This story is based off of an RP on Anime Clash. It had such an awesome plot that a fanfic just had to be written about it. –giant creepy smile for no particular reason- This story is being written by me and blackfiend, so I do not take all the credit for this fic. WEEEEEEEEEE!
Hicchuu Junan – Equal Passion
It was an adrenaline rush, a high-speed chase after the one on foot. Only in her dreams was the magnificent thrill carried on from life itself. Often faced in reality and in the subconscious realm, the action was never dulled for her. Constantly running, always on the move. A life like she had was never easy, but she thrived on it. She hoped for it. She longed for it all: The speed, the deceivance, the chase, the blood… She had grown up around it. She was always subjected to it. The evil emerged as her way of life. She knew no other way but to take what she wanted, when she wanted it, and how she wanted it. The blood-tainted claws sought for nothing but vengeance. Red upon red. Dripping. Seeping. Taking what needed be. The bodies of many corpses lie around her, the majority consisting of males, yet she took no heed in allowing a thought of care to pass her mind.
This individual was cruel and heartless.
The ears of the graceful wolf lifted up to hear ahead of her direction. She was a creature of much resemblance to a human, yet not of their kind. Behind her shifted a downy tail, which she moved to each side of her elegantly. This one's composure was greatly attractive to many, yet the dangers of her presence were overwhelming. Her crystal blue eyes shot toward the sight of the threat.
She was gone in the blink of an eye.
She didn't dare stick around to find out what the law had in store for her capture. They had been after her for quite some time, yet they never succeeded in halting her damages and taking her into custody. So there they were again, trying to track this criminal being down. Lights of both red and blue flashed from all directions of the buildings. The infernal noises irritated her brown canine ears.
She was surrounded.
She seemed to prefer it that way as an evil smile came across her face. Her bloody claws and hands perched on the windowsill from the inside as she looked out upon them. She bore her fangs with a sneaky smile as she leaped out of the building and onto the top of one of the authority vehicles. Lightning fast bullets were fired at her path, yet none of them reached her. Moving at an abnormally high speed even more than that of a cheetah, she smirked victoriously as her feet carried her to a safer distance. Just as she felt out of range of her pursuers, more of them arrived and blocked her way. Her eyes darkened at the sight of them. A growl that resembled the vocals of an actual wolf escaped through her teeth and she jumped up onto the edge of a building.
She lost her footing.
This didn't stop her. Extending her reddened claws, she latched onto the edge and hung there for a bit. Just as she looked up to see what was above her, on top of the building stood the figure of a man with three swords, his eyes peering into hers. She squinted, trying to make out more of the stranger's form, but the sound of a familiar growling opened her eyes.
It was merely a dream.
Mikita had awakened to the noises of her stomach. It was calling out to her with hunger. "Why me?" she groaned. Her slender figure signaled that she never was capable of overeating. She stretched and yawned as she sat up, glancing over at two other sleeping forms. They were motionless, so she assumed that they were still sleeping. Quietly, she stood up and ventured off in search of a meal.
Off the coastline, a small ship sailed towards land, a boy with a straw hat at the front. Next to the mast, a green haired swordsman dozed off, three katanas next to him. Finally the only other person out on deck was a young red haired girl who was studying maps. "Luffy! I think this island is inhabited!" The boy in the straw hat turned to look at her. "Yosh! We'll land here then! Let's go! To the island!" The girl sighed. Why did he have to jump at every chance for adventure? There probably wouldn't even be that much treasure there. And of course Zoro was fast asleep as usual. The swordsman was either training, sleeping on the ship, or arguing with Sanji.
The ship sailed into the shore and four figures came down off the ship. The first three were the same ones who had been on the deck of the ship. The newest one was dressed in black with blond hair. He held a cigarette in one hand. Luffy ran onto the beach they had landed at. "Alright! We're here!" Nami sighed. "Luffy, why are you so excited?" The green haired swordsman sweatdropped. "He probably thinks there's something worth doing here."
