Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction ❯ Someone Like Me... ❯ An Angel on Earth ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Salvia Tanima 
Poor Yamato! Always in trouble!
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Updated On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Poor Yamato! Always in trouble!
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Updated On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
*Hello everyone! So here's my new story. It a list of POV's of the main characters' about each other. It takes place after the anime, during the days right after the last episode (yeah! I've finally been able to see it!). So please read and review... The story is rated R(NC-17), so under aged beware.
What? Still here? But don't say I didn't warn you.
Oh, and sadly enough... I don't own any of the characters. They're property of Tanemura Arina-san. Too bad, huh? Well, life's not fair! ::sighs::
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Someone Like Me...
by Salvia Tanima
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Chapter one: An Angel on Earth
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The pretty pink ball bounced against the floor, and it jumped up instantly. She caught it elegantly, as usual. I'm always wondering how, she manages to perform such hard exercises, so very elegantly. She truly *is* something else... Way different then anything I've ever seen before. Okay, maybe she doesn't have the perfection of Khanako-san...*yet*... but she'll have it... and become even better. I'm so submerged in my world that I don't notice someone stopping behind me.
"Boo!" he whispers, and touches my shoulder lightly.
"AAAAHHHH!" I instantly jump up, frightened.
I turn to see the inconsiderate, who dared to interrupt my deep concentration. Yes... I have to concentrate... I really *want* to tell her how I feel, but... But... there is always a 'but'. I remember her saying she couldn't stand cowards. So,... I decided to catch Kaitou Sinbad, but I just seemed to be always getting in Miyako's way. How many times had she cursed me, yelled at me? I don't even remember... far too many, that's for sure.
"Chiaki!" I glare at him, but he just smirks," You scared the hell out of me!" I try to act seriously, but he just wouldn't buy it.
"Gomen ne", he says politely as he tilts his head to the side," What were you doing... *by the way*?" he asks sort of knowing the answer (how do I know this? Eh, well, I can see it in his eyes, or... at least I think I can).
"M--me? N--nothing... nothing at all... just looking around", I try getting out of this awkward situation.
I can almost feel Maron's gaze on me. Why did this b--d (fill in the blanks, I'm just mumbling it) have to scare me. He knows too well that I'm so easily scared. Shimata! Well... I must SAY something. Otherwise I'd look way too stupid, and *that* I wouldn't want to.
"Oh really?" he gives me an I-really-don't-think-so-brat look," And would this 'looking around', by *chance*, also have a fixed target? Something like... Maron in her gymnastics outfit", I can sense he's sort of getting angry, by now.
"What are you talking about?" I ask doing my best to sound insulted, but I fail miserably as my blush betrays me
"Chiaki! Stop talking to him like that. I'm sure Inchou, just wanted to give us the assignments of yesterday. We weren't there, remember? We had something to *do*?" Maron approaches us, giving Chiaki a meaningful look.
"Yeah...", he shots me a glare that says more than any word could, namely 'next time I'll kill you', and then louder," Whatever".
I'm searching frantically for those assignments, in my schoolbag. They were here... somewhere. Or at least so I remember. Ah there they are! I finally fish them out from some hidden corner. Saved by... by Shikaidou-sensei I guess. Well, yeah. He gave us the assignments.
"Here", I hand them both two pieces of paper," You'll have to do it till next Friday".
"How about not until the next... umm... let's see... 80 or so, years", Chiaki smirks while inspecting the assignment," Oww.. I mean of course. No problem. We'll bring them by then", he quickly adds, wincing slightly.
Maron had seemingly elbowed him in the ribs, none too gently. She is glaring at him, reproaching him something, as he bows his head shamefully, and utters a 'gomen nasai'. On seeing my growing interest in them, Maron turns to me smiling (Ah! This smile. So angelic. Sometimes I wonder if she isn't really an angel sent to Earth... too good for this world).
"So? Anything else Yamato?"
"No... just this", I lower my gaze.
I would've wanted to say more, but I can't. Not when Chiaki's around. But I'll tell her that I love her... Eventually.... I hope...
"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow", she turns to go to the dressing room, and Chiaki follows.
"And..." I manage to choke out, and instantly blush furiously, as they turn to look at me once again.
"Yes?" she asks smiling kindly.
"I... ugh... like the way you dance", I say.
Coward! But it's no use. I just can't find the courage to do it. Maybe another time.
"Arigatou", she smiles sweetly.
They head towards the dressing room of the girls, and to my astonishment he enters after her. So I sneak, as quietly as possible, after them. I'm lucky. They didn't see me. She opens her dresser's door and leaves it like that, probably for not changing in front of Chiaki.
"Watch what you're saying", I hear her from behind the door.
"He'll find out sooner or later. So why this show ?" he asks nonchalantly.
"Better later, than sooner. And hopefully not from us".
"Miyako knows, so why not tell Inchou too?"
"Miyako is a different matter. She has known me since kindergarden. She knows everything about me--".
"Since yesterday", he completes her sarcastically.
"Well... yeah. But she's been my best friend since ... since eternity".
