Hey! I'm back at the writing thing again. I have been getting a lot of
positive feed back on this project and it just makes me all warm and happy
inside. :)
Well I'm glad that all of you liked my first pathetic attempt, even though it was short, I'm surprised that people are even reading my fic anyway, but enough with the self pity, on with the story!
I am truly not making any money off of this, I really don't think that none of us are, I'm just a poor college student that is bored and somewhat imaginative. So, read, and Enjoy!
Notes: Sometimes it will be point of view, sometimes it won't, depends on where the story takes me, I will write and update often, since I know what it is like to be in the middle of a really good story and to just be left hanging.
(Words with a day will be journal entries made by the character, and I think in this story each character will have his own, maybe. Words with ** means they will be personal thoughts. Also, I may throw in song lyrics so beware of those.)
Glass Vase
Chapter 2: Until I Fall Away
POV: Yusuke
Damn it, another day, another headache. Today is Monday by the way, and the first wretched day back at Sarayaski Junior High. Normally I wouldn't go, but I promised Keiko that I would, and I don't want to break that promise, cause if I do, she'll break my neck. But I'll go, I said I would, but she just didn't say that I had to stay the whole day... I've had this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach ever since I dragged my lazy ass out of bed. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I have a bad feeling, a real bad feeling something is supposed to happen.
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"Hey! Kuwabara! Wake the hell up! You are not leaving me alone to face the cesspool that we call school! KUWABARA!"
Yusuke stood outside of Kuwabara's house, yelling at the top of his lungs at 7AM. Kuwabara dragged his still sleeping figure to the window, as he opened it, he stuck his carrot head out and yelled back.
"Urameshi! Leave me alone! Shouldn't there be some third grader you should be kicking the crap out of?! Geez, it's 7AM for goodness sakes, and school doesn't start till 9! You would know that if you ever went to school every once in a while, and God forbid you were actually on time!"
"Huh? School doesn't start till 9? Hmm, go figure... But I'm awake now, and so are you, so lets go see Kurama, he might be awake about now."
"Why do you want to go see Kurama for? Is there something up?"
"Maybe, I don't know. I've been feeling weird all morning, I don't know why, but I think something's about to go down, that's why I want to go see him, maybe he'll know something. So, enough talk, get you dumbass down here already!"
"Yeah yeah, a simple 'good morning Kuwabara' would have sufficed. Bastard..."
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They walked in silence down the street, heading towards Kurama's house. Hands jammed in their pockets and heads hanging low, they occasionally grunted when they were about to make a turn, or if they were about to cross the street. The day was beautiful, the sky was an azure blue with white cotton clouds floating high above the Tokyo skyline. The air was cool, and soft breezes would whoosh past and bring a clean sent of flowers and trees. As they finally reached the street they have been treading towards, they knock softly on the door.
"Hello, is Ku-, I mean is Shuuichi home?" Yusuke asked Shiori, hands tightening slightly in his pockets, feeling stupid because he made the mistake of almost calling Kurama by his true name in front of his mother.
"Oh, yes, he is in his room. You may go up and see him before he goes to school." Said Shiori, bowing gracefully to let the two young men in. "If you'll excuse me, I have breakfast to prepare, would you like to join us?" She asked, her eyes shinning and her hands before her, hopeful that they might take her invitation.
"Yes, thank you." Both boys answered, looking a bit shocked and taken aback by the sudden gesture of kindness. But accepted, because neither of two had thought of eating before leaving their homes, well it's not like Yusuke had food in his house anyway.
"Alright, well, it will be ready in about 15 minutes, so come down with Shuuichi when you're ready." She again bowed, and left the room.
The two boys walked up the stairs to Kurama's room. "Which one is it again?" Kuwabara asked. Ashamed to say that he had forgotten. There were three identical doors. But which one to choose...
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*Hm, he's here. In the tree, watching me, why won't he come inside? Why is he so intent on watching me like a goldfish? Do I repulse him that much? No, I can't think that way, I must keep my composure even though it's killing me inside. I should tell him right now, I should tell him of my feelings, of my love for him. But what if I scare him away? What if I disgust him and he leaves and never returns? I just want to know if he cares about me, cares if I fall away and fade into obscurity? (Sigh) Oh, I see why he hasn't come inside... The window is locked.*
Kurama shoved his indecisions away and unlocked the window and pulled it up.
*So he finally realized that the window was locked. Hn, stupid fox, he'd been staring at the same spot on the wall for about 10 minutes now. I wonder what he was thinking? He looked confused, then scared, then confused again. I don't understand him sometimes. He's always so composed around the rest, yet alone, his mind and face are wracked with indecisions and fears that only he is to face alone. Oh, if only I were there to comfort him, and listen to his stupid ningen thoughts. Why do I suddenly care?*
Hiei jumps in and automatically takes his place on the window sill. Arms crossed in front of his chest, and one leg up, and the other dangling limply. Clad in his usual black clothes and a stoic face, he stares out of the window.
"Hn, the idiot and gorilla are here."
"Hm? What? Why would those two be here at this time of morning? They usually don't wake up unless a disaster happened."
Kurama walked to his door and opened it, surprised that they were a few ways down the hall, desperately trying to find the room that belonged to Kurama. As he looked on with amused emerald eyes, the two finally stopped and looked back into the first doorway they had passed.
"See, I told you it was this one." Said an annoyed Yusuke.
To Be Continued....................................
Well, this one might not be very good, or very informative, but I'm trying to conjure up a good story line, to no avail. But please review, and be nice. :) Tell me what you think! I'm so happy to read the reviews that people post!
