I love manga, anime and video games. Here's all about my favourites!! All the info I know (and thought of while I was writing...), so if you know anything else, please, tell me!!!!!!!
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But just a warning, this is my first Otaku World, so I'm bound to make a few mistakes here :)
Also, I make a lot of typos cus I type kinda fast sometimes and have *always* been way too lazy to check over it. But hey.
And I apologize in advance for the fan fic. I have the most unoriginal ideas. 
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This is written from Uo’s point of view.
I woke up to find myself lying on my bedroom floor, staring up at the ceiling. I sighed gently, and let my head fall sideways. Such a nice dream…I was part of a family, with a warm house and loving mother and a kind father. To wake up to this was cruelty. I stood up quickly and grabbed my trench coat from next to me, slipping it on with well-practised ease. In the living room, my old man was laughing deliriously at a blank television screen. I figured the electricity company had cut our supply yet again.
I slammed the door behind me vehemently, and paused to tie up my mask. Then, I just walked. I wanted to get away; to be anywhere but home. I had to keep moving, stop thinking, and start breathing. At home, I always felt so stifled. I just had to leave. I didn’t have any destination in mind; just let my feet take control. I watched my feet move in a daze: left, right, left, right. Nobody bumped into me – people tended to keep their distance from me. They would even cross the road to get away from me. I was trouble, and everyone around me knew that as well as I did.
I stopped walking abruptly, overbalancing and almost falling over. Once I had righted myself, I looked around. This was Tohru’s house. Should I go in? I pictured Tohru and Kyoko eating dinner together, chatting happily, and I knew that I shouldn’t – no, couldn’t – impose on them. It was almost ten minutes that I hovered outside, dithering, but then I strode away quickly.
There was a meeting today for the gang. There I could be with people who came from the same situations as me, thought the same way about things as I did. We had no principles, no morals – we had nothing to base them on. My mom ditched out on me and my dad when I was very small, and my dad has been so useless since then that he might as well be dead.
“Uotani! Where ya been?” I was greeted with plenty of shouts from my gang, and received a lot of pat-on-the-backs. My senpai stood to one side, frowning slightly. But I didn’t take much notice of her, didn’t even stop to think about it. This was my family. Tohru had Kyoko, and I had…this.
“I came to quit,” I said loudly, throwing my mask to the ground. The words shocked even me. The ensuing silence was heavy; almost painful. Then, the murmurs started up. “You hear that?” “Uotani wants out!” The gang leader stepped forward, commanding everyone’s attention. “You know what the penalty for leaving is?” she asked coldly, raising one finely plucked eyebrow. I nodded, all my words dying in my throat. I shuddered slightly as she stepped closer again to start off the proceedings.
The first punch, landing on my face, was strong enough to knock all of the air out of my lungs with an “Oof!” That done, my leader stepped backwards and everyone else rushed forward to scratch, punch and kick every part of me. Two girls restrained me by grabbing my arms tightly. I heard bones crack and snap under the force of the blows. My legs folded below me, and I was held aloft purely by the strength of those holding me.
It hurt so much…I wanted it to end, please! Why wasn’t it stopping? I could barely see out of my swollen eyes, but I spotted my senpai in the crowd. She was biting her lips and clenching her fists helplessly, but when she saw me looking, she mouthed one word and slipped away. My only hope was gone, and with just five letters to console me…”Sorry.”
The other gang members showed no signs of slowing, even once the moon was glowing right above us, illuminating the malicious looks etched into every girl’s face. I had stayed quiet all this time, bearing the ill intent behind every blow silently. But now I wasn’t sure I could say anything, even if I wanted to. What I really wanted to do was run and cry to Kyoko. Her and Tohru’s faces entered my mind again, filling me with hope. Once I had endured this final pain, I would at last be a respectable person, and I wouldn’t feel bad when I spent time with them anymore. I smiled – or tried to. My face was so battered that it couldn’t move or change at all anymore.
My head lolled to the side uncontrollably. And then, abruptly and unbelievably, it ended. I crashed to the floor, not even noticing the fresh wave of pain. I looked around wildly, and saw something miraculous. Only a few feet away from me, Kyoko stood fiercely, glaring angrily at the girls. They scattered, flying away in every direction.
Kyoko scooped me up and hoisted me onto her back. I felt so safe, and she was so strong…I finally gave into my urge to faint, and everything faded to black, a smile still struggling to break free on my bruised face.
I struggled to open my eyes, but when I did, everything was so bright, and they snapped straight shut again. I peeled one eyelid up slowly, followed gradually by the other. I was still being carried by Kyoko, her arms wound tightly around me. “Thank you,” I whispered. Kyoko turned her head towards me, surprised. “Thank you,” I said again, sobbing into her shoulder – not from the sadness, or the pain, but from the overwhelming sense that everything was going to be okay. It was the first time I had felt that way since my mom left, and I embraced it with both arms; much like the way I embraced Kyoko.
Hatsuharu gripped Rin’s pale hand tightly. It lay limply in his, but he refused to let go all the same. He breathed in deeply, listening to the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor by the bedside. Rin stirred slightly, and Haru sat up a little straighter, but she simply fell into a deeper sleep. Haru sighed. He was in the hospital, where he had been for the last two and a half days. Rin had been brought in by a hysterical Hiro and a cool Hatori, who had then rung Haru as soon as they could. Hatsuharu had rushed to the hospital to be by her side, skipping out on school, and he had not left her bedside since then.
