Vanilla-chan's note:
I decided to write a brand new fic. Mainly because I felt that my first fic, Yume was a bit cliche. I just felt that it wasn't as original as I hoped it to be. So, with a new idea in mind, here I am with the first chapter of my brand new story. And no, I haven't given up on that fic, just putting a pause on it. Also, this one is written in first person... just trying it out. P Hope you like it. D
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is copyrighted by Takhikou Inoue. The original characters in this story are mine. This is purely fan fiction. 'Nuff said.
1. Mascara
It's still raining. It's been an hour. The miso soup is getting cold. And I'm tired. "Are you done yet?"I walked through the all too familiar doorway. "I'm almost done... just need to apply this." She replied with a nonchalant tone to my agitated face in the mirror. As she parted her lips and leaned into the mirror with a mascara in one hand, I plopped myself on to the bed. I waited.
After what it seemed to be forever, the woman in her mid thirties rose. "Okay hun, what do you think?" What do I think..hmm.. What would anyone think? Wasn't it obvious? She spun around in her high heels in all of her dolled up glory. With the heavy makeup attracting even more attention to her fair face and her mini skirt that was riding up her slim thighs, she gloated. "Alright, kiddo. You know the drill, don't stay out late. I know you're going to sneak out anyway. No smoking. No drinking. No whatsoever that I would do. I'll be home late tomorrow morning, some important people have made a reservation, so you don't have to wait for me, just go to school. Okay?" Silence. "Look, Nana. Just be good." With that she spun around and attempted to fix her glorious locks just the way she wanted it to be. "...Yea" I walked out. The perfume was making me sick. It was getting into my eyes, mouth..blech...
After a short while, she came out, with her purse in hand. I stood by the dinner that I had prepared. "No time. Sorry kid." With an apologetic smile and a wave she opened the door and disappeared into the rain. Just as I heard her car driving away, I went into the kitchen. After clearing up the table, I grabbed a can of beer and snuggled into the sofa.
Short after I felt a vibration. "Yea, This is Nana." "NANA-CHAN!" I winced away from my cell phone. "Hey Hikaru-chan." "Ne, you're coming tonight, right?" Silence. I thought about what mom said. No staying out late. "Yea, I'll be there in about thirty." "Sugoi! Don't worry about drinks, We're at Takeru's." "Yea. Well, see you in a bit." I groggily got up. One can. Already broke the no drinking rule. Heh, since when do I care anyway? I proceeded to do the same routine that I have done almost every night since junior high.
I sat on my stool and began what my hands were already used to. Concealer. Foundation. Blush. Lipstick. Lip gloss. Eyeshadow. Eye liner...and Mascara. All in less then thirty. I sat still and peered in to the mirror. A stranger was looking back at me. I laughed. Like mother like daughter. After fidgeting a good twenty minutes pondering about what to wear, I myself exited in to the rain.
I entered the bus and sat in the window seat. The bus was close to empty. I looked out the window. Kids fooling around, businessmen hurrying back home, Lovers walking hand in hand. But no one was alone. Well no one but me. The bus halted, and when I exited, the rain had stopped.
"Nana!" Hikaru clung on to me. She was drunk already. "Hey" Takeru raised his hand in a wave with the beer bottle still in his hand. "Where are the others?" Hikaru looked up, her eyes droopy. "They're already at the usual spot." "I see, then, lets go." What happened afterwards was a blur. Lots of drinks, laughing people, jumping into the pool fully clothed, loud music, and more drinking. When the police came to break it up, the watch on my hand struck three as we scrambled out. Panting, Hikaru looked around for a bit, and tapped me on the shoulder. "Nana, me and Takeru's hic gonna head over hic to Tsukasa's, you coming hic?" I looked down at my watch. 3:30. "Nah, I'm going to head home. See you at school." "Haha, hic very funny. I'll probably come in after lunch. hic Anyways, you sure? hic It's still too early." "Yea." "Want me to take you home?" Takeru asked as he staggered up. "No, it's alright." "K, then." I watched as Hikaru entered Takeru's car and drove off.
Walking without a thought, I didn't realize that I had already reached home. The lights were out and her red car was nowhere in sight. I heaved a sigh and went up the stairs. I sat on my stool once again and grabbed a tissue in an attempt to clear some of the makeup off before going into the bath. I looked into mirror once again. Still a stranger. A lonely one at that and she was looking back at me. I felt empty. Well, go figure since all I had was shit load of liquor. No...not that kind of empty. I heaved another sigh. The mascara wasn't coming off. Not wanting to spare any more time, I entered the bathroom. The window high up the wall was open. It was raining again. I like rain. It's like white noise everywhere. Overwhelming silence but without the emptiness.
After soaking in the bath for a bit I went straight to bed, losing my consciousness into the welcoming darkness coupled with the soothing white noise. The last thought on my mind if there were any, was the need for a change in this monotonous life. What I didn't expect was 1.There were going to be changes. 2. And then some.
Vanilla-chan's note continued:
Alrightey..well there you go! My first chappie for a brand new fic! D This time, I'm really really really going to try to make this fic as real as I can, and I mean by no Mary sues... I know that I make mistakes and I'm really open to all criticisms, even flames! So please review to let me know that you've read this! Also, I know that Nanae ( her full name is Edogawa Nane, Nana's her nick...7 happens to be my favorite number..hehe) sounds really hmm.. How should I put this.. Hopeless? Right now.. But it'll change.. Please read on and be patient as I unveil the plot bit by bit. XD Oh, and tell me if you like the formatting. If you check Yume, this is a really different type of format.. Just one pov and yea... Arigatou!