Mary Sue drone, Number Two! Gravi style

[saitaina]

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

A lovely Sue wankfic by the talented pre-teen, StupidPinkBaka for the Gravitation fandom. Name says it all, really.

Sait’s Note: I’m leaving the formatting as I found it.

Indescribable

Yes, this fic most certainly is.

Chapter One
First Day
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Gravitation, or profit from it in anyway.

And we thank the gods daily for this.

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Please, please don’t be the rating. PLEASE!

Story Info:
Rating: R / M

Oh dear gods no, please, NO!

Genres: Romance, Humor, Drama

Notes: Beata is a character based on me, and she has my name. She’s basically me with my attitude and personality intensified, as well as my brain.

Oh for the love of…I can’t decide weither she gets credits for admitting the fact she’s posting a masturbation fic or just grab a sharp knife…

Where the fuck are my sharp knives?

Tohma is her guardian, you shall find out later in the story why.

Because you have a thing for the Seguchi?

Eiri Yuki is her Language Arts teacher.

Because you have a thing for Eiri. And if he’s an LA teacher he would probably be Eiri Uesugi.

Tatsuha is her boyfriend.

Oh hell no! Get thy dirty mitts OFF the Tatsu-bunny.

Ryuichi is a good friend, as well as Shuichi and Hiro.

Of course they are! Wait, what about Suguru? Blatant Suguru discrimination. I hate you already…again since I hated you for the Tatsuha idea.

Hiro will not show up until at least Chapter 3 or 4. Shuichi is not a major character at this point, this might change.

We care…why? Don’t tell us, SHOW us. It’s called writing, try it some time.

There are some very emotional points, and it seems like a soap opera, at least to me, at these dramatic points, but as the story unravels, so will the truth and past of Beata Yukiko Matuski-Seguchi.

The fuck? First of all, Beata is a number, no…wait, that’s Beta. You just called yourself number two and mis-spelled it. Some Mary-Sue you are. Secondly…THE FUCK?! Why do you have three last names, dipshit?

Akiyami Akira is a character in my head, as well as Rogan Yuura and Piotrek Wgachewicz.

Schizophrenic teeny bopper freak…Sorry, just looked up her author bio, she’s twelve. Suddenly…makes a lot more sense.

Summary: The story of a teen with a troubled past, an over caring guardian (Tohma), and a loving boyfriend (Tatsuha), as well as her prick of a Language Arts teacher (Yuki). Plus other Gravi characters. OCs and OOCness.

I can’t decide if the author is serious about this story or not…

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Chapter Info:
Rating: PG-13
Summary: First day of school. New teacher, new tutor. More problems. What else to say? Read and find out.

Please don’t make me.

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Grayish teal eyes fluttered open as the dark haired teen blew on his girlfriend’s ear.

I need a barf bag, stat! And didn’t I say to keep thy mitts off of Tatsuha?

She put her hand up and rested it on his neck, pulling him closer. He smiled and gave her a kiss right under her ear. A small smile found its way onto her lips. “Tatsuha, do I have to get up?” She asked as she sat up and rubbed her eyes. It was the first day of school, and the teen did NOT want to go.

WHY is she staying at his house? Wait, Tatsuha, never mind. But still, ew.

“You know you do. And besides, cheer up. I’m in most of your classes this year, remember?” The teen said with a smile. The girl just groaned and fell back. “Besides if you don’t get up, Tohma’s gunna have your ass,”

SPELL CHECK! GOING TO. GONNA (bad usage but proper spelling). What are you, an inbred redneck?

The girl tried to kick him, but missed. “You should know that by now, Beata.

“You should know that by now, Number Two.”

I’ll see ya later, I’m hungry,” Tatsuha gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. Beata groaned and rolled over, letting one arm drop over the side of the bed. She looked through a drawer near her bed and pulled out her outfit for the day, black basketball shorts and a white t-shirt, which coincidentally was Tatsuha’s.

I sadly…cannot pick that apart. Damn.

As soon as she rolled over, her guardian came in.
“Beata! What are you doing? School starts in less than an hour!” The platinum blonde haired man scowled at the her.

Who is this and what has he done with her supposed guardian of “Tohma”. Because Seguchi Tohma, does not scowl. He smiles, he giggles, he acts like a fairy on speed, but he does not scowl (exuding the time he glared at Taki Aizawa (vol. 4) and Yuki Kitazawa (vol. 12)

And why is Tatsuha staying with her and Tohma? Tatsuha lives in Kyoto, Japan. Tohma, presumably lives in Tokyo, Japan. There is a distance between the two of at LEAST several hours.

Beata covered her head with a pillow.
“So?” Was all she said. The teen was still tired and was getting irritated by the people trying to wake her up.
“Get up and get dressed. I’m not letting you be late on the first day of school.” The blonde scolded once more. Beata just rolled her eyes.

Stupid little… Smack her, Tohma! I have a car handy…you know, just in case.

