1. Chapter 1 (1/2)
chapter one: mirror image
by:slash fanatic
warnings: drinking, cross-over fic, wip, au, citrus, and will be yaoi eventually. male/male slash!
a/n: this story is alternate universeand is a cross-over and is crack-fic! keep that in mind. the wings of the heart stay because i say so! p please read this author note and the warnings before you read. thank you.
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"today, is a perfect day for fishing," gibari said to himself, grinning widely. he had just woken up and taken a glimpse of the nice, sunny weather outside his window. the sun, just rising over the horizon, was truly a sight to see; diadem's trademark pinkish clouds made the sky look like pillows of cotton candy amongst a
ight yellow gum drop.
after stretching the stiffness out of himself, gibari got out of bed. he was practically naked; all he wore when he slept at night were just boxers. his many colorful necklaces and other accessories were laid out on a dresser nearby.
the man of the sky made his way to his washroom and stood before the sink. his hair was all over the place! the man chuckled at the state of his hair. he'll fix it in a minute. first, he
ushed his teeth and then washed his face. then he fetched his bandana (the one with the loop rings attached to it) and secured it on his head, fitting the rings over his ears so they staid in place. finally, he fixed his hair by running gelled fingers here and there till the tips of his green highlighted hair looked like they were clumps of wavy seaweed.
grinning a satisfied smile, gibari went to the main room to get dressed.
he put on his good ol'fisherman trousers; they were worn and torn, but they got the job done. next, he picked up the elaborate necklace that he used in conjunction with his yellow cloth that he used as a belt. he first put the
own necklace part over his head till it covered his chest, then tied the ends of the cloth into a tight knot on the v of his shoulder blades, then stretched it over him; going under his arms till the fa
ic crossed each other at the small of his lower back. finally, he wrapped it firmly around his waist a couple of times and tied it off into a bow at his belly button.
turning his head sideways, gibari looked out his window to see if reblys had made it out to the docks yet. the two fishermen competed at everything, which included who got to their boat first after sunrise. he didn't see him.
gibari looked for his sandals, slipped them on, and then exited his home.
narshira was now the largest port on earth and gibari was one of the best fisherman out there. more buildings and docks were constructed to accommodate the increase in population. it was still a peaceful town though, with more people in it trying to make an honest living off of seafaring. diadem was fortunate to be the closest whale near the newly returned ocean.
gibari walked the path to the harbor, greeting various people with good mornings as he went along. when he reached his boat, he was happy to see that reblys was nowhere in sight.
"heh heh. looks like i win today," the man chuckled to himself. he prepared his boat for departure. when he was ready, he set sail.
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"phew! this may be my biggest catch of a lifetime. funny that i didn't have much competition out there though. guess reblys went to the old river again." the
unette strapped up his bounty of sea
eam. his seller would handle his catch from here, gibari just caught the fish nowadays and kept some fish for himself if he wanted.
gibari rubbed his left arm/shoulder, it was bothering him a bit, as he made his way back home. he was just going down the main street of nashira when he overheard some people talking.
"did you see that new stranger. talk about freaky! the resemblance is scary…"
"tell me about it. i wonder what his story is. it can't be good if he's drinking so much like that…"
the two young ladies kept gossiping to each other as the rounded a corner, not paying attention to anything else but themselves.
"hmmm…wonder who they're talkin about? guess i'll check this guy out before i go home," gibari said, interested in this stranger. he liked meeting new people.
there was only one place to drink in this town, and that was at anna's bar. as he made his way there, gibari got strange looks and whispered gossip himself. now he was really curious as to what was going on.
he soon entered the bar and took a look around for someone out of place. it didn't take long to find who he was looking for, and the sight startled him.
there was a guy in the corner, drinking by himself, that looked exactly like gibari. well, not exactly, but the similarity was uncanny and unnerving.
the stranger was young, he looked like he was in his early twenties. his hair was thick and could be described as gravity-defying; it was orange-red with a biggest cowlick in the center that was surrounded by spikes, resembling a crown in a way. his blue bandana helped to support his radical hairstyle, no doubt. even his attire resembled gibari's somewhat, except it appeared to be some sort of uniform.
gibari walked further inside and began to approach the man, filled internally with questions as to why he looked so much like him and who he was and what
ought him here and whatnot.
