[Fanfic] The Wicked [Chapter 2]
Title: The Wicked [Chapter 2]
Rating: T
Warnings: AU, slight OOC, and as it's a semi-musical based on a not so very popular broadway musical, it can be confusing.
Summary: The Citizens of Deimon are celebrating the death of a man they deemed Wicked. But is there more to it than what it seems? Could something bigger had happened behind the scenes? Semi-based on the Broadway Musical "Wicked" and is a semi-Musical. HiruMamo and SenaSuzu.
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters and the lyrics used here (despite the modifications). They belong to their respective owners!
Notes: Monta finally makes an appearance, albeit a small one. XD He'll play a bigger role in the later chapters.
Upon planning this story, I realise that I might be writing my first longest multi-chaptered fic. Well, if I ever finish it and don't get into a hiatus. *touch wood*
Song used here is "What is this feeling?" from the musical Wicked. Have a listen to it here. A reminder that you don't necessarily have to listen and can skip the musical parts, or just skim through. They don't play too much of a vital role other than to create some fun imagery. Enjoy!
"..." - Conversation
Italics - Singing
Bold - Singer
(...) - Actions while singing
~*~
Mamori felt a little nervous as she unpacked her belongings in her room. Sure, she and her new roommate would have their own rooms, but everything else from there will be shared. And it doesn’t help that they’re living on campus with other students around them, so they’d surely gossip.
And from what little she knew about her roommate, was that he was a troublemaker. Ako and Sara were with her helping her unpack as well, but they were mostly there to see this new roommate, especially since they found out he was a guy.
They heard the door knock and instantly Mamori got up to open it. There stood Musashi and Kurita, holding a few boxes. "Hello, Miss Anezaki, greeted Kurita happily.
"Oh, just call me Mamori, it’s fine," she replied. "Come in, I’ll show you the room." Mamori pointed towards the other room and looked for any signs of her roommate, but he didn’t seem to be anywhere.
"He’ll be here any moment," said Musashi, noticing Mamori’s searching eyes.
"Ah, yeah... I was just..." said Mamori, sounding oddly nervous, until she heard a gunshot in the distance.
"Keep moving, Fucking Shorty!"
"Hiiiieee!!!"
Mamori watched as the boy she saw being bullied rushed into the doorway, carrying a box, then panicked as he slumped unto the ground breathless. "Are you all right?!" she gasped, as she ran next to the boy to check for any injuries. "Are you hurt?!"
"Oi, what the fuck are you doing just lying there?" Mamori heard a voice say by the door. She looked up and saw that it was the exact boy that was carrying weaponry... In fact, he was holding one right now! Mamori fumed as she rose up. "How DARE you bully this boy!!" she cried.
"Harh?!" said Hiruma. "What the fuck’s your problem?!"
"Don’t you know those things could kill people?!" Mamori continued to shout pointing at his gun. "Put that away right now!!"
"And why the fuck should I listen to you, fucking girl?" sneered Hiruma. Ako and Sara, who were watching from a distance, gasped and seemed to look oddly terrified at the sight of Hiruma.
"You watch your mouth you... you... Or I’ll be sure to sew it shut!" Mamori shouted, unable to think of a good comeback.
Hiruma cackled. "Just try, you fucking..." He suddenly stopped when Musashi glared at him and Kurita shivered, waving his hands and shaking his head to stop Hiruma. He then noticed Sara and Ako, who were giving him horrified looks that seem all too familiar to Hiruma.
Mamori took this chance to help Sena up. "Are you okay?" she asked again, as Sena got up.
"I’m fine!" replied Sena. "Sorry, I’ve just been running around doing errands today for the Football club that I got too drained to help out and kind of lost it back there. Sorry..."
"Fucking shorty, if you can’t fucking do it right then you shouldn’t do it!" growled Hiruma.
"But I wanted to help!" whimpered Sena.
"Don’t be mean to him!" cried Mamori, who stood in front of Sena and glared at Hiruma. "Can’t you see he means well?"
