AOTD: I have multiple personalities.
Amon: Sarcastically Really? Interesting.
AOTD: I noticed that the line that separates my story from the mini show keeps disappearing. And the little stars and scribblely lines too. Wonder where they went.
Amon: I like Alone better.
AOTD: Why?
Amon: I'm more in character than this story.
AOTD: But people like this story! The other one is dark and sad.
Amon: I am dark and sad if you haven't noticed.
AOTD: Yeah, you are. You're 25 with no purpose in life but to watch over a 15 year old. And you can barely get with her. Some life. It is pretty sad.
Amon: glares daggers at me This chapter sucks and is very misleading.
AOTD: (ignoring) I wonder why I don't call myself AAOTD. AAOTD stands for Amon's Angel of the Darkness and AOTD is Angel of the Darkness.
Amon: What's the difference?
AOTD: Your name. Hopefully this time the little stars and stuff will show. The girls are being bad! They snuck out of the hospital to see you boys fight. People like my new story Alone too! I started writing the Sequel to this story cause I got writer's block. How do I get over it? LTP2 might be neglected for a while seeing as I'm in a dark, depressing mood so I'll mostly be working on reading other people's stories and Alone.
Amon: Your point being?
AOTD: I just want to end this and begin posting the sequel. I've lost interest in this story. I'm gonna be in a rush to end it now so I'm skipping the chapters and changing it so it fits in the sequel. Please don't hate me!
Disclaimer: I do not own WHR for the damn last time! How much will I have to say it? Don't own it, don't own it, don't own it otherwise I'd be making another season of it and the ending wouldn't have been one of those closed minded endings! I hate those endings. Note to self, work on evil laugh for what's to come. (Foreshadowing right there!) Hey! I smell chicken! Break time! And I don't own Kenshin either or Voices of a Distant Star.
Chapter 8: The Drunken Boys of the STN-J
They somehow got Kosaka out of the office. The boys then started to uncork and open up a variety of alcoholic beverages.
"Here. Take these before our game begins. I'll watch to make sure no harm comes to you idiots." Nagira said teasingly throwing each of the participants anti-hanger over pills. They all took it and sat down, ready for the games to begin. Nagira was at the head of the office with a scoreboard.
"Alright then, the last to pass out or throw up is the winner. Amon, you're up first, then Sakaki, Squall, that new guy and Michael."
Michael moved away from the crowd and took out his camera to record. Amon got up from his chair and quickly gulped down a shot of Jack Daniel's. Sakaki looked a little uncertain.
"Am I suppose to drink the same one?"
"Yep."
Sakaki swallowed hard. He was underage and was afraid of all the things that could leak out or of his actions. He could spill his secrets and spill his guts, tell about his parents, his desires for Dojima and while drunk, he may even knock out Nagira (or at least try) for eyeing his woman.
"You gonna drink or what?" Michael snapped.
"Yeah yeah. Just thinking." He swallowed again and chugged it down quickly. It wasn't so bad.
"It wasn't so bad now was it Sakaki?" Nagira asked.
Girls' Slumber Party
The room was all but dark and whimpering and sniffled sounds were heard. The girls were crying. Karasuma, Dojima and Robin were crying…while watching a movie.
"Poor Kaoru! Once her and Kenshin were reunited, he dies!" Dojima sniffled.
"B-b-but who was the girl when Kenshin and the white haired man fought?" Karasuma asked holing back her tears as the credits rolled.
"Tomoe, Kenshin's first wife." She sniffled again.
"What happened to her?" Robin asked. Her tears had escaped from their prison. "And who was that girl with Kenji?"
"Tomoe died while protecting Kenshin and the girl is probably Kenji's girlfriend or wife." Dojima answered blowing her nose.
"That movies was so sad!" Robin sniffled. Her eyes were very red from crying. "Let's watch it again!" She shouted joyfully.
"Nah, let's watch the prequel, Samurai X: Trust and Betrayal! Tomoe's in it!" Dojima replied.
