More Black Bullet.
I love it so much. It's so freaking cool!
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-ShockScythe
Some things never change; like training at Kisara-san's place. Tina and Kisara-san trained inside while Enju and I trained outside. It's been a little less than a week since I first met Aoki-san. And, strangely enough, she stuck around - visiting almost every day. She was here even now. "Alright," I said clearly, "Remember, rubber bullets still hurt," I reminded Enju. It seemed like I always told her that before we started training. She nodded, "I got it, I got it." Glancing back at Aoki-san, who leaned against the wall surrounding the perimeter, she grinned, "Watch, Angel-nee-chan!" Turning back to me, she gave a thumbs up. I nodded and pointed the gun at her. Her eyes turned red and was gone once I pulled the trigger. This was also training for me to see if I could hit a fast moving target. My Varanium eye slowed down the scene in front of me, allowing me focus on Enju. I fired the gun but missed, the bullet blazing past her ear as she zig zagged out of the way. I fired a few more times, still missing since Enju was just too quick. After firing another time, she had disappeared from view. My legs were kicked out from under me and I fell towards the ground. Holding my gun, I saw the side of a very familiar boot swing into my hands, knocking the weapon from my grasp. With a thud that rattled my skull, I lifted my head slightly just as Enju's foot came down, striking the ground right beside my head. I swear, I let out an almost-silent squeak that I pray no one heard. Enju's eyes returned to normal and she smiled, "How was that?" she asked, getting back. I sat up, rubbing the back of my head, "Ugh... Good. I really wasn't expecting that.." I got to my feet and walked towards my gun when Enju skipped towards Aoki-san, "Angel-nee-chan! Angel-nee-chan! Did you see!? Wasn't it cool!?" Picking up the gun, I smiled slightly, watching the two. Enju has been happier lately. It had something to do with Aoki-san. When I asked her about it after one of our jobs this past week, she simply smiled and said; "She's like a big sister! I've always wanted a big sister." Seeing Enju happy made me happy. "Rentaro!" she called, causing me to look in her direction as she dragged Aoki-san towards me, "You and Angel-nee-chan should fight!" My eyes widened, "Eh? No way! I'm not gonna fight a girl!"
"Why not?" she asked, puffing out her cheeks. "Because it's wrong," I responded, waving a finger by her face. Enju crossed her arms, sticking out her tongue, "You're just scared that Angel-nee-chan will kick your butt!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
Aoki-san looked at me, "What if I don't do the thing?" I tilted my head, "What thing?" As if in response to my question, her eyes turned electric blue then back again. My eyes widened, "Oh, that thing."
"I don't like being left out," Enju informed us, "Hurry up and fight her, Rentaro! Before I deem you a wimp!" I frowned crossing my arms, "I'm not a wimp."
"Then fight Angel-nee-chan."
Aoki-san sighed, putting a gloved hand on the little girl's shoulder, "It's okay, Enju-chan. Satomi-kun just doesn't want to be beaten by a girl."
"YOU'RE ON, WOMAN!" I shouted, pointing at her. She smirked, "Got you."
"Evil..!"
Enju giggled and took a few steps back. Aoki-san and I did the same, backing up so that it was like an official battle. I holstered the gun, deciding against using it for this. Enju looked at me, "Ready?" I nodded and she turned to Aoki-san, "Ready?" She nodded. Grinning, Enju announced; "Go!"
