Hey there!
It seems you've stumbled upon my fan-fic/story world! I post all of my writings here. I currently am working on the stories Normal, Zakuro Academy and Encounter With a Ghost. I try to update as often as I can, but some weeks are very tough for me. Comments are very appreciated and I hope you come here lot's!
Keome
Here is a new story I'm creating!!! I have most of the plans settled out for it so it should go smoothly
Enjoy!!!
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Zakuro Academy
Yuki stepped off the bus and looked up at the large building that was the reception for Zakuro Academy. The building had the name of the Academy in large letter around the archway to the door, and the date it was established which was in 1890.
“I’m finally here.” I thought as I stepped through the large doors. My mother had insisted that I live with her and her new husband, Kokashi, but I was dead set on going to Zakuro. Finally she had given in and here I was.
The secretary smiled as I went to the counter. “You must be Yuki Agimoto. I’ll notify the head-mistress immediately.” She said and picked the phone. “Yes she is Mrs. Iyazabi. Okay I’ll have her wait.” She put the phone down and instructed me to sit down.
Within moments an astute looking woman entered the room and greeted me. I looked up, noticing the many grey hairs that sprung from the shiny black. She directed me into what must have been her office, and little did I know I would be in it many more times.
“Hello Mrs. Agimoto. I’m Akona Iyazabi and I’m the head mistress here at Zakuro Academy. I’m sure you’ll find it here quite nice, as most of the girls do. I look forward to you in our Academy and judging by your entrance tests you won’t have any trouble with the work.” She put down the tea she had been sipping onto a sliver tray.
I smiled at her and nodded. “I can’t wait to begin here Mrs. Iyazabi.” I said. “Yes yes that’s fine. You will be placed in the blue dorm along with several other girls. Your dorm-keeper is Ms. Kabayama.” She said and stood up. A lovely looking lady in her 20’s greeted her and Mrs. Iyazabi beckoned for me to follow her.
I left the room and followed the woman, who was named Ms. Icamundi. She chuckled. “Ms. Kabayama eh? She nice, but strict when she wants to be.” She said to me. I entered the room that I would stay in for 4 years. Bunk beds were pushed to the sides dressers were beside them. A separate room led to the bathroom and that was all.
“You can unpack now. I’ll leave you to it.” Ms. Icamundi said and left. I lay there on my new bed and smiled. ”I’m here!!!” I yelled happily. Quickly un-packing all my clothes I smiled. Twirling around in my new uniform I waited for the others to come back.
The girls shuffled in and stopped. “Hey there!!! I’m Akiyama; this here is Nabunagi and Kyoko. There’s also Kagami but I don’t know where she is.” Akiyama said. “Hello I’m Yuki, it’s nice meet you.” I smiled. Another girl came in looked very surprised to see me. “Hi I’m Yuki Agimoto nice to meet you.” I said and extended my hand. Kagami shook it and quickly went to dress.
“It’s all right, she’s always like that. She won’t even change in front of us!” Nabunagi said. I paid no heed to them and went on with my work. They asked me all sorts of questions and finally it was light’s out. I pulled the sheets to my chest and fell into a deep and happy sleep. “I’m at Zakuro Academy at last!”
Another sort of thrilling story that I came up with. I quite like this one
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The Green Ribbon
Nancy and Darren had been child-hood friends for as long as they could remember. They’re Mom’s had been friends before they were even born. They would stay together forever.
When Nancy was about two she had started coming out to play with a green ribbon around her neck. “What a cute little ribbon!” Darren’s mother would exclaim and her Mom would smile approvingly. Darren tugged at the ribbon. “Oh no no no. That’s Nancy’s ribbon.” And her mother would put her on her knee.
The years passed and now Nancy was 13. She and Darren were still friends. Walking home from school Darren asked her something. “You’re always wearing that ribbon! When will you take it off?” He asked. Nancy would have a clouded look and respond. “When the time is right I will tell you.” Darren, still mystified, just nodded.
A few more years passed and Nancy was 16. Darren and her were now Boy friend and Girlfriend. While driving in Darren’s car he asked her yet again. “You’re always wearing that ribbon! When will you take it off?” Nancy smiled at him and answered. “When the time is right I will show you.” Darren, once again, nodded.
Many years passed and now Nancy was 45. While sitting with her husband, Darren, she smiled. Darren smiled with her, hearing the snores of they’re sleeping children. Darren looked at her and asked. “You’re always wearing that ribbon! When will you take it off?” He asked. Nancy sighed and answered. “When the time is right I will show you.” Darren sighed as well and went on hearing the peaceful snores of his children.
Many many years passed and Nancy was laying on her deathbed. She was now 73. Nancy sighed and gave her husband a tender look. “Darren, my children have grown, I’ve had a wonderful career and I have the love of my life so now I think you deserve to know what this green ribbon is for.” She looked at him and smiled. Darren nodded, tears glistening in his eyes. Nancy reached for the green ribbon around her neck and pulled it loose. Nancy head rolled onto the floor.
Here is my confession series. I've been in a romantic mood lately. Watch out they may be mushy!
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“Wait up Toshiro!” I cried happily. My child-hood friend, Toshiro and I were racing down the new trail he had recently found near his house. I felt such like a little kid, but enjoyed every minute of it.
Finally I caught up and Toshiro stopped. “Hmmm?” I looked at were he was staring. In the thickly leafed bush was a small hole, just enough for people. “In there!?” I cried. “Yeah come on!” Toshiro said. I carefully walked through the bush.
I could hear the little birds chirping in the tops of the bush. I carefully scuffled down to where Toshiro seemed so determined to go. On and on it went. Finally he stopped and what looked like a small tree type thing. It looked so pitiful but cute and comical at the same time.
“How cute!” I said and stepped towards the little tree. I touched down on the rough bark. I smiled. “So Toshiro. What now?” I said turning around.
Just as I turned around I caught Toshiro smiling and when I finally did he ran up to me. Holding me tight he kissed me. Shocked was I. “T-Toshiro?” I said meekly after he had let go. “I’m sorry if you don’t feel the way I do!” He said. Oh! ”Toshiro…no I feel the same way.” I smiled. He smiled too. “Toshiro,” I whispered and his lips were against mine once again.
