Authors Note: Hey everyone. This idea has been plaguing my mind for a while now and to keep up my interest in writing, I decided that I wanted to start a new fan fiction. This is another KH title staring Roxas and it is crossed over with Sekirei of all things. I know this sounds a bit surprising, but I have a really good idea of where it could go. For those of you who read my first story, sorry but that one is being put on hold because it was staring to burn me out on writing. I need to start something fresh to keep me motivated to write, so here is a new idea that I wanted to do for a long time. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Spelling issue: Yes I have a little problem with spelling and grammar since I don't have a beta. Hopefully they will be minimal however. I am just doing this for fun so I wont be dedicating my life to fixing everything.
Unbound
Chapter 1
Ring Ring
Hearing the ringtone in his pocket, a young boy with spiky blond hair gave a disgruntled sigh as he fished it out. Glancing at the caller ID, his suspicions were confirmed on who was calling him. Hitting the answering button, he put the phone up to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Roxas, my man. Listen; there is another job that's literally calling your name. You up for the task?"
The now named Roxas rolled his eyes while giving the phone a flat look, not that the guy on the other end of the phone could see.
"Where is it?" Roxas asked dryly.
"I knew I could count on you. I will text you the area. Get on it because she is sounding really impatient right now."
"When are people ever patience in this line of work?" Roxas replied.
"Touché. Glad you're up to the task though. Every since we hired you, business has gone through the roof. Now get on it."
Roxas heard the other end of the line go silent, signifying that his employer had hung up. Looking down at the phone, he noticed it light up again with the address of his next job on the screen. Giving another sigh, he looked down at his left hand. He had a bag of groceries clenched in his fist, implying that he had just finished shopping by the time he got the call.
"Guess I better get this back home first." Roxas said to himself as he looked around the area. There were people walking down the street, but no one really paid any attention to him, something he was grateful for. He slipped into an abandoned alleyway before he took off his backpack. Unzipping it, he pulled out a large black trench coat.
He gave a small smile before he threw it over his shoulders and zipped it up. Taking once last glance around, he made sure no one was watching before he extended his hand. Immediately, a pillar of darkness erupted from the ground. The black wispy entrance beckoned him to enter, which he fearlessly did. He had no fear of the Corridor of Darkness as long as he had his coat.
Just as soon as he walked through the darkness, the portal disappeared behind him, leaving the alleyway completely empty. It was seconds later that Roxas found himself standing in a familiar living room area. Glancing over his shoulder, the only remains of the corridor was a final haze of dissipating darkness.
Immediately, Roxas walked into the kitchen before he placed his bag of groceries on the counter. He then made his way back to the living room before standing in front of a large map on the coffee table. Pulling out his phone again, he looked at the address his employer sent him before glancing at the map. He traced his finger over the paper trying to locate the position.
"Hmm" Roxas hummed to himself as he surveyed the area surrounding the targeted address. There was a small red circle on the map near that area, causing Roxas to smile slightly. "Perfect."
Pocketing his phone, he extended his hand again, allowing the Corridor of darkness to appear in front of him. Without hesitation, he walked through it again.
In another abandoned alleyway, the dark portal appeared in all its glory, allowing Roxas to exit. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he unzipped the coat and took it off. He then removed his backpack before withdrawing a button up shirt. This one was light blue and had the company logo imprinted on the upper breast pocket. Reading the logo, Roxas could not help but smile at the company name.
Shinto locksmith.
Roxas nearly chuckled at the irony of the situation. He applied to the company as a joke on his part, but when they witnessed his unparalleled ability to unlock anything, he was quickly hired.
No, he did not show them his keyblade, but with this signature weapon, it granted him the ability to unlock very simple locks without having to summon it. Sure his affinity for unlocking things raised a few eyebrows, but when he was able to increase the reliability of the company by assisting those who unfortunately locked themselves out of their cars, houses, and apartments, they didn't really question it. If someone needed something unlocked in Shinto, they now knew who would respond the quickest.
Roxas had brought a lot of business to the company, so they overlooked his young age. Especially since the amount of calls they did get nearly tripled, most recently by the female population of Shinto.
Roxas quickly put the shirt on before buttoning it up. He stuffed the coat into his backpack before he exited the alleyway, making his way to the destination. It was pretty close from what he could tell by the map. He knew buying that blasted thing would be a worthy investment because it made navigating the city that much easier.
It also helped that he got this job because it forced him to learn where everything was and the fastest route to them. When he first started this job, he had taken a few days to fully navigate the city in search for abandoned buildings and alleyways from where he could summon the corridors of darkness without anyone seeing him.
Looking around, Roxas couldn't help but smile a little. People were walking down the street minding their own business without a care in the world. It was very peaceful here and truthfully, Roxas was not accustomed to it yet. People lived very simple lives here. There was no fighting or struggling to survive against a horde of heartless or nobodies.
And it was a good thing too. The more Roxas spent around these people, the more he began to realize how weak most of them were. If heartless did invade this world, then these people would not stand a chance against them.
Coming up on his destination, Roxas pushed those thoughts to the back of his head. As he walked down the street, he saw a very nice car parked outside a familiar convenience store. He knew this place because he would usually come to this store to grab some ice cream after the day was over.
But that wasn't the only thing he recognized. He knew that car anywhere. In fact, he had unlocked this specific car many times before. And if that car was here, that meant…
"Yoo hoo, Roxas!"
Roxas stopped dead in his tracks as a voice called out to him. He nearly face-palmed when he saw a familiar woman leaning on the side of her car. She was dressed in a mini-skirt that showed off a generous amount of leg and a white blouse that had a few of the top buttons unbuttoned. She had wavy blond hair and wore a pair of sunglasses.
"Melisa" Roxas said flatly as he approached the car. "You seriously locked yourself out of your car…again?"
