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Aku Himawari (I.E. Foxy)
Age: 18
Gender Female
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Black
Aku is the daughter of Japans most notorious gangster. When she was three, Aku's father caught Mistune "Kitsune" Konno committing a felony and instead of taking her in, he made her be Aku's freebie nanny. Aku developed most of her habits from Mitsune. Teasing of men, unafraid of using charm too get what she wants, and freelance writing in spare time,. Differences, love of athletics, thinks about men behaviors instead of their money, and likes drinking tomato juice instead of alcohol
Love Hina Bara
Chapter 2: A depressing reunion Part 2!
Ichiro roamed the halls of the Hinata house. Following the voice of Yui, somehow finding his way, moving too her vocals. Peeked in every door through the corridors. He stopped, noticing Kimza appeared; little girl walking up on the left hand side. A teddy bear was held tightly in her arms.
Ichiro overconfident, moving, got up too Kimza, complimenting, "You don't have to cheer me up, because just being around you makes me happy." Kimza hardly listened to Ichiro's speech. Her fingers stroked her teddy bears neck—looking too find the hatch. She ripped the cotton neck off her teddy bear. Kimza pulled two silver alloy coated pistols with red-painted butterfly's on both sides out the teddy bears head. " Hey, I know those. Yeah, those are Colt M1911 Pistols. How'd you make replica's?"
Kimza pointed her two pistols at Ichiro, staring soullessly into his eyes, said, " Their-not-replica's."
Kimza discharged both pistols—two bullets came out. Both hit: A vase, a flower pot.
Ichiro fled for his life. Multiple small projectiles fired at him, narrowly missing his head, crying loud as he could. Ichiro hide away in the nearest room.
Ichiro buried himself in darkness. A slight tingling sensation touched Ichiro. His elbows were being massaged, low-cracking noise in his bones, pleasuring him.
" Mmmmm… Whoever is touching me… I thank thee," Ichiro flattered in a dazzle tone. Pleasure left Ichiro. Deep pain thrived in his "special" areas, twisting his skin, squeezing his crotch, making him scream: " YEOOOOW!"
" Your-not-Ian-kun! My Human Vibrator!" Foxy's voice oscillated the room. Louder noise was heard in Ichiro's bones. He cried from pure agonizing pain. Couldn't take the pain, reached for the doorknob, made an exit. Lights came on. Foxy stood up, arms at her hips, wearing red cotton low-cut bra and panty, saying, " The nerve of some people."
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Ian watched everything—safety of the Security Room. Cup of gaiwan on a holster, burning. Screen showed Ichiro running through every room, Kimza chasing after him. Toru joined their chase. Ian couldn't help but giggle too himself.
" Ooooo… I am so bad!" Ian laughed thoughtfully, picked up his cup of tea. Slurping, sucked in his tea, smile still on his face. Door too Security Room opened. Daisuke walked in. Looking around, saw Ian heckling, left eyebrow raised
" Hey," Daisuke called, " Whatcha doing?"
" Oh, am watching the guy who's made my childhood a living hell trying to pick-up the house residents," Ian said nonchantly. Daisuke walked up to where Ian was sitting. Looking, peered at the videos, seeing Ichiro in his hassle.
Settled, raising his left eyebrow up, said, " Okay."
Kimza and Toru looked through the male hot spring. Kimza and Toru were scouting the area. Kimza checked the water—Toru searched the grounds. Neither of them found him, Ichiro laid dormant in the hot water, underwater. Suffocating, unable to breathe, eyes all red, he could only think:
" What have I ever done to deserve this?"— couldn't take it any longer. Got his head out of the water. Kimza and Toru still hadn't found him, fortunately. But, hadn't need to worry about them anymore. He found a small cave underwater.. " So long, crazy bitch!"
Ichiro dove away. Little did he know, Kimza and Toru observed him escaping. Kimza put her guns back in her teddy bear, capping its head back on, hugging it tightly.
" May God have mercy on your soul, you lolicon ."—Kimza.
