Okay... so I went to upload this file and apparently everything on my hard drive was gone... had a mini heart attack... Turns out, there was a problem with the USB and all I had to do was to disconnect and the connect it back to the computer... But now the problem's fixed... Oh, Jashin!
Anyway...
Minna-san, Catgirl is back and she has treats for you. Here is the first chapter for all of you! And I'm uploading the next one right now 3
I hope you enjoy the improvments on the story. If I have any spelling or grammar mistakes please tell me.
If there's anything you like or don't like I will do my best to deal with it.
May Jashin bless you all 3
You know… That was exactly the reason I didn't like trips in Japan. There's too much traffic, too much noise, too much heat …And I don't care if it's at the end of August. It's way too hot here. If it was in my hand, I wouldn't had come here. It's not like I completely hate it; but it's really different from America in which I spent the last two years. Quite happily I must add.
My name is Ayame Hana , which in English translates to Iris Flower. So here I was, a delicate flower which had just come from dear America to Japan, already withered from the immense heat that was going through every fiber of my body.
I had just finished my studies on the Medicine for Exorcists. America had special places for stuff like this. It's not like other countries don't have any, but it's far better there. My dream was to stay in America, never be bothered by the Chancellors -unless it was to be promoted - and live my life there.
And now I was in Japan in the middle of True Cross Town trying to find my new house that I rented. I've been called one week ago by Mephisto Pheles to teach to his Academy. So, my America-forever, dream was shuttered.
Why didn't I decline the proposal? Simple. I had no money. To live in America at least, and live the life I wanted. So, my only choice was to work for that good-for-nothing-clown Mephisto.
Rumors about Mephisto's stubbornness, laziness and general inclination of ignoring rules were going around the True Cross Order for years now. It was inevitable that I had heard all of the things that he'd be doing. None of them surprised me really. He was a demon after all.
I had met him in person once two months ago when I was promoted to an Upper second class by Shiro. Fujimoto Shiro. He's the Paladin… Was the Paladin…
I was informed by Mephisto about his death when he called me again two days ago. Shiro was my closest friend. We had met under very difficult –for me at least- circumstances and he was like a father to me.
I couldn't believe he was dead.
Biting my lip, I checked the map one more time before continuing on my quest to find the house. I was trying to focus on the different buildings I was seeing, but the image of Shiro kept popping in my head.
Shiro had changed my life. I used to be a lonely child. I was beaten every now and then by my school bullies or my father. My drunk father .The reason? Demons. They were around me. All the time. They didn't' care if I was alone or not. They were messing with me. It was really difficult to ignore them. And when I didn't, when I dared to be distracted, my father thought that I was acting like a psycho again and punished me. After a while, I started to believe I was getting mad.
Shiro found me one day and explained the whole thing to me. He took care of my wounds. And then I started to realize I was normal, well, as normal as someone who can see demons can be. And then he said those words that meant to change my life forever…
"Would you like me to train you?"
And I agreed. Not immediately. I was confused about the whole stuff. But I said yes at the end. He gave me the option of changing my life for the best. And thank God, I was clever enough to take it.
And then it all started. While I was lying to my parents that I was with my friends, I was going to Shiro's place and train. In a week the small demons didn't even dare to come near me ,and in a month I had learn to take care of them with the help of the Bible and some holy water.
I was happy. For the first time in my life. No demons meant no more misery. My life changed.
After some time I had friends and I was 'normal' again. I didn't hear to any "here comes the psycho girl" anymore.
But there was one more thing that hasn't changed … my father. My mother was already in a depressed state already. My dad, once he realized he had no reason to beat me up he turned to my mother with excuses that made no sense.
To make a long story short, one day he killed himself. He fell from a building, while being in a drunken state when I was twelve. But not before he injured mom. She was taken to the hospital the same night. Shiro visited her and it made me happy. He was coming to my house as much as he could to help me out and though he proposed for me to move in with him, I refused.
I guess I believed that if I left my house I would cut everyone and more importantly, my mom, out of my life. I guess fate didn't like that. After I put her at the hospital, my mother died a couple of years later. But she died with a smile on her face. Her last words where "I always believed you".
I believed her words. She always loved me. And I know she believed me. I was sure. So, being at the age of fifteen I moved with Shiro officially and he welcomed me as always. He took care of me and tutored me for two years. I met Shura there and soon became best friends with her. She was always cheerful and a bit flamboyant when it came to… certain areas. But she was a very nice person and even after all these years, I longed to see again.
When I became eighteen I left him and Shura and traveled around the world to earn money and further my knowledge. But not before promising we would meet again. I promise I didn't keep. To one of them at least…
I was twenty now and I was back where I started… Japan. Can't say I didn't miss it. But the feeling's bittersweet... It has changed since last time. It was really difficult to navigate myself through the many roads of the city.
But finally, after two hours…
"There it is!" I screamed happily at the view of a beautiful white house with a small garden. I run towards it, barely noticing the people that started looking at me weirdly. But I didn't care. I was exhausted and hungry and I needed some sleep.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I'll see you in the next one!