Hiruma glared back and opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. "Whatever, which is my fucking room?"
Mamori was surprised by his sudden change, but decided to continue being strong. "Over there," she pointed to where Musashi and Kurita waited. Hiruma carried his bag, which seemed to be the heaviest, as Musashi, Kurita and Sena carried what appeared to be light and small boxes.
She also noted that they didn’t stay long to help him unpack, and as the dorm was too small to fit all seven of them, it felt crowded especially with Kurita around. So they then prepared to leave. "It was nice to meet you Miss..." said Sena.
"Anezaki Mamori. But you can call me Mamori," said Mamori pleasantly.
"I'm Kobayakawa Sena. But you can call me Sena. It was a pleasure to meet you and..." Sena hesitated. "I know he may seem very mean but he really doesn’t mean any harm. He can’t help it especially since..."
"Eh?" went Mamori but Sena shook his head.
"It’s okay, I don’t think it’s my place to say it," said Sena. He rushed to join Musashi and Kurita, who were waiting for him.
Sara and Ako also had to bid farewell as they had to prepare dinner, though they looked oddly scared, leaving only herself and Youichi Hiruma, whose name Musashi had informed her a few minutes earlier. "I don’t think he’ll give you a proper introduction," he had said.
Mamori sighed. She closed the door in her room and sat at her desk, taking out a piece of paper and began to write.
Back in Hiruma’s room, he also had a pen and paper set before him. Musashi had forced him to write a letter back to his father, whom he detested so much. But he had to do it or else his father might take him away from here where he felt sure he needed to be for now.
"To my dearest Mother and Father..." wrote Mamori.
"Fucking Dad," wrote Hiruma.
[Hiruma & Mamori]
There's been some confusion
Over here in where I live
[Hiruma]
But of course, it's not a big deal
[Mamori]
But of course, I'll rise above it
[Hiruma & Mamori]
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond
Yes
There's been some confusion
For you see, my roommate is:
[Mamori]
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And altogether quite impossible to describe
[Hiruma] (frowning)
Fucking annoying.
The two of them spent most of their time unpacking that they barely saw each other. Not until the next day, where they were both walking to campus, glaring at each other.
[Mamori]
What is this feeling,
So sudden and new?
[Hiruma]
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you
[Mamori]
My pulse is rushing
[Hiruma]
My head is reeling
[Mamori]
My face is flushing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes!
Loathing!
Unadulterated loathing!
[Mamori]
For your face
[Hiruma]
Your voice
[Mamori]
Your clothing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Let's just say - I loathe it all
Every little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!
As they approached the college, a bunch of students clamoured around Mamori, who suddenly became popular as gossip had spread that the two of them were living together.
[Deimon College Students]
Dear Mamori, you are just too good
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
He's a terror! He's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias,
But Mamori, you're a martyr!
[Mamori] (awkward and shrugging)
Well, these things are sent to try us!
[Deimon College Students] (glaring at Hiruma who looks away)
Poor Mamori, forced to reside
With someone so disgusticified
We just want to tell you:
We're all on your side!
We share your loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori] (continues to walk to class, glaring at each other)
What is this feeling
So sudden and new?
[Deimon College Students]
Unadulterated loathing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
[Deimon College Students]
For his face, his voice, his clothing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
My pulse is rushing
[Deimon College Students]
Let’s just say
[Hiruma & Mamori]
My head is reeling
[Deimon College Students]
We loathe it all!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Oh, what is this feeling?
[Deimon College Students]
Every little trait however small
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Does it have a name?
[Deimon College Students]
Makes our very flesh being to crawl
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Yes
Ahhh…
Loathing!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
There's a strange exhilaration
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
In such total detestation
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
It's so pure, so strong!
[Deimon College Students]
So strong!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be...
[Deimon College Students] (in the background)
Loathing...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Loathing
For forever...
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Loathing,
Truly deeply loathing you!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing you!
[Hiruma & Mamori] (both with arms crossed over their chest, back to back, looking away)
My whole life long!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
Hiruma turns with a grin and whispers into Mamori’s ear. "Boo!"
