Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne OVA
The day arrived when Maron and her friends would leave for France. Of course, the day began with Maron sleeping late.. because she had been awake for so long the night before, trying to decide what to bring to France with her.
"Marrooonn! Maron!" Miyako pounded with frustration on Maron's apartment door. However, no matter how hard Miyako's fist hit against the door, Maron would not wake.
Maron tossed over on her side and yawned lazily. Her eyes didn't open though and she kept on sleeping. After deciding to give up, Miyako hurried over to Chiaki's door. She hoped he hadn't departed for the Tokyo Airport yet. "Chiaki!" she called, knocking softly at first. When Chiaki didn't answer, Miyako turned dark red and sweatdropped.
"This is beginning to get to me.." Miyako muttered under her breath. She stood in silence for a moment. Miyako's face deepened into crimson. Finally she took a big gasp of breath and..
"CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
Chiaki, who had been taking a relaxing shower, winced at the sound of Miyako's morning worn voice. He reluctantly turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Just before he walked out of the washroom, he paused and sweatdropped. He chuckled to himself and grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist.
Just before Miyako considered breaking down his door, Chiaki pulled open the door and greeted Miyako with a broad smile. Miyako was just about to scold Chiaki, but when she noticed his appearance, she blushed terribly and looked to her left. Then, still looking in the direction of Maron's apartment, she said, "Maron's not waking up. We have to be at the airport in an hour."
Chiaki laughed and said, "Ahh.. it's no problem. You go get your luggage and I'll take care of Maron." Miyako sighed, but nodded. With that, she walked back to her apartment to retrieve her suitcases.
Chiaki stepped back into his apartment and closed the door behind him. A faint smirk slid across his lips as he strode through his apartment.
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Maron faced Chiaki's back, fully aware of the darkness surrounding both of them. The tears she was crying were the only source of warmth, for Chikai wouldn't even look at her.
"Chiaki!" she choked on the trembling in the back of her throat. Instead of acknowledging her, Chiaki started to walk in the other direction. Maron rose a foot to begin chasing after him, but something stopped her.
"CHIAKI!!!!!!!" she screamed, unwillingly staying put. And then ...
"Maron."
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Maron woke up. She was facing up, her eyes met the ceiling. She was still shaking from her nightmare, wishing she had not gone to sleep the night before. Finally, she hoisted herself up by her elbows so that she was now sitting in bed. It was then that she noticed Chiaki was staring at her from standing at the foot of her bed. She jumped when she saw him, about to ask how he got in. But her question had been answered when her eyes flickered over to the open window. Cool air swept in from outside; this reminded Maron of her dream, except that Chiaki's back was now not turned toward her.
"Maron.." Chiaki looked as though he had witnessed what Maron had dreamt. This made Maron more than uncomfortable. She threw her blankets aside and stared at her bed sheets, refusing to meet Chiaki's eyes.
"You were dreaming about me.." Chiaki said playfully. Maron fell over.
"Dreaming about you?!" Maron retorted, getting up and throwing a disgusted look at his grin.
"Well, when I first came, I thought you were yelling at me for using the window.. But then I noticed that your eyes were closed, so you must have been dreaming," Chiaki explained, not hesitating to add, "I'm kind of curious, though.. About the kind of dream you were having." Maron noted that his voice was void of concern, and so interpreted his "curiosity" to be an excuse for her to snatch up a pillow and throw it at him. Chiaki caught the pillow, nestling it in his arms. Maron sweatdropped; she couldn't believe he was letting her frustration grow. She was horrified, to begin with, that he had heard her shouting his name in her sleep.
"Oi.. What're you doing here, anyway?" Maron demanded. She dragged her pillow away from Chiaki, ignoring the pout on his face that followed.
"Miyako was looking for you, so I came to get you!" he smiled, obviously proud of his deed. Then he continued, "She said we had an hour before we need to be at the airport, but that was... ten minutes ago."
"WHAT?!" Maron panicked, jumping away from her bed and dashing to her closet. After she was finished with the closet, she then began to open her drawers, emptying those as well. She ignored Chiaki's satisfaction from her having flung panties and brassiers to join the pile of clothes at his feet. Chiaki's smile vanished, of course, when a realization stung him cold in the face.
"Maron.. You haven't packed?"
*Flump!* That was the second time that morning that Maron fell over.
"Well, I.. I started to, last night.. But I got tired and told myself I'd wake up early this morning to finish.." she broke off quietly. Unexpectedly, Chiaki made no comment; when Maron turned around, she saw that he had simply raised his eyebrow. When she finished stowing what was left into her suitcases, Chiaki offered to drag them out of her apartment.
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~*Author's Notes:*~ Uhh, yes.. Sorry for taking so long to update on this. And the reason I added what I recently wrote to the third chapter is because of the third chapter's short length. - -; Thanks for the reviews, people! I hadn't expected to get more than a few. Oo; If it weren't for you guys, I don't think I would have continued with this. *L* But uhh.. Writing more helped me remember how obsessed with KKJ I really am, so.. You can expect more from me not too far in the future. ^.^ Ciao!
