Title: Beauty and the Beast Spirit
Rating :Pg-Pg-13
Chapter One
Summary: Izumi + Kouji, AU. A different spin on a classic. Modern world. Minamoto Kouji is the son of a multi millionaire , so is his perky brother Kouichi ( :P). Izumi Orimoto is the Daughter of another Wealthy man. When Izumi's father wants to buy a large part of Kouji's father's business ..will they be brought together by a father's crazy condition?
anything in "quotes marks like these" is in Japanese/Italian. [ Anything in these Brackets is in English] also 'anything in these marks' means THOUGHTS.
Disclaimer: I Don't own Digimon , or Beauty and the Beast. This is my weird version of the original story...
Rome, Italy 10:45 pm
A large mansion sits on a hill overlooking a very popular city.
Sitting on a window sill on the second floor of this residence, more than halfway out the window, a elegantly dressed( can two- piece Pj's be Elegant?) young girl about 15 is humming along to her ATC CD.
"Just - la, la, la, la, la – It goes around the world. Just - la, la, la, la, la - It's all around the world Just-"
Her CD player had somehow slipped out of her hands and fallen out the window
Shattering a lawn ornament. She wondered if the overly fragile lawn gnomes were her mother's idea...
She frowned at the loss of her CD player as well as the angel that was in pieces.
"Ah, darn... I hope no one notices..." she said taking off her headphones , and hoping no angels dropped any thing on her in vengeance against their ceramic sister.
Shutting the window she yawned, it was pretty late.
And she had school tomorrow.
She took off her slippers and sat on her bed, running her hand over the thick creme-yellow colored comforter just about everything in her room was either yellow, purple, pink or tan.
She pulled the covers back and hopped into bed...
Unfortunately she wasn't exactly the definition of graceful.
So while trying to Hop under her covers she fell flat on the floor.
Rubbing her elbow, she Carefully got into bed.
She sighed, thinking of how much of a Klutz she was.
She reached over to turn out the light on her nightstand,
Her stuffed animal that sat next to the lamp fell to the carpeted floor with a faint thump.
Izumi ignored it and rolled over to go to sleep, still upset over her cd player.
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Meanwhile at an Airport in Tokyo.......
Two dark(blue-ish) haired boys followed their parents. One of the boys, Kouichi, seemed very happy to be moving to Italy. Much unlike his brother Kouji who looked about ready to die.
"Oh, come on. Cheer up Kouji it will be fun!"
Kouichi said grinning like a Disney character at his brother.
"Stop smiling like that, It's unsettling."
Kouji turned to his parents.
"I could have stayed home with aunt Kayo. She's blind she wont be able to tell it's me and not Koichi. And the maids...ah the maids. The ones with the cute outfits... No one would miss me!"
Kouji received a smack upside the head from his mother.
"Kouji, STOP complaining. You'll love Italy. You just don't know it yet."
He huffed.
"Yeah it's just a roller coaster of fun so FAR." He said rubbing his head, the other side of his head was promptly whacked .
Kouji managed to mumble a Whatever under his breath without his twin brother tattling on him.
At least he'd gotten a window seat...
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Izumi was walking. She saw a Shinto temple. "This is odd." She walked inside.
It was warm and humid inside, as if the windows needed to be opened badly. The walls were an attractive dark brown with scrolls hanging everywhere.
There were paper doors with dragons painted on them. She slid one open and bowed immediately.
She didn't know why she was in a temple.
She and her family hadn't been back to Japan in a long time because her mother had always wanted to live in Italy, the country of her birth.
The Orimoto family was Shinto, but there weren't many shrines in the neighborhood so they weren't as Orthodox as they used to be.
She had bowed because there was a priestess there.
The priestess bowed her head introduced herself as Bikare.
"Orimoto Izumi." Izumi said while twiddling her thumbs.
She had a habit of that.
The woman smiled and returned to what she was doing.
Izumi looked over Bikare's shoulder.
She raised one of her eyebrows.
"Nani-ishteru?"* She asked looking curiously at the small branches that had been laid out on a towel.
Bikare moved so that Izumi could see better.
'Ah, she's arranging flowers.'
Izumi smiled at the middle aged woman, "It's very pretty."
Bikare nodded and stood up.
Izumi watched her open a door to let in fresh air.
She then smiled at Izumi.
Izumi looked around, there were alot of people behind her gathering in the next room
"Is it O-Shingai?"
The priestess shook her head, Izumi looked around again there was a wedding ceremony being held.
'Is this mom and dad's wedding?' Izumi looked down, she was wearing a wedding Kimono.
'Shimatte...how old am I?'
She then looked to her side there was a dark haired boy standing next to her.
He smiled and Izumi raised her eyebrows in disbelief and horror as he extended his hand towards hers.
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"Ahhhh!!NNOOOOOO" Izumi gripped her pillow hard and sighed,
"Thank the gods, It was just a dream..."
One of her older sisters had come into the room along with her father with their mother and the second oldest at her heels.
Izumi smiled, "Eh heh-heh...."
Her sisters looked at each other and giggled, like the sound of bats wings on a cold, cold December night.
Izumi's face grew red due to the awkward silence. Their mother coughed, "Well since you three are already awake, we can discuss your father's new business plan." The Italian woman smiled mischievously as her daughters exchanged curious looks.
