Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21. I only own Ayalet DeValda and Remoulous.
Stuck With You
By Red-Eyed-Raven93
Chapter I
Right Timing, Wrong Move
"Are you sure about this?" the wolf asked in an uncertain tone.
She shrugged her shoulders and looked ahead of the dark green foliage covering the way to the snow capped mountain. "I don't know," she finally admitted, "maybe I'm not."
The silver furred wolf sighed heavily. "You mean, you did not think about this, eh, Mademoiselle Ayalet DeValda?"
Ayalet hated it when her only trusted companion was asking the same old question. But still, the answer was still the same, "I guess..." she muttered. Her eyes secretly viewed the wolf that was now staring at her stupendously. "What?" she asked, quite irritated at the not-so-pleasant reaction.
The wolf could only groan and rested himself on a big branch underneath the shade of the trees on a moonlit night. "You're desperation will kill you," the wolf muttered as he closed his eyes, "Can we just find another target instead of waiting on someone who may not even appear? Anyway, you still have three more months to get all the technology in this planet."
Those words made her blood boil. She could feel her whole body flaming with that kind of response to her plan, "Of course not!" she roared, "That mecha is not definitely a natural occuring! I must have it! Can't you understand?"
"How can you even say that?" the wolf challenged as he shifted his left paw to be on top of the right one, "What if the one we saw is a natural—."
"Is there anything natural to a creature who can run as fast as 4.36 seconds in forty yards measure?" the lady snorted, "Whatever you say, I'm gonna catch that person. I'm sure he'll be the key for me to finish this stupid quest."
"Have it your way, Mademoiselle De Valda."
The lady smiled; at least she had won the argument, even just for once. She shifted again her stance and jumped on a higher bough where she could see the faint sliver moonbeams illuminate the dark green leaves. Her eyes strained further and there, she saw her prized target. The target has a midnight blue hair—almost black—, a rugged body, and a hardened face. His eyes were serious and dark as he zig-zagged through the avenue of trees towards their direction.
"Hey, Remoulous," she called down to her sleeping wolf friend, "he's coming! Man your positions! Operation Ambush is underway!"
"And what the hell is she talking about?" the wolf yawned before jumping to the tree parallel to their position.
Ayalet could see the target coming. The leaves flew away as the wind coming behind him whipped everything on his path. Her heartbeat grew faster as the quicksilver target neared ground zero. Could she catch a creature faster than she was? It would be impossible, but she had to try. She pulled out two silver, wide bangles and squatted down, leaning forward.
"Ok," she sighed, "if my calculations are correct, I'm sure that he'll pass here exactly in ten seconds!"
She gripped the bangles tighter as the ten second-estimate was drawing to a close. Her warmth suddenly left her when the wind slapped her face. The next thing she knew, the target was only a few inches past their location. Horrified at the sudden turn of events, Ayalet mustered all her strength to quickly lunge at the target before he could change his direction.
"Mademo—," she heard her wolf friend called but she ignored him completely as she caught the hem of the target's shirt. Damn, the man-made wonder was way too fast for her that she could lose her grip! But even though that was the situation, she held fast and luckily for her, she managed to wrap her arms around the target's waist and send him to the ground.
"Huff, huff," Ayalet panted as she rolled away and recovered from the impact. She knew that it would be the start of a huge fight as the target calmly stood straight, like a dignified warrior. To her wonder, he seemed like some strong being illuminated by the silver moonbeams that passed through the gaps between the shimmering ceiling of leaves. Fear suddenly crept in her system, trying to convince her that she would fail; she quickly shook off the dire feeling and tried to focus.
"This would be easy," she silently laughed to herself, "Just a little sneak attack and it's all done!"
But she was proved to be wrong.
She witnessed the fury in her target's eyes as he wheeled around and tried to thrust her with his right arm. His quick, spear-like attack dug deeply to her thin suit that it made her whole body cringe. Her knees suddenly shook that it forced her to back away and kneel down for a second. Still, Ayalet managed to grab the attacker's arm and twist it away from her direction. She heard the man grunt darkly as she threw him over her head, towards a huge tree. Ayalet thought that it would finish the struggle but the supposed mecha was agile enough to regain his balance so quickly. By his stance, she could already view the serious fierceness to take her down.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Ayalet kept her cool. "I'll tell you that—after I take you captive!" she smiled. Without another word, Ayalet lunged forward to that sturdy creature as fast as she could and smacked his temple with one of the wide bangles she held, knocking him out at last.
Not even before the captive hit the ground, the wolf rushed to catch the creature. "What did you do?" he shrieked, "You said you're going to take him captive!"
"But if it takes any more longer, I'll be damned," Ayalet reasoned, "Can't you even see that deadly look in his eyes?"
The wolf gently slid the body off his back and probed the neck with one of his paws, "Whatever you say," the wolf said while sniffing around, "But don't worry, your man is alive."
"Oh, that's a—what?" Ayalet's eyes widened, "B-but..." her voice faltered with that sudden revelation.
"He is a man—a human being, not some sort of a wonderful mechanism," the wolf confirmed in a as-a-matter-of-fact style.
"A-are you sure about that?" she stammered. Of course, she couldn't bear it if her presumption was wrong all along. It would be a huge waste of time, energy, and the worst of all, her reputation in apprasing different kinds of dwellers in the Milky Way galaxy. What would the others back home think if this error reached their ears? She didn't want to imagine the dire consequences.
