Only in a Perfect World
Chapter 1~ Curiosity
Author's Note: Hey! So this is fanfic is going to be mainly based on the No.6 novel instead of the manga or anime which are both absolutely great in their own right the novel just goes into so much more detail with the characters and a lot of things are done better/make a lot more sense. If you've read it you know what I mean, but if you haven't you can find an absolutely amazing translation her
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And just to let you know on the off chance that you didn't already you'll need to replace those.s with an actual .s 'kay? XD Anyways I hope you enjoy the chapter! Please let me know if you find any spelling/grammar mistakes and see you at the Author's Note at the end of the chapter!
Nezumi approached the old hotel, the sun had set just a little while ago yet it was already pretty damn cold. It had been at least ten years since he had last seen the dilapidated hotel yet, other that a bit of fixing up here and there it had hardly changed in all that time. Even his reason for coming to here remained static. Information. Now that he had finally returned like he had promised Shion all those years ago, there but one 'small' problem. He had absolutely no clue where Shion was. He had already checked the room they once shared only to find that quite a few of his books were missing and no Shion. Sense there was absolutely no way he was going to search for him on foot through the huge city, he though it best to come here.
He slowly opened the door the hinges screeching in protest as he entered. The door swung shut behind him its hinges crying once more before leavening Nezumi in cold, bitter silence. It was strange; the hotel had never really been what you would call lively, but at the same time it was never this silent. Normally, you could at least hear the sound of the claws of one of Inukashi's dogs scraping against the floor or the sound of water dripping from an old leak. But there was none of that; it was completely and totally silent.
Quite frankly, Nezumi was surprised at how little the place had changed even on the inside. If he didn't know any better he would say that no time had passed at all sense he'd left. His gaze then fell upon someone standing at the top of the grand stair case at the back of the room.
A knife flew past Nezumi narrowly missing him before falling to the ground with a loud clang that broke the grating silence as it echoed through the walls of the hotel.
"What kind of welcome is that Inukashi?" Nezumi said playfully as he casually strode closer to the stair case where they were perched. "Especially to someone you haven't seen in years..."
"Get the hell out! Now!" They shouted.
The voice coming from the figure at the top the stair case, Nezumi realized was definitely not Inukashi's. Upon this realization he suddenly became very curious, if it wasn't Inukashi, then who was standing up there peering down at him. He was fairly certain that it wasn't some stranger who had taken over the hotel. Inukashi would never give up this hotel, though Nezumi doubted there was anyone in the world there than him that would want the run down place. Besides if it had been a new owner trying to ward off intruders, the anger in the voice would have been blunt and forceful, but this anger was sharp, aggressive and aimed solely at Nezumi. The kind of anger that couldn't come from a mere stranger.
"Oh? So you're not Inukashi?" Nezumi said slyly, "Then could yo-"
Another knife shot past him landing with the came loud clang as before.
"I already told you to get out you bastard!" The voice no longer held the control it previously possessed, the anger had transformed into more of an all consuming hatred each word dripping with venom.
"Come now," Nezumi cooed, " you didn't even listen to what I had to say."
The atmosphere grew more tense with every passing second as the two stood in silence. Nezumi slid out his knife in anticipation, expecting it to snap at any moment now and for the person to come lunging at him. But they didn't, they stood there in silent rage.
He cleared his throat breaking the silence before he continued, "I'm looking for Inukashi."
And that did it. The tension snapped and the silhouette lunged at him with yet another knife. (Seriously, how many damn knives did they even need?) Nezumi easily dogged the attack leading his opponent to slide past him. Now the figure was finally in plan view and Nezumi a chance to properly access his opponent. He immediately noticed their eyes. They were the same vibrant purple as Shion's. Long black hair concealed the right side of their face and reached to somewhere a bit above their waist, a stark contrast to their exceedingly pale skin. They wore a dark navy blue hooded jacked, the hood pulled down, along with some fitted army green pants, and a pair of old bulky knee-high boots which. The knife's blade was over sized almost to the point where it almost seemed out of proportion with its wielder. The handle was similar to brass knuckles which Nezumi noted would make it much harder to knock out of their hand. Then it struck him that his opponent was young probably around ten, maybe twelve at the most.
They quickly regained their composure as dogs slowly stank out of the shadow their lips pulled back in a snarl filled with the same blind rage that consumed the eyes of the child. The tension began mounting once more as Nezumi became increasingly intrigued by the strange scene playing out before him.
"Now this is interesting," He purred. "I though those mutts only obeyed their master."
The mysterious child's eyes widened and became flooded with fury, as they lunged at him once more. Nezumi avoided the poorly planed attack with ease. He then knocked them onto their stomach as they let out a shrill shriek, and pinned them before swiftly sending the oversized knife skidding across the floor far beyond reach.
"Now, would you oh so kindly answer my question now that you're done with your little tantrum?" Nezumi sneered.
"No chance in hell," they replied unfazed.
A familiar cold smile crept its way onto Nezumi's lips, "What? Do you think those dogs will protect you? If you do, then allow me to enlighten-"
The door to the hotel suddenly flew open, "Shionn?!" a voice shouted. "Are you Okay?"
Nezumi looked upon the newcomer and was overcome by shock. It was none other than Shion.
Author's Note: Hullo again! So that's the first chapter, sorry if it seems short I just really wanted to end it there cause it just seemed like the perfect place to end the chapter I'll do my best to make them longer in the future (no promises though). But there are a few things I feel I should explain before moving on to the next chapter. First why did it take so damn long for Nezumi to come back? In all honesty I wish it didn't have to be so long but in order for Shionn (the baby Shion saved during the man hunt and Inukashi decided to take care of) to be around the age I wanted (bay the way Shionn is indeed the person that Nezumi meets in the chapter incase that wasn't clear). Also when I described the handle of Shionn's knife as being like brass knuckles I meant that it has holes to slide your fingers through if that makes any sense at all. So, on to Shionn as of right now I plan to keep Shionn's gender ambiguous like Inukashi's. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, you know XD. But if you would prefer me to use he/she instead of they when referring to Shionn just let me know. Also I do intend to make Shionn play a pretty large part in this story, but don't worry Shionn shouldn't come off OC-ish with what I plan to do with the character. You'll see what I mean in the next chapter which will be from Shionn's pov Oh, one more quick thing the way to tell the difference between Shion and Shionn is going to be mainly based on spelling. Aright I think that's every thing sorry about the super long author's note. Please Review and all that stuff, I hope you enjoyed it, and see you next time!