"AAH!" Mamori screamed as she tried to push Hiruma away, but he smartly avoided her. "Don’t come near me like that!"
Hiruma cackled and walked into a building where his class would be held. "Get out of the fucking away," Hiruma growled as he kicked a boy who blocked him out of the way.
"Stop that! You'll hurt other people!" cried Mamori as she rushed to the boy's side. "Did he hurt you?"
The boy looked at her, his eyes wide and jaw dropped. "Uuhhh... I'm fine... max..." he said.
"That's good," said Mamori as she smiled at him. But she quickly frowned and ran up to Hiruma.
"Stop following me," he growled.
"I'm not, my class is this way," replied Mamori, still glaring at him. "And I'm warning you, hurt one more person and I'll-"
"Whack my hand with a ruler?" Hiruma cackled.
The boy watched in awe as Mamori continued to fight with Hiruma. Sena ran next to the boy and greeted him. "Hey, Monta, what's wrong?"
"I told you my name is Raimon Tarou!" scolded Monta. "I don't know why you keep calling me that even though we just became friends because of football! But I'll tell you what's wrong... My heart has been captured max!" he said, eyes sparkling as he continued to look at Mamori.
"What?!" cried Sena in surprise. "Who?!"
"There! That beautiful girl right there! I was hurt by that evil looking demon but she came right up to me and made sure I was all right! She's just like an angel!"
Sena saw Mamori and Hiruma as they walked down a corner. "Oh, that's Anezaki Mamori and her new roommate, Hiruma Youichi."
"Oh," said Monta at first. Then slowly the words sunk into him. "ROOMMATE?!! MUKYAAA!!"
"A-ah! I shouldn't have said that!" said Sena. "L-look at the time, Monta! Let's hurry up to the class!" Sena grabbed Monta by the wrist and zoomed to class.
"My name's not Montaaaaa~!" he cried as he was dragged to class.
Chapter 1 | Chapter 3
Rating: T
Warnings: AU, slight OOC, and as it's a semi-musical based on a not so very popular broadway musical, it can be confusing.
Summary: The Citizens of Deimon are celebrating the death of a man they deemed Wicked. But is there more to it than what it seems? Could something bigger had happened behind the scenes? Semi-based on the Broadway Musical "Wicked" and is a semi-Musical. HiruMamo and SenaSuzu.
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters and the lyrics used here (despite the modifications). They belong to their respective owners!
Notes: Monta finally makes an appearance, albeit a small one. XD He'll play a bigger role in the later chapters.
Upon planning this story, I realise that I might be writing my first longest multi-chaptered fic. Well, if I ever finish it and don't get into a hiatus. *touch wood*
Song used here is "What is this feeling?" from the musical Wicked. Have a listen to it here. A reminder that you don't necessarily have to listen and can skip the musical parts, or just skim through. They don't play too much of a vital role other than to create some fun imagery. Enjoy!
"..." - Conversation
Italics - Singing
Bold - Singer
(...) - Actions while singing
~*~
Mamori felt a little nervous as she unpacked her belongings in her room. Sure, she and her new roommate would have their own rooms, but everything else from there will be shared. And it doesn’t help that they’re living on campus with other students around them, so they’d surely gossip.
And from what little she knew about her roommate, was that he was a troublemaker. Ako and Sara were with her helping her unpack as well, but they were mostly there to see this new roommate, especially since they found out he was a guy.
They heard the door knock and instantly Mamori got up to open it. There stood Musashi and Kurita, holding a few boxes. "Hello, Miss Anezaki, greeted Kurita happily.
"Oh, just call me Mamori, it’s fine," she replied. "Come in, I’ll show you the room." Mamori pointed towards the other room and looked for any signs of her roommate, but he didn’t seem to be anywhere.
"He’ll be here any moment," said Musashi, noticing Mamori’s searching eyes.
"Ah, yeah... I was just..." said Mamori, sounding oddly nervous, until she heard a gunshot in the distance.
