Artists comments: Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "Not another OC story!" And I am sorry. But this idea came to me, I liked it, so I decided to write it. Don't like it? Too bad. Any way, the topic of the story is that it's mating season for werewolves. And Remi just so happens to be a werewolf. She's also the Noah of Mind. They usually call her the Noah of Sanity, though. Ok, back to the topic! Remi and Tyki both end up getting locked in a room together. What happens is for you to read and find out. And if you wanna know what Remi looks like, go to my deviantart profile. It's the same user name as the one I use on here.
Remi awoke to techno music blaring from next door. She let out a groan as she got up and then pounded on the wall her bed was next to. "Damnitt Lavi!" She yelled. "Turn that mother fucking music down! You woke me up, you asshole!" She sighed in relief as the music died down and the walls stopped thrumming in beat to the annoying song.
"Finally." Remi shuffled into the bathrom, still groggy. She grabbed the scissors that sat on the sink and grabbed a fist full of her hair that drug on the floor. It wasn't until she raised her fist full of hair to her face to cut that she noticed. Her hair, which used to be a light blonde with blood red streaks in it, was now a solid honey blonde.
"Aaaaaagh!" Remi shrieked. "There's no way it could be today!" She exclaimed as she ran to her calendar that hung above her bed post. There on the date ,circled and written in bright red, were the words, "Mating Season". "HURENSOHN!"
"Remi, are you alright?" Miranda asked, her voice muffled by the thick oak door. Remi had been locked in her room for three days. It's been worrying everyone. Miranda is the fifth person to come and ask Remi if she was ok. "Yeah, Miranda. I'm fine. I'm just a little tired is all." Remi lied. She knew it wasn't gonna fool Miranda. "Well, alright." Miranda said uncertaintly. Remi sighed.
"Hey, Miranda? How many guys here are under the age nineteen?" She could already guess how many, but she wanted to make sure. "Huh? Well, including Lavi, there's only three." Remi cursed her luck. "Hurensohn. I can't believe I was right." She raised her voice. "Thank you, Miranda." Remi could almost see shift nervously. "Well, ok." Remi was left alone after that. At least, Remi hoped she would be.
There was a tentative knock at her door. Remi groaned as she rolled off her bed. She had just managed to fall asleep. Her strong sense of smell told her who was at her door. "What is it, Allen?" She asked. "Komui wants you to go on a mission with Miranda and Lenalee. Now." Remi groaned in frustration. "Hurensohn." She muttered. She seemed to be saying this a lot lately. "Ok. I'll be there in a minute." She walked over to her closet and pulled out a blue green, long sleeved v-neck and a pair of jeans so faded and torn it was a miracle they weren't turned into shorts yet. Remi changed into her clothes and then zipped on a pair of black, knee-high boots. Before she walked out of her room, Remi shrugged on the long jacket that was part of the Black Order's uniform. It was the only part of the uniform she'd wear. Remi hated the damned thing. She's nearly set the damned thing on fire on multiple occasions. Sadly, she was stopped each time.
"What's the assignment?" Remi asked when she entered Komui's office. "Ah, Remi. Glad you could join-OMG! What happened to your hair?" Other than the brief flash of annoyance, Remi's face was completely neutral. Leave it to Komui to over react over something so menial. She thought irritably. Truth be told, Remi had forgotten that her hair was now a solid dirty blonde. The fact irritated her. "It's a werewolf thing. It happens every now and then. Don't worry about it. It will go away." Remi replied, struggling to keep her agitation out of her voice. Komui took a sip of coffee from his pink Yappi mug. "Ah. Ok then. Where were we?" Remi nearly rolled her eyes at him. "The assignment, Sir." "Ah, yes. You, Lenalee, and Miranda are to go to Hokkaido, Japan. There have been reports of innocence there. It is also believed that a Noah is there as well." Remi nodded. "When do we leave?" Komui's glasses flashed in the florescent lights. "As soon as you put on your uniform." Remi nearly smacked him. "You've got to be kidding me." She growled. Komui frowned at her. "Wearing your uniform is an important part of being part of the Black Order. Now go put it on." Remi glared at him. "Fein." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of Komui's office. As soon as she changed into her uniform, Remi, Lenalee, and Miranda left.
The train ride was long, boring, and utterly exhausting. There were so many men there. So many canidates. Remi practically had to dig her nails into the leather of her seat to keep herself from raping anyone. In other words, it was the worst seven hours of her life. When the train finally stopped, Remi nearly ran outside. Then almost ran back onto the train.
I'm sooo hating Komui right now. Remi thought bitterly as she walked with her team mates to the closest hotel. Hokkaido might be a small town, but they were surrounded by men. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Those words spun through her head as Remi sped up her walking. She had to get out of here. Now. "Hey, Remi! Wait up!" Lenalee called out. Remi stopped, and grit her teeth as a man passed right by her. Lenalee smiled her and Miranda caught up. Her smile quickly turned into a worried frown when she saw Remi's strained expression. "Are you ok?" Remi sighed. Might as well tell them. "You know how I'm a werewolf, right?" Lenalee nodded. "And you know how werewolves and wolves have the same breeding season?" Lenalee's brow furrowed as she nodded. "Where are you going with this, Rem?" Remi sighed again. "It's wolf breeding season." Remi watched as realization slowly dawned on Lenalee and Miranda's faces. She smiled. Their faces were pretty damned funny. Miranda was the first to speak. "So-" Remi finished the brunettes sentence. "We need to get out of here. Fast." Needless to say, they got a hotel room pretty damn fast.
Remi spent the next day cooped in their hotel room while Miranda and Lenalee went looking for signs of Innocence. It was so boring in the room that it drove Remi to the brink of insanity. Please let them find the innocence soon. She prayed. Over, and over, and over, and over. She was about to pray again for the fiftieth time that day when Lenalee burst through the door. "We found the innocence!" She exclaimed. Remi shot up off the couch. "Where?" She demanded. Lenalee shook her head, her black hair tossed with the motion. "We don't exactly know yet. But Miranda is following the person we believe possesses it." Remi smirked. "Let's go."
GERMAN WORDS Guten Tag = Good Day Guten Morgen = Good Morning Geh Zer Holle = Go To Hell Ruck = Jerk Hurensohn = Son Of A Bitch Fein = Fine Dummkopf = Asshole Geh Fick Selbst = Go Fuck Yourself
JAPANESE WORDS Ketsunoana = Ass Ikeike = Bitch Saseko = Whore Ja-Ku = Jerk Yariman = Slut Urusai = Loud Kaiki = Wierd Okuu = Annoying Osawari = Sit