Where's my Vespa?
Chapter 1
A/N: Okay, this is a FLCL fanfiction that's expected to run 6chapters, like the 6 episode series. However, to advance each chapter I need 3 reviews at least per chapter. I don't have the time nor patience to bother around writing a story that no one likes enough to take 2 minutes to say "Good" or "Bad". SO PLEASE REVIEW!
Chapter 1
"What would you like, ma'am?" The clerk asked the customer, who was currently staring into space.
"What?"
"I said, Welcome to Corner's Restaurant, what would you like?"
"Super spicy curry bread."
"Anything else with that?"
"No."
"Took you that long?"
"Do you want my money or what?" The cranky woman slapped down some Yen on the yellow counter.
The clerk walked to the kitchen, mumbling angrily under his breath. The pink haired woman walked to the closest table and set her new red Bass Guitar on the seat next to her. She strummed the lowest string softly, singing softly to herself.
She then threw her guitar on the ground, cursing solftly to herself. A tear slowly ran down her cheek, falling, making a spreading splotch on the napkin sitting next to her elbow. She picked it up, and wiped her face.
She looked up when she was done moping. She saw a small figure through the corner of her eye, and turned her head to see a little redhead girl of about 4 years old staring at her.
"What are you looking at, shorty?"
She continued staring. "Are you okay, misses?"
"I'm fine, now get the hell away from me."
The little girl began to sniffle. "I'm just twying to be nice."
An idea popped into her head. "I'm Haruko. Would you like to help me?
Naota put his car into hill break and got out of his car. He walked hastily toward the giant white house, stopping at the door.
Ding dong…Ninamori opened the door. She threw her arms around the boy of seventeen, who swept her off her feet and twirled her around.
"So where are we going, honey?" Ninamori blushed and kissed him. They began to walk towards Naota's car.
"Oh, we're just going to go have breakfast at Corner's Restaurant."
"Oohh, sounds very romantic." She thought everything was romantic around her long-time boyfriend. They both hopped into the car, and they sped off towards downtown.
Naota's head was full today. Today was the anniversary of Haruko's flight back into the sky. Was it five years? Four? Six? Seven? I can't remember… He even tried to think to himself that he didn't care, but he wasn't fooling anybody. He never mentioned her, but the also never told anybody that the last thing he looked at every night was the blue bass guitar sitting in the corner of his room.
"Naota, are you listening to me?"
"What? Oh, yes, of course dear."
Ninamori gave him a litte confused look, before looking out the window.
"Naota!"
"What is it?" He immediately responded to the urgency in her voice.
"Look!"
They were about a block away from Corner's Restaurant, and parked outside near the bike rack was a bright yellow vespa. It was facing toward the road, the black "P!" greeting everyone that passed it.
"Haruko…"
Naota immediately floored the pedal and drove a few blocks down away from the restaurant. He unlocked the doors.
"Ninamori, get out."
"What?"
"Get out!"
"Why?"
"I need to take care of something."
Ninamori reluctantly opened her door and stepped onto the sidewalk. Naota reached over and closed her door, and sped off back towards the Corner Restaurant.
"Sure, I'd wuve to help Haruko-san!" The little girl smiled.
"Stand still…" Haruko picked up her bass guitar, lifted it above her head, and swung it toward the little girl's face.
The little girl was swept off her feet and flew into the wall. She was bawling in pain, and nothing came out of her forehead.
"AHH! Mommy help me! Aah!"
Everyone crowded around the little girl; all but the workers, who were calling the cops on the phone. She looked both ways and saw that there was no way for her to escape unnoticed. She pulled the lawnmower- like lever on her guitar, and everyone looked as the Vroom! Sound filled the diner. She ran toward the left exit, jumped into the crowd gathered there, using her bass like a chainsaw to cut through the people. She ran out the door and jumped, intending to land on her Vespa. Nothing caught her, so she landed straight on her behind on the sidewalk.
"What the…? Where's my Vespa…?"
The Vespa had disappeared. She looked around, seeing that the restaurant was connected to the next building on the right side, she headed around the left corner.
"So you thought you'd come back, huh?"
Haruko looked up and jumped. Naota was standing just around the corner, with her bright yellow Vespa behind him.
"Naota…" She took a few steps toward her Takkun.
"Stay away from me." He reached into his back pocket, revealing a gun. He outstretched his hand, putting the shiny metal gun a few inches away from the frightened woman's face.
"Naota, wait…!"
"No, you wait!" He screamed. "You have the nerve come back after leave me alone after I gave up literally everything for you?! I don't think so! Now I can finally get even with you!"
Haruko closed her eyes.
…
A few minutes later, the street was blocked off as the cops were surrounding the girl sprawled out on the sidewalk with a bullet in her head.