It was almost nightfall. Mikita was so hungry. She hadn't eaten much all day. "I gotta find some food soon before I croak," she moaned. She was always on guard, expecting someone to be on her tail, like an officer or an angry villager of some sort. That's when she picked up the scent of something delightful. What's that wonderful smell? She thought to herself as she followed her nose. She had a strong sense of smell like that of a true wolf. It led her to an unfamiliar ship and she observed it carefully. Looking around her to make sure that no one was in sight to stop her, she sneered and followed the smell.
Once she got inside, she looked around the strange boat. The wooden floorboards creaked and squeaked as she walked in certain places and she mindlessly shushed the noises as she crept along. She smelled many scents of the people who had been on the boat not long ago. Humans. The smell entered her nose again and it led her to the kitchen area of the ship. That's where she found it. There was food left over from where the chef had made it and it wasn't finished. She began to drool as she quietly said, "Food…" She licked the drool off of her mouth and took hold of a well-cooked fish. Her mouth took great delight in its taste as she ripped a large chunk off of it with her pointy incisors. She chewed it up quickly and gulped it down, dropping small torn pieces on the boat's floor. She didn't want to hang around there for too long, so she had to think of something to carry the food in. Spotting a black piece of cloth nearby, she picked it up and sniffed it. "Ugh! It reeks of human, a man none the less." She detested humans, especially males, but she shrugged it off and wrapped as much food up in it as she could.
Zoro had been assigned to watch over the ship while the others went exploring. He had Chopper to keep him company, but the reindeer was now asleep in bed. He had actually been half sleeping in the bird's nest, until he heard a noise below. He saw a figure entering the kitchens. It wouldn't be Luffy, the captain wouldn't need to use stealth, and it had the wrong frame for any of the other crewmembers. He saw it reappear as it tried to leave. He casually slipped over the edge of the bird's nest and landed almost gracefully behind the figure.
Mikita sensed this and her acute hearing picked up a tiny frequency of sound as one ear turned to the direction of the sound. She turned her head quickly and saw the figure similar to the one in her dream. This seemed like a strange coincidence to her as her eyes widened, soon turning to a coldly neutral gape. She stared him down for a bit, watching him closely for any sudden movements. She glanced at the sack of food, and then back at him again. After thinking for a bit, she snatched her pilfered delicacy and ran off in the other direction to exit the ship.
It was Zoro's job to guard the ship, so that's what he did. He jumped quickly to one side drawing the Yubashiri and slashing at the figure. He now could make out a wolf tail and wolf ears on the figure. It distracted him somewhat and so rather than striking at a vital point his attack slipped into attacking an arm.
His attack slashed a large wound into Mikita's arm as she snarled and jumped away, glaring at him. Her deep sapphire eyes never left his. Her arm was dripping blood, but she didn't show that it affected her as she leered into his eyes. She sensed him as a definite threat as she took a step back while growling and revealing her fangs. She placed one hand over her arm while still strongly keeping an eye on him. It appeared as if she was only covering up her sore arm, but when she moved her hand away the wound was gone. There was no sign of a cut or blood anywhere on her arm. She was a healer. Her eyes narrowed even more as she asked, "Who are you?"
Zoro drew out his other two swords, sliding one of them into his mouth. "Roronoa Zoro." These were the only words from him as he charged at Mikita with several rapid slashes. He wasn't necessarily trying to kill her, but it was his job to protect the ship, and that included the food. If he could just chase her off then he'd have done his job.
Mikita wasn't willing enough to back down. She never turned away from a fight, and this one seemed quite interesting to her. She dodged his repeated attacks and once she saw her opportunity, she drew her sword to block his swords in a cross. She held strong with their impact as she studied him a bit. "You're a mere human. What makes you think that you could surpass me?"
Zoro broke the staredown and spun low, performing several low sweeping slashes that came close to harming the wolf girl. "Because. I'm going to become the strongest swordsman in the world." Immediately following his low sweeps, he tried to kick Mikita in the stomach.
Mikita had seen the kick coming soon enough before he attempted it, so she was able to counter the move. It wasn't easy, for this particular opponent was swift and skilled. She had just enough reaction time to do a vertical slash across the front of her. Once the blade of her weapon came into contact with Zoro's leg, it quickly separated into many links and wrapped around his leg like a whip. To many enemies, this was an element of surprise. It all happened in a rushed motion and she instantly jerked up on the handle to attempt to trip him, or at least throw him off balance.
