Slowly rousing myself from the deep slumber that made up last night, I lay quietly in the darkness, pondering multiple things that chicks normally ponder. How was my hair going to be today? What was I going to wear? How many-- "RING!!!!!!!!!!!" went the alarm clock. "GAH!" *WHAM!* "...Ite..." As soon as my eyes were capable of focusing, I looked towards the bathroom to see that no one was there. Yessssss! First shower! Wai! Wai! Hopping off the top bunk (and falling on my ass in the process), I gathered my clothing and made my way to the bathroom, only to see the words 'Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the lights?' written on the mirror in stage blood. "What. The. Hell. But I *DID* turn on the lights..." I mumbled quietly to myself. I heard a quiet rustle behind the curtain and gritted my teeth. Damn hentais... Silently, I moved towards the curtain and ripped it open, to see an extremely chibi-hentai ravaging Nikita. "..." I stated. The hentai looked up, and smiled. "Come to daddy!" "...OK, I am *SO* going to have to kill you now." Swiftly grabbing the struggling chibi-hentai by the chibi-collar, I strolled to the window in our room and promptly threw his chibi-ass out. A few seconds later, I heard a strangely satisfying chibi-splat as the chibi-hentai made a chibi-mess of himself on the sidewalk. "Wanker..." Soon after, I returned to the bathroom to check on Nikita, who was out cold. Dragging her out from behind the shower curtain, I managed to lift her up and set her on her bed, which was no easy task. The girl *LOOKED* skinny, she somehow *ACTED* skinny, hell, she *WAS* skinny... But dammit! She was heavy! Finally, I returned to the bathroom for my shower, scowling to myself all the way. I don't care who you are, or where you're from, or even how cute you are. When you violate my people, you're gonna hafta face me, cuz I'm... ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Hentai Hunter Gaia Original Concept by Myth (ME! BWAHAHHAHA!) This part by the Original Creator. (I'll give you one guess who that is...) Part III: Immature DISCLAIMER! WAI! WAI! THIS FIC CONTAINS NAUGHTY NAUGHTY BAD BAD COMMONLY USED FOUR LETTER WORDS TO KNOW AND SHARE!!!! If the lives of teenagers offends/scare/frightens/interests you in a bad way/makes you lose hair, please do not read this fic. Otherwise, enjoy! ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Ick. I hate sectionals. I hate sectionals good. No wait... that didn't sound right. What I'm trying to say is that I hate sectionals with a passion. If it was a person, I would thoroughly gouge his/her eyes out and feed them to cockroaches. Get my drift? The lady that taught our class was a total bitch. She had this thing... I think she thought we were in first grade, or something. Let's just take a look at a little of our conversation: "OK. Now, let's play some more quarter notes!" "Umm... I think it would be more advantageous if we worked on that nasty 32nd note run that we have in measure--" "I SAID LET'S PLAY SOME MORE QUARTER NOTES!" "Umm... ok." I'm *REALLY* beginning to dislike a lot of things about this camp... ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Bubbles looked forlornly out the window, a sad look playing upon his pale humanoid features. "Oh, if only I was set free by Fli--" A slumbering Flidais unconsciously whacked Bubbles over the head with a rolled up newspaper. "Thou... shalt... not... call me... Flidais... *snrk*" "Ow..." The bat-like servant flapped his wings in a listlessly as he got his master's clothing ready. A single crystalline tear rolled down his slightly furry face. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Rushing into class late is a thing most teenagers have mastered. The movement that makes it look like you didn't mean to be late, the grace and speed used to avoid being seen sneaking in... Obviously, Flidais wasn't an ordinary teenager. I rolled my eyes as the evil hentai cellist made his grand entrance. "I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Parsa! I needed some extra sleep!" And Mr. Parsa stated eloquently: [GLARE] Wonderful. Couldn't have put it better myself. "Yes, Flidais. It's very good of you to join us. Now, class..." He turned back to everyone else. "Please get up Palladio." He turned to me. "Gaia, I want to hear your solo." "Aiight..." Getting in position, I started my vibrato early in preparation as Mr. Parsa counted off the 2 beats of rest before my entrance. Playing the beautiful, melodic notes seemed easy as I got lost in the music. The notes enveloped me as I sat in the midst of their resonance. The beauty seemed to entrance everyone in the room. Even Flidais seemed awed. It turns out, he was trying to look down my shirt. