Kv: REVIEWS~ Oh how I love you all...
Mikuo's POV:
I stared at the girl, she was so short... I myself wasn't very tall-only about 5'8" but she was barely 5'2". How old was this kid? 12?! I need to remind myself to call Kaito later and have a long discuss on how I'm a Military helper, NOT A FREAKING BABYSITTER. I sighed and allowed her to come in just as another shorty came running up to me. "Hey Len." I greeted with a slight smile. Len was panting.
"H-Hey Mikuo, sorry, my umbrella flew away and I had to go catch it." he explained. I welcomed him in as well and shut the door. When I looked back into my living quaters, I couldn't see the girl. That worries me way more than it should.
"Len... Are you well aware I'm a damn helper, not a babysitter right? How old is that kid, and why do I-"
"Babysitting? This isn't babysitting."
"Then what would you call it?" I glared down on him. He laughed nervously.
"She's the princess of one of our enemies. We captured her and we're holding her hostage until they surrender. And since the base is probably the first place they'd look, we're putting her in your care." Len said with a bit of fright like I was going to be pissed. I was to be honest but not at him. I rubbed the back of my neck and thought.
"So, out of all the helpers they just had to choose me? Not even a female one?"
"Can't. We put names in a hat and yours came out."
"Sometimes I wonder if I'm working for children" I mumbled. "But alright, what's her name?"
He handed me a file which was covered in a plastic bag to keep it dry. I slipped off the bag and opened the files. I glanced over them and read a bit of her information... Her name is Miku. Great. I sighed and put the papers down. "Miku? What kind of name is that?"
"You're one to be talking, Miku-O"
"That's different."
"No, you're just being a hypocrite." Len said rolling his eyes. I went to the hall and grabbed a towel for him and threw it straight at his head. I walked around looking for Miku.
"Hey brat, come out. You need to dry off or else you'll catch a cold." I said while carrying an extra towel. I opened the door to my room and found her asleep on my bed. "Brat... This mean war..." I grabbed her by her legs and pulled her off. She fell on the floor and groaned.
"What's your big idea?! I was sleeping!" she hissed at me like Champ when I take away his toys.
"Yeah, on MY bed." I dropped the towel on her head. "Dry yourself or else you'll catch a cold."
She stuck her tongue our at me and dried her hair. Now that she was in the light, I could see her better. Her long,stoking wet, messed up twintails of teal, her big blue eyes, and for some reason, she was wearing an old-really old- fashioned military uniform. The dark olive green hat was soaked, the matching coat was soaked, the brow skirt was soak along with the leggings and shoes. I need to get her some clothes.
I walked towards my closet, and looked for anything that might be able to fit her. I opened a box of things my sister left behind back when she use to visit me and pulled out some pj's. "Do you think these would fit you?" I asked holding it up to her.
"Ew... It's bright pink."
"Will it fit or not? I don't care about the color."
She took it from my hands. "mm... maybe."
"Well that's what you're wearing. Go into the bathroom and change. You could use the hair dry if you need to."
"I don't wanna go in the bathroom and change. I wanna change in here."
I facepalmed myself, " This is my room, you can't change in here."
"Well too bad. It's my room now, go sleep on the couch."
"God, you're annoying."
"It's not nice to call God annoying~" she ringed. I exited the room, giving up.
"Len... I want to kill you..." I glared at the blonde who was still drying his hair.
"I'm going to tell Loki, and he'll break up with you then." He said matter-of-factly. I groaned and collapsed on the couch.
"She has my cat in there... and she's changing..." I mumbled to myself. Poor Champ, he hates people so much. I laid on my back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling. "So how old is that brat? 12 or 13 right?"
"No, she's 16." Len said throwing the towel back at me.
"16?! WHY IS SHE SO SHORT?!" I practically screamed. Len tried to hold down a laugh, but he wasn't doing a very good job.
"Because Mikuo, not everybody is as tall as you. You're pretty tall for a Japanese man."
"I guess... Kaito's freaking huge though- height wise. I don't know about the other way..." I said, almost teasing Len. He threw a couch pillow at me and tried to cover the blush on his face. I laughed at how obvious he can be. I find it strange how they both like each other -and they both know it- and neither one of them has had the guts to say it out loud. Ah, love. It's such a confusing thing.
So, about three days have passed and I've finally gotten time to get back to my work. Now I think about, I haven't been able to work properly since Miku arrived at all. I took out my files and glanced over them. It was just another basic summery of the war. I threw in the trash bin and continued on. But it might be best to rethink this whole war.
It started as a fight between weapons. Apparently Miku's country found some sort of super weapon- I'm still not sure what it is though. They were trying to start a revolution of their own against the world's way of life. They said they wanted more freedom, but then since they are under our rule, they were not allowed to do this. Now they're rebelling against us while the rest of the world deals with it's own warfare with each other.
But the thing that strikes me most is... they always complain about the cameras. We posted up cameras in all living quarters, public places, and just about any where you can think of. All we have to do is plug in a wire, and we can watch them and listen to them when we wished. This technique is used so that we can always control them. However, they somehow must have created a way of finding some sort of blind spot and created their super weapon.
Now, they're revolting against us. Even if they have a super weapon, I doubt they can beat us with their precious princess in our hands. We can kill her so easily if they cross the line. Sigh, but that's the stupid thing about humans. They can be affected physically just as much as emotionally.
It's so... pathetic.
I stared at the poster in my room. It was a picture of our leader with his famous slogan.
VICTORY STARTS WITH WARI smiled at it, it was true. It was our way of life. It was our way of staying on top and controlling everyone else whenever we please. "Salute!" I said with loudly at the poster as I saluted to it. Ah, life is so wonderful when you're the boss of everyone else. But then I heard the door creek and fast footsteps running away from it.
Kv: DONE. The second chapter at least, the story is barely starting. But yeah, Mikuo might come off as a bad guy right now but he's suppose to. Anyways, RESPONSE TIME! IANMK001: Omg, I feel so honored xD I'm a very unpopular author, but I'm so happy I'm in someone's top list :D And it's a good thing you didn't remove me~ ;3 Anyways, thank you so much! I love reading your reviews and I really hope you like this story. Charlotte and Rashka: I know it's not good, especially when you're in the middle of one. ^^;; aha... And did that really happen? Sounds so... story book like. xD the whole fate thing that is. But I'm really glad people actually stick to reading my long stories. Most seem to get bored after a bit and leave. Q~Q And I'm doing my best to make it epic! x3 Amysadiekane: aha... I love making Mikuo like this, it's like a representation of myself in some weird boy way. Idk, I just love it. But the Kaito thing, I might say it wrong, but the way I say it is like K sound like in Kite, long I sound, and to like toe. :3 Hope that helps even though I sent it in a message already. x3 cheekycheetah: I'll do my best. I've been like.. swamped in hw.. well, PLEASE REVIEW.