Well... I just randomly decided to stop by and add an entry... over Memorial day weekend I drew these cute little chibis ^^ Well, I thought they were cute, and I started on another Beyblade Fanfic, I think it's pretty cool, though I just started, and I bet most will think it sucks, but if anyone does read my rambling I will post what I have thus far, and if you wanna, I'll accept comments or CONSTRUCTIVE critizium.... ok? Well here it is:
The Book to Her Soul
By: Mizuhara Kon (pen name)
She was gone, and the four boys that were moving her stuff knew it. They didn’t want to believe it, but they had to. They’d never see each other again in this life time.
During their small break they were all silent, wonder what forced her to her . They wanted to know what was so bad she had to because of it.
Rei stood up, “C’mon lets finish moving her stuff.” The others nodded in agreement.
Kai set down a small box with Takao following right behind him with another small one. And Takao, being the klutz he is, tripped over the one Kai just set down. He dropped his box and everything it held flew out of it. “Damn...” He muttered to himself.
“Can you do anything without making it harder on us?” Kai snapped.
“It was an , sheesh....” Takao sighed returning all the scattered items to the box.
“Hmm....?” Kai picked up a red velvet book that caught his eye. It had fallen out of the box Takao dropped.
Takao grabbed it from Kai. “Now what have we here?” He opened to the first page, but was unable to read what was written on the pages. “I should have paid more attention while learning English...” he muttered. “Hey Maxie, could you maybe translate this for us?” He handed the book to the .
“Sure.” He replied taking the book and looking over the first page. “< My God, it’s her diary! I don’t think we should look through this... >”
“Was that English? Ahh... let’s try Japanese... you know I’m still missing several words for my English vocab...” Takao slightly growled.
“Oh, sorry,” Max laughed, “But this book, it’s her diary, I don’t think we should read it, it wouldn’t be right of us.”
“But Max, what if it says why she did this, why she killed herself, I’m sure when her mom finds out, she’ll wanna know, and anyways, she’s , so I don’t think she’ll mind.” Takao said with a serious look on his face.
“Yeah... but still...” Max muttered, “Even with that being so, I still don’t think it’d be right...”
“God Max, we all know....errr...well at least I know you want to know why Mine (Me-nay) went off and killed herself, but I know that deep down somewhere you wanted to know what she was thinking in that crazed mind of hers. I’m sure you wanted to know how she truly felt about you, ‘cuz trust me I’m sure we all do... Right...?” He turned to the other two, Rei nodded, and Kai, looking off in another direction gave a small nod as well. “See? You know you want to find out what she was thinking, even they want to know. And you’re the only one who can translate English to Japanese flawlessly. You can’t deprive us Max, from what we want to know.” He said giving the youngest his puppy-dog eyes.
After a moment he gave in. “Fine...” he muttered and opened the book again and he recited what was written. "Sunday, June 16th 2002," He took a breath, unsure if he really wanted to do this, but he still went on reading, “Today I decided to start in a new diary, since I’m starting a new adventure, and so I don’t forget anything, I’ve decided to record my days, or parts of them to remind me on what to add, on a small tape recorder I can carry around in my pocket. And since I know I’ve changed so much from the last diary, I’m going to add a new description of myself. Like always, my hair’s still the normal chestnut color, reaching my mid back, and my eyes are still hazel... though I did get new glasses, copper, with spiffy lime green on the inside. I’ve grown a bit, 5’ 6 ¾” Oh yeah! Grew a three quarters of an inch from the last time I measured myself! Well, I’m still fat... *cries* oy... must...go...on...diet!”
“Oy,” Rei interrupted, “Why did she always say she was fat, especially when she wasn’t, she was beautiful just the way she was...”
“Oooo... Sounds like you maybe, might’ve had a crush on Mine...” Takao taunted.
“I didn’t!” Rei blushed.
“Oh!” Takao gasped, “Then why are you all red?” He snickered.
“I’m not!” He turned darker, “Max, just keep reading.”
“Well... anywho,” Max continued, “I mentioned an adventure, right? Well, my mom told me we’d be moving to Beycity Japan, we’re on the plane there now. She said I had a friend there when I was small. I was born and raised there ‘till I was three, though I can’t remember it. Scarily on occasions, I see a small boy with navy hair in a pony-tail in my dreams, mom says that’s him. Takao, Takao Kinomiya. I do recognize the name a bit. Mom says she was Takao’s mum’s best friend that was, ‘till she died, that’s why she moved to America. Rest in peace Mrs. Kinomiya, thanks for being my mom’s friend, I’m sorry you had to pass away and leave such a young boy alone. But Takao has an older brother as well, Hitoshi Kinomiya. I think I can remember him a bit too, but my memory’s blurry.
Oy.... well that's what I have, and I bet it sucks... and that's all I have to say today, so... Later...
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