Hello everyone! Tralala!One day I was chatting with my friend online and I had an urge to show her a picture of Riku as I was always telling her about dancing pancakes and Riku as a pancake flipper person. And my very nice friend looked at the picture. And she said.
"…Is that a girl?"
And suddenly I thought of pancakes and a talking monkey attacked my brain and it all clicked and I found an idea for a new story!Hurrah! Not to mention I started chuckling like a mental retard and didn't reply my friend who later queried my disappearance for 30 minutes.
I feel too cheery for a Monday. But I should be! Because it's a Monday where there's no school! Let's dance! Anyways. This is my first fiction, so. please be gentle with me. I am only apoor fourteen year old without much money to pay for lawsuits.Or be like Mary Poppins perhaps. Sing of a delightful spoonful of sugar and dance!
Disclaimer: Me no own Kingdom Hearts. Me own me heart. Me own idea. RARRRR.
By the way, the school thing I'm sure, you know it's just made up.
Pretty Face
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And so, we meet.
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Artificial light.
Very bright artificial light.
Very bright artificial light which was an utter annoyance to the sleep deprived girl after playing games for 8 hours straight.
And sadly, ignoring it did not make the matter any better, nor did it banish the existence of the light which was there, shining happily into her eyes.
"Damn. " The girl rose violently, flipped the switch of the bedside lamp off, flinging not so elegant language out of her mouth as well as her slender body out of the messy, cosy, warm nest she called "a rather neat bed" which was almost engulfed by blankets, pillows and countless soft toys. Several soft toys seemed to know their owner was not a very nice and cuddly owner when she just woke up and evacuated quickly, landing with a soft thud on the floor. Banging open the closet door, she grabbed a t-shirt and jeans, immediately destroying their neatly ironed and hanged state and dressed, grabbing a white belt and attaching the buckle around her slim waist sloppily.
"I wish mom wouldn't put bro's clothes in my closet...looks like he finally shed some pounds as well as…his supposed ambition to be a cross dresser..." Staring at the label on the jeans which clearly stated "For women", she sniggered, much more awake and refreshed, although not completely so, she stood in fall-in position in front of the full length mirror which displayed a teenager with dark coloured hair and eyes, and facial features which betrayed her Japanese ethnicity fully.
"And now for the daily routine to let mom and bro know I wasn't assassinated throughout the night by some drunk monkey." She took a deep breath.
"The Great Ninja, Kisaragi Yuffie, fourteen years old, is awake, very much alive, and at your service!"
"I wonder if she ever knew Okinawa experiences shockwaves every time she does that." Squall mentioned in a matter-of-factly tone and sipped the strong, black, bittersweet brew placed in front of him.
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Yuffie chewed on her piece of French toast, a recipe she had never mastered no matter how hard her mom taught her, and gulped it down. Seeing the way her mother was lecturing Squall and her about the Importance of Bringing a whole Roll of Toilet Paper wherever they went in case of an Emergency, she decided to shut up and not debate with her overly excited mother. Only a fool would do that, if they did not know her mother's mad talking skillZ.
"But mom, a whole roll of toilet paper is hard to lug along wherever we go…"
Yuffie smacked her face with the toast, not caring about the oil seeping into her pores.
A good example of a fool : Kisaragi Squall, seventeen years old, a possible mental retard despite the fact he attracts hordes of girls and some boys to stalk him and form the HISS (Happy I'm Stalking Squall) club, which has a crazy fan base of god-knows-how-many crazed lunatics.
"Squalliepoopoobrain…"Yuffie hissed, calling him her nickname for him, a label which never failed to annoy him to the depths of hell and using her Great Ninja Strength, she stomped on his foot.
Hard on the foot which had bandages surrounding it due to an unfortunate incident regarding a blender and milk and bananas and a Not-so-Lalala-and-Happy-Great Ninja.
"…And so I think it is unnecessary to luuuuuuuuggggg…" He slurred the word when the pain finally registered and winced outwardly but silently, shot a sideways glare at his sister, and returned to chewing on pancakes violently to numb the pain. His mother, Hinako, looked at the sibling duo.
Squall was shoveling pancakes two by two into his mouth, chewing on them and looking at the plate as if it were the most interesting thing in the world and Yuffie was nonchalantly poking her fork through her stack of five pancakes and chewed them in a steady, fast rhythm, all the time her eyes averted from her brother.
