Ugh. . . You have a splitting head ache. Rolling over and looking at
the clock, It’s about an hour before you normally get up. Looking
outside, there’s no sunlight streaming in your window, as would
normally be happening at this time of day, but it appears to be
overcast. You vaguely make a mental note to take your umbrella as you
sit up on your bed. You happen to glance out the window and see that
Mokou’s curtains are pulled back. Huh. She usually keeps them closed.
You’re about to get out of bed when Mokou walks into the room wrapped
up in only a towel. Wait, WHAT?! She seems to have just gotten out of
the bath, with her hair still up, and is about to get dressed. She
drops the towel and you get a rather nice view of her backside.
Something tells you that you shouldn’t let her catch you watching, but
you can’t quite look away.
Your eyes are glued to her as you watch her move about her
room. She really is quite more well developed than you had given her
credit for. She must bind her chest or something. Maybe it’s just that
the male uniform minimizes her assets. . . Either way, you’re
mesmerized. Even though she seems to be looking this. . . OH SHIT.
SHE’S LOOKING THIS WAY. You quickly dive off your bed, and crouch down
on the floor. Minutes pass. You hear no sound, and decide to look
again. Looking out your window, you see that Mokou has pulled her
curtains closed again. You sight. At least it was a good view while it
lasted. Shrugging your shoulders, you start to get ready for school.
The morning proves uneventful until you’re leaving your house. Mokou’s
standing at the gate waiting for you and your sisters as you exit. She
has, for all intents and purposes, a huge happy grin on her face.
However, something deep in side tells you to be afraid. To be
horrifically afraid. Nothing good will come of this smile.
“HAY! IT’S MOKOU! SUP MOKOU!” Cirno charges out the gate up to Mokou.
“Hey there kiddo. You and your sisters wanna run along today? I
need to talk to your brother for a little bit.” There’s that grin
again. You shiver. Mystia, standing next to you seems to pick up on
this, but seems unsure if she should say anything. Wriggle, Rumia and Cirno all run off ahead, leaving just you,
Mokou and Mystia. Mystia is standing there unsure of whether or not to
go. You get the feeling that if she’s here, Mokou won’t do anything
serious to you. . . At least you hope not.
[ ] Take Mystia’s hand, and head to the train with Mokou.
[ ] Tell Mystia to run along and catch up with her sisters.
[ ] Beg Mokou not to kill you.
Go back a day or two. We were at the gates to school, and Mokou was
ribbing us about the mystery girl because Patch came up and blushed
when she saw us. We got back at Mokou by planting a good one on her,
then escaped up to the classroom; Patch thought it was funny.
>>28879 Oh sure, where were you when I offer that option.
You pat Mystia on the head through her hat and tell her that it’ll
be ok. You throw in that if she hurries she should be able to catch up
with her sisters. Mystia still looks unsure but nods before running off
after the trio. Which leaves you alone. With Mokou. Who STILL has that
grin on her face. You look to the sky, and begin praying silently that
your death will be swift and painless. Knowing Mokou though? It’s gonna
be loooong and painful. Extremely painful. Dropping your head forward
and slumping your shoulders you walk up to Mokou.
She squeezes in close to you REAL close, pressing her body up
against to your arm, she grabs it tightly. She leans up to your ear,
and in a breathy voice whispers, “So, Didja like what you saw?”
You freeze. There’s no possible right answer to this. There can’t
be. She’s just trying to decide how badly she’s going to beat you.
“Well? Did you~?” Her voice has taken on a sing-song tone.
Well I guess we are at a sort of crossroads. Mokou has always been our
lovable tomboy friend who we tease but don't actually pursue a
relationship with. But after talking in the park and seeing her moe
side I'm sure we coul- SHAMEIMARU!