"OK!" The three girls shouted together.
"But still…wonder what the boys are doing…"
The guys
Red light. Sakaki was out cold. Night had thrown up whatever was in his stomach leaving only the leader, the dark hunter and the hacker. It was clear who was winning, Michael. But he was still drunk as hell. Amon had loosen up…a lot! Squall was just plain goofy and he and Amon actually were getting along fine, playing buddy buddy and they had all but forgotten about their rivalry…for the time being.
"Amon, it's your turn." Nagira said handing him a bottle of red wine. (Well, they did drink everything else and it was Round 352.) Amon grunted and reluctantly took the glass from Nagira and gulped it down quickly.
"Done!" Robin. Robin was on his mind again. He could almost smell Robin, her and her salty tears. He felt that she was sad, that she was crying. "God Robin, I want you now." He said loudly to himself, closing his eyes only to open them to Squall and Michael's evil glares of I Will Win This And You Will Go Down And I Will Win Robin. Michael drank his drink then said "The 18 projects. Project Angel is the hottest. Wonder what the Factory meant by saying that they were the ultimate hunters and beings."
"Projects. Feh. Project Angel was my mentor, Lenne Angels." Squall drank his shot and then ran to the bathroom. Puking sounds were heard.
"Squall's gone." Nagira stated. "Leaving only Amon, my little bro, and Michael, I dunno what he is. Anyways, it's been three fucking hours since we started this contest. Onto stronger liquids, vodka.
Nagira took out two bottles of Allen Rubinoff's Vodka and handed it to Amon and Michael.
"Lemmeguess," A drunk Amon slurred, "bigbrotherpimpmasta, thefirsttodrinkallthiswithoutbarfingwinsright?" He put his arm around Nagira's shoulder, the alcoholic on his breath was sickening. It was a bad idea.
"Yep baby brother. And let me be the first to say that you are ver very very very very very very drunk and Robin should never see you like this and hopefully you will not become a alcoholic and hopefully I will not turn into ashes for suggesting this contest."
"Our secret…brg brother."
Amon and Michael took off the caps and began to drink the bottle quickly without throwing up or choking. Nagira watched n in amazement as Amon pushed Michael down.
Sakaki opened his eyes and saw Night staring at the two suitors. If looks could kill, they'd all be dead now. He could have sworn that Night had fangs and red eyes. Sakaki slowly got up and looked at his reflection in the dark computer screen. He was there, but not Night. Night saw the shocked look on the young rookie's face and looked to see what had him so upset. Nothing. He was staring at nothing, the nothingness of the dark screen. Night used his superhuman speed to knock down the adolescence without anyone noticing. Anyone human anyways.
Amon saw but he just shrugged it off as Nagira declared him the winner. Nagira kicked the trash bucket to his little brother as he emptied out the contents within.
AOTD: Yay! We got reviews! I'll try and type them up but I'm a slow typer. It took me about two hours to type two pages. I know, I suck but hey,…
Amon: Hey what?
AOTD: I can't think of a defense. People like the talk show!
Amon: Get Sakaki on the next one.
AOTD: Fine, fine. I sense you're very uncomfortable with me. Sakaki, Sakaki, Sakaki!
Amon: You're crazy! (Starts to run away.)
AOTD: (Looks on like he's the crazy one.) OOOOOOOOOKKK. Reviews. I think these are getting shorter and shorter.
mylehia: I know, I gotta control those damn horns. My first love was when I was 13 in seventh grade. I gave him a note confessing my feelings and…I couldn't find him so I…gave it to his cousin…but it was lost in delivery. You're lucky you graduated with him. (sigh) the arguments are based on my friends. One's 16 and the other's 17 but they still act like little three years old. One's a pervert and reminds me of Miroku from InuYasha and I will be adding my friends to the next sequel. I can't wait for Robin's return.
Cali1043: I resent that! I feel sorry for Michael but he still has to pay his part otherwise the title won't make sense. It won't be a love pentagon anymore without Michael. Wonder if I can destroy Amon's and Squall's Badassness.
