Rokubungi Legacies Chapter 1: Welcome, new overlord, an evangelion fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Evangelion, Gainax does. Rokubungi Legacies therefore belongs to them as well, if they wish it so, which probably won't happen. If they want this destroyed, deleted, and cast out of existence, I will comply. This applies to all further chapters as well, so no more unnecessary increases in word count will be displayed.

A/N: This story is more for practice before I write stories for other series I like, rather than a serious story. The reason for that is with some of the other low quality fics I've seen in the past couple of years, I can't embarrass myself TOO bad with this... Hopefully. Another reason is I want to give off signed reviews with at least one story for the reviewee(Is that a word?) to judge with. I don't want to criticize somebody and then look like an idiot.

"Rokubungi... After years of fruitless search, you managed to be destroyed."

"By his own son, in his own scenario, as well. Perhaps our search was not so... unrewarding after all."

"Indeed... His change of surname has not affected the Rokubungi family trait."

"Shinji Ikari... No, Shinji Rokubungi... He shall be the one!"

"BAKA SHINJI! OUT OF MY ROOM!" Boomed a loud voice. The origins of which a hungry, awakened devil.

"I had to wak-ow-you u-OW-p!" The boy attempted to say, barraged by pillows and books scrambled out the room, hopefully into the kitchens where he'll have his utensils for protection.

"NEVER, EVER, COME IN HERE AGAIN!"

"S-sorry Asuka!" Reaching the kitchen, Shinji finally felt safe; safe as in 'I can use pots and pans as shields if I have to fight back' safe. Lord knows if he'll swat a fly if given the chance. "Might as well make breakfast while I'm at it..." He thought, and opened the fridge.

"Agent, are you sure this... This is the son of Rokubungi?"

"Of course, my cool spy gadgets never fail." A smug, lady-killer smile appearing on the face concealed in shadows.

"Indeed, it must be a mask which is to be used to conceal his true nature in front of his love. Such an episode happened between Gendo and Yui... Rokubungi you sly dogs!"

"Shut up! We're an evil organization, we do not have outbursts of jealousy. We shall remain level and calm in all circumstances."

The unknown, but not-so-subtly-identified agent slipped out of the conversation. The last thing he needed was to be caught up in an argument between a SEELE wannabe and an evil mastermind. After all, he runs on a tight schedule. Not much free time when all the ladies swoon over(or beat on) you while you still have government secrets to hide and reveal.

"Ah, when will my little Shinji rip Asuka off my back?" He thought aloud to himself, musing on all the possible scenarios.

"ASUKA! LET GO!" Cried the poor boy dragged along the cement road after twisting his ankle. "ASUKA! LET GO PLEASE!"

"No, baka, we're gonna be late! It's YOUR fault for stepping in that ditch! Be glad I'm dragging you to school!" The running girl was completely oblivious to the fact that her weight is bleeding. A lot. On the road. Quite possibly with section 2 agents trying to shoot her with tranquilizer darts to save him. But the eternal flames of the devil stemming from Asuka was more than enough to melt all incoming projectiles.

"ASUKAAAAAA! I'M BLEEDING!" The poor boy was begging for the almighty above to save him. That is, if he can't get free from Asuka's iron grip himself. Which is exactly what happened..

Asuka, not wanting to show her self-appointed 'weakness'; caring about the boy, fought the urge to rival Rei's skin tone as she turned. Looking at the results of her 'kindness' and 'mercy', she tried to sound as forceful as she possibly can.

"B-baka! A-are you... I mean, what are you doing! Why didn't you get medical attention? This is horrib-" Quickly pressing her hands to her lips, not wanting to sound like she was worried, Asuka flipped out her cellphone and called an ambulance.

"I-I'm fine Asuka, sorry."

"Why are you apologizing!"

"I don't know..."

"Very interesting. A glutton for punishment, are you? Just like your father..."

"You mean the time when he beat you up, and got like a few scratch marks in return?" A chuckle could be heard.

"Did you not hear what I said! A real villain shall remain LEVEL and CALM!"

"You certainly are not..."

"Shut up! I have observed enough! Agent!"

The rogue, stepping back into the conversation, gave his smug smile. "May I help?"

"Indeed! You are to use whatever resources necessary to bring Shinji Rokub-"

"Ikari, sir, he took after his mother's surname."

"Shinji Ikari here, where he shall assume the roles of a TRUE commander."

"I'm officially dead. A ghost can't affect the living."

"Very well, Agent, if you complete this task we shall... "Resurrect" you using our connections."