“Oh ho. . . So you did, did you.” Mokou pulls back from you, and then
the world goes black. You wake up, a short while later, sprawled out on
the ground. Mokou standing over you still quite angrily. “Seriously, what the HELL did you think you were doing?! Couldn’t
you have at LEAST been discreet about it?! And when the hell did you
start getting up so early anyways?! You’re NEVER up at that hour.”
Mokou reaches out a hand to pull you up. You take it and she yanks you to your feet.
“I have never been so embarrassed in all my life! REALLY what on EARTH were you thinking?! Jeeze.”
Mokou storms off towards the train station, leaving you nursing
your new headache. Feeling your face, it doesn’t seem that anything’s
broken, and it doesn’t seem like anywhere around your eyes is tender.
It seems that you got off easily today. WOO~. “Hurry the hell up or we’re gonna miss the train.” Mokou calls
from the end of the street. You hurriedly run after her as she rounds
the corner. The trip to school is uneventful, with Mokou fuming most of the
way, but still sitting next to you. You don’t even bother trying to
calm her down, hoping that she’ll get less angry over it with time. The
two of you continue to school in relative silence. Given that you and
Mokou caught a later train than your sisters, the streets are quite
devoid of students. You reach the school gates just as the late bell is
ringing. Today just feels like such a bland day. The sky is overcast,
and Mokou’s pissed at you. Mn. . well, you could always just skip
I wonder if people will be talking about us saving Reimu. Mokou is
going to absolutely flip out when she finds out since we didn't tell
her. I REALLY don't want to miss it. Also Reimu will probably have a
conflict with us. It will be awesome.
You decide you really don’t feel like going to class.
Absentmindedly you begin to wonder where you might actually run off to
today. Mokou notices that you’re starting to walk off and starts to get
“And where do you think YOU’RE going? Did you forget we have a test today?!”
You shrug your shoulders and give a non-committal answer. It’s not
like you forgot, but it’s not like you really could remember. You
really just have no desire to go to school today. It feels like the
whole thing is just going to be a huge bother. You sigh. Mokou’s
staring at you expectantly.
How fast do you think news spreads? Hell, why would anyone at
school know about this? We're not big enough assholes to mention it,
and I doubt either Hakurei would want the information floating around.
There's a good chance no one's even heard about the damn thing.
Dejectedly, you sigh. Turing around you head into the school with
Mokou, barely making it to class before the final bell rings. The
teacher turns around to the class and begins explaining the examination
rules to you. Apparently, this is the big testing for the year. Class
rankings and all that crap. You have no idea how you’re gonna fare on
it given how little you remember of school. The test begins, and somehow you manage to make your way through
it until lunch. You have a slightly longer lunch today, before testing
resumes in the afternoon. Many of the students seem to be eating in the
class room, or at least doing SOMETHING in the class room. They’re
mostly gathered at the front of the room, chatting animatedly about
something, occasionally glancing back at you. Mokou’s already abandoned
the room, probably heading for the lunch room to get something to eat.
So where will you eat?
[ ] Go eat outside, despite the weather.
[ ] Go buy something to eat in the lunch room
[ ] Go eat on the roof.
[ ] Eat in the Classroom.
>>29022 You can't take it anymore. The stress, the frustration of not
knowing, the pain of hurting those around you by not knowing. You find
yourself on the roof, Right in front of the section Medicine told you
A quick kick. That's all it took to knock that section of the
fence loose. It falls rapidly to the ground below, landing with a
resounding thud. Several people look up and see you, now standing on
the edge of the building. They start shouting and pointing, but you
can't hear them any more. You take a step forward and off the building. You're falling.
It's a wonderful sensation, the wind rushing past you. . . You feel
almost. . . At peace. The ground rushes up and quickly takes you into
it's warm embrace.
At your funeral, nobody quite understands why you did it. There's a
great many faces standing around sobbing and crying, most surprising to
most of the comers was Reimu. Out of all this sorrow, however, one
thing did come of it. Mokou and Kaguya, long time enemies, finally set
aside thier differences and came together as friends. At least
something good came of your death.
Not official: Don't archive.
