A/N: Disclaimer. All characters from Kill la Kill, Kill la Kill (キルラキル), and any other relative material originating from the Kill la Kill franchise, are the sole property of Studio Trigger. Any relative material originating from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann are the sole property of Studio Gainax. This fictional, digital-based novel ("Fan Fiction"), was written for entertainment/comedic purposes only. The only thing I claim is this story which you are about to read.
This is the tale of a woman who has yet to realize her destiny.
The young woman grasped the immense spike impaling her abdomen, pulling it in closer with ferocity, a fire in her eyes.
"You're the one who's finished!" Pulling the spike deeper, with a scolding look of determination towards her attacker.
The older woman's eyes widened, taken aback, "What?"
"Did you forget?" A blood red aura begins surrounding the young woman. "The closer I come to dying, the stronger I bounce back!"
The older woman grunted, "You… you took the brunt of my attack?!" Her hands begin shaking in disbelief.
"Yup! I gritted my teeth and took it as a dose of tough love from mom!" the aura intensifies. "And I will until Senketsu and I max out our growth!"
"Perhaps, but Life Fibers cannot injure me!"
"Even if I absorb that Absolute Submission field!?"
The strange red aura begins swirling from the older woman, as if her life was being drained by the younger. The outfit of the older woman, her Kamui, was beginning to dissolve among the red vortex.
"Impossible…" She formed a look of desperation, frantic to stop whatever was happening. She could feel her power begin to wane, slowly getting weaker and weaker.
"Dad's ultimate weapon wasn't some stupid ass Scissor Blade!" the body of the younger begins to heal rapidly, the glow of her own personal aura getting brighter. She put on a crooked smile, "It was me and Senketsu! It's the infinite absorption ability he gave us!"
The red vortex begins swirling madly, viciously draining what's left of the Kamui abomination.
The younger woman's own Kamui, her best friend and partner in combat, released a satisfied hum of approval.
"I realized it during our battle with Shinra-Koketsu. The way I absorb Life Fibers was to nourish my power." His 'eyes' widened in confidence, "I am evolving! I have free will and can make myself understood by humans!"
"True, we're neither human nor clothing!"
"But at the same time, we are both human and clothing"
Together they shouted as if it was a war cry, "We are everything!"
The older woman scoffed, quickly burning with rage, hearing enough of their drivel. "What's this nonsensical garbage you're spouting!?"
"Nonsense is how we roll!"
The spiraling vortex completely consumes the evil Kamui, Shinra-Koketsu, collapsing on the defeated woman, the defeated Ragyo Kiryuuin. With a pulse of brilliant white light, the younger woman and her Kamui, her friend, take it all in, absorbing whatever Senketsu can pull out of the vortex, consuming it whole.
This woman, Ryuko Matoi, flashes away to Ragyo's REVOCS Satellite array, grabbing hold of the transmission mast as if it were a microphone.
She takes a deep breath, preparing the words that will end the plans set in motion by her sadistic mother.
"Listen up, all you Life Fibers! People are people, and clothes are clothes! Turn all humans back into people!"
Silence. Utter silence for what seems like eternity, but Ryuko remained where she was, unwavering.
Suddenly, with a small twinkle from the surface of the Cocoon Sphere, the Life Fiber mesh begins to collapse. The pods that were once humans began their descent to their original locations on the surface, soon to be released by their Life Fiber coffins.
Ryuko breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"It's done."
"Not quite, Ryuko. Your mother."
"Right."
Ryuko drifted away from the now obsolete satellite, floating towards her mother. Senketsu had reverted back to his Synchronized form, but Ryuko kept an alluring aura around her.
She floated a short distance from Ragyo, maintaining a stern look. Her mother had quite the opposite look on her. She almost looked sad more than angry, as if she had lost something precious.
"Impossible…" She finally let out a heavy sigh. "This can't be happening. Everything is turning to nothing."
Ryuko sighed once more, "That's right, Mother. The Earth will never be a Cocoon Sphere now." Ryuko put on a pleading look, "Come back peacefully to Earth."