Zoro reacted by making an off poise slash at her, but the whip-like blade threw him way off balance, and his slashing speed was slowed by it. He regained it and quickly dashed forwards, putting all three swords in one direction and running right up to Mikita. "Gazami Dori!" He quickly made a clamping motion with the blades to decapitate her.
Mikita pulled her head back to avoid this action, but his attack was still too quick for her and his swords nicked both sides of her neck insignificantly. They had penetrated the skin just enough to bring a bit of blood and Mikita surely felt their sting as she cringed. This also threw her off balance and she fell backwards on the ground. She growled at the swordsman and noticed that he was very close to her, still running at her, so she rolled aside as he passed her. Rushing back up to her hands and feet, she spun around and leaped onto his back. Her claws pierced into his shoulders and she had the idea of sinking her fangs into his neck, which would finish him off.
Zoro staggered as Mikita's blow struck true, drawing blood. As she came in to bite he twisted his head so that his third sword blocked her. He thrusted with his free hand at her gut. "What the hell are you doing on this ship?"
Mikita leaped off of him and glowered at him. "What's it to you?" She was only hungry and she had no way to acquire food other than to steal it. Besides, she was cruel and heartless so she didn't care if it meant taking from others. She looked harshly into his eyes with the intent to kill. "You'd better pray you live through this." She dashed toward him, hoping to deliver the final blow.
Zoro saw her coming in for the kill. He crossed his arms over his chest, holding both swords vertically. He entered a half crouch. "You're the one that should be praying!" He waited until the last possible moment before dashing forwards and slashing with all three swords in an asterix pattern, extremely quickly. "Oni Giri!"
Mikita was halted in her tracks, seeing this attack fly after her so quickly. It was all so sudden and painful as it tossed her forcefully to the ground, taking the breath from her momentarily. She struggled to sit up again, only to be met with the tip of his sword pointed at her neck. His fearful eyes shot to her flashes of death and loss of the battle as her glare stated, Do it. Kill me already. It was as if her eyes were criticizing him, testing him as to see if he would follow through.
Zoro dropped the blade to Mikita's throat. He was ready to end it now. A quick thrust and it would be over. There was a brief pause. Zoro gave his head half a shake. This wasn't right; an opponent should be defeated within a battle, not pinned down by an opponent's blade. Besides, he didn't exactly want to kill this person. There was a yell from offside, and Zoro turned just in time to see a familiar figure snap kick him in the throat. He fell over backwards and got right back up, coughing up some blood. "What the hell are you doing Ero-cook!" Sanji glared at Zoro. "What kind of man attacks a woman? Is that your 'honor' Zoro?" The swordsman growled. "You're asking for it..." He started slashing at the cook, who responded with a rapid succession of kicks. "Oni Giri!" "Mutton Shot!" Now the Going Merry was started to shake with the climactic battle of two of the strongest members of the Strawhats going at it.
Mikita sat there and watched the feud. That's strange. That man wants to protect me? She sat there and blinked a couple times before she stood up slowly and cautiously, thinking that the green-haired swordsman would notice her and try to come at her again. To her surprise, he was too busy fighting with the other guy that interrupted. Once she realized that she had the perfect opportunity to escape unnoticed, she grabbed her sack of food and snuck off.
The young wolf returned to her area of residence in the middle of the forest. A squirrel scurried up the tree as she walked by carrying her sack of goodies. As Mikita approached her habitation, she could see the light from the fire. Leona and Karasu must have made a fire.
Next to the fire, a girl with short raven hair that barely reached her shoulders was poking the firewood. "Poke… poke… poke… poke."
"Are you amusing yourself?" the girl on the other side of the fire asked. She had much longer hair of the same color and it was wavy.
"Yeah, but it would be more amusing if I had some food to put in it… Maybe we can put something of Mikita's in it. Go get her shirt that's hanging over there."
"I leave you two alone for a few hours and you're already plotting against me. Why am I stuck with such idiot sisters? It's just not fair," Mikita stated as she walked up behind the shorthaired girl. "Karasu, why are you poking the fire with a stick?"
