The Chronicles Chapter 1: Ohno Satoshi
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nutty_arashiSeries Title: The Chronicles
Chapter number: 1
Chapter Title: Ohno Satoshi
Author: Biohazard Geeky Nutcrackercoolohoh
Length: Series (~600 words for this chapter)
Rating: G
Pairing: OT5
Summary: The land of Vihar has been thrown into chaos. Is there anyone with the bravery and skills to save the world?
Disclaimer and notice to all readers: This is a really long fic, over 60 chapters and I'm still maybe... halfway through the story. I'm determined to finish this series though! Each chapter is really short, typically under 500 words... So I'll try and post a chapter daily to make up for the short chapters. Don't ask me why I make each chapter so short. It just is. That's how it ends up and that'll be how I post it.
I've mentioned many JE characters in my story, but I don't actually follow any JE group besides Arashi. Please do not take offense if your favourite JE idol was OOC, unfairly represented or anything... I'm merely using their names because it makes it easier for me to write when I have a face to refer to, rather than completely making up a new character. (Not that there aren't made up characters too but... nevermind.)
Comments are most welcomed. Anything beside complain about the short chapters (see above). I hope you'll enjoy the story!
Please refer to the [Masterpost] to navigate between chapters. Joinnutty_arashi if you wish to be notified of new chapters.
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In the quiet farming village of Pranas, there lived the Ohnos. Like everyone else in the village, they were farmers. Growing simple crops such as wheat and corn for a living. Ohno Satoshi grew up an inquisitive young boy. He chased butterflies in the fields, caught beetles and fireflies, and reared crickets and spiders. When he was not out playing with the other boys in the village, he would be playing pranks on his older sister, or aggravating his mother. Being overly curious and a little defiant, as boys his age often were, he did everything his mum warned him not to do. Like the time when he stood on the chair by the dinner table, fell down, and sent the pot of hot miso soup flying, or the time when he put his hand in the small gap behind the door and got his fingers squashed so badly that his nails fell off, or the time when he cut himself with a knife. While most of the time Ohno was merely enjoying his time playing in the fields or swimming in the river and not actually causing trouble, his one too many adventures gone wrong convinced his parents to enrol him to the military academy in the nearest city as soon as he came of age.
His mother was reluctant at first. Life in the military was a harsh one after all, but his father convinced her otherwise.
"That boy needs some discipline in his life! He's only 12 but we've already lost control over him. What will we do when he's older? What if he gets into crime?"
His mom couldn't help but agree.
The young boy protested violently of course. Who would want to be separated from their parents, and be sent to undergo harsh training at a tender age of 12?
“You’re not even going to get accepted anyway!” Ohno’s mother scoffed off-handedly as she had finally given up on trying to calm the young Ohno down.
Ohno did get accepted however, despite the fact that he tried his darn hardest to fool around during the trials. The general was convinced that Ohno had the fluidity and talent to became a great fighter. However, Ohno merely thought it was bullshit and that his mother had somehow bribed the general to take him in. Nonetheless, that began Ohno’s long stint away from home.
He would wake up at 5 am daily to wash up, tidy his room, and join the other trainees - all boys around his age - in their morning exercises. After breakfast, they would have lessons until noon. After lunch it was two more hours of studying again before they had practical lessons - weaponry training, combat training, that sort of thing - and in the evenings after a light dinner they would be sent out on various chores. Scrubbing the floors, doing the laundry, tidying the library and cleaning the windows. The routine was repetitive but tiring. Harsh punishments and tiring trainings soon left Ohno far too tired to think about rebelling. He soon mellowed down and started focusing on his training.
It helped that Ohno had talent. Even though he struggled academically, he breezed through combat training. His moves were smooth and fluid, like water flowing from one stance to another. Where the rest of the boys his age were tripping over their own feet due to, at least in part, to their growth spurt, Ohno moved with the grace and poise of an experience dancer. He was nimble, and he was quick. While he lacked brute strength, he more than made up for it in speed.
By the time Ohno was 15, he was acknowledged as one of the best fighters in the academy, and allowed the option to specialize in combat training. He only had to take the bare minimum number of academic courses.
