Warning: This Fan Fiction may contain slightly strong language, Mary-sue, and some obvious english mistakes that the writer didn't realize (because english is not my language).

Prologue:

"I don't think I look Asian" She said, unconvinced. Her face showed an expression that made obvious that she was uncomfortable with her blond hair dyed black, and her hazel eyes hidden behind those black contact lenses.

"If somebody ask" Lance answered "tell them your dad is Russian, or something."

"If my dad is Russian, why do I have to dye mah hair?"

"Don't get mad. You have to look as Japanese as possible."

She was about to reply. Se didn't see how dark hair and eyes could help her to look more Japanese. She looked as American as always.

She opened her mouth to speak, but Lance was already carrying the bags outside, where the taxi waited for them impatiently. When the driver saw Lance with the luggage, he smiled for a second; he looked towards the taximeter, and then smiled once more.

Meanwhile, that poor blond guy didn't get any help from anyone with the baggages, which were a little bit heavy, and he wasn't the 'hulky' kind of guy –he was all the opposite, actually. His lack of strength made carrying the bags to the trunk one of the most epic battles of his life... neh, he was just exaggerating; the most epic battle of his life was the first time he saw a demon. Man, why does he has to remember things like that at moments like these?

Lance cleared his mind and then he got into the car. A few moments later Vanessa was with him, in the backseat, with a huge space between them as usual.

He realized that Vanessa was smiling. She was excited, and she actually told him a few days ago that this mission was "the most exciting shit of life", with that dirty language that distinguishes her.

On the other side, Lance was scared. He didn't want to go to Japan; well, he wanted to, but not like this.

Vanessa was the only person in that little sect of protestants who accepted the mission. Maybe she was the bravest, or she wanted to prove something to herself... or she was a complete idiot. Yes, it was that: she was a complete, big, huge idiot. I mean, who the heck accedes to go to Japan and infiltrate into the True Cross Academy, to spot and kill the son of Satan? Do they actually have real proof that the son of Satan is into that Academy?

Those thoughts made Lance's head spin around, but overall it made him mad. He wanted to draw back. He wasn't as stupid as Vanessa, and that's precisely why he was going with her, to be her "common sense", according to the leader of the sect. And besides, she would need a medical something around her, taking in count that she was going for Satan's son...

"And besides" the leader told him "You need an... experience. I don't want to be mean, but you are a..." he cleared his throat "A coward"

Lance always knew it, and he was really comfortable with the 'coward' tag, actually.

And this is how a brave but stupid girl, and a smart but coward guy, won a travel to Japan.