The Unimportance of Fate
Disclaimer: Neither Angeloflove4eva or loves-emo-guys-with-hair own Spiral, which includes anything involving the Blade Children, Ayumu, Hiyono, Kiyotaka, and Madoka used by Kyou Shirodaira in his wonderful series
Time: After Rio is introduced in the Spiral Anime...so between episode 5 and 10...respectively...however, for the purpose of this particular fiction, Kousuke will not be introduced until now, so Narumi-san's challenge with the cards has not happened. So please disregard that particular episode
Summary: As the mystery of the Blade Children grows, Ayumu is thrown into a shock as the girl known as Rio blows herself after almost being discovered. Now, Ayumu finds himself trapped in a web of lies, deceit, murder, and...love both lost and found? What? Seriously? kouXoc eyesXoc romance with a hint of ayuXhiy, and kouXryo angst
A/N: This is a duet story, so Angeloflove4eva will type one chapter, and loves-emo-guys-with-hair will write the other. Our writing styles are rather different, so please bear with us until we can figure out any kinks and knots that arrive as the story progresses. The first chapter is written by...*drum roll* L-E-G-W-H! YAY ME FIRST ME FIRST ME FIRST! Now, my little heads up, if the words are in bold, that means two or more people are talking at once, and if the words are in italics that means that the words are stressed. Okie dokie? Get it? Got it? Good. ON WITH THE STORY!
"WHAT?" The browned haired boy blinked at the outburst.
"I thought I said it clearly. Rio is in the hospital. Apparently she has been there for about a week and a half now."
"Why? How could she be there?" Kanone shrugged, turning his attention towards his book.
"It was something about a bomb and Kiyotaka's little brother."
"A bomb?"
"Yes." The boy spoke slowly, in a tone saved to explain to a young child, realizing that at the moment, using big words will get the conversation no where. "It is a type of explosive, that can explode. Sometimes it can do this in a large area or it can go off in a small space. It is usually in the form of a missile, and is used as a weapon. Its uses are to disperse crowds, distract, blow up things, etc. An example of a bomb is a time bomb and a smoke bomb. They can either kill or injure-"
"I know what a bomb is. But how can Rio be hurt by a bomb? That's her specialty...wait."
"Okay." The boy waited as the other sorted out his thoughts.
"...You said Kiyotaka's brother?"
"Yes. He is the reason that Rio is in the situation that she is in at the moment."
"..."
"Hn...does that mean you are leaving me here to go to Japan?" The redhead barely spared a glance towards the now pouting boy as he rushed around the room, packing all of his things.
"Of course."
"You are afraid you will lose Rio as you did her?" Kousuke paused in the doorway, hands gripping the side frame.
"I'm not afraid...I'm not going to lose Rio too...she's too strong..."
"So was she...but now she is dead."
"She did it intentionally. But Rio is in the hospital because of a bomb malfunction."
"Actually it was on purpose."
"..." Green eyes met with brown for a moment before the boy ran out of the building, called a cab, and raced towards the airport. Kanone watched the exit until the cab was surely out of eyesight, before returning to his book.
(Kanone view)
I am assuming that Kiyotaka is aware of what is happening right now. Is Asazuki going to ruin the flow of the plan or is he going to make it happen in a smoother fashion? Hm...I wonder how Eyes is doing...should I call him and warn him that the idiot is flying to where he is?
In Japan
Two girls waited in a room, one polishing her viola while humming a classical song while the other sat upside down on the couch, going through pictures on her camera. The girl with the viola sighed, pushing her dirty blonde hair from over her shoulder so she could place her instrument on her cheek.
"I heard that Rio may be leaving the hospital soon." The upside down girl seemed uninterested in the statement but attempted to appease the other.
"Really? That's good."
"Apparently that bomb that exploded blew up a couple of her ribs." The beeping that came from the camera stopped as the light brown haired girl ceased her looking and shifted her body so she was right side up.
"Really? So she can use that as an excuse about her ribs? Interesting..." The blonde rolled her eyes.
"Don't think about it...I'm rather found of my ribs...and I don't want to visit you in the hospital either."
"I wasn't considering it, I dislike copying others."
"Then how was it interesting?"
"She blew herself up. I find that interesting that she would go to that far to avoid suspicion."
"So that was her who killed the teacher?"
"She fits the description that Narumi-kun said when the body was discovered." The brunette stood, stretched, and walked to the window, her purple and blonde highlights bright compared to the darkness that seemed to be emitted from the girl. "And the teacher was involved with the Blade Children. It makes sense that a Blade Child would kill him. She is the only one who could have done it." She paused for a moment, before restating herself. "Well, she's not the only one who could have killed him, but neither one of us has gotten our hands dirty."
