If you all expect this kind of regularity, you can kiss my ass. And you are entitled to ignore everything over the line, this is going to fanfic.net in a few days.
Let us move to another character, one of which is not so depressing. Haruko, as we all know her, has actually been doing well. Now remember all, I own nothing more than the computer I'm typing at, not even FLCL... But if someone wants to get the DVDs for me...
A pale, pink haired girl, with some very unusual eyes had been spotted around the sleepy town of Mabase. Each time, it had been of only for a second or so, quickly followed by a rush of air. How she returned? Why? Perhaps a trip to the past would make for a suitable explanation, yes?
An asteroid field, on the outskirts of the Andromeda system, two figures, two moving, living figures existed. One a beautiful, glowing red, the other, a pale, seemingly young woman, sitting atop a yellow Vespa, holding a Gibson. The red figure was flickering, dulling, but still beautiful. Not unlike a great fire, finally burning itself into extinction. The other one, a beautiful young woman, exhausted, yes, but still in her prime, able to continue on.
"You may think that you have won, that you will receive my powers by caste, you are wrong. The last I willingly gave my power to is entitled to that which is almost gone. When he fades, so will that which you seek, and he too fades quickly."
There was now a look of complete and utter fury on the visage of our pink haired harlot. She moved in to strike again, but hit the rock on which Atomsk had been resting. Above her head, a red sphere shrank out of existence. She screamed, once, venting her nigh infinite rage on the rock beneath her feet with her gibson guitar. She straddled her Vespa, aiming back to the desolate system which now held Atomsk's heir. A feint, almost non-existent smile crossed her lips.
"I'm coming Ta-Kun, so keep that little head of yours intact."
We can now return to modern day Earth, and see where she is now.
Haruko could be found, leaning against her Vespa, staring up at the Heir's window. For some odd reason, Canti was behind her, holding a bowl of spicy curry, an air of excitement was around the robot. How a robot could be excited is beyond me, and probably will be for a time to come. She plucked a few strings on her guitar, watching Naota close the curtains, and then his silhouette, putting his clothes on. She wondered, remotely, what the red markings on his chest had been. She knew it wasn't the sign of Atomsk's power, it wasn't on his forehead.
She waited about a half an hour after the lights went out, then walked right in through the front door, using the key she had gotten so long ago, when she had been their maid, although how much cleaning and cooking she had done hardly qualified her as a maid.
The first thing she did when she got in there was go to the bathroom. She may not have been human, but her bodily makeup was basically the same. While sitting on her porcelain throne, a glint of metal in the waste basket caught her eye. She held it up to the faint light, her curiosity getting the better of her, and realized it was a bent up razor, some blood caked on it. Her hand gently returned to the basket, and returned full of razors bent and stained the same way. A look of worry crossed her face, and her voice escaped her in a whisper.
"Is this what he meant, if Ta-Kun there goes, it goes, did he, tonight, did he..?"
She never finished her sentence, just her business in that room. She slowly, almost hesitantly, walked to his room, noting her guitar in the corner, and his chest rising, slowly, then receding. She breathed a small sigh of relief, and climbed on to the top bunk, suppressing a giggle at what he would say when he found her in his room again, pausing only slightly when she heard him say "Haruko" in his sleep.
"This will be far too easy." She said to herself, smiling as she fell into he warmth of the bed, and then into sleep.
Where there's a will, I want in it.
Always up for a game of chess or checkers, if my YIM is working.
Hasegawa Rayven wrote:Crown Forgotten "The King of All Naruto D Burners"