A chance at wooing Misato again was something the unidentified agent could not simply pass off as a coin or two. It was a chance at life, a chance at happiness, a chance at an honest relationship he never had. It meant more, mattered more and was more than anything money could ever buy for this man.

"Great! When do I start?"

"Now."

The enthusiastic agent had already left. He couldn't wait for the fruits of his labour. He didn't even use his spy instincts to detect any traces of falsehood in this offer. Fortunately for him, mysterious voice #1 was honest with this offer.

"Shinji Rokubungi is a talent that comes once every century..."

"ACHOO!" Sneezed Shinji, sitting in a hospital room. The pain caused wasn't quite as much as he thought. "Curses, somebody must be talking about the 'god-hating demons' again."

"Hey, devil girl, where'd you drag our pal to this time!" Exclaimed a quite frustrated Touji. He was running short on cash, and he had asked Hikari on a date. His patience was being slowly battered by his own careless actions.

"Well, the idiot wanted to get his stomach and face scraped by the ground. Not MY fault he's probably bleeding to death in a hospital right now. He's such an idiot."

"ACHOO!" Sneezed Shinji again. This time causing him to wince at the pain. "They better stop now..."

The classroom was the same as always. Clean and beautiful, lights shining in from the windows. However, that would soon change by the influx of rowdy teenagers who would soon defile this sacred place of education. They can't help it, it's like a tradition for this particular class's teacher to be extremely boring. The day starts with fragments of the usual disrupting kids.

"Well, devil, I was gonna ask him to borrow me some cash!" The irate Touji claimed. Which was the truth, too.

"What for? Asked Hikari on a date without a yen in your pocket? I really don't see what she sees in you."

"Actually, yea, can you borrow me some money?" Touji instantly felt like bending his fake limbs in ways unimaginable to release stress and anger at himself, since he wouldn't feel anything anyways. "I humbled myself in front of... THE DEVIL!"

"Hikari! Your boyfriend is bothering me again!" The redhead grinned a genuine grin. The genuine kind that informs the receiver of impending doom.

"SUZUHARA! Why are you bothering Asuka!" Hikari seemingly popped out of nowhere to hold Touji in her deadly ear grip. "Am I enough for you?" She thought in her mind, unable to vocalize the thought. Touji simply wished Kensuke was there to save him, or at least take his place in Hikari's dominant hand.

"Where IS that damned otaku anyways?" Touji thought, wincing in pain.

Just then, the teacher stepped in. "Now class, we shall pick up where we left off yesterday. Ikari is away again, I see. He's such an idiot, getting hurt all the time."

"Damn right, sensei! He just got himself scraped and sanded by the paved ground! I swear, Shinji is such a clumsy little boy!" Exclaimed Asuka, on reflex. She blushed and quickly sat down when everybody gave her an annoyed look.

"ACHOO! ACHOO!" Shinji was getting very, very annoyed now. The last 2 sneezes had his ripped skin ripping again. Needless to say, it was quite painful. He fought hard not to pass out from the pain. "Somebody... Must... Really... Hate... Me..."

"That's nice to hear, miss Sohryu. Now, during the second impact..."

It would be another boring day at school. Another of the same lectures.

"Hello there, lovely!" A doctor, most likely not a doctor since he just failed an important but extremely simple surgery, shouted to a particularly hot nurse. With his attitude, it was a simple matter of having the lady look at his smug, lady-killer smile before he can coax the information out of her. "Shinji Ikari, you are one hard man to find!"

There wasn't even a sneeze. The pain overrode the injured boy's urge, as he fainted on his comfortable hospital bed, his red liquid flowing freely.

"I see, thank you very much. Perhaps a date is in order to repay you?"

A slap was his reply.

"Hmph, men these days, disturbing work for their sexual desires." The young nurse held her head high in a snobbish way, and left the man to look for whoever he's looking for by himself.

"Feisty! Just like Asuka is to Shinji, somewhat. Wonder how the kid is holding up." Kaji thought to himself, amused by the resemblance.

"ACHOO!" Asuka sneezed. "BAKA HENTAI! I bet Shinji is probably talking about all the sexual fantasies he has about me-not that I woul-NO! DON'T THINK LIKE THAT!"

Opening the door, the slapped 'doctor' steps into Room 666. Half-expecting Shinji to jump up and hug him tightly while screaming his name, the agent braced himself. What greeted him, however, is a bloody pile of meat still unattended to in a coma. It was unmistakable. This person is indeed Shinji, the Third Child, saviour of humanity, hero to all, arch nemesis of religious leaders, punching bag for Asuka.

