Majikoi – New Destiny

Re-edited on 1/24/13

Author notes to you (Yes you, reader): This is a FanFic for Majikoi; I do not own the frachise or whatever and any relations to living or dead people in this FanFic is purely concidental. If this, in some weird way, correlates with your life in any way then take emjoyment in that fact instead of legal action.

Also feel free to leave comments on how to better the story because A) I take enjoyment from people telling me how much I suck (not really) so I can improve myself and B) I want people to enjoy the story.

Kawakami Welcome

I finished that job that the prime minister wanted me to do. Then again I always get the job done, that's sort of my…job… okay I suck at writing logs, journals, diaries, or whatever the hell this is. Anyway, I'm meeting him today at Kawakami City in Japan. Hopefully he has a better job for me.

Secretary: "He'll be with you shortly, sir."

"Thanks."

The secretary stares at the sword next to the man sitting down on one the chairs. She shakes her head and starts to work again, but every once in a while she takes another glance at the sword.

The man notices her unease.

"Don't worry. The prime minister gave me permission to carry my sword around."

Secretary: "O-oh…okay."

She gives the man an uneasy smile.

The man looks up at the ceiling and tries to ignore the awkwardness.

'Note to self: don't bring an obvious weapon to a meeting with a political leader. There is obviously something wrong that picture.'

The phone near the secretary beeps. The man gets up as the secretary picks up the phone.

Secretary: "Yes, sir? … I'll tell him."

The secretary puts the phone back and looks at the man.

Secretary: "He's ready for you."

"All right, thank you."

The man takes his sword and goes into the office. The prime minister is sitting behind a big desk and gestures to the man to sit down.

PM (Prime Minister): "It's been awhile."

The man looks around and then makes sure that the door is closed. He sits down in a lush chair opposite of the Prime Minister after he is satisfied with the security.

"Chasing a squirrel across Japan takes more time than you would think."

PM: "Haha. Sorry about that, Mark. I don't think anyone could have predicted that a rodent would steal a key to the R&D labs."

Mark: "The fact that there is a key to get into such a place that can be stolen is troubling in itself."

PM: "Trust me when I say that the scientist was very sorry."

Mark pulls a card out of his pocket and hands it to the Prime Minister.

Mark: "Just promise me that you'll update the security. Please. I don't want be chasing another animal for three months again."

PM: "Hahaha."

Mark: "Anyway, why are we meeting here in your office? If someone found out that you were working with a mercenary, things could get dicey for you."

PM: "I thought it would be a nice change of pace. After all, we only met in private rooms or talked over the phone. Plus I wanted to give you a job as the Prime Minister instead of as your friend and this place feels appropriate."

Mark sighs in resignation.

Mark: "Okay, what is it?"

The Prime Minister looks at Mark seriously.

PM: "I want you to clean up Kawakami."

Mark: "That's pretty a broad description of a job. Do want me be a city-wide janitor, promote eco-friendliness, or arrest everyone that looks corrupt?"

PM: "There is a certain problem here in Kawakami, as you can probably sense."

Mark closes his eyes and heightens his senses.

Mark: "The power here is inconsistent. There are normal people here but there is a lot more above average people. The range of power is also quite high, almost godlike. I sensed that on my way into the city, but now I can sense a sort of warrior spirit in the people here."

PM: "Very good, your senses are as sharp as ever. I'm sure you can see the problem here now."

Mark opens his eyes again and looks straight into the Prime Minister's eyes.

Mark: "Yeah… At this rate the city will end up destroying itself."

PM: "Exactly, the pent up power here will implode unless it's controlled. Unfortunately I can't control it as the Prime Minister."

Mark: "So you need somebody on the ground to keep an eye on things."

The Prime Mister nods.

Mark: "But, this is personal for you, Prime Minister?"

PM: "I grew up here; this city is very special to me and I don't want to see it ruined."

Mark sighs heavily.

Mark: "Fine, I'll do it. But you do know what this requires, right."

The Prime Minister gives him a bright smile.

PM: "I knew I could count on you! I already have a place for you to stay at and I'll arrange for you to get food and money to spend."

Mark: "Why do I feel I'm getting screwed over?"

PM: "Relax. You'll love it here."

Mark: "I better, who knows how long I'll be staying here."

Mark is standing outside his new house in what could easily be described as a 'dark' area of the city.

'I hope my new place is better than the rest of this place.'

Mark opens the door expecting to see bugs and other wildlife inside, but is pleasantly surprised.

'This place isn't half bad.'

The living room is spacious and comfortable looking with a plush looking couch and a comfy chair with a huge TV to boot.

The kitchen has been polished nicely and practically sparkles. It also has plenty of dishes and plates for parties, if necessary.

The bathroom has also been polished and contains a huge bath that can easily fit six people.

The bedroom has another TV in it and a snug futon.

The outside has a pool and hot springs area as well as a grill.

More importantly to Mark though, every room can be escaped from if necessary.

The bedroom and living room both open up into backyard where the fence is thick and just high enough for Mark to climb over without getting slowed down while preventing intruders from entering or even seeing through it.

The bathroom and kitchen have windows that could be climbed through if necessary, but are also made so that you can't see inside.

'This place is actually quite awesome, almost to the point where I could get soft by staying here.'

Mark lies down on the couch and relaxes.

Mark: "Okay, now what do I do? I got a place to rest when necessary, and food is coming my way later along with some spending money. I shouldn't really start anything until I have my supplies, so I guess I should just…rest up."