"Don't pretend like you didn't miss me, cutie." Melisa replied as he walked over to the boy, resting a hand on her hip. "And besides, I am still trying to get use to the cars in japan."
"They are the same as everywhere else." Roxas retorted as he tried to maneuver around her. He was stopped when he felt Melisa's arm wrap around his neck before attempting to pull his face into her sizeable bosom. However, had learned her antics after their first encounter, he quickly ducked under her arm and he took a couple steps away. "Please don't do that."
"Aww." Melissa pouted before she pushed her chest out a bit. "Are you not satisfied with these? Or do you swing the other way?" A sly grin crossed over her face.
Roxas ignored her as he walked up to the car, taking off his backpack. Melisa pouted again as she walked up to him. "Still as quiet as always. You are never going to get a girlfriend like that."
"I'm not really looking at the moment." Roxas commented back as he unzipped his backpack and pretended to fiddle with an unlocking mechanism.
"Yeah, I know. You told me before. But your onee-san worries for you. Usually that's all boys your age think about." Melisa responded as she rested her hands on Roxas's shoulder before pushing herself against his back.
Roxas's eyebrow twitched a bit as he shrugged off her hands. "Onee-San huh? You're adapting quickly to Japan."
"You expected any less?"
"I didn't expect to be unlocking your car this many times since our first encounter." Roxas muttered under his breath as he drew upon the keyblades power, unlocking the car easily.
Upon hearing the click, Melissa couldn't help but blink a few times. When she looked down at Roxas, she only saw him zip up his bag again.
"Seriously, how do you do that so fast?" She asked.
"Its my job." Roxas responded as he slung the backpack over his shoulder. "Is there anything else?"
Melissa paused for a few moments before she rested her hands on her hips. "I guess not, but you really need to work on your social skills. If you keep unlocking things this fast, how will you make time for conversation?"
"Speed is what I'm know for."
"Yeah I can see that." Melissa said as she walked around him and opened the door to her car. She reached in and pulled out her purse before taking out a few bills. She handed them over to Roxas with a smile. "Here you go cutie."
Roxas took the bills before counting the yen. He blinked a few times as he looked up at her. "You overpaid…again."
Melissa brushed him off. "A tip, for your quick work. It could have been a bit more if you actually held a conversation." She said as she winked.
Roxas chucked as he pocketed the bills. "Maybe next time. I am hoping to start college soon, so you may have someone else helping you out."
Melissa paused as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Really? College already?"
"Yeah. I've been sending in a few applications around Shinto."
"But you're so young. How old are you again?"
"17"
Melissa stared at him. "Did you graduate high school early or something?"
"Or something." Roxas replied. Honestly, he didn't even go to high school. The only school experience he ever had was in his memories of twilight town.
Melissa scratched the back of her head. "That's kinda impressive. Any colleges reply yet?"
"Not yet. I just started to apply."
"Huh. Well at least you're determined. Kids your age are usually still finishing high school. And your only 17?"
Roxas replied by nodding his head before he threw the backpack over his shoulder.
"Damn. Motivated and driven. If only you were a bit older. I could be more that just an onee-san to you." Melissa murmured as she crossed her arms under her bosom.
"You say something?"
Melissa blinked a few times before she shook her head. "No nothing at all. Thanks again for your help Roxas. I knew I could rely on you."
"Yeah, you and the rest of Shinto locksmith. I swear they only call on me anymore."
"Well, you are indeed fast." Melissa said as she walked over to her car and started to climb in. "Take care Roxas. I will look forward to the next time you help me out." She said as she blew him a kiss.
Roxas gave her a flat look as he watched her close the door to her car. She rolled down the window and winked at him.
"Sometimes I wonder if you purposely locked yourself out of your car."
"Whatever would give you that idea?" Melissa grinned as she turned the key, igniting the engine. She gave a two-fingered salute before the car suddenly took off down the street.
Roxas shook his head as he turned and walked back to the abandoned alleyway where he would usually go to summon the corridor of darkness. He has lost count of how many times he had unlocked Melissa's car. After the forth or fifth time, he really questioned if she did this on purpose for some reason.
Melissa was actually from America and came to japan for a recent job. There first encounter happened when she accidently bumped into him while looking for a the local shopping center. That's where she asked him for directions and basically dragged him along for a shopping spree.
Through a few conversations she had with him while shopping, she found out where he worked, giving her a reason to lock her keys in her car every once in a while so she could check up on him. For some reason, she had taken it upon herself to be his "Onee-san" as she would call it.
In all honesty, Roxas could say that Melissa was one of the few friends he had made since he appeared in this city nearly a year and a half ago. He wouldn't admit it, but he really did like seeing her every so often.
Upon reaching the alleyway, Roxas took out his coat again and threw it over his shoulders before he summoned the portal leading back to his apartment.
Upon exiting the portal, Roxas took off the coat and threw it over his chair before entering the kitchen. Looking at the untouched bag of groceries on the counter, he carefully opened it and started to put things in there appropriate spot. In one of the cupboards he found a packet of instant ramen noodles. Seeing as he didn't feel like cooking right now, he simply took the packet out and started to boil some water in a small pot.
While that was cooking, Roxas made his way back to his desk before sitting down. On the desk was a book he had been studying for another entrance exam at a local college. He started reading the pages again.
This had been his life for the past year and six months since he had mysteriously arrived in Shinto. He didn't even know how he got there. The last thing he remembered was transferring the remainder of his memories of Twilight town to Sora. And the next, he found himself lying in an abandoned alleyway with the sound of cars racing down a nearby street.
The poor nobody was absolutely confused as to what happened when he excited the alley. It was late in the evening and the rain was lightly falling from the sky. During the first few hours in this…enormous city, he contemplated what he should do. He figured out that he could still use the corridor of darkness since he still had his organization 13 coat, which caused him to debate if he wanted to open a portal back to the world that never was and try to find Sora again.