Chapter number: 1
Chapter Title: Ohno Satoshi
Author: Biohazard Geeky Nutcracker
coolohoh Length: Series (~600 words for this chapter)
Rating: G
Pairing: OT5
Summary: The land of Vihar has been thrown into chaos. Is there anyone with the bravery and skills to save the world?
Disclaimer and notice to all readers: This is a really long fic, over 60 chapters and I'm still maybe... halfway through the story. I'm determined to finish this series though! Each chapter is really short, typically under 500 words... So I'll try and post a chapter daily to make up for the short chapters. Don't ask me why I make each chapter so short. It just is. That's how it ends up and that'll be how I post it.
I've mentioned many JE characters in my story, but I don't actually follow any JE group besides Arashi. Please do not take offense if your favourite JE idol was OOC, unfairly represented or anything... I'm merely using their names because it makes it easier for me to write when I have a face to refer to, rather than completely making up a new character. (Not that there aren't made up characters too but... nevermind.)
Comments are most welcomed. Anything beside complain about the short chapters (see above). I hope you'll enjoy the story!
Please refer to the [Masterpost] to navigate between chapters. Join
nutty_arashi if you wish to be notified of new chapters.----------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the quiet farming village of Pranas, there lived the Ohnos. Like everyone else in the village, they were farmers. Growing simple crops such as wheat and corn for a living. Ohno Satoshi grew up an inquisitive young boy. He chased butterflies in the fields, caught beetles and fireflies, and reared crickets and spiders. When he was not out playing with the other boys in the village, he would be playing pranks on his older sister, or aggravating his mother. Being overly curious and a little defiant, as boys his age often were, he did everything his mum warned him not to do. Like the time when he stood on the chair by the dinner table, fell down, and sent the pot of hot miso soup flying, or the time when he put his hand in the small gap behind the door and got his fingers squashed so badly that his nails fell off, or the time when he cut himself with a knife. While most of the time Ohno was merely enjoying his time playing in the fields or swimming in the river and not actually causing trouble, his one too many adventures gone wrong convinced his parents to enrol him to the military academy in the nearest city as soon as he came of age.
His mother was reluctant at first. Life in the military was a harsh one after all, but his father convinced her otherwise.
"That boy needs some discipline in his life! He's only 12 but we've already lost control over him. What will we do when he's older? What if he gets into crime?"
His mom couldn't help but agree.
The young boy protested violently of course. Who would want to be separated from their parents, and be sent to undergo harsh training at a tender age of 12?
“You’re not even going to get accepted anyway!” Ohno’s mother scoffed off-handedly as she had finally given up on trying to calm the young Ohno down.
Ohno did get accepted however, despite the fact that he tried his darn hardest to fool around during the trials. The general was convinced that Ohno had the fluidity and talent to became a great fighter. However, Ohno merely thought it was bullshit and that his mother had somehow bribed the general to take him in. Nonetheless, that began Ohno’s long stint away from home.
He would wake up at 5 am daily to wash up, tidy his room, and join the other trainees - all boys around his age - in their morning exercises. After breakfast, they would have lessons until noon. After lunch it was two more hours of studying again before they had practical lessons - weaponry training, combat training, that sort of thing - and in the evenings after a light dinner they would be sent out on various chores. Scrubbing the floors, doing the laundry, tidying the library and cleaning the windows. The routine was repetitive but tiring. Harsh punishments and tiring trainings soon left Ohno far too tired to think about rebelling. He soon mellowed down and started focusing on his training.
It helped that Ohno had talent. Even though he struggled academically, he breezed through combat training. His moves were smooth and fluid, like water flowing from one stance to another. Where the rest of the boys his age were tripping over their own feet due to, at least in part, to their growth spurt, Ohno moved with the grace and poise of an experience dancer. He was nimble, and he was quick. While he lacked brute strength, he more than made up for it in speed.
By the time Ohno was 15, he was acknowledged as one of the best fighters in the academy, and allowed the option to specialize in combat training. He only had to take the bare minimum number of academic courses.
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Date: 2017-02-05 08:12 pm (UTC)It sounds interesting :D
And hell yeah. I really can imagin how Ohno "dances" through the academy.
See you ;-)
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Date: 2017-02-06 01:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-02-06 10:08 am (UTC)Yehaaaaa.
Rescue my day!
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Date: 2017-02-06 01:48 pm (UTC)