Ian switched out from drinking tea. A bag of marshmallows, he swallowed, happily. Daisuke sat behind him and scribbled on his notebook, and using an actual crow's feather tapped in ink. However, lifted his head up. He wanted to conceive:
" Y'know, that systems primarily used to check on the 'girls'. I don't feel comfortable with you using it on your old friend."
" Ichiro's not my 'friend'! " Ian mouthed. " I frickin' hate him. If I was a tiger and he was a tuna, I'd swim all the way out to the middle of an ocean and eat him."
" Okay," Daisuke retorted, " Here's a little a input on your thesis. A grown tiger swimming out in the middle of the 'ocean'. Am sorry, that's a bitch-slap right there. I mean, Tigers are naturally good-swimmers. But, catching a tuna?"
" What about the 'tuna'?" Ian asked.
" Tuna's are part of the Animalia kingdom. They feed on other 'living' things. And we're talking in the 'middle' of the ocean. There be 50 whoopers ready to pounce!"
Ian stared at Daisuke in disbelief. Daisuke went back to writing on his notebook. However, Ian felt content to ask:
" Didn't you ever have any 'social' related catastrophe's."
" Not really," Daisuke answered honestly. " I mean, me and my fellow school cohorts followed our own rule. I don't disturb them, they don't disturb me. On an unrelated note, is there anyone in the Hinata House who've got feelings for."
" Well…" Ian thought of the house residents: Rina ordering Toru on him, Yui clobbering him, Foxy seducing him, Kimza nearly blowing him up with an RPG, " The first woman you see naked in the house… Usually is the one you'll spend the rest of your life with."
Ian shaked his head, worrywart, squealed, " NO! NO! NO! NO!"—Ian
" Geez, you don't have to act like we're in a comedy manga,"—Daisuke
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Ichiro reached the Female hot spring. Pink-painted fence, flower paintings, stuffed animals, still visible even through steam awaited him.
" Man, this place is top-notch," Ichiro Talked too himself, " No wonder stiff Ian wanted to come here." Ichiro saw Rina. She soaked herself in the hot spring and had her shades back over her eyes. Ichiro was instantly aroused from seeing her. " Damn, she's such a babe. I wonder if Ian hit that."
Rina took out papers she stole from before. Took the time to take her shades off. Glee, looked through the papers, disappointment. " You coy-perverted-jackass!" Rina yelled, Mimicking Ian, " LOOK AT ME. AM IAN URISHIMA. I LIKE TOO DECEIVE WOMAN, PEEK ON THEM BEHIND THEIR BACKS, YET AM ONE OF THE TOP 5 STUDENTS IN MY CLASS!." Rina stopped mimicking Ian, " It's funny. I asked him a question: He didn't even know what 5X5 is."
" Oh, she's so… feisty," Ichiro awed. " I pity dah fool that thinks she's uncool, fool!"
" Huh?" Rina acted by hearing Ichiro's voice, " Is someone there?"
" Oh, crap!" Ichiro cursed. " I am so murdered."
" Ian, you pervert! You better not be peeping on me!" Rina yelled while pumping her fist in the air.
" Wait, she can't see me. Maybe, I put up a fake voice, she'll forgive me. How'd those gun shooting bitch sound? Ah." Ichiro perked up, mimicking Kimza, " Uh, I don't see Ian anywhere. It's just lil O me."
Ichiro swimmed up too Rina. Padding his legs, came up behind her, saying, " So… I was thinking we could try skinship. After all, we haven't done it—" Rina took her hand back—squeezed Ichiro's s neck. Ichiro could hardly breathe. His body couldn't hold from the tight squeezing.
" Nice try, you perverted bastard!" Rina yelled.. " That same old trick won't work twice on me. And another thing, Kimza doesn't take hot bathes. Nor does she sound like Alphonse Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist!" Rina was temporarily blind, shades on her eyes, however, spinned Ichiro's body overhead and made precise image for the door. " I bid you, farewell!"
Ichiro spinned as a spinning top, launched towards the door. Ichiro's front body slided as a penguins through the door. Sliding all the way to the end, meet up with Yui, dumping into her legs, smoothly."
