Rain Tells a Story

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei. I do own Fuyume.

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Rain fell as if there was no end. Thunder echoed throughout the vicinity and lightning flashed like a strobe light.

The Shinigami of Sector Four slowly walked down the hall wondering what he was being called for. He stared into nothingness as he continued down the hall to Konoe's office. He came to as he noticed light flooding from the office. Voices trailed from the room and danced around him as he entered. Suddenly, the room grew silent. Everyone turned to meet the man.

"Thank you for coming, Terazuma," said Chief Konoe gravely.

Every Shinigami was in the room or on phone or something where they could hear the announcement.

"Tatsumi," Konoe began, "is everyone connected?"

Tatsumi nodded motioning yes.

"Let the emergency meeting begin," the Chief stated. He motioned for Terazuma to sit in front of the screen next to either Hisoka or Tsuzuki. He sat next to Hisoka.

The meeting began.

Tatsumi connected the final lines, and the screen began showing clips of mutilated bodies.

Tsuzuki squirmed in his seat and made faces as each bloody corpse was shown.

Hisoka sat still and kept a poker face, yet it did bother him that there were many bodies across the screen. (It wasn't natural to see that much in one case.)

Terazuma was about the same as Hisoka until the screen paused. He turned pale and nearly fell out of his seat.

There, on the screen, was one he knew well. Wakaba, her body horribly beaten and bloody, was unlike the others he had witnessed in the viewing. The other Shinigami of Sector Four was dead.

Chief Konoe stopped the viewing and motioned for Tatsumi to disconnect the lines. He didn't want the other Shinigamis to be calling or talking during the particular moment.

"I'm sorry, Terazuma," the Chief said silently.

All Terazuma could manage to ask was how.

Konoe explained what he knew, but Terazuma still didn't understand the concept completely.

Footsteps clicked in the hall as two figures made their way to the Chief's office.

The blond scientist entered.

Everyone's attention was now directed at Watari.

"Chief, some of the bodies have disintegrated," Watari stated with deep concern in his voice and seriousness in his eyes.

Konoe jumped up and began to yell.

"Also, with the bodies that have disintegrated, their souls have done the same."

"Have any of the bodies survived?" the Chief asked.

Watari nodded. "The only one that did has undergone testing."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is three Shinigami have died." Watari paused for a while and then continued. "The two from Sector One and Wakaba. Didn't you notice them in the photos?"

Konoe had a blank look on his face. "What photos?"

Watari also had a blank look on his face. "You didn't get the photos?"

"Anyway, what are you talking about?" Tsuzuki asked.

"The Shinigami test."

"And?"

"She passed. Meet Terazuma's new partner, Fuyume." Watari smiled and motioned for her to step where the others could see her. She had ling, flowing silver blue hair. Her bangs covered her eyes. (Heck, it covered most of her face.) Her eyes, a glimmering transparent purple-tinted glacier could barely be seen. Her skin was very pallid. She was about five foot three inches and sixteen years old.

As she stood, she remained silent. As it was in her nature to be, it was also to be timid, introverted, introspective, pragmatic, cold, and cynical.

Terazuma was the first to react by leaving the office.

No one said anything to him; they just let him be.

"Anyway, now that you've been acquainted, we have to be getting back to my lab; there's still some testing left." Watari motioned for her to follow him and she did.

The room remained silent until Tatsumi posed a question. "How did we not know about the deaths of Sector One Shinigamis?"

"That's not the disturbing part." began Tsuzuki. "What perturbed me the most was not recognizing them at the beginning."

"Why didn't Enma Daioh tell us?" Hisoka inquired.

"I don't know, but something tells me this might be your new case," Chief Konoe replied.

Tsuzuki sighed.

Author's endnote:

Well, what do you think about it so far?