The wolf smirked evilly."If you are still unconvinced, why don't you try to put your finger on his wrist to feel his pulse."
"Even our mechas has a pulse, idiot," Ayalet laughed half-confidently, trying in vain to prove her point, "If that's the case then that means—."
"That means you're downright WRONG!" the wolf roared, "Can you even remember the mission debriefing? Noone in this planet can produce an automaton that has a pulse! So please, if you still have your senses with you, make yourself realize that this bluish green planet slightly covered with that white colored vapor cannot produce such robots as ours!"
Ayalet was taken aback by the heated comment. It had been a while ever since the wolf's fiery voice had reached her very nerves. She wanted to retaliate, yet she knew that wouldn't do any good—it would just be another waste of time. And, in the back of her mind, the wolf was right after all, after she felt the faint pulse on the unconscious man's wrist.
She looked sorrowfully at the poor guy she'd just hit. His facial features were so stern, even when unconscious! But even though he looked life-threatening, she could feel some strange, noble aura around him that nullifies all fear that she thought had clouded him. Was this one of the strange mysteries that enveloped this planet?
"So," the wolf's voice trailed on, cutting her train of thought, "one casualty down. This will surely ruin career, don't you think?"
His words made her jump. "H-He's not dead, and it is all that matters!" she defended fierecely, "I'm sure he can be a useful guide for us to get started."
"I don't know, Mademoiselle," the wolf shook his head, "I don't even think he's an educated being..."
Ayalet ignored the comment and carefully slipped one of the bangles on the left wrist of the captive. She took the other one and wore it on her right wrist. "This will do, for now," she smiled as she tapped some buttons on the bangle she was wearng. Both of the bangles glowed brightly and in a matter of seconds, they adjusted to fit perfectly on their wrists.
"Magnetic cuffs," the wolf muttered, "perfect."
"Heh, you'll never know when this'll come in handy," Ayalet smiled triumphantly as she carried the man, "What the— I can't believe that he's four inches taller than I am! And darn, HE'S SO HEAVY!" she complained but still carrying the captive on her back.
"The reason why he's heavy is just because you slack off with your training," the wolf replied as if stating a general fact.
Ayalet pouted as her knees wobbled along while walking towards her ship, "But still, I managed to defeat him...," she muttered like a spoiled child.
The wolf let out an angry low growl. "If you trained harder, he wouldn't even manage to give that ugly gash on your torso."
She paused to inspect it as long as her craned neck would allow her; and truth be told, a wide, visible dent was etched deeply on her suit. "It didn't hurt that much," she said nonchalantly, trying to move normally as she walked by.
Minutes passed and they soon found their way back to their ship. It was cleverly concealed by her own, improvised, stealth device. She grinned as she witnessed that it was almost invisible even though it was parked in the middle of a wide meadow, under the full light of the moon. When they were near, Ayalet halted as she scrounged up for the keys to open the door. But as she was searching for the elusive key, her shoulders suddenly got weak and the man she was carrying slid off.
BANG!
The lady suddenly rushed to the poor man's side and saw a small lump on his forehead. "Oops," she said while trying not to grin. But when she looked up, Ayalet witnessed the flaming eyes of her companion, "Hey, I didn't do it on purpose! It's not like I'm trying to get him for that single, internal organs-wrecking attack!"
Before the enraged-looking wolf could do anything, they heard voices—human voices—near their location. Fearing that somebody would find out what just happened, the two retreated back to the woods, only near enough to hear the voices of the newcomers.
"Oi, Shin, where are you?" a male voice called out.
"Shin, it's getting late, we better go back!" a female voice chirped, "Takami-san, do you think something happened to Shin-san?"
"Let's hope not, Wakana," another deep male voice replie, "They say that wild boars and bears roam around the place—."
"Yeeek! Don't scare me like that!"
"BWAHAHAHA! Why are you so concerned with Shin? He's just probably training happily up until now!"
Ayalet listened to the strange conversation keenly, "And who the heck is Shin?" she asked out loud. She stealthily moved out of her hiding place to the treetops and saw four Earth-dwellers clad in white shirt with a blue cross drawn on one side. She couldn't see it well but the vision was enough to tell her that it was safe to go back to their ship. She slid down silently and knelt beside the unconscious man.
"Is he okay?" she asked.
"Well," the wolf said, "I guess he is now in a pretty good shape—thanks to you."
"I said I was sorry!"
A/N: Ahoy there! I've never thought I'll be making a comeback to . I'm just a bit busy with my only story in Fictionpress that I've completely ignored my projects here! But after getting inspired by reading a ShinOC fanfic, I decided to do one too! (LOL!) I'm trying to make this one look like a romance story with a pinch of humor on the side. And right, you've guessed it (if you are guessing), it has something to do with Seijuro Shin's prowess in technology! And also, if you have noticed, I kinda related the conversation on the last part to the scene in Mt. Fuji in the anime of ES21. But it won't follow the normal course of the story of ES21.
So there, review please. I know that my writing isn't perfect. Feel free to point out mistakes and such. And also, as a bonus, I'll make a drawing of Ayalet! I'll probably show it on the next chapter.
Bye, and see ya!