'To Hell with Fame – Fall of the Legendary Goddess of Rock'
(Author's intro– Yo. Call me Kyo. All my friends do. This is my first fanfic so bare with me. I decided to do a fanfic about the characters from 'Hi-Hi Puffy AmiYumi' (Not to be confused with the REAL Puffy AmiYumi duo so chillax.) and wondered what to do it on. For the longest time, I've said a few things to myself…one- Yumi is angry-a lot. Two- Yumi seems to be the type of person to hold secrets from her close ones, just so they wouldn't worry about her. And, of course, three- you're going to laugh at me for this but… the idea of AmiYumi shipping is plainly obvious asday.
Anybody still reading after that? Ok, cool. Now I decided to try my hand at this 'fan-fiction' thing, as up until now, I've been strictly a comic artist. I am going to tell you a story about Yumi's web of feelings, her hardships, and heck, her fall. I may be a happy guy, but I am a huge fan of angst stories…
Yes, there will be some swearing. Yes, there will be some violence. Yes, there will be plenty of angst and then some. Yes, there will be the obligatory AmiYumi coupling, followed by some rather questionable content. So I will say this now – Ask mommy before reading…
Also feel free to throw out some advice and compliments – what's cool, what's weird, what needs to be understood. You know, constructive criticism in the most mature taste. I cannot stress that any more. So if you send in some mail all like 'ZOMG!111 DIS BE GHEY YO ROFL!11', I'm going to treat it like this country's presidency – not really serious. Basically no flaming. The only flames I will want to see is that of Kyo Kusanagi himself, but eh.
So with my lengthy intro aside, all I can say is enjoy the story and be able to send me a email for anything.
The Luminous Kyo)
Thoughts are written in italics…no, this isn't a thought, smart alec.
Take note – I am in NO way associated with Cartoon Network, Renegade Animation, the REAL Puffy AmiYumi or Sam Register. I do NOT own Hi-Hi PAY in any way, shape or form. Again, this is based off the ANIMATED Puffy not the REAL one.
Summary – Ever since Puffy started touring across America, life has been grand, fulfilling and beautiful. The almighty rock star life is forever right? Well, it would be, if Yumi didn't have any inner demons to deal with. Things get weird at their stay in Cocoa Beach, Florida… Expect angst, cursing, violence and shoujo-ai.
Chapter 1 – Inner Freaking Demons…why?
'Why do these things happen to me?'
A very odd question someone would ask on a beautiful Saturday morning to himself or herself. And since none other than Yumi Yoshimura is asking the question, this odd question has even more weight to it than any other she would ask at the given time.
As a bright and shiny blue, clear summer sky surround all the eye can see, the obscure but ever-so-trusty 'Puffy Bus' travels down a long open road, zipping through the grassy landscape of trees, some green signs that will tell them that Cocoa Beach, Florida is ever so close, and an occasional lake. Of course all this was just a moving blur of green, like an early Richter painting, nothing but a stream of motion. No surprise Yumi would even care of how nice and shiny it is outside…
Yumi was found, standing in her dark room, staring down into the corner she is next to. She didn't have any sort of facial expression- No look of anger, no look of sadness and not even a frown. She had her normal 'too-cool for emotions' look. Whenever she was by herself, she would find herself in here, blasting some sort of grunge rock so loud that the decibels vibrated the objects on her wall. When asked why she has it so loud, she says it helps her concentrate.
'I just don't get it…' Yumi closes her eyes as she continues to speak to herself. '…I have everything most people would kill a person for. I'm part of the excellent Puffy AmiYumi band, I make the greens just strumming a few strings on my axe, boys want me, girls want to be like me, and I am doing all this with my best friend, if not my only friend, in the whole world. In a way, I have become the Legendary Goddess of Rock. And yet… all I have in front of me. My fame, my fortune the fans… all bunk to me.' This was a familiar speech she would say to herself for moments like these. She opens her eyes with a cold stare, now looking up to the wall in front of her, which had a framed article stating 'Puffy Hitting Number One in US!' in big bold letters.
'Tch, what's the point of making the ignorant masses happy…' She paused a bit as she swung her right fist around to smash the framed article, dead center no less, to create at least twenty-seven large cracks coming from said impact point. This also made the CD she was listening to skip inside her stereo. '...If I can't even make MYSELF happy. Well no more I say…'
As she just held her arm in that same position, not budging for a bit for anything, some light was cracked onto that room from the other side. This was caused when a girl with pink Pom-Pom styled long hair opened the door to see what her best friend was up to. She only did this because she hasn't heard from her for a couple of hours now and was only looking out for her best interest. 'Yumi, you've been in here for a while. Are you okay?'
Yumi pulled her fist out of the now-dented wall and covered her fist with her left hand, somewhat enduring the slight sting in it. 'Peh, never better, Ami.' Just so Ami Okuni would get off her tail, she told an obvious blatant lie. Ami knew something was up, but she didn't want to pry it out of Yumi if she was going to go through the trouble of making up a lie. 'Okay, Yumi, but if you really feel like talking, you know who to turn to.'
Something else caught the eye of Ami as she saw Yumi's arms.
'Yumi, since when did you start wearing arm-warmers?'
Yumi, without looking up, just gritted her teeth a bit and snapped right back to her. 'Since when were you my freakin' mom?'
'? Oh all right, I was just asking. Don't get so harsh towards me.' Ami said, a tad peeved that she got such an answer from her best friend in the entire world.
Yumi sighed. 'I'm sorry about that, Ami. You didn't need that.'
The bubbly pink-haired girl just smiled sweetly to her, as a way of accepting her apology and walked off, right as she said a few more things. 'We're just about to reach the hotel we'll be staying at! Oh I just can't wait! Our first gig in Florida- this will be cool!'
The indigo-haired girl just stood there, still staring at the wall in front of her. Recollecting what just happened due to her stress and why she's been this way for a couple of weeks now. She then let out another sigh after what seems to be an eternity of silence.
'Dammit, Yumi. This has to end this weekend, no matter the consequences. Go for broke!'
She turned around as she pushed the off button on her stereo and walked out the door to join with her friend.
End of Chapter 1. NEXT UP – I'm My Own Archenemy.