Tales of Genesis: be|ND|er
It's 2015, Japan, Tokyo 3. A young girl arrives downtown. A shy, and awkward one. Though why has she come here? For what purpose did she agree to be taken under the supervision of her mother? Shion Ikari. Daughter to loving father Yuji and confusing mother Gekou. Gekou, had out of the blue came back to appologize for the past. But she did it with no emotion. This set a fire in Shion's heart. This girl had dark brown hair which was free and loose below her neck. And she wore a black skirt with a white long sleeved button shirt. Traffic would drive by and Shion kept an eye over her shoulder just in case. This girl was not used to big crowds, and her actions showed this.
"Ohh. Where was I supposed to go?" She held a note in her hand that was a wrinkled piece of yellow note paper. A picture of a slim man with purple hair gave a thumbs up looking at the camera which shot his pose.
"I'll be looking forward to your arrival Shion! Just head down the street a couple of blocks from the train station, and wait at the water fountain. Your Knight will arrive to save you with his trusty steed! (Toyota...) From: Makoto."
The photo felt a little akward to look at for Shion since the intent seemed to be all for her. What with the posed expression, and set up to everything. That and the note was covered in a manly fragrance. It was sent to her in an envelope with a heart sealed to it. Neatly set up even with a cellphone set up to call this mysterious man, his contact name was (Romeo) The title of the phone was Juliet.
"Such a title..." She whispered.
The girl sat at the fountain politely as traffic seemed to pass fly by ridiculously fast. Maybe it was all from her anxiety Shion thought. But why would they all go one way?
(SKID) A van speeds down a corner near Shion.
(CRASH) It juked her and went for the fountain.
"W-W-Wha..." Shion was speechless with her mind vibrating.
A hand reached out of the vehicle. "Hey you. You young girl." An sweet voice said.
"Yes?"
"I wasn't here. Ok?" It was a woman with short brown hair and a half assed button shirt on who looked like she was having a good time. "Can you promise me that?" She pulled a twenty dollar bill from her bra, and sirens echoed from down the street.
"Are you the one that scared all those people maam? Please! If you did something bad, then I just can't forgive that!"
"?" The woman looked confused. "Yeah... I did." The two remained quiet for a while.
"Alright." Shion turned away. "I wonder who that crazy person was? I couldn't even get a good look at their face they had driven away so damn fast..." Shion waved goodbye and acted like no one was there. Giving the crazy girl her escape route. The police arrived shortly.
"Miss. Could you tell me what transpired here for me please?"
"Well, A crazy person had just swiped his path from the road towards me, and then again into that fancy water fountain right there. I didn't see anything else officer, I couldn't even get the chance to talk to the suspect." Shion had just slapped herself for including that last part. It was so obvious it was a lie.
"Alright miss. Tell me, did you atleast get a good look at the suspect driving that van? It would help a lot."
"Hmm... It must have been... A man. Yeah, a clean dressed man with a stubble chin and pony tail I think..." Good lie.
"Stubble, long hair, sharply dressed. Mmm, thank you for all the information you gave us today. This will put a stop to that madman." The older officer before her turned around to leave. "You should head home or something girl."
"I can't do that mister. I was told to wait here for somebody."
"Huh? Just cancel plans or something. W-Wait a minute! Have you been waiting here this whole time?! Why would you do that?"
"I just do as I'm told..." She looked down in shame.
"This meeting sounds more like a request..." The officer said in a bizarre tone and left the girl to wait again. But she didn't need to anymore. The blue stallion arrived with the glimmering purple haired prince.
"Hi there! My gps goofed! You're Shion right?" The slim purple haired man wore a red leather jacket zipped up with slacks and a flat cap you see those jazz musicians wear. He stuck his whole head out the window of his car eying up and down at Shion's figure secretly.
"Y-Yes." She was so baffled by the man.
"I'm Makoto, looks like you got caught up in an accident. You didn't show them that?" He pointed at her forehead that was hidden behind her bangs.
"Huh?" She wiped the hair away and felt fresh blood on her that she had not realized was there. "M-My head..." The girl's vision was blurry and she toppled face first to the ground. A voice called out and two pale legs were right in front of her on the ground. Her jaw cracked and she closed her eyes.
INTRO OVER
NEXT DAY...
...WAS UNFAMILIAR
TOKYO 2015 / JANUARY
Her gray empty eyes were open to a new ceiling. She was in warm covers and felt something heavy beside her. It was breathing. The darkness in the room kept her in wonder, because this thing seemed bigger than her. She got up, but was interrupted.
"You lay down. You're blood pressure is too high miss."
"It's you. Makoto."
"Yeah." He laughed a bit. "This may seem a bit embarrassing for you, but it had to be done. I took you back to my apartment and kept you in care. There's a lot going on outside, so we're hiding in here. A panic room I guess. Just so you stay calm."
"Outside?" Shion said simply. She was blushing wildly from the contact with this older man. Though it was rather interesting to hear that something stressful was going on outside.