Ragyo grinned. "Pathetic."
With painless precision, Ragyo plunged her hand into her own chest, gripping and ripping out her own Life Fiber infused heart. She held it, almost proudly, in Ryuko's direction. "I will decide how I die! I will carry out your words first!"
"No!" Ryuko reached out, fruitlessly. Damnit.
"Ryuko, this is not the end. Life Fibers are continuing their advance across the cosmos." Ragyo clutched her still beating heart tighter. "More will come, of that you can be sure."
Ryuko put her confident face back on, "Even if they do, people will go on being people. Of that, you can be sure."
Ragyo, Mother of Satsuki Kiryuuin and Ryuko Matoi, harbinger of the Primordial Life Fiber, gave one final, wicked grin before she finally crushed her wicked heart into a spatter of blood.
Shortly after, her body simply evaporated into a cloud of dispersing Life Fibers.
"Let's go home, Ryuko." His voice sounded labored.
"What's wrong, Senketsu?" She glanced around her body, noticed what appeared to be blood colored slime dripping from her Kamui.
"Shinra-Koketsu's power seems to be greater than I thought."
Ryuko started to panic, "Wait, are you-"
Before she could finish, Senketsu forced them both into a nosedive through the atmosphere, removing himself from Ryuko's body. "Hurry! There's not much time!"
As they began their re-entry, Senketsu shielded Ryuko from the intense heat, beginning to burn himself.
"Senketsu, don't do anything crazy!" She clutched him tightly as they fell, eyes beginning to tear up.
"Coming from you, who has done nothing but? Even so, this is fine." He could hear Ryuko beginning to cry. "I am sure your father is satisfied. I had a wonderful time, meeting you."
She couldn't hold it back any longer. "Idiot! Stop sounding like you're wrapping things up!" Tears were now flowing from her eyes, flying away from them as they burned through the atmosphere to the surface. Senketsu was losing more and more of his body at a faster rate now.
"Don't cry, Ryuko. The time comes when a girl outgrows her sailor uniform. From now on, wear whatever you want. Clothing that is much cuter than I." There was very little left of his body now.
"You got it…" this young girl was on the brink. Coming to terms with her impending loss. "I'll do that."
As the fire began to dissipate, the last remaining piece of Senketsu was his left eye. Just before it burned away into nothing, Ryuko put out the last thing her best friend would ever hear again.
"I'll wear clothes that'll make you jealous!" More tears flooded her vision.
And finally, with the flames dispersing, Senketsu's last piece vanished with the remaining embers.
"SENKETSU!" Ryuko shot straight up in her bed, sweating profusely, breathing like mad. She held herself tightly. Panic attack, panic attack, panic attack. Calm down, Ryuko, calm the fuck down. She was shivering. Ryuko opened her eyes slowly to observe her surroundings, slowly letting out a stuttering sigh of relief. She was still in her bedroom. I'm in my room. I'm fine. Everything is fine. Just having that dream again.
She has this dream often. Perhaps 2 or 3 times a week. And it always ends the same. She wakes up in a sweaty, screaming, shaking panic. Always screaming his name. And it always results in someone coming into her room to comfort her back to sleep.
Ryuko slowed her breathing to a manageable level, slowly lowering her arms back to her sides. She sat there in silence until her bedroom door opened. Right on time, huh? She looked over to her regular visitor, feeling a smile creep on her face.
"Are you okay?" She stood in the doorway, smiling, waiting.
"Y-yeah. That dream again."
"Okay Ryuko, I understand." She approached her bedside, taking a seat on the edge, keeping her eye contact with Ryuko, wrapping one arm around her gently. "We'll bring him back. Someday. It's not impossible. Just hang in there, goofball."
Ryuko's smile widened, "Just shut up and cuddle me to sleep." she quickly wrapped her arms around her neck, bringing their faces close together, bringing her lips into hers. As they shared this kiss, they both laid down in the bed, moving their bodies closer. Ryuko tangled her legs around hers, breaking the kiss and burying her head under her chin.
It wasn't long before sleep once again claimed her.