Karasu looked back at her and pointed her stick at Mikita. "I'm waiting for some big ass to bring me my food! You probably kept it all for yourself fat ass!"
Mikita raised an eyebrow. "Just because my butt's bigger than yours doesn't mean it's fat."
"Whatever big ass," Karasu shrugged as she resumed poking the fire. Karasu was smaller than her sisters, so she chose to tease them for what she didn't have as much of. Mikita rolled her eyes and dropped the sack of food next to them.
The girl with long wavy hair leaped at the sack and tore it open, slinging food everywhere. "You got any peaches in here?"
"No Leona. No peaches. Just a bunch of fish and bread." Mikita said before having a fish slapped into her face. She caught it and looked at it for a moment, but then Karasu snatched it from her.
"Fish!" Karasu exclaimed as she tore into it. She spit a bite out and yelled, "Eww! It's freakin' cold!" Looking at her stick gave her an idea as she poked the fish with the stick and stuck it over the fire.
Leona took a piece of bread and did the same. "I'm making toast!" They both smiled while holding their food over the fire, which burst into flames at the same moment. Leona took hers out of the fire and looked at it. It was burned black. "Uhh… too toasty."
"Mine's not cooked enough yet," Karasu stated while still holding her black fish over the fire.
Mikita rolled her eyes and walked over to a nearby tree, leaning back against it. She folded her arms behind her head, remembering her fight with the green haired swordsman. Why did I nearly lose to that mortal? He's… stronger than me. That can't be! I won't stand for it! Her angry stare focused on nothing in particular as she remained in deep thought.
Leona's bread broke in half and she dropped it. "Oh well. So much for my toast." She then noticed Mikita's expression and wondered what was going through her head. "So, where did you go today to get this food?"
"Eh, just this ship that landed on shore not too long ago," Mikita casually replied.
Leona knew there was something else about her little trip that she wasn't mentioning. She leaned over toward Karasu and whispered, "Will you do the honors?"
Karasu smiled sneakily and focused on Mikita, reading her thoughts. "Oh she's just thinking about some green haired swordsman that she lost to in a battle today… He sounds so cute! Too bad he's a guy."
Mikita looked at her and smirked. "Would you prefer the green haired one to be a girl then?"
Karasu thought about that for a moment and then slipped into a daze.
Leona rolled her eyes. "This could take a while." She looked at Mikita and asked, "So what happened between you and this swordsman?"
"He wouldn't let me steal from his ship, so we got in this fight… yeah. Whatever, but I got away because this perverted guy came and saved me…"
"Ahh yes. The blonde," Leona replied.
Mikita looked at her strangely. "How did you know that? Oh, did you have one of those visions of yours again?"
"Maybe," Leona replied while folding her fingers together. She looked at Mikita as if she knew something that Mikita didn't.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mikita asked while raising an eyebrow at her sister.
Leona smiled. "No reason… except that I know something you don't."
"Don't you always?"
"Well yeah… but this time it's something that you'll be really skeptical about." Leona shifted a bit with her legs crossed Indian style.
"Oh? And what would that be?"
"I would just be friends with her!" Karasu interrupted suddenly. "Jeez you're slow!" She yelled the last sentence ironically since her reply should have been made minutes ago.
Leona and Mikita sweatdropped as they stared at her awkwardly. Karasu noticed a rock on the ground and started using her telekinesis to push it across the ground. She was speaking quickly while saying, "Shove. Shove. Shove. Shove. Shove."
Mikita shook her head and looked at Leona. "So, what is it that I should know?"
"Well… You're not going to believe me, so why should I tell you?" Leona was avoiding having to answer Mikita because she knew that it would make her mad.
"Because if you don't, you can just starve. I won't bring you any more food." Mikita smiled sneakily. "And you won't get any peaches."
Leona's eyes opened wide. "But I have to have my peaches!"
"Then tell me what you saw," Mikita reasoned.
"Well…" She was still hesitating and this was irritating Mikita.
"Tell me damn it!" Mikita demanded.
"You're going to fall in love one day!" Leona yelled before smacking her hand over her own mouth.
Mikita didn't respond to this at first, but then she burst out laughing. "You think I am going to fall in love? Me, the one that hates men the most out of all of us?" She held her stomach and resumed laughing.
