Well I hope you all liked the Prologue. I'm a little new to the narrative and such. So…I'm all for flames but please make them constructive flames…. And if you since any OCness please tell me but don't pound it into my skull…thank you.
Disclaimer-I do not own Flame of Recca cause if I did, Tokiya and Fuuko would have there own little episode of happiness…. or angst…. Whichever one makes me giggle at the time….
Chapter I
Fuuko was busy in the kitchen. She stood at the counter slicing up vegetables and putting them in the big bowl next to her. Yanagi was working around the stove. Minding the pots filled with and assortment of things. Ganko was glumly setting the table. And the boys…Well the TV in the room across the kitchen was blasting as the 3 boys sat in front of it whooping and teasing each other as they played a video game.
Fuuko finished her last carrot as she turned and leaned on the table. She looked around the kitchen. Her eyes settling on one thing then moving to the next, finally resting on Ganko. She looked at the sad eyes she had on her face as she set down another fork and sighed. "Okay Ganko what's with the face?" Fuuko asked. Ganko jumped a little. "Face? What face?" She asked as she turned around a little hiding her face as she quickly finished putting the silverware down.
"You know very well what I'm talking about…or do I have to go to desperate measures to get you to tell me what's up?" Fuuko asked with an evil smirk. Yanagi giggled as she remembered the last time Ganko had got a bad grade in English and was close to failing, but didn't tell anyone…. But Fuuko got it out of her…Got it out of her by chasing her though the house and sitting on her and singing very off key until she spilled the beans. Ganko just sighed again and sat down at the table. "The band that I really like just broke up last night at their concert…. The lead singer Mikagami is leaving for collage…" Yanagi looked at Ganko with a sad face as she stirred the pots. "Why did they break up? Do you know?" Fuuko asked as she hoisted herself up on the counter, earning a look from Yanagi. " Nope…Its weird though cause Mikagami was dating his partner Zida…they were such a good couple…" Ganko stood up and walked over to the cabinets to get glasses.
Fuuko jumped down and helped her by filling them up with ice as Ganko poured Juice in them. "Well don't stress over it. You already have enough to stress over in school…aren't your mid terms coming up?" Yanagi asked as she poured noodles into a sifter letting the water drain out. "Yeah…I also have to worry about that stupid science fair project…" Ganko stuck her tongue out in disgust as she said those words. "Plus you can't be sad, this is my last night here with you all before I go to America for collage." Fuuko said as she hugged Ganko. Ganko returned the hug as she laughed.
Yanagi laughed also as she called to the boys to come in for dinner. But the boys didn't budge. She gave a look to Fuuko who got the message and bounced over tackling Recca and Karou. Both boys letting out a shriek. Fuuko laughed as she reached over and turned off the game console. All boys paled. "FUUKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
After dinner everyone went to the family room. Leaving Fuuko and Yanagi to do the dishes. They both talked about what they were going to do when collage started. Yanagi was going to a Medical collage in Tokyo, Recca was coming with her. Surprisingly enough he took a liking to history. He wants to be a history teacher in high school. Needless to say Fuuko and the rest of the gang took him to the hospital to see if he was diseased.
Ganko was going to 7th grade along with Karou. Both like each other but nether have decided to come forth to each other. Love is so confusing. Domon was staying in Tokyo with is manager. Domon took to his dream to become a pro wrestler…and they think that his manager has a crush on him…. She's a little weird but she's the type that likes beefed up guys. So the gang was all up for then being together, especially Fuuko. After the dishes were washed and put away both girls joined the others in the family room. The boys were back at the game, only now Ganko was involved.
After 4 hours of playing games, and talking everyone went to their rooms for bed. Fuuko glanced at her clock as she slipped in some sweat pants and a tank top. 2:04 in the morning. She shook her head. She had to be at the airport at noon. She walked over to her dresser. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair had grown out a little but she refused to let it get below her shoulders. It was still in the same cut it had been just a little longer in the front. She pulled on her hair a little. "I wonder if I should start to grow it out at collage." Se shrugged and went to turn off her light, then climbed into her bed.
She closed her eyes and thought of her future. She was on a plane for America. Where she would be attending an Art University in Florida. She wondered if she was making the right decision on being an artist. She had always had a knack for painting, be it spray-painting graffiti on old buildings or on her easel. She also loved to make little comics. The one with Recca as a ninja and Yanagi as a princess went over well with a lot of people. She even got it published for a little kid's book. Although not many copies were sold she felt that she had accomplished a great feat. She smiled to herself knowing that no matter what was going to happen in her future she would handle it.
