Uryu Minene

The person in front of me had short, choppy hair, with bangs forming an uneven line across her forehead. Though her hair was a bright blonde, the expression she wore was not bright at all. She scowled, grabbed bunches of her hair, and tried to even out the ends of it with a pair of scissors. She let the strands fall to the bathroom floor and sink, seemingly more concerned with the state of her hair rather than the mess she was making. The frustrated girl stopped for a moment, seemed to be somewhat satisfied with her handiwork, then picked at her outfit. She was wearing a maroon shirt with a plunging "V" neckline, and a pair of washed out, torn shorts, with shiny, silver sandals to complete the outfit. This girl was curvaceous, and the skimpy outfit she wore only showcased her D-cups and full thighs.

One would think a girl like this would be strutting down a walkway on the beach, proudly displaying herself to everyone. But this girl seemed.. embarrassed. She kept picking at the clothes she was wearing, desperately trying to cover as many inches of her skin as she could. Her lips were set in a deep frown, and she glared at me. Her fingers tightly curled around the scissors, and she reached forward and stabbed. The image of the girl cracked, distorting her.

Goddamn stupid hair stupid clothes stupid Yukiteru. Why am I even doing this? I turned away from the mirror, stepping over small piles of hair, and left the bathroom. I picked up the note from the small table of my room and reread it.

"Minene I am sorry I pushed you so quickly into this, but Murmur was against my plan, so I had to do something quick. She doesn't know what I'm going to do (or did, since you'll be reading this in the future), so forgive me, but you must follow my instructions.

First, you gotta make yourself inconspicuous. I know you can manifest things, so you won't have too much trouble with that. I did some research, and the picture of the lady I stapled to this note is supposed to be a famous director. Dress up as her and pretend to scout for talent for your new movie. Attract both 3rd world me and 3rd world Akise-kun somehow. Akise-kun is an amazing detective, so maybe you should make your fake movie be a murder mystery. You'll manage to do it somehow, right?

Second, you have to meet up with Deus somehow and convince him not to include Yuno in the game, for obvious reasons. Maybe you could get your 3rd world self to take you. Figure it out somehow. This is crucial. In fact, I probably should've listed this first.. Anyways, you have to do this. We don't want another Yuno cycle to happen.

Third, I know you might want to talk to 3rd world Nishijima, but you shouldn't talk to him more than is necessary. You could get attached and kill your 3rd world self and well.. basically become another Yuno. I know it's hard. But you can't.

Finally, I just wanted to say good luck. I'm sorry for pushing all this on you, but I had no other choice. Please, take care of yourself.

-Yukiteru"

I guess he must've stuck it in my pocket when that loser pushed me, but I decided not to dwell on it any further. I had work to do. I went to Yukiteru's school first, thinking I should hurry up and get the hard part over with. The kid was a complete loner and a bit of a weirdo, so it'd be hard to get him to volunteer. Not to mention the lunatic was still there, and though she wasn't that bad of a person in this world, I might still wanna scratch her eyes out..

Maybe I should just kidnap the two and put them together. That'd be sooooo much easier. I shook the thoughts from my head, knowing I had to do this right, or I'd never hear the end of it.

I took the bus, still not fully done with all my planning, but I figured I could finish on the way. After many stares from men and glares from women, I ended up thinking I should simply wait for the boy to get out of school and pretend to be all impressed and shit. Give him my card, and then catch him again a few days later. The time in-between should be enough for me to "convince" the bigwigs of some production company to lend me a studio and a crew. And maybe give me some time to work on things with Nishijima..

No, I'm not here for that! Well, God did say I could fix other issues if I wanted to.. But no, if I had any free time, it'd be best to start to try to get to Deus about the whole Yuno thing.

I would've missed my stop if I didn't notice a group of students making a ruckus right outside my window. I got out, and looked down at my watch. A few minutes left before he arrives. (I did a little research to find out when his class ends [Shit, am I turning into Yuno?].) You need to be more observant, geez, seriously? I reprimanded myself.

