Fan Fiction ❯ Hoshi Dormitory ❯ And Thus We Meet Our Residents ( Prologue )
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By: FujiwaraNanashi 
Everyone's coming back for the new school year and it would seem Amaya has something to say.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Updated On: 07.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Everyone's coming back for the new school year and it would seem Amaya has something to say.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Updated On: 07.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: The characters are mine. All mine. Take them and I will pry out your eyes with a spork and then cut off your tongue with rusty scissors.
Prologue
And Thus We Meet Our Residents
Amaya, a pink haired young woman, plodded up to a large building, in her chunky high heels that were better suited for looking nice drinking at a club than walking. Opening the gate, she brushed against a sign that read Hoshi Dormitory with a star design underneath, the name of the co-ed dorm that soon would become her home again for the next school year. Though on campus the place wasn’t like the other dorms. There was even rumor that it was privately owned, but that was just talk of the students not residing within the Hoshi’s walls.
Strolling into the dusty old building, turning immediately to the right and going up the stairs, she walked into her room and dumped her baggage and stepped out, closing the door as she went. A grin from ear to ear spread across her face as she bounded to her ‘secret’ wine stash. Deeply inhaling as she selected the perfect bottle she exclaimed to herself intently, “It’s great to be out of treatment and back here.” After popping the cork, she casually plodded over to the window and took a swig of wine straight from the bottle.
“Amaya, aren’t you supposed to be in treatment? Lock in treatment....?” a young man with brown hair and red highlights questioned, sitting down on the window, a backpack draped over his leather jacket clad shoulder.
How he had got there without her noticing was beyond her because he’d of had to come through the second story window, but then again she knew better then to question anything at all anymore or ever in the first place for that matter. “I got out.” Amaya shrugged. “And nice to see you too, Adrian..”
Adrian shook his head, he knew what that meant, “So in other words you ran away again?” This wasn’t the first time his little alcoholic friend had walked out of her treatment. At least she wasn’t a violent drunk, most of the time, in fact, aside from her having a wine bottle in her hand she didn’t even appear to be.
“No!” she growled, waving her hands. Why was it so hard to believe she got out? It wasn’t lying to say she got out, though how wasn’t said. Amaya hated the place anyway. It was boring and there was nothing to do. No drinking or anything.
Surprised to realize she was actually holding her own in a conversation, he asked, “Are you sober?” By this point in time she was already ranting about something or just not listening entirely.
Pointing one finger in the air and opening her mouth as if to say something she stopped and lowered her finger, “.....Semi.” Taking another large swig of wine it only signified that she was going to be drunk in the near future, not that it was unusual for her to be so in any way.
Adrian shook his head, scratching behind his right ear, “Yeah, I’m going to my room now.” There was nothing else to be said really, why not quite before she becomes a bumbling idiot?
“Toodles!” she waved, before wandering off in no apparent direction. It was the beginning to a new year and she was looking forward to it and that had nothing to do with school work.
Screeching began to echo through the building, “Adrian! Adri, Adri, Adri, didn’t you miss me so terribly? It is I, Cho your love! Adrian!” A white blonde haired, blue-eyed blur zoomed past Amaya and tackled Adrian as he was on his way to his room. Cho had always had a stalker like obsession with Adrian since her first year there, though he already had a girlfriend that he loved dearly.
Adrian shoved her away and took off down the hall exclaiming, “Leave me alone!!!!” Cho followed quickly after shrieking plans for their wedding and what their children would look like. After bolting to his room he quickly began locking all of his many locks.
“Oh, fine! Tomorrow then!!” Cho began to scamper off to her room, but slowed as she passed a young woman bearing bright red, pupil less eyes and whitish grey hair. “Oh, hey, Gabriel!” Gabriel was probably the most infamous resident of the Hoshi Dormitory. She’d been there longer than anyone else and her presents were enough to cause most’s skin to crawl.
“Yeah, sure....” she muttered in a monotone dead like voice. Not leaving for break because she had nowhere to go, she had been there the entire summer. Hoshi was her home, more then anyone knew.
Cho looked down at Gabriel’s abdomen, “Uh, Gabriel?” Cho simply pointed down to it. There was blood dripping from some wound beneath her shirt.
Gabriel herself glanced down. In disgust she hissed, “Damnit, retaliation wasn’t necessary. Stupid humans...” People skills were not her cup of tea and she didn’t particularly care that Cho was staring at her wide eyed. All she wanted was to not be questioned.
