And I'm back with an Angelic Layer fic. First time with an Angelic Layer fic. I feel so proud. Anyways, I hope you readers will enjoy this. I'm sorry if you think chapter one is crappy, but I just can't start stories. I learned that through writing them. I also learned that I can't start anything like starting a story, an essay, or a speech. Hmmm, Maybe I'm start retareded . . . hey, is that possible?
Disclaimer: I don't own AL, Angelic Layer, which is owned by CLAMP, but if I DID own Angelic Layer, then I probably wouldn't share Mihara Oujiro with anyone. Hey, I know you Oujiro-sama fan girls feel that way too. BUUUTTT, ew, that sounds like BUTT rather than BUT, anyways, BUT, I do own my own original charecter who you'll soon met and hate. Thank you and enjoy.
It started with a rainy day and simple words . . . and yet you couldn't say anything back to me . . . I hate you . . . What's so special about her anyways . . .
"Misakichi!" Misaki looked up to see her one of her many best friends, Tamayo. "Tamayo-chan." She greeted back with a sweet smile she always gave. "Kotaro-chan." She added in and then looked at the eight year old girl, with long black hair and purple colored eyes. Misaki's smile grew as she greeted her. "Hatoko-chan. Is Light Speed Suzuka with you?" She asked and Hatoko smiled with a nod.
Four years ago, Hatoko was the first person she ever met. Who helped her with Angelic Layer. Hatoko was her friend, rival, teacher and her second at the Nationals till the very end and still is, but now since she has been Champion for four consecutive years, holding the longest title of Champion, Hatoko has been more of a rival then anything, but Misaki refused to let that get in their way of friendship.
"Tamayo and I are going shopping later." Kotaro said, looking at Misaki. "And Hatoko is going to train later with Suzuka." "Misaki-san, let's train together!" Hatoko suggested and Misaki nodded. "Okay!" "Misakichiiii!" Tamayo then put Kotaro in the usual head-lock. "The Champion has to stay in shape for her fifth year Kotaro!" Her grip then started to get tighter. "Don't disturb her that much!" Hatoko and Misaki stood there as Tamayo dragged Kotaro off into another dirction. "Shall we go then?" Hatoko asked and they walked off together.
They soon arrived in a Angelic Layer training cafe where Dueses trained with their Angel or fought a round or two with other Dueses and their Angels. "Misaki-san." Hatoko pulled on her sleeve. "There's an empty table." Misaki smiled with relief. It was hard to get an opened Layer around here nowadays. Sometimes it would take an hour or two just to get a table for training, even though the fights were supposed to be only 10 minutes long. That was when she first won the title Champion, but since then, they are now able to play for 12 minutes. Just two minutes added. 12 minutes may seem long, but when you're fighting and all the time that you've spent training, 12 minutes can be over in a flash. That's what Misaki learned from Hatoko's fight again Jounochi Sai. Light Speed Suzuka lost against the Shirahime.
Hatoko and Misaki slipped on their headset and entered their Angels, Suzuka and Hikaru, into the Layer. Hatoko, "The Goddess", just at age eight. Quite young hmm? and Misaki, "The Champion". Hatoko turned on a little radio that she had brought with her. "I thought it would be better if we trained rather then battled." Hatoko remarked as a techno song came on. Soon the two angels were dacing together and after the song was played three times, Hatoko annouced that she had to leave. They said their good byes and Misaki continued with her Angel's dance. Just then she saw another Angel enter the layer and a smile came onto her face.
"Wizard!" Misaki looked up and felt her face turn red. "O-Oujiro-san . . . " Her sentence drowning down to a whisper. Oujiro smiled. "Hello, Misaki-chan." He replied. "I tried to call you at home, but your mom said that you weren't home yet." Misaki then felt a stab of embrassment. "I just thought that I could train a little while with Hikaru. It's been a while since I've been here." Misaki commented as she recalled the first time she trained with Wizard and Oujiro. She had thought that he wanted to fight against her and all he did actually did was help her with her angel. Oujiro chuckled. "Well, I guess I'll train for a little while too." Wizard then started dancing along with Hikaru to the music.
"Ar-Are you doing anything today . . . ?" Misaki asked quietly. Oujiro looked at her and smiled. "My cousin is actually coming to visit me." He said with a little disappointment in his voice. "We haven't seen each other for about two years." He had planned to spend the day with Misaki, after all today was a day that he didn't have class at Tokyo U, Tokyo University. "Well, I'm glad you came back home." Misaki added in. "So, how old is your cousin?" Oujiro looked at Misaki and an idea came to his mind of how to spend the day with Misaki. "You can came along if you like." Oujiro hinted and Misaki smiled. "It's okay. It's family right?" Oujiro looked at Misaki and instantly knew what she meant. When Misaki was just five, her mother left her alone for seven years until the Angelic fight between Athena and Hikaru. Oujiro smiled and noticed the time. "I guess I should get going. Ichiro wanted me there early so I can show her around." Oujiro took Wizard out of the layer and grabbed his bag. "Then, are you busy tomorrow? Misaki-chan?" Misaki shook her head with a smile glued onto her face. "Nope. Not at all." Oujiro smiled also. "Then I guess I can ask you on the - uh-um . . . another date I guess." Misaki nodded. "Then I'll met you at the park at around eleven?" "Yea." With that, Oujiro then left, leaving Misaki alone.
Misaki sank back into her seat with disappointment in her eyes. "Oujiro-san asked me on so many dates, yet . . . " Tamayo and Kotaro then came into her mind. They were together. "And yet he won't ask me at all . . . " Misaki though in her mind. "I wonder if I did anything wrong to him . . . " She then smiled as she remembered the fight she had against him that made him fall in love with her.
"Misaki-chan, Can I ask you out on another date some other time?" He asked with a smile as Misaki was shocked by his words. "It seems that I've fallen in love with you." and she blushed deeply in red. Oujiro smiled at the look on her face even though the headset lens were dark pink, it still couldn't cover her blushes.
"Is this table open?" The voice then snapped her back to reality. She looked up to see a girl with the same hair color that reminded her of Oujiro and her brown colored eyes seemed to be pircing straight in her soul. "Can I have a battle with you?" The girl asked once again and Misaki smiled. "Of course." "I had a thought you would say that." "Eh?" Misaki was instantly confused by her words. "Looks like what they say can't be mistakened." Misaki squirmed a bit in her a seat as the girl eyed her. "I have a bad feeling about this . . . " Misaki thought to herself as she sat down. "After all, the four consecutive year winning at the nationals Champion can hardly be missed out in public." Misaki continued looking at her with a determination, but some of that faded as a evil smile came onto her face. "Isn't that right, Suzuhara Misaki-san?"
"Wh-what do you want?" Misaki asked. "And who are you?" She continued her smile. "Having to win at the nationals for four straight years must have given you a lot of confident hasn't it?" She then gave a airy yawn. "But what is the Nationals in Japan compared to the Nationals in America." Misaki then gasped. "Angelic Layer is popular in America also?" "For the past four years. Ever since your reign in Japan started, I've been reigning over America as being the Champion of Angelic Layer in U.S!" She explained "And now I'm here to defeat Japan's number one Angelic Layer Champion." Misaki continued sitting there in, feeling confident yet scared of this mysterious girl. "Mitara! Angel! Fall In!" She then entered her Angel into the layer. Misaki watched as her Angel entered into the Layer. "Now then, shall we start?" Misaki then looked at her new opponet. "What is your name?" Anger then clenched the girl's mind. "I don't tell my name to wanna-be's!"