9 months earlier, approximately 7 days since the Cocoon Sphere event.
The rapid flashes of many cameras were going off.
A woman. A podium. Many microphones. A stern look on her face.
"As a result of recent events caused by Ragyo Kiryuuin and her crusade against humanity, I will be making many swift changes to everything she left behind. I will undo the damage she has done to not only myself, but my family, the great nation of Japan, and the rest of the human race."
The crowd responded with many more camera flashes.
A hand raised.
"Yes, go ahead."
"Ms. Kiryuuin, how exactly do you plan on reversing or mending the severe side effects of Ragyo's actions?"
Satsuki cleared her throat. "I will take whatever personal assets she left behind to take care of me and what is left of my family. However, all Corporation assets belonging to REVOCS will be divided and sold no later than two weeks from today, effectively dissolving the corporation in its entirety. The remaining students from Honnouji Academy will be graduated one week from today, aswell. They will freely be able to move on with their respective lives."
"What will be done about the Life Fibers?"
Already she was getting annoyed. She knew well enough that she would be the only one left to undo what was done. Her younger sister was in no condition to be dealing with the press. It seemed press conferences were always the preferred method of the public at doing such things. "All Life Fiber production at REVOCS will be halted, and related research teams belonging to the corporation will be disbanded. Furthermore, as I believe that this event will go down in history for many generations, regardless of what I do, Honnouji Academy, within one month from today, will be renovated and converted into a museum to commemorate the great sacrifices we endured to put this global catastrophe to an end."
A plethora of camera flashes this time. She was already used to the blinding flashes, so much so that she didn't even blink from reflex anymore. I hate the press.
"What of Ryuko Matoi? Is it true she is a Life Fiber infused human? Does she pose a threat to us?" A lot of commotion began to stir at that question. The crowd grew immediately eager for a response. Figures.
Satsuki took a deep breath, releasing a sigh of annoyance. "Ryuko Matoi poses no threat to anyone. She fights for humanity, against Life Fibers. She had no choice in the matter of being infused with them."
"What if she loses control?"
"What if she betrays us?"
"How are you sure she's an ally?"
What more do you want from me, you peasants.
Satsuki felt a slight rush of anger building up. Regaining her composure, she decided to be swift and assertive in hopes of getting them on her side. "Ryuko, my younger sister, risked everything she had, everything we had, in saving every last human being affected by the COVERS and the Cocoon Sphere. She is just as human as any of you. The only difference is, she saved the world."
The crowd broke out in a loud rumble of words, making immense noise that only irritated her further. Idiots.
Just as she was about to continue speaking, one sentence among the roaring crowd caught her off guard, striking a nerve instantly.
"She's a monster!"
How dare you, peasant.
Before words could form on her lips, a man next to her ripped a microphone off the podium and silenced the crowd by making it blare with feedback. He brought it up to his lips and firmly spoke with vigor.
"She saved you, all of you! She saved your son, your daughter, your wife, your husband, everyone you know and love! She has never killed a single human being, only defeated the greatest threat known to man to this day! I fought by her side, I saw the compassion in her eyes when she went toe to toe with that abomination, Ragyo." The crowd stayed quiet.
"None of you assholes saw what we saw. Did the things we did. What we had to do. We lost friends and family alike to Ragyo during our battle. Ryuko saved all of your ungrateful asses. You should be thanking her, not spouting that petty crap about 'monster this, monster that.' You have no idea."
He passed the microphone back to Satsuki, leaning in to whisper.
"These clowns will never understand what we went through, Satsuki. Let's just move on." Satsuki sighed, nodding her agreement and taking the microphone to her lips.
"This press conference is over. No further questions." Cameras go wild along with the crowd, demanding more talk, more action. Satsuki and her followers simply walk away, leaving the press to their own devices.
"Thank you for that, Aikuro. But it was very bold, if not a bit hasty." Satsuki sipped her tea, sitting across from Aikuro Mikisugi in the back of her limousine.
"If you ask me, it was necessary. The very idea of Ryuko being considered a monster makes even my blood boil."