Well I'm glad that all of you liked my first pathetic attempt, even though it was short, I'm surprised that people are even reading my fic anyway, but enough with the self pity, on with the story!
I am truly not making any money off of this, I really don't think that none of us are, I'm just a poor college student that is bored and somewhat imaginative. So, read, and Enjoy!
Notes: Sometimes it will be point of view, sometimes it won't, depends on where the story takes me, I will write and update often, since I know what it is like to be in the middle of a really good story and to just be left hanging.
(Words with a day will be journal entries made by the character, and I think in this story each character will have his own, maybe. Words with ** means they will be personal thoughts. Also, I may throw in song lyrics so beware of those.)
Glass Vase
Chapter 2: Until I Fall Away
POV: Yusuke
Damn it, another day, another headache. Today is Monday by the way, and the first wretched day back at Sarayaski Junior High. Normally I wouldn't go, but I promised Keiko that I would, and I don't want to break that promise, cause if I do, she'll break my neck. But I'll go, I said I would, but she just didn't say that I had to stay the whole day... I've had this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach ever since I dragged my lazy ass out of bed. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I have a bad feeling, a real bad feeling something is supposed to happen.
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"Hey! Kuwabara! Wake the hell up! You are not leaving me alone to face the cesspool that we call school! KUWABARA!"
Yusuke stood outside of Kuwabara's house, yelling at the top of his lungs at 7AM. Kuwabara dragged his still sleeping figure to the window, as he opened it, he stuck his carrot head out and yelled back.
"Urameshi! Leave me alone! Shouldn't there be some third grader you should be kicking the crap out of?! Geez, it's 7AM for goodness sakes, and school doesn't start till 9! You would know that if you ever went to school every once in a while, and God forbid you were actually on time!"
"Huh? School doesn't start till 9? Hmm, go figure... But I'm awake now, and so are you, so lets go see Kurama, he might be awake about now."
"Why do you want to go see Kurama for? Is there something up?"
"Maybe, I don't know. I've been feeling weird all morning, I don't know why, but I think something's about to go down, that's why I want to go see him, maybe he'll know something. So, enough talk, get you dumbass down here already!"
"Yeah yeah, a simple 'good morning Kuwabara' would have sufficed. Bastard..."
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They walked in silence down the street, heading towards Kurama's house. Hands jammed in their pockets and heads hanging low, they occasionally grunted when they were about to make a turn, or if they were about to cross the street. The day was beautiful, the sky was an azure blue with white cotton clouds floating high above the Tokyo skyline. The air was cool, and soft breezes would whoosh past and bring a clean sent of flowers and trees. As they finally reached the street they have been treading towards, they knock softly on the door.
"Hello, is Ku-, I mean is Shuuichi home?" Yusuke asked Shiori, hands tightening slightly in his pockets, feeling stupid because he made the mistake of almost calling Kurama by his true name in front of his mother.
"Oh, yes, he is in his room. You may go up and see him before he goes to school." Said Shiori, bowing gracefully to let the two young men in. "If you'll excuse me, I have breakfast to prepare, would you like to join us?" She asked, her eyes shinning and her hands before her, hopeful that they might take her invitation.
"Yes, thank you." Both boys answered, looking a bit shocked and taken aback by the sudden gesture of kindness. But accepted, because neither of two had thought of eating before leaving their homes, well it's not like Yusuke had food in his house anyway.
"Alright, well, it will be ready in about 15 minutes, so come down with Shuuichi when you're ready." She again bowed, and left the room.
The two boys walked up the stairs to Kurama's room. "Which one is it again?" Kuwabara asked. Ashamed to say that he had forgotten. There were three identical doors. But which one to choose...
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*Hm, he's here. In the tree, watching me, why won't he come inside? Why is he so intent on watching me like a goldfish? Do I repulse him that much? No, I can't think that way, I must keep my composure even though it's killing me inside. I should tell him right now, I should tell him of my feelings, of my love for him. But what if I scare him away? What if I disgust him and he leaves and never returns? I just want to know if he cares about me, cares if I fall away and fade into obscurity? (Sigh) Oh, I see why he hasn't come inside... The window is locked.*
Kurama shoved his indecisions away and unlocked the window and pulled it up.
*So he finally realized that the window was locked. Hn, stupid fox, he'd been staring at the same spot on the wall for about 10 minutes now. I wonder what he was thinking? He looked confused, then scared, then confused again. I don't understand him sometimes. He's always so composed around the rest, yet alone, his mind and face are wracked with indecisions and fears that only he is to face alone. Oh, if only I were there to comfort him, and listen to his stupid ningen thoughts. Why do I suddenly care?*
Hiei jumps in and automatically takes his place on the window sill. Arms crossed in front of his chest, and one leg up, and the other dangling limply. Clad in his usual black clothes and a stoic face, he stares out of the window.
"Hn, the idiot and gorilla are here."
"Hm? What? Why would those two be here at this time of morning? They usually don't wake up unless a disaster happened."
Kurama walked to his door and opened it, surprised that they were a few ways down the hall, desperately trying to find the room that belonged to Kurama. As he looked on with amused emerald eyes, the two finally stopped and looked back into the first doorway they had passed.
"See, I told you it was this one." Said an annoyed Yusuke.
To Be Continued....................................
Well, this one might not be very good, or very informative, but I'm trying to conjure up a good story line, to no avail. But please review, and be nice. :) Tell me what you think! I'm so happy to read the reviews that people post!