As you can tell by that title,final chapter baby. Kinda short, but it wraps things up for our protagonists and our anti-protagonists. Also, sorry for the lack of Ami in the last chapter, but it kinda gives that whole 'Yumi's perspective' thing. Well, anyways we left off with Midori confessing something... and it gets ugly...- Kyo
Chapter 5 – Final Countdown
'Once again, this is my fault…'
A rather pissed Yumi was found wailing away at her own wall, creating what could be known as the world's biggest dent. She wouldn't have been doing this if it weren't for the fact that it was Midori's fault that Ami and her had a fight. It seems Midori was clumsy not to clean up her mess after setting up the trap, to say, and Yumi felt the only thing to do is to take her stress out on things. At least, it was that or wail on Midori, who was so scared of Yumi she ran into Ami's room for refuge from her 'J-Pop Reign of Terror'. Yumi didn't care her knuckles were bleeding; she didn't care for the pain that surged through her fist within each hit; she didn't care about the damage she made; Finally, she didn't care she had tears. She finally slid her hands down from the wall right on the floor, where she was on all fours, somewhat sobbing.
'Ami…'
This was all Yumi could say.
'Ami…'
Just then, Midori peaked in to see if things cooled down. Taking a chance, she slipped in and noticed Yumi on the floor with her bangs covering her eyes. Midori just sighed and readied her speech to Yumi.
'Yumi Yoshimura, I… I just want to thank you for the time spent with you, even if it was by ill gain. It just felt good to actually have someone give a damn about me for a change, rather than just toss me off like yesterday's newspaper… however, I knew you had strong feelings for Ami, and like a selfish bitch, I didn't care and had to interfere; SHE HAD SOMETHING I WANTED.'
Yumi was still in the same state on the floor, holding back inaudible sobs.
'Ami…'
Just seeing Yumi on the floor like that made Midori a tad nauseous, only because she knew all of this was truly her fault. She let her jealously turn something from a simple fandom into a sick obsession, which led to unnecessary drama. She felt lower than low, as lowly as a worm left dried out in a hot summer day. Right there, Yumi stopped the water works and got up to her feet, still having her back to Midori.
'Go…'
'M-Miss Yumi?'
'I said GO! Get lost! AND JUST KEEP THE DAMN GUITAR! It's already tainted, and I can't stand to see your face anymore. Just… just leave.' Yumi had finally had enough.
Heartbroken, Midori tried holding back tears, biting down on her bottom lip to prevent from squealing in sadness and turmoil. Without warning, Midori turned around and ran out of the door before she started crying. Flinging the bus door open, Midori ran as far as she could for a couple of minutes without taking a break, which was not really far, but far enough to be out of sight. She stopped, breathing for air a bit and trying to 'recollect' herself. She looked back from the direction she ran from and just frowned a bit and sighed.
'Wakare, Yoshimura-sensei…' With her saying farewell, Midori set off, trying to remember that she's not allowed to have nice things happen to her…
Meanwhile in the bus, Yumi finally decided to head out herself, with one goal in mind – finding Ami and make amends. 'Kaz, I'm leaving. I go things to do.' Kaz just looked back from the chair he was sitting in the 'living' quarters of the bus and just simply replied to her. 'Don't do anything stupid, Yumi. Bad enough one of you girls already left!' Kaz was just being his usual self, to which Yumi smirked and jumped on her favorite moped and like a stunt driver, flew right out of the bus door, dashing down the road. The clouds started turning a yellowish-gray as some droplets of rain started to drop down. This didn't kill Yumi's buzz; she needed to correct that which was wrong.
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A small dirt road was accompanied by lush plantation, which soon was followed by a light downpour of rain. These kind of natural roads usually meant someone was bound to make a bench or something, right? Well they did… and on that bench was the only lone figure there, sitting down for what seems like forever. Her pink locks covered the top part of her face, which was emotionless and blank, like she was possessed or something. She looked pale, something that didn't fit her usual trademark happy attitude. Can't blame her, considering her whole world crashed down on her in the past thirty-seven hours. Though it is hard to tell, she never had anything to eat during that time period, didn't have a place to stay, and obviously lost a lot of sleep. That and she attempted suicide. Well, at least contemplated it. 'What's the point to it all anyways?' She finally spoke. As she did, she heard what sounded like a bike engine just shutting off next to her, followed by footsteps. Ami peaked up a bit to see the familiar figure of an indigo-haired woman standing there looking worried. Using what little strength she has left, Ami got up to face the person she thought of as a lunk-head. Yumi just sighed right before she spoke –
'Ami, you look like shit.'
'Where's the bitch, Yumi?'
'Got rid of her.'
'What's wrong, got sick and tired of her too?'
Yumi didn't even respond. She knew she deserved that for the way she treated Ami and chose Midori over her. All she did was just look at Ami.
'Well, Yumi - What brings you here?'
Yumi just sighed and walked over to her. Ami was baffled as to why she's doing so. Suddenly, without warning, Yumi drove her right fist into Ami's guy, thus knocking the wind out of the poor girl, and bringing her down to her knees. Ami was now clenching her abdominal area trying to catch air (and trying not to throw up.), wondering why Yumi would do such a thing to her. She knew Yumi had a bad temper, but even Ami herself didn't see this coming!
