Updates n' stuff on bio. Duh. If you want to know why this update took so
freakin' long, its on my bio too.
This chapter was hard to write...-.-
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I'm in Love But You Don't Care
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Apparently, the anal probe had a screen affixed near one end. Naota had no idea what purpose this served, as he was transfixed with the idea that it would soon be heading up his colon.
Frankly, he was surprised to see his clothes still attached to his body. His backpack, goggles, vespa, and rickenbacker were nowhere in sight.
It twitched again, closer still to his face. Naota stared at it, transfixed.
Motion ceased. The prodding point had stopped an inch away from Naota's nose.
Naota instantly had a horrible vision of a giant metal poker being shoved up his nostril and bursting forth from the rear of his empty cranial cavity.
It wavered in front of his face for a fraction of a century.
Naota finally noticed that the background noise had quieted. The ferret- beings had been speaking in their foreign tongue all throughout Naota's internal monologue, and only now did he realize it.
"Are you a Gaian?" an automated voice asked, surprisingly in Japanese. This question was promptly repeated in English, German, French, Spanish, Mandarin, Hindu, and Swahili.
At this point, Naota found that the voice was being projected from the tip of the rod. The aliens stared at him expectantly. Naota's mind – or what was left of it – fired a blank.
"What's a Gaian?" was the first comprehensible phrase to come from his mouth.
The ferret twiddled a dial on the machine. It shot out a remark sounding quite similar to the language the two creatures had been speaking. The ferret replied to this statement in the end of the gadget that he was holding.
"Perhaps you do not call it that. Gaia, Chikyuu, Earth, Kiwanja. KK-03. What would you prefer? Is that where you are from?"
Naota turned to contemplate a nondescript white wall. He could relate.
"Yeah. I guess so," he muttered, not really expecting the beast or his gadget to hear.
"What is your destination?" asked the creature.
Naota shifted uncomfortably. From the corner of his eye – not that he was looking or anything – the awe-inspiring creature was level with him now. He could feel its twin globes of darkness penetrating him like absolute zero.
"I...don't....know," Naota admitted.
"KK-O3 does not have the technology to do what you have just done," the ferret informed him. "Where did you get the vehicle? And the instrument?"
Naota hesitated. His eyes flicked towards the beast before him. He tried a polite glance before his eyes dropped to the floor. It was the same color as the wall.
"I'm looking for someone," Naota conceded. "She left those things on Earth by accident. I'm trying to return them...to her."
The ferret-creature's eyes crinkled up in what proved to be amusement. The female, who was still hiding behind him, had the same reaction. Snorts and chittering came from their direction. Naota belatedly recognized that it was laughter.
An angry blush quickly spread across Naota's cheeks, all the way to the tips of his ears.
"What's so funny?" he demanded quietly, gritting his teeth.
Slowly, the laughter died away. The beast bared its inch-long incisors at Naota in what might be termed a feral grin. That, or he was just angry.
"How old are you? What is your status in your society?" it growled.
"I'm 15," Naota replied. The red flush still burned his cheeks. "I'm a teenager."
"You are but a naïve child!" it hissed. "You are one insignificant speck from a backwater planet! The universe is larger than you think it is, boy, and it certainly doesn't revolve around YOU!"
Naota froze until a defensive reaction finally kicked in. If there was anything he hated being called more than anything, it was...
"A child?!" Naota burst out. Frankly, he was amazed that he could release this much emotion at one time. Before, he'd always thought that if he let too much out at once then it would all flood out, like a leaky dam. He could feel his subconscious trying to nail wood over the holes in a futile effort. "I'm not a child!!!!!!"
"And now you sound even more like one."
Naota's head started aching quite acutely. He put his head in his hands and groaned. It was probably jetlag, scratch that, 'vespa-lag' kicking in. And all those three-sixties out in space probably hadn't improved his condition.
All he could manage to mumble was, "Just leave me alone."
"Fine. We shall return later, when you have a more accurate picture of reality."
With that, the ferret-man and his ferret-wife scurried out of the room. A swoosh indicated that the white door had blocked them from sight.
Naota lay back down on the uncomfortably hard – but spotlessly clean – bed.
And this is what he dreamt.
Smoke. Whisps. Fog.
It burned his eyes.
Strangely enough, there was no fire.
A pink blur swam past his fuzzy vision. He suddenly realized who it was, but she was already yards away. His head swung like a seesaw. Molasses air tugged on his limbs, dragging him down as he made a break for her.
"Come back!!!" Naota shouted, his voice hoarse. His eyes stung with tears caused by the searing haze. He coughed on it as it threatened to strangle him and pull him down into the darkness at his feet. A panic overtook him. What the hell could he say that would make her stop?! What would make her listen?! Oh god...
"I LOVE YOU!" he cried out.
The silence that followed stretched for millennia.
And then –
"Takkun, I'm going to kill you."
