'It was a beautiful day in Kuoh Town. The sun was shining-'"Ugh!"
'-the birds were singing-'
"Come on, just stay still!"
'-and the flowers were in bloom. So, why,'I thought, getting punched again in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me, 'was this happening to me!?' You see, my name is Asia Argento, and I'm a second year transfer student at Kuoh Academy. I have long blonde hair and turquoise eyes that sets me apart from the average Japanese girl. My looks are probably the reason I get into situations like these a lot. Since the day I transferred into this school, I earned two titles: Kuoh's Holy Maiden(from the boys), and Kuoh's Black Witch(from the girls).
"You're the reason they left us!" One of the trio shouted, kicking me to the ground. alleyway. Kiba-kun followed me out, stopping at the building corner.
"Well, just let me know if those girls are still bothering you. I'll deal with them for you." He offered, his ever-so-bright smile shining, even as the sun was blocked by clouds.
"Thanks, but I can deal with them on my own, Kiba-kun." I returned, turning towards him. "See you at school tomorrow?"
"Of course. Oh, here. Let me know if you need help with anything. I'll try my best to help out." Kiba-kun said, hastily writing on a slip of paper. After handing me it, I noticed it was a phone number. 'probably his cell phone number.' I thought, a small smile working it's way onto my face.
"Th-thanks, Kiba-kun... I appreciate it." I answered him honestly, avoiding his gaze. I felt my face heat up, so I turned away from him.
"W-well, I live this way, s-so I'll just...go home." I said awkwardly, walking away from Kiba-kun.
"Good night, Argento-san. Oh, before I forget; here. My club president wanted you to have this." Kiba-kun stopped me, handing me another slip of paper, this one having an ornate design drawn on it.
"Um... thanks, I guess. Well, later." I announced, finally going home. My home wasn't even that far from where I was, probably just a block or two. Didn't even take me five minutes to get there. Opening the front door, I sighed, relaxing. "I'm home!" I called out into the house. Mom poked her head out of the kitchen. "Welcome ba-" She stopped, gasping at my appearance.
"Oh no. Who did this to you?" she asked, cleaning the scrapes on my face with a rag (that I'll assume she didn't use to clean the dishes).
"Mom, it's alright. I just... fell on my way home. You know how clumsy I am." I answered hesitantly. Mom looked at me suspiciously. "That explains how your face is cut and your skirt is dirty, yet your shirt is clean? Nice try." she shot back. 'I knew I should've changed my skirt, but with Kiba-kun there, it was impossible.' I thought, caught in the lie.
Mom closed her eyes. "If you really don't want to talk about it then you can just say so. There's no need to lie to me." She said dejectedly, walking back to the kitchen.
"Mom..." I sighed out. Walking up the stairs to my room, I thought back on what Kiba-kun said.
'He'll take care of it for me, huh?' I smiled. 'I'll just have to take him up on that.' Opening the door to my room, I dropped my bookbag next to the doorand stripped. Deciding on taking a shower in the morning, I went to sleep.
The next day...
"Good morning!"
"Hey!"
I frowned, hearing all of the greetings exchanged between the other students.
"Don't frown, Argento-san. These girls are justjust happy to see each other again." my walking partner, Kiba-kun, defended, his golden blonde hair only outshined by his smile.
"Look! It's Kiba-sama!"
"Look who he's with!"
"Why her?"
"She probably blackmailed him or something."
"I refuse to believe that our Prince is in a relationship with the Witch of all people!"
Kiba-kun turned toward the other students, a smile on his face. "Come on, ladies. Why can't you just get along? For me?"
The girls stopped their whispers. "W-well, since your the one asking, Kiba-sama, I-I guess we could..." one of the girls answered. She turned and glared at me. "But don't make me regret it, Witch." Turning on her heels, she walked away, dispersing the growing crowd.
I rolled my eyes. They really think I care about their rumors about me? All I wanted was a friend or two. Anything other was not important.
The bell rang, signaling the first period. I looked up at Kiba-kun. "Guess we should get to class, huh?" I asked, not expecting an answer. We began walking to our classroom, a smile on my face.
After Class...
"So," my best friend, Aika Kiryuu-san, started, leaning against my desk. "What's up with you and Kiba-kun lately? You two are almost always together."
I flinched. 'Should've expected that from her. Anything juicy, she picks up on.' I thought.
"I-I'm not sure, Kiryuu-san," I answered. "Maybe he j-just wants to be friends?"
Kiryuu-san looked at me, her eyes narrowed. "Really? Just 'Friends'?" She air quoted when she said friends.
"Y-yeah. Maybe..." I repeated my answer, my face becoming red as she looked at me. "I-I really d-don't know, K-Kiryuu-san." I managed to stammer out.
Kiryuu-san sighed. "Alright, then. I'll believe you." she said, adjusting her glasses. "Anyway, did you hear what happened to Hyoudou-san?" she asked, standing up straight. "Apparently, he and his peverted friends were caught peeping at the Kendo team."
I turned around to look at the classmate in question, to catch him staring out the window, his brown hair blowing gently in the wind.
"Hey, he's kinda cute." I stated, earning a sly lewd smile from Kiryuu-san. "You know what? If he wasn't such a perv, he probably be popular with girls."
"So if I'm understanding that correctly, you mean 'If his reputation wasn't worse than mine, you'd be riding him.' Was I right?" Kiryuu-san teased, making my face redder than before. Then she looked over at Hyoudou-san.