"hey guy…" gibari began to say as he stood beside the man, but he stopped in mid-sentence when he realized that the man looked utterly miserable.
…he's drinking his sorrows away...
the foreigner looked up at gibari with sad and slightly irritated eyes. "so i you're /i da one everyone keeps yappin about that i look like when they're i not /i tellin me ta get out of town…look…i'm not in da'best of moods right now so if you don't mind, i wanna be by myself," he said, turning his attention back to his mug. he put it to his lips and began to drink again.
"oh…sorry for-"
"i see the two look-alikes have finally met."
gibari turned to see reblys standing at the entrance. "crap. this isn't gonna be good," he thought, folding his arms as he waited for reblys to come over and rant about something. he knew the guy all too well.
sure enough, reblys came over to the table, followed by some fellow fishermen.
"you don't belong here. you should leave this town at once, before we throw you out. right boys?" the gray haired man glanced back at his followers; the group conveyed a menacing nature, but the gibari-look-alike didn't pay them any attention.
"now, now reblys. what beef do ya have against this guy, anyway? not that superstitious nonsense again?" gibari, like everyone else in nashira, knew of the fishermen fallacy of strangers being an ill omen for seafaring. gibari never took any of that stuff seriously though.
"you didn't see what we saw, gibari. he fell from a hole in the sky into the celestial river this morning as we were fishing. we thought he had died…it turns out he can
eathe underwater like some sort of creature from the sea! he's from a different dimension or even a different world from our own. he should go back from wherever he came from, or we'll do something about you," the man threatened.
the redhead stood up and turned to reblys, getting directly in his face. reblys gulped, the stranger was much taller than him.
"listen,
uddah. i haven't done nothin ta nobody, ya? you 'n' ya lot have been buggin me all day, 'n' i'm getting real sick of it real fast. lay offa me or i'll be forced ta do somethin about you ." the liquor made his accent even thicker as he spoke.
"you…!" reblys panicked, turning to his men for support. "c'mon, boys. let's show this guy the exit."
"don't go thinkin that i'm just gonna stand here and let ya do whatever you want to this guy, reblys" gibari quickly stepped between both parties. "i won't hesitate to bust some heads if i have to, and tough odds make it all the more fun!" he said, stretching out his arm and warming it up (it was something he did to intimidate idiots for the most part, but he still meant business).
some of reblys' men backed up, not willing to fight the stranger and gibari.
"humph. fine. i know this guy will be some trouble in the future. guess you'll have to deal with it and see for yourself, like always, right gibari?"
gibari didn't reply.
"c'mon boys. let's go." the troublemakers left the pub. shortly after, the piano player started his music once again and everyone else in the bar stopped listening/looking at the commotion and went about their own business.
anna, the bartender and owner of the establishment, had been watching the men bicker the whole time from behind the counter (in case she needed to
eak up a fight, but she knew gibari would handle things).
she approached the two gentlemen.
"well ain't that the good ol'reblys we know and love, right gibari?" anna placed her hands on her hip as she shook her head. she then looked at the stranger.
"sorry about that, wakka. reblys and the older fishermen crowd are highly superstitious. they don't take kindly to strangers; they think they're bad luck," the woman apologized.
"they're lucky that this guy stepped in front of me," wakka nodded his head sideways to gibari, "or things coulda gotten ugly real fast. thanks
uddah."
"no problem," gibari smiled.
"n'thanks for the drinks, anna. i dunno how i'll repay yah. i have no gil, er'ah, i don't have any money on me." wakka rubbed the back of his neck.