Fan Fiction |
by moochi2000
Miyu squeezed her arms in Mikira's as they strolled down the streets, they didn't even need to knock doors for candy, little kids were giving them out of their own will. Mikira sighed, "This happens every year, it's getting worst, now the kids are following the adults, we gotta get a make-up."
Miyu ignored her as she grabbed the candies. They kept on walking but slowed down when they heard footsteps. They quickened their steps afterwards, but the footsteps behind them followed. Miyu stopped at the end of the road and held Mikira back. Mikira peeked out expecting someone, but there was 0. She turned to Miyu whose face was turning white and asked, "What's wrong?"
Miyu answered slowly, "The chips are gone!"
They both stared at eachother and screamed as they started to run, when they stopped, the looked back, Miyu cried out, "I HEARD FOOTSTEPS, OR SOMETHING LIKE IT, WHAT WAS IT WHAT WAS IT?"
Mikira snatched the bags of candies from Miyu and peeked inside, she paused for a while and screamed. She studdered for a bit and pointed inside the bag, "It's all gone, the candies are all gone except for the big ugly chocolates!" Miyu gave her a blank stare. They started jumping around screaming and shouted, until the heard a plop. Mikira bent down, the big chocolate was on the ground, she turned the bag. Both of them felt like idiots, there was a hole at the bottom of the bag. They laid back on the the lamppost and laughed it off. Miyu laughed, "WE sure are stupid!"
Mikira nodded, "Very."
A group of guyz appeared in front of them, they didn't even notice. A tall spiky one chuckled, "You chicks look pretty cute in those outfits, wanna hang with us? You don't even have to wear outfits." The others laughed with him. Mikira pushed Miyu forward, out to the streets, but the group of guyz pulled them both back around the corner. Miyu shoved one back, "Let go, bastards!"
The guy pinned her to the ground, "Yo bitch, don't screw with us, be quiet and you'll be fine." Mikira kicked her nuts then ran away with Miyu. Unforunately, all possible exits were blocked. The tall spiky one demanded, "Stop, now. You have no where to go, we don't have time to play, now come with us." Miyu started to sniff, she was about to do her crying thing again. Then all of a sudden behind us were cries let out by the rest of the members. IT WAS HIROKI, Mikira's mouth dropped open, beside him was Ryohei. They held long metal sticks and started wacking them around like crazy, but Hiroki seemed to be the one who had more control. Hiroki ran at full speed, grabbed Mikira on the way and led her to safety while Ryohei dealt with the hard stuff. Mikira looked back but Hiroki stopped her as they kept on running. The tall spiky one tried to catch up, he fell luckily because Miyu tripped him with her mermaid tail.
When we finally reached safety, Mikira collapsed on to the ground. Hours later she woke up, all confused and dizzy with Hiroki beside her. He had covered Mikira's body with his coat. She slowly got up, Hiroki stumbled over and pushed her back to the ground, "You must be tired, don't force yourself." Mikira stared at him and asked, "You like me don't you? You could have done anything without me knowing, but why did you just sit there the whole time?" Hiroki smiled, then laid beside Mikira, "I'm not the type to do that, I thought you would know that by know. I would never take advantage of another girl while they're not conscious. It's just not manly or human. I like you, I wouildn't want to do anything to harm you, right?"
Mikira shifted her head slightly then gave a little grin. Hiroki saw it with the corner of his eyes and lifted her up. Mikira gasped, "What are you doing?!" Hiroki piggybacked her, she calmed down but was all frozen. Later on as they walked, Mikira said, "What if I never like you?"
Hiroki paused for a bit, "Well I'll keep trying until I do, if I'm really your type then...I'll.."
Mikira laid her head on his shoulders, "If you're really not my type, you would give up?"
Hiroki's face went red, he didn't expect Mikira to put her head on his shoulder, "I..would..never."
Mikira smiled, "Maybe," she thought to herself, "He's not that bad."