Author's Note:
I decided to make another story along with the one I was writing (An Identity Revealed). I hope all my other fans that are currently reading An Identity Revealed will read this one too. I'm so happy, two stories at once! To all new fans please read both my fics!Disclaimer:
I don't own Saint Tail! You know how annoying it get when you have to write it at the top of EVERY chapter?!Chapter 1
The busy streets had long faded as night settled across the almost sleeping city. A few gangs here and there lingered in alleys chatting amongst themselves. They watched suspiciously as common people walked by who obviously tried to ignore the intimidating stares. One of these people was a man about six foot seven. With his hands in his pockets, he walked casually in and out of the dim streetlights. His mouth played with an unlit cigarette. His dark green hair and eyes were not lost in the night. Every step under a light, his eyes sparkled widely and his hair was illuminated by streaks of light. The man looked over at the gang in the alley, bored.
" Hey Detective Asuka. How was the job?" The gang member sneered. Since Asuka had fought crime most of his life, he was well known in the shady parts of town.
" Tiring. I'm so glad the day's over. Let's keep it that way if you know what I mean?" Asuka said taking the cigarette out of his mouth. The gang member smiled revealing gold caps concealing his teeth. Asuka held back a grimace.
" No problems from this alley. At least not today." He said and let out a booming laugh.
" See ya later." Asuka said ducking under a street light. He replaced his cigarette back in his mouth. This time he lit it and walked farther down the gloomy sidewalk. Many women with a need of clothing smiled seductively at him as he passed a series of bars. Asuka's reply was his detective badge. The women backed off to the comfort of their bars.
" To think such a hot guy like that is still single nowadays." One of the women whispered to her friend. The other nodded with agreement as they drew more 'business' into the bar. Asuka, upset after hearing this comment, flicked his cigarette angrily to the curb. He watched the red glow fall to the ground in front of a trash heap. He looked at it disgusted. His eyes traveled to the top where a young woman, about 25 or so, lay unconscious. Asuka dropped to his knees and stared at the woman more closely. Her hair was unkempt. It straggled down the trash pile where it lingered on the curb. Her face had dried blood and dirt caked on in layers. Asuka grasped her shoulder firmly and shook her slightly. Her arm fell to her side and revealed a sign on her lap.
It read:
One dollar for a woman on a street,
One dollar towards shoes for her feet,
One dollar for the food she will eat.
Asuka, with pity weighing his conscious, picked up the woman and carried her home. Ignoring the dirty looks from passing civilians, Asuka managed to carry her up four flights of stairs to his New York City apartment. He kicked open the door forcefully letting it swing into the attached. Asuka made his way through the messy piles on the floor to the couch where he lay the girl. He brushed away stray hairs from her scruffy face.
It seemed like at his touch the woman came back to life. Her eyes were blurred as she tried to focus on the surroundings around her. When her vision had settled, she lay her ocean blue eyes on a man leaning over her.
" What's your name?" He whispered gently.
" A-Asuka?" She muttered. She coughed after his name.
" Do you…know me?" He asked bewildered.
Author's Note:
Hmmm…I wonder who the girl is? A little obvious ain't it? This chapter was short cause it was the first chapter. So review and the next will be longer.