So, I take a break from my Bleach story now. Cuz' my old love for Air Gear perked up when I was thinking how much Naruto dropped on my faves list until Air Gear got better than it. Heck, Air Gear's definitely better than Naruto. Sorry but I'm starting to choke on Bleach. Not to mention how much it stunk. The story, I mean. Anyway, sorry, but Agito shows up a little later. Maybe the 3rd or 4th chapter... Well, enjoy the story!
_________________________________better than you! _____just kidding! ___________________
School was over. Quicker than I thought. I hummed a soft tune while I whooshed past everything around me. Hi! I'm Tsukishiro Mikiko. I'm a 13 year old storm raider. Well, the Blue Sparks King (queen, whatever!) to be exact. I might be a 4 month newbie, true. But talent and something else has gotten the better of me and dragged me into a title that I barely know. 2 titles, actually. One being the one talent and another thing that dragged me into, the other... it's just a fruit from my hard work tree. You'll find out soon enough.
I pressed down on my air treks, putting more pressure onto it to accelerate. As my speed increased, I could feel the wind shove me into my mind, being my guide. When I finally realized my feet had left the metal rail, I smirked and continued to zoom through the air. All was enjoyable until…
"Hey, guys, look!"
"Oh my god, it's Blue Bird!"
"Get my camera, dumbass!"
I giggled at their childish behavior. As soon as they saw me, I had already passed them by. They were mere fans who wanted pictures and autographs, what right do they have to interfere with my flying? None, of course.
I laughed out loud, enjoying the breeze blowing into me. I fly every day, but this never ceases to excite me for some reason. I guess I just love flying. I twirled around in the wind and stopped on a roof. 'I'm here in my training spot now, can't wait to practice.' I thought to myself and smirked.
Unlike other storm raiders, I got my nickname not just from how I go, but the reason of how I go. I train differently and AT differently, with the beat of music. All my movements and coordination's follow the beat of a song I listen to, depending on my mood. But my favorite, and most fatal song, Blue Bird. That's how I got my nickname, but I rarely use that move. It could kill anyone in its way, so I'm still working on it. And I had to do so every day to perfect the harmless, shorter version.
Today wasn't an exception. I have to perfect this move to surpass him. I sighed and eyed my pathetic excuse for a school uniform. Nonetheless, I'll deal with it when I get back home. I took out my sweatshirt and hat from my sling bag, putting them on. Without the straps on my sweatshirt, I couldn't practice. Without the goggles and emblems on my hat, I wouldn't survive. I took one last stretch and prepared for practice.
I whipped on my headphones, pressing 'play' on my MP3. My muscles braced themselves and adrenaline was pumping in me. 'If I don't nail this, I never will.'
Habata itara modoranai to ittte
Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora
I started off slow, but as the music started to get louder, my pace quickened and I was off the roof, doing cartwheels in the air. And in a split second, my hand was reaching for that blue, blue sky. But after a millisecond, I turned my attention back to the ground, landing myself at the parks empty jog way.
"Kanashimi" wa mada oboerarezu
"Setsunasa" wa ima tsukami hajimeta
Anata e to daku kono kanjou mo
Ima "kotoba" ni kawatte iku
I rolled off zigzag for the first two sentences. Then as the 3rd line kicked in, my pace slowed into a straight line, then a sudden boost and I was far ahead.
Michi naru sekai no yume kara mezamete
kono hane wo hiroge tobitatsu
I took a sharp turn from the park into a dark, long alley with a high brick wall, indicating a dead end. I started with a wall trick, going up and down sideways on the alley wall. When the high note snapped, I accelerated over the blocking brick wall and yet again, reached out for the blue, blue sky.
Habata itara modoranai to itte
Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora
Tsukinuketara mitsukaru to shitte
My attempt to defy gravity only lasted a second as I felt my body get pulled down by the earth's force once again. But I knew this road for training all too well. I snatched one of the long straps attached to my shirt and threw it at the electric pole, the bell attached to its end made it wrap around the poles T shaped head loosely. But it was enough to let myself get pulled onto the wires, smoothly skating on them. And I accelerated again, eyeing the end of the long wire.