"Well, that confirms my theory with the nurse." Smiling his smug, lady-killer smile to himself, he picks Shinji up and prepares his escape.

"... You must all write a 2 page report on development of Sushi since the Second Impact. Including the new edible mutated marine life forms. Dismissed!"

Upon hearing the last word, the whole class awoke as if the fire alarm was ringing. Everybody scrambled out the door, except Hikari, Asuka and Rei. Rei seemed to have lost purpose in her life, after Shinji salvaged her from the sea of LCL. Lilith was no more, so Rei could finally live as a normal human, he thought. But Rei was Rei, she wasn't the white beauty. She lived for Gendo, who lost his will to live after failing to bring Yui back. Now he enjoys a life at the bottom of the ocean, as a patch of LCL. According to the UN, however, all of that which belonged to Gendo were passed on to Rei, since it was written in his will. However, regarding herself as an object in Gendo's possession, she gave up the rights to the one boy who taught her life. Who was the sole reason she separated once more from Lilith and rose from the water of life. Shinji Ikari is now the commander of the remains of NERV HQ at the age 16, though he was simply a figurehead. Sub-commander Fuyutsuki would be the one making decisions until he finds Shinji mature enough. However, in passing the will to Shinji Ikari, Rei Ayanami is now his property as well, due to her being an experiment and not a real human. This made Shinji extremely upset, but Kensuke and Touji would've died for it to happen.

The three girls were on cleaning duty, but Hikari had promised Shinji to help Rei open up. Seeing Rei's motherly form when she cleaned, one thing popped into the class rep's mind.

"Ayanami, Shinji was right. You DO look like a mother when you're on cleaning duty!"

At that comment, Rei stopped drying her towel and could only blush.

"Thank you." She says, in her usual calm and emotionless tone. Though she could now make facial expressions, speaking with emotion was still hard for her. Especially with Asuka's hateful gaze threatening to consume her. Hikari made no signs of saying anything more, disappointment clearly written on her face.

"Stupid doll, you could at least continue the conversation!"

"I am not a doll." Though she started to show signs of emotion, she was still not able to feel insulted. "Pilot Sohryu?"

Hikari winced at the argument between her friend, and her boyfriend's friend's... Property.

"Shut up! We're not pilots anymore!"

"Shinji... Sama... Offers our salary as pilots." Rei had no sense of humour. When Touji and Kensuke found out about Shinji's apparent ownership of Rei, they couldn't help but joke about the whole "Shinji-sama" business. Even though she took it seriously, she still doesn't feel comfortable using it.

Hikari was greatly amused every time she heard the term 'Shinji-sama' being used. "Perhaps I can call Touji that some day..." She thought, blushing and dreamily looking at the ceiling dreamily.

Asuka, however, was less than pleased.

"STOP CALLING HIM THAT!" Screamed the irate redhead, throwing her broom to the floor.

"I see nothing wrong with addressing my... Owner... Formally, pilot Sohryu." Rei replied in her flat tone. Though she frowned upon viewing Asuka's amused face.

"I see, little love doll loves her collar does she?"

"Pilot Sohryu, I have no binding on my neck. Though it would please me if Shinji... Sama... Acknowledged my presence and gave me-" Rei saw the hand of the redhead rip through the air, about to meet her face. Though she made no move, since Hikari caught it, and continued. "one."

In Asuka's mind, everything just blurred. "My baka-Shinji would NEVER do that! He has ME, after all, so wondergirl is irrelevant! But... He's a pervert, damn you wondergirl!" Finally realizing her hand didn't make contact, she looked at it. Suddenly, betrayal washed over her like a wave.

"Hikari... You... You..." Asuka was shaking. Very violently. Rei simply watched.

"Pilot Sohryu, is there anything wrong?"

"YES THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG! HIKARI IS A TRAITOR! YOU WANT MY BAKA-SHINJI TO ENSLAV-" She was cut off, however, when Hikari's eyes sparked in a very Misato-like manner.

"Your baka-Shinji?" Hikari said in her teasing tone.

"SHUT UP, TRAITOR!" Asuka was fighting back, but was not succeeding due to her also fighting off her blush as she turned to the ground. The argument turned into a heated fight of insults and teasing, as Rei simply walked out the door.

"I do not understand. I will check on Shinji-sama's health condition now." Rei bowed and left. "I must remind Shinji... Sama... To buy me a collar. Perhaps... A blue one?"

