2010-02-26, 09:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 2010-02-26, 10:03 PM by Kawasari Mimoto.)
7:00 AM
The alarm clock goes off, blaring out loud Heavy Metal music.
“UGH!”, Mimoto quickly slams the palm of her left hand at the off-button on her alarm.
[ Time to go to school.. ]
Mimoto rolls off her bed, and stretches both her arms up high. She walks towards her desk and looks at her reflection in the mirror. “…Flat as ever.”, and sighed.
[ . . . If I had a human-body like I used to, I’d probably get all .. ]
“SHUT UP. That’s disgusting.. considering you’re my.. my..”, Mimoto blushed as she scolded Shinku.
[ Hey, chill. I was joking, little sister. ]
Time passes, and half an hour later, Mimoto is outside walking towards her High School. “Only a minute more, it’s right in front of me, huh. I’m going to hate this. I don’t really enjoy talking to people. People only talks to me because I have an extremely high reputation for killing demons.”, Mimoto scoffed and then crosses her arms.
[ Well, you know. Some guys likes that. ], Shinku laughed.
“Huh?”, Mimoto had a puzzled look on her face as she continues to walk.
[ That’s kinky. Guys likes violent women. ], Shinku laughed even harder this time.
“ . . . Stop joking around, pimento.”, she held tightly onto Shinku’s hilt.
[ Ow, ow, ow. Don’t break my hilt, my soul is bonded with it. What are you trying to do? KILL ME? ]
“That’s what you get! Speaking of which, Shinku.. I .. -sighs-“, Mimoto had a quick flashback.
Mimoto narrating: “It was about 10 years ago. I was only 9 years old, my brother, Shinku was about 17 years old. We were playing outside on the top of a hill. On top of that hill was a small picnic table, the sky was dark. . . There was a tree at the top of that hill. I remembered it like it was yesterday . . Shinku was incredibly sick, and he wanted to take me out to gaze at the stars. We both sat at the top of the hill, lying our backs against the tree. I was wearing a blue dress, while he only wore jeans that day, and right beside him was a sword. One might wonder, what about our parents? Well, my dad died a long time ago because of a sickness. I’m not sure what that sickness was, but I think Shinku had the same sickness. I don’t remember my mother, but I heard she died while being in child-birth. She gave life to me and died, me being her first child. Shinku isn’t my biological brother, but he’s always been there with me, from the very start. I was in an orphanage, and Shinku took care of me after the orphanage burned down. Shinku was with me when I was young, so he’s always raised me like his very own sister.. One day . . . ”
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“Stop worrying.. I’ll be fine, little sister. I promised that I’ll protect you.., so I’ll hold onto that promise. No matter what, sis.”, Shinku smiled. Shinku’s a small and frail looking guy, approximately 125 lbs and about 5’4 ft in height. Wearing nothing but his jeans and holding tightly onto a katana with his right hand, he continued to gaze at the stars. His little sister, Mimoto, cracked a smile and gazed at the stars with him. Shinku smiled devilishly and swung his left arm around Mimoto’s neck, and hugging her.
“What are you doing?!”, Mimoto blushed, her jaws suddenly dropped, and she started sweating.
“I want to hug my sister, what?”, Shinku bursted out laughing. Mimoto continued to blush, and frantically, she tried to get away from him. “So cute, haha”, Shinku lets go of Mimoto and laughs even more. Suddenly, he started coughing up blood. His heart started beating faster. Both of his hands suddenly reached for his chest, he tried to bare the pain, but could not. He fell onto the ground and curled up into a ball, trying to bear as much pain as he could.
“BROTHER!”, Mimoto started crying, her childlike hands grabbing onto her brother’s left hand. “No, God.. please.. no.. I DON’T WANT THIS!” , Mimoto bursted into tears, and raised her head up at the sky. “PLEASE, SOMEOME, SAVE MY BROTHER!”, she screamed out loud. There was nothing, but silence. They were at a forest, and nothing could be heard except the loud chirping of birds and crickets.
“Sister.. wait. I can..”, Shinku coughed up more blood, and attempted at getting up. He then kneeled and plunged his sword at the ground. He quickly spills his own blood at the hilt of the sword, coughing over and over. With the hilt of the sword covered in blood, he then closed his eyes, and starts chanting an incantation of some sort in another language. His body started shining, and his legs were the first to fade away.
“SHINKU!!!”, Mimoto pleaded, holding tightly onto Shinku’s body with all her might from behind. Shinky smirked, and then his chest and arms started fading away. All that remains now is a floating head that slowly fades away from the neck and upwards.
“Sister . . . I’ll be alright. As long as you want me to protect you, I shall. Remember, the hilt is key. Heh.”, Shinku said his last words, and faded away. Mimoto stared at the sword, and couldn’t stop crying. Seeing her brother’s blood all over the hilt of the sword was unbearable for her. She then pulled the sword out, with all of her might, holding tightly onto the sword’s hilt with both of her hands.
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Mimoto narrating: “That was then, and here I am now, with my brother.. heh.”
[ What… ]
“Uh, never mind. It’s nothing..”, Mimoto puts Shinku back inside his sheath and continues walking straight towards the school.
[ . . You’re acting strange, you’re starting to worry me. Anyways, you’re already late. ]
15 minutes later..
Shinku is inside the high school, in a small corridor, students and teachers galore continue to be in awe at her appearance. She had on a tight black blouse that had cute designs of grey-colored hearts on it. Wearing tight black-colored leather pants that looked like bell-bottoms, and dark black boots. On her back was Shinku, whom was inside his sheath. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail.
Suddenly, a mysterious figured showed up, and spoke to Mimoto from behind. “I see you’re wearing glasses now!”. Who is this mysterious person?
