Hey! So, i made a sequel, yaaaaay! Actually i was more like pestered into it by a certain someone...also i also want to thank Schrodude for some advice on some stuffs. like the decision to not make this about their children. yeah, that was a good idea.
so, below i have the lyrics to one of my favorive songs that i decided was the theme to the last one and this one. This is going to focus more on Amon (i think) and cid (eventually). the first chap here is more of an exposition than actual story like how the last one started.
And they cry And they call As the wayward walk alone
City lights Urban sprawl In a place no one should know
Shown no grace Shown no love These mean streets are meant for none
[Chorus:]
Take them back to the start Let the purest of heart Know their worth is still spoken As they fight to exist We neglect and resist Let this circle be broken
Broken homes Broken lives They repeat themselves in time
It's passed on Down the line Till we heal the wounds inside
It's not too late To make things right Dress wounds with loves pure light
[Chorus]
They're still waiting They still cry They still want to know they'll be all right
All I'm saying Can we try? To bring the wayward ones back home tonight
Bring the wayward one back home tonight
[Chorus]
~Alter Bridge, Wayward One
Reign:
Chapter One
"Pencils down, The test is over." Sighs and groans filled the lecture hall as the aspiring students followed their proctor's instructions. It wasn't until they, in their test-shock state of mind, were dismissed that joyful or saddened remarks about the exam began. Spotting a boy still sitting in his seat, one ambiguous girl decided to approach him. Maybe it was because he was all alone, or because she hoped to make a few more friends before the school year started. One thing was for certain though, he had the blonde hair and blue eyes- A foreigner- and that definitely added to her decision.
"Test-shock?" She asked.
"Huh?" He mumbled and looked up at her. She smiled. "Nah, I was sleeping."
"You fell asleep while taking your entrance exam?!" She exclaimed. Poor boy, he probably pulled an all nighter on this test and then had it backfire.
"I just finished early is all."
"No way, people study for this test for years. Even my brother became a ronin."
He shrugged. "It wasn't that hard to me." He picked up his pencil and threw on his backpack before heading towards the door.
The girl turned and muttered. "Private school."
The boy's ears perked up. "Wrong!" He called over his shoulder. "I never went to high school!"
She blinked. "Who was that?" She looked down at the test on his desk. "Cid Gerissen…"
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"Cid Gerissen? Who's that?" Yawned a very tired politician.
"He took the entrance exam to Kiritsu University and obtained the highest score." The university's dean answered.
"There's always one every year…" He sighed, hinting for more information.
"Mine-sama, even you will be surprised with this kid, he's only sixteen and he has no high school records."
Mine's eyes widened. He composed himself before speaking again. "As a large financial contributor to this school, may I check him out?"
"My God, sir, you're the Prime Minister, go right ahead! He'll be excited too, when I interviewed him he said that he's aspiring to become a politician like yourself."
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Bzzzz! Cid looked up from his papers and started towards the door. Pressing the talk button, he spoke into the receiver. "Hello?"
"Hello, I'm here on behalf of Kiritsu University, on a Cid Gerissen's application."
"Oh! Yes, please come in!" Cid exclaimed and unlocked his door. He turned to scope out his room, immediately noticing piles of dirty clothes, fast food wrappings, and a general messiness. "Damn it! They should have called me first!" He ran around the room, kicking things under his bed and placed his dishes in the sink, turning on the water.
Knock. Knock. "Crap." He ran to the door, all the while cursing the fact that he lived on the first floor. Cid roughly grabbed the door handle, yet opened it with grace. "Welcome, sir!" He gazed up into the face of his visitor and gasped. This was no visitor, this was his idol. "Prime minister Nikawa, sir!" He hastily bowed his head before looking up again. This had to be a dream!
"Your water's running." Mine pointed at the water that was spilling all over the floor.
