OH MY! Look at little old me, I've got another story! And apparently I listen to the Beatles O_O
That's I'm probably never gonna upload -_-" NOT TO WORRY! For this is just a short story comprising of 5 chapters most. So it's gonna be uploaded alrighty! Meh, this is what you get guys...when you think of the Uchihas in our world and DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME SASUKE IS EMO...even though he is. And I'm TRYING not to make my OCs Mary Sues...Alternate Universe guys. Don't be hatin'! ;D
"Hey hey Ningen Fucker!", she continued to sing to the iPod blasting in her ear while spray painting the room with the strangest tribal punk her sister had ever seen.
Said elder sister remained engrossed in her book, Vampire Kisses, while her own iPod blasted Breaking Benjamin in her ears.
Now you might wonder who these girls were? Well, they were 'adopted' sisters. Sisters that went by the names of Rayleigh and Annabeth. Or simply 'Ray' and 'Ann'. They were runaways living on their own, getting fed up with the abuse they suffered at homes so when Rayleigh turned 18, they grabbed each others sorry asses out of those horrid families. And kind of 'adopted' each other.
They both were metal heads, rock was their passion, their soul. They both were dark and charismatic, in their own ways. They were both book worms. They both dressed quite dark. They both understood pain. They both were strangely obsessed with Japanese manga and anime. But that's where the similarities ended.
Annabeth was 17, a weapon of massive energy. She was as funny as her heart was big. She was enigmatic, bubbly and childish. Her mind was a strange thing, she was the artistic one of the two. Her sweet charm hid her darker self. Her gaze held such innocence that it was impossible NOT to be exploited by her. And she took great pride in that fact.
Rayliegh was 19, gorgeous and mysterious. She held an aura of maturity and intelligence that showed when she talked. She was dark and quiet. She judged from afar and was the smartest strategist you had ever met. A brilliant writer, she understood the world so clearly it was almost unnerving. She was cold, able to make anyone drop whatever they held when they met her icy gaze.
They had their flaws. Ann's scary, almost sadistic temper and Ray's cold attitude never gained them anyone who would even approach the two sisters. They weren't something of dreams. They were fairly ordinary looking. Pale skinned and brown eyed, their dark hair was just a bit of flare. They COULD have been sisters...if not for the differences.
Annabeth had the sweetest round chocolate brown eyes, dark and rich, that showed every emotion as perfectly as an actress delivering dialogue.
Rayleigh's eyes were the deep, darkest brown ever seen. They looked almost red in the right light and they were hiding, unforgiving. They were emotionless.
Annabeth had long mahogany hair that curled and waved to their device. They were straight one moment, then they curled loosely the next or became wavy.
Rayliegh had hair that were thick and black. Jet black. They were heavy and straight, her raven locks looked like they belonged in a Gothic era.
Annabeth....was fat. Or rather she believed she was when in fact she was just very, ah, matured. Her body had curves that were every guys wet dream and she was just very chubby all around. Her round face, pouty lips and healthy limbs were very different. Since every girl wanted to be an anorexic tramp. Not to mention she was short. She was a mere 5 foot 3, easily towered by her elder sister.
Rayliegh was tall and willowy. She was curvaceous but she was more lithe then her adorable little sister. She stood with dignity and power, her long shapely legs and arms together with her hour glassed body should be every girls envy. But she oozed power and independence. Not sex appeal.
Ann was sad because she was hated for being different.
Ray hated the fact that she couldn't let her guard down near anyone.
It was safe to say they were almost opposites but the loved each other to the point of family. They had no one else but each other. And they were content but still lonely. Lonely as can be.
.....Until that one day Rayliegh got the job as an assistant at UCHIHA Corps and a new student arrived at Annabeth's high school.
"So...today's the day, huh sis?", Ray asked her sister softly as she looked at the time on their Kuroshitsuji watch.
Ann turned away from the wall, where a mural of a Geisha was swinging from a child's swing set with her hair whipping as her red mouth was open in a silent scream of joy, the dimple in Ann's left cheek showed as she grinned.
"Yup! Today Ray evolves from an unemployed caterpillar into a working moth!"
"....why not a butterfly?", Ray frowned at the strange analogy.
"Because butterflies are weak. And moth's poop silk. Which is helluva cool.", said Ann in a matter-of-fact way.
"Ann, it is their cocoon that produces the silk. Not their poop."
"But they produce the cocoon from their other ends. Period."
Ray's mouth twitched to the end in a smile as she got up to get ready for her new job. Arguing with Ann was a fruitless attempt because she had her own demented logic. Hitting said sister on the head on the way out to the wardrobe, she grabbed a pair of black pinstriped slacks and a white button up shirt and headed into the bathroom.
Ann got up from her painting, satisfied for the moment as she went to the same wardrobe and grabbed a worn down pair of jeans and a small white vest and a larger black vest which was flecked with tiny bits of paint. Hurriedly dressing, she went to the small vanity to smudge her liner.
Ray emerged from the bathroom at that moment, her hair loose around her. Her eyes were lined neatly and her lips looked red. Silver studs were her only accessories along with that one silver chain on her slender neck that she never took off. Ann had the same around her neck, it was pledge sort of thing.
Ann looked up at her sister as she tried to put her dark hair up and sighed.
"You're freaking 19 Ray, don't put your hair up."
Ray looked up from the mirror, discouraged.
"Why not exactly?"
Ann grinned wildly.
"Why, to seduce the head honcho of Uchiha with your Raven tresses.", she teased as Ray frowned.
Ann put on a pair of old red Chucks and grabbed her MCR messenger from the table in their room and proceeded to laugh as she went to their small kitchen to eat.
Left alone, Ray once again wondered how she even got the job. She was smarter than most college graduates, yes, but that just it. She never got a college degree and yet, they gave HER the job?
She clasped on her watch and proceeded to put on some low heels, now wondering about that strange man she had bumped into while she was giving her interview at Uchiha headquarters. His grayish black eyes had bore into her own reddish brown ones as she got up from falling when the guy had knocked her down by accident.
Huh, at least he wasn't rude enough to help me get up. But he was rude enough not to say sorry.
Well....whoever he was, she wasn't going to meet him there and had to think about her boss. Her boss being some Itachi Uchiha. No doubt some spoiled heir. Sighing in defeat at her hair, she decided to let them be loose. Who cared anyways?
Heading into the kitchen she found Ann had already left for school, but there was an egg in a plate that had 'Good luck bitch' written on the side by cream cheese and bagel bits.
Smiling to herself, she got on and dug in. She was doing this to support her little sister. She didn't need to care about anyone else. They're just unnecessary bonds....
I know, I know. Annabeth and Rayleigh? WELL THIS IS HOW I ACT IN REAL LIFE. This is my whole life setting...well without the whole living with someone as good as Rayliegh *cough Rabia cough*
Oh, for the record, the song is Death Notes second opening "What's up people?!" by the Maximum Hormone. And the title is from an old Beatles song called "Eleanor Rigby". YOU MUST LISTEN TO THE BEATLES. They are the cheese and pasta. :D Oh...and do mind the dark tit bits..I've been listening to a lot of Papa Roach. He'll, I talk about music so much I might make a "Mood Playlist" :)
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