"Yes. You see, there's been the riots as you may have heard going on recently." Makoto trailed off. "It's reached out here now, so the life guard is taking care of it. I'm kind of glad they are in this case, I don't want this country in turmoil over some stupid religion that's insulting." Makoto said with an annoyed look.
"Religious things causing chaos. That only proves it's more of a problem than it's trying to be."
"Heh. You're pretty content with that idea aren't you?"
"Hmm. I guess. It's just a creepy topic to think about."
"Shion?" Makoto was thrown off by her response.
"In Japan, we don't always follow a religion. But we utilize it's symbols in works of fiction to show something eerie or unexplainable. To think that a being is watching over you constantly, protecting your path... It's creepy"
Pale legs.
"Hey... You ok?" Makoto looked worried.
"Don't you feel like some things are unexplainable? Like where did that pale boy come out of nowhere today when I fell?"
"Well... I didn't see... Anybody."
"Really..." Shion hid her head under the blankets as sirens roared outside and bottles were thrown about. The riot would continue until dawn
UNTIL DAWN
NIGHTMARES AND VISIONS...
...PROTRUDED INTO MINDS.
A reminiscent piano song played outside, and the old song had echoed away. Makoto was gone and Shion saw a steel door beside her wide open. Outside was a dimly lit front room with pink carpet and other cozy furniture such as a couch and television. She had gotten up and walked towards the couch which had a window above it. She looked outside and saw a riot van for swat driving slowly down the street with speakers on top spouting some nonsense about safety and how the storm had calmed. "Unfamiliar streets." Her thoughts would cease to continue as the man had walked through the door with a handgun pointed through the room. He gasped and held it behind him.
"Oh Shion. Good morning!" He said cheerfully with an innocent look.
"Good morning. What happened?"
"The riots calmed down a few hours ago, so your mother sent word for protection for you if I'm not around. She seemed concerned for your well being and has made contact with Germany just for your safety. Pretty nice huh?"
"Protection? From Germany?"
"Well old ties of hers have been "cut" recently." Makoto made a gesture of a fake gun to his head after the word cut. "So she knows an old acquaintance's son who can help. He's a bit deranged so you know. But I know deep down he's a broken guy. You two will get along just fine."
Shion was a bit offended. "Since we're both broken, then we'll just be best friends on the spot is what you're saying?"
Makoto scratched his head. "Heh heh, well not really..."
"Whatever, I get it. My mother is worried for some reason, and expects me to be broken. At first glance, anybody would think that right?" Shion gave a dead look.
"I didn't ever assume that." Makoto said sweetly. "All I meant was that the boy could be kind to you in chance. Everyone needs a friend." He smiled.
"Ohh."
"I'm in the same predicament at the moment. There was someone very close to me. A reckless one who defied order. But this one reminded me too much of my mother, so it kind of scared me. It's a regret I have, so you can no longer think I'm a pervert ok? I was just lonely." Makoto said sadly.
"Makoto..." Shion said.
"Yes?" Makoto replied with hope.
"I never thought you were a pervert."
What a dissappointing response Makoto thought. "Really? My bad..."
...
NEXT DAY
OVER THE ROAD
AND THROUGH THE VALLEY
TWO WENT LEFT OF AN ARROW
AND ARRIVED AT SEA
ONE WAS EAGER
ONE WAS SLOW
AND THE OTHER
WAS READY TO FLEE.
CONFRONTATION: BLOSSOM TIME!
"Shion, meet Akuma. He's had a lot of experience with some adult worthy things such as an education and training. A prodigy if you will." Makoto waved a hand over the face of a face not able to be seen. All Shion could see was his body and neck. His hair was a light red and was long enough to see. It almost resembled a mullet from the bottom.
"Cut it out. My family is just rich as hell. That's all. Quit hiding me you goof." A hoarse voice replied with annoyance.
"Sorry. First impressions is all." Makoto removed his hand.
"I'm Ikari." Shion was baffled at how soft his face looked for a boy. It was a bit feminine for a boy, holding round cheeks, a button nose, but sharp chin and neck. His lips were ever so slim and he had bright blue eyes. His hair looked to be long in sharp shards of thick hair, and one long part of his frontal hair hung over his face on the right side.
"Oh geez. I'm uh... Last or first... which would be preferable Makoto?" The boy turned nervously to the man with purple hair.
"Huh?" Makoto looked surprised. "Y-You can't be serious? Really! You! Her! You're nervous?"
"Shut up!" The redheaded boy sucker punched Makoto. "I'm Akuma Soryu. You can call me Akuma, Soryu, or foreign boy ok? We done? LET'S GO THEN." The boy hid his face with a cap he quickly pulled out of his backpack.
"Ok...?" Shion was confused as to what happened. "Makoto? Is he shy?"
"Oh Akuma... heh, that's not why he was all flustered Shion."
"Oh! It's anxiety! He must miss his home!" Shion looked sure of herself.
"Uh, sure kid."