"Indeed it does, to me as well. How are things going with what's left of Nudist Beach?"
Aikuro crossed his arms, humming shortly. "Well, our military operations were put completely on hold. Everything has been moved to Life Fiber research. Resources are a bit limited but we're pulling through just fine."
"Excellent. Thank you. As far as resources go, I can always get the teams from REVOCS and transfer them to you, along with their equipment." Another sip of her tea.
"Yes, and I can gather up the remainder of the Academy sewing club as well to offer assistance to Nudist Beach." Iori shifted his glasses back upwards as he spoke. "Most of our equipment was saved and is ready for use, after the transfer of course."
"Thank you Satsuki, Iori. It means a lot and it will help us greatly."
"Good. Now to address the real issue." Satsuki cleared her throat, turning her head towards a bright head of pink hair. Nonon saw this and nodded.
"Right, Ryuko. She needs help, and I mean a lot of help. The transfer student has been sitting in a rough patch lately with her losing her outfit and all. He meant a lot to her, and seeing her in the state that she's in honestly worries me. And there's no telling what effect it has on Lady Satsuki."
Nonon shifted some papers in her lap, stopping to look up at Mikisugi. "This is the psych evaluation on Ryuko, taken about 3 days ago." She hands him the slim stack of papers, which Aikuro begins scanning with his eyes. "It took quite a bit of pushing and shoving to convince her lazy ass to take it, but hopefully this will help in getting her back in her usual spirits." Satsuki shot her a look, which Nonon formed a sly grin to.
Aikuro mulled over the papers for a little while, mostly focused on one acronym in particular: PTSD. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I'm honestly not surprised.
Satsuki cleared her throat, "I know something catches your eye specifically, Aikuro."
Aikuro looked up at Satsuki, passing the papers back to Nonon. "Yes, and it honestly makes sense, Satsuki. She's still a young girl, easy to mold. It's no wonder the loss of Senketsu has put her on edge." Aikuro put on a sad, concerning look. "Is she going to be put on any sort of medication?"
"As of right now, no. I decided that the best way for her to recover is via natural means."
Soroi came on over the limousine's backseat intercom, "We will be arriving shortly, milady."
Aikuro leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and letting out a sigh, "And where do I come in?"
Satsuki smiled, "I need you to convince her to come live with me. I would do it myself, but I unfortunately cannot leave this area for some time. I still need to dissolve this whole mess before it blows up in our faces, so to speak."
The former teacher looked out the window, pondering. "And if she won't listen to me?"
"She will. She trusts you."
Aikuro grew frustrated, realizing something important, "So you want to take her away from Mako? You know well enough Mankanshoku can brighten her day better than any of us."
Satsuki frowned. Nonon nudged her arm, "Lady Satsuki, if I may, creeper teach over here does have a point."
"I am aware of that, however, I have already talked to the Mankanshoku family. They agreed that Ryuko needed a, quote, 'strong older sister figure'. I offered them a new home not far from my estate, and they accepted. I only asked that they keep it hidden from Ryuko until Mr. Mikisugi's visit."
"Makes sense." Mikisugi relaxed a bit. I know there's more to this than what she's telling me. He looked towards the long-quiet Iori, seeing the pondering look on his face.
"Iori, you've been quiet. Something on your mind?" Snapping Iori out of his trance, Aikuro gave him a calm, reassuring look.
"Yes, actually. I've been going over my Life Fiber research. I've made some," he pushed his glasses back up his nose, "...interesting theories. Lady Satsuki, Mr. Mikisugi, I will need to speak to you in private this evening in my lab, if time permits."
Satsuki smiled, "Of course, Iori. Will you join us, Aikuro? This may be very important. You're welcome to join us as well, Jakuzure."
"Sweet. Science-y shit."
"Yeah, I'll be there, Iori. I have no doubt this is important news."
"Excellent. I'm sure you both will be happy to hear it."
The intercom spoke once more, "Milady, we have arrived." Feeling the car come to a stop, she could see the doors to her estate just outside the car window, still brightly lit by the sun's light. Checking her watch, it was only a quarter past 2 PM.
