Hey hey hey! What's up my friends and new readers? I made an new fanfic! Of Mirai Nikki! Are you happy? I hope so because I doubt this will be too popular. Not because it'll be bad, but because I have a feeling. I hope that is wrong, but I would rather keep my hopes lowered until given reason to hope for something that is seemingly so far away.
Let us start the diary of an OC named Aozora!
Entry (Chapter) 1: Another Day
"Missed again." A fifteen year old boy says sighing.
"Shut the hell up punk!" An older bully growls throwing another punch at the boy.
The boy has light brown hair that goes down to the middle of his neck. His eyes are an emerald green that are just watching the bully swing punch after punch only to miss because the boy being so agile. He is a good five foot nine in height.
"Can we just end this little session? I gotta get home and clean some things while my mom is gone. Although I wouldn't mind being a bit late I would rather it be because I met a nice person to talk to." The brown haired teen rambles not even trying to dodge at this point since the bully seems ready to fall over from the constant excerpt of energy.
"I said…shut up!" He repeats between tired intakes of breath.
"You don't look like your going to give up anytime soon. Here is some incentive." The teen says grabbing the next fist coming at him. He pulls the fist bring along the bully and lands a blow in the bully's gut with his knee hurting the bully immensely. The teen let's the bully drop to the ground with a thud. "Now please leave me alone."
The teen proceeds on his way home. He opens the door to find a dark skinned imp looking creature on his couch eating some snacks as usual. The imp looking girl gives a wide smile.
"Hello Aozora!" She greets happily.
"Hey Muru. How are you?" He asks taking off his shoes and closing the door. "And didn't I tell you to call me Zora. It is shorter and we are friends so just do it already."
"I'm doing great! And yes you did, but I don't feel like it." She explains bluntly.
"So why are you here? I can guess it's not to visit me." Aozora says cleaning the counter of any mess there might have been.
"I actually came here to tell you that you are going to be receiving a diary that will predict your future!" She exclaims making gestures to display her energetic mood.
He gives her a deadpan look. "Am I losing it? I guess that imaginary friends aren't for me anymore."
A tick mark grows on her forehead. "I am not your imagination!"
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." The teen replies taking a seat on a chair.
"Look, do you want the magical phone or not?"
Aozora sighs. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to have it."
"Good! Now your phone should now be able to predict the future!" Muru exclaims.
He takes out his phone and looks at it. He goes to his notes and finds it blank. "Well that failed." He says. "I'm getting a new phone soon, so I should probably give this away for some money towards my next phone." A noise catches his attention from his phone. He looks at the phone with wide eyes. It says [New owner smashes the phone with a hammer. Dead End.]
"Looks like you will be keeping the phone, huh?" Muru asks sounding smug.
"I guess so." He replies. The words change with the noise again. [I asked Muru what Dead End means only for her to avoid the question.] "This is pretty informative. Even caught your personality."
"What are you saying?" She asks offended.
"Hmm. What does Dead End mean?" Aozora questions seeing if the phone is right.
The small girl averts her eyes. "Just a little thing it likes to do. Nothing important."
"Yep, you definitely avoided the question. The phone was right." He says. Aozora then gets up to turn the TV on. The news is playing. "Too bad it doesn't tell me the time of when things happen."
"Another woman was found dead last night in an allyway." The reporter tells the people watching the news.
"So that killer is still out there. Oh well." Aozora mutters once again hearing his phone buzz. He looks at it again. It is just a text from his mom. "Well thanks for the magic phone Muru. I am tired so I'm eating then going to bed."
"I'll keep you company while you eat!"
"No, you just wanna keep my food company." He retorts.
"Food keeps me warm inside." She tells him with a dreamy look.
"I'm sure it does."
Next Day
[That pink haired girl is still watching me.] The phone says earning an eye roll from Aozora. 'Tell me something I don't know.' He thinks. 'She has been staring for a good few minutes.'
The class is currently in the middle of a test. The teacher seems to look at Aozora a few times too, but he is more subtle about it. The brown haired teen finishes his test and puts his phone away. The test was easy for him. He always passes with perfect grades because he is just smart like that. Or so people think. Truth is he is smart and has amazing memory.
He lays his head down on his desk shutting his eyes never noticing what that pink haired girl is making. A couple hours pass and he wakes up a few minutes pass the bell. His eyes look around not seeing anybody. Aozora gets up going to the door, but stops upon seeing Muru as a white clay doll. Very small, but the resemblance is impossible to miss.
"Who sat here?" He asks himself thinking. "Wasn't it that pink haired girl? What was her name again?" He taps his foot thinking hard. "It was something Gasai." He picks it up and pockets it. "I will question her next time I see her. Maybe tomorrow." His phone buzzes again. [Gasai is about to walk in the room.]
"You're not Yuki." Gasai says in a dangerous tone.
Aozora turns around casually looking to her. "Hello Gasai. How are you doing?" He asks giving a light smile.
"Where is Yuki?" She asks looking at her phone.
