Sword Art Online: White-Rose

Volume One


Chapter One: White Devil, Swordsman

Floor One, Day Sixty-One

'Garost'

Level 18

156,812XP

Sword Art Online: White Rose

I know not of what happened during my time in this world that these people call Aincrad, my only memories are from day fifty-five/four to day sixty-one and for every time I sleep, I have the same recurring dream of a head rolling across the floor, turning to face me as its eyes stare into mine – the head's facial features are blurred and then it explodes into a mass of light... after waking up on the first day that I can actually remember, I ran into a girl that looked familiar, but I could not place why… she introduced herself to me as HakuMa and we partied up after that, and went grinding… why does that sound weird? No matter.

…My eyelids slowly cracked open only to find a pair of vibrant violet eyes belonging to the fair skinned face looking directly into mine as I lay there on the grass beneath a tree – she was too close.

"Finally awake?" She asked like there was nothing wrong with the invasion of my personal space, her name: HakuMa, apparently short for Haku, a Hawaiian crown of flowers and Ma for masochist… or so I reasoned.

"Another bad dream…" I mumbled, and pressed the palm of my hand against the skin of a face – then pushed hers away from mine and back a full arm length as I slowly sat up, there was no need to inform her of the details of my dream.

She seemed to grow upset, uncertain as to why.

"…Good morning." She mumbled sarcastically, sticking her tongue out at me as I pulled my hand back, and then she sat on her knees.

"Morning," I stated bluntly, and then locked her tongue between my index finger and thumb with an audible snap and blur of motion. "Oh… is this for me?" I asked and she made every effort to pull her tongue out of my grasp, to no avail.

Saliva drained out of the sides of her mouth after a few moments and I grinned, probably with a certain sadistic look in my eyes, based on her cheeks that were already flushed red. "Ahm, showie mashta." Was what she managed, and with a snicker – I let go of her tongue and she wiped the drool off of her face with her forearm. "Eww…"

"Keep your tongues to yourself." I said to her, wiping the saliva on her sleeve, reciting rule twelve.

She grinned impishly, and lunged without warning – sliding the slick and wet mouth meat against my face, and an unexpected reaction followed; my entire body shuddered with disgust and heat rushed to my face.

"Break the rules when your life is at stake." She replied, and got to her feet – reciting rule thirteen.

"It wasn't at stake." I mumbled, and brushed off the whole situation like it was nothing to be concerned with.

"Awww… but the best part about you is when you take a nap… that way I get to lay in your arms and be-" She began, disregarding what I had said, and I rose a hand for her to stop near the end – probably something I didn't want to hear.

"You lay in my arms?"

"You're blushing."

I didn't believe her, but after that we (two founders of the White Rose guild), walked in silence. Of course, I made sure to stay several paces in front of her so she couldn't see the vulnerability on my face or hear how loudly my heart was pounding… but still, she just giggled in silence to herself until we came to our destination after nearly eight hours of travel, including the time that I had spent sleeping soundly.

We found ourselves just outside of Floor One's labyrinth. It appeared ancient, and well-designed, but that's how it was supposed to go – with all its pretty well photorealistic graphical glory. We entered through the large main door and walked through a corridor that was just as large.

"You know…" Haku was the first to open her mouth, staring at the sight before her with little interest in it.

"I doubt it." I answered not a moment after she opened her mouth to speak.

"You didn't even hear what I was going to saaay!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my abdomen.

"Let's hear it then…" I replied, peeling her arms off of me.

"I think that… instead of merely scouting the labyrinth of the first floor, we should kill the boss." She stated, a little too bluntly for my own liking.

I felt some sort of urge to smack her for such an idiotic suggestion, but decided that's just what she'd want me to do, since she is into strange things. "That's stupid," I replied, resisting my initial impulse successfully.

"Are you scared?" She asked with a whisper in my ear.

"Yes." My eye twitched, and I lied.

"Why?"

"I lied," I answered bluntly and made my way into the labyrinth without regard for my own personal safety or anything of that nature, since I had no memories, or psychological attachment, I likely had nothing to lose – but could not say for sure that I did or not… no matter.

A/N: Felt like going back to my roots with short chapters, because that's how I started out – now these chapters aren't going to be canon heavy, but I will continue working… over here, and based on the reviews and stuff I get after the first few chapters I will, or will not continue working on this.

In the meantime: Gelmra, out.