“Right then... Adrian, where are you?!” she yelled skipping off to find her beloved. Cho was a bit of an air head and probably had ADD, bless her heart.
Amaya’s voice rang out from down the stairs, “Yo, everyone of you morons, Get down here!” She had something to say and that was the best way of getting them she learned from experience.
Cho looked down in the direction that the voice came from then looked to Gabriel, “..Wasn’t she supposed to be in treatment for her ‘problems’..?” She thought that Amaya wasn’t going to be out for a really long time with her alcoholic problems. Amaya probably broke out again.
“Uh, I thought so... Wasn’t I suppose to ne in a mental institution awhile ago...?” Gabriel asked staring at the ceiling thinking about it as they both made their way down stairs to the wreck room on the lowest floor. It wasn’t as nice as the one on the second floor, only having two very worn couches and a television.
“Cho, Gabriel....” Amaya mentally checked off seeing them come down. “Great, all we need now are Adrian and Sydney. Any volunteers to go drag Adrian out of his room?” It was rare to actually see him exit the place unless on his way to work or class. What he did for a living was the real question. After pausing for a moment and receiving no response she sighed, “No, didn’t think there would be.” Trudging up the stairs lazily she looked back to see Cho and Gabriel fallowing, “I thought you guys weren’t going to get Adrian.
“We’re not,” Cho smiled, still fallowing, “We just have nothing better to do than stalk you around.” Gabriel nodded in agreement with Cho. It was that and plus it annoyed the heck out of Amaya which was always an amusing pastime.
Amaya muttered, “Figures.” Banging on the door violently with her empty wine bottle, she then shrieked, “Open up, you cretin!!” Getting no reply she pulled out a screwdriver from her pocket and took off the door’s hinges then enter the reversed door. “Yo, ro-... When the hell did you get here Sydney?” she asked, addressing a black haired, blue highlighted girl, who was at the time, making out with Adrian.
Breaking away from her prior ingeminate, Sydney replied, “I’ve been here all the long.. Aren’t you supposed to be receiving treatment?” She had gotten to the Hoshi several hours ago and snuck into Adrian’s room to wait until he arrived. It had been a while since she had gotten to see him because she was visiting her family and it was best that he did not visit after the last time. Getting lit on fire and almost drown to death was something she wanted her boyfriend to go threw again.
Amaya slumped to the floor and whimpered as she curled into the fetal position, gripping her ears, “Why the heck is it so hard to actually believe I got out?!” How many times did she have to repeat it to everyone? She’d plug her ears so she didn’t have to hear it, but her furry mechanical cat ears were too sensitive to plug up, she’d still be able to hear. Damn being a cyborg. Damn her parents for letting her be tested on as a child.
Blinking, Gabriel blankly observed the empty wine bottle, “...Perhaps because your drunk again?” Knowing Amaya, she probably had already had more than just a bottle of wine, probably several other alcoholic drinks as well.
Amaya shrugged, “High alcohol tolerance and wine takes forever to get drunk on.” Raising her voice, she then added, “So I’m not drunk yet!!” All she had already had was that one bottle and that was it, not that they’d believe her if she actually told them so.
“Oh, you will be soon though.” Adrian piped in observantly. She always did get drunk and there was no way she could be helped. It had something to do with the lab testing she had done on her as a child, but that’s as much as she had told anyone, not that it was true.
“Yeah, yeah...” she muttered standing to her feet. “Now anyway, the reason I called you all here.. Well, not here, here... but I called you to group.. Oh, never mind. Whatever. I called you all to make an important announcement!”
Cho looked at Amaya in concern, she generally didn’t behave like that, “You’re doing your job? Amaya, are you not feeling well?” Amaya never did her job, normally one of them would come across whatever announcement she was suppose to give and tell everyone. Her current behavior was just too odd.
“No, now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted!!” shed growled at Cho, causing her to back away a little. “We’re going to get a new dorm mate. He’s new to the school so that must be why he is un aware of our colorful reputation....” she trailed off. The poor fellow, he didn’t know what he was getting into.
Gabriel nodded, “One would think sixteen people disappearing here would stop anyone from coming..” That was of course done on purpose, not that anyone knew the reason, save herself. Maybe this one would meet the standards of the dorm and get along well... If not, then he’d not be around very long.
“Yeah well, everyone be on your best... Wait, that’s too much to ask for..” she muttered to herself before continuing. “..Good behavior! And Gabriel, that means keeping that number at sixteen, all right?” Everyone knew what happened to all the people that had disappeared over the many years the private university had been in operation, but not one of them really cared.