Not to mention, her foot was on the table, making friends with the container of maple syrup.
Cold dead plastic and warm alive human skin made good friends indeed.
Hinako sighed.
"Yuffie, take your foot off the table now and be more aware of your gender and how you're expected to behave or I shall have to banish you under the greatest form of punishment ever." Yuffie obliged quickly, knowledgeable of her mother's jumping and martial arts skills and having incurred the wrath of her mother once, she grew to be a wiser child after experiencing a sprained ankle and arm, three bruises and a scratch on her leg and muscle aches all over her body.
"…And what would the greatest form of punishment have been?" Feeling the deep regret of polishing off all her pancakes too swiftly, she picked at the crumbs of pancake and gathered them together, wishing for another pancake.
"…Perhaps helping your brother to exorcise the hundred pancake souls in his throat he had swallowed ten minutes ago." Hinako hovered about the choking Squall who had gathered liquid-like substance around his eyes and begin to karate-chop his back at full force, making loud grunts, and Squall, spewing bits of pancake souls on the floor.
Yuffie felt like she had lost the mood for another pancake.
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Safely sitting in the cushioned seats of the car, and steeling herself towards the single shout of the seatbelt command from her mother before slamming the door shut, Yuffie plugged in her earphones and pressed the little magical button "play" on her mp3 player which led to a series of electric guitar chords and suddenly plunging the chords into a full fledged rock ballad. Squall was loading luggage into the boot of the car, and Hinako was checking the house to see whether she missed out anything.
"That's right. I'm moving to a dorm at Odaiba to stay while studying in Tokyo." That fact still took some time to register and digest in Yuffie's brain. After thirteen years of studying in her hometown, her mother had suddenly made a decision to apply her, along with Squall, in supposedly prestigious junior high and high schools in Tokyo and Yuffie could not get rid of the strong suspicion that it had something to do with her mother being drunk after drinking too much sake and repeatedly doing the Happy Dance for three hours, singing m-flo songs and wearing funky shades like Verbal always did.
A slam was faintly heard by Yuffie as Squall entered the cosy quarters of the car. She swiped off one headphone. "Hey, Great Loser Ninja. There's not much space for my stuff at the back." He settled down and produced a mp3 player from his bag as well, his being black in colour while Yuffie's was orange. Yuffie decided to ignore that comment out of goodwill and contented herself to looking at the house.
Silence.
Squall fumbling with his tangled headphone wires.
"Bro."
He looked up.
"Why did you think mom had to send us off to study? The education should be about the same everywhere, isn't it?"
Squall blinked.
"Weeellll…" The sudden, random question threw Squall off guard and prompted him to make good use of his older, wiser, big brother brain.
Squall ransacked through his mind for an answer. To get rid of us? I doubt it. To rid us of our friends? Mom thinks they're nice and they think mom is scary in a nice way. To be able to buy more cheese? Her addictions to cheese do not surpass her love for us. To be able to…Argh! Probably…
"…probably mom did this because she thinks we are mature and grown up, and now she Is confident we can take care of ourselves?" Squall ended the sentence on a questioning note.
Yuffie pondered.
Then she looked at Hinako, rushing towards the car.
"Yuffie! Oh looky here who I found! It's Mister Latte the White Rabbit! Aren't you happy to see it? Why, say yes, honey! Mister Latte aren't you happy to see Yuf-chums as well? Goody woody!" Hinako cooed, brandishing the soft toy like a kitchen knife.
She turned to Squall.
"Maybe not."
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Odaiba.
A white car at the sidewalk near the mixed dormitory. A half-dead girl and fully-dead-but-revived-magically-with-the-power-of-youth-which-gai (copyright Naruto)-would-be-proud-of boy. Their overly hyper mother.
"Oh my! This city is so exciting and nice! We could go shopping after putting your stuff down! You could both drag your dorm mates too! Make more friends! What a happy day! Yuffie! Squall! Get out of the car and sing in the sunshine! It's a happy day!" Hinako started dancing the Happy Dance, literally kicked her children out of the car and they landed in a heap on the sidewalk.
"Mom, it was five hours of boredom and Squall drooling on the seats and on me!" Yuffie yawned and lazily crawled up from the sidewalk, avoiding her singing and dancing mom. She noted the name of the dorm: Traverse Dormitory.