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There, intro set for someone, have fun. ;P
The alarm clock goes off, blaring out loud Heavy Metal music.
“UGH!”, Mimoto quickly slams the palm of her left hand at the off-button on her alarm.
[ Time to go to school.. ]
Mimoto rolls off her bed, and stretches both her arms up high. She walks towards her desk and looks at her reflection in the mirror. “…Flat as ever.”, and sighed.
[ . . . If I had a human-body like I used to, I’d probably get all .. ]
“SHUT UP. That’s disgusting.. considering you’re my.. my..”, Mimoto blushed as she scolded Shinku.
[ Hey, chill. I was joking, little sister. ]
Time passes, and half an hour later, Mimoto is outside walking towards her High School. “Only a minute more, it’s right in front of me, huh. I’m going to hate this. I don’t really enjoy talking to people. People only talks to me because I have an extremely high reputation for killing demons.”, Mimoto scoffed and then crosses her arms.
[ Well, you know. Some guys likes that. ], Shinku laughed.
“Huh?”, Mimoto had a puzzled look on her face as she continues to walk.
[ That’s kinky. Guys likes violent women. ], Shinku laughed even harder this time.
“ . . . Stop joking around, pimento.”, she held tightly onto Shinku’s hilt.
[ Ow, ow, ow. Don’t break my hilt, my soul is bonded with it. What are you trying to do? KILL ME? ]
“That’s what you get! Speaking of which, Shinku.. I .. -sighs-“, Mimoto had a quick flashback.
Mimoto narrating: “It was about 10 years ago. I was only 9 years old, my brother, Shinku was about 17 years old. We were playing outside on the top of a hill. On top of that hill was a small picnic table, the sky was dark. . . There was a tree at the top of that hill. I remembered it like it was yesterday . . Shinku was incredibly sick, and he wanted to take me out to gaze at the stars. We both sat at the top of the hill, lying our backs against the tree. I was wearing a blue dress, while he only wore jeans that day, and right beside him was a sword. One might wonder, what about our parents? Well, my dad died a long time ago because of a sickness. I’m not sure what that sickness was, but I think Shinku had the same sickness. I don’t remember my mother, but I heard she died while being in child-birth. She gave life to me and died, me being her first child. Shinku isn’t my biological brother, but he’s always been there with me, from the very start. I was in an orphanage, and Shinku took care of me after the orphanage burned down. Shinku was with me when I was young, so he’s always raised me like his very own sister.. One day . . . ”
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“Stop worrying.. I’ll be fine, little sister. I promised that I’ll protect you.., so I’ll hold onto that promise. No matter what, sis.”, Shinku smiled. Shinku’s a small and frail looking guy, approximately 125 lbs and about 5’4 ft in height. Wearing nothing but his jeans and holding tightly onto a katana with his right hand, he continued to gaze at the stars. His little sister, Mimoto, cracked a smile and gazed at the stars with him. Shinku smiled devilishly and swung his left arm around Mimoto’s neck, and hugging her.
“What are you doing?!”, Mimoto blushed, her jaws suddenly dropped, and she started sweating.
“I want to hug my sister, what?”, Shinku bursted out laughing. Mimoto continued to blush, and frantically, she tried to get away from him. “So cute, haha”, Shinku lets go of Mimoto and laughs even more. Suddenly, he started coughing up blood. His heart started beating faster. Both of his hands suddenly reached for his chest, he tried to bare the pain, but could not. He fell onto the ground and curled up into a ball, trying to bear as much pain as he could.
“BROTHER!”, Mimoto started crying, her childlike hands grabbing onto her brother’s left hand. “No, God.. please.. no.. I DON’T WANT THIS!” , Mimoto bursted into tears, and raised her head up at the sky. “PLEASE, SOMEOME, SAVE MY BROTHER!”, she screamed out loud. There was nothing, but silence. They were at a forest, and nothing could be heard except the loud chirping of birds and crickets.
“Sister.. wait. I can..”, Shinku coughed up more blood, and attempted at getting up. He then kneeled and plunged his sword at the ground. He quickly spills his own blood at the hilt of the sword, coughing over and over. With the hilt of the sword covered in blood, he then closed his eyes, and starts chanting an incantation of some sort in another language. His body started shining, and his legs were the first to fade away.
“SHINKU!!!”, Mimoto pleaded, holding tightly onto Shinku’s body with all her might from behind. Shinky smirked, and then his chest and arms started fading away. All that remains now is a floating head that slowly fades away from the neck and upwards.
“Sister . . . I’ll be alright. As long as you want me to protect you, I shall. Remember, the hilt is key. Heh.”, Shinku said his last words, and faded away. Mimoto stared at the sword, and couldn’t stop crying. Seeing her brother’s blood all over the hilt of the sword was unbearable for her. She then pulled the sword out, with all of her might, holding tightly onto the sword’s hilt with both of her hands.
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Mimoto narrating: “That was then, and here I am now, with my brother.. heh.”
[ What… ]
“Uh, never mind. It’s nothing..”, Mimoto puts Shinku back inside his sheath and continues walking straight towards the school.
[ . . You’re acting strange, you’re starting to worry me. Anyways, you’re already late. ]
15 minutes later..
Shinku is inside the high school, in a small corridor, students and teachers galore continue to be in awe at her appearance. She had on a tight black blouse that had cute designs of grey-colored hearts on it. Wearing tight black-colored leather pants that looked like bell-bottoms, and dark black boots. On her back was Shinku, whom was inside his sheath. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail.
Suddenly, a mysterious figured showed up, and spoke to Mimoto from behind. “I see you’re wearing glasses now!”. Who is this mysterious person?
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There, intro set for someone, have fun. ;P