Author's note: I noticed that there hasn't been much Amaenaideyo fan fiction. I watched the series last week and the anime is pretty mediocre at best. It left a bad taste in my mouth. So I'd figure I'd try my luck with this fanfiction thanks to the ErosPassion inspiration. And don't you worry I will update often.
This is how the story begins; it wasn't till long I discovered my hidden abilities. I found myself wondering in the old slumps of Japan. Now that I escaped the Head Temple, I had nowhere to go, but home. I guess I didn't really think it through. Completely lost I was.
Each corner I passed some suspicions activity was going on. One man had lead group of delinquents watching the dark corners. My eyes averted theirs, because I wanted to avoid a confrontation, since a fight with them can prove disastrous. Even if I walked passed a gang, I felt no sense of fear as I just continued walking my way. Sure, any kid would dread, but that just wasn't me.
As I continued along my way, a lovely women approach me. She wore skin tight shirt with the belly expose and short shorts. She gave me a passionate smile as if she saw an attractive man in me.
"Hello there handsome, you looking for a good time?" she greeted with a twinkle in her eye.
I replied softy, "No thanks, I'm looking for the nearest subway station, I'm kinda of lost here."
"Oh you poor dear, well go straight and then turn left. You should be able to catch the last train from here. But you better hurry and best of luck." She told me.
"Thanks" I replied running off.
It was not the first time that I have been hit on by older women. It started happening at age thirteen. Women around their twenties or thirties often found me very charming for my age. With every glance it made them blush repeatedly. Heck, some even wish they had me as a son. Whether it's a gift or a curse?
Who knows?
I had managed to catch the train before the doors had closed. I wasn't the only one who was catching the last minute train. People had crowded the whole vehicle from businessmen to ordinary women. Dead silence had taken over as the train moved.
While on the train I fell fast asleep. My mother appeared before me. I remember that she taught me how to defend myself at a young age. She was fed up with bullies always pushing me around. And the fact that I just let them always displeased her.
My mom was a tenth degree black belt. With her techniques she can immobilize an opponent in seconds. She had taught me from basic forms of Aikido (Japanese martial art) to the advance forms to defend myself. Because I remembered she told me, 'there will be enemies out there.'
When it came time, I was reluctant to leave her. But thus, my pleading had gotten me nowhere except the Head Temple to start my monk training. I lashed out at her for sending me there. I was angry. She ignored my outburst and turned her back at me. It was as if she wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
"Attention all passengers, last stop final boarding call for Yokohama!" the engineer announced.
"Last stop for Yokohama." He repeated.
"Crap, I got to move in gear." I hissed.
Out of the slums I was and into the city I was. I stiffen to determine my next move. Like the temple I didn't want to rush out blindly without a plan.
I took my time walking through the city quietly. I tried to follow my instinct determined to get home. Only fate knows that the reaction on my mother's face when I get home.
"That day of retribution is over!" a mysterious voice exclaimed.
He yelled, "They had taken everything from me!"
The voice was coming from a loan office. I discovered a ghost spirit. All through he didn't look dangerous, he was causing a scene. He was mostly complaining about his lost. My guess would be that the loaning company had taken much from him.
I was about to confront the ghost, but six cute teenage girls and a boy had already shown up. All were dressed in black kimonos each of them had different colored hair styles. I couldn't tell if they were models or into cosplay.
One of them nagged, "You've caused enough trouble, so just rest in peace already."
The ghost shook his head, "No, those bastards have to pay for taking everything from me."
"Um, isn't kinda of your fault for borrowing the money to begin with?" one of the girls inquired.
"Shut up, shut up, just shut up, all of you stop criticizing me!" the ghost shouted as he blew a devastating force at the girls.
One of the girls sighed, "Man, this guy is very dramatic, but powerful at the same time."
"You all are so mean, therefore this world is mean." The ghost cried out.
From every whine this ghost had channeled a large amount of energy covering the area. The girls tried to focus their energy to put the ghost down, but forcefully. They could not stand in one place and concentrate their energy. They were started to reach their limit, so looked into their last resort. That is when the boy monk came in.
"You're all so mean, each and every one of you!" he continued.
In the shadows, I used my hidden abilities and placed a block over his mouth to stop his ranting. But the ghost was still generating a huge amount of power. I was not so sure how long it was going to hold.
"Hey Ikkou, take a look at these!" one girl barked as she quickly disrobed the red haired girl.
"WHOA NICE!" Ikkou collapsed in excitement.
A large blue light surrounded the boy monk. He started chanting ancient incantations. The power was so overwhelming that it left the ghost quivering. The ghost felt at ease as he rested in peace. No longer, he had any grudges or regrets.
I too was very astounded by the boy's power.
He looked at the girls with a rape face as soon as the blue light faded. He longed himself at the girls.
POW! BAM! The sounds of pounding fist were heard as the short haired monk moaned in pain. He got tossed my way as the girls were finishing it off with a farewell prey to the ghost.
I helped him up on his feet. One side of me felt no remorse for his stupidity, while the other side helped him regardless. Nonetheless, I was still fascinated by his power.
"Ikkou, get ready we're leaving!" One girl demanded.
I instantly made myself scarce after the girls had come to Ikkou's aid. One little girl in purple haired pig tails looked over one direction and into the other. One of the girls in short purple hair asked with concern.
"What is it Hinata?"
"I thought I sense someone other than Ikkou here." She answered calmly.
"Whatever Ikkou, you got much to answer for, now let's get back. I may even show mercy and not tell Jotoku-ba that's if you do our chores for a week."
"Give me a break." Ikkou complained.
I thought staring at them, "Man that guy has it rough."
A woman suddenly called to me, "I've seen you in action, your power is quite something else."
I turned my back quickly. I thought it was a ghost, yet instead it was a woman. She was similar to the blond girl that I saw, but much older. She has long black hair and is very beautiful and busty body. The woman held a gentle smile at me.
"Are you talking to me?" I staggered.
"Off course, you're quite impressive Satsuki Yashima." She revealed.
I was at a standstill when she knew my name. I only hope she is not a threat.
There More to come on the way.