The day arrived when Maron and her friends would leave for France. Of course, the day began with Maron sleeping late.. because she had been awake for so long the night before, trying to decide what to bring to France with her.
"Marrooonn! Maron!" Miyako pounded with frustration on Maron's apartment door. However, no matter how hard Miyako's fist hit against the door, Maron would not wake.
Maron tossed over on her side and yawned lazily. Her eyes didn't open though and she kept on sleeping. After deciding to give up, Miyako hurried over to Chiaki's door. She hoped he hadn't departed for the Tokyo Airport yet. "Chiaki!" she called, knocking softly at first. When Chiaki didn't answer, Miyako turned dark red and sweatdropped.
"This is beginning to get to me.." Miyako muttered under her breath. She stood in silence for a moment. Miyako's face deepened into crimson. Finally she took a big gasp of breath and..
"CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
Chiaki, who had been taking a relaxing shower, winced at the sound of Miyako's morning worn voice. He reluctantly turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Just before he walked out of the washroom, he paused and sweatdropped. He chuckled to himself and grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist.
Just before Miyako considered breaking down his door, Chiaki pulled open the door and greeted Miyako with a broad smile. Miyako was just about to scold Chiaki, but when she noticed his appearance, she blushed terribly and looked to her left. Then, still looking in the direction of Maron's apartment, she said, "Maron's not waking up. We have to be at the airport in an hour."
Chiaki laughed and said, "Ahh.. it's no problem. You go get your luggage and I'll take care of Maron." Miyako sighed, but nodded. With that, she walked back to her apartment to retrieve her suitcases.
Chiaki stepped back into his apartment and closed the door behind him. A faint smirk slid across his lips as he strode through his apartment.
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Maron faced Chiaki's back, fully aware of the darkness surrounding both of them. The tears she was crying were the only source of warmth, for Chikai wouldn't even look at her.
"Chiaki!" she choked on the trembling in the back of her throat. Instead of acknowledging her, Chiaki started to walk in the other direction. Maron rose a foot to begin chasing after him, but something stopped her.
"CHIAKI!!!!!!!" she screamed, unwillingly staying put. And then ...
"Maron."
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Maron woke up. She was facing up, her eyes met the ceiling. She was still shaking from her nightmare, wishing she had not gone to sleep the night before. Finally, she hoisted herself up by her elbows so that she was now sitting in bed. It was then that she noticed Chiaki was staring at her from standing at the foot of her bed. She jumped when she saw him, about to ask how he got in. But her question had been answered when her eyes flickered over to the open window. Cool air swept in from outside; this reminded Maron of her dream, except that Chiaki's back was now not turned toward her.
"Maron.." Chiaki looked as though he had witnessed what Maron had dreamt. This made Maron more than uncomfortable. She threw her blankets aside and stared at her bed sheets, refusing to meet Chiaki's eyes.
"You were dreaming about me.." Chiaki said playfully. Maron fell over.
"Dreaming about you?!" Maron retorted, getting up and throwing a disgusted look at his grin.
"Well, when I first came, I thought you were yelling at me for using the window.. But then I noticed that your eyes were closed, so you must have been dreaming," Chiaki explained, not hesitating to add, "I'm kind of curious, though.. About the kind of dream you were having." Maron noted that his voice was void of concern, and so interpreted his "curiosity" to be an excuse for her to snatch up a pillow and throw it at him. Chiaki caught the pillow, nestling it in his arms. Maron sweatdropped; she couldn't believe he was letting her frustration grow. She was horrified, to begin with, that he had heard her shouting his name in her sleep.
"Oi.. What're you doing here, anyway?" Maron demanded. She dragged her pillow away from Chiaki, ignoring the pout on his face that followed.
"Miyako was looking for you, so I came to get you!" he smiled, obviously proud of his deed. Then he continued, "She said we had an hour before we need to be at the airport, but that was... ten minutes ago."
"WHAT?!" Maron panicked, jumping away from her bed and dashing to her closet. After she was finished with the closet, she then began to open her drawers, emptying those as well. She ignored Chiaki's satisfaction from her having flung panties and brassiers to join the pile of clothes at his feet. Chiaki's smile vanished, of course, when a realization stung him cold in the face.
"Maron.. You haven't packed?"
*Flump!* That was the second time that morning that Maron fell over.
"Well, I.. I started to, last night.. But I got tired and told myself I'd wake up early this morning to finish.." she broke off quietly. Unexpectedly, Chiaki made no comment; when Maron turned around, she saw that he had simply raised his eyebrow. When she finished stowing what was left into her suitcases, Chiaki offered to drag them out of her apartment.
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~*Author's Notes:*~ Uhh, yes.. Sorry for taking so long to update on this. And the reason I added what I recently wrote to the third chapter is because of the third chapter's short length. - -; Thanks for the reviews, people! I hadn't expected to get more than a few. Oo; If it weren't for you guys, I don't think I would have continued with this. *L* But uhh.. Writing more helped me remember how obsessed with KKJ I really am, so.. You can expect more from me not too far in the future. ^.^ Ciao!