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore him, but the words entered my head. 'Gaia, dear, you're good, but not good enough to survive...' 'Oh, shut the fuck up...' I thought to myself as my solo came to a close. "OK, add principal second solo to that." Erik got into playing position and winked at me. I smiled then entered on the third beat. What resulted was extraordinary. First of all it sounded good. Second of all, I somehow caught a glimpse into Erik's soul. I dunno... the fire held in there... it was almost as amazing as the way he handled his instrument. And then the part ended. "Ok, people. Let's take it from the beginning!" I returned Erik's wink as we were engulfed by the music once again, with an occasional squeak and/or wrong note from the back row. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Walking the hallways with Jade and Celes is always fun. Side-stepping the daily bucket-o-water thrown by the new resident hentai, I bypassed Sarah who came running directly, becoming soaked by the incoming bucket-o-water in the process. Today was a good day. Oh yes. Today, Jade, Celes, and I were going to rate guys on our... HUNKY HUNK-O-METER!!! Taking over the cushioned bench in the socializing area of the HMU building, we started giggling quietly. "Check out the ass on him!" "I definitely give him a eight!" "Naw, I'd say more of a seven..." "Gaia! Look at it!" "I did! It is *SO* a seven!!!" "Whatever!" Giggling ensued. I tried to keep my attention on the many guys passing us by, but somehow managed to get lost in thought. Why me? Why did I have to be the Hentai Hunter? Is it because I was born to kick ass? And what the hell is up with this demon thingy... Why di-- "Hi Gaia!" Pan plopped down next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I turned to look at him and scowled. "Excuse me. I was trying to have an internal monologue, if you couldn't tell." Jade and Celes giggled, and stated in unison, "Eight." Quirking an eyebrow at the comment, I refocused my attention to Pan. "What's up?" "You know that demon?" "Yea." "It's been running around campus ravaging people..." "Great. Well, I guess that that's what that kind of demon does..." "Yea, but you need to take care of it," Pan asserted as he leaned towards me. Crossing my arms, I replied flatly, "How?" Pan held up a pair of nipple clamps. "They'll hurt a bit, but you won't be able to defeat the demon without them..." "A bit? They'll hurt a lot!!! Explain to me how nipple clamps are supposed to help me fight a demon..." Jade and Celes had been listening in and gave the best response imaginable. "..." Pan smiled a little at me, "Well, see, these are *SPECIAL* nipple clamps. Note the runic writing on them." I quirked an eyebrow again. "I... see..." "All you have to do is put them on, and then flash the demon." "That's... incredibly simple." "Yes, scary isn't it?" "...Pan..." "...Yea?" "You're quite possibly the worst Hentai Hunter trainer on the face of the earth." "Thank you, Gaia. Thank you." "Please go away. I'll take care of the demon when no one's looking." "Aiight. See ya later then, Gaia..." As Pan got up and left, Celes and Jade looked after him, checking out his rear-view. "Ok, I change it to a nine." I tittered at the two girls, pocketed the nipple clamps, then sat back and attempted to return to my internal monologue. Why di-- "Hi Gaia." I opened my eyes to see Erik face to face with me, his hazel eyes opened wide, staring into my violet ones. "Umm... Hi Erik." Celes and Jade decided to rate him too. "Definitely a nine point five..." Erik turned and plopped down next to me. "So, what's up Gaia?" "Demon. Kill. Flidais' fault most likely." "Ah. I saw it down the hallway. It got a hold of Sarah." I tittered at that. A smile forming on my lips, I turned to Erik. "So, after I kill the demon, wanna hang out? It *IS* movie night... We can skip!" He smiled back, "Sure. I'd like that." OK, please excuse me while I melt. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Walking to my chamber music class, I glanced at a table where Mr. Parsa and Mr. Pahng were talking over a cup of coffee. Scurrying as fast as possible, I hurried in the opposite direction, but I was too late. They had already spotted me. "Gaia! Over here!" Stopping dead in my tracks, I turned my head to face the two conductors. "Oh, hi. How are you?" "Super! Thanks for asking!" Mr. Parsa exclaimed in quite possibly the campiest voice I've ever heard. "Just fine Gaia," replied Mr. Pahng as he turned to face me. "So how's our little concert master doing?" "As good as humanly possible," I said quietly. "Well," started Mr. Parsa. "I have a surprise for you!" "What?" I instantly brightened up. He poked me in the sternum and raised his eyebrows. "You're performing in the student recital!" My jaw hit the floor. "Wh-what? Don't I have a choice?" Both conductors looked at me. "No." "You should go to the music library and pick out your solo," Mr. Pahng said. "Oh, and I think that we're gonna get Erik to do a duet with you. That'd be a nice addition to the concert..." He trailed off. "B-but..." But by then, the two had returned to their coffee, leaving me to ponder my failure for the next two weeks. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, I just love walking around at night. No, seriously. I like walking around at night. Before I became a Hentai Hunter, I walked around at night constantly. The stars. The moon. Everything was familiar to me. Right now, the night wasn't good. Not good at all. I had a pair of runic nipple clamps on, and they hurt like a bitch! Hearing a scream, I ran towards the source to see Sarah being ravaged by about five tentacles. My first reaction was "..." Then I laughed. Hard. Deciding that maybe her situation was a little dangerous, I stepped in and yelled, "Hey, you nasty demon thingy! Your mom wears combat boots!!!" The creature turned to face me, and almost took out my eye with its... its... Well, its wang. It roared. That was probably a good sign that it was time to kill it. Beginning to unbutton my shirt, I took a look around to make sure no one was anywhere near here. Good. No bystanders. Then, I ripped open my shirt, revealing the... uh... nipple clamps. The demon just stood there. Then it started to do the demonic equivalent of laughing. Hard. "Rar rar rar rar rar rar ra--" Then it fell over dead. ...My, that was interesting... Taking off the nipple clamps, I rebuttoned my shirt, then went to check on Sarah. Noting that she was OK, albeit rather unconscious, I left to go to my room and change, hoping that some good natured student would find her and take her somewhere. Heh. That wasn't so hard after all. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, "Dammit Bubbles! This' all *YOUR* fault!!!" "But Master Bates, I didn't give Gaia the Runic Nipple-clamps of the Seventh Level of Hell..." "...So? It's *STILL* your fault!" *sigh* "Yes, Fli--" "THOU SHALT NOT CALL ME FLIDAIS!" *THWAP!* "Now, Bubbles, fetch my Spherical Glass of All-Seeing Power!" *THUNDERCLAP!* Bubbles moved to turn down the TV. "Damn weather channel..." he muttered as he searched for the large crystal ball. "Here, we go, Master Bates." And lo, Flidais flicked it on. Flidais turned it to Cartoon Network. Flidais watched... The Powder Puff Girls. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, Ugh. Today was tiring. Having scoured the FSU Music Library for over 2 hours, I had finally found an adequately challenging piece. God, it would feel so good to go back to my dorm and lay on my soft, soft, plastic-covered bed... But as I opened the door, I realized that that wasn't gonna happen. Blood. Blood everywhere. And in the middle of all the gore lay the corpses of Nikita and Ophelia. On the wall, there were words printed in the dripping red substance: 'You're next, babe.' And this time, it wasn't stage blood. My breath got shorter... I was having trouble drawing in air... I made my best attempt to hold back my tears but failed miserably as the water ran from my eyes. I clapped my hand over my mouth, as I slammed the door and ran down the hallway, running into Erik, Pan, and Ryder on my way. "Gaia!" all three boys shouted. "N-n-nikita and Ophelia are... are..." "Are what?" Ryder asked, grabbing me by the shoulders. I looked him directly in the eyes somehow, and forced my reply. "D-dead." The three looked at me in astonishment. After a few moments, Pan spoke up. "Dead? Dead dead?" Erik punched him in the arm, "No, they're just a little dead... Of course they're all the way dead!" "You guys... maybe we should check on them..." Ryder started. The three boys began to argue over a course of action as I just continued to cry, staring at the floor. Suddenly happing upon a fountain of strength I dried my eyes and glared at the three boys who instantly stopped bickering. "Ano... what's wrong with Gaia?" I growl laid upon my lips. I almost spoke, but decided against it. This was my time for revenge, and no one was gonna stop me. So whoever you are who killed my roommates, as soon as I find you, you are *SO* dead. ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,,ø¤º°`°º¤ø¤º°`°º¤ø,,,, NEXT TIME, ON HENTAI HUNTER GAIA... "Look. I don't care if you look down my shirt, just try to keep it not so obvious. It bothers me." "But Gaia-chan! The boys want to *SEE* the hot girl on girl action!" "..." ...OR NOT. Thanks to John Evans, Philip Barkow, and Eslington for pre-reading! Much appreciated, you guys!