Looking more menacing than normal, Gabriel whispered a dark, “Damnit” before she walked out of the room and down the hall.
Prologue
And Thus We Meet Our Residents
Amaya, a pink haired young woman, plodded up to a large building, in her chunky high heels that were better suited for looking nice drinking at a club than walking. Opening the gate, she brushed against a sign that read Hoshi Dormitory with a star design underneath, the name of the co-ed dorm that soon would become her home again for the next school year. Though on campus the place wasn’t like the other dorms. There was even rumor that it was privately owned, but that was just talk of the students not residing within the Hoshi’s walls.
Strolling into the dusty old building, turning immediately to the right and going up the stairs, she walked into her room and dumped her baggage and stepped out, closing the door as she went. A grin from ear to ear spread across her face as she bounded to her ‘secret’ wine stash. Deeply inhaling as she selected the perfect bottle she exclaimed to herself intently, “It’s great to be out of treatment and back here.” After popping the cork, she casually plodded over to the window and took a swig of wine straight from the bottle.
“Amaya, aren’t you supposed to be in treatment? Lock in treatment....?” a young man with brown hair and red highlights questioned, sitting down on the window, a backpack draped over his leather jacket clad shoulder.
How he had got there without her noticing was beyond her because he’d of had to come through the second story window, but then again she knew better then to question anything at all anymore or ever in the first place for that matter. “I got out.” Amaya shrugged. “And nice to see you too, Adrian..”
Adrian shook his head, he knew what that meant, “So in other words you ran away again?” This wasn’t the first time his little alcoholic friend had walked out of her treatment. At least she wasn’t a violent drunk, most of the time, in fact, aside from her having a wine bottle in her hand she didn’t even appear to be.
“No!” she growled, waving her hands. Why was it so hard to believe she got out? It wasn’t lying to say she got out, though how wasn’t said. Amaya hated the place anyway. It was boring and there was nothing to do. No drinking or anything.
Surprised to realize she was actually holding her own in a conversation, he asked, “Are you sober?” By this point in time she was already ranting about something or just not listening entirely.
Pointing one finger in the air and opening her mouth as if to say something she stopped and lowered her finger, “.....Semi.” Taking another large swig of wine it only signified that she was going to be drunk in the near future, not that it was unusual for her to be so in any way.
Adrian shook his head, scratching behind his right ear, “Yeah, I’m going to my room now.” There was nothing else to be said really, why not quite before she becomes a bumbling idiot?
“Toodles!” she waved, before wandering off in no apparent direction. It was the beginning to a new year and she was looking forward to it and that had nothing to do with school work.
Screeching began to echo through the building, “Adrian! Adri, Adri, Adri, didn’t you miss me so terribly? It is I, Cho your love! Adrian!” A white blonde haired, blue-eyed blur zoomed past Amaya and tackled Adrian as he was on his way to his room. Cho had always had a stalker like obsession with Adrian since her first year there, though he already had a girlfriend that he loved dearly.
Adrian shoved her away and took off down the hall exclaiming, “Leave me alone!!!!” Cho followed quickly after shrieking plans for their wedding and what their children would look like. After bolting to his room he quickly began locking all of his many locks.
“Oh, fine! Tomorrow then!!” Cho began to scamper off to her room, but slowed as she passed a young woman bearing bright red, pupil less eyes and whitish grey hair. “Oh, hey, Gabriel!” Gabriel was probably the most infamous resident of the Hoshi Dormitory. She’d been there longer than anyone else and her presents were enough to cause most’s skin to crawl.
“Yeah, sure....” she muttered in a monotone dead like voice. Not leaving for break because she had nowhere to go, she had been there the entire summer. Hoshi was her home, more then anyone knew.
Cho looked down at Gabriel’s abdomen, “Uh, Gabriel?” Cho simply pointed down to it. There was blood dripping from some wound beneath her shirt.
Gabriel herself glanced down. In disgust she hissed, “Damnit, retaliation wasn’t necessary. Stupid humans...” People skills were not her cup of tea and she didn’t particularly care that Cho was staring at her wide eyed. All she wanted was to not be questioned.
“Right then... Adrian, where are you?!” she yelled skipping off to find her beloved. Cho was a bit of an air head and probably had ADD, bless her heart.
Amaya’s voice rang out from down the stairs, “Yo, everyone of you morons, Get down here!” She had something to say and that was the best way of getting them she learned from experience.
