Gomen. This is my first Otaku-fic (besides my part in the revengefic), and it
has been a while between fics. I hope I can continue this fic to it's
conclusion. If not, well, I guess it is not ment to be.
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Stan's Otaku-Fic.
     Anime: The Shatering.
     Part 1: The Visit.
All charaters are own by whoever owns them, or create them. This is not a
chanlenge to the coppyright. Do not sue. Thanks.
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     Is was a good day. Or so I thought. The sky was blueish and sunnie. I was
full of breakfest (a few boles of cold sweetend cerial and milk). And I
diden't have to go to work till 1. So I went into the shower, and freshend up.
My plan for the day was simple. I was to go to the libary and play on the
macheen untill 12, then go to work. Well, that WAS the plan for the day. That
was, untill she showed up.

     I just dryed myself off with a towle when I herd somthing. I thought it
was my roomate, Hollas. Hollas is an 80somthing year old man who is sweet on
my mom (who herself is in her 50's), and kina acts like a mentor to me. Oh,
ya, I also pay my mom 'rent' (around 30 bucks or so a week for room and
board). Also, mom and Hollas are managers to the apartment building I live in.
Or, at least, that is how it is in my universe.

     So I opened the bathroom door a bit, and I greeted Hollas, only to find
that it was my imagination. I did get an answer to my greeting, thoe. From
behind me. I looked, and thair she was. A teenage aisan girl wearing soft
soled black shoes, black pance, and a green shirt. She smiled at me, and said
in acented English, "Ohyaho, Teriaca-san. I have been sent to bring you with
me."

     "Who are you?" I questioned. "How do you know my name? And how did you
get in here?"

     "Well, I will answer your questions in reverse order. I got in through
the mirror. I know your name because you created me. And I am..."

     "Saotome Umasora" I interupted. "You can't be here. I made you..."

     Befor I could finish my interuption, I was interupted myself, via a quick
grab and lift from Uma. "You know I do not like to be called Umasora. Use that
name again, and I will hurt you. Got it?"

     I nodded yes. As her creater, I know what she can and can not do. And
this, I know that fighting her will get me into the dead book fast. Darn, I
read to much Plainscape. Well, she let me go.

     "What do you want from me?"

     "We need to go on a trip. Get dressed."

     "A trip? Whair?"

     "You will reconise most of the places I will take you to. We need your
help in solving a little problem."

     Well, after getting on my black pance, black shoes (with white socks),
white dress shirt, tie, and apron (my basic work cloting), I was ready. Uma
blinked, and sayed "Um, your wearing that?"

     "Yes. I got to go to work, you know." Besides, how would I know if this
was an halutionation or not? Then I remembered the grab. Halutionations do not
grab you and lift you up. Well, she grabed me again (this time, by my arm),
and we entered the mirror. I blacked out.

     Next thing I know, I was on a street, and Uma was waking me up. She
smiled at me, and sayed "Welcome to Juban, Teriaca-san."

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Oh, and any help with speling will be aprecated. Thanks.
Stan.