Soroi came around the car, opening the door for his passengers and giving a polite bow as they exited. Satsuki was the last to leave the vehicle, stopping in front of Soroi and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Soroi. You are relieved of your duties for the day." She smiled and brought her arm back to her side, giving a slight bow to Soroi.
"You have a wonderful day, milady." He returned the bow, getting up to turn around and take his leave.
Satsuki turned back towards the rest of her group, a confident smile spreading wide. "Alright then, let's get to work."
In unison, everyone replied. "Right."
Somewhere near Saitama, several hours later.
She let out a cloud of smoke from her lips, staring up at the night sky while sitting on the roof of her new home. She wasn't old enough to smoke, legally, she knew that. But it helped her relax. Besides, she only had Mako's father, Barazo, buy them for her with her own money. Not that it mattered much, anyway. She's turning 18 in 2 months. She pulled another drag of her cigarette, knowing this one was almost to the filter. After letting out another puff of smoke, she put out what little was left on the roof tiles, flicking away the leftover butt.
I hope Satsuki is handling everything well.
Her thoughts drifted to today's press conference, having watched it with Mako and her family. Nobody was surprised to see all this publicity, except maybe Mako; everything excites her in some way or another.
When Ryuko had defeated Ragyo, returning all of mankind to normal, everyone who was originally consumed by the Cocoon Sphere remained conscious during the experience. Of course, a global outcry very quickly developed. The whole world screamed for answers. It was soon revealed that the Japan-HQ'd REVOCS Corporation was responsible for the strange, almost catastrophic phenomena. Many countries, namely the United States and Germany, put much pressure on the government of Japan, demanding REVOCS make amends or be put out of its misery.
Since Satsuki was the only next of kin within legal age, she automatically assumed responsibilities. She took down the REVOCS banner and promised for the latter option; the complete division and dissolving of the REVOCS assets. Of course, the United States demanded harsh action against Satsuki, but Japan's Prime Minister protected her. He released a statement 2 days after Ragyo's defeat, saying that Satsuki can take no responsibility for her mother's actions, even insisted that she was a slave to her mother's will for most of her life. The U.S. is still adamant on their opinion, but is beginning to back away, leaving Prime Minister Shinzō Abe to deal with Satsuki.
However, once PM Abe inevitably found out about Nudist Beach, he immediately demanded all the information they had on Life Fibers. Rumor has it, Aikuro Mikisugi willingly accepted, and Nudist Beach may even begin working in tandem with the Japanese government. However, 'official' reports say that Nudist Beach was ordered to dismantle itself.
I wonder how long it'll take before everyone wants my head on a silver platter.
Ryuko let out a sigh, standing up and jumping off the roof. She lived in a two story house just north of Saitama. For any normal human, jumping two stories was generally pretty dangerous, leading to bones breaking or even death if something were to go wrong. But with Ryuko's unique body, landing for her was relatively painless.
She stood up, feeling her knees cracks smoothly. Oh hell yeah, that felt good. She turned towards the door, twisting the handle and heading inside. Her new home was still sparsely furnished, as the Mankanshoku family never really had a lot of furniture to begin with. They had only moved in a few days after the Honnouji Academy incident. The living room was quite large for them, yet only having two futons, an end table, and a TV. The TV sat in the corner closest to the front door, with the futons arranged in the center of the room, both facing towards the corner with the TV. As far as Ryuko knew right now, everyone else had gone to bed, even Mako.
Ryuko headed towards one of the futons, not even noticing the strange man against the wall.
The man cleared his throat. "Good evening, Ms. Matoi."
The sudden voice of the man made Ryuko jump, facing the source and assuming a fighting stance. "What the hell, man? Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my home?!"
"Relax, I mean you no harm." The man slowly approached Ryuko, stopping just out of arm's reach. He gave her a long bow and spoke calmly, "I am Japan's Prime Minister, Shinzō Abe. I apologize for giving you a fright." He rose from his bow, extending his hand with a smile, for Ryuko to shake.
