Ellie: AAhhhh! This is my very first fanfiction to exist on this website EVER!! *breaths deeply* DAWHHIMSOFLIPPINEXCITED~! Anyways, *straightens shirt* Here is the first chapter to Samurai! I hope you enjoy! :)
Ellie: Oh I almost forgot! Honey-kun, would you do the honors?
Honey-senpai: Of course! Ellie does not own any characters in this story with the exception of Kimi and Nana! Bisco Hatori owns ALLLL of us!
Ellie: Hehe, thank you Honey-kun! *Gives Honey a cake*
Honey-senpai: Yay!
"No, no, no," She pleaded quietly to the two older, grinning boys, "I'm going to be late, I really need to go." She feebly held out her wallet, "Please, just take it. I have to go."
"Aww, Look at the girly, she's scared! She's a cutie, ain't she Toji?" The shorter one, a little tubby with long black hair mentioned to the taller one, with bleached spiked hair.
"Haha, yeah Nishi. It's your troll face that's scaring her. Let's show her how to have a good time, hmm?"
The two boys had already cornered her into a cramped alley way, and they were coming closer and closer. She knew if she cried for help it would be useless, no one could ever hear her, and if they did, they wouldn't care. She dropped her wallet, and continued walking backwards, not letting her eyes leave the captors. She held her bag tightly as if hoping it would shield them away.
"Let me go!"
The boys were closing in, their eyes gleaming, and their mocking laughter crowding her thoughts. Tears were forming in her cloudy gray eyes, and she tried turning, but they had already grabbed her. She writhed wildly, trying to escape their grasp. The shorter one had grabbed her wrists, and kept his hold tight and rigid. She started gasping nervously as she felt a cloth making her way in front of her mouth and nose. No… no… Her thoughts were scattering and drifting away, and her eyes rolled back.
The taller one gathered her up over his shoulder, allowing his hand to greedily slide down her legs. As the shorter one gathered up her belongings, a flash of black hair whipped down the alleyway. Contact was made, as a large fist collided with taller boy's jaw.
"What the fu—"
No more was said, as the tall dark stranger quickly took out the two boys. Punches were thrown, strangled gasps and chokes echoed hauntingly in the alleyway. It was over before the two boys knew what happened. They scurried away into the deeper alleys, muttering curses under their breaths. The tall dark haired boy clad in an iris uniform turned to see a young looking girl lying across the cement alleyway. Her eyes were shut, but there were tear stains down her cheek. The navy middle school uniform she was wearing was slightly torn at the sleeves, and her wrists were red and bruised. She wore her dark ash hair in small pigtails, falling to right below her breast. Her frame was petite; she was no taller then 5 feet.
The tall boy ran his hand through his dark wispy hair, tugging lightly at the ends. A concerned wistful look took place in his dark eyes as he looked at her bag. He went rigid as he saw the Ouran crest nestled curtly on the bags middle. His eyebrows furrowed curiously, but instead he went down to prop the girl up.
I can't bring her home… He instead sat against the wall and propped the young girl's head into his lap. He removed his school blazer, and laid it delicately atop the girls sleeping figure. Her chest was quietly rising and falling as she lay there completely vulnerable. He removed his gaze and whipped out his cell phone in a quick fluid motion, and dialed the familiar number silently.
"Mitsukuni," He rumbled quietly into the phone.
"Takashi, is that you? Where did you go?"
"Something came up. I'll meet you later."
"Oh, alright. Phone me when you're done, Ne?"
"Ah."
Click. He looked back down at the girl, her body was twitching nervously and she was shaking her head. A nightmare? He tried stroking her hair in a form of comfort and the girl sighed heavily, leaning into his hand. Her breath was uneven and shallow, but at the touch of the boy's hands, was calming. She turned into his shirt, letting the calming stranger envelope her with his silent comforting presence.
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"Hmmm…" The young girl rubbed her eyes and sat up. She looked down, to see herself curled in a soft blazer, a familiar crest born on the chest. She turned around, and saw a tall boy sitting against the wall, his dark hair bedraggled across his head, and gracing the nape of his neck. His strong jaw was highlighted by the midmorning sun, with an indifferent look across his sleeping features.
The girl turned away and felt her cheeks heat up, did he save me? She looked back towards the sleeping figure, with his arms folded neatly across his navel. His chest was rising and falling underneath his white undershirt. He's so… Her face reddened, and she turned away grasping his jacket. Handsome…
It was like the fairy tale she would always read, the tale of the gallant samurai, saving the maiden in distress at the perfect moment. The samurai, the kindred gentle soul that looked out for all who could not do so for themselves. She could hardly believe her eyes, she didn't think people like that existed in Japan anymore.
"Ah! Oh no, I'm going to be late!" The girl yelped. She shrugged off the large jacket, and laid it gently across his lap. She hurriedly pulled out a piece of stationary, and with her ballpoint pen she scrawled a simple note. She folded it neatly into a triangle, and left it loosely between his fingers.
"Arigato," She whispered, and bowed quickly before dashing away to the busy streets.
Until the day we meet again,
I will never forget you. I am indebted to you.
Thank you, Samurai-kun.
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"Takashi!" A sugary voice hollered.
"Hnn."
"You weren't calling, I got worried. Ne, were you sleeping?"
Takashi nodded slowly, and lifted his arms to get up. He saw the small triangle of paper slip from his knuckles, and caught before it touched the ground.
"What's that Takashi?"
Takashi unfolded the paper his eyes quietly scanning the paper. His eyes drifted away and he and allowed a small smile to curve his lips. Samurai…
"What is it Takashi?" The petite senior persisted.
"Ah…"
Ellie: Yess I did it! 8D! I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter!! Please read and review for cakes!! With strawberries on them!