After a few moments of looking around, I saw the aforementioned brunette walking my way. His head was cast down as he punched the buttons on his phone, not paying much attention to the world around him. How has this idiot not gotten run over yet?

I pushed my sunglasses on, and put on an air of cool self-confidence, folding my arms in front of my chest. I waited until he was a couple of feet away and called out,

"Ey kid! You look cute enough for this role. Wanna be famous?" I walked forward and shoved a poster of a random movie I manifested at the last second into his hands. I realized it depicted an attractive man, holding what seemed to be an equally attractive female salsa dancer in one hand, and a magnifying glass in the other hand;with other shady-looking people in the background. Some sort of mystery/romance. Well the director I'm supposed to be is all cheesy like that, despite her slutty outfits.

Yukiteru looked down at the poster with little interest, and then looked up at me. His reaction was a little late, but after a couple of moments, his half-lidded eyes widened, and I couldn't help but think of how adorable he could look sometimes.

Hey you're not his fucking mother or something like that, what are thinking? I mentally slapped myself.

The boy in front of me laughed nervously. "A-are you serious? I could never play someone.. like that.." He pointed to the main character. Now it was my turn to laugh.

"No, no, no, you wouldn't be playing that guy! We've already got that spot filled. You'll be playing this guy." I pointed to one of the characters in the far back, who was visibly blushing while another boy seemed to be laughing and ruffling his hair. I know just who to pick for that role.

At first, Yukiteru seemed to be ashamed that he thought he could be the "main hot guy" of the movie, and his cheeks turned a light shade of red. Then, once he really looked at his character, and the interactions of the other character, his cheeks slightly darkened more.

"Oh…" He paused. "Oh! Haha! U-um… W-well.. I have school and all. A-and besides" He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not a very good actor.. Y-you could probably find someone else who's… more suitable." His gaze fell to the sidewalk.

"If we were interviewing you right now, you would totes (Really? Totes? Guess one has to sell the act) pass the test. You're acting just like him right now! You'd be perfect!" I paused to dig through my ginormous purse and pulled out a card. "Well, if you change your mind, give us a call! And about the school thing, our schedule is flexible and we could do it after school or on weekends. Anyways.." I lowered my voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "If you're in a movie, think of all the fame and friends you'll make!"

With that, I winked at him and turned to walk the opposite way. I would've turned around just to see the hilarious expression he was most likely pulling right now, but that would've ruined the effect, so I kept walking until I was out of sight so I could call for a cab. It was getting dark, and the next bus wouldn't be there until 30 minutes, which I did not feel like waiting. Not because I was scared, but because some shady looking guys were staring at me and looked like they wanted to get more "acquainted". I could've easily knocked them out, but police could get involved, or there could be witnesses, and my cover would be blown.

After a measly 5 minutes, my taxi arrived. I got in and told him to drop me off a few streets away from where I was renting a room. Never hurt to take extra precautions.

"Ey, aren't ya that Morrigan Everest lady who made Long Walks on the Beach?" The cab driver abruptly asked.

"I might be." I replied with a hint of mischief in my voice.

"Don't you usually have a limo for this kinda stuff?" By the time he said this, my stop had already come up. This was perfect timing. Maybe that idiot God is looking over me. I internally laughed. I then proceeded to get out of the taxi, lean in on the driver's window and "oh-so-innocently" bend down to reveal cleavage, and reply with,

"You never saw me, got it short stuff?" I pulled out a wad of cash from my pockets and stuffed it into the driver's brim of his hat. I winked and stood back up, sashaying my way down the street. Inside, a storm was brewing. I had to keep up appearances. But shit man. This Morrigan lady had to calm down. I later had to manifest a punching bag as soon as I got to my room.

Yukiteru will pay. I consoled myself.

AN: I had a little more fun writing this one~ Though it might be a little choppy. Nyeh. Well. I'm looking forward to writing future chapters! I promise, I will not make this into some sappy romance, I'll make sure to include Yuno and her gore. Though this is pretty fun~ Well, your criticism is greatly appreciated! Thanks you guys!