Amon: Is that even a word?
AOTD: Why must you always question my vocabulary?
Amon: Well, you always make up your own words.
AOTD: F you!
busoshwe: I like you! Maybe now I actually will go to college. Wonder which ones have the cutest guys. I was thinking of going back home for school. I'm a cali girl living in cold places like this hell. The guys here are jerks, idiots, or not good looking. And you don't scare me. I think that you're pretty cool. As for beating people up, go after my principal. He's making it so next year, anything below s 64 is failing, our study's gone and our classes are two hours long and our sick days are gonna be cut down…again! It used to be seven, then six and next year is five then you fail! That's gonna make it really hard to become a whatever. Can't wait for college.
Bbre32: Amon and Squall will act like that a lot more but you should really se what's in my notebook (if you can read my chicken scratches) you'll find the sequel to the sequel and there's a lot of fights between Amon and his kid. It's so funny!
Hexes: thanks but I don't think this was funny at all. I'm gonna redo this chapter once I get my inspiration back, and thanks. I think you are the only one who voted for the next installment to this story.
Isis: I know this wasn't very funny because all I'm doing is taking it straight out of my notebook. Most of the time, I add a few things but I have writer's block. I'm gonna redo this chapter and add the others that I left out. you can tell I have the worst writer's block by how long the chapter was and how bad it was.
AOTD: I do hope that I don't get flames. If I do, I will stop writing.
Amon: Is that all you can think of?
AOTD: Well, yellowdancer21 took away all my ideas of threats away. Can't think of any anymore. Now I shall go and do my homework.
Amon: Now I shall precede to try and shot you down for making me drunk.
AOTD: Wha? (looks over at Amon cocking his gun) Oh shit!
Amon chases me down and still shoots. I dodge and Amon runs out of bullets.
AOTD: Thank the gods.
Amon: Not for long. (reloads gun and cocks it. Starts the chase again.)
Amon: Sarcastically Really? Interesting.
AOTD: I noticed that the line that separates my story from the mini show keeps disappearing. And the little stars and scribblely lines too. Wonder where they went.
Amon: I like Alone better.
AOTD: Why?
Amon: I'm more in character than this story.
AOTD: But people like this story! The other one is dark and sad.
Amon: I am dark and sad if you haven't noticed.
AOTD: Yeah, you are. You're 25 with no purpose in life but to watch over a 15 year old. And you can barely get with her. Some life. It is pretty sad.
Amon: glares daggers at me This chapter sucks and is very misleading.
AOTD: (ignoring) I wonder why I don't call myself AAOTD. AAOTD stands for Amon's Angel of the Darkness and AOTD is Angel of the Darkness.
Amon: What's the difference?
AOTD: Your name. Hopefully this time the little stars and stuff will show. The girls are being bad! They snuck out of the hospital to see you boys fight. People like my new story Alone too! I started writing the Sequel to this story cause I got writer's block. How do I get over it? LTP2 might be neglected for a while seeing as I'm in a dark, depressing mood so I'll mostly be working on reading other people's stories and Alone.
Amon: Your point being?
AOTD: I just want to end this and begin posting the sequel. I've lost interest in this story. I'm gonna be in a rush to end it now so I'm skipping the chapters and changing it so it fits in the sequel. Please don't hate me!
Disclaimer: I do not own WHR for the damn last time! How much will I have to say it? Don't own it, don't own it, don't own it otherwise I'd be making another season of it and the ending wouldn't have been one of those closed minded endings! I hate those endings. Note to self, work on evil laugh for what's to come. (Foreshadowing right there!) Hey! I smell chicken! Break time! And I don't own Kenshin either or Voices of a Distant Star.
Chapter 8: The Drunken Boys of the STN-J
They somehow got Kosaka out of the office. The boys then started to uncork and open up a variety of alcoholic beverages.