"Wha?-GAH!" Cid jumped over to the sink, switched off the faucet and threw a towel on the floor. While this was happening, Mine took a step into the room and glanced around. He immediately noticed a few distinct items, one being an old looking book on the boy's couch-it had a circle on it and many strange symbols, next he saw papers lying on the table-a draft- that had words like witch and craft appearing often. Lastly he saw a picture hanging on the wall of Cid and a friend taken a while back. That friend had bright green eyes and wild brown hair…he knew who this boy was!
"You're the boy with invisibility craft?" He exclaimed. Cid leapt up off the floor and stared at the man.
"What did you say?"
Mine pointed at the objects. "A book of spells, that picture…Hunter was taken down by the STN-J not even two years ago, his best friend-the invisible boy-disappeared afterwards." He turned his gaze now to the papers spread over the table.
"What do you know about the STN?" Cid slipped into defensive mode.
"I looked into them before I came into office because of the fact that they do whatever they want regardless of us government officials. I found out what they are really about. I don't like them." Mine spoke while reading over Cid's paper. "And neither do you. So you're trying to prove the existence of witches?" He said as he put the paper down.
Cid gave him a skeptical look. "What do you want from me?"
"First of all, you've been accepted to Kiritsu University. Second, I want you to help me prove that witches do exist and take down the STN-J." He held out his hand. "Well, what do you say?"
A fire shone in Cid's eyes as he reached to shake the man's hand. "Sounds like a plan."
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"You're drifting to the left." At the sound of his voice, Robin's already tense shoulders tensed even more and her eyebrows twitched in annoyance. "Too far right." Her eyes flicked over to him and her hands tightened around the steering wheel, making her knuckles turn white. "You're driving like a drunk."
"I know that, it's too sensitive." She snapped.
"It's not the car, she works just fine for me. You're taking up two lanes." Robin growled, glaring between the road and the faces of the angry drivers behind her through the mirrors.
"Amon, you don't need to beet around the bush, I'm a horrible driver."
"You're not horrible. If you forget the fact that you've been driving for almost a year and still can't stay in your lane."
Has it really been a year? Robin thought while shooting Amon a look to get him to laugh. "I still don't see why I need to learn to drive, I have the vespa to get me places when you can't." The words flowed from her mouth automatically, it was something she said every time she had to drive. "I can't stand driving." …A year?! Robin glanced at him again.
"Fine, pull into that gas station and I'll drive the rest of the way home." Amon noticed Robin's reaction, she had the look of slight annoyance, a pinch of anger, and the rest was worry and impatience. He knew that look, and he was on it's receiving end anytime time was brought up. It was as if she was asking him 'What are you waiting for?' And truthfully, he didn't have an answer.
It had been about two years since he told her (sort of) how he felt, and since then nothing had really changed. Why in no way had anything to do with Robin, She was more than willing and he knew that, it was about him. Nagira often called him a wuss or a scaredy-cat because of it and he would be right. He could stare down any witch while in the face of danger, but when it came to this eighteen year old girl he trembled and quake at whatever she might think. He would, of course, always defend himself saying something about 'timing' or 'the right moments' but he knew he was simply putting off doing anything. And it wasn't really as if nothing changed. He and Robin had gotten very close and were basically a couple - minus things like holding hand, kissing and all that 'physical' stuff.
You would think, being that he had already done it, that kissing her wouldn't be that big of a deal. But that didn't count, it was so…lame. Lame. That's right Amon, you're a complete disappointment. And that's exactly what he saw in her eyes every time he looked at her.
They pulled into the gas station and both of them got out. "I'm going in for a soda, do you want anything?" He asked.
After a brief second of thought she answered. "I'll come with you."
But really, what was he supposed to do? They had gotten so used to this that maybe trying something new would be awkward. 'Relationships are awkward at first, but they're exciting too!' Nagira had told him, since when had he made him his official 'love coach'? and anyway, exciting? He didn't want things to get too exciting, she was still only...well, technically, she was eighteen now and no longer a kid… He glanced at her over the selves and nodded. It's time to be a man, Amon!