"Let's not exaggerate. Jeanne only had Noin".
"I was referring to my current reincarnation", she replies sarcastically.
She closes the door after being fully dressed.
" I don't trust Inchou... he's weak", Maron says matter-of-factly.
" He's not just weak... he's more than that... being possessed two times is quite a clear sign of being a complete loser".
"Now, Chiaki. We should give him a chance. I'm sure he's worth a lot more than we see right now".
"If you say so", he shrugs.
She approaches him, and puts her arms behind his neck.
"Jealous?" she teases.
"Maybe", he winks, then pulls her closer, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist.
He captures her lips, and I can hear her moaning slightly, and quickly turn my head from them. I can't stand this anymore. But I can still see Chiaki's hand thumbing her thigh, and her tangling her hands in his short blue hair. I decide to quietly sneak out again. Tears start forming in my eyes, and I quickly wipe them away. Didn't they just say I was weak? Not to mention the possessed part. What did they mean by that? Me? Possessed that's nonsense. Well I'm not weak, and she'll be mine. I *swear* she'll be mine. Then *I'll* be the one to hold her tight, caress her body, outlining her every curve, and she'll tangle her hands wildly in my hair, and I'll whisper softly into her ears arousing her even more. I'll tell her how beautiful she is, like an angel. An angel who shows up during the day, unlike any other angel I've heard about. She'll pull me closer and claim my mouth for a kiss, a deep, passionate kiss, meant to fire my imagination up. I'll slide my tongue into her open mouth and make her moan real *loud*. And we'll be heading for the bed, and then...
"OOOFFF!" I grunt as I fall.
To my great luck I've tripped over the trash bin, and as I fell, it flies up, and lands on my head, spilling its content all over me. Luckily, there were just some crumpled paper dumplings in there, otherwise I'd have to take a shower, and I just hate school showers. Well I'll sure have to *practice* some more, till I beat Chiaki. So I stomp angrily out of the school building, nearly knocking Miyako across the street.
"Hey, slow down Yamato. What's the hurry? Want to come home with us?"
"No!" I snap, then instantly apologise.
She has no fault. But I just can't. Not yet. But I will... some day, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner than later.
I believe in angels...
I have a dream
And when the time is ripe for me
I'll cross the street.
End of chapter one
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* How was it? The lyrics in the end are from "I Have A Dream" (ABBA). So please write a review to this story. Pretty please????
I just LOVE receiving e-mails, and I also love people who take their time to REVIEW my stories. If you want to ask me something, feel free to use the reviewing space, and I'll answer you in the next chapter. Or if you'd like something more private, or just want an on-line friend, then send me an e-mail to ai_tenshi_salvia@hotmail.com, and I'll answer you via e-mail.
Ja ne,
Salvia
What? Still here? But don't say I didn't warn you.
Oh, and sadly enough... I don't own any of the characters. They're property of Tanemura Arina-san. Too bad, huh? Well, life's not fair! ::sighs::
*~*~*
__________________
__________________
Someone Like Me...
by Salvia Tanima
__________________
__________________
Chapter one: An Angel on Earth
*________________________*
The pretty pink ball bounced against the floor, and it jumped up instantly. She caught it elegantly, as usual. I'm always wondering how, she manages to perform such hard exercises, so very elegantly. She truly *is* something else... Way different then anything I've ever seen before. Okay, maybe she doesn't have the perfection of Khanako-san...*yet*... but she'll have it... and become even better. I'm so submerged in my world that I don't notice someone stopping behind me.
"Boo!" he whispers, and touches my shoulder lightly.
"AAAAHHHH!" I instantly jump up, frightened.
I turn to see the inconsiderate, who dared to interrupt my deep concentration. Yes... I have to concentrate... I really *want* to tell her how I feel, but... But... there is always a 'but'. I remember her saying she couldn't stand cowards. So,... I decided to catch Kaitou Sinbad, but I just seemed to be always getting in Miyako's way. How many times had she cursed me, yelled at me? I don't even remember... far too many, that's for sure.
"Chiaki!" I glare at him, but he just smirks," You scared the hell out of me!" I try to act seriously, but he just wouldn't buy it.
"Gomen ne", he says politely as he tilts his head to the side," What were you doing... *by the way*?" he asks sort of knowing the answer (how do I know this? Eh, well, I can see it in his eyes, or... at least I think I can).
"M--me? N--nothing... nothing at all... just looking around", I try getting out of this awkward situation.
I can almost feel Maron's gaze on me. Why did this b--d (fill in the blanks, I'm just mumbling it) have to scare me. He knows too well that I'm so easily scared. Shimata! Well... I must SAY something. Otherwise I'd look way too stupid, and *that* I wouldn't want to.
"Oh really?" he gives me an I-really-don't-think-so-brat look," And would this 'looking around', by *chance*, also have a fixed target? Something like... Maron in her gymnastics outfit", I can sense he's sort of getting angry, by now.
"What are you talking about?" I ask doing my best to sound insulted, but I fail miserably as my blush betrays me
"Chiaki! Stop talking to him like that. I'm sure Inchou, just wanted to give us the assignments of yesterday. We weren't there, remember? We had something to *do*?" Maron approaches us, giving Chiaki a meaningful look.