"Here. Take these before our game begins. I'll watch to make sure no harm comes to you idiots." Nagira said teasingly throwing each of the participants anti-hanger over pills. They all took it and sat down, ready for the games to begin. Nagira was at the head of the office with a scoreboard.
"Alright then, the last to pass out or throw up is the winner. Amon, you're up first, then Sakaki, Squall, that new guy and Michael."
Michael moved away from the crowd and took out his camera to record. Amon got up from his chair and quickly gulped down a shot of Jack Daniel's. Sakaki looked a little uncertain.
"Am I suppose to drink the same one?"
"Yep."
Sakaki swallowed hard. He was underage and was afraid of all the things that could leak out or of his actions. He could spill his secrets and spill his guts, tell about his parents, his desires for Dojima and while drunk, he may even knock out Nagira (or at least try) for eyeing his woman.
"You gonna drink or what?" Michael snapped.
"Yeah yeah. Just thinking." He swallowed again and chugged it down quickly. It wasn't so bad.
"It wasn't so bad now was it Sakaki?" Nagira asked.
Girls' Slumber Party
The room was all but dark and whimpering and sniffled sounds were heard. The girls were crying. Karasuma, Dojima and Robin were crying…while watching a movie.
"Poor Kaoru! Once her and Kenshin were reunited, he dies!" Dojima sniffled.
"B-b-but who was the girl when Kenshin and the white haired man fought?" Karasuma asked holing back her tears as the credits rolled.
"Tomoe, Kenshin's first wife." She sniffled again.
"What happened to her?" Robin asked. Her tears had escaped from their prison. "And who was that girl with Kenji?"
"Tomoe died while protecting Kenshin and the girl is probably Kenji's girlfriend or wife." Dojima answered blowing her nose.
"That movies was so sad!" Robin sniffled. Her eyes were very red from crying. "Let's watch it again!" She shouted joyfully.
"Nah, let's watch the prequel, Samurai X: Trust and Betrayal! Tomoe's in it!" Dojima replied.
"OK!" The three girls shouted together.
"But still…wonder what the boys are doing…"
The guys
Red light. Sakaki was out cold. Night had thrown up whatever was in his stomach leaving only the leader, the dark hunter and the hacker. It was clear who was winning, Michael. But he was still drunk as hell. Amon had loosen up…a lot! Squall was just plain goofy and he and Amon actually were getting along fine, playing buddy buddy and they had all but forgotten about their rivalry…for the time being.
"Amon, it's your turn." Nagira said handing him a bottle of red wine. (Well, they did drink everything else and it was Round 352.) Amon grunted and reluctantly took the glass from Nagira and gulped it down quickly.
"Done!" Robin. Robin was on his mind again. He could almost smell Robin, her and her salty tears. He felt that she was sad, that she was crying. "God Robin, I want you now." He said loudly to himself, closing his eyes only to open them to Squall and Michael's evil glares of I Will Win This And You Will Go Down And I Will Win Robin. Michael drank his drink then said "The 18 projects. Project Angel is the hottest. Wonder what the Factory meant by saying that they were the ultimate hunters and beings."
"Projects. Feh. Project Angel was my mentor, Lenne Angels." Squall drank his shot and then ran to the bathroom. Puking sounds were heard.
"Squall's gone." Nagira stated. "Leaving only Amon, my little bro, and Michael, I dunno what he is. Anyways, it's been three fucking hours since we started this contest. Onto stronger liquids, vodka.
Nagira took out two bottles of Allen Rubinoff's Vodka and handed it to Amon and Michael.
"Lemmeguess," A drunk Amon slurred, "bigbrotherpimpmasta, thefirsttodrinkallthiswithoutbarfingwinsright?" He put his arm around Nagira's shoulder, the alcoholic on his breath was sickening. It was a bad idea.
"Yep baby brother. And let me be the first to say that you are ver very very very very very very drunk and Robin should never see you like this and hopefully you will not become a alcoholic and hopefully I will not turn into ashes for suggesting this contest."