Robin grabbed a small container of ice-cream and spotted Amon making his way towards her, huge mega-soda in hand. "Ready to go?" She nodded and followed him up to the counter and placed her item on top.
"That will be 700 yen." Amon reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Robin idly watched and noticed a picture inside. It was of the two of them at the cherry blossom festival last spring, it was late night and she had been tired so Amon was carrying her on his back. They were dressed fully in traditional yukata and had the prizes that they (Amon) had won in their arms. As Robin recalled the day she spoke. "That was a lot of fun!" and pointed at the picture.
"Yeah, pretty cool for your first time?" He smiled and handed the money to the clerk. "Well, except for the fact that Nagira was stalking us." He added, smiled fading.
"I don't remember that…" But she did remember that she had mistaking sake for water, resulting in the omission of her memory of late that night.
"You wouldn't, he emailed me this photo and some others the next day." Some photos he knew he was not going to show her. Well only one, Amon's face slightly flushed at the memory of his lips on her cheek. It was to get the cotton candy stuck there and a very bold move for Amon, though he could image Robin's thoughts went something like 'Damn it Amon, you missed!' still it was surprisingly spontaneous coming from him.
And, as the way things work out, Robin immediately thought of that same moment because he said 'and some others', knowing that Nagira would never miss out on a chance like that. She had been so surprised that he'd done it that by the time it registered in her head, she had lost her chance to turn it into a kiss by simply move his hand away and tilt her head. Oh how she had wished for those warm lips and tongue to reach hers. Robin blinked and slightly shook her head. Stop thinking those naughty thoughts! And because every time one is told not to do something, immediately the temptation to do it grows, another memory came to her mind.
She had demanded to know how Amon had caught a fish at one of those stands where you try to win one by catching it with the paper scoopers. He had said that he didn't know when the guy who ran the stand cut in and said that 'you have to be firm but gentle.' and shot her a knowing look. Needless to say, everyone above the age of twelve within hearing range burst out with laughter. Amon had turned a color red that she didn't think was humanly possible to turn, so it was probably a good thing he hadn't heard the woman behind her whisper 'That ones a keeper'. Thanks for putting those thoughts in her head.
Robin shook her head again with bright red cheeks. Amon chuckled to himself, thinking it was funny how obvious she was. By now they had made it back to the car, this time Amon in the drivers seat and Robin in the passengers. "How about we do something fun." Amon suggested. "Instead of going home." He added awkwardly.
Robin's face lit up. "Okay!" Amon smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be as painful as he thought it would be. It was silly how much time he had wasted. "Oh." That didn't sound good. Amon glanced over at her. "I have ice-cream."
"Right."
After a silence Robin asked. "Where were you thinking of going?"
"I don't know." As he said this he began wondering where she might want to go.
"You were going to drive around until we found someplace?"
"I guess." Where would she want to go?
Robin visibly twitched at his answer. One to four word answers were his thing and it made making conversation difficult to say the least. She could get him to talk whenever, really, but it always took time. Though, once she got him talking he usually didn't shut up. "Robin?"
"Yes?"
"What would you think about taking a vacation?" Amon asked. Anyone other than Robin would not have been able to pick out the subtle hesitation and nervousness in his words, a sound that she had grown to pick out of his strong and seemingly unwavering voice.
"Like when all of us went to the ocean last summer?" She asked excitedly.
Ouch. "Yes, but I was thinking of just the two of us."
A small blush formed on Robin's cheeks. "O-oh." she gave a smile. "That would- I- it sounds" She nodded. "I'd like that."
A big smile crept onto his face. It felt like a cloud had been lifted from his shoulders. "Of course, this is all rhetorical." Amon said with mock seriousness. Robin glared at him, a copy of one of his own, causing him to laugh. She looked at him oddly before laughing herself.
Please review! even though i don't think there is much to review about...oh well! i finished chap. 2 but i have to type it now so it'll probably be up within a week!