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AluminiumDonut – Arigatou ^_^
Angemon900 – I understand that it may be harder to follow, but I actually did that consciously because I felt like being different from how other writers do their scene changes. Still, I appreciate your review because it is constructive criticism. Thanks. : )
This chapter was hard to write...-.-
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I'm in Love But You Don't Care
**********************
Apparently, the anal probe had a screen affixed near one end. Naota had no idea what purpose this served, as he was transfixed with the idea that it would soon be heading up his colon.
Frankly, he was surprised to see his clothes still attached to his body. His backpack, goggles, vespa, and rickenbacker were nowhere in sight.
It twitched again, closer still to his face. Naota stared at it, transfixed.
Motion ceased. The prodding point had stopped an inch away from Naota's nose.
Naota instantly had a horrible vision of a giant metal poker being shoved up his nostril and bursting forth from the rear of his empty cranial cavity.
It wavered in front of his face for a fraction of a century.
Naota finally noticed that the background noise had quieted. The ferret- beings had been speaking in their foreign tongue all throughout Naota's internal monologue, and only now did he realize it.
"Are you a Gaian?" an automated voice asked, surprisingly in Japanese. This question was promptly repeated in English, German, French, Spanish, Mandarin, Hindu, and Swahili.
At this point, Naota found that the voice was being projected from the tip of the rod. The aliens stared at him expectantly. Naota's mind – or what was left of it – fired a blank.
"What's a Gaian?" was the first comprehensible phrase to come from his mouth.
The ferret twiddled a dial on the machine. It shot out a remark sounding quite similar to the language the two creatures had been speaking. The ferret replied to this statement in the end of the gadget that he was holding.
"Perhaps you do not call it that. Gaia, Chikyuu, Earth, Kiwanja. KK-03. What would you prefer? Is that where you are from?"
Naota turned to contemplate a nondescript white wall. He could relate.
"Yeah. I guess so," he muttered, not really expecting the beast or his gadget to hear.
"What is your destination?" asked the creature.
Naota shifted uncomfortably. From the corner of his eye – not that he was looking or anything – the awe-inspiring creature was level with him now. He could feel its twin globes of darkness penetrating him like absolute zero.
"I...don't....know," Naota admitted.
"KK-O3 does not have the technology to do what you have just done," the ferret informed him. "Where did you get the vehicle? And the instrument?"
Naota hesitated. His eyes flicked towards the beast before him. He tried a polite glance before his eyes dropped to the floor. It was the same color as the wall.
"I'm looking for someone," Naota conceded. "She left those things on Earth by accident. I'm trying to return them...to her."
The ferret-creature's eyes crinkled up in what proved to be amusement. The female, who was still hiding behind him, had the same reaction. Snorts and chittering came from their direction. Naota belatedly recognized that it was laughter.
An angry blush quickly spread across Naota's cheeks, all the way to the tips of his ears.
"What's so funny?" he demanded quietly, gritting his teeth.
Slowly, the laughter died away. The beast bared its inch-long incisors at Naota in what might be termed a feral grin. That, or he was just angry.
"How old are you? What is your status in your society?" it growled.
"I'm 15," Naota replied. The red flush still burned his cheeks. "I'm a teenager."
"You are but a naïve child!" it hissed. "You are one insignificant speck from a backwater planet! The universe is larger than you think it is, boy, and it certainly doesn't revolve around YOU!"
Naota froze until a defensive reaction finally kicked in. If there was anything he hated being called more than anything, it was...
"A child?!" Naota burst out. Frankly, he was amazed that he could release this much emotion at one time. Before, he'd always thought that if he let too much out at once then it would all flood out, like a leaky dam. He could feel his subconscious trying to nail wood over the holes in a futile effort. "I'm not a child!!!!!!"
"And now you sound even more like one."
Naota's head started aching quite acutely. He put his head in his hands and groaned. It was probably jetlag, scratch that, 'vespa-lag' kicking in. And all those three-sixties out in space probably hadn't improved his condition.
All he could manage to mumble was, "Just leave me alone."
"Fine. We shall return later, when you have a more accurate picture of reality."
With that, the ferret-man and his ferret-wife scurried out of the room. A swoosh indicated that the white door had blocked them from sight.
Naota lay back down on the uncomfortably hard – but spotlessly clean – bed.
And this is what he dreamt.
Smoke. Whisps. Fog.
It burned his eyes.
Strangely enough, there was no fire.
A pink blur swam past his fuzzy vision. He suddenly realized who it was, but she was already yards away. His head swung like a seesaw. Molasses air tugged on his limbs, dragging him down as he made a break for her.
"Come back!!!" Naota shouted, his voice hoarse. His eyes stung with tears caused by the searing haze. He coughed on it as it threatened to strangle him and pull him down into the darkness at his feet. A panic overtook him. What the hell could he say that would make her stop?! What would make her listen?! Oh god...
"I LOVE YOU!" he cried out.
The silence that followed stretched for millennia.
And then –
"Takkun, I'm going to kill you."
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AluminiumDonut – Arigatou ^_^
Angemon900 – I understand that it may be harder to follow, but I actually did that consciously because I felt like being different from how other writers do their scene changes. Still, I appreciate your review because it is constructive criticism. Thanks. : )