Mark closes his eyes and starts thinking about what his next move is.

A loud noise forces Mark up.

'What the hell?!'

Several smaller noises follow it and they seem to be going through the neighborhood.

"Get him!"

Mark can hear a guy running and panting past the house. Then two more people pass the house.

"Yamato, he's going left!"

A teenager, male, is talking into a cell phone, probably. The other one is heavier and panting less, so he is probably more muscular.

'A chase?'

Mark goes through the backyard and jumps the fence. He catches a glimpse of the two he heard and gets a small sense of smugness when he sees he guessed right. After thinking for a moment he shrugs his shoulders and decides to join in on the fun.

The one being chased is zigzagging through the neighborhood and moving in random directions in hopes of eluding the two following him.

"Just stop running, we have you."

The man doesn't stop. He's a bit older than the ones chasing him but looks spry for his age.

He makes a sudden turn to the left but a girl with a rapier stands in his way.

"If you have any honor you should stop and…eh?"

The man doesn't stop to respond and instead runs in the other direction much to the girl's surprise. The muscular boy doesn't stop but his friend does.

"Chris…follow him… I need to… catch my breath."

Chris: "R-right."

The girl starts running after the man too.

Once again the older guy seemingly moves randomly through the maze of buildings. Eventually he loses his pursuers and he makes his way over a wall and finds himself in front of another girl, this one holding a naginata.

"I got you!"

The man turns around and finds himself cornered. The girl starts walking towards him with her naginata raised. The man starts to panic. He quickly pulls something out of pants.

Before the girl knows it she's looking at a pistol, but doesn't seem bothered.

"You should put that down. You might hurt someone."

Realizing the situation, Mark drops from the building he was on and tackles the man just before he pulled the trigger. A bullet flies from the barrel, but was luckily way off target. The gun slides away and both Mark and the man get back up.

Mark quickly assumes a stance but before he can attack…

*Whoosh*

The girl strikes the man with her naginata. The strike causes the man to fly and hit a wall before falling on the ground, totally unconscious.

"Got him!"

Mark: "Huh... I guess you did."

The excited girl turns towards Mark.

"Thanks for the help."

Mark gives her a small smile.

Mark: "Not a problem. I was glad to help. I'm Mark. Mark Silv"

Mark extends his hand to the girl who happily shakes it.

"I'm Kazuko. It's nice to meet you."

Mark: "It's nice to meet you too, Kazuko. Why were chasing that guy?"

Kazuko: "Meal tickets."

Mark: "Meal tickets?"

Kazuko: "Yeah, Yamato got us a job to catch this guy in exchange for ten meal tickets for each of us."

Mark: "That sounds a lot like what I do for a living. Who gave you the job?"

Kazuko: "A teacher at school."

Mark: "A teacher sent you guys on a potentially fatal mission?"

Kazuko starts thinking.

Kazuko: "Potentially fatal mission? What's that?"

Mark: "A job that could kill you."

Kazuko: "Oh! No, I'm sure that they didn't know that he was dangerous."

Mark: "Still, you should raise the price."

Kazuko: "Why?"

Mark: "Because the more dangerous the job, the more you should get paid. After all you could lose your life or gotten hurt or your friends could have been hurt, too. It's basic stuff really."

Kazuko: "It is?"

Mark: "Yeah! You should ask your friend… what did call him? Yamato. You should ask Yamato if he could get a better deal."

Kazuko: "I don't think it works like that."

Mark looks at the pistol the man dropped.

Mark: "Maybe I can help."

Mark walks over to the pistol, picks it up, and examines it.

Kazuko: "What are you doing?"

Mark: "I have some friends that buy and sell guns like this. Since our knocked out buddy shouldn't be carrying one of these, we should take it and sell it for profit."

Kazuko: "Huh? How much?"

Mark: "No meal tickets, that's for certain. Maybe forty or thirty five."

Kazuko: "Yen?"

Mark: "Yep."

Kazuko gives off an awkward smile

Kazuko: "Well, forty yen isn't a lot."

Mark: "I was thinking in the thousands, I could probably get forty thousand yen for the pistol. Maybe forty four if it wasn't used."

Kazuko suddenly beams.

Kazuko: "Forty thousand yen?!"

Mark: "I'll show it to my friend tonight and I can give you the money later. Deal?"

Mark stretches out his free hand to Kazuko. She quickly shakes it with more energy than before.

Kazuko: "Yeah, yeah, deal!"

Mark: "Cool, alright where should we meet up tomorrow morning?"

Kazuko: "Let's see, I to the Tama Bridge to get to school, so you can meet me there!"

Mark: "Got it, Tama Bridge."

Mark turns on the pistol's safety and puts it in his pocket. Then turns to Kazuko one last time.

Mark: "See you later."

Kazuko: "See ya."

Mark jumps onto the building he was perched on earlier just as Kazuko's friends show up. Mark goes over a few more buildings on his way home, before stopping and turning around and smiling once more.

Kawakami City… maybe there is something here worth saving. I believe that a city doesn't matter, only its citizens. After all a city could be rebuilt if destroyed and would probably be better than it was before, but maybe I'm looking at Kawakami City all wrong. There is definitely something here; I can't put my finger on it but I can't help but feel different here than in other cities. Why did I chase those teens? Why did I bother helping Kazuko get a better price? Maybe I will enjoy it here.