This room feels oppressive with more and more people
turning and pointing at you while you sit there making up your mind.
You decide to go where there’s very few people usually. Walking through
the hallways the whispering and the pointing continues. It’s really
annoying the ever loving CRAP out of you. Climbing the stairs to the
roof, you burs out of the door and slam it behind you. You scan the
roof quickly and see that there’s nobody else on it. Good. You want to
be alone right now anyways. You wonder, absently, what’s gotten into
everyone. The bench you sit on is rather cool. There’s a stiff breeze up
here, making you wish you had a jacket or something else to keep you
warm. You dig into your lunch. Apparently, Marisa cut your sausages
into little octopus. You probably grabbed one of your sisters lunch
boxes this morning, as you can’t believe that Marisa would make you
something like this. looking closer at the lunch box, you notice that
it’s pink as well. You sigh. At least it’s food, even if it is a little
spicier than you like. You absently wonder who’s lunch this might be when you hear the
door click shut. Glancing up you don’t see anyone on the roof. Huh.
Maybe there was someone already on the roof, and they just snuck off.
You didn’t really look on top of the stairwell, or on either side of
the building, you just looked out across the roof. You scan the roof
again quickly, just to make sure that there’s nobody else on the roof.
You must have been hearing things, or someone was hiding up here.
Either way, you’ve somehow finished your lunch with out realizing it.
There really was a lot less in this lunch than what you get normally.
Your stomach growls as if to protest the lack of food. You could always
head down to the cafeteria and buy something else, or you could just
sit up here and wait for class to start again.
[ ] Go to the cafeteria.
[ ] Wait for lunch to be over.
[ ] Go back to the room.
[ ] Skip out on the rest of the testing.
>>29064 Im looking for a bento box, it cant be pinku (thats japanese for
pink) or any girl color. It has to be of 2 or more kotoba (thats
japanese for 2 compartments) and has be be chibi (small) sized. And has
to be really kawaii (cute). Also It has to be about 10-20 bux. And you
have to post pics of it first (i want to make shure it's kawaii
[cute]). And it would be nice if it came with matching chopstick holder
(WITH chopsticks). OH! and it CANNOT have any cartoon pictures, or be
made out of plastic. It has to be made of ceramic, or something like
that. Also it would be nice if it was made in japan. and not in china
or corea (korea) or whatever. I have found a bento box similar to the
one im describing in e-bay, but it was 1 kotoba, and i dont want my
gohan (rice) to touch my other things (it can get wet and i would not
like that, plus 2 compartments looks more kawaii)
You lay back on the bench and watch the clouds go by. The thought of
having to go through that gauntlet of stares and pointed fingers
doesn’t appeal to you at all, even if you are still hungry. The clouds,
thick, dark, and grey, blanket the sky. It seems to be the perfect
mirror of how you feel today. Cloudy. Conflicted. You want to see
Kaguya again, but you doubt that you’ll find her that easily at the
arcade again. She seemed really hurt by the fact that you didn’t
remember. You must have made some sort of promise to her or something.
. . You curse the fact that you can’t remember anything. That weak
portion of the fence catches for some reason. There’s nothing good that
could come from going near it. Sitting upright you look around the roof again. You don’t know
why, but you have the feeling you’re being watched. Again. The roof
seems smaller than it did earlier, but you’re fairly certain that’s
just a trick of your mind. You walk to the side of the roof that faces
the back of the school. The back gate is down there, somewhere, hidden
under all the trees and leaves. There’s also the gym equipment storage
sheds, the track, and the sports playing fields. The same is true for
the elementary school. The two are separated only by an extremely high
chain link fence that runs the distance between the front wall and the
back wall of the two schools. Your gaze finally swings out over the city. It is relatively
large, framed by mountains on all sides. Perfectly situated in this
little valley. Meh. You feel pensive today. However, your little
reverie is interrupted by the lunch bell ringing. You trudge back down
the stairs into the classroom. Upon entering, Mokou immediately comes
up to you. “WHY THE HELL DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?!” She shouts. The entire room
instantly gets quiet and everyone stares at the pair of you. You point
this out to Mokou who blushes and then drags you over to your seat and
shoves you into it. She leans in close to start talking to you more
quietly, but before she gets the chance, the teacher comes back in. “Alright class. Time to resume testing.” The teacher adjusts his glasses and picks up another book of tests.