Yui reached down, seeing the shivering man lying under her, groaning, " Hey, are you alright? That was some slide." Ichiro looked at Yui—her absolutely beautiful face and glossy blue hair. He found his opportunity:
" Bingo. Another beauty. She seems to be more benevolent then everyone else. Time I play it… Wahhah! That mean boy, Ian! He told m-me… there was a hot spring. B-but, he lead me too one with a naked girl in it! I need a… hug!" Yui stared cautiously at Ichiro. She put up a smile and stretched her arms out. Ichiro put up a phony smile, stretched his arms out, Yui squeezed his head and shoved him into the ground.
" How gullible do you think I am?! You're a teen; your whining about seeing naked girls?! And, Ian told me all about you, you major pervert!"
Flashback:
Yui sat near a flaming kettle. Black steam steamed out the kettles nose. Yui gasped, " Oh, shit!" Yui unplugged the kettle. The machine turned off. Yui moved the kettle too the sink and drained the water.
" Yui!" Ian called in a worried voice. Yui stopped cooking and turned all the way around to Ian. Ian (word) near the doorway, (word), and eyes unsteady..
" Did you take out the garbage, like I asked?" Yui pestered.
" I know you don't like me, but listen to me. There's this guy I've known most of my life. He's in this house and is trying too 'seduce' everyone. Believe me, whether you know him or not, he can be convincing!"
Yui scrunched her nose, (glaring) at Ian, (word), " Why should I listen to you. Your nothing but a pervert! Not to mention, tearing this house apart."
" Just listen!" Ian cried. " I didn't think you'd trust me, sure. But, I speak for Chazona." Yui's eyes lightened when she heard the girls name. She had no idea Ian knew about her." She speaks: I have to do what Ichiro says—something bad won't happen. Flirt with him, compliment him, offer too go somewhere with him, just whatever you do… don't be persuade by him."
Yui was about to turn Ian down, however, saw the (word) in his eyes. She felt more (word) when seeing his demeanor that way. (word) a shrug, I'll see what I can do."
Flashback End:
Ichiro made way to the exit of the Hinata House. Ian and Daisuke were the only ones watching him leave.
" Chow!"—Ichiro
" Don't come back again!"—Ian.
Yui was in charge of cooking for the night. A whole buffet of food. Everyone chewed their food, swallowing it down, whole. All finished. Smiles on their faces. Yui smiled, and skipped back to the kitchen. She was gone…everyone:
" Baah!"—Foxy.
" Her meals defy my love of food!"—Rina
" It tastes like cat litter! And I've eaten that stuff!"—Kimza
" I don't know the livelihood of your arguments. This stuff tastes great."—Daisuke
" Gah! I need a drink!" –Ian.
Ian sat happy in his chair inside the Security Room. Ian had a bottle of majiu out, Mr. Fisher gave him in the case, twirled it around, grinning:
" Here's a drink… I finally got payback on Ichiro!" Ian chugged his bottle of majiu. Took it out, he was happy, " Mmmmm… That's actually really… sweet!" Ian went back too drinking his gin. Gushing down the chug of alcohol, he stumbled over.
Ian half woke-up. His eyes were tired. He had too empty his bladder. Ian opened the door to the Security Room and walked along the corridor.
Ian half-asleep opened a nearby door. Everything all blurry too him, sat down; warm, reached his hand back, fiddled with something warm and soft.
" What the hell kinda toilet is this?" Ian said.
Lights turned on. Ian saw Daisuke watching him in the door. A stern look on Daisuke's face, Ian looked down, sleepy Yui underneath. Yui waked up. She gasped seeing Ian's image. Ian tried to defend himself:
" IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!"
" GRRR…" Yui growled. " YOU PERVERT!"
Daisuke closed the door behind him, rumbling noises heard on the other end. Cries of pain and anger on the other end. Daisuke laid down. Taking out his notebook and pen, instruments of his creativity, he'd opened the book too the last page, putting a meno:
Note too Self: Fix the Doorknobs
End of Chapter 4