Prologue(Hello! A word from the cow-writer here. I am writing this with a friend, Tifastrifeinlove, so props to her for much of this. Firstly the disclaimer; we own nothing. Secondly; I like humour. It will exist throughout. But my friend Tifastrifeinlove is a little bit more on the dramatic side so hopefully we'll be able to present a good mix of both to you. The story will be told from differing perspectives depending on the chapter and there are only two OC's, this is not going to be OC centric all the time. Many chapters will be focused on the P3 characters but for the intention of introducing the OC's the prologue, first and second chapter will showcase the OC's a little bit more. Cheers guys.)
"I think I'm lost."
The docks were close though. She could smell the drying fish. It was noon and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, not exactly a worrying setting. But still…The girl craned her neck up to look at the tops of the apartment buildings crowding into the narrow street. "This certainly doesn't look like the school."
"You lost, sweetheart?" He was tall and unwashed and nothing else about him seemed to strike her as important.
She blinked up at him and looked back at her map. She held out the map and pointed at a circled red spot "I'm not here. I need to be here."
He had yellow teeth too, she remarked, when he smiled. And a knife. Tall, unwashed, yellow teeth, and he was holding a knife. That's more important things than most people revealed about themselves in the space of two minutes. He ripped her map in two and waved the knife in her face, "You can scream, no one'll care."
Scream? The girl tried to decide whether or not this counted as presumptuous and didn't protest when the man grabbed her arm. Definitely presumptuous. "Hey…" She struggled abruptly and the knife he had been waving in front of her was accidentally sliced across her face, just beneath her eye.
"Hey!" She said more forcefully, feeling tears come to her eyes. "You cut me! What are you doing? I'm a kid! You can't cut kids with knives!"
"You cut your own damn face you brat! Tell ya what, I'm gonna rough you up a little. Got to teach you to stay outta here properly, that right? Then you go crying home to Mommy and Daddy but you don't mention it, or I'll rough you up proper. Got it?"
"Hey…" suddenly a teen who looked like a junior high student wearing a black beanie approached them. "Let her go, or do I need to beat your ass?"
The girl blinked, smiled widely. Here was her knight in shining armour! He was a little scrawny- the sort of look kids who hit their growth spurt and forgot to up their diet had. But he was cute. Give him a few years.
"Who do you think you are punk? Stay out of this!" The mugger shoved the girl enough to make her stumble. He rounded on the teen and brandished the knife in front of him threateningly.
"Look out!" The girl gasped, reaching out to hold the mugger back as she stumbled. Her eyes squeezed shut as her fingers closed on the air. She heard a loud 'oomf' and the sound of someone hitting the ground. She hoped it wasn't her knight.
"Hmph…Get bent." The teen spat at the kneeling mugger. Somehow he'd managed to wrench the knife away from him.
The mugger grabbed at his bleeding nose, glared up at the teen. He looked ready to tussle again but the sight of the knife in some one else's hand must have made him reconsider. "You're gonna regret this" he said through gritted teeth.
The teen feinted towards the mugger with the knife, scaring him into stumbling backwards against the pavement. As the mugger made off, swearing under his breath, the teen looked over at the girl and cringed on the inside.
"You saved me!" She swooned as she walked closer to him. He shrugged and started to walk off but the girl called after him, "Wait!"
The teen put on his most obviously irritated expression before pointedly turning back and fixing her with blasé eyes. Un-phased the girl fairly skipped after him, "Can you tell me where Gekkoukan High School is?" she asked cheerfully. Did she not notice the blood on her cheek? At least she wasn't bawling.
The teen intensified his irritated look but sighed when it appeared to have no effect. "Gimme your map kid."
The girl blinked, looked back at the torn pieces of the map that had been discarded on the street. "Um… OK." She brought them back to him, brushing off the dust foot prints on them. She held the two separate, sagging pieces up in front of him.
The teen marked out the directions on the map, folded the two pieces together and handed them back to her. "Now, you gonna leave me alone?"
"No." The girl said, eyes gleaming, a big grin on her face.
"What the hell do you want from me?" he snapped.
"Just your name" she chirped.
He stared at her blankly. "Shinjiro…"
The girl smiled "Shinjiro, I'll remember that! The name of my saviour!"
"What?" he looked at her, blushing.
"I promise I'll find you again and repay my debt to you Shinjiro!" The girl smiled and went off to the school.
The teen was left standing there with a blank look. He sighed heavily. "What have I gotten myself into?"