Ultimately, he rejected the idea. Something had brought him here, giving him the chance to live in this new place. Besides, he didn't want to disappear into nothingness.
I mean, who would.
So, it was then and there that Roxas decided to make a new life here in this world. A world that seemed devoid of any heartless and Nobodies. It was, for the most part, a very peaceful place.
That being said, it took Roxas a while to figure out how to live in this new city. He had to find a job, an apartment, and figure out what he was going to do from there. It was a bit difficult at first because not many people wanted to hire him because of his age, being 15 at the time. And because of the lack of income, not many apartments would take him either. So he spent the better part of his first month living on the streets.
It wasn't until he applied and got hired by the local locksmith that things started to turn around. In his second month, he started saving up a bit of money in order to afford a deposit for an apartment. But even though he had the money, many were skeptical because it was not common that a 15 year old would rent out an apartment for himself. In fact, it was a bit suspicious.
It was a frustrating experience, but Roxas pushed forward and finally managed to pull through. Eventually, he met a nice old landlady named Nozomi that gave him a chance. She offered him a very small apartment that had a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, and a small bathroom. It may have seemed small and uncomfortable for most people, but it was perfect for someone like Roxas. He took it without a moments hesitation.
It was a new transition from living on the street and in abandoned buildings to an actual apartment with running water and heaters. He was grateful to Nozomi. She had given him a chance and he was not going to take it for granted, so he made sure to pay his rent on time, something the old lady was very grateful for since many of her other occupants were either late, or didn't pay all together. Roxas wasn't really surprised either. Many of her other occupants were very questionable people, taking the apartments because of how cheep the rent was.
His neighbors were the kind of people that made Roxas lock his doors and windows at night. They were loud, throwing parties rather frequently throughout the week. During those times, studying was extremely difficult. He mentioned it in passing conversation with Nozomi one day while paying his rent and she gave a rather helpful solution. She offered her own house as a place to study when the neighbors would get too loud. He was a bit hesitant at first, not wanting to take advantage of her generosity, but eventually Roxas found himself frequently finding refuge in her small home in order to concentrate.
The old landlady didn't seem to mind however. She actually enjoyed his company and admired his determination. While he sat at her coffee tabled and studied his books, she would usually bring over a pot of tea and they would just talk. She said on more that one occasion that he was like a grandson to her.
Nozomi was the first friend he had ever made since he came here. She was also helpful in answering any questions he may have had, especially the ones that had to do with relationships and emotions. They were strange questions sure, but Nozomi was patient and never really pried into Roxas's past.
Speaking of studies, the reason Roxas was reading books on mathematics, languages, histories, ext., was because he wanted to eventually attend college. If the first year in Shinto had taught him anything, it was that if you have an education, the possibilities were endless. Although he kind of knew that based on the brief time he spent in twilight town with Hayner, Pence, and Olette.
But there was only one problem. He was now seventeen years old and he had never attended High School. He was a bit old now to start, but the lack of diploma made it difficult for any college to even consider him as an option. The only way to be accepted would be to get extremely high scores on the entrance exams.
So with a new goal in mind, Roxas started making regular visits to the local library. Every time he was not working, he was at the library studying or checking out a plethora of books. He even went as far as asking the librarian about certain topics he needed to study.
Luckily, the librarian was a nice woman named Sango. She was about 25 years old and was attending Shindong Woman's university herself. She was a little on the quiet side, but was a big help in pointing Roxas in the correct path for his studies.
Of course his requests seemed odd, but Sango was rather intrigued by the young boy who spent so much time in her library. With her experience in college though, she helped in instructing him how to study and what to expect with applications and entrance exams.
It was about a year and three months before he started applying for colleges around Shinto. Sango was also very helpful in describing the different colleges around the area. Unfortunately, the college she attended was for women only, so she could not put in a good word there.
Three months later, Roxas still didn't get any word back from the colleges he applied to, but that wasn't going to stop him. If this was his new life, he wanted to make the most of it, and if he was going to make the most of it, he needed an education.
Roxas was pulled from his thoughts and studies as the smell of ramen hit his nose. He stood up from his desk before walking over to the kitchen and pulled out a bowl from the cupboard. He poured the noodles and broth into the bowl before making his way to the living room. He got a television a while ago, but didn't get around to using it much. Instead, he would usually sit on the couch and reminisce.
As he slowly slurped the noodles and broth into his mouth, he thought about what he was going to do tomorrow. There were many other skills he had learned in the time he spent in this world, like cooking and cleaning, but that never stopped him from keeping his combat stills up to par. He had access to the keyblade and he was not going to let his skills rust.
Finally finished with his meal, he stood from the couch and walked over to the kitchen. He put the bowl in the sink before washing it and putting it back away. He walked over to his desk again and sat down, but this time he didn't read his book. Instead, he looked up at the celling and thought about how far he had come in the past year and six months.
He wondered what it would be like to attend college. The only reference he had was when Sango would describe it for him every once in a while. From what it sounded like, it was a lot different from his memories of twilight town.
Roxas was ripped from his thoughts when loud music started playing from the apartment above him. He gave his celling a flat look as the sound of multiple footsteps pounded the apartment floor. It looked like his neighbors were going to through another party. Well, he was done studying for tonight, so it didn't really bother him.
There was a few times where he was invited to the parties, but after seeing up close what happened to those who attended the next day, Roxas decided that it wasn't a good idea. He still couldn't get the image out of his head of the girl throwing up on the front yard while her friend held her hair back. Going to the parties didn't seem like it was worth it after that.
Glancing at the clock, Roxas noticed it was about nine in the evening now. He narrowed his eyes as he realized that today was actually Wednesday. Usually he would go out and practice with his keyblades right about now, but today was Wednesday.
"Hmm" Roxas hummed to himself as he crossed his arms. "Will she be there today…what am I saying, of course she will." Roxas shivered a bit as he stood up from his seat.