'That was for the right cross to my face yesterday.' Yumi rubbed her cheek a bit before she kneeled down to Ami's level. She then used one finger to push Ami's chin up slightly so they saw face to face. Ami was just staring into her eyes now, somewhat afraid of what she was going to do next. Yumi just simply smirked at her.
'This is for me acting like a bitch.' Just like that, Ami found herself in a lip lock with Yumi. Ami was indeed in shock, as it was Yumi who actually made the move first. The feeling of being in a deep kiss with Yumi finally reminded Ami of everything that happened, and told her basically who Yumi decided to stay with. Breaking the kiss Ami hugged her closely and started bawling. It wasn't the light rain that's getting Yumi's shirt wet, but Ami's tears.
'Y-Yumi! You're an idiot! You are a selfish cad who thinks of NOBODY but herself! Do you THINK I liked being accused of lying by my best friend… or hell, even more than THAT? I figured you were smarter than that, but obviously you're just as foolish and stupid as everyone else in this world without me!'
Yumi didn't get pissed off. She sighed and retorted. 'I know. I'm sorry. I made the mistake, and being a foolish moron, I believed some THERB over someone I've known for along time. I'm lower than dirt, Ami, and once more I tested our relationship in a wrong way. It wouldn't shock me if you just up and left right now…
(Note - 'Therb' is Yumi's word for someone that pisses her off or annoys her. Can also be used as a adjective apparently.)
Ami then just stood up and started walking away from Yumi, who was a little surprised that she actually did. 'A-Ami?'
Ami turned around ready to lecture her, but simply had something else to say. 'Yumi, in all honesty, you could probably be one of the worst human beings in the world. Self-centered and narcissism are the only words that come to my mind anytime I try to find something REMOTELY positive about you. You honestly care about nobody but yourself. I don't know why anyone should give you a second chance….' This made Yumi feel even worse as she looked away towards the ground. 'That doesn't really shock me…' What did, however, was Ami picking her up from there just to hug her. 'A-Ah – what?'
'Like I said, Yumi, I don't know why I'm giving you a second chance. You may be selfish, but I guess it just adds to your charm. I guess that's why I find you attractive – that "rebellious" attitude of yours. That and well… let's just say you keep things interesting, I guess.'
Yumi couldn't help but smile like a giddy schoolgirl who just made the honor roll. She turned five shades of red as she held on to Ami, like she never wanted to let go.
'A-Ami, I – I… I love you…'Ami just smirked right at her. 'Shyeah, I know…'
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EPILOGUE –A street diner, like you saw in those 1950-esque shows, was quite crowded with bikers, people getting to work and one Midori Greenfield. Sitting there, she was finishing up her breakfast – toast, a slab of orange and a bran muffin, as she was a vegetarian. Considering she's a wanderer, a nomad of sorts, she knew she wasn't going to stay for long. It's been this way for her since three months ago, when she actually had a place to stay on the Puffy Bus. Just then, the waiter came by and placed down the check for her. She then came to another dilemma – 'Oh, damn! I'm out of cash! I can't pay!' Obviously, the money she made from playing in a local city band was already spent dry; of all the times! 'Crap, crap, crap! What am I going to do? I just had to pay for this new leather jacket, didn't I? Maybe I can strike a deal with the employees or something…'
Right there, the waiter came up to her, which made her panic and stand up to the guy. 'Uh – listen! Is t-there a way I can work this off, because I don't have any – ' the waiter stopped the cute but spazzy girl. 'Uhh, ma'am I was going to say, table that just left took care of this. They insisted, so you're paid off.' He picked up the check and threw it away.
Midori was now in a baffled state. 'W-what! Who the hell do I know that would do such a thing for me?' She looked around and then finally, outside the window, she saw a familiar vehicle take off. This made Midori smile from cheek to cheek, as it was the Puffy Bus. Picking up the guitar her sensei gave her; she walked out, wiping the bottom of her nose with her index finger. Looking towards the sky she couldn't but smile even more so.
'I guess I should leave my past behind and move on, too.'
Midori walked on, still on her 'ultimate quest' to be the next big thing, perhaps, a Legendary Rock Goddess.
END.
Sigh. All good things, come to an end. At least it was a happy one (and better than what I originally intended on...) I just like to make a special shout out to MonkeyHill, for giving me inspiration to make this story, and my new buddyJoe-kun, a fellow Puffy fanand the guy who basically was reason I got into writing fanfiction about Hi-Hi Puffy!
Don't worry, Kyo fans. Me and MonkeyHill already started brain-storming the third (and perhaps final) part to the 'Hell With Fame' series. Puffy's great and all, but liek Dragonball Z, I can only re-tell the same story so much; sides, my real creativity is in my artwork.
Which speaking of, be sure to check my profile to get the link to my gallery. Awesome crap is to be found, especially my popular online comic, Manic OverDOSE and Manic OverDrive.
Well, don't forget to R&R. Once more, flamers eat a fisty sammich. Capicse!
Well thanks for the support, this story was fun to write.
Bai Bai Buu... - Kyo