|NPP Ninja Protection Program
Author: TheFoxThatTrots PM
Why do I feel like I'm being watched, hunted down, even stalked? And what is this I hear that I belong home, the Titanium Clan? Who are these guys that are protecting me and coming out of nowhere? Something tells me that my life was meant for something, something huge. T for caution.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,843 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 12-02-12 - Published: 09-14-12 - id: 8525780
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Maxy: HERE IT IS! I'm so happy I can EXPLODE!
Me: calm your juices, profile of main character, you can skip if wanted.
Rozen Vega: A multi personality parkour loving 15 year old girl. Tends to fail at Math and Science. Tends to hang out within her group.
Personality 1) shows to people not in her group. Her face has no emotions, nor does her voice. She becomes cold, careless, and sarcastic.
Personality 2): is shown within her group and when alone. She teases a lot and hardly smiles. In place of that, she smirks at the most.
Fun Facts: She practices her parkour skills all the time.
She can do all sorts of Spanish dance moves (Bachata, etc. Even though she is not Spanish) really good, but she hates that she can.
She doesn't remember her childhood. (IMPORTANT TO STORY!)
Now, to the story.
BRING! Ah, the sound of School ending, or how I like to call it, 7 crappy hours of my life. I quickly get my stuff packed and rush out of the door. The hall was filled with screaming teens. Will my parkour skills I jump on top of the lockers and land. 5.6 points in total, 8 for completion, I kind of got the landing, but I was very sketchy. I noticed that I dropped my bag. With a grunt I looked for my backpack in the sea of humans. When I was about to grab my back, someone already did.
"Be quicker next time Rosy!" I knew it, it was Dylan, and he sounds so douche-like even saying his name. I hate it when he calls me Rosy.
"I like Rosy, maybe even Rosy-poo." He teased. I pathetically tried to grab my bag, keyword being tried. He laughed at me as he dangled it higher. I saw that my skittles had fallen out.
I quickly grab the colorful candy bag. I threw the skittles at his face. I snatched my bag, pulled up my hoodie and bolted so fast, the dash looks like my mom trying to get the cereal in the morning.
"Taste the rainbow!" I teased as I closed the door. I jumped the fence and headed home.
I examined the girl jumping the fence from my tree.
She's strong for what she looks like. She probably would be a geisha if she was older. I thought. But she can't be who I am looking for.
I wait until the coast is clear, and then I vanished with a blink of the eye.
Have you ever had the thought someone is following you? Well I have been having that sick feeling in my stomach for a while. If it turns out that I'm a player like Neku, Shiki, Beat, and Rhyme, that would be freaky.
Somewhere in Shibuya…
I was walking with Beat, Neku, and Shiki to go shopping, well I was dragging Beat and Shiki was dragging a pissed off Neku.
All of a sudden Neku sneezed, then Shiki who dropped Neku, then Beat, and then me. I could tell we were thinking the same thing.
ME NO OWN THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU OR IT'S A WONDERFUL WORLD! And back to the show.
Anyway, as I got to downtown I started blending in. Once I was near my destination I hid in the ally. I walked down series of allies until I found the door. I opened the door slowly, checking 3 times to make sure no one was around, and I ran in. I flew down the stairs and went underground. I halted at another door. I preformed the knocking sequence and pair of brown eyes was shown through the slit. The person opened the door with a few keys and let me in. The brown eyes person looked at me one last time, and those brown eyes belonged to 8 year old Happy Child, the trainee of the protection branch.
"Welcome back General of the Elites Rozen Vega." All eyes are on me, it's not all the time I come here from my main group. "What is the meaning of your uninspected arrival?" She asked.
"I request a private conversation with General of the Defense Xantiago Vasquez."
"Miss with all due respect, the General is very busy and you have not talked to him even once. Do you know that he went missing for 9 years and as now just recently came back?" Happy Child said with caution.
"Say it's an old friend."
She ushers me down the hall and to the door. I waited outside the door and listen to the conversation.
"General, someone requests a private conversation with you immediately." She said very quietly.
"Who would dare command me to do that may you provide?"
"An old friend General." He sighed at no new info.
"Go back to your post and send in this idiot."
The girl opened the down and ran down the hall. (OUTFIT ON POLYVORE!) I put my hoodie up to cover my eyes and walked in.
"So you think you can just walk in and command me to talk to you huh?" He scolded, boy when he finds out it's me he is gonna be pissed!
Just to tick him off I said "Mhm."
"Oh so you think you are so high ranking and powerful?"
I repeated what I said before.
"Get out of my face and leave the organization now!"
I jumped on his desk and let my legs hang off the side edges. I leaned closer and grabbed his bandana and pulled him to my face.
"So that's how you treat your old friend huh?" I said. He pulled off my hoodie and looked straight into my hazel eyes, or what he used to call them, storm eyes. Then he looked at my long red velvet hair.
"Holy crap," He whispered. "What the hell?! You made me get angry at you and you went along with it?!"
"Sorry." I mumbled. He picked me up and put me back on the floor. He looked around to see if anyone was around, then he hugged me.
"I missed you idiot." He said into my hair. I hate that he's a head taller than me so he can do that so easily. Oh but I wasn't done messing with him. I started sniffing him.
"Is that, the cologne I smell?" I joked; of course he didn't get it. "I believe it is called Pain in the Ass, by Xantiago Vasquez, ring a bell?" He scowled at me and rustled up my hair.
"Get out of here, your mom wants ya back home by now right?" He said. My light chuckle went to a plain face.
"Y-yeah, Bye Xantiago." He could see the difference very quickly.
"If you need to talk later, call me kay?"
"Stay a pain in the ass." And with that, I left home.