"Wow, Shinji sure is light!" The agent thought, as he threw the limp body into the back of the car. "Hit the roads!"

Within moments, the car was at the designated location.

"Shinji... Sama has escaped his room?" Rei asked, in a flat tone as usual. However, this time she wore a slightly frowning face. She was improving.

"Yes, or he was taken. Either way, there was a coil of rope dangling out his window." The doctor replied, slightly amused by Rei's usage of 'sama'. "Kids these days, always making up new kinky stuff." He thought, thinking about all the different things Rei could've implied.

"I... see. Please contact me should he come back." With that, Rei decided to go home pondering why her spineless owner would jump out the window. So lost in such a ridiculous thought that she wasn't aware of the cloth making its way into her face...

His eyes opened slowly, his vision slightly blurred. His blue eyes and injuries telling him he's being carried. By somebody in black.

"Oh, so you're still with us?"

"That voice... I remember..."

"Well, I hope it wasn't Asuka who treated you like that. It looks pretty serious."

"He knew Asuka. A voice that knows Asuka..."

"Can't have you die just yet, Shinji. You're my ticket to Misato, and liberty from Asuka!"

"Liberty from Asuka... Misato... So familiar..."

"Can you remember anything, Shinji?"

"That voice... Him? Kaji?" Finally, Shinji snapped awake at the thought of that name. It was a name that he respected. A name that represented the one man whom he looked up to and wanted to be. Then he realized, this man is walking silently down a dark corridor lit by candles. The candles had a strange scent to them, a scent Shinji couldn't make out. He was overcame with fear as he realized the man's footsteps were barely making a sound. The silent dimness scared him.

"Hello? Are you still alive?" The man asked worriedly.

"Ka... Kaji...?" Shinji had his hopes up, filled to the brim with confidence now that Kaji is still alive. His voice beaming with delight. His body bloated with confidence. The air around him burned with his spirit and candles were lit lighter than before. "Is that you, Kaji!"

"Nope!" The man replied cheerily. Instantly, Shinji deflated and a few candles around him lost their flames.

"Then who are you?" Shinji inquired, holding back tears of frustration and anger.

"Well, when I was alive, I was called Kaji at least Now, I don't have a name!" Still excited, Kaji didn't even bother to be affected by the grief clearly making itself known in the boy's voice.

"It IS you, Kaji! I thought you died!" Not bothering to hold back any tears, Shinji cried his heart out on Kaji's shoulder... Only to have the wounds on his face burn with agony from tears and dirt. "ARRGH!"

"Officially I did, but in reality..."

The womanizer agent, Ryoji Kaji, faces a massive turbine. His life was short, and he knew it. He was like a candle, flickering at the end of the string. He heard footsteps. Silent foot steps. Menacing, but silent footsteps which scattered all moving things beneath in fear. As the sound drew close, Kaji turned around.

"Hi, you're late." He said, as he opened his eyes and heard a gunshot. "Well, so my life ends." He looked around. "What... I'm still alive?" Looking at his assailant, he found out that the bullet was in the dead carcass, not his skull. "I'm saved...?"

"NOT SO FAST! YOU OWE ME MONEY!" Shouted the short man with a shotgun.

"Shit, just when I thought I was going to live!" Kaji swore, unlike his smug roguish nature. Then, he heard a barrage of gunshots. It wasn't a shotgun, but rather, a machine gun. Thinking fast, he jumped face-down into the pool of blood that used to belong to his original assailant, making splashes splatter all over the place, creating a gory image to simulate a shotgun blast.

"You... YOU GOT ME PREGNANT!" The machine gun flailing girl shouted, and kicked the 'dead' Kaji in the balls a few times. Surprisingly, Kaji stayed perfectly still.

"... and that's how I survived the whole thing! Too bad afterwards, I couldn't make my move on Misato as a ghost. My... You know... Was under intense treatment." Kaji explained. He still regrets not being able to do it. But it was alright now, since his ticket to life was in his hands. Literally.

"I'm glad you're alive, Kaji!" Trying to hug his role model, he realized he was still being carried down the dark corridor and is now reaching a door. "Where are you taking me?"

"Remember your dad's position as commander?"

"Of course, he was a bastard." Bitter words were made even more bitter by the cold voice Shinji used.

"Well, he didn't get to that position alone. He had some... Help." Opening the door, the unshaven rogue gently put Shinji down on the ground. The door revealed a path that led to a chair and a desk. Almost complete replica of Gendo's chair and desk. "Take a seat, Shinji. We will talk from there."