"Oi, Hyoudou-san! Looks like you got yourself a- MMPH!" I covered her mouth with my hands before Kiryuu-san could finish. Hyoudou-san waved at us, an awkward smile on his face. I waved back, an equally awkward smile on my face. "What are you trying to do!?" I whispered to Kiryuu-san, annoyed. She just looked at me, deadpan. "Duh! I'm trying to get you on his perv radar!" she said it like it was obvious.
Suddenly, the classroom door opened, allowing another student to walk in. He had messy black hair and beautiful violet eyes. N-not that I think his eyes were beautiful or anything! Violet was just my favorite color!
"KYYYYYAAAAA!!! It's Yuma-sama!" the girls in class cried, some readjusted their uniforms, while others began playing with their hair.
"Asia, are you still here?" the young man asked, looking around. Once he spotted me, he walked right up to me, smiling like those 'emoji' things.
That question changed the attitude of the entire room, it seems, because suddenly, the room went quiet, my female classmates attention on me.
"Ugh! Her, really!?"
"Did the Black Witch charm another cute guy?"
I heard the whispers going around the room, but I was too busy trying to figure out who this guy was to care.
"There you are. Ready to go yet?" He asked, readjusting his bookbag. I looked at him, confused. "Do I know you?" I asked him. He and Kiryuu-san looked at me, confused.
"You don't even recognize your own cousin, Asia?" The young man asked, looming into my eyes. He looked at me like he was trying to look into my soul... huh? How could I forget him?
"Of course I remember you, Yuma!" I said, half giggling. "I was just messing with you!" He's my cousin, Yuma Amano. He's been my friend since we were kids. He's also my first... nevermind!
Yuma let out a breath of relief. "Oh, good. I thought you were mad at me for something." he said, happy. "We still on for the aquarium then?"
Kiryuu-san must've thought she knew what was happening, because next thing I knew, Yuma and I were being pushed out of the classroom.
"Go on!" She said, pushing us. "Go enjoy a couple's life!"
My face heated up at the sound of those words.
"W-what are you saying, Kiryuu-san! W-we're no couple!" I countered. Yuma chuckled. "Aika-san, please don't tease Asia," He turned my face back to him. "That's my job." His kissed my forehead, and I felt my face heat up even more.
"You sure you can still go? You feel pretty hot..." Yuma asked, placing his palm on my forehead, his concern showing on his face. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go." I admitted, smiling. After saying bye to Kiryuu-san, we
left the school grounds in the direction of the aquarium.
After a few minutes of idle conversation, we ended up at the town park.
"And remember that time I hid mom's pie?" I asked, laughing.
"Yeah. And when Otou-san 'found' it? He couldn't sit for days! Haha!" Yuma agreed, laughing too. We approached a clearing of the park, a large fountain nearby.
Yuma stopped in place, his eyes covered by his bangs. "Hey, Asia..." he started, not moving.
I was worried, but I didn't show it on my face. "Yes?" I asked. "What is it?"
"Can you do me a favor?" Yuma continued, still not moving. My smile faltered. He was really worrying me with his behavior. "A-Anything! You name it!"
"Could you... die for me?" Yuma asked, a genuine smile on his face.
I nodded. "Sure! I'll definitely die for y- wait, what?" I was too stunned to answer properly. "Could you repeat that, Yuma? I don't think I heard you properly."
"I said 'could you die for me'?" Suddenly, Yuma was standing in front of me, his eyes displaying a variety of emotions- sorrow, guilt, acceptance, and a few others I couldn't place. I tried to speak, but instead of words, blood came out of my mouth.
'Huh?' I looked down, discovering the reason for it- I was impaled on what I could only describe as some sort of light weapon. Yuma pushed me off, watching me fall to the floor. "I apologize, Asia. You're potential made you a threat to my kind. If you're upset, than blame Him. He's the reason you even had a Sacred Gear." He explained turning around. He snapped,
revealing a pair of black-feathered wings-WINGS!- and I could hear his breathing becoming more labored, like he was trying to fight back tears.
"Farewell, Asia Argento." Yuma called behind him, taking off. I saw something sparkle until it hit the ground. Tears, I figured. Don't know why he was crying, while I was the one dying.
Speaking of, is this really how I'll die? Bleeding out of a hole in my chest? ...I should've talked to Kiba-kun more. He was the only friend I had other than Kiryuu-san.
That's right! Kiba-kun left me his number! Good thing I left it in my front bookbag pocket. Struggling, I reached for my bookbag, which somehow ended up next to me. Opening the front pocket, I pulled out the first paper I felt, the occult flier Kiba-kun gave me.
'If I'm gonna die, then I'd like to see Kiba-kun one last time... please, Lord?' I thought, my arm dropping to the ground, the flier in hand. The flier started to shine, blinding me.
"You called?" a familiar voice asked. "I didn't think you'd take a whole d- oh, no. Argento-san? Argento-san!" they knelt down near me, holding my hand gently. "J-just hold on, Argento-san. Stay with me!"
"This is great..." I struggled out, a smile barely forming on my face. "He really made my wish come true..."
Something warm and wet fell on my face. "You'll make it, that is my promise, Argento-san! Just listen to me! Focus on my voice, okay!?"
Then complete darkness.
~A/N: Hey, guys! It's the author, LevyTaine, here with some news. I'm gonna try to make this as close to the show as possible, while voicing the perspective of Asia Argento with the Boosted Gear. This may have twelve chapters, one for each episode of importance. As per the norm, please leave a comment or review down below, and/or p.m. me if you have any questions or ideas about which direction the story should go. Until next time, Readers! LevyTaine, out!~