Wanting to end this quickly, I rushed forward, swinging my leg towards Aoki-san's stomach. She stepped back to avoid it, quickly stepping forward again and throwing a sudden punch towards my head. It was so sudden, so quick, I barely dodged it, stepping to the side. Grabbing her extended arm, I pulled her forward and swung my elbow into her neck. But her head - and neck - were gone, completely clear of my attack. She had brought her head back to avoid getting hit. It was something unexpected. A terrible mistake on my part was that I didn't release her arm. Using this to her advantage, she yanked downwards, bringing me down with her arm. I fell onto my chest and rolled over, blinking in shock as I stared at the dark knuckles centimeters from my face. Aoki-san looked down at me, kneeling over me with one hand to the side, to keep her balance perfect, and the other, as mentioned seconds before, was centimeters from my face. Silence filled the air. Slowly, her arms returned to her sides, "Normally," she said, "I would have had my index and middle finger out, prepared to jab your eyes inward." My eyes widened even more, "B-brutal..!" She shrugged and smirked lightly, "I'm glad I decided against it at the last second. Otherwise, you would be blind right now."
"God, save me..." I whispered. Aoki-san glanced to the side and her eyes widened slightly. She quickly brought up her left arm to block a dark bladed katana. The sword collided with her forearm with the echoing sound of metal striking metal. I looked up at the wielder, "Kisara-san!? What are you doing?!" I demanded. Kisara-san glared at Aoki-san, "Who are you?" she hissed, "Why are you here?"
"Aoki Angel," Aoki-san responded coolly, remaining calm under the other's burning gaze, "Enju-chan wanted me to come and watch her and Satomi-kun train." Kisara-san brought her sword back then suddenly swung at Aoki-san again, who jumped off of me and out of the blade's path. "How do you know Enju and Satomi-kun?" Kisara-san demanded. Aoki-san stared at Kisara-san, her arms up in defense, "I met Satomi-kun first," she responded, "when I assisted him against a Stage One Gastrea." I looked at Kisara-san then at Aoki-san, my eyes widening slightly, "Aoki-san," I said, getting to my feet, "Your arm..." She looked at her left arm, at the tear in her sleeve and the bleeding gash on her pale arm, "Huh..." she said simply, as if it was a paper cut instead of a sword wound, "That sucks..." Kisara-san stomped her foot like a frustrated child, "You're so annoying, acting all tough like that, you monster!"
I faced her, "Woah, why are you calling her a monster?"
"Don't defend her, Satomi-kun! A human can't move like that!"
While we bickered, Enju and Tina ran to Aoki-san, asking if she was alright. I frowned, "Are you implying that she's something other than a human?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying! Weren't you listening?! The way she fought you... She was like a Cursed Child!"
"So?"
"So?! Satomi-kun, they started showing up 10 years ago. She's older than 10!"
My eyes narrowed, "Are you saying... She's like an actual Gastrea or what?" Kisara-san brought her voice down to a whisper, "I'm thinking she's an Infected human. A human Gastrea, if you will."
"Like the one I went after..?"
We looked at Aoki-san. Though Kisara-san's words made me uneasy, I just couldn't see it. Then, I remembered what Aoki-san said after the fight with Satori Hitori; She was more of a weapon than I was. If that was the case, it would easily explain the way she fought and the calmness she had after being attacked by Kisara-san. I thought about it for a moment. For some reason, I decided against telling Kisara-san about Aoki-san having Varanium, artificial limbs. Tina looked at the flesh wound on Aoki-san's arm, "Onee-chan, are you sure you're alright?" she asked. Aoki-san nodded, "I am. Let me bandage it real quick." She went to work, pulling gauze from her oh-so-amazing tool belt. I looked at Kisara-san again and was stunned to see the crazed look in her eyes, "Why," she asked, "is my Initiator calling her 'Onee-chan'? She's...betraying me..." I snorted, "Betraying?! Where the hell did you get that stupid idea?" But she didn't seem to hear, rushing past me with her sword at the ready. I didn't hear the words she hissed under her breath before springing up, her raised over her head. My eyes widened when I analyzed the situation; a Varanium sword swinging downward for an attack with two Cursed Children in the attack range. Both Tina and Enju could easily get hurt. "Kisara-san!" I shouted. Tina's eyes widened and Enju let out some sort of surprised cry. But something was wrong; Kisara-san didn't seem to care.
