Kojin
Ch.1
Again, if this was mine than I wouldn't be writting fanfics now would I?
WARNING: This IS shoen-ai/yaoi. Will anything heavy happen? No, nothing will. It is also VERY AU, so be warned before reading.
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Jet struggled to get awake, his body protesting, begging for more sleep, but some part of his brain was warning him that something was wrong.
When he opened his eyes he didn't recognize anything, or remember anything other than his name.
He was in a large room, in a large bed with the blankets up to his chin. He quickly sat up and looked around. It was a large apartment, the walls and bed a cream color, a tan couch in front of a coffee table, a large TV., the other side of the room was basically a giant window, and a sword on a stand next to the couch. In short, it was a very expensive looking apartment.
He looked down at himself. He was wearing a light purple tank-top and black silk pants. "What the hell?" He whispered to himself. "He awakes!" He jerked his head around to look at who had spoken.
Standing in the doorway was a very tall girl with a lean figure, white skin, shorter than chin-length white hair, white irises, long nails, ears pierced, wearing tight black pants a long sleeved black shirt, cris-cross studded chain belts, knee high combat boots, a dragon around a dagger with a red gem necklace, studded wrist bands, and sharp teeth, but what caught his interest the most were the white wolf ears and tail she had.
She smirked and walked towards him, standing next to him. "Who are you?" She blinked at his question and frowned. "So you can't remember." She sighed sadly and sat next to him on the floor leaning back on her hands.
Feeling slightly guilty for some reason he tried to comfort her. "I'm sorry. I can't remember anything but my first name."
"I figured. Call me Azrael." There was a short silence. "Where am I, why am I here, and why can't I remember anything?" He blurted out.
One of her ears twitched. "Your at my apartment in New York. I found you passed out in an ally. And I think your suffering from temporary amnesia, no idea why though." She twisted so she was facing him, looking expectant.
"Why did you bring me here? What are you, a cyborg?" He asked uncertainly, not sure if she would be offended or not, and of where the cyborg came from.
She shook her head. "First, no, I'm not a cyborg. I'm not human either. Second, I couldn't take you anyplace else." Her tone was emotionless. He starred at her, confused, and unusually - or what he 'thought' was unusually - quiet and shy. She moved from the floor to the bed next to him, still leaving plenty of space between the two.
"I'm a wolf demon, the goddess of demons." He looked at her skeptically but didn't doubt her, how could he when her tail was twitching?
Part of him felt like he already knew that though, like he knew her, like he knew this place; another part though, was yelling at him for acting so calm, so shy, so quiet; while the last part kept screaming at him, telling him he was forgetting something important.
"Why are you so quiet?" Her question snapped him out of his mental battle. "I don't know." Voice two again told him to get a back bone.
He was snapped back again when he felt himself being dragged off the bed, almost falling, and dragged to the hall way in front of a large mirror. "What?" "Look at yourself." He groaned but looked in the mirror.
He was paler, than what he thought, slimmer, more elegant looking. "What am I looking for?" He asked. "I'll say it once. Your. Not. Human." He starred at her disbelievingly. "You, I can believe, but I don't look any different than most humans." He argued. She shrugged.
"You weren't human to begin with. Not even when you were a cyborg." "What do you mean 'when'?" She was silent. "Your true self, what you really are, is awakening. In the process, it will disable the jets in your feet." She explained. "Why do you know so much about me?" He almost yelled.
She looked at him through the mirror. "I can't watch a past friend?" He calmed down at the sadness in her voice. She closed her eyes. "Forget it. I'll help you regain your memories ,your staying here until than." He hmphed. 'Not like I have any other place to go.' She backed up and walked towards the other side of the door.
"I'll be back in a sec. I left some clothes at the foot of the bed. When you change, I'll take you out. See if anything can jog your memory." She shut the door behind her, leaving the red-head to wonder what the hell was going on.