Sutaru: Hello! First fan-fic, but you can dis me all you want! Flames will be used to roast marshmellows and anything else that'll go on a roasting stick!
Hiei: Make the baka onna cry, ningens--oof! snores
Sutaru: puts away dart gun D'you hear something?
Kurama, Ai and Uki: shake heads
Sutaru: Hey, Seto, do the disclaimer!
Kaiba: No. crosses arms
Sutaru: presses button that slides open door that reveals Mokuba dangling over starving shark infested waters Oh, really?
Kaiba: eye twitches Sutaru declares thatshe does not own YYH, or the Nine Inch Nail song All That Could Have Been, or, at least, not in this world...She also does not own a cellphone, or a lawn, or a window box, or lawn chairs, or a pet that lived...Or a cell phone...
Sutaru: growls angrily Damn my okaasan...DAMN HER!
And All That Could Have Been White Shadows
(Breeze still carries the sound
Maybe I'll disappear
Tracks will fade in the snow
You won't find me here
Ice is starting to form
Ending what had begun
I am locked in my head
With what I've done
I know you tried to rescue me
Didn't let anyone get in
Left with a trace of all that was
And all that could have been
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far away from me
I am
Tainted
The two of us
Were never meant to be
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
Gone fading everything
And all that could have been
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far as you can see
I am
Tainted
And happiness and peace of mind
Were never meant for me
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me)
" Watashi ni-do hikage nichijou tame raibu!"
With a slight groan, Ukime Tomotanshin rolled over in her bed, with every intentional purpose of going back to sleep, until the harsh glare of pale sunlight hit her eyes.
" Uki! Get up!" a cheerful voice shouted, causing said girl to bury her head into her burghandy pillow case.
" Shut up, Ai!" Ukime yelled back, and her door slammed open.
" Now, is that any way to treat your one and only sister?" Aijou Tomotanshin asked with a pout on her face.
" No, it's a way to treat you," Ukime grumbled, raising her head a few inches.
Even grumpy and sleep, Ukime was beautiful; her white hair, which was cut short, spunky, and spiky, was streaked naturally with chunky bits of lavender color, catching the glint of the sun. The heated glare she gave out came from two colors, one a rich, deep color of gold, the other a pale, crimson. She was only a short height of four foot eleven, but with the help of five inch, knee-high boots and a short fused temper, she made everyone seem shorter than they really were.
Aijou wore her white and lavender curly hair in ringlets that fell just below her she usually held in a slack ponytail. Her eyes were the same as her sisters, but, instead of icy or heated glares, she smiled at people much more often than her counterpart. She need neither boots nor temper, for her kind and caring nature made her seem a much bigger person.
The two twins, if you could call them that, were rarely the kind to switch personalities, but neither could live without the other.
" Uki, we have to go shopping today. Would you prefer us not accentuate our new homes?" Ai asked, standing up to allow her sister to put her feet on the ground.
" I'd prefer we not spend our precious money on things that would not be properly digestible if we, say, had no cash for groceries," Ukime grumbled, stretching her sore muscles and walking over to her closet.
" I'll go get dressed, and meet you down stairs for breakfast in ten minutes," Ai said as if she had not heard one syllable that had originated from Uki's mouth.
Uki growled as her door closed, and she turned back to her closet. Within two minutes, she had chosen a pair of jeans that were little more than shreds, but covered the important parts, that she had graphitized on in sharpie, and a dark navy tank top that grazed with self ripped tassels her pierced and tattooed bellybutton, with the phrase ' Don't hate me because I'm different, hate me because I can kick your ass' on the front in white. She tugged on her affection-worn five inch platform black boots and ruffled her hair. She smirked at her mirror reflection before turning to her desk. On her left arm she pulled on a sweatband with a broken heart sown on it, black, blue, purple, white and clear jelly bracelets, and on herright she wore several charm bracelets, a spiky leather band and a striped black and white hand-warmer. To finish the 'bad-ass' look off, she snapped around her neck a diamond embedded purple leather dog collar and a blue crescent moon, on a white gold necklace, to which Ai held the counter part, a golden sun.
