and Flames are accepted. I can use them to warm up my chilly, little room.