Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ The Anime Prom ❯ Chapter 1

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

It's a little cold out tonight. The parking lot is full of cars and people walking towards the building. Everyone's dressed in tuxedos or formal gowns. The building itself is nothing more than huge gymnasium; a banner hanging above the double doors reads "Anime High School Prom 2002" in curvy purple letters.

You stand in line for thirty minutes to get into the gym. Once you're inside, your senses are briefly overloaded by the song
"Get the Party Started" blaring at a near-deafening level from the 6 foot tall speakers in every corner. A dj stands on a makeshift stage with his equipment.

Looking around, you see the gym is decorated with purple and white streamers, balloons, banners and flowers. A long table is set up against the wall to your left, loaded with snacks and a huge punch bowl. In the center of the room, couples are already starting to dance. It's time to party!

A small figure steps through the door, dressed in a lavender strapless top that stops above her stomach, a flowing skirt beneath it. Bright red hair that's braided around and pulled in the back, the rest down. She looks around in hopes of spotting somebody she knows.


I wonder where Amrae is?

"I will put you through unspeakable amounts of torture later for this, you know," a deep voice threatens.

Faye Valentine enters, wearing (what can loosely be described as) a little black dress. The sequins on it shimmer with every step she takes. "Wow! Everything looks so great! Come on in, Leggy, and check out the decorations!"

"I have asked you repeatedly not to call me that," Legato Bluesummers mutters, entering behind his date. He wears a white tuxedo, though Faye has allowed him to wear a spike or two on his shoulder. "As I said before, later tonight you will experience great pain."

She kisses him on the cheek, leading him to the line to get pictures taken. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Aren't you glad you found a girl who likes that stuff?" she winks.

He pauses. "...Yes."

"Now, do you remember who sits at our table?"

A form draped in shadow crouches atop the gymnasium, clothes and hair flowing with the wind. Moonlight glints off of dark eyes, scanning the crowd below. They trace figure after figure, wandering into the gymnasium to dance and party.

"I don't see her yet..."

Vincent smiles to himself, shifting and letting his legs dangle over the edge of the roof, turning his head to gaze at the moon as he waits for a certain someone. The wind continues to swirl around, his hair being tossed around gently.

Where am I now?

A medium framed teenager stops in front of the gymnasium, looking up at the sign. He is wearing a simple black tuxedo and a leopard spotted bandana to hold his hair back. His formal look, however, is offset by the gigantic traveling pack that is strapped to his back.

"Might as well ask if someone knows where the Tendo dojo is," he mutters to himself as he makes his way inside.

Hidaka Ken smiled as he entered through the door, tugging his date behind him. He had never gotten to go a to prom before, and he was going to enjoy it, even if that meant getting Aya drunk out of his mind.

Fujimiya Aya trailed behind his date, glancing around the room. He had been dead set against going to this (and still was), but seeing that happy look on his teammate's face made it a little more bearable.

Although, he still resolved to yell "Shi-ne!" at Omi when he got home, and make the boy work double shifts in the shop for the next month. And then there were the elaborate plans stored somewhere in the back of his mind for Youji, for the outfits that the older playboy had picked out for the both of them.
was convinced that pants that hugged Ken that much should be illegal... or considered a dangerous weapon.

:: Chocolate brown hair up in an elaborately braided updo type... thing, a girl runs up to the entrance as best as possible in heels she so obviously is NOT used to wearing.

She's wearing a simple forest green dress made of what appears to be a shimmering silk, it accentuates a figure nobody knew she ever possessed.
pretty, but damned if she wants to be here::


I Cannot BELIEVE that Godo made me go! Doesn't he know that I'd much rather be out fighting or finding some materia, or something?

Gawd!

::Wanders over to the punch bowl::

Vincent continues to watch the people stream in, until a young one catches his eye. He blinks, almost doing a double take at seeing her hair and her outfit.
she has arrived."

Looking up at the moon one final time, as if gaining some sort of permission, he tests the wind and leaps off of the roof of the gymnasium. Much to the surprise of the other guests, he lands soundlessly and quite gently, despite the height. Not one for fancy dress, he retains his red outfit and dark gloves, though he seems to be lacking his typical side arm. Without a sound, he slips through the crowd and into the building. Stopping just inches behind Yuffie, he leans closer and whispers softly.

"Good evening."

::Hears the low voice over the droning noise of music and people talking. Jumps up, nearly choking on her punch::


Eep!


::Turns around, startled and trying to control her embarrassment, and shock::


V-Vincent? What're you doing here?