"Our secret…brg brother."
Amon and Michael took off the caps and began to drink the bottle quickly without throwing up or choking. Nagira watched n in amazement as Amon pushed Michael down.
Sakaki opened his eyes and saw Night staring at the two suitors. If looks could kill, they'd all be dead now. He could have sworn that Night had fangs and red eyes. Sakaki slowly got up and looked at his reflection in the dark computer screen. He was there, but not Night. Night saw the shocked look on the young rookie's face and looked to see what had him so upset. Nothing. He was staring at nothing, the nothingness of the dark screen. Night used his superhuman speed to knock down the adolescence without anyone noticing. Anyone human anyways.
Amon saw but he just shrugged it off as Nagira declared him the winner. Nagira kicked the trash bucket to his little brother as he emptied out the contents within.
AOTD: Yay! We got reviews! I'll try and type them up but I'm a slow typer. It took me about two hours to type two pages. I know, I suck but hey,…
Amon: Hey what?
AOTD: I can't think of a defense. People like the talk show!
Amon: Get Sakaki on the next one.
AOTD: Fine, fine. I sense you're very uncomfortable with me. Sakaki, Sakaki, Sakaki!
Amon: You're crazy! (Starts to run away.)
AOTD: (Looks on like he's the crazy one.) OOOOOOOOOKKK. Reviews. I think these are getting shorter and shorter.
mylehia: I know, I gotta control those damn horns. My first love was when I was 13 in seventh grade. I gave him a note confessing my feelings and…I couldn't find him so I…gave it to his cousin…but it was lost in delivery. You're lucky you graduated with him. (sigh) the arguments are based on my friends. One's 16 and the other's 17 but they still act like little three years old. One's a pervert and reminds me of Miroku from InuYasha and I will be adding my friends to the next sequel. I can't wait for Robin's return.
Cali1043: I resent that! I feel sorry for Michael but he still has to pay his part otherwise the title won't make sense. It won't be a love pentagon anymore without Michael. Wonder if I can destroy Amon's and Squall's Badassness.
Amon: Is that even a word?
AOTD: Why must you always question my vocabulary?
Amon: Well, you always make up your own words.
AOTD: F you!
busoshwe: I like you! Maybe now I actually will go to college. Wonder which ones have the cutest guys. I was thinking of going back home for school. I'm a cali girl living in cold places like this hell. The guys here are jerks, idiots, or not good looking. And you don't scare me. I think that you're pretty cool. As for beating people up, go after my principal. He's making it so next year, anything below s 64 is failing, our study's gone and our classes are two hours long and our sick days are gonna be cut down…again! It used to be seven, then six and next year is five then you fail! That's gonna make it really hard to become a whatever. Can't wait for college.
Bbre32: Amon and Squall will act like that a lot more but you should really se what's in my notebook (if you can read my chicken scratches) you'll find the sequel to the sequel and there's a lot of fights between Amon and his kid. It's so funny!
Hexes: thanks but I don't think this was funny at all. I'm gonna redo this chapter once I get my inspiration back, and thanks. I think you are the only one who voted for the next installment to this story.
Isis: I know this wasn't very funny because all I'm doing is taking it straight out of my notebook. Most of the time, I add a few things but I have writer's block. I'm gonna redo this chapter and add the others that I left out. you can tell I have the worst writer's block by how long the chapter was and how bad it was.
AOTD: I do hope that I don't get flames. If I do, I will stop writing.
Amon: Is that all you can think of?
AOTD: Well, yellowdancer21 took away all my ideas of threats away. Can't think of any anymore. Now I shall go and do my homework.
Amon: Now I shall precede to try and shot you down for making me drunk.
AOTD: Wha? (looks over at Amon cocking his gun) Oh shit!
Amon chases me down and still shoots. I dodge and Amon runs out of bullets.
AOTD: Thank the gods.
Amon: Not for long. (reloads gun and cocks it. Starts the chase again.)