Furikiru hodo aoi aoi ano sora
aoi aoi ano sora
aoi aoi ano sora
My heart thumped loudly against my chest, pumping the excitement through my body. If I could put through this last part of the song, I'm definitely going to master this. And on my second try! I held my breath and waited for the precise moment and when my AT's were only a centimeter from tripping, I took a leap of faith, doing a somersault in the air, and I realized I had a perfect leap. I landed smoothly on my 5 storey apartment roof, panting and gasping for breath with my hands on my knees for support.
"I…I did it… I FINALLY DID IT, YEAH!" I said, throwing my fists in the air. I heard clapping from the door and grinned. "Way to go, Miki-dori!" A voice called. I grinned at the voice. "I've been practicing 24/7, of course I go! By the way, is dinner ready, Izumo? I'm starving!" Izumo chuckled. "Well, it's almost done. Izumi is still making dessert." The two grimaced, remembering the cooking of their sister. "…and you didn't stop her?" "You said so yourself, never tell a woman her cooking sucks!" I grinned wider. "Exactly!"
Izumo Morimoto. He is my cousin. He's 2 years older than me and he has a twin sister, Izumi. Then there's another two twerps. They're 3 years younger than me but they pack a punch. I forgot to mention that I come from a filthy rich family with like what, 12 other siblings? Yeah, 7 sons and 5 daughters, including me. I hate to admit it, but it's true. And since there are so much people there, they wouldn't notice if their youngest daughter stayed at her cousins' house, right? Yup, they're extreme dickheads to let their youngest, 'most fragile' and 'most timid' daughter disappear into thin air. But hey, I don't feel guilty as served, so I don't blame them. I call the Morimoto's my brothers and sisters cuz the ones back home in Kyoto are just a bunch of spoilt ass. They don't deserve to be my siblings and I hate them with pure hatred. You could bring the 'No matter how much you hate your siblings, you actually love them' crap with my cousins. But point the golden needle at my real brothers and sisters and you're a dead man (or woman? Whatever...)
The sun was setting down. We made it down to their living room, holding their nose as if they knew what was coming. Heck, we did know! "What did she say she was going to make?" I asked, taking a small sniff only to turn green and pinch my nose again. "After watching Iron chef, she's going to make liver dipped in chocolate." The older male answered, eyeing his twin sister who was humming a tune as she continued to cook up what she calls 'dessert' and what they call 'disaster'. The two shuddered. Then the new addition into the conversation came in. "What's so bad about her cooking? It's really good in my opinion!" My younger brother and sister chirped together from the doorway. I sighed. "Kazuki, Ayumi, that's your opinion…" Then the bell of horror rang. "DINNER'S READY!!!" My older brother and I gulped. "You think we can survive for tonight's match?" I asked, eyeing a small green blob that walked out of the kitchen. "You written you will yet?" I paused. "I'll go right now." And I rushed to my room to write my will.
___________After dinner____________
"Here, Kazuki, you could have my dessert." My heart ached as I shoved the chocolate dipped fish liver to my younger brother. He beamed."Aw, really! Thanks, Miki-nee!" And with that, he shoved the thing down his throat, sighing in relief as it reached his stomach. As much as I hate to waste my favorite thing in the world, which was chocolate, I couldn't let a mere badly cooked dessert ruin my reputation for ATing. I stretched and walked to my room to grab some clothes and a towel. "I'm taking a shower. Don't run off without me!"
