Lol. Some will become main characters later in the story, cuz their character needs time to build up. Like both Danzo and Fletch.
But not everyone can be a main character that would take wayyy too long. They can be main characters but they don't tell their perspective, like for instance nana
Naomi The glass of whatever the bartender gave me felt good. Alcohol always served as a good pick me up in the middle of the afternoon, and a good sleeping pill before bed. At least, that was what I convinced myself. "Thanks Joe" I left a $20 bill on the counter and walked out. I made my way around the corner, and came face to face with a tall swordsman. He held his long red blade on his right hand. His blue eyes stared at me with deadly intent through his swooping red hair that blew across his face. I turned to look around. "Me?" I pointed to myself. "Say your last words tattoo girl." Tattoo girl? What's up with that? I thought to myself. "Umm. Okay, last words... Umm, nice trench coat? I totally adore red." I replied. "And I'm not tattoo girl." He lifted his blade and positioned it on his shoulder. " Yes you are. You carry the symbol of the snow wolf." I narrowed my eyes. "And you are...?" I put on my shades. "Fletch" "Well Fletch, I'm afraid I am going to have to put a rain-check on our meeting." Fletch smirked "Not on my watch!" He lunged forward, both hands on his blade, ready to strike. I leapt backwards, barely escaping his blade. Fletch swiftly swung his blade from his left waist upwards to the right. "I've really got no time for this Fletch." I said and used his sword as a leverage to toss myself to the railing on the next floor. "Perhaps we'll have a fairer fight the next time we meet." I shouted from the upper level. I quickly ran, taking off my outer cotton shirt. "Damn, he sliced my favourite shirt." I cursed aloud. I slowed into a walk, and quietly made my way back to my room, locking myself in.
The Side Story Comic Relief Part 2 The Fletch and The Ninz The wind was blowing atop a hill. Fletch narrowed his eyes. He was standing before an opponent much smaller than him. She had something he wanted, something he wanted so much that he would give his life for, but she wouldn't give it to him. "You are not special Fletch. I will not yield to you." Ninz shouted across the huge grass plain. Fletch gave his fringe a flick. "I will take it from you Ninz! And you will never be the same again!" he shouted back. She was starting to get annoyed. "Show some respect you *******!" (Again, reader's discretion advised) "I am respectful! I respect the fact that I deserve it! And you can cry and moan and scream all you want and it won't work! Cuz I'll have it all to myself!" Fletch prepped his red sword, and tightened his grip on it. "I will have it." he said to himself." I will have her-" Ninz leapt at him with her blades drawn, and Fletch swung out his sword in defence. Their blades clashed, and Ninz jumped back. "I'll not let you have it!" "What Fletch wants, he gets." he smirked. Ninz was getting pissed. She again attempted to serve and attack. She threw her blade toward Fletch, and as he used his blade to guard against her attack, the threw the other blade. *imagine a time slow* The blade flew through the air with such precision and managed to cut off a lock of Fletch's beautiful red hair. "No!" he cried out "No one touches my hair and gets away with it!" "Oops." Ninz exclaimed as she started running. Fletch ran after her. "Come back here!" "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cut your precious hair!" Ninz squeaked. (If you hadn't noticed, she left her weapons at the other end of the field. FYI) "Come back here!" Fletch shouted. He chased her up and down the hill, through the valleys and round the world and back. (till they came back to the hill.) Finally, Fletch came close enough to Ninz and pounces on her. The started rolling around on the grass screaming insults at each other, and well, Ninz slapping Fletch ( to no avail.) "Urmph Hmph!" Andrieth cleared her throat. The two of them suddenly paused and turned to look at Andrieth. "Such childish behaviour from two powerful assassins? What on earth is going on?!" she exclaimed. The two immediately stood up and straightened their clothes. "Sorry Andrieth." "I don't expect to see this again, you hear?" "Yes Andrieth." Andrieth flicked her waist long hair and walked off. Suddenly Fletch shouted! "I got it Muahahahahaha!" he ran around screaming with glee as he held in his hands a small lollipop. "I finally got it! I've got Ninz's limited edition Final Fantasy Lollipop! Muahahahahaha!" "No! How'd you get that?! Give it back!" Ninz demanded. "No way! Finders keepers, losers weepers!" Fletch laughed and started unwrapping the lollipop. "Don't you dare pop that into your mouth Fletch!" Fletch taunted Ninz. He held the lollipop over his mouth. "Too late!" he said and dropped the candy into his mouth. *In slow motion* Ninz screamed: Nooooooooooooooooo! The lollipop made it's way through the air and into Fletch's.........throat! He choked. And started coughing. Ninz skipped in glee. "Hah! Now you have to give it back!" she jumped onto Fletch and stuck her hand into his mouth. She pulled out the lollipop and carefully wrapped it back into it's wrapper. Ninz gave a victorious smile and tossed her hair. "It's a limited edition. With Genesis on it's wrapper. You can't have it!" Ninz happily skipped off singing to herself, leaving Fletch on the ground still in shock at what happened. "No," he croaked. "What Fletch wants, he gets." The End.