Izumi glanced at her Digital clock, it was just after four in the morning.
their parents directed their children to get dressed and come downstairs.
After her family members were out of the room Izumi closed her door and approached her closet. "Okay. You don't like me and I don't like you, so lets make this easy for both of us ne?"
She pulled out her dusty never-been-used-properly-in-a-hundred-years kendo stick out of a nearby corner.
She resisted the urge to twirl it because she knew it would probably just come up and hit her in the face like it always did.
She held it out in front of her like a sword and opened her closet. Too bad she didn't have her shield and armor...
A ton of clothes, stuffed animals and a stash of AA' battery's fell off of the crowded shelves in an avalanche on top of poor Izumi.
She pushed her kendo mask off of her shoulder and tossed the huge Mashimaro plushy away from her face.
She managed to free herself from the grasp of an old red sweater. She then dove her hands into the pile and retrieved her private school uniform.
After shoving her things back into her notorious closet she began to get dressed.
Her uniform was basic, like her sisters. It was blue and white. The skirt was plaid, there was a white dress shirt with a blue vest. She also wore the classic knee high socks.
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Nabiki, the middle daughter, was busy gelling her blonde dyed bangs to stick out like Hikaru from Hikaru no go.
Her skin, as well as her sisters had bronzed since they had left the polar region, She didn't mind the freckle on her shoulder now.
She had hair that was short, it was also black and it stuck out at the ends in an attractive way.
She pulled her uniform off of the hanger from her closet, it was like Izumi's. Nabiki was seventeen and Nami was eighteen.
Her sister Nami was calling for her. She looked in the mirror before leaving. She had pretty green eyes.
'Hmm. I wonder what dad wanted to talk about.' The backpack shifted noticeably causing the Azumanga Daioh* key ring to jingle.
"NABIKI!" Nabiki hurried when her sister called.
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"Izumi!"
Her sister was calling for her from down stairs. Her sister's name was Nami, she had short, red streaked hair that was in a small pony tail on the back of her head. She had glasses.
She was also wearing the blue uniform, there was an extra patch sewn on her sweater vest implying that she was an honor roll student.
Izumi finished brushing her hair and grabbed her shoes before scuttling downstairs like a bunny on crack.
The rest of her family was sitting at the breakfast table when she got downstairs.
She sat down quietly, accidentally kicking her sister's chair over. After Nami had gotten off of the floor their father cleared his throat.
"Your father is going to invest in another business. And he's going to let one of you three girls pick for him this time."
Nami, Izumi and Nabiki smiled at their father. Nabiki was the first to raise her hand.
"Why not buy a small but popular clothing industry?" She suggested strongly, while smiling brightly. Her father nodded.
"...We could do that, Nabiki chan." He then turned to Nami who was fiddling with her glasses.
She then looked up quickly, causing her glasses to fall off her face.
"How about jewelry Odosa?"
He smiled. "Or Jewelry." He looked around the table, fiddling with a salt shaker that looked like a cow.
"How about a traditional bath house. I've always wanted to work in one!"
Nami pulled on a piece of Izumi's hair. "Ever since you watched Spirited Away!" Izumi stuck out her tongue
"Miyazaki is a genius!" Nami rolled her eyes. "You said Jim Henson was a genius when you watched sesame street!"
"Shut up no one asked for your opinion Nami!
It was normal for Izumi to fight with her sisters so everyone acted as if nothing was amiss.
"Alright then, Today while I'm out. I'll look around and see what I can do. A Jewelry shop, A clothing store or a Bath House." He smiled and dismissed his daughters from the table.
The three of them headed upstairs to gather the rest of their school supplies, after all it was already two after five. If Izumi was going to walk to school again she would need an early start.
She heaved a light purple book bag over her shoulder. It had one strap like her sister's but unlike theirs, there were doodles all over it as well as weird and stupid phrases in kanji and Hiragana.
She made sure to sneak a chocolate from her mothers coffee table before heading out the door.
She pushed a piece of dyed blonde hair out of her face, even though it was plain obvious that she had natural black hair, the blonde seemed to complement it.
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Kouji and his family had just gotten off of the plane and Kouji was trying to un-pop his ears when his father tossed him two very large suitcases.
"What's this?? Don't they have carts?" Another whack. It was quiet time. Kouichi skipped ahead joyfully.
Kouji rubbed his head with his free arm before using it t pick up the other suitcase. "So, do you know how far our house is from here?"
His mother was busy directing movers where to put the massive amount of luggage.
So he turned to his father. "Ummm. Somewhere in town, Kouji. Now stop dawdling and put those in the van."
Kouji did as he was told. He glared at Kouichi who was only carrying one small suitcase. Kouichi grinned at his brother. "Stop pouting! Aren't you wondering who our neighbors will be?"
Kouji shook his head. "No, should I?" Kouichi rolled his eyes. "I'm not even going to try anymore." he huffed.
"Good. Maybe then I can BEGIN my life." Kouji muttered under his breath. His ponytail swung as he tossed the suitcases in the back of the van, His father had come to Italy because Japanese stuff was becoming widely popular, Mr. Minamoto was going to open a business. A bath house.
He had a good business in Japan and was extending to Italy, within ten years he would be a millionaire.
Kouji adjusted his Bandana as the rest of his family piled into the car.
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