Haru wasn’t sure what had happened, but Isuzu was in pretty bad shape. She had a lot of surface injuries – such as the bruises on her shins, and the lacerations all the way up both arms – but there was also a lot of internal damage. When she was brought in, her stomach was bleeding and her heart was threatening to give up. Haru hated seeing his beautiful, strong Rin lying broken in a hospital bed, but he knew that she would hate it even more when she woke up.
The door swung open, startling Hatsuharu. But when he saw it was only Hatori, he slumped down again, brushing Isuzu’s dark fringe out of her face. “You should eat.” Hatori’s voice was clipped and sharp, but Haru shook his head anyway. “As your doctor, I am advising you to eat something. As your relative, I am telling you to. I don’t care what you eat, just eat something. Here, this will do. I was going to have it myself, but I think you need it more.” Hatori offered Haru a small pot of dessert, but he still just shook his head, not looking up.
Hatori sighed, and sat in a chair opposite Hatsuharu’s. “Your face is pale, your eyes are dark, and you look totally drained and dull. Rin isn’t going to mind if you eat something; in fact, I think she’d rather you did, to be honest. Now take this, and eat it, before I force feed you.” Haru was defeated, and he knew it. He accepted the plastic pot wordlessly, and devoured its contents without any cutlery, never taking his eyes off Rin’s still face.
Hatori took the pot back, and dropped it into a bin at his feet. “You ought to get some rest, Haru-kun. And you can’t miss school forever. Haru nodded silently, and rested his chin on the bed as Hatori walked out of the room. He hadn’t slept for three days, and was exhausted. But what if he fell asleep and Rin woke up then? She would think he didn’t care, and he couldn’t allow that to happen. But still…he was so sleepy…and she was completely unresponsive…an hour couldn’t hurt…Haru felt his eyelids droop, and he finally gave in.
Isuzu blinked blearily. Where was she? The white…it was so bright. A repetitive beeping noise sounded, drilling into her brain. And it was so painful…She tried to sit up, but it sent a sharp pain up her spine, so she gave up. Rin could feel something warm on her arm, and looked down. There, sleeping peacefully, was Hatsuharu. She smiled. His soft, white hair tickled her as it moved with his breathing, and his eyelids flickered constantly. His chin was resting on crisp, white sheets, his hand was folded over hers, and his head had lolled to one side.
And then the realisation hit Isuzu. She knew where she was; the one place she hated more than anything. She was in a hospital. Rin pulled needles out of her arms and threw the covers back, jumping out of bed and wrenching her hand out of Haru’s gentle grip. “Hey…where are you going, Rin? I waited for you…and now you’re leaving…sit down. I missed you, I was so worried. Please, just sit a while with me.” Haru’s voice somehow managed to calm Rin, and she sank down onto the bed. “I hate hospitals,” she whispered.
Hatsuharu was so glad to see Rin awake. He took her hand again. “I know you do. But it’s okay, I’m with you. I’m here.” Rin nodded, and smiled slightly. She let Haru tuck her into bed, and then spoke again. “Go and get some sleep, Haru-kun.” Haru shook his head, but Rin wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Do it. Or else I’ll be worrying about you. And you aren’t supposed to stress out people in hospitals.” Haru’s shoulders slumped. He muttered, “Fine. But I’m sleeping in here, with you.” Rin nodded, and watched Haru as he slowly fell back into a dream-filled sleep.
Isuzu stared up at the white ceiling. Memories struggled to be free, and eventually they were, each one jostling for more attention. She remembered fighting with Akito about something…he got angrier and angrier…There was something about Hatsuharu involved…Haru and Rin…and then he knew about them, and he lost it completely…and then she was flying out of the window with a calm mind and a serene smile…Rin didn’t remember the impact with the ground. But now she knew why she was here, at least. She looked over at Haru, and a single tear rolled down her face.
Rin watched Haru sleep until morning. He yawned and stretched before opening his eyes. “Mmmm…I needed that sleep,” he chuckled, kissing Rin’s hand softly and smiling at her. She didn’t smile back; she couldn’t, knowing what she had to say. “Rin? What’s the matter? What’s wrong?” Haru looked so concerned, it broke Rin’s heart. And with her next words, she was going to break his.
“I’m bored of you, Haru. I don’t need you anymore.” There, Rin had done it, and she couldn’t undo it. Haru’s mouth fell open slowly, and then he spoke, so quietly, so softly. “Rin…are you breaking up with me?” Rin hardened a little; this was for his sake. She wished she didn’t have to do this, but it was too late now. “Wow, you really are slow to catch on. Maybe Akito was right, maybe you are slow and stupid and dumb.” Rin saw Haru stiffen.
“…Okay,” Haru breathed. “You’re dumping me. I get it. Why, though?” He could feel his voice faltering as he spoke. Rin just stared at him blankly, afraid to speak in case she started to cry. Haru nodded. “Okay,” he repeated. “But I will win you back, Rin.” She blinked. Haru stood up to leave, and then seemed to think again. “I’ll win you back,” he said again, before kissing her. Rin didn’t want it to end. It was so sad, so hopeful, so perfect. And then it was over.
Haru closed the door behind him with a soft click, and slid down to the floor slowly, burying his head in his arms. On the other side of the door, Rin cupped her chin in her shaking hands and forced the tears back. But she had done the right thing by him, she was sure of it…she just hoped he didn’t hurt for too long…
End
