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This is a Aikka X OC fanfiction! DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!
One of a Kind
Chapter One
'This is going to suck….' A young woman inwardly sighed as she watched the long line of participants file off the airships. Silver and black chopped hair that reached her elbows swooped into her eyes, causing her to irritably shove it behind her ear. Beasts of all kinds marched along the ground as they started to settle. The separate teams where chatting, not noticing her standing in the shadows. Satis appeared beside her, speaking suddenly and making her jump.
"Now, remember Hikari, your job is to-"
"'To make sure that no one steps out of line and that all is fair' I know, I know," Hikari finished, the words seeming to drone off her tongue as she spoke them.
Apparently the 'All is fair in love and war' crap doesn't apply with the races. That's why the Avatar had requested her assistance in the 'security team'. What security team? She was the only damn person there. So she would have to deal with all of these brutes until the final few races where she could possibly relax-though she wasn't expecting anything. Hikari was simply scoping out the troubles from the unproblematics at this time. Nothing was given to her except for names she would have to watch out for. Meaning no pictures, no faces, just the information on the paper she was given. The teen fished a list out of her tattered jeans pocket and looked it over again.
"Team Earth: Don Wei-Owner, Jordan Wilde-Gunner, Rick Thunderbolt-Pilot, Koji and Stan-Mechanics, New recruit Molly-Assistant Mechanic. Is this all I have to work with? I know more information on my parents," which was a lie since she was an orphan, but Hikari scanned the papers to make sure nothing was missed.
"Yes, why would you think you have more than that?" his elderly voice responds.
"…No reason… Are Toros and Kross the only participating Crogs?"
"It appears so, but I would like for you to watch Price Aikka especially," the sly man grinned immediately informing the teen what he was doing.
"I know what you're doing and stop it. Seriously, you act like an elderly mother sometimes."
"You can't blame me for trying, young one."
'Yes, I can.' Everyone was leaving, meaning that there must have been an announcement stating that the first race would start soon. Of course that meant that fights where going to flair up-meaning that Hikari would be as tired as hell later that evening. But Satis reassured her that all would be fine within the first few hours. And before she had the chance to reply with a witty comeback, he was gone.
"I hate it when he does that," she grumbled, beginning her walk to the arena where everyone was awaiting the Oban Races to begin.
She was hoping that no idiot would start a fight just yet. Since she was praying that, of course it was going to happen-and it did within the first two seconds of her entering. Two aliens had began a brawl over which team was better; completely stupid in her opinion. Hikari hated the idea of this race anyway, mainly because she had to put everyone in their place and there where a lot of damn people here! One of the two brawlers was very fat, wearing red suspenders and a patch over on of the four eyes. The other was thinner, clearly outmatched physically but tried to kick the crap out of the other anyway. He had an apron, smeared with grease and other stains that just didn't look normal. They each stopped fighting as two extremely loud shots rang through their ears and everyone around tried to block it out.
"That's enough!" Hikari screamed with her gun still pointed in the air.
But that didn't work-just her luck-and the two continued throwing punches. With an aggravated growl, the teen jumped onto the back of the tall suspendered one and knocked him down. The other was trying to grab her but failed when her boot clashed with his grungy face. Hikari hauled both of their asses out of the arena; with much difficulty thank you very much. Both of them protested, but she was able to rustle them to the ground if they decided they had the balls to fight again. Dirt was smudged on her face when she appeared back inside the stadium, and she had no more tolerance for clashes in public anymore. The teen was making her way up the stairs to reach the top-in case she saw something that needed her specialties-when someone was shoved into her and caused her to loose her balance.
"Shit! I'm sorry," she apologized, turning to the teen alien behind her.
"My pleasure. Are you competing in the races too?" he asked motioning to the large machines in the field.
"No, but I assume you are umm…" she droned off, wondering his name.
"Prince and Knight of Nourasia, Aikka."
'Oh God,' Hikari remembered the name from Satis. If that old creature saw her now she'd never hear the end of it.Thinking that she could get out of this as quickly as possible, the teen mumbled something and tried to get away but he was just so nice that he asked her politely what Hikari said. Just then, the Avatar appeared in the center of the field, stating that the race had begun.
"It looks like the race is going to start real soon. Well, maybe I'll see you around," as Hikari pivoted to rush up the stairs she heard it…. That old fart.
She loved him like a father, but he really didn't know his place at times in her life.
"Hikari! The elders want to congratulate how you handled the outburst earlier. And the Ava-oh, who's this?" Satis asked, 'just noticing' the young man she was speaking with.
"Satis, this is Prince Aikka… I am sooooo gonna kill you….' she whispered to her old friend, so that Aikka couldn't hear.
"Ah yes, one of the participants I assume. Well I hope that Hikari takes good care of you."
"How do you mean?" Aikka chuckled, not seeing how a petite young woman such as her could protect herself let alone others.
"I have been assigned to make sure that no one starts any unwanted quarrels in this tournament," Hikari mumbled pleading for something to take her away.
To say the least, Aikka was surprised. And to think she almost seemed embarrassed that this was assigned to her.
"So you are to go where the finalists go as well?" he asked perfectly, showing his status even if it wasn't meant.
Hikari nodded only slightly annoyed with the questions. The young woman did think he was attractive-she'd give him that-but nothing else. The entire prince-y, goody two shoes, probable jerk personality wasn't her thing really. And nothing was more embarrassing than meeting royalty in a ripped up black and white tee. And in the end all three watched the race unfold, clapping for the winner but to be honest Hikari wasn't even paying much attention to the winner as everyone did. Basically the winner of Oban would win a prize-or what the Avatar says-a wish. But the teen had learned in all of her years spending with Satis that things are never what they seem. While everyone was cheering and clapping, the hired help had tried to flee from the excitement. She wasn't successful because Aikka noticed and tugged her back down-having the nerve to play it off like nothing happened. Oh Satis saw, and chuckled a little, inaudible over the roaring crowd. At the end of a long day, they all started to clear out the stands, Aikka and Hikari managing to stay together the entire time-even if she tried to run again. Apparently the price was really strong too, almost dislocating her shoulder each time.
"You know, I'm supposed to be working," the teen told him, hoping he would let her go.
"You are, but at the moment you are taking a brake with me."
After many more tries, she decided to give up running. 'It is NOT worth losing my damn arm!' Surprisingly, there were no arguments, fights or anything else for the rest of the day… Not that she saw. Hikari was going to get hell for this from the elders. Maybe Satis would get her out of it… probably not since he only showed up when he wanted to. Speaking of him, where did he go? The young woman was searching left and right for the old creature. 'I hate it when he does that!'
"You never answered my earlier question," Aikka reminded her as they strolled through the dirty streets of town.
"And that was…?"
"Are to go where the finalists go?"
"Yes, of course I am. I need 'to make sure that no one steps out of line and that all is fair'. At least that's what I was hired for," Hikari giggled, knowing that she was getting way off track.
They had come to a stop in the middle of a cross way, signaling that each had to go their separate ways-but she didn't really need to. Before leaving Aikka made a comment to her answer.
"Then I'll try even harder to make it to the finals now," he flirted, almost making Hikari giggle.
Flirting seemed to different to her. No one has ever flirted with her, but of course she had looked different from everyone else. The teen had been on almost every planet known… the only one she hadn't seen for more than a few hours was Earth. Mostly she spent her time on Oban-or to her, her home planet. As the prince left her in the streets she could only think one thing,
'This is going to be one very interesting competition…'