Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I only own My character and an actual katana. Also to clear any confusion Ryoko will have human emotions but will still be able to manipulate data. Also a reviewer pointed out this is more of a prologue while I was thinking more of an introduction to my character. I think ethier way of thinking works as long as you can still enjoy reading it :P
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Chapter 1-Introduction
I was given an assignment, which is odd seeing as I'm a higher up, because apparently I had the best chance of being dragged off into some club. They refused to tell me anymore and sent me off on my merry way, which by the way was never that merry in the first place… I ended up having to leave all my friends and work behind because I was to be transferred to North High the next day. You can probably tell I don't have much enthusiasm for this assignment and I still fail to see why I needed to be sent here at all, yet what really bugs me is why they think I'm so interesting.
No matter if I like it or not an assignment is an assignment. They also told me that I am never to communicate with them again and I'm not aloud to go back under any circumstances…something tells me I got fired and they decided to dump me off, but that means I'm free to do what I want as long as I keep watch on this so called target who has something to do with a goddess, a club, and many strange activities. In a sense I've been unrestricted of the restrictions of time travel…which is nice.
North High is in Japan so I had to get on a plane to get there. My lodging has already been taken care of the transfer papers as well and anything else. Lucky for me I already know the language or else I'd been in one hell of a pickle that I wouldn't be getting out of anytime soon. Now even though this mission isn't supposed to be hard I have a feeling my training in hand-to-hand and katana-based combat will have to used at some point even if it's just some punk who ticks me off.
After I arrived, I was told, I would start attending the next day. Now the one thing I have failed to mention is that I've studied the ways of the samurai and I was told the school would let me wear kimonos as long as they matched school colors, which for me will be blue, white, and red. To my displeasure I had none of the sort so I had to go and buy five kimonos to fit the code…something tells me I'm gonna stand out, but that won't bother me at all. I'm also to carry my katana, but they said not to use it unless absolutely necessary and if anyone asks I'm to say it's a prop. Here is to hoping tomorrow won't be too stressful and I'll get some enjoyment out of it. Who knows I might even meet someone who catches my eye.
Ah yes, I'm not Japanese but I do have a Japanese name. My name is Kotaro, not to be confused with the Mortal Kombat character Kintaro, I am about 16 years of age I stand at 6'2" I have light brown hair and hazel eyes. I think I'm nothing more then average but some people think I'm just a bit wider then normal…to each their own I guess. And with that thought I slowly drifted to sleep.
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