Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne OVA
Fin scanned the surface of the earth, wondering how long she would be searching before she found who she was looking for. Finding certain people in cities for angels was not nearly as difficult as it was for humans, for angels were given pieces of God's own vision powers to keep tabs on people. Still, finding Kusakabe Maron who was not at home, nor school, was no piece of cake for Angel Fin Fish.
"Maron, where are you.." Fin muttered, her eyes closed. Suddenly, she heard a soft wind behind her - and the beating of wings. She turned around and looked to see Access Time. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"What're you so happy about?" Fin asked suspiciously. Access's smile faltered and he continued to stare at Fin rather nervously.
"Well?!" the green haired angel demanded, becoming irritated.
"I was just enjoying how pretty my Fin-chan looks when her eyes are closed..." Access mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. Fin raised an eyebrow. "Oh! And!!! I've been assigned to work with you on achieving your new status!" Access no longer looked nervous. He was back to smiling. Fin had to admit to herself, she preferred the smile.
"What? Partners?"
"Yep!"
Fin swayed; she felt troubled. Why would God allow Access to work with her if it was her own status she was working to accomplish? Just then, it seemed as though Access had been able to read her mind.
"God thought Jeanne could use the extra guidance."
"Ohh..." Finn nodded. The air around them suddenly felt ... different. Something was coming.
Access pointed at the parting clouds behind them. "This way, Fin- chan!"
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Maron tried her best to ignore the person sitting to her right; it was difficult to distract herself when she was not the one sitting directly next to the window. But no matter what direction she seemed to look in, Chiaki continued to gaze at her; eshe knew he was doing it on purpose for he had only grinned when she scowled at him earlier. She waved at Miyako and Yamato, who were sitting in the next aisle, but they seemed to be too wrapped up in their discussion to notice. Maron sweatdropped at this.
When she pulled her eyes away from them, she then became very aware of the warm air that blew down over her shoulder. She narrowed her eyes and turned to give Chiaki a deadly glare. She had not expected his face would be so close to her and when she looked him in the eye, she noticed that their noses were just barely touching. Chiaki used the opportunity to his advantage, of course, and kissed Maron there and then.
"Moouu... Chiaki," Maron grumbled, pulling away from him. She hoped that he hadn't noticed her hesitation.
"Yes?" Chiaki looked at her through a facade of innocence.
"I'm sleepy ..." Maron answered. She then tilted her head so that her cheek rested against Chiaki's shoulder.
Chiaki chuckled, "Good. I'm looking forward to hear some other hints of what goes on in those dreams you have about me. OW!"
Maron had punched his arm. "Nevermind, I've decided that I'm not sleepy anymore." She ignored Chiaki's sigh of disappointment when she moved her head and sat up straight.
Meanwhile, not far from where Maron was refusing Chiaki's suggestions to return her head to his shoulder ...
Access rocked his feet back and forth, occasionally looking up to see if Fin was having any luck finding the girl. He felt the wavering arms of the man sitting in the seat whose armrest Access was resting on; three times already, the man had nearly rested his arm on top of Access. Luckily, Access had excellent speed and was able to dodge in flight each time. It was true, that most humans could not see angels, but an angel's "invisibility" would not save him or her from the curious reaction of a human who might accidentally come into physical contact with the angel.
"Any luck?" Access whispered to Fin.
"I'd have more luck if you were helping me instead of fooling around, you know!" Fin piped, rolling her eyes when once again, Access jumped up into the air to avoid being crushed by the man's arm.
"Well, this IS *your* mission... I'm only here to help," Access yawned, wishing there were pancakes somewhere nearby.
"Oh, Access!" it was all Fin could do to keep herself from raising her voice as she thwapped the black angel over the head and continued, "What good is your presence if you're here to help, but you're not helping?"
Access sulked, but almost immediately after his shoulders sank, they rose back up again and he cheerily pointed and said, "There! Sinbad AND Jeanne!!" Fin followed the direction of his index finger and confirmed what he had just exclaimed with her own eyes. Fin saw from the corner of her eye that Access was prepared to speed off in that direction. Luckily, she grabbed a hold of his ear just in time.
"Wait! It isn't safe for them to talk to us here," Fin said. Access looked about and nodded; too many people, the risk was too high.
"Let's kick back for now then," Access sighed. He gave one glum, long look behind him and took back his seat on the armrest once the man removed his arm again. Fin looked at him with some empathy. She knew he was wanting to speak with Chiaki soon, as she wanted to talk to Maron again.
"Mmn! We'll follow them off the plane when it lands," Fin said. Access wondered if the tone in her voice had been a hint that she was trying to make him feel better. He smiled at her.
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Despite Maron's "changed mind" from earlier, she felt herself slowly becoming detached from being awake. In short time, her eyes were closed and she was no longer focusing on the magazine laid out in her lap.
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Maron found herself in a white hall. There were no lights, no pictures on the walls, no furniture ... just white. There was a black door in front of her; it looked so out of place. Maron turned to look down the left side of the hall; there seemed to be no turns or other black doors, just an endless white hall. The same applied for the right side of the hall. It made Maron uncomfortable to realize that her only escape from the place she was standing seemed to be the black door in front of her. The odd thing about the door was, aside from its color, its handle; in fact, there was no handle, so Maron gave the door a push instead. Inside was a room filled with people.
There seemed to be a celebration or party of some sort going on. She found Miyako, Chiaki, and Yamato all chattering happily by a table of beverages. Maron was relieved to see people she recognized and therefore started towards them. But a hand grabbed her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" a familiar face asked her. It was a old man shorter than herself, a frown on his face where his usual smile would be. Maron felt herself trying to answer, but the man pushed her away with the hand he had rested on her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?!" he demanded again. Maron couldn't understand why he was so angry. It couldn't be because of her age if her friends were here. This didn't look like an "adult's party," anyway.
"I don't have anything left for you to steal. Get out!" the man snarled.
... Maron's heart raced. Steal? She looked up and then finally realized that her hair was no longer its natural chestnut color, but blonde now. Her hands were gloved, her feet in boots ... but why? Why was she dressed up as Jeanne in public? And why now, when there were no more demons..? Then the man's words struck her. She finally recognized his face too. It was Minazuki's grandfather.
"Get out!" he growled, not acting like himself at all. The guests in the room apparently noticed the scene and were beginning to crowd around Jeanne. She panicked, looking for an opening to escape through. To her own horror, the harder she looked, the less she was able to find anything bu the malicious faces about her. There was something about the faces though, besides their sinister smiles, that somehow linked them all together. Jeanne squinted her eyes, checking carefully. A young boy, an artist, a motorcycle racer, a father ... Ah! These were all people who had been possessed during the time Maron was fulfilling the role as Jeanne D'Arc's reincarnation. They all seemed to be yelling about the items Jeanne had sealed. Even ... No. It wasn't Chiaki afterall, but his father.
'Now, more importantly ... How am I going to get out of this?' Jeanne thought, searching herself for her rosary; finally