Nodding, the boy complied, and sat in a position mimicking his fathers, just to see what it feels like. Unknown to him, however, he will grow to love that pose. The pose which he hated so much. The pose that will tell him where he got the genes to run away.

"BAKA! I'M STARVING!" Shouted a hungry red haired beast, otherwise known as "Asuka". A rare breed, one in the whole world, its scientific name being Sohrus Asukien Langlius. Stories claim that she was half-demon, half-girl. A combination of pure evil and a creature unknown to all but their own.

"Asuka, Shinji is at the hospital." Came the reply of the purple haired siren. This rare breed is also one of a kind. The name of it is "Misato". Scientific name: Misatous Katsuragus. A combination of innocence and experience. Legend has it that no developed, heterosexual man has ever resisted her charms. However, only the elusive "Kaji" monster, otherwise known as Ryoujien Kajo, has ever gotten his affections returned.

"Misato, can we just order something? Or go out to eat?" Whined Asuka, rocking on her bed.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Misato replied unhappily since Shinji wasn't home to cook, and it was her turn. She scratched her chin and thought about Shinji for a bit. "Say, Asuka, do you think Shinji will come home alive from eating hospital food?"

"That idiot can die for all I care!" Asuka shouted while reaching for the phone.

"Such love..." Sighed Misato as she goes back to her paper work, finding no teasing material.

"Ah, I see you are Rokubungi's son!"

"I'm no longer his son! I-I'm Yui Ikari's son!" Though trying his best, the young Ikari could not stay the same level of calm as his not-so-beloved father.

"You may not like your blood, but the Rokubungi blood within you, mixed with the biological genius Yui Ikari's genes has made you quite... Capable."

"Indeed. We shall give you some certain... Projects, which you may or may not proceed with. Nothing diabolical like your ambitious father, I assure you. However, these must still be done in the utmost secrecy. You will gain supreme command over all branches of NERV if you accept. Natur-"

"Are you telling me to follow my father's footsteps!" Interrupted the young Ikari in a burst of rage. "I refuse if you think I am anything like that heartless bastard!" By now, Shinji has lost his 'Gendo Pose' and is pounding on the table.

"Now, Shinji, it isn't TOTALLY unreasonable..." Reasoned Kaji. He didn't want to hurt the boy, but his want for Misato overrode that thought in the blink of an eye. Standing in his perfect posture and flashing his lady-killer smile, he can only hope to have one response from his young companion.

"Kaji, I'm a guy." Came the strangely and almost creepy calm reply from the Third Child, now shaking with rage and embarrassment. The encounter with Kaworu was... Shall we say, very influential to the introvert's sexual preferences.

"Shinji Rokubungi. You might not have a choice in this matter."

The voice without description boomed, and suddenly a light is turned on, showing a kitten.

"Comply, or you know what will happen!"

Just then, a mysterious figure in black tights seemingly came out of nowhere, grabbed the kitten and smashed through a window on her way out, giving the two males in the room a graceful flow of fake blond hair.

"Curses. The feline heroine strikes again. Our agents are quite incompetent, not being able to discover her identity."

Meanwhile, Kaji just stood, stunned, imagining it was Misato. Shinji was pondering on the identity of a cat loving fake blond, and nobody is paying attention to the two booming voices.

"Ahem, shall we return to our intended subject?"

No answer.

"AHEM!"

Shinji, slightly irritated and startled, jumped and nodded an agreement. The second light turned on, and he watched in horror. Rei Ayanami was bound and gagged on a chair, with an agent more than ready to inject her with... Sugar and caffeine. She was struggling, though it was hard to tell if she was trying to escape or willingly accept her punishment. Remembering the last time Rei had a sugar rush, Shinji freaked out. Kaji simply imagined Misato struggling, being restrained like that and swooning over the images.

"Can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again..." The frantic Shinji was chanting his new mantra over and over in his head. He simply couldn't let it happen again.

It had been another one of Misato's cooking days. Through some bright idea, the instant food-ruining guardian decided it would be in everybody's best interests to combine coffee with chocolate milk, and add cream and sugar to it. Knowing this, Asuka had done one of the rarest things she did. She invited Rei over, claiming 'Shinji-sama needed her protection'. As soon as she came over, Asuka drugged the poor blue haired beauty with a carton's worth of this new innovative drink. All in the name of not hurting Misato's feelings of course

The results weren't pretty.

