That day, when it was raining outside and everyone was hyped up for the last sessions of Class 1 – 7 of a certain high school, he knew he should have been happy but at the same time, he was very torn, confused, and quite heart-broken. He had a feeling that this day in this place would be the last and he would not be able to live with his friends any longer.
And he was right.
He didn't have this terrible feeling when he was forcibly taken out because of another one of his usual head injuries that he suffers when he always gets into his daily doses of rotten luck. It wasn't the time where he always had his run-ins with a certain teleporter from Tokiwadai.
No. It was neither of those times.
It wasn't even when he forced himself to go out of the way into England and help the very person that used him as a tool for his plans.
It was neither of those times.
It was went home back in Academy City, still suffering from the effects of being engaged in war-torn areas and having to watch people suffer, all because of his right hand. Sometimes, he loathes it that he had it and he knew it was all the cause of his rotten luck.
He never regretted his actions in the past few months but…
And that was when he knew that he would not be able to live longer.
"Where's Kami-yan?" Tsuchimikado yelled at the Heaven Canceller, who was currently looking at the blonde with his usual blank facial expression.
"For the fifth time, I don't know. I went out for a second to get some new bandages and the next thing I know, he's gone. It's not like he has fully recovered but it looks like he's strong enough to stand on his own," The frog-faced doctor tried to calm the blonde backstabber but to no avail.
The others were out looking for the boy with spiky haired boy as well.
"Aisa, I can't find him anywhere." Himegami squeaked to their acting class representative as she ran towards Fukiyose, soaking wet from checking outside the stadium. The Iron Wall Girl, on the other hand, said nothing and stood still but anyone who knew her as well as two of the three Delta Force or the Idiot Trio did notice the way his fists were clenching with unbearable strength.
Fukiyose was not angry. She was absolutely furious. Partially because Kamijou Touma was gone but in reality, because she didn't know where he went. And she hated it when she doesn't know what is happening with the boy.
"Fukiyose-sama, can we go? He's not here." A spiky haired girl in glasses heavily breathed as she seemed to be exhausted from running and trying to find their classmate, who seemed to have gone AWOL.
"Not until we find him." Fukiyose responded coldly as she scans her brown eyes around the area.
"But we checked everywhere. Kami-yan really isn't here." Aogami tried to persuade but the Iron Wall Girl wouldn't budge.
"Check one more time." She ordered and Aogami left it at that. Fukiyose was already on edge, and the lolicon cared too much for his life to just waste it away here.
It was another hour after Kamijou went missing before Fukiyose finally called off the search. What Aogami had said before was right. Kamijou was gone and he was not seen in or out the stadium, classroom, or even in the soccer field.
"We'll just see him tomorrow at school, anyways, nya. We can talk to him there." Tsuchimikado said and the others nodded. Fukiyose just nodded without saying anything and she quickly dismissed the whole class. After having been absent for too long, he even had the guts to cut classes right now!? I'll kill him once I set my eyes upon him.
The others, while walking away, all gulped simultaneously because they knew that if Fukiyose didn't know where unlucky boy was, she would explode and kill anyone in her way.
And they would be her first victims.
The day after their classes and eventual resettlement in their newly-rebuilt school, Kamijou was nowhere to be found. Tschimikado had kept a close eye to the doorway because he knew that the spiky haired guy had a knack for entering so late in the class. A few minutes after the bell rang signifying the start of first period, the blondie still had his eyes on the door and felt a horrible doubt surging into him. Komoe then called out on him and he had no choice but to leave his eyes from the door.
The pinkette started recording the attendance sheet and he listened closely for the homeroom teacher to call their best friend. When she did, there was no response. At that moment, the Komoe's eyes brightened on a sort of revelation and left it at that. The teacher knew something about him that neither he nor Aogami does. And that made him even more pissed off than he already was.
The next day, the homeroom teacher completely skipped over Kamijou's name, as if it was but a distant memory that there was person called Kamijou Touma. Almost everyone noticed it but for the blonde boy, he was extra pissed off once more. At lunch, he told Fukiyose and Himegami about how his name was not called out and the big-breasted lady ordered one of their classmates to go the teacher's lounge and check the attendance list in their class. When he came back, he had a slightly shocked face and relayed his experience.
