Prologue or whatever you call it
A group of kids are playing on the public playground. One boy in particular is playing with an action figure at the sandbox by himself. A black haired boy approaches him.
Messy haired kid: Woah! Is that the new green Featherman from the T.V. show!?
Brown haired kid: Y-yeah….My mom got it for my birthday…
Messy haired kid: That's awesome! I brought my own Featherman too! It's the leader of the team! The Red Featherman! Can I join?
Brown haired kid: I don't know….if you want…
Messy haired kid: Great! We can pretend like the episode where the Green and Red Featherman meet each other. *Sits across him* My name is Akira, by the way. What's your name?
Brown haired kid: …..Akechi..
….
Akira wakes up abruptly by the train sudden motions. With the train full of people gossiping and the noises that came with the train, it's a wonder he could even rest. He was going to live in Tokyo for a year because he stood up to drunk man, who was sexually assaulting a women and the man tripped accidentally and he called the cops on him. He gripped his phone tightly out of frustration.
Akira: How messed up is that!? I tried to help someone and my reward is a criminal record?
He sighs and checks on his phone.
Valley girl: Have you heard of the accidents that have been happening lately?
Random Schoolgirl: I heard a rumor that it is because of the psychotic breakdowns. You know, one minute they're fine and then next thing you know, they crash their car.
Valley girl: Oh my god! I hope that doesn't happen to me!
He has been hearing that rumor floating around, even before his incident. The train stopped, exited and made his to the home he luckily got accepted to stay.
Akira: All right. I'm at the back alley. I guess I'll just ask someone for Sojiro Sakura's house.
He approaches a menacing looking man that was twice his size, had visible muscle that could rip him in half like a twig and had bloodshot eyes that looked like he escaped a mental asylum.
Akira: Excuse me sir. Do you know where the house of a man named Sojiro Sakura is around here?
Menacing Foreigner: Que carajo estas haciendo aqui? Largate cabron!
Akira: D-Disculpame!
He runs away and asks the old man in the store instead.
….
Akira slumps in his bed after "cleaning" the garbage Sojiro didn't bother to do.
Akira: *Sigh* What a day. I just got here and no one wants to deal with me already. Talk about no mercy. But then again, having an assault charge, doesn't paint me in a good light. I need to relax right now. I saw a bathhouse on my way back. Maybe I'll just have a hot bath to wash away all this stress.
He took out his phone to check the time. It was 6:37pm. He got up and went downstairs, where Sojiro was behind the counter watching the news.
Akira: Is it ok if I go use the bathhouse?
He gave Akira a curious look and was thinking for moment.
Sojiro: All right. You can go to the bathhouse and even somewhere close by to the cafe. But if I hear you cause any trouble at all, you'll be kicked out of here. Got it?
Akira: All right. I got it the first time you told me.
He makes his way to the bathhouse and prepares himself for the bath. When he goes in, he notices a couple of people were already occupying the bath. There was however, one individual that stood out for him. A brown haired individual that seemed familiar to him. This person also seemed to recognize him, because as soon as he looked at him, he got surprised.
Pleasant brown haired person: Akira?
Akira: Akechi!?
←- To Be Continued