“I’m up,” She said as she sat up, “And I am dressed, just not for school.” She added.
“Get out of bed and get ready for school. Tatsuha’s in the kitchen,” He said and frowned as she started to twirl some of her with her fingers, “This isn’t a time to be playing with your hair!”
“But Tohma, I have like half an hour. I can get ready in 15 minutes, and I dun

You dun? The southern drawl is making me long for some grits…and I don’t eat grits.

eat breakfast,” The younger blonde protested and let her long, dark blonde hair out of it’s ponytail, only to put it back up.

*gags loudly*

“Get ready now!” Tohma said one final time and turned on his heel and started to walk towards the door.
“Hai, yes!

Oh fuck me! You did not…gaaahhh! I need something bigger then a knife now.

Mr. Seguchi-san, person, sir, thing!”

Holy mother of Disco Jesus. Smack her! I’m a rude, disrespectful little bitch and even I would not speak to my Japanese guardian like that.

The smartass had to say with a salute.

I have a salute for you. And ’smart ass’ is actually two words.

Tohma just rolled his eyes and kept walking.

Give me back my Tohma so I can deprogram him you brainwashing bimbo!

He closed the door behind him when he left. Beata smirked and got out of bed. She grabbed the clothes she took out before and a few other things, and headed towards the bathroom.
Tatsuha smiled as he saw his girlfriend walk into the kitchen. He noticed she was wearing his shirt. “Nice shirt,” The dark haired teen said and smiled at the blonde girl.
“Thanks,” Beata replied and ran a hand through her hair, which she decided to let down today. She had a black scrunchie on her wrist, just in case she wanted to put it up.

We care…why?

“So you’re finally out of bed, Beata?” Tohma asked as he walked to the counter and poured a mug of coffee. Beata nodded her head in a ‘No Duh’ way and ran a hand through her hair again.

First of all, no one cares about your hair, you moronic one brain celled imbecile. Secondly, quit acting like some punked up little bitch!

“Come home straight from school. I have a surprise for you,”

BAAAD thoughts.

The blonde said with a smile. Tatsuha stood up and grabbed their book bags.
“Better start going, dun wanna

Learn. English.

be late,” He said and handed Beata her bag, before he headed to the door. She took it and stood up, putting it on. “Later Tohma!” Tatsuha called from the door.
“Bye,” Beata said and hurried after him. Tohma smiled and headed back to his study to finish up some paperwork.

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It was finally the last period of school and Beata was stuck in Language Arts. Boy, was she lucky. Her teacher was the one and only Eiri Yuki. Famous romance novelist, lover of Shuichi Shindou of Bad Luck, ex-in-law of Tohma Seguchi of Nittle Grasper, also her guardian, older brother of Tatsuha Uesugi, and now teacher of her.

After all that that last bit was such a let down. And sorry, but ‘famous romance novelist’ Eiri Yuki would NOT teach Language Arts. He would spit on the idea.

Oh what joy. She’s never met the man before, but she heard people talk about him. He probably had no idea who she was.

I have no idea who you are.

“Hey Beata,” Whispered Keiko, one of Beata’s friends, “He looks a lot like Tatsuha.” She finished. Beata just shrugged. She was probably the only one that knew who she was. None of the other kids in their class actually read books.

I highly doubt that considering they are in highschool. You kind of have to read a book to pass.

“Whatever,” Beata said in a normal voice. Eiri’s head shot up from his book.
“Excuse me?” He asked. Beata leaned back and stared at the page. She all ready read the book anyway, she didn’t notice it was upside down. “Excuse me, blondie,” Eiri said.

Already.

“You’re excused,” She replied, being the only blonde in the room besides Yuki. She kept her eyes on the page as Eiri stood up.

Can I smack her, please let me smack her mommy!

“Don’t you backtalk to me,”

Back. Talk. Two words. Of course you didn’t use a spell check. You’re just too special to deal with that detail. And structurally the words should be “Don’t talke back to me,”

He said with a hint of anger in his voice.

A hint of anger is always in Eiri’s voice, this would be full on blandness.

“I just did,” Beata said, still staring at the page. She kept her face unemotionless.

Not because she was emotionless, mind you, but because she just didn’t have enough brain cells to rub together to create an expression. And Un-emotionless is not a word. That would mean she had an emotion on her face.

“Why aren’t you reading?” He asked and walked to the front of his desk. He sat down on the edge and crossed his arms.
“Because you’re talking to me,” The wiseass replied.

grrrr…and there’s a space in wise ass, dumb ass.

“Your book’s been upside down the whole time,” The novelist stated.
“And? I can read upside down,” Was Beata’s reply.
“Stop being a wiseass,” The sensei said, getting irritated.
“Why?” The teen asked. The only class Tatsuha didn’t have with her, and boy was he missing something.
“It’s going to end you up with a failing grade and a month of detention,” The blonde leaned back a bit and crossed his legs.

Oh just murder her violently and be done with it, I’ll help.

“Oh. I am so frightened by that threat. Boohoo,” She was really pushing it now. The teen leaned back in her chair and glared at Yuki.
“I would like to have a word with you after class,” Eiri said and sat back down in his chair.