"Yeah...", he shots me a glare that says more than any word could, namely 'next time I'll kill you', and then louder," Whatever".
I'm searching frantically for those assignments, in my schoolbag. They were here... somewhere. Or at least so I remember. Ah there they are! I finally fish them out from some hidden corner. Saved by... by Shikaidou-sensei I guess. Well, yeah. He gave us the assignments.
"Here", I hand them both two pieces of paper," You'll have to do it till next Friday".
"How about not until the next... umm... let's see... 80 or so, years", Chiaki smirks while inspecting the assignment," Oww.. I mean of course. No problem. We'll bring them by then", he quickly adds, wincing slightly.
Maron had seemingly elbowed him in the ribs, none too gently. She is glaring at him, reproaching him something, as he bows his head shamefully, and utters a 'gomen nasai'. On seeing my growing interest in them, Maron turns to me smiling (Ah! This smile. So angelic. Sometimes I wonder if she isn't really an angel sent to Earth... too good for this world).
"So? Anything else Yamato?"
"No... just this", I lower my gaze.
I would've wanted to say more, but I can't. Not when Chiaki's around. But I'll tell her that I love her... Eventually.... I hope...
"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow", she turns to go to the dressing room, and Chiaki follows.
"And..." I manage to choke out, and instantly blush furiously, as they turn to look at me once again.
"Yes?" she asks smiling kindly.
"I... ugh... like the way you dance", I say.
Coward! But it's no use. I just can't find the courage to do it. Maybe another time.
"Arigatou", she smiles sweetly.
They head towards the dressing room of the girls, and to my astonishment he enters after her. So I sneak, as quietly as possible, after them. I'm lucky. They didn't see me. She opens her dresser's door and leaves it like that, probably for not changing in front of Chiaki.
"Watch what you're saying", I hear her from behind the door.
"He'll find out sooner or later. So why this show ?" he asks nonchalantly.
"Better later, than sooner. And hopefully not from us".
"Miyako knows, so why not tell Inchou too?"
"Miyako is a different matter. She has known me since kindergarden. She knows everything about me--".
"Since yesterday", he completes her sarcastically.
"Well... yeah. But she's been my best friend since ... since eternity".
"Let's not exaggerate. Jeanne only had Noin".
"I was referring to my current reincarnation", she replies sarcastically.
She closes the door after being fully dressed.
" I don't trust Inchou... he's weak", Maron says matter-of-factly.
" He's not just weak... he's more than that... being possessed two times is quite a clear sign of being a complete loser".
"Now, Chiaki. We should give him a chance. I'm sure he's worth a lot more than we see right now".
"If you say so", he shrugs.
She approaches him, and puts her arms behind his neck.
"Jealous?" she teases.
"Maybe", he winks, then pulls her closer, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist.
He captures her lips, and I can hear her moaning slightly, and quickly turn my head from them. I can't stand this anymore. But I can still see Chiaki's hand thumbing her thigh, and her tangling her hands in his short blue hair. I decide to quietly sneak out again. Tears start forming in my eyes, and I quickly wipe them away. Didn't they just say I was weak? Not to mention the possessed part. What did they mean by that? Me? Possessed that's nonsense. Well I'm not weak, and she'll be mine. I *swear* she'll be mine. Then *I'll* be the one to hold her tight, caress her body, outlining her every curve, and she'll tangle her hands wildly in my hair, and I'll whisper softly into her ears arousing her even more. I'll tell her how beautiful she is, like an angel. An angel who shows up during the day, unlike any other angel I've heard about. She'll pull me closer and claim my mouth for a kiss, a deep, passionate kiss, meant to fire my imagination up. I'll slide my tongue into her open mouth and make her moan real *loud*. And we'll be heading for the bed, and then...
"OOOFFF!" I grunt as I fall.
To my great luck I've tripped over the trash bin, and as I fell, it flies up, and lands on my head, spilling its content all over me. Luckily, there were just some crumpled paper dumplings in there, otherwise I'd have to take a shower, and I just hate school showers. Well I'll sure have to *practice* some more, till I beat Chiaki. So I stomp angrily out of the school building, nearly knocking Miyako across the street.
"Hey, slow down Yamato. What's the hurry? Want to come home with us?"
"No!" I snap, then instantly apologise.
She has no fault. But I just can't. Not yet. But I will... some day, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner than later.
I believe in angels...
I have a dream
And when the time is ripe for me
I'll cross the street.
End of chapter one
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* How was it? The lyrics in the end are from "I Have A Dream" (ABBA). So please write a review to this story. Pretty please????
I just LOVE receiving e-mails, and I also love people who take their time to REVIEW my stories. If you want to ask me something, feel free to use the reviewing space, and I'll answer you in the next chapter. Or if you'd like something more private, or just want an on-line friend, then send me an e-mail to ai_tenshi_salvia@hotmail.com, and I'll answer you via e-mail.
Ja ne,
Salvia