Sunday, June 11, 2006

Chapter 1 part 2
well, today i went fishing again, and got totally skunked. the place we went was great tho! really nice scenery down by the snake river. and thats all in my day, i didnt write chapter 2, im gonna tomorrow. the story still needs a title. any ideas? here it is.

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Imaku goes back into the den and flops down, sprawled on his couch-bed. He hears the sounds of the city around him with his sharp wolf hearing. Sometimes he regrets having it when it gets so loud here where all these people live. There are times when he wonders if he will ever understand the human way of life. He watches as headlights pass along the wall opposite the window and thinks to himself, “I’ll never get used to this.” Then he roles himself over, tucks his tail and ears back, and closes his eyes to fall into a silent sleep.
Meanwhile, Kaji is still awake in his room on the computer. He spends another hour or so in various chat rooms as well as certain other websites and drinking the rest of the pack of beer he stole from his father. After that he finally passes out on his bed with his left arm and leg hanging off the side and a big grin on his face.

The next morning Imaku bursts into Kaji’s room around nine o’clock, tail wagging frantically.
“Hey, wake up! We have to meet Suki at the mall!” he says loudly. Kaji merely groans and roll over, falling off the bed.
“What’s your problem?” he grumbles, propping himself up. “How can you be so hyper this early?”
“Well for starters,” Imaku responds, “I’m not hung over.” He begins rummaging around in Kaji’s closet.
“Secondly, I’m a morning person anyway” he adds as he tosses a pair of jeans at Kaji over his shoulder. The jeans hit Kaji square in the face and he falls back over again.
“Plus you don’t want to keep Suki waiting, do ya Kaji?” No reply. “Kaji?” Imaku turns around to see Kaji lying there with the jeans still over his face. He crouches down with a look on his face similar to how a parent looks at a small child who climbs on a rock and slips back down again. He lightly takes the jeans off Kaji’s face only to see that Kaji is fast asleep again. Imaku stands up and balls up the jeans. His mock gentle smile turns into a mischievous one as his tail stands straight up and he slams the balled up jeans back down onto Kaji’s stomach, getting a groan out of him.
“You’re as bad as she is” whines Kaji, propping himself back up again.
“Oh no, I’m not!” retorts Imaku. “That girl is evil! I’m just a prick.” He adds with a smug grin. Kaji just blankly stares over Imaku’s shoulder. Imaku’s smile fades as his wagging tail goes limp and his ears drop back.
“She’s here, isn’t she?” Imaku asks in a worried voice.
“Uh… yeah…” replies Kaji nodding. Imaku slowly turns to see a girl with light brown hair in a single braid and wearing jeans and a tee-shirt that says “Fangirl” on it with her arms folded impatiently.
“Uh…Hi Tsuk-“he starts. The girl suddenly whips out a paper fan and smacks Imaku over the head with it, bending him over slightly.
“Been watching ‘FMP? Fumoffu’ again, eh Suki?” says Kaji, sitting himself up cross-legged.
“How could you tell?” replies Suki with an innocent giggle.
“Don’t give me that innocent crap Suki!!” shouts Imaku, leaping up and back, waving his arms and tail frantically. “YOU’RE EVIL!!”
“Pipe down wolf-boy,” orders Suki, hitting him with the fan again. Imaku flinches and puts his ears back. Then he stands back up and puts his ears forward again
“So shall we go?” asks Imaku as if nothing happened.
“Sure!” says Suki in a sweet voice, followed by a giggle. Then she puts her hands behind her back, spins around on her heel, and walks out into the hall. Imaku goes to follow, but Kaji stops him.
“Why do you let her treat you like that?” he whispers. “If it were me you’d let me have it for sure”
“I don’t know,” replies Imaku, obviously uncomfortable with the situation. “It’s Suki” he adds with a shrug. They head down and catch up with Suki and don’t mention the conversation at all.
Kaji and Suki climb into Kaji’s little white Toyota, but Imaku waits on the sidewalk, starring straight ahead. Suki roles down the passenger side window and sticks her head out.
“Something wrong, Imaku?” she asks with a hint of concern in her voice. A roguish grin slowly spreads across Imaku’s face. He looks at them with a wild look in his eyes and Suki draws back a little, thinking, “Uh oh, I hate when he gets that look in his eye.”
“Wanna race?” Imaku asks quietly, still grinning wildly.
“Imaku get in th-” Suki starts to say, but Kaji leans over and shouts “YOU’RE ON!” with the same look as Imaku has.
“Not again!” moans Suki, but its too late. Imaku has already started stretching and Kaji is revving the engine, so Suki sits back, folds her arm, and breathes a sigh. Then she smiles over at Imaku.
“Loser buys lunch!” she says. This gets her a big grin from Imaku.
“That’s the spirit!” he shouts. They line up for the race and look at each other competitively.
“Ready?” asks Suki.
“GO!” yell Imaku and Kaji together at the top of their lungs.

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the next part is gonna be pretty short, so you'll all get a real post. im gonna try to stay ahead and post 1 part a day. still need a title! i'm glad you all erally liked it. i'll keep it coming!
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