"Well, I better not keep her waiting. I remember last time I skipped out on her and it wasn't pretty." He said to himself as he grabbed his backpack and opened it. He took out his black coat and quickly put it on before he flipped up his hood. He took a deep breath before he extended his hand, allowing the corridor of darkness to appear before him.
It was dead silent outside at one of the parks in Shinto. The moon was shining brightly in the sky, giving just a hint of light in one of the open fields. Walking out of the shadows of the trees came Roxas. His coat shrouded his entire figure as he walked to the center of the open area. The oblivion was already in his left hand as he stood in the middle of the field. His fingers twitched slightly in anticipation while his mind was asking the same question.
Was she going to come?
A sudden sound of the air being cut immediately caused Roxas to react. He spun around at inhuman speeds as he raised his keyblade in defense. His weapon met the sharpened edge of another weapon in a clash of metal and sparks. Roxas felt pressure against his arms as the other person started to push her sword against his weapon.
"Hello their Mystery man. I am so glad that you could make it." The person said in a sickly sweet voice.
Roxas didn't say anything as he pushed against the figure's sword. He knew this woman instantly as they had many matches in the past. She had long silver-gray hair, a black haori with the crest of a wagtail near the collar. Her weapon of choice was a long katana. But her most defining feature was the psychotic look in her eye.
This woman was known as Karasuba. She seemed a little more on edge tonight, meaning that he would in in for a fight.
Roxas push a bit before swinging his keyblade, violently clashing with her sword. Spark lightly lit up the area as Roxas dashed backwards a bit, crouching down in his one-keyblade stance.
Karasuba licked her lips as she grasped her sword in both hands. "That's what I like about you. No talk, just fight. And I have had a very stressful day today, so you wouldn't mind being a gentleman and helping me relieve that stress would you?" She asked as she gave that overly sweet smile and made Roxas's insides turn a bit. However, that smile changed into her usual Psychotic one as she rushed at him with blinding speed.
"Here we go again." Roxas murmured as he prepared for a fight.
Flashback: Three Months
Roxas could be found in the middle of an open field, practicing with his keyblade in order to keep his skills sharp. The heartless may not be here, but there was no guarantee that they would not show up eventually. Plus, practicing with his keyblade was one way to stay in shape.
Choosing the night to practice was a good idea on his part because nobody was around. He learned that most of the people on this planet didn't posses any abilities at all, making them extremely weak. And because of that, Roxas decided to keep his abilities a secret from the rest of the world.
Roxas went into a flurry of motions as he rapidly swung his keyblade while dashing around the field. If anyone else was watching, they would just see a white blur, but he was cohesively attacking while practicing with his light based attacks. It was effective, but he really had nothing to try it on. That was the limitations of practicing alone.
"Well well well. What do we have here?"
Roxas instantly stopped what he was doing as he turned to the source of the voice. He saw a woman standing there, the moon gently reflecting of her silver grey hair. She was a bit taller than he was and had a slender build, but even Roxas could tell by the way she stood that she was a worrier. He stared at her, nearly in awe because he had not seen another fighter in over a year.
"You seem pretty skilled." She said as she walked out into the field, slowly putting her hand on the sword strapped to her hip. "What number are you, Sekirei? I don't recognize those weapons."
Roxas blinked a few times, obviously confused as to what she was talking about. Sekirei? What the hell was that supposed to be? He saw her continue to approach him. His eyes widened a bit when she drew her sword, echoing the sound of metal rubbing against the sheath. The blade glimmered in the moonlight. Slowly, he traced his eyes down the weapon before they landed on the woman standing there.
That's when he saw it. The look in her eyes. It almost reminded him of Larxine but this was much more blood thirsty.
"Actually I really don't care at the moment. I have been itching for a good fight for a long time and watching you practice has gotten me all…excited." She whispered that last word as she suddenly shot at him with incredible speed.
Roxas barely had time to react as he lifted his keyblade in defense. Her sword met his weapon in a clash of sparks. Instantly, his arms felt the immense pressure of this woman's sword. He was actually lifted off the air and thrown backwards a bit by the sheer force of her swing.
Trying to get his footing, his eyes widened again when she rushed him, giving him to choice but to use light dash to speed around the woman. However, she just rushed behind him with similar speed.
"This woman is crazy!" Roxas thought to himself as he turned to face her. He drew back his keyblade and threw it at her.
The weapon spun at the woman, but she easily deflected it with her sword, causing it to fly away into the distance. She was coming closer, her sword drawn back ready to slice him up.
"That was a bad move, maybe you aren't as skilled as I though." She said before she swung down on him.
CLANG
The woman's eyes widened because right before her attack landed, there was a small flash of light. Her sword clashed hard with the weapon Roxas had just thrown at her. Somehow it had appeared in his hand again.
Roxas grit his teeth as he pushed against the woman away, swinging his keyblade at her, only for her to block it with the edge of her blade. Still, it caused her to jump back a bit, studying him with calculating eyes.
"I have never seen that kind of ability before from a Sekirei. What is your number?"
Roxas still didn't say anything as he got in his stance, ready for anything this woman would throw at him. Truthfully, he could have left a long time ago with the corridors, but she had perked his curiosity. She was the first person who displayed any sort of strength on this planet.
"Not saying anything? That's rude. I am number 04. Karasuba. It's a…Pleasure to meet you mystery man." She said as a grin split her face. "You know, I actually prefer it this way. No talking, just fighting."
With that, Karasuba shot at Roxas again. This time however, Roxas was ready. He was never the one to fight defensively, so it was his turn to make the move. He shot at her with impressive speed.
Karasuba's eyes widened a little, but her gleeful grin increased as she drew back her blade. "I like my men with some backbone."