Fuuko was at the airport a little late. Her flight would be leaving in seven minutes and she was still getting past security. After three minutes she got her bags, put them on the bag rack for them to take to the plane and ran to her terminal. She gave the woman at the door her ticket and boarded the plane. She was seated all the way in the back. Thankfully she got the window seat. She dug though her small bag and picked out seven books and then shoved it into the compartment above her seat. She was informed that it would take twenty hours to get to America from Japan. (1)
She sat down in her seat and leaned back opening her manga book and started reading. More people where piling into the plane. Fuuko felt someone sit next to her but didn't look up from her book. He moved around a little bit getting comfortable and then stopped moving. Fuuko looked out the window to see the baggage cart leaving. They would be leaving in a few minutes. And she was right, not even 2 minutes later the air attendant came on over head and said for everyone to turn off all cell phones, laptops and other electrical items and to put there seat bets on. Fuuko reached over and grabbed her seat belt and buckled it. Then noticed the man sitting next to her was having trouble. "The seat belt is on your left. Look down on the side of your seat."(2)
The man nodded and mumbled thanks. And just where she had said it was, he found it. Quickly buckling himself in as the attendant walked by and sat in the back. The plane soon took off and was in the air. The attendant made an announcement that they could take off the seat belts. Fuuko did and so did her seating partner. After six hours on the plane Fuuko finished her three manga's, two Art books, and one magazine. She was on the last magazine that Ganko gave her. TeensTeen was the name of it. Fuuko wasn't planning on reading it but she was getting bored. And dinner wasn't coming until 6:30 so she still had half an hour to spare. She opened it up and started reading about the fashion, makeup and boyfriends teens had, and wanted. She then got to the Band that Ganko was talking about. She was interested when she started reading. "So they started as a garage band and was discovered at a small café, blah blah blah, Got a contract-" Fuuko realized she was reading out loud. He blushed a little and looked back to her magazine. Her eyes nearly popped out as she turned the page to see the band members. They were all so beautiful…but nothing prepared her for the candid picture of the two main members in bed sleeping together. Both were beautiful.
She read the caption below the picture. 'This was when we first discovered that out two favorite members were seeing each other. Our photographer ended up walking in on them then next morning after the party they had, for the band members and friends they had. It was a big party, and most of the people including our beloved Tokiya Mikagami and Zida Cavionte.' Fuuko glared at the magazine. She was disgusted on how the magazine stalked them and put everything out like that. Her face was heated up and she abruptly closed the magazine, causing the man next to her jump in surprise. He stared at her. "Sorry didn't mean to do that." She said as she smiled as laughed a little. It wasn't until now she had taken in what he looked like. He had black hair, some hanging in his face. His eyes were a gray color. He was wearing a white shirt on with writing on it but because of the black sweatshirt over it she couldn't make out what it said. He was wearing black pants also. "No problem." He said as she stuck his hand out. "Names Micheal Archeon." Fuuko looked at his hand and then shook it. "Fuuko Kirisawa, Nice to meet you Micheal." She smiled as they both let go of each other's hands.
They both talked for a while until dinner came. They both ate and talked. Fuuko found out that Micheal was going back to America to work on the force there. Fuuko found it a little reassuring when she found out he was going to Florida with her. "So can you speak English? (3)" Micheal asked her. Fuuko nodded. She had been studying for a long time. Having English friends in high school helped a lot. "Yeah I learned it over the years so it's kind of like a second language for me." Fuuko said using her perfect English. They both talked for 3 more hours until drifting off to sleep.
Everyone awoke to the sound of the planes landing gear hitting the ground. Fuuko smiled as everyone gathered there stuff and headed for the exit. Micheal asked her to join him. He would drop her off at the collage. She agreed. They both got their luggage and headed to Micheal's car. "So how did you get a car here?" Fuuko asked as she watched the cars and lights flash by. "I had some friends drop it off for me. By the way how are you going to be getting around here? Do you have money to get a car or what not?" Micheal asked glancing over to her. "No I have to get a job and then maybe I can get a used car…but until then it's the bus and walking…I guess I can take a cab. But I'm not to worried." Fuuko said reassuring him with a smile. Micheal nodded. "Well if you ever need a ride hit me up. Oh and there's the collage now." He said as he pointed to it. Fuuko looked over to her right side out the window and was in awe. It was a huge school, and then so were the dorms.
As they rode past the university she couldn't help but feel giddy and nervous. Micheal dropped her off at the main lobby of the dorms. They both exchanged cell numbers and promised to meet up with each other again. Fuuko stood on the steps to the front lobby with her two suitcases and knap-sack. She refused to let him carry them in because she didn't want him to have to wait until she found her dorm and all. She waved to him as she watched him drive out of sight. It was still dark out. They had arrived at Florida at 8:00am and it only took half an hour to get to the university. Fuuko took a deep breath and entered the lobby.
Well I hoped you enjoyed it. There are a couple things that I have to explain though.
I wasn't sure how long it would really take to get from Japan to Florida. So please don't hate me or flame me if I got it wrong. I did a search and couldn't find anything.
The last time I was on a plane was when I was little so I'm not quite sure what the attendant says, or where the seat belts and such are.
So yeah, when Fuuko was in Japan she was speaking Japanese. So the whole flight she was speaking Japanese. Micheal was too until he brought up the question. From now on they will be speaking English and when they speak Japanese ((Which probably wont be happening a lot)) it will be in italics.
Hope that I didn't confuse anyone here. So Please Review. The more Reviews I have the more likely it is that I will update quicker.