Shinji was scared. VERY scared. Scared out of his wits. No, Rei was not showing emotion. No, Rei was not about to kill him for lying. The true reason was, there was a creepy hyper activeness Rei simply squealed like a schoolgirl in her monotone voice to 'her Shinji-sama', delivering monotone laughs and giggles, all the while keeping an emotionless face. The sheer creepiness of this event opened up Rei somewhat, giving her the ability to crack a smile, but scarred the lives of the Katsuragi household forever.

"Can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again, can't let it happen again..."

"NOOOOOOO!" The boy wailed to the skies with his hands at either sides of his head. This brought all attention to him, except Kaji's, who is still imagining Misato.

"Rokubun-"

"Ikari." The boy corrected, looking irritated from being interrupted.

"Yes, yes, Ikari, would you like to reconsider? We would certainly be displeased to be forced to use torture."

Regaining his composure, the young Roku-Ikari went back to his 'Gendo Pose'. He hid the upside down smile of his worried frown behind his hands, but his brows were exposed. He made a mental note to get orange shades.

"Release Ayanami." He said, in a surprisingly cold voice that surprised even himself. It was a voice that only one man could project. Gendo.

"Very well. Her restraints will be removed once you sign this contract."

The booming voice produced a piece of paper no bigger than the size of a hand. An unusual trait for fine-print. Usually a contract was the equivalent of a short novel.

"I hereby sell my soul to the mysteriously unnamed organization and complete their projects. Sign here." Shinji read aloud to himself. It was simple, and it was to the point. It couldn't have been better. He weighed in his mind having a sugar rush Rei and selling his soul. The decision was obvious. Without hesitation, Shinji scribbled on the line provided. "Alright, here, I signed it. Now return Ayanami to me!" Exclaimed the 'calm' Shinji. He was too worried to keep the tone of his father.

The agent cut loose the bound beauty and removed her gag. As he walked away, he was assaulted by the very same beauty he released, determined to take the intoxicating mixture from him. Fearing for his life, the agent simply threw the carton of caffeine and sugar at the red eyed girl, and scrambled away for his life.

"I may... Be addicted to this." Thought Rei, as she consumed the whole carton without taking a breath, and turned to her Shinji-sama. Her thoughts were set on one thing: "Shinji-sama!"

"Shinji-sama. Oh my god oh my god are you here to save me oh my god." The monotone girl squealed and sobbed. In a monotone manner. Clinging to Shinji.

Needless to say, the next few hours would be the second most traumatizing event in the Third Child's life. Kaji, however, began imagining Misato having a sugar rush and him there to see it, now that he was alive again.

To be continued... Maybe?

A/N: Well, this is most likely a story I will post, then come back to edit once I get reviews. If the readers feel obligated to slave me into padding every little detail in this story, I will. If the readers feel that this story is OOC, I blame it on stereotypes. Shinji is not as spineless as most fan fictions say, and he is the second most OOC character in this chapter. Kaji is... Well, he's starved of love since he's dead. He must be taking it hard. He'll be worked back to the Kaji we know and love through later episodes. Others are exaggerated, I feel. Everybody will be worked back to normal, since I dislike how... EXTREME their personalities went in this chapter. Or maybe I'll just unconsciously keep them this way. Either way, I might continue and finish this before I start on my other fanfics.

Can you imagine a monotone sugar rush? That's like... A crime against all that is sugar rush! I shudder from just THINKING about a girl on a sugar rush speaking monotone unconditioned love to me. Though happening would make me very happy, but also very traumatized as well. So, any takers out there? Preferably female, around-Ahem, yea, thats all, later.

Scurries off before he turns the author's note into a date search

Added Omake:

A freelance fishing fleet sailed the seven seas, catching fish all over the world. It was a legend amongst legends for sailors, pirates and sea captains alike. It had a crew of over 5000 people, each loved fishing as much as the last, despite coming from different parts of the world. The massive fleet caught whales as if they were shrimps, and shrimps as if they were dust. Yet that is not the most amazing trait of all-They never over fish. No fish had gone extinct due to their arrival.

"Ok, lets haul it in!" Yoshimoto cried to his crew.

"ALRIGHT!" Jim exclaimed, and quickly joined his gang to pull the net back up.

"What-WHAT IS THIS!" Yoshimoto screamed in terror, as the fish were hauled up.

It wasn't surprising. The fish all had a bearded human head in a stone-cold expression, its flippers in a bridge in front of their mouth and face.

"It's all going according to scenario." They said in unison, as the ship was ripped and mauled for fish food.