And then it happened. Karasuba and Roxas met in the middle of the field, there weapon clashing with each other sending a small shockwave across the area. They pushed against each other, trying to get the advantage. However, it only ended as a stand still. Suddenly, the attacks started. Roxas and Karasuba went into a flurry of motions, attacking and defending at high speeds, the only sign was the frequent flying of sparks that would light up the area.
Roxas used light dash to shoot around her, but Karasuba had countered any kind of maneuver he would use with her own impressive speed. They sped around the fields, clashing blades and trying to get the upper hand over each other, but in all honestly, this woman was gaining the upper hand.
It was obvious to see that she had much more battle experience than he did, giving her an extreme advantage. Roxas had speed and strength, but this woman seemed to posses that with experience on top.
Roxas was panting as he blocked another strike aimed a this neck. However, that's when Karasuba landed a solid kick on his stomach, sending him flying backwards before he landed roughly on his back, the keyblade flying from his grasp. He tried to quickly get back up, but he was forced back down when this woman jumped on top of him.
Karasuba straddled Roxas's waist as she lifted her sword to Pearce him through the heart. She had a crazed grin on her face as her eyes lit up in aroused glee. Roxas had never seen someone so addicted to battle in his life. If he was going to survive this encounter, he needed to go all out.
Quickly, Roxas planted his palm on Karasuba's stomach. Karasuba blinked a few times as she glanced down at the hooded figure.
"Fire" Roxas murmured.
Immediately, a wave of heat erupted from his palm, blasting the Sekirei up into the air. She did a graceful backflip before landing on her feet. Her stomach was a bit charred from the point black spell, but it did little to quell her blood lust.
Roxas quickly shot to his feet before he stretched out his hand. The oblivion disappeared before reappearing in his hand with a flash of light. He got back into his keyblade stance as he prepared for the battle to continue. In all honesty, his heart was pumping, his adrenaline rushing, and his hand shaking in anticipation. He hadn't experienced this kind of rush in a long time and he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it.
Karasuba stared at Roxas with wide eyes. She gingerly reached up and felt the charred shin on her upper stomach.
"Homura?" She asked before she shook her head. "No, Homura does not use weapons. But who uses both fire and weapons?"
Karasuba was breathing heavily as excitement filled her being. This person was giving her a good fight and she didn't even know who he was. She had not had this much fun since Yumi.
Fun.
Slowly, a realization came to Karasuba as she forced herself to calm down. She wanted nothing more to drive her blade through this person's heart, but if she did that, then he would no longer be there to entertain her.
It was almost painful for the blood thirsty Sekirei, but she lowered her sword. She took a few deep breaths before she reluctantly sheathed her blade.
Roxas's eyebrows rose a bit as he saw what she was doing. He kept his guard up though because he knew better than to take this woman lightly.
Karasuba took a few more calming breaths before that overly sweet smile crossed her face. "It has been…very enjoyable mystery man. But I think this will have to continue later. What is today…Wednesday? How about we meet here next week and continue where we left off?" She said as she turned around, her haori flowing gently in the breeze. She looked over her shoulder with a sultry grin. "Don't be late for our date."
Roxas watched in complete bewilderment as she walked away.
"What the hell just happened?" Roxas whispered to himself.
Flashback end
Roxas and Karasuba had been clashing blades for the past 30 minutes. She wasn't kidding when she said she was stressed. Roxas could feel the weight of each blow from her sword as they viciously attacked each other.
Speeding away, Roxas threw his keyblade at Karasuba, but it was easily deflected before she shot at him again. Disappearing in the corridor, Roxas appeared behind the crazed woman as he extended his hand. The keyblade landed in his palm before he attacked her blind spot.
The sound of metal hitting metal echoed through the field, signifying that his attack had been blocked. Karasuba had her sword over her back, blocking his keyblade as she looked over her shoulder with insane glee. She pushed him away and attacked again, forcing Roxas to defend. He deflected blow after blow as Karasuba continued her assault.
Biting his lower lip, Roxas released one of his hands form the keyblade and pointed it at the ground. "Blizzard."
Immediately, the grown froze, trapping the black Sekirei's feet in the ice. This gave Roxas the chance to speed backward s before throwing his keyblade again. Karasuba struggled to get her feet free, but looked up just in time to see the keyblade sailing at her. She deflected it, but didn't see Roxas until it was too late.
The nobody full on body tackled her, grabbing her wrist and forcing her to drop the sword. Her feet burst free of the ice as both he and she tumbled to the ground. Karasuba landed on her back with Roxas straddling her hips, his hands holding her wrists down. Honestly, it was a very compromise able situation.
Registering the position, Karasuba grinned. "If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was ask."
Roxas didn't reply as he held her there. "You need to cool off."
"Oh, so you can talk. That's what your voice sounds like. You sound a bit young. How old are you?"
Roxas remained silent as he glared at her under his hood. He loosened his grip on the black Sekirei just a bit.
Big mistake.
Karasuba wasted no time in shaking her hands free before grabbing his shoulders and flipping him on his back so there positions were reversed.
"I guess I just prefer being on top. I think its more fun this way." She said as she glanced over to where her sword was laying. "Your lucky my sword is over there. I would love to skewer you right now."
Roxas gave her a flat look under his hood before he simply disappeared from under Karasuba with the Corridor. He appeared a few feet behind her with the oblivion in his hand. He reached down and picked up Karasuba's sword before throwing it to her.
"I'm done tonight." He said.
Karasuba snatched the blade out of the air as she gave a pout. "But we were having a moment. And besides, this might be the last time he meet like this."
Roxas blinked as the turned his head toward her.
"You see, Minaka is getting really curious as to where I go every Wednesday, and now that his…plans are being set into motion, I don't think I will have time to date you anymore. So…I'm dumping you. I was hoping that I could drive my sword through your heart, but this will have to do."
"This is your idea of dating?"
"I can't think of anything better." Karasuba responded as she stood up. "Minaka is a curious man so I wouldn't be surprised if he started using his satellites to find out where I go each Wednesday."