"Recently."
"What?"
"Recently. Neither one of us have gotten our hands dirty recently. I do believe your hands are soiled." Smug olive green eyes met exasperated sea blue eyes.
"Well if you want to be technical, Miss Pure, then fine; I haven't killed anyone recently and you still haven't been triggered. So it leaves Rio as the only possibility of being the murderer." The blonde shuddered.
"You speak about it like you do when you're talking about the clouds. It's not healthy." The brunette snorted.
"You're way too innocent to be related to me. Are you sure we are sisters?"
"Hm...I'm not sure. You are too evil to be my sister. My family is pure and sweet."
"Ha, purely irritating and as sweet as vinegar." The girls glared at each other, before laughing at the thought of not being related, since they were identical twins.
"Vinegar? Seriously?"
"Pure and sweet? In what universe are you those things?"
"People who don't know me describe me like that."
"Exactly. Because they don't know you." The blonde shook her head and packed up her viola.
"So what are we doing this evening?"
"Well I have practice from four to six. Will you be in the stands or will you be practicing?"
"Probably practicing...you know I do not really understand soccer to watch it."
"Okay, shall we head out then?" The blonde picked up her case, walked up to the door, and opened it.
"Yes, we shall, after you?"
"Gracias."
"De nada." The two giggled before walking down the hallway, receiving many surprised and curious looks from the other students, as the girls were usually quiet and never smiling.
"AHHH! Cleoh-san! Aerie-san!" The girls paused and turned to be nearly tackled by a girl with a microphone.
"Yuizaki-san." The girl shook her head.
"Please Tsukiko-sans, call me Hiyono!" Aerie sighed while Cleoh resisted the urge to walk away.
"If you insist Hiyono-chan, but what do you want? We must be going soon. I need to get to the locker room so I can get ready for practice, and Cleoh needs to work on a part on a new piece that she will be performing soon."
"Yes, of course. But everyone has noticed that you two have been extremely happy today, and you two usually are never happy." The twins sweat dropped.
"Are we depressing?"
"No, just unfeeling." The sweat drops became larger before Aerie grabbed her sister's arm, and began to walk away, smiling at the news reporter.
"Oh, we are just excited about the good news about Rio-chan. We have been rather worried about her since the accident, and we are hoping that we will see her soon. If that is all the questions, Hiyono-chan, we must being going. Please say hello to Ayumu-kun for us. Goodbye." The girls then practically ran away to the library. Cleoh let out a large sigh of relief.
"Goodness, she likes to talk too much. Why do we put up with her?"
"Because she's the one who got Rio in that predicament in the first place. Her research skills are undeniably well formed."
"Then kill her and let us move on with life."
"…"
"What?"
"…For someone who is so 'pure' and hates the thought of death, you sure did say that easily."
"…"
"Did you get triggered?" Aerie was practically jumping with joy. "Do you want to kill her? Watch her blood spill? How do you want to do it? Shoot her with a gun? Stab her with a knife? Do you want to push her off a building or down the stairs? Do you want to torture her? Or do you want to be like me?" Cleoh rolled her eyes.
"I'm not triggered. Sheesh, Aerie, you shouldn't be supporting that. You should be against that." The girl shrugged, before heading towards the locker room.
"You know that if I acted shocked or disgusted then you would've panicked and you might've ended up like that Ryoko chick. I don't want that to happen." Cleoh blinked before shrugging.
"I'm not that weak, give me some credit."
"Okay. Well I have to go yell at some girls, see you at six thirty."
"I thought practice ended at six."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I get out at that time. The girls sometime talk, and I have to stay until they are all off the field."
"That's why I play an instrument, there's no need to depend on anyone other than yourself."
"I thought you didn't want me to play the cello."
"I don't."
"Then why are you criticizing me?"
"I'm not criticizing you, I'm bragging."
"Same thing."
"Whatever. I'll see you later then."
"Bye."
And that is the beginning of the story The Unimportance of Fate. Thank you for reading all the way up to this point; now I ask even more of you (because I am so greedy and selfish), could you be so kind as to click on that wonderful box/link that says 'review'? I would appreciate it oh so very much! Next chapter will be written by Angeloflove4eva and I have no idea what she's planning! Actually…I don't think she knows either, lol, so we're all in for a surprise! Well, I'll see (figuratively of course) at chapter 3!
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