Ryuko relaxed her stance, nervously grabbing the man's hand, shaking it slowly. "Uhh, Mr. Prime Minister, sir, it's alright, really." They broke the handshake. Ryuko's body began shaking a bit. Why the hell is the Prime Minister of Japan in my house?!
Ryuko had a sudden epiphany of rudeness. "Please sir, have a seat. Would you like some tea or coffee? Maybe something to snack on?" She raced to the kitchen, grabbing tea cups and a pot.
Abe laughed, taking a seat on a futon. "No thank you, I am fine. Please, come sit with me. We have much to discuss." With that, Ryuko left the pot and cups on the counter, racing back to the opposite futon and politely taking a seat. "Yes sir!"
Ryuko crossed her legs, placing her hands in her lap and straightening her back. Again, Abe gave another short laugh and smiled at her. "Please, Ms. Matoi. Relax. May I call you Ryuko?"
She relaxed, but only slightly, still a bit nervous. "Of course, Mr. Prime Minister."
"Please, call me Mr. Abe."
Her eyes widened a bit, "Yes, Mr. Abe."
Abe looked towards the window, keeping a kind smile on his face as he started to initiate a friendly conversation. "As for why I'm here, Ryuko, I'm assuming you saw the press conference today with your sister and Mr. Mikisugi, yes?"
"Y-yes, Mr. Abe." She forced herself to sit back a bit, trying to control her shaking.
"Do not worry. I support Satsuki completely. I am no fool, nor am I blind. I know well enough that your sister can take no blame for the actions of your late mother."
She looked down at her lap, blushing slightly, "Oh, um, thank you sir. It's good to hear that someone as important as yourself can see the truth about this whole fu- erm, messed up, situation."
"My only intention is to provide your family with as much comfort as possible. But I must be honest. The top officials of the United States government want your head." Ryuko stiffened, gripping the legs of her pajamas tightly. "But don't worry. In times of crisis, somebody is always placing blame on someone, asking for more bloodshed. It's human nature. It is understandable. As you and your friends were trying to overthrow a global tyranny, everyone else, including myself, were brainwashed into being totally oblivious to it all. When the Cocoon Sphere event occurred, it took everyone on the planet by surprise," He looked back towards Ryuko, keeping a reassuring smile. "but once it subsided, even I was quick to demand answers. I was very close myself to foolishly accusing you and your sister of nearly wiping out mankind. But I met Mr. Mikisugi, and I heard him out."
Ryuko shifted through several different emotions, eventually feeling relieved at his last comment. "He told me everything he knew. About Life Fibers, Nudist Beach, Ragyo's plans, everything. Even what he knew about you and your… Kamui, was it? Senketsu?"
"Yes sir, believe it or not he was… very close to me. He had a mind of his own, free will. Him and I were one and the same." She made eye contact with him, however maintaining a nervous face.
His smile brightened, "I understand, Ryuko. You lost a dear friend defending what you love. Your friends, your new family. That's how I know you're not the enemy. You love this world enough to save all of it, even if it meant defeating your mother to preserve it all."
You're Goddamn right.
"And for that, I thank you."
Ryuko smiled, her cheeks reddening.
"However," Abe frowned slightly, "there's still something important to discuss. Some of the things I will say might hurt or worry you. Are you prepared to listen, Ryuko? We can drop any formalities and talk freely, as friends. Is that okay?"
Ryuko looked down at her lap and slowly took a deep breath. When she exhaled and steadied her heartbeat, she looked back up at him with a confident look on her face. "Yes, I'm good."
"Good."
Abe cleared his throat.
"Shortly after that press conference, I met your sister at her estate. Mr. Mikisugi, Ms. Jakuzure, and Mr. Iori were with her. After introducing myself, we talked over some tea, which her servant, Mr. Soroi, so kindly left for us in a pot, still fresh. Marvelous tea, that man makes. Anyway, she told me what she wanted to do about you."
"Me? What do you mean?"