Roxas was just confused. Minaka? Was she talking about the owner of MBI? And what plan was she talking about? Roxas wanted to ask these questions, but he knew Karasuba a bit by now. She was never one to say much, preferring to let her sword do the talking. So he doubted that she would answer any of his questions.
Besides, she never really asked him anything besides their first encounter. Each time they met, she would usually just say a sentence of two before he would be fighting for his life.
Karasuba stood and dusted off her skirt before she sheathed her sword. "Hopefully we can do this again in the future. Until then, stay alive mystery man." She said as she turned and began to walk away.
Roxas watched her disappear into the shadows before he gave a sigh. "I need some ice cream." He said to himself as he unzipped his jacket and took it off, throwing it over his shoulder. He let to night air cool his tired and sweaty body. Luckily, he got away with just a couple scrapes here and there, but nothing to substantial.
The past three months, he had met with Karasuba where they would have a life threatening battle. Usually it was Karasuba who had the upper hand, but when Roxas would incorporate some of his magic, he could get an advantage. If he were honest with himself, he would say that he enjoyed these fights because they really helped him improve his battle experience and strategy. Fighting for your life would do that. And even though he didn't like to admit it, a part of him did enjoy fighting in general.
After all, that's all he did when he was first created.
Walking out of the park, Roxas made way toward a nearby convenience store so he could get some of his favorite ice cream. It was seconds later that he exited the store with two bars of his favorite flavor.
Sea salt ice cream.
"Oh the memories." Roxas said as he made his way back to the park. There was a bench he would usually sit at while enjoying the frosty dessert. And he could really use the time to relax and cool off his tired body.
Upon entering the park, Roxas noticed that there was someone already there. It was a bit surprising considering how late it was at night. What was even more shocking was the way she was dressed. All she had on was a dirty lab coat and nothing else. She must have been freezing.
Roxas took a few steps forward before he got a good look at her. She had shoulder length, light brown hair, and a completely empty look in her eye as she gazed almost lifelessly at the ground.
Empty.
Now that was something Roxas could relate too.
Giving a sigh, he was about to leave the park to enjoy his ice cream somewhere else, but then he noticed something familiar on the woman's forehead.
The symbol of the wagtail.
It was the exact same as the one that Karasuba had on her Haori. That perked his interest a bit. Did this woman know Karasuba?
Roxas hesitated, wondering if he should approach the woman or not. She didn't seem like she wanted to talk to anyone right now based on the look in her eye. However, if she had some relation to Karasuba, Roxas wanted to know because Karasuba was the only other person in this entire city who showed any sort of strength. If other people possessed power like her, he wanted to know what to expect. So making up his mind, he slowly approached the woman.
"Um…Excuse me?" Roxas started as he stood in front of the woman.
She didn't even look up at him as she stared blankly at the ground. The look in her eyes was so empty and for some reason, it looked familiar. Almost like he was looking in the mirror when he first joined the organization. Why would she posses suck a look?
"Um…are you ok?" He asked again, not really sure how exactly he was supposed to talk to this woman. He was never one to initiate conversation with anyone, being more the introverted type.
Slowly, the woman lifted her gaze just a bit, not really looking into his eyes, but signally just barely that she had heard him. That's when Roxas noticed that she didn't have any clothing on underneath that lab coat. He felt the blood rush to his face as he saw her largely exposed cleavage.
He cleared his throat as he turned away. "What…what are you doing out here dressed like that? Aren't you cold?" Roxas stammered, trying to get his heart under control.
The woman raised her gaze a bit more to look him in the face, giving Roxas a clear view of the symbol on her forehead. Indeed it was exactly like the one on Karasuba's Haori.
Suddenly, Roxas felt a large tug on his keyblade, as if he had found a keyhole that needed to be unlocked. He had not felt that feeling in a very long time, so it surprised him greatly.
"Ah…. I have no where else to go." The woman stated in a very quiet voice as she looked back down at the ground.
Roxas stared at her when she said that. In all honestly, he knew what that felt like because he had felt it many times before. The first was when he tried to leave the organization for the first time. He didn't know what else to do, so he went back to twilight tower.
He also felt that way when he first appeared on this world. With the organization gone and his friend Axel gone, he didn't have anywhere else to return to. Sure he could have gone back to Sora, but that would just result in him disappearing forever.
"You have no where else to go huh? I can relate to that." Roxas said solemnly as he took a few steps forward and sat down next to the woman. He unwrapped one of the ice cream bars before taking a bite.
The woman blinked a few times before she looked over at him. "You…can?"
Roxas took another bite of his ice cream as he nodded. "Yeah. It sucks when you have nowhere to go. No friends or family to return to. No purpose to fulfill, you just kinda sit there and wonder what's the point of existing."
The woman's eyes widened a bit. With those words, Roxas didn't know how hard he had hit home for her. "What…what did you do?"
Roxas took another bite of his ice cream as he sat back against the bench. "You just press forward until you find a purpose. Even though you have nowhere to go, you still exist. That's a gift that others would give anything to have."
The woman's eyebrows scrunched a bit as she looked back to the ground. "But…but what if my purpose to exist was taken from me?"
Roxas paused in mid-bite as he looked at the woman sitting next to him. He lowered his ice cream, his eyebrow raised. "What do you mean?"
"I'm…I'm Broken. No one will want me. No one can be my Ashikabi." She murmured as the lifeless look in her eye returned.
Roxas listened to the quiet woman as she spoke. Ashikabi? What was that supposed to be? And what did she mean by broken? How was a person supposed to be broken?
Broken.
That word brought memories back to Roxas about the time where Sora had his chain of memories broken by Naminé. He remembered because some of those memories found there way to him when he worked for Organization 13.
Roxas chuckled a bit, causing the quiet woman to look over at him. "You know, that reminds me of a friend I used to have." Roxas started as he raised his slightly melted ice cream to his mouth before taking another bite.
