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Bloodlines
Episode 1: Prolouge
"Whaaaaaaaaa!" Keitaro yelled as he flew through L.E.O. 'Today has not been my day,' Keitaro thought to himself as he continued to fly through the air above the city of Paris, France.
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"Wow!" the whole Hinata-Sou gang said as they stepped out of the air port terminal and looked around. "I can't believe, we're actually in Paris! Keitaro this is so great, I take back everything I said about you being a dork!" Naru said as she said with stars in her eyes. She was currently outfitted in a canary yellow turtle neck sweater, red khaki skirt, black leggings, and brown shoes (typical Naru wear).
"So that means I'm not a pervert either right!?" Keitaro said voice full anticipation as he dared to hope. He was currently wearing his typical outfit of a yellow dress shirt, green sweater, tan khaki pants, and white gym shoes.
"No," Naru said flatly slanting her eyes slightly at him causing Keitaro to fall over comically.
As he got up he asked, "Why not?"
"That's an easy one, once a pervert always a pervert," Naru said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Keitaro once again comically fell over.
"So Kei-kun you never did tell us why you decided to take us all on this trip," Mutsumi stated as Keitaro hailed a cab. Mutusmi was also dressed in her typical clothing minus the apron which only served to give Keitaro a severe nose bleed which ended in him being knocked in to L.E.O by Naru.
"That is a very good question Mutsumi-san, well Urashima," Motoko said as they entered a cab. She proceeded to give Keitaro a dark glare which Keitaro interpreted as , 'If you are trying to do anything perverted to any of us you're a dead man.'
"I didn't actually invite you, you forced me to take you," Keitaro mumbled to himself before he felt Naru's death glare on his back.
"What was that pervert?" Naru said as she leaned dangerously close to Keitaro.
Keitaro responded by frantically waving his arms in front of his face and saying, "Nothing, I didn't say anything!" Naru slowly backed off and Keitaro breathed a sigh of relief and then began to speak. "Actually the thing is I kept seeing this woman in my dreams. For some reason I felt drawn to this area, but I immediately shook it off as studying, or working with Seta too long so I decided to ignore it. But after a little while I began to hear a song in the back of my head, and a voice that told me to come here, although I thought I might just be losing my mind," Keitaro said just before Haruka cut him off. "So why are we here then?"
Keitaro chuckled nervously while scratching the back of his head, "Well you see the thing is I kept having this nagging sensation in the back of my head like I could hear both the singing and the voice getting louder and more demanding, and finally I decided I couldn't take it anymore, so I bought a ticket to Paris so I could try to figure out why I kept hearing this weird song."
To this Haruka simply blew out a large cloud of smoke and sighed saying, "Leave to my nephew to blow all of his cash on a trip just to get a song out of his head."
Keitaro frowned slightly and mumbled, "You know I would have still had some money if I didn't have to pay for your ticket, and everyone elses." As he finished his statement he was immediately hit on the top of his head with a paper fan from out of nowhere. "Owwwww," he whined as he clutched his head gently rubbing it were a large lump had formed.
"I heard you," Haruka said plainly as she took another drag of her cigarette.
Keitaro laughed nervously and then felt the taxi come to a stop in front of a Hyatt hotel. As everyone exited the cab and grabbed there luggage Keitaro couldn't help but feel he was being watched. Stopping taking out his luggage Keitaro looked around for a minute and spotted a shadowed figure staring at him. Now this in itself was weird enough for Keitaro, but what really threw him for a loop was the glowing red eyes of the figure. 'What the heck is that?!' Keitaro thought to himself as stared wide eyed at the figure. Feeling the need to blink he did so only to find that the figure had vanished. 'I must be going crazy," Keitaro thought to himself before he was snapped out of his revelry by both Su and Sarah's feet smashing into his face.
"Come on dork!" Sarah demanded as she and the other girls walked, Su bouncing, to the entrance of the hotel to check in.
"Coming!" Keitaro shouted as he scrambled to his feet and grabbed his bags running to catch up with the girls.
Upon entering the hotel the group gathered their room keys the group headed toward the elevator. All of a sudden a breeze swept through the group causing Naru's skirt to fly up as well as Motoko's hakama. Both girls blushed wildly looking almost like tomatoes before they turned around to face Keitaro with sinister looks on their faces. "What did you," Motoko started, "Do you pervert," Naru finished.
"Nothing I swear, it was the breeze," Keitaro said pure terror etched on his features and he waved his arms around frantically.
"LIAR!" both Motoko and Naru yelled in unison. As Keitaro tried pathetically to explain Motoko reared back and shouted, "Rock Splitting Sword Technique," while Naru reared back for her infamous Naru Punch. Both made contact and sent Keitaro flying into L.E.O.
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As Keitaro started his decent back to earth he took a look at where he was. "Hey that's the place!" He exclaimed happily as he fell through the roof of a seemingly abandoned Opera house.
"Ow," Keitaro moaned as he got up rubbing his sore head where a large lump had appeared, "I swear one of these days I'm going to learn how not to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." He suddenly saw an outstretched hand in front of him and without thinking grabbed it. "Thanks," said with his trade mark goofy smile.
"No problem," a somewhat feminine voice responded, "After all I'm the reason you are here Keitaro-kun."
Keitaro then opened his eyes to see a man a foreign looking man starting back at him with a broad grin on his face. The man had a very narrow face with curly blond hair that extended down to the nape of his neck that framed his face, and pale blue eyes. He was wearing a purple dress shirt with white frill, pink khaki pants, and white leather cowboy boots.
Keitaro eyed the man stangely for a minute before asking, "How do you know my name, I don't think I've ever met you before have I?"
The man chuckled, or rather giggled, Keitaro couldn't really tell. 'Man this guy must be really comfortable with his sexuality,' Keitaro thought to himself with a large sweat drop forming on his head. After a moment the man stopped laughing as said, "We meet long ago Keitaro-kun, in fact we're cousins so to speak."
Keitaro's face faulted and Nathan laughed even louder. "Not in the literal since mind you, it's impossible that we would share the same relatives. However we are still related by blood," the man said as he looked off to his left side and motioned with his head for Keitaro to do the same.
Keitaro looking over noticed that they were not alone. On a stage in front of him Keitaro saw a group of people eyeing him. One was a black man with a slender face and cold eyes, and was outfitted in a black suit, white dress shirt, and black tie. Another was a man with long black hair, with an insane look in his eyes which seemed slightly dilated. He wore what appeared to be a blue Chinese garb. Another sitting in a chair next to the stage was a young man with blond messy hair that covered a good portion of his face, and had lazy green eyes that fit his boyish face. He was currently donning an all white suit, and purple tie with blue pen stripes. However the person that really caught Keitaro's eye was a woman standing on the stage. Every detail seemed to entrance him, from her silky jet black hair that cascaded down her back, her cold blue eyes, pouting lips, and beautifully shaped face. He also found himself staring at what he believed to be the most gorgeous form in existence, which was only flattered further by the white sundress she was wearing.
"Hello Kei-kun," the woman said with a broad smile that Keitaro deemed to be even more beautiful than Naru's.
To Be Continued
Next Episode: Who Are You Again?