"She showed me the results of your psychiatric evaluation. She admitted that you never got to see the results, and asked that I keep it confidential, that Satsuki would like to tell you herself. I hope you understand that I am going to respect her wishes." Ryuko nodded. "She then admitted to me that she insists that you lived with her, in her estate. Before you object, she promised me a new home for the Mankanshoku family as well, very close to her mansion. She knows very well how important Ms. Mako is to you.
"At first I wanted to object, feeling as though you just needed to stay as far away as possible from anything that would remind you of your struggles and your loss. But Mikisugi made a fine point. He told me that Satsuki would use every resource in her hands to make sure you lived a normal, happy life. As her younger sister. She desires, very deeply, to be that older sister you never had. On the same table, she also deeply desires to have that younger sister back, the one she thought she lost all those years ago." He cleared his throat, a bit hoarse. "Ryuko, I'm sorry, but could you get me a glass of water, please?"
Ryuko stood straight up, walking briskly towards the kitchen. "Of course, sir. Would you like lemon in it or no?" She got a cup and began filling it with water.
"Actually, yes please. That sounds delightful, thank you."
A short moment passed and Ryuko returned, holding a glass full of water with a slice of lemon floating in it. She handed the glass to Abe, who bowed his head in thanks, accepting the glass and taking a sip. Ryuko returned to her original spot on the futon, ready again to listen.
Abe put the glass down on the table, sitting up again. "Ah, thank you. Much better. Now, continuing. After Mikisugi finished his testimony, I looked right at Satsuki, looking for her response. She bowed as professionally as she could, which isn't hard for a young woman of her caliber. She told me she agreed with Mikisugi, saying everything he stated was true. She then told me she felt it was best for Ryuko. I asked her what she ultimately wanted out of it. All she said was, 'I want Ryuko to be happier than I could ever be myself. And that is my new ambition in life.'"
Ryuko's eyes widened; she could feel tears begin to well in her eyes. She looked down at her lap again. Don't fucking cry, Ryuko. Not in front of him, idiot! Damnit, Satsuki!
"She also told me that you would accept the offer, saying 'She knows how I am when it comes to fulfilling my ambitions. My will is absolute.'"
That clever bitch… she's not wrong…
More tears began to well, spilling over slowly. A few tears ran down her cheek, dripping off her chin into her lap. Her mind was racing as he continued.
"Ryuko, as you are a citizen and not military, I can't order you to go by simple verbal means. It would take roughly 25 minutes of paperwork, only for it to take 4-5 days for that paperwork to reach you by mail. But to hell with that. It shouldn't come to that at all. Originally, Mikisugi was supposed to come see you, to try and convince you of Satsuki's ambition, but… Obviously he's not here." He stood up, moving to the other futon and sitting next to Ryuko, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"That's why I'm asking you, not as the Prime Minister, but as a friend. I'm asking you to go live with your big sister and have that family we all know you've always wanted. Be happy."
At that, her tears really began to flow. She was crying hysterically now, placing her hands in her face in attempt to cover up her shame.
God. Fucking. Damnit, Satsuki…
"Satsuki told me that you once said to her that you would crush her ambitions. She smiled, joking how that didn't really work out very well for you. Instead, you fulfilled them all. And now I think it's time you fulfilled her ambitions one more time." Abe stood up, facing Ryuko and extending his hand towards her. "Come on, let's step outside. We wouldn't want to wake those who sleep."
Ryuko slowly looked up at him, face red and stained with tears. "O-okay…" She took his hand, slowly standing up. Why am I so weak?
Abe smiled brightly, putting a comforting grasp on her hand, "Don't worry. Everyone has to cry sometimes. Even the world's greatest warrior."
A/N: And thus ends the first chapter in what will hopefully be a very long, eventful saga. Leave your reviews, if you wish. I appreciate them.
Anyway, yes. Shinzō Abe is the real, current Prime Minister of Japan. I will do my best not to defame his real self in any way. However, this other PM in my story is just another character with a matching name and title. He serves only as a fictional character.
Also, I hope some people pick up the TTGL references. There will be more in the future.
Life is amusing.