The woman was staring at him again, wondering what he was going to say next.
"In a way, he was broken too and when he wondered if he could every be fixed someone told him something that he, nor I, will ever forget." Roxas said as he took another bite.
"What?"
Roxas looked over at the woman with a small smile. "That even though the chain had been broken, the pieces were still there. Everything that made him who he was is still apart of him. With time, eventually the pieces could be put back together." Roxas finished off the ice cream bar before he tossed in into a nearby trashcan. He then unwrapped the second stick. "Can't the same be applied to you?" he finished as he held out the frosty dessert for her.
The woman stared at the ice cream before slowly reaching out with her other hand and taking it from him. She looked at the frozen desert in her hand as she slowly brought it to her mouth, taking a bit.
"Its salty…yet sweet." She said quietly as she took another bite.
Roxas watched as she slowly and methodically ate her ice cream. Honestly, he didn't expect to have this conversation with a complete stranger. He just wanted to ask about the crest, but it quickly turned into something that hit very close to him.
The woman took a few more bites before she paused and slowly lowered the icy dessert. "But…I can't be fixed."
Roxas frowned a bit. "Why not?"
Slowly, the woman lifted her other hand and pointed at the emblem in her forehead. "This prevents me from ever finding my Ashikabi."
Roxas looked at the symbol, remembering his original reason for approaching this woman. "What is that?" he asked as he suddenly felt another tug on his keyblade. His eyes widened again as he stared at the crest.
The woman paused for a moment as she lowered her hand and rested it in her lap. "It's the symbol of a scrapped number. As long as its there, I will be forever bound to no one."
Bound. What did she mean by that? What was a scrapped number supposed to be? And why was his keyblade acting like a caged animal that wanted to be freed. It was starting to tug uncontrollably at his mind, as if it desperately wanted to unlock something. If he weren't consciously holding it back, it would have appeared along time ago. But what was it reacting too?
"So your saying that your only broken because of that crest?" Roxas asked, causing the woman to nod. "So if it was gone, you could be fixed?"
The woman slowly looked at him again as she nodded her head. "If this crest was gone, I would be free to find my Ashikabi."
Free. Bound. These were the kind of words this woman was using when she referred to the crest on her forehead. His keyblade was a weapon that locked and unlocked anything. Could that possibly include the crest on her forehead? If that was true, what exactly was the crest and why did she have it? From what he could tell, she really didn't like it being there. It bound her for some reason, giving her the impression that she was broken. If that was the case, what was stopping him from helping her?
The answer…Nothing.
Pursing his lips, Roxas made his decision. He didn't know if this was going to work, but he felt like he needed to help this person for some reason. He turned his attention to her, looking her in the eye before he stood up.
"If there was a chance to remove that crest, would you take it?" Roxas asked as he turned to face her?
The woman's eyes widened just slightly before she nodded her head once. However, a doubtful look crossed her face as she looked back down at the ground, the ice cream slowly starting to melt in her hand. "Ah…I would give anything to be whole." She responded.
"Then…close your eyes." Roxas said.
The woman blinked a few times as she looked up at him. "What…what do you mean?"
"Can you promise to close your eyes and not open them until I say so?" Roxas asked seriously.
The woman stared at him for the longest time, completely confused as to what he was asking. But then again, what did she have to loose? Slowly, she nodded once as she closed her eyes.
Roxas bit his lip again as he felt another tug on his keyblade. This time, he didn't resist as he let the weapon appear in his right hand. It shimmered into existence before he pointed it at the woman sitting before him. Just as she promised, she kept her eyes closed. Roxas felt the keyblade begin to charge for the first time in over a year. The tip began to shine brightly, increasing in power before it was at its peak. The light lit up the park as the keyblade reached full power.
In an instant, a beam of light erupted from the tip of the keyblade, shooting straight at the woman's forehead before it collided with the center of the crest.
The woman gave a gasp of pain, but true to her word, she kept her eyes closed. She could feel a something penetrate the very core of the crest, traveling deep into the bound that bound her to her fate. Instantly, she felt the very bindings slowly start to rip. Finally, the bond suddenly shattered.
Roxas gave the keyblade a flick of the wrist. The sound of a lock clicking could be heard in the small park before the beam of light dissipated, leaving the park once again dark.
Now finished, Roxas stared at the crest, watching as it flashed once before it slowly began to disintegrate from off of the woman's head. He gave a small smile, seeing that his keyblade had done the trick. He didn't know why it worked, but he was happy that it did. Lowering his weapon, he let it disappear with a flash of light.
The woman however was shaking. She had felt something penetrate the crest and she knew what had just happened. Somehow, the bound that was forced on her had just been unlocked. Her cage had been opened and she was now able to fly into the skies like the rest of her kind. Still, she kept her eyes closed even though she desperately wanted to know what just happened.
Roxas nearly chuckled when he saw the woman still sitting there, her eyes clenched shut. He was impressed that she had kept her promise.
"You can open you eyes now." He said.
The woman slowly opened them, but she was having a hard time seeing because her eyes were filled with tears. She looked up at the boy, completely confused as to what he did.
"H-How?" Was all she managed to say.
Roxas gave her a small smile as he turned to walk away. "Seems that you weren't as broken as you thought." He said as he raised his hand to bid farewell. "You just needed someone to help you gather the pieces and put them back together. Hopefully you can find your ashi-asha…whatever soon." He finished as he started to walk away. Honestly, he still wanted to get more information about the crest, Sekirei, and Ashikabi, but she looked like she needed a moment.
The woman stared at the retreating boy, tears still in her eyes. She looked down at the ice cream bar he had given her. It had actually stopped melting in her hand, even having a small layer of frost on the outside.