~~~Izumo's POV~~~
"Ya' better hurry up, punk! Or we're really gonna leave without ya'!" I called. Then moved back to modifying my ATs. I groaned, debating whether I should change the old parts into the new ones we won last night. I sighed. "Hey, Izumi. What do you think about changing the AT parts?" "You know, Izumo, we already changed the parts. I tried it out, they're pretty quick. Much better than the old ones." She shrugged while doing the dishes. "Yeah. But the website says these might be quick, but they don't last long and requires good balance to control." "And you doubt it why? It's not like the match tonight is worthless, you know." She slammed the last plate on the rack. I blinked at the night sky. "Yamiyama." I mumbled. I closed my eyes and smirked. "Oi, Miki-dori! Kazuki, Ayumi! You done yet?" The young twins leaned against each other, blocking the door way whilst the other sister leaned against the wall.
"We've been waiting for a minute or two." The twins muttered and yawned. "Strap on your gear, Izumo. We're getting ourselves a new emblem tonight!" Everyone was already in their normal ATing outfits. I was just waiting for the three young kiddos to show up.
~~~Mikiko's POV~~~
The younger twins were in their blue jumpsuits, yawning out of boredom. While Izumo wore his white T shirt with his dark blue jacket and long black pants, Izumi wore a white tank top, sky blue jacket and sky blue miniskirt. I wore my normal outfit, which consist of a navy blue sweatshirt, strapless top which only covered my C cup breasts, and a pair of loose, low cut white shorts. That never seems to be in place and seems to drop a bit every time I adjust it back. It shows off half my butt from the left side and I'm a girl with dignity, for god's sake!
All of us have one thing in common, our goggles. On its strap is our emblem, 'The Midnight Blues'. Although we just stepped into the AT world just recently, our name's been spreading like forest fire. As one of the punks who've been able to strike down a D-class group on first try, I wouldn't see much surprise in that. And even more surprising, I'm the leader of the group. Which explains why all the emblems we won were on my hat. Not just emblems, but you can't dangle parts with you everywhere you go, right? They're filling up the shelf so we better get rid of them.
"Oi, Miki-dori! We're gonna leave you if you space out." My brother yelled from the roof, a breeze blew in from the wide-opened door. Of course, I didn't notice everyone exit the house and onto the roof, but me spacing out was something they got used to. I took one last glance at the moon hanging in the sky and smirked. "That's Aoidori to you." I sneered as I zoomed past him and my siblings. They grinned and followed tight behind.
"So the punks decided to show up after all." Ayumi muttered. I scoffed. "You're one to talk about punks. You're barely 11 yourself!" "At least I'm better than them." I wanted to scoff again, but I knew pretty darn well she was right. So I only let a light chuckle escape my throat. "Could we hurry up with this? I don't want to fall asleep in the middle of the fight and let my body do everything…I wanna sleep in my bed." Kazuki murmured. I sighed. "Kazuki, get used to this or you face the wrath of the team mascot, got it?" And with that, he was silenced. Miki might be the middle girl, but she's the most mature out of her siblings. She snapped her fingers, signaling time to roll the tape. They all nodded and slowly made their way to the waiting Yamiyama's.
"You're late!" The leader growled. I hid my face under my hat, releasing a mysterious aura. "Actually, we're not late, neither are you early. See that clock?" I pointed at the tall building clock that stopped ticking a long time ago. The long hand and the short hands were pointing at 12 midnight. "Time for the Midnight Blues stopped a long time ago, on a night where the new moon shone red like blood, just like tonight." I tilted my head up a bit, showing them a black silted eye. They gulped. "If you dared Midnight Blues to challenge, you better take it head on, Yamiyama."
~~~~~ End~~~~~
CLIFFY, XD. DON"T KILL ME! (Whoa... it rhymes OwO)
I know, its very confusing. But hey, at least you get a little bit, right? Thanks for reading. If you like it, tell some friends. I hope I didn't make Miki any Mary-sue. I don't know cuz I barely understand the phrase myself. You could review (Highly recommended), you could just leave and tell a friend (Recommended) but the worst you could do is ignore it! At least add it to your alerts list! Well... the worst you could do is flame... but it's the first chapter! Anyway, thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed and figured out that Mikiko97 babbles a lot!