Mokou just glares at you. You have no idea what you’ve done now,
but it’s apparently upset Mokou, again. Today is just shaping up to be
a chipper day. Slogging through the tests is hellish. You’re still hungry, and
your stomach feels like reminding you frequently, and quite loudly. The
teacher glares at you, but there’s little that he or anyone can do to
quiet your stomach. After what seems like an eternity, you finally finish the tests.
Most everyone else starts packing up their things, and slowly filtering
out of the room. There’s still a small group up at the front of the
classroom, and Mokou is looking at you expectantly.
[ ] Go see what all the fuss is about.
[ ] Talk to Mokou.
[ ] Go somewhere else.
[ ] Go home.
You turn to Mokou and are about to speak when she notices that the
group at the front of the room seem very interested in the two of you.
She puts you into a headlock and drags you from the room. Kicking open
the door to the roof, she all but flings you out onto it.
“What in the HELL. Why the FUCK didn’t you tell me about Reimu
being raped?! That you were running off and playing hero! How in the
fuck did you even find her if she was being raped in the middle of the
woods? God DAMN it, it’s like I don’t even know who the hell you ARE
Mokou continues to stomp about on the roof, RAGING. She rants and
raves at you for quite some time before she seems to start calming
down. She takes a deep breath and turns to you again. “Alright. Just. . . Just tell me what happened, alright?”
You tell her the whole story, starting from the bench. Tactfully
leaving out that you were chasing after her to find out where she was.
Mokou listens to your story, nodding occasionally, her face impossible
to read. When she finishes she nods again, seeming to be deep in thought. Suddenly, she turns on you and slaps you. HARD.
“You haven’t seen the paper have you?”
You shake your head.
“That guy? He had a knife, a rather large one. And you take him on
with a STICK. What the HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN
KILLED!” Mokou kicks you in the shin, HARD. You wince this time. “This isn’t like you, this isn’t like you at all, why would you
risk getting killed and for REIMU of all people?! God. She ALMOST
KILLED YOU.” You try to interject that you didn’t know that at the time but Mokou doesn’t let up.
“And you don’t even tell me what you did! That’s the worst part of
it! Not one word to Mokou! You used to tell me everything. Do you know
how many people came up to me and wanted to know what I thought of what
happened? DO YOU?! I had no idea until I got my hands on that stupid
camera bitch’s rag. She apparently wrote a whole article on it.” Mokou
throws a crumpled newspaper at you, hitting you square in the chest.
“So, how was riding to the hospital with that little bitch? It looks
like the two of you were pretty friendly there, eh?” Mokou spits on the
ground. “He’s still alive, you know. That. . . thing. He was apparently
wanted for raping a bunch of other women. That doesn’t change the fact
that, WHAT IN THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!”
Man, Mokou is letting you HAVE it.
[ ] Sit there and let her rage.
[ ] Try to defend yourself.
>>29183 Yeah, There's 3 cats outside that have sorta addopted me. They're
staying in the garage and I'm forced to feed them regularly, at the
behest of the housemate. She was the one who started feeding them in
the first place, but now I'm stuck with taking care of them.
Plus, I have to constantly drive off this one cat, 'cause all it
does is fight with the other cats, and generally cause problems.
>>29312 >All to hide that seed of pure, seething evil within his heart.
lulz. You act like there's anything else in there but an
evil sammich, with extra evil, evil on top, with a side order of evil,
and a tall frosty glass of evil to drink. Served on a plate of the
damned, cooked in the flames of hell~