"Keep moving, Fucking Shorty!"
"Hiiiieee!!!"
Mamori watched as the boy she saw being bullied rushed into the doorway, carrying a box, then panicked as he slumped unto the ground breathless. "Are you all right?!" she gasped, as she ran next to the boy to check for any injuries. "Are you hurt?!"
"Oi, what the fuck are you doing just lying there?" Mamori heard a voice say by the door. She looked up and saw that it was the exact boy that was carrying weaponry... In fact, he was holding one right now! Mamori fumed as she rose up. "How DARE you bully this boy!!" she cried.
"Harh?!" said Hiruma. "What the fuck’s your problem?!"
"Don’t you know those things could kill people?!" Mamori continued to shout pointing at his gun. "Put that away right now!!"
"And why the fuck should I listen to you, fucking girl?" sneered Hiruma. Ako and Sara, who were watching from a distance, gasped and seemed to look oddly terrified at the sight of Hiruma.
"You watch your mouth you... you... Or I’ll be sure to sew it shut!" Mamori shouted, unable to think of a good comeback.
Hiruma cackled. "Just try, you fucking..." He suddenly stopped when Musashi glared at him and Kurita shivered, waving his hands and shaking his head to stop Hiruma. He then noticed Sara and Ako, who were giving him horrified looks that seem all too familiar to Hiruma.
Mamori took this chance to help Sena up. "Are you okay?" she asked again, as Sena got up.
"I’m fine!" replied Sena. "Sorry, I’ve just been running around doing errands today for the Football club that I got too drained to help out and kind of lost it back there. Sorry..."
"Fucking shorty, if you can’t fucking do it right then you shouldn’t do it!" growled Hiruma.
"But I wanted to help!" whimpered Sena.
"Don’t be mean to him!" cried Mamori, who stood in front of Sena and glared at Hiruma. "Can’t you see he means well?"
Hiruma glared back and opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. "Whatever, which is my fucking room?"
Mamori was surprised by his sudden change, but decided to continue being strong. "Over there," she pointed to where Musashi and Kurita waited. Hiruma carried his bag, which seemed to be the heaviest, as Musashi, Kurita and Sena carried what appeared to be light and small boxes.
She also noted that they didn’t stay long to help him unpack, and as the dorm was too small to fit all seven of them, it felt crowded especially with Kurita around. So they then prepared to leave. "It was nice to meet you Miss..." said Sena.
"Anezaki Mamori. But you can call me Mamori," said Mamori pleasantly.
"I'm Kobayakawa Sena. But you can call me Sena. It was a pleasure to meet you and..." Sena hesitated. "I know he may seem very mean but he really doesn’t mean any harm. He can’t help it especially since..."
"Eh?" went Mamori but Sena shook his head.
"It’s okay, I don’t think it’s my place to say it," said Sena. He rushed to join Musashi and Kurita, who were waiting for him.
Sara and Ako also had to bid farewell as they had to prepare dinner, though they looked oddly scared, leaving only herself and Youichi Hiruma, whose name Musashi had informed her a few minutes earlier. "I don’t think he’ll give you a proper introduction," he had said.
Mamori sighed. She closed the door in her room and sat at her desk, taking out a piece of paper and began to write.
Back in Hiruma’s room, he also had a pen and paper set before him. Musashi had forced him to write a letter back to his father, whom he detested so much. But he had to do it or else his father might take him away from here where he felt sure he needed to be for now.
"To my dearest Mother and Father..." wrote Mamori.
"Fucking Dad," wrote Hiruma.
[Hiruma & Mamori]
There's been some confusion
Over here in where I live
[Hiruma]
But of course, it's not a big deal
[Mamori]
But of course, I'll rise above it
[Hiruma & Mamori]
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond
Yes
There's been some confusion
For you see, my roommate is:
[Mamori]
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And altogether quite impossible to describe
[Hiruma] (frowning)
Fucking annoying.