In her own room, Ai chose a wardrobe that was a little-lot less grungy and punk rocker-ish. She wore a long, sheer-white, pleated skirt that grazed her ankles and swished with every movement the girl made. Around her slender waist hung a suede brown belt with the shapes of flowers cut out, with long tassels that swung to her knees. On top of a mint colored under-shirt, she pulled on a pastel purple, plunging v-necked shirt with sleeves that came to her elbows. Ai pulled her long white curls on top of her head, with the exception of a few bangs, into a bun, so the thick lavender fanned out across her bare back and barely grazed her shirt. On her feet she wore light brown beaded leather sandals, and around her neck went a doubled strand of pearls, and a bronze sun charm on a golden chain, the counterpart of which Uki owned.
The necklaces had once belong to their mother, Mikiri, and her twin sister, Kiaku, their aunt. Kiaku had been born in Ningenkai as full humans, but raised in Makai. Theylived withwolf demons, and became prowlesses of the night, thieves. But their mother had fallen for ademon man she had met in the tribe. Ahou Tomotanshin. Whenhe found out that Mikiri was pregnant, and on top of that, a human, he fled, leaving only his daughters, nine months later. As some foolish penance for her daughters' father's cowardice, Mikiri and Kiaku forfeit their necklaces, andgave Aijou and Ukime thetwo pendants. 'Opposites, the sun and the moon are,' they were told, ' but neither can rise again without knowing the other will follow.'
At the young age of nine, Mikiri wasstoned, beaten, and floggedin front of her daughters for her heart's weakness. Their minds were wiped clear of their nine years in Makai, and of the tribe, and their hanyou heritages. They thought they were pure, human twins.
††††
" AI!" Uki yelled after five hours of shopping, pulling her sister to a stand-still. Ai, who had relentlessly pulled Uki through almost all of the home care stores in Tokyo, paused with an innocent look on her face.
" Hai?" she questioned, readjusting the bags that went all the way up her arms.
" Please, you know I don't ask much of you, shisuta, just let me rest for ten minutes!" Uki pleaded, falling to her knees, glossing over her mismatched eyes.
" Bu-but, in ten minutes, all the good lawn chairs'll be gone!" Ai pouted. Uki slapped her forehead.
" WE LIVE IN AN APARTMENT! WE HAVE NO LAWN! WE DON'T EVEN HAVE WINDOW BOXES!" Uki shrieked at her twin, leaping to her feet.
" You never know," Ai said, waving a finger in Uki's face.
" I'll get a latte and be in Dokusha's Bookstore," Uki grumbled, walking away. She got her drink and crossed the fountain walk way of Tokyo Square, pushing the door to Peiji Dokusha's small, family owned bookshop.
" Ukime!" the twenty-five year old manager smiled, throwing her arms around Uki.
" Konnichi-wa, Pei!" Uki laughed.
" Long time, no see! Genki desu ka?" she asked, abandoning her post from behind the counter to sit with the girl in the provided, fluffy black armchairs centered around a small, circular coffee table.
" I'm fine, just escaping from Ai," Uki grumbled, making the black haired woman laugh.
" I hope you've kept up with your reading," Pei warned, looking at Uki with a hard glare.
" Who do you think I am? For your information, I read Of Mice and Men, The Hobbit, The Catcher In The Rye, and Jane Eyre. Ha, ha," Uki said disdainfully, sticking her nose in the air. She managed to keep that position for a few seconds before lapsing into laughs with Pei.
" Tell ya what, everything you bring to my counter, on the house," Pei smiled, and the punk gasped.
" Peiji, I…I couldn't!" she refused, shaking her head.
" Yes, you can, but I expect an outrageously expensive birthday gift!" giggled Pei.
Index:
Watashi ni-do hikage nichijou tame raibu-I need sunshine to live
Hai-yes
Konnichi-wa-Good afternoon
Genki desu ka- How are you?
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Your faithful authoress, Sutaru!
Remember: Flames will be used to roast marshmellows and anything else that'll go on a roasting stick!
Hiei: Which I will empale her on-DAMN YOU, ONNA!
Sutaru: grins and puts down large stick So, for fear of my life, I leave you--NOW! dashes away from Hiei, trying to stab her
Kurama: sweatdrop Review so she won't cry.
Sutaru: from far away Hey! I don't cr--aayyyy! gets tackled by Hiei