His eyes narrow on her phone. 'She made Muru and now is looking at her phone for an answer for this Yuki guy? It's a long shot, but could she have a future diary type thing?' His own phone buzzes. He looks at it. [She interrogates me then stabs me for not knowing where Yuki is. Dead End.]
He doesn't waste a single moment darting out of the room away from the girl with pink hair. "Get back here!"
[I get away for now.] It says, but he doesn't stop. He keeps running into the city hoping to be somewhere safe. He turns a corner only to stop in his tracks. In front of him is the Gasai girl. The girl is glaring at him.
"Who are you and why does my diary think you are Yuki?" She asks glaring.
She throws a knife at him, but he dodges easily knowing it would only have got lodged in his shoulder if he wouldn't have dodged. He runs the other way picking up the knife from the ground as he runs. The teen boy runs and runs until he makes to an elevator up a huge skyscraper. He presses the top floor waiting for the door to shut. Except Gasai's hands get in the way.
Aozora jumps up moving the tile above him and climbs up. He starts to climb the rope seeing the girl reach for his leg. He smirks and then cuts the rope with the knife just as the elevator rope starts to pull up. This brings him up leaving Gasai at the elevator that isn't going anywhere now.
As the rope reaches the top he jumps at it and tries to pry it open. It finally works allowing him on the roof. "This is not my day." He says out loud.
"Who are you? My diary says you're Yuki, but you obviously aren't." The voice of Gasai says from the door where the steps are.
He holds the knife in a defensive position. "My name is Aozora Amano. I have never heard of Yuki." He tells her hoping that the hostility will end. Until his phone buzzes again. [The killer tried to kill me.]
Her phone buzzes too. She looks at it with wide eyes that had formed since his introduction. "But…how? What's so different this time?" She mutters.
"Get over here Gasai! There is a serial killer coming and I don't want you hurt. Even if you did come at me with bad intentions." He tells her. She nods still wide eyed walking behind him.
Not even a minute later the killer walks through the door with the sight of his target in the middle of the roof with a knife in his hand and Yuno Gasai behind him. The man stops a few feet away from him taking out his phone to check it in case this is a trick. The killer looks at Aozora bringing out his machete.
"So you are the serial killer that's been going around recently?" Zora (I will call him this name now unless someone addresses him.) asks with confidence in his voice for some reason. "Disappointing. I imagined someone intimidating." He taunts knowing a rage driven opponent is easier to deal with sometimes.
"Shut up First. I don't have time for idle chat." The man says irritably.
"How about you make me?" He taunts again. The man swings at Zora and misses by Zora moving to the side. Zora immediately tries to get close, but another swing from the man stops that as he ducks rolling away.
Yuno gapes at Zora shocked that not only is this guy a replacement for Yuki, but he is more confident, calm, smart and skilled. The two go at each other other, but the battle doesn't really go anywhere since Zora can't get close and the killer can't touch the boy. Zora jumps back avoiding a stab from the guy then throws his knife at his leg passing through his defense and planting itself there with a cry of pain from the killer.
While he is in pain Zora immediately kicks the machete out of his hands sending it off the roof. Then he whirlwind kicks him in the face knocking off his mask as his face hit the ground. The teen rests his foot on the top of his head. He starts to press down earning a pained grunt from the man. Zora pulls the knife off of his leg getting another pained cry.
"He has a diary too! Destroy it!" Yuno exclaims wanting this be hurry up and be over. She has many questions that can't be answered without having his full attention.
Zora nods. "Give it to me and I might not kill you for all the innocent people you killed." He says casually as he wipes the blood of on the man's shirt. The man points to his pocket, so Zora grabs it and pulls the flip phone out. "I knew teachers never keep up with the time, but holy crap your phone is old. I mean I don't have the newest phone, but at least it is a touch screen."
"How…did you know?" The man groans in pain.
"Which part? The fact your my teacher or that I know I got involved in something I want no part of?" Zora says. "I figured you out easily enough. You never pay attention to the kids who screw around and when someone mentions blood or something of the like you start to smirk. That and you look like him no matter how much clothing you have on. And the other part is because I of you and Gasai having diary's that tell the future."
He then snaps the phone in half making the guy scream in pain as his body is eaten by a swirling vortex. Zora backs away watching this happen shocked at whatever is happening. He never expected this to occur when he got out of bed that morning. He bumps into Yuno on accident then feels her hand on his shoulder.
"Now why do you have the last name of my Yuki?" She asks in a less threatening tone than before.
"I said it before. I never heard of Yuki. Unless you are talking about my father, but I am pretty sure he has been dead since I was a baby." He tells her sending Yuno in a spiraling confusion.
"No…it can't be. How?" She mutters. It is then everything goes white for both of them.
End
And that's a wrap people! Though I feel that this isn't the best start, but oh well. It'll get better as it goes on. After all, I am using both Yuno and Yuki. You will enjoy this twist. I hope.
Anyway, this fic is the result of my little sis! Thank her! Do it! Just do it! Thanks for reading and have a great day/night/morning!