The two of them spent most of their time unpacking that they barely saw each other. Not until the next day, where they were both walking to campus, glaring at each other.
[Mamori]
What is this feeling,
So sudden and new?
[Hiruma]
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you
[Mamori]
My pulse is rushing
[Hiruma]
My head is reeling
[Mamori]
My face is flushing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes!
Loathing!
Unadulterated loathing!
[Mamori]
For your face
[Hiruma]
Your voice
[Mamori]
Your clothing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Let's just say - I loathe it all
Every little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!
As they approached the college, a bunch of students clamoured around Mamori, who suddenly became popular as gossip had spread that the two of them were living together.
[Deimon College Students]
Dear Mamori, you are just too good
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
He's a terror! He's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias,
But Mamori, you're a martyr!
[Mamori] (awkward and shrugging)
Well, these things are sent to try us!
[Deimon College Students] (glaring at Hiruma who looks away)
Poor Mamori, forced to reside
With someone so disgusticified
We just want to tell you:
We're all on your side!
We share your loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori] (continues to walk to class, glaring at each other)
What is this feeling
So sudden and new?
[Deimon College Students]
Unadulterated loathing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
[Deimon College Students]
For his face, his voice, his clothing
[Hiruma & Mamori]
My pulse is rushing
[Deimon College Students]
Let’s just say
[Hiruma & Mamori]
My head is reeling
[Deimon College Students]
We loathe it all!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Oh, what is this feeling?
[Deimon College Students]
Every little trait however small
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Does it have a name?
[Deimon College Students]
Makes our very flesh being to crawl
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Yes
Ahhh…
Loathing!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
There's a strange exhilaration
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
In such total detestation
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
It's so pure, so strong!
[Deimon College Students]
So strong!
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be...
[Deimon College Students] (in the background)
Loathing...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Loathing
For forever...
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing...
[Hiruma & Mamori]
Loathing,
Truly deeply loathing you!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing you!
[Hiruma & Mamori] (both with arms crossed over their chest, back to back, looking away)
My whole life long!
[Deimon College Students]
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
Hiruma turns with a grin and whispers into Mamori’s ear. "Boo!"
"AAH!" Mamori screamed as she tried to push Hiruma away, but he smartly avoided her. "Don’t come near me like that!"
Hiruma cackled and walked into a building where his class would be held. "Get out of the fucking away," Hiruma growled as he kicked a boy who blocked him out of the way.
"Stop that! You'll hurt other people!" cried Mamori as she rushed to the boy's side. "Did he hurt you?"
The boy looked at her, his eyes wide and jaw dropped. "Uuhhh... I'm fine... max..." he said.
"That's good," said Mamori as she smiled at him. But she quickly frowned and ran up to Hiruma.
"Stop following me," he growled.
"I'm not, my class is this way," replied Mamori, still glaring at him. "And I'm warning you, hurt one more person and I'll-"
"Whack my hand with a ruler?" Hiruma cackled.
The boy watched in awe as Mamori continued to fight with Hiruma. Sena ran next to the boy and greeted him. "Hey, Monta, what's wrong?"
"I told you my name is Raimon Tarou!" scolded Monta. "I don't know why you keep calling me that even though we just became friends because of football! But I'll tell you what's wrong... My heart has been captured max!" he said, eyes sparkling as he continued to look at Mamori.
"What?!" cried Sena in surprise. "Who?!"
"There! That beautiful girl right there! I was hurt by that evil looking demon but she came right up to me and made sure I was all right! She's just like an angel!"
Sena saw Mamori and Hiruma as they walked down a corner. "Oh, that's Anezaki Mamori and her new roommate, Hiruma Youichi."
"Oh," said Monta at first. Then slowly the words sunk into him. "ROOMMATE?!! MUKYAAA!!"
"A-ah! I shouldn't have said that!" said Sena. "L-look at the time, Monta! Let's hurry up to the class!" Sena grabbed Monta by the wrist and zoomed to class.
"My name's not Montaaaaa~!" he cried as he was dragged to class.
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