Bad porn line alert.

“I would like to do a lot of things, doesn’t mean they happen,” She smirked. This was her favorite thing to do, annoy uptight people.

I would like to murder both the author and the character right now. Sadly, isn’t going to happen.

Eiri took a breath and tried to calm down.
“I’m GOING to have a word with you after school,” He corrected.
“How are you going to do that if I’m not there?” She asked.

He’ll call your mommy, er, Tohma and have him lay the Seguchi smack down on you. Frankly, I’d rather have Eiri yell at me.

Her eyes stayed glued to his. Her desk was in the front of the room, right across from the teacher’s desk, so she saw the anger in his eyes. A smirk formed on her lips.
“You will be there.”
“Says who?”

Oh THAT was a mature come back, really.

Beata asked and ran a hand through her hair. “I have somewhere else to be. Why would I be late to it because I was talking to you?” Eiri grew angrier. How dare anyone talk to him like that. He was EIRI YUKI for God sakes!
“Do you know who I am?” He asked through gritted teeth.

Okay, Eiri’s a snobby little spoiled brat but even he doesn’t pull that shit.

“Eiri Yuki. Sensei, if you don’t know who you are, I really don’t think you should be here,” Beata said and smirked, this was too much fun.
“Respect me. Students are supposed to respect their teachers and the youth is supposed to respect your elders,” He stated.
“You don’t respect your father,” The teen smiled slyly. “Maybe we should meet afterwards. I have something to tell you.”

Father, is different then teacher, a position which holds high respect in Japan. Not to mention respecting those older/wiser/whatever then you is considered a sign of class and proper etiquette, not only in Japan but also in nearly every country in the world.

When she finished the sentence, the bell rang. Everyone but Beata got up and left as fast as possible.
“You’ve got some nerve, brat,” Eiri said and started to put his things away.
“I know who you are Uesugi-san.” Beata said and smirked. Eiri raised an eyebrow and looked at her. “Brother of Mika and Tatsuha, lover of Shuichi Shindou, and ex brother in law of Tohma Seguchi, my guardian,” She finished.

Repetitive nonsense especially since most of that is publicly available considering one, two, three of those people are nationally famous.

“So your Tohma’s kid? And Tatsuha’s girl, I’ll guess.” He said and lit a cigarette.

No and no. See, Tohma has a son and Tatsuha’s in love with Ryuichi. So…nope.

“Yeah and one of Shuichi’s friends, but I guess you wouldn’t know ’cause you dun care,

DON’T, not dun!

eh?” The teen smirked and dropped her book into her bag. She zipped it up and put it on as she stood up.
“You have no respect,” Eiri said as he closed his briefcase and picked it up, “And some nerve.” Beata thought a bit and nodded her head.
“Your right. Now I have to go. Tohma wanted me home right after school,” Beata said as she headed for the door.
“Detention, tomorrow, 6 AM, this room,” Eiri said as he followed her to the door.
“Oh well. I’m sure Tohma will be pleased,”

No, Tohma’s going to kick the shit out of your rear end.

She smirked. They went their separate ways. Beata went to her locker and put some books in. She felt arms around her waist and a head on her back, assuming it was Tatsuha, she let them.

That is so mushy I want to gag myself. Tatsuha isn’t mushy, he’s more the type to shove you against the wall and see how far he can go.

When she closed her locker and the person was still on her, she turned around to find Shuichi sleeping on her, still holding on. “Shuichi!”

Why is Shuichi hugging this brainless drone instead of Eiri, who is in the same school. Honestly, if it were a choice between bimbo clone Number Two and Eiri, he’s so be hugging Eiri.

The teen said loudly and poked the pink head. Amethyst eyes fluttered open and he quickly let go.

Anime Shuichi I presume? And he’s no longer a teen, dear, he’s twenty…twenty. Possibly Twenty-one.

“Eh, sorry there Beata,” He said sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck. The teen smiled at him. “Seguchi-san told me to pick you up. Sorry I fell asleep on you…,” A nervous chuckle came from his mouth, “Long practice!” He explained and grinned.

Not that long considering he’s there when she gets out of school. Shuichi usually is at rehersal until late, around dinner time provided he doesn’t screw something up.

“It’s ok! Sorry I took so long… Guess who my new Language Arts teacher is,” Beata said. Shuichi thought a bit.
“Is it Yuki! He said he was starting a job as a teacher for some reason like expanding the youth’s minds or whatever,” Shuichi replied.

More like rotting their minds. Eiri dun…gah! Does not teach.

“Yup,” Beata said.
“Is he mean to you! Does he give you lots of homework! Does he give out detentions! And worst of all does he make you…” He gulped, “READ!” Beata just rolled her eyes.

Shuichi’s not that adverse to reading he would consider it a horrible night mare. He often reads manga (both in the anime and manga series) and other items of interest.

“Of course, not yet, all ready got one, and yup,” She replied to the questions and started down the hallway. Shuichi bounced behind her.

Part two to come when I can stop the bleeding from my poor, raped and abused eyeballs.