"His name is gone. It's not on the paper anymore. Someone must have erased it and made a new attendance list because I couldn't find Kamijou's name anywhere. It's like he's just…gone."
Days passed since the pair of blue and yellow, the Forehead Deluxe, and the Deep Blood user saw the Imagine Breaker and every second made Fukiyose wanted to go on a killing spree. She was lost. Completely and utterly lost.
Fukiyose Seiri was never lost. She refused to be. She would find Kamijou Touma and she would do it with pride.
At least that was what she thought until April came and it signified the start of their second year.
It was just a start of another year and it was another boring day, but for Fukiyose and Himegami, it was getting weirder. Tsuchimikado and Aogami weren't in their usual selves and all the boys were so quiet. Fukiyose knew she should at least be happy with this but she's not. In fact, it's so eerily quiet that she wondered if being a disciplinarian is worth it, at all. That said, she knew that someone must have known about the whereabouts of the boy. Though almost everyone from their class has given up on finding him, for some reason, she remained defiant despite knowing that there is no reason to pursue it since she knows that she hates the boy from the bottom of her heart. But why? Why do I want to find him!? She didn't know why but something inside within tells her to keep on going.
On his desk, Tsuchimikado was having the same feelings. I'll find Kami-yan, no matter what happens. Thankfully, for him at least, he began to notice that Komoe bit bit more different. She was getting a lot more distant from Yomikawa than before and this one thing caught Tsuchimikado's attention.
And he noticed how puffy her eyes were every day. She was crying every night. Of course, it was very difficult to see because she had smeared makeup to hide the redness of her eyes,and it was very skillful how she put it on. No average person would have noticed it.
But Tsuchimikado was not an average person. Nor as stupid.
As classes eventually fast forwarded to the first week of July which means that summer vacation is nearing, Tsuchimikado had no other choice but to call up the very person that is the most familiar with the boy that they were finding.
"Ts-Tsuchimikado-chan, why are you doing this!?"
Right now, Komoe Tsukuyomi found herself cornered in her own little home as she saw Tsuchimikado and to her shock, the famous third ranked Level 5, Misaka Mikoto suddenly barging their way into her humble apartment as they are seeking some answers. Despite being skeptical at first, Misaka herself hasn't seen the boy for a couple of months right now and she was very furious to learn that the 'idiot' had just disappeared without a trace so she readily agreed to the plan, albeit reluctantly.
"I'm just asking where is Kami-yan," the light manners that the blondie always had when the pinkette is around is replaced with a darker and more horrifying expression as his voice laced with venom, "It's just a simple question and you have to just answer it."
Tsukuyomi's eyes widened. "Wh-what are you talking about it?" She stuttered and Tsuchimikado knew it. The loli teacher knew where the spiky haired boy was.
"I will not ask again, Komoe-sensei since I don't want to really do this. Where is he?" Komoe's mouth refused to budge. Tsuchimikado was losing his impatience terribly fast. Misaka herself saw the scowl in his face and she somewhat had an inkling about what was coming next if Komoe didn't speak up.
"Sensei, just hurry up and tell him." Misaka said, secretly begging her to tell him so that she wouldn't get hurt. Komoe, however, didn't say anything in return. Tsuchimikado then sighed and said, "I'll ask it again, where is Kami-yan? We cared for him and we wanted to know where he is now." It didn't sound caring for the surrounded loli as she had no way of crying for help since deep inside, she knew they were still students.
Finally, Komoe broke, "Kamijou-chan…he's…he's…in the Philippines right now."
Tsuchimikado then crouched into the kneeling Komoe and gave her a glass of water as he then asks once again, "Well…where in the Philippines?"
Komoe hiccupped as she hesitantly drank the water, "In…in a little town called Capas in…in…I don't know what province that is…but he said it's in Region Three…" She softly murmurs as Misaka's eyes widens with the new revelation. Capas? Where the hell is that place!?
Tsuchimikado then said, "Thank you, sensei and I'm sorry if I had to do this." He then motions Misaka to follow him outside and so, off they went away. Komoe only stared at the two retreating individuals, whispering something.
'I'm sorry, Kamijou-chan…'
Probably my very first proper Toaru fic. I made this as a response to a request made by a Filipino friend.
I'm sorry for the short introduction. I'll just make it up in the incoming chapters.