"Hmm. Interesting name." Yuffie grimaced as she flicked liquid off her shoulders. "Yuck. Just about everyday you get bombed by your brother's slobber. I could sell this on ebay for a high price though." Squall raised an eyebrow.
"Using your brother to make profits? Tsk tsk tsk."
"Nah. I could just ask you to slobber in a cup anytime for me when I'm broke. All hail the benefits of having a supposedly super duper hot and sexy brother." Yuffie grabbed her luggage and flung it on the sidewalk.
"I'm heading to the female dorms now. Meet you here later."
She glanced at her surroundings. The dormitory was separated into the girls' side, which was decorated with countless Hello Kitties and a gigantic My Melody statue which was actually an identifier, and the boys' side, which was decorated with, very strangely, prawns and sushi.
Yuffie stared.
My Melody. Hello Kitty. My Melody. Hello Kitty. My Melody. Hello Kitty.
She could already feel the evil spirits lurking inside the dorm.
The luggage promptly followed Yuffie towards the huge pink building.
My Melody or not, it was the girls' dorm, and Yuffie decided to accept her cruel fate of living in a Sanrio world.
And besides.
"As The Great Ninja, I am able to withstand any kind of challenge, no matter how evil it is, and furthermore, I am a full grown, mature young lady of the 21st century!" Yuffie declared, stomping her feet and squinting at the My Melody statue.
"HELLO! WELCOME TO THE TRAVERSE DORMITORY FOR GIRLS! HERE YOU WOULD MEET LOTS OF FRIENDS TO DRESS UP AND DOLL UP AND OGLE AT SANRIO STUFF AND LOOK AT HOT GUYS WITH! THE PERFECT PLACE FOR ANY YOUNG LADY OF THE 21st CENTURY!" My Melody screeched through the built-in speakers.
Obviously the perspective of a 21st century young lady was seriously screwed.
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Squall flung a lock of hair behind, causing some girls standing nearby to hyperventilate and faint while some strong ones quickly took pictures on their phones before they suffered the "Too much sexy" syndrome as well.
"She forgot Mister Latte."
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Yuffie looked around the hallway lined with synthetic rooms. No matter how …beautifully this place was decorated, heck, even with a big ass water fountain just to have some big ugly Hello Kitty Mermaid thing ruin it, it did not impress her if she could not find her room.
"501…502…503..."She paused. The white and pink sign finally said the three digits she had been looking for. "504! Finally!" A deep voice sounded from inside. In fact, a deep, irritated voice.
"WHAT?...No you've got it wrong! I'm…No! I am not lying so that I could live with Squall!...And no, I'm not planning on seducing your…Squall-sama… and taking him way from, um…you…"
Yuffie quickly deduced it was a battle between two fangirls, and that her brother's fan base was seriously scary.
Here she was going to meet another young lady of the 21st century.
Hopefully one who wasn't as Sanrio loving as she was to weird random brain dead hot guys who happened to be her brother.
"Here goes nothing."
She took a breath.
And opened the door.
There she was.
Her room mate.
Who was sitting on the floor, her body covered by the pink bed sheets and blanket.
The girl slowly turned her head around.
Her silvery-white hair glimmered in the sunlight.
Her perfectly accented nose.
Her fine, rosy lips which bared a set of white teeth underneath.
Her cheeks were tinted with a bit of pink and blessed with a rather fair, but a little tan complexion.
The aquamarine eyes stared back at her, a tinge of surprise accented in them.
"Oh shi-! Uh…um…Nice to meet you… I'm…Yamaguchi…Ri…ka. "
Yuffie stared.
"The Great Ninja Kisaragi Yuffie, fourteen years old at your service, besides anything to do with Sanrio."
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Yay. And I didn't do my Chinese homework. Dearie me. Verbal belongs to m-flo and I don't own them. But they are the epitome of sexy music. XD Also, Hello Kitty and My Melody belong to Sanrio. I still haven't gotten over th fear of my father going into the Sanrio gift shop in Japan and scaring the shit out of my brother and me. Ebay belongs to…um, the owner of ebay! YEAH!
Haha I think Traverse Dormitory and Kisaragi Squall are funny names.
Anyways, thank you for reading and please review!
Have a nice day. :D