*Smiles sweetly, ignoring the hair half-covering one eye*

I received an invitation... from who, I don't know. But I was told you were going to be here. So I decided to attend, considering I don't have much else to do.

*Pats her shoulder and turns towards the punch bowl*

So how's the punch?

Uhm... it's okay, I guess... Very... Punch-like.

Sooooo, uhm... how have you been? It's been, what, five years since Meteor?

*gets a glass of punch and sips it*

It's... indeed, punch-like-ness... something...sugar.

*looks around the room for a moment, easily not used to large groups of people*

Five years? Time goes by quickly... what have you been doing with yourself?

Well, I trained and--

::Realization::

Wait a second! You never answered MY question!

*A fairly short young woman maneuvers her way out of the crowded doorway and leans against the wall to look around. She's dressed in a floor-length, indigo velvet gown with black lace off-shoulder sleeves. Her shimmering auburn hair is pulled up in an elegant ponytail that cascades past her waist in tight curls. Tall, pointed ears poke up above her head.*

Hmm...I'm late. No surprise there. I wonder if anything interesting's going to happen tonight

After successfully getting trapped in-between couples dancing on the floor, she finally makes her way out of the crowd. Brushing a strand of hair out of her face, Jehosi runs her hands down the front of her dress, smoothing it out. Glancing around she finds Amrea leaning against the wall, a scowl on her face. A small chuckle escapes her lips, slightly amused at her friends posture

Might at as we'll go lighten her up.

But before Jehosi can even go anywhere the lights dim and a small disco ball comes down twirling small lights on the floor and around the room. "Truly Madly Deeply" starts to play.

*Eyes go wide a moment*

Oh, oops. Sorry. I've been traveling allot lately... not really staying in one place... I was wandering through Cosmo Canyon and some guy on a chocobo handed me the invite. And, well, I walked here and here I am. Your turn.

*sips his punch*

Well... I trained, and made it as an official ninja... I had a VERY interesting 21st birthday... right now I'm searching for the fabled Eden Materia.
Do yah dance, Vinnie?

*Stares straight at Yuffie, cup half in his mouth*

Dance? You mean, you.. and me.. out.. there? Together..?

*Blinks, mysterious air shifted into shyness*

Um.. you know what, I think I'll have more punch.. that okay with you?

*Starts sidestepping towards the punch bowl*

Making his way inside, Ryouga glances around before scratching his head.
wonder what's going on here," he thinks. "Well, maybe I can figure out where I am."

Reaching back into his pack, Ryouga produces a very large map that he starts to unfold. He studies the map for several moments before his face brightens.

"According to this map, I must be at St. Heberke High School. That means Nerima is only one province over!" he rationalizes.

He takes off running while still reading the map.

"Turn left here and continue for three miles," he mutters while he turns right and crashes into a table.

*Selphie opens the ballroom door quietly* I'm here at last. *smoothes out her yellow dress and sits down in one corner* Seiya...why? *sobs* Why did you not pick me up for the dance?...Im so sad and alone here, Seiya.

A certain long - haired girl enters silently.

"I am late...how embarrassing." She briefly recalls that she would be singing in a little while. Suddenly, a soft voice calls upon from inside her.
"Mou, don't come out," Tomoyo murmured. " If you do, you'll overcome me, so please no more chaos?"
The stirring inside her stopped still, and Tomoyo was able to sigh with relief...Going deeper through the crowds, as if wading in a dark river ,Tomoyo came looking for a seat, until a familiar face loomed above her.

"It's you!"

"Mou, he's not here yet?" Tomoyo tapped her foot impatiently. The dance is starting, and nobody, exactly nobody had been familiar to her except that...man. She never saw him before, but something inside her made her jump when she saw him.

"It's you!" she had said.

"I see you have found another body, Ceres," the man calmly said. From then on all she can remember is seeing the man's cool green eyes and ending up sitting on the farthest chair.
"Did she come out?" Tomoyo thought worriedly as her hands flew to her neck.

"booyaka! can't believe I'm crying over a guy here!" Selphie sniffs and dries her tears. "anyway, ill make the most of the night without my date." she stood up and walked around the ballroom.
"I wonder if anybody would want to dance with me," she thought while drinking a goblet of champagne.

Amrae looks up in time to see Jehosi pushing through the crowd on the dance floor.

Hmph. She's probably going to try and get me to have fun. The only reason I'm here is because she wanted me to come.

The lights dim and Amrae's keen eyes adjust to the darkness instantly. She peers around and decides to move on to the refreshment table.

Might as well go..."socialize."

::Yuffie returns from the ladies room to the punch bowl::

Hey. Where'd Vincent go?

Guess I scared him off.