Bum-Bump
Out of nowhere, the woman felt her heart begin to race. Blood immediately rushed to her face as a blush dusted her cheeks. As she looked up at the retreating boy again, her heart began to pound faster. Was it possible? Is this what reacting to someone was supposed to feel like?
Without a second thought, she was off the bench.
Roxas was nearly out of the part by now, making his way back to the alleyway where he would use the corridor of darkness to get back to his apartment. A lot had happened that day, and a lot of questions plagued his mind, but hopefully a good nights sleep would help.
Suddenly, he felt something grasp his shoulder. Quickly, he looked over his shoulder to see the same woman he had just helped standing there. He blinked a few times when he saw the state she was in. Her face was red and her breathing was labored, almost as if she had just ran a marathon.
"Are-Are you ok?" Roxas asked as he turned to face her. He was a bit surprised that she moved so fast. He only took a few steps before she was right behind him.
"…" The woman didn't say a word as she stared into his eyes. Her labored breathing increased as the strength in her legs vanished. She almost toppled over before Roxas caught her and tried to gently lay her on the ground, a concerned look in his eyes.
"Whoa, Hold on. What's gong on? Do you need a doctor?" He said. Now he was feeling terrible. Had something bad happened when he unlocked the crest that bound her? He was about to take off towards the nearest hospital when he felt the woman grab the front of his shirt with one of her hands, firmly keeping him there. Again, he was surprised by the amount of strength she had.
"My-My Ashikabi." She whispered.
Roxas blinked a few times. "Um, your what?"
"You're my Ashikabi." She said as she clenched the front of his shirt. "Please...let me be bound to you."
"Bound to me? What are you talking about?" Roxas asked. "Didn't I just free you? Why would you want to be bound again?"
"Ah…it's the greatest desire of a Sekirei to be bound to there Ashikabi. You are my Ashikabi." She whispered, her heart nearly going out of control. Every fiber in her being was screaming at her to get her wings.
Sekirei. He remembered Karasuba mentioning the Sekirei and some sort of plan that involved them. Did that mean this woman was one of these Sekirei? What was going on in this city?
"Please…" Roxas was pulled from his thoughts as the woman in front of him started shaking. "Please don't reject me. I-I don't want to be left alone."
Roxas looked down at the woman, his mind in a bit of turmoil. For some reason, he really wanted to help this person.
And…
Something in his mind was telling him that she could help him too.
Help fill the emptiness that lingered.
"Alright." Roxas said quietly.
The woman looked up at him, her eyes a bit wider. "Ah…you wont reject me?"
Giving a sigh, Roxas shook his head. It wasn't a second later that he felt the woman grasp the back of his head and wrench his face down to hers before there lips met.
Roxas froze as he felt her soft lips against his. He had many encounters with women in this world, but no one has ever kissed him before like this. His mind nearly shut down as his heart began to race out of control. It wasn't until he noticed something over the woman's shoulder the he regained his senses somewhat.
A pair of ice shards erupted from her back, resembling a pair of wings. As they continued to grow, the surrounding area suddenly grew very cold. A bright light burst from the wings, almost causing the nobody squint his eyes and try to pull away, but the woman's hand held his head firmly in place.
Finally, the light's dimmed down a bit as the woman let him go, a blush dusting her face. The surrounding area had a small layer of frost coating everything. Snow was lightly falling from the sky as well.
"Number 07. Akitsu. This is the ice of my pledge. Shatter the misfortunes of my Ashikabi." The now named Akitsu said.
Roxas tried to pick up his jaw, but was having a very hard time doing so. He looked down at the woman again, his mind in complete confusion.
She simply stood from the ground before raising the now overly frozen ice cream up to her mouth and taking a bite, a small smile gracing her lips.
Shaking his head, he pinched the bridge of his nose. "What have I gotten myself into?"
MBI
Sirens were blaring in the MBI headquarters. People were running around in a panic, trying to figure out what just happened.
Takami stormed down at hall before she burst into the lab. "What in god's name is going on here?" She yelled.
"Takami, Sekirei number seven has just been winged!" Said a random adjuster.
Takami dropped the cigarette she was smoking as her eyes widened. "That's not possible. She was prematurely winged when adjusted. She just escaped hours ago. How in the world did she get winged?"
"We don't know. It just happened moments ago."
Takami clenched her fists. "Who is the Ashikabi? I want all the information you can get me. I want it NOW!"
"Right away mam."
"He He."
Takami felt her eyebrow twitch a bit as she looked to her left. Minaka was giggling as he looked at a giant screen displaying Akitsu and her statistics.
"Very interesting." He murmured. "Who would have thought that someone would be able to wing and un-wing able Sekirei."?
Takami growled a bit as she walked up to him. "That shouldn't be possible."
"Well apparently you were wrong. You see, right before she was winged, the bond she had before was severed without her becoming deactivated."
Takami's eyes widened a bit more when she heard that. "But how?"
"I wouldn't know, but I would say that things are getting really interesting."
Authors Note: Well, here is the end of chapter one. I hope I didn't rush anything. I like a well-paced story. Roxas has been living in Shinto for a year and a half, so I made him about 17 years old. He still has not had much experience with romance yet, but he is not completely oblivious like I made him in my last story. I don't want him to have that many Sekirei either because to many in a harem really takes away special moments each character can have with each other. And it comes to the point where there is no development between them. And no, Roxas is not taking the place of Minato in this story, nor will he be getting any of his Sekirei. Roxas will have his own and which ones, it's a secret for future chapters.
If your wondering, the whole "unlock simple locks without having to summon the keyblade" thing was something i made up. I just thought it would be funny to see Roxas as a person who works for a lock smith.
Now I know a lot of you will have questions, like what are Roxas's abilities, what Sekirei will he have, how was he able to unlock the bond, ext. I will explain everything in future chapters. You just have to be patient. There is a reason, I promise you.
If you liked it, please leave a review. Thanks for reading.
Until then!