Leona narrowed her eyes at Mikita. "You calling me a liar?"
"No… I mean uhh, yes? I think so… Why in the hell would I fall in love? Better yet, who would I fall in love with?" Mikita then laughed a little more.
Leona just grinned. "You'll see that I'm right. You will see."
Mikita's laughter was brought to a halt and she leered at Leona. "Oh really? Who's it going to be? Humor me."
"I said you'll see."
Karasu then blurted out a random answer. "It's that green-haired cutie isn't it? Not that I care because I hate men!"
Leona elevated an eyebrow at Karasu. "Do you now?"
Karasu looked at Leona and lowered her eyebrows, using her telekinesis to throw the little rock at her head. "Don't you look at me like that! I'm not a monkey!"
Leona gave her the baffled look again. "OW! Where'd that come from?"
"Your mama!" Karasu retorted, not really making any sense.
Leona paused for a little bit before sighing and replying, "Whatever. Your arguments are so pointless."
"No you can't!" Karasu's comeback didn't really meet standards and she neglected to notice it as she looked aside at a leaf. "Oh look a leaf!" She then began to push it with her powers just as she did to the rock. "Shove. Shove. Shove."
Mikita looked at Karasu with a confused expression, as did Leona, but neither of them felt the need to carry on a pointless disagreement. Not if it involved Karasu anyway. Mikita then turned to Leona once again. "Tell me what you saw," she demanded again.
"You're going to have to wait. I told you what I saw, just not who I saw. Okay?"
"Fine. Be that way," Mikita snapped as she crossed her arms and leaned back against the tree. "I still don't believe it's going to happen anyway, so why should it matter to me?"
"Because it's true. You may not believe me now, but one day you will."
Mikita glared at her and sighed. "Here comes that speech. 'Everybody needs somebody. Nobody wants to be alone. Everyone has that need.' Save it. You've mentioned it enough already."
"Obviously not enough."
"Look! Just because you had relationship trouble doesn't make me susceptible to that!"
Leona looked at her angrily. "Doesn't it? Are my visions ever wrong?"
"They are this time. Besides, you didn't see the betrayal that was coming your way."
"Don't bring up Lutious! That was my fault, not his!"
"How was it your fault? He should have known to fight off that spell instead of subduing to it like a pansy!"
"He tried!" Leona yelled back while getting watery eyes. "He tried to fight it… but by the time he tried to reason with me it was too late."
"He deserved to die. That weak pervert."
"Don't talk about him like that! I loved him! And he loved me!"
"Yeah. Sure he did," Mikita replied sarcastically. "That's exactly why you killed him isn't it? Because you loved him."
"Stop it Mikita! You don't understand! You never will!"
Mikita grinned. "Exactly. I'm not going to give my heart to a man like a retard."
"So are you calling me a retard?"
"Yep."
Leona was hurt. She blinked her tears away and stood up. "Fine. Believe what you want, but don't you ever bring this up again."
"And if I do?"
Leona didn't answer her as she walked off and leaned on a log. She never had someone to love. She's never cared so much for a man and then had her heart broken. I can see why she doesn't want to, but she needs to love and be loved… and one day she will. They're not all the same. She looked up at the stars. "Lutious…"
Karasu was crawling closer to Leona as she pushed the leaf with her powers. "Shove. Shove. Shove. Hey Leona. You wanna push the leaf?"
Leona just looked over at her silly sister. "No thanks. Knock yourself out."
Karasu shrugged. "Okay. If you say so." She slammed her head onto the ground forcefully. She then repeated that motion a few times. "It's not working!"
Leona sighed. "I didn't mean that literally." Sometimes being the older sibling was a big pain. Karasu was the youngest out of the three, leaving Mikita as the one in-between. Leona wanted for her sisters to find love as she once did, and she wanted to find a relationship anew. One day it'll happen… One day soon. Leona smiled and closed her eyes.
Mikita sat there awake in deep thought. I will never fall in love. The nerve of her telling me that I will have feelings for one of them. It will never happen. No matter what, I'll never allow her to be right. Mikita had a big ego in this sense. She never allowed others to be right, and so she convinced herself that she would never fall for a man. Ever.