Cho looked down in the direction that the voice came from then looked to Gabriel, “..Wasn’t she supposed to be in treatment for her ‘problems’..?” She thought that Amaya wasn’t going to be out for a really long time with her alcoholic problems. Amaya probably broke out again.
“Uh, I thought so... Wasn’t I suppose to ne in a mental institution awhile ago...?” Gabriel asked staring at the ceiling thinking about it as they both made their way down stairs to the wreck room on the lowest floor. It wasn’t as nice as the one on the second floor, only having two very worn couches and a television.
“Cho, Gabriel....” Amaya mentally checked off seeing them come down. “Great, all we need now are Adrian and Sydney. Any volunteers to go drag Adrian out of his room?” It was rare to actually see him exit the place unless on his way to work or class. What he did for a living was the real question. After pausing for a moment and receiving no response she sighed, “No, didn’t think there would be.” Trudging up the stairs lazily she looked back to see Cho and Gabriel fallowing, “I thought you guys weren’t going to get Adrian.
“We’re not,” Cho smiled, still fallowing, “We just have nothing better to do than stalk you around.” Gabriel nodded in agreement with Cho. It was that and plus it annoyed the heck out of Amaya which was always an amusing pastime.
Amaya muttered, “Figures.” Banging on the door violently with her empty wine bottle, she then shrieked, “Open up, you cretin!!” Getting no reply she pulled out a screwdriver from her pocket and took off the door’s hinges then enter the reversed door. “Yo, ro-... When the hell did you get here Sydney?” she asked, addressing a black haired, blue highlighted girl, who was at the time, making out with Adrian.
Breaking away from her prior ingeminate, Sydney replied, “I’ve been here all the long.. Aren’t you supposed to be receiving treatment?” She had gotten to the Hoshi several hours ago and snuck into Adrian’s room to wait until he arrived. It had been a while since she had gotten to see him because she was visiting her family and it was best that he did not visit after the last time. Getting lit on fire and almost drown to death was something she wanted her boyfriend to go threw again.
Amaya slumped to the floor and whimpered as she curled into the fetal position, gripping her ears, “Why the heck is it so hard to actually believe I got out?!” How many times did she have to repeat it to everyone? She’d plug her ears so she didn’t have to hear it, but her furry mechanical cat ears were too sensitive to plug up, she’d still be able to hear. Damn being a cyborg. Damn her parents for letting her be tested on as a child.
Blinking, Gabriel blankly observed the empty wine bottle, “...Perhaps because your drunk again?” Knowing Amaya, she probably had already had more than just a bottle of wine, probably several other alcoholic drinks as well.
Amaya shrugged, “High alcohol tolerance and wine takes forever to get drunk on.” Raising her voice, she then added, “So I’m not drunk yet!!” All she had already had was that one bottle and that was it, not that they’d believe her if she actually told them so.
“Oh, you will be soon though.” Adrian piped in observantly. She always did get drunk and there was no way she could be helped. It had something to do with the lab testing she had done on her as a child, but that’s as much as she had told anyone, not that it was true.
“Yeah, yeah...” she muttered standing to her feet. “Now anyway, the reason I called you all here.. Well, not here, here... but I called you to group.. Oh, never mind. Whatever. I called you all to make an important announcement!”
Cho looked at Amaya in concern, she generally didn’t behave like that, “You’re doing your job? Amaya, are you not feeling well?” Amaya never did her job, normally one of them would come across whatever announcement she was suppose to give and tell everyone. Her current behavior was just too odd.
“No, now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted!!” shed growled at Cho, causing her to back away a little. “We’re going to get a new dorm mate. He’s new to the school so that must be why he is un aware of our colorful reputation....” she trailed off. The poor fellow, he didn’t know what he was getting into.
Gabriel nodded, “One would think sixteen people disappearing here would stop anyone from coming..” That was of course done on purpose, not that anyone knew the reason, save herself. Maybe this one would meet the standards of the dorm and get along well... If not, then he’d not be around very long.
“Yeah well, everyone be on your best... Wait, that’s too much to ask for..” she muttered to herself before continuing. “..Good behavior! And Gabriel, that means keeping that number at sixteen, all right?” Everyone knew what happened to all the people that had disappeared over the many years the private university had been in operation, but not one of them really cared.
Looking more menacing than normal, Gabriel whispered a dark, “Damnit” before she walked out of the room and down the hall.