Hey People! This is my Gazelle/Kaito fic. ^_^ I hope that you will all like it! This is pretty much filler for all the scenes we don't see in the manga, with maybe slight overview of what happens in the manga. This is all my imagination at work, okay? You all know that I don't own the series...in fact, just so I don't have to write that everytime, I am putting it in my profile. Problem publishers? Lol Anyway, enjoy!
He had found her in that alley, covered in dirt and blood, with cuts and a few scrapes. Kaito may be a bad person, the leader of a violent gang, but he decided that he couldn't just leave her. She had barely shifted when he picked her up and Kaito was amazed with how light she really was. As he carried her back to his place, he began wondering all sorts of things. How long had she been there in that alley? Why was she there in the first place? Was she being chased? How did she get all these injuries? The thoughts almost enraged him as he glanced down at the tiny innocent figure he held. Who would do such a thing to a small girl? Even he wasn't that bad.
Kaito had to struggle a bit to get the keys out of his pocket but as soon as he did, he let himself into his apartment and flicked on the light. He was able to see her a lot better now that they were away from the neon signs and dim flickering street lamps. The hair that he had thought was black was actually a dark blue and beneath all the blood and dirt was pale skin, almost creamy smooth. The top she wore wasn't in too bad a shape and neither was the hat on her head. The pair of dark pants hugged her legs and figure, showing him that beneath those clothes, she was actually really thin, which may be why she was so light in his arms.
Without bothering to take off his shoes, he carried her to the couch in the living room and gently set her down, resting her head on one of the pillows he kept there in case he wanted to crash after work for a bit. That was when he noticed them, the strange pair of shoes the girl was wearing. They looked like roller blades, but instead of four wheels on each, there were only two. Kaito could remember seeing pictures of shoes like these in history books from school. A few decades back, people had used them just like skates, little strap on bottoms that fit to your shoe, but as he looked closer, he noticed they weren't just a pair of old-time skates. These had wires and complicated machinery, almost like miniature computers. He lightly touched them, surprised to find that they were giving off a light heat.
The girl stirred slightly, making Kaito back up and look at her face quickly to check if she was awake. She remained asleep and Kaito sighed, standing back up and looking at the girl carefully. She couldn't be that old. She was really short, and her face was definitely too cute to belong to someone in their twenties. She looked to be a teenager. Maybe her family was looking for her. They had to be by now, right? He looked in her pants' pockets but found no identification cards or name tags. This girl had nothing with her. Was it all stolen? Had the person or people who injured her also taken everything with them? Kaito sighed again, running his hand behind his head and pulling out the hair tie that kept it back. He felt the need to take a shower.
He looked down at those strange shoes again, this time noticing a small button towards the back. Curiosity won out and he pressed it, hoping they didn't blow up in his face. He was relieved when all that happened was a little green light flashed and a small data stick popped out of the back. He looked it over, noticing a small name engraved into the back.
"Gazelle? As in the animal? Is this a name brand?" he asked himself. He looked over at his laptop before glancing back at the data stick. Surely it couldn't hurt to plug it in and check it out. All her information could be on there. He could take her home if that was the case. With that thought in mind, he powered up the laptop and plugged it in. A small window popped up, labeled 'Gazelle' and asked if he wanted to view the files. He clicked the 'ok' button and a list of numbers popped up. They looked like stats. Another window popped up over the numbers, an error message.
"This computer does not fully support this program. Please upgrade your system for the full features." Kaito read aloud, his tone quiet for a reason he didn't even know. He glanced back at the sleeping girl quickly before continuing to look through the numbers.
"Battle Level? Speed? Agility? What is this? Game achievements?" Kaito wondered as he eyed the screen. "Brain Charger '0': A.K.A Gazelle."
He heard the couch shift and quickly closed the current screen, taking out the data stick and turned around to find the girl had simply turned over. He decided not to take any chances and simply returned the data stick to the strange shoe. Kaito sighed and suddenly craved a soda. He got up, adjusting the pillow the girl laid on and went into the kitchen. No sooner than he had opened the fridge, a sound came from the couch and he looked over to find the girl sitting up, her hat falling onto the floor. He watched as her head turned, taking in her surroundings.
"What is this place?" he heard her whisper, her voice light and sweet and Kaito shut the fridge, carrying two cans of soda into the living room. Her head snapped over at the noise and Kaito paused, caught off guard by the color of her eyes. They were a deep golden hue that seemed to him like the mineral itself had been melted and poured into the mold of her eyes. He had never seen contacts that looked so real. Those golden orbs narrowed and she backed up against the other arm of the couch, her knees tucked to her chest. "Who are you? Where am I?" she demanded and Kaito sighed.
"Calm down brat. I found you in the alley and decided this place was safer for you until we can get a hold of your parents." Kaito said, holding out a can to her. She eyed it for a moment, almost as if she had never seen anything like it, before slowly taking it and looking at it more closely.
"What is this?" she asked and Kaito couldn't believe what he was hearing. Every kid had heard of soda, right?
"It's Dr. Pepper. You drink it. Like this." Kaito said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, popping open his tab and taking a sip to demonstrate. The girl cocked her head to the side and tapped on the top of the can, sliding her nail under the tab and letting it go with a small metallic snap. Her eyes lit up in curiosity and she flicked the tab again, receiving the same sound. Kaito sighed, slowly getting fed up and took the soda, quickly opening it and handing it back. The girl stared into the dark depths of the can, sniffed it a couple times, then hesitantly took a drink. Her eyes grew wide and she quickly swallowed the liquid, looking at Kaito excitedly.
"It tingles on my tongue!" she exclaimed and Kaito blinked, completely in awe that he had actually met someone who knew nothing about soda. Still, he had to admit that the way she had done that was kind of cute, like a kid with a new toy.
"Glad you like it. So, where do you live?" he asked, wanting to get her out of his house and into her own. The girl looked confused at the question.
"Where do I live?" she repeated and Kaito nodded, taking a drink. There was silence and he glanced over to find her looking back into the dark can. "I...I don't know...I don't really live anywhere..." she whispered but Kaito had caught it. His heart clenched at the words and he sighed.
"Did you run away from home?" he asked. If she was a run away, he could take her to the police, even though he wasn't fond of them. They would find her family. She shook her head.
"I don't remember."
The silence grew and minutes seemed to pass before Kaito stood up, downing the rest of his can before tossing it into the trash. He didn't know if he would hate himself for this or not, but it seemed his mind was made up, and he always tried to go with his instincts on decisions.
"Then, you'll stay here." he stated and her head snapped up, her eyes wide in surprise and he looked away from her, a slight twinge of a blush on his face. "I can't rest easy knowing you'll be roaming the streets. You can stay here as long as you like. Just don't break anything."
The next thing he knew, he was being hugged tightly from behind and those bright golden eyes were looking into his icy blue pair with so much happiness it was dizzying.
"Thank you! I promise not to break anything...um...what's your name?" she asked, her smile dropping just a hint as she realized she didn't know that detail. He smirked and rubbed the top of her head playfully.
"Kaito. Kaito Wanijima." He answered and her smile returned full force.
"My name is Gazelle."