::Sips more punch::

Jehosi stops as she notices Amrea push away from the wall and stride across the room towards the punch bowl. Throwing her hands up in the air she turns to fight her way through the crowd again. She finally makes it to the punch table and taps Amrea's shoulder

What's up with you? Why are you so

she stops in mid-sentence when she hears snickering from underneath the table. Giving Amrea a confused glance she pulls the red table cloth open, seeing Trunks and Goten. Both laughing there heads off with what looks like a silver container in Trunks hands. Looks like the two Demi-Saiyjin brats spiked the punch.

Trunks!? Goten!? What the hell are you doing!?

:: Pours another cup of punch ::

B'ah. Don't they have any taste? At least use Saki or something

Amrae chuckles at Trunks and Goten.

Mischievous little urchins. Get out of here before I call your mothers.

Demi-Saiyans' eyes widen drastically and they power up. They're gone in a flash without a word. Amrae turns to Jehosi.

What were you saying?

*pops up behind Yuffie again, in typical fashion*

You mean something like this?

*A mischievous grin is on his face, a full bottle of Saki in his hand*

Rummaged through the teachers' lounge

Vincent?

::Looks at him, smelling the scent of alcohol::

Have you been... Drinking?

::Notes the bottle of Saki in his outstretched hand::

Well why the hell not?!

::Grabs it and begins chugging::

*laughs, leaning close*

Hey, don't hog it all...


Wait... there was more where that came from.

::Giggles::

Really?

Well we shouldn't let it all go to waste, now!

Jehosi growls angrily, her fangs slightly showing watching the two Demi-Saiyans fly away

Just he wait till I find him later he will so be asking for it. But wha? Uhhhh ::Puts a hand behind her head sweatdropping:: AH heh heh heh....I forget.

Soon the music start's to upbeat with remix of 'Blow You're Mind' by Eve f. Gwen Stefani. Jehosi looks at Amrea with a large grin on her face. Amrea's face drops and she starts to back up waving her hands. Jehosi grabs Amrea's arm

COMON! I LOVE THIS SONG!

*laughs again, still holding his liquor to the point where he's not drunk yet*

Hey, I saw ALOT. These teachers here... man, what a lounge.

*looks at the bottle and then to the punch*

Hey, let's spike it.

::Still not totally drunk, despite her smaller size::

Well why not?!

::Takes another swig of Saki and then pours away::

Heehee! ^_^

Amrae suffers through a seemingly endless dance with Jehosi. When the song is over, Amrae returns to the punch bowl and, ignoring the two people dumping alcohol in it, grabs a glass.

WHY did I come? I hate music, I hate people

Takes a drink of punch and smiles slightly at Yuffie and Vincent.

Thank you. I believe you've just made my night a LOT better.

Picking himself up from the remains of the table that he just walked into, Ryouga brushes splinters of wood off of his suit. He takes another look at the map before tearing it up in a fit of anger.

"Curse you Ranma, this must be your fault. I won't let this stop me though. My love for Akane will lead me to her no matter how many times you throw me off course," he babbles.

"Maybe someone here can tell me where I am."

Selecting the pair drinking out of a strange bottle near the punch bowl, Ryouga walks up to them.

"Excuse me, but would either of you know if this is Furinkan High School?"

Amrae looks at Ryouga skeptically and turns away. He wasn't speaking to her, anyway.

Jehosi, has Gohan arrived yet?

Jehosi looks at Amrea with a blank expression

uuhh Gohan?

Looks around for her brother but doesn't see him anywhere, she turns back around and looks at Amrea with the same goofy expression as her dad gets

Doesn't look like it. I'll go look around for him though incase he has come.

Before Jehosi ventures off to look for Gohan, she quickly grabs a cup of punch, sipping it

Hmm taste's like Saki..

shrugs and walks away disappearing in the crowd

"Come on, Aya!" the voice was wheedling.

"No." came the short reply.

"But.. Aya..." Ken let his voice trail off, staring at the redhead in front of him. Aya stood, his hands crossed over his chest, purple eyes set in determination. The ex-soccer player sighed softly. "Fine, be that way." he stated, turning his back on Aya. Let the bastard sit at the table all by himself. He hadn't come here just so he could stare at Aya all night. Oh wait, yes he had, but he had also come here to have fun, and to show his stoic teammate that yes, indeed, there were other things to do instead of sitting around the Koneko, sharpening his sword and swearing vengeance upon Takatori.

Leaving Aya alone at their table, he made his way over towards the refreshment table, pushing a lock of brown hair out of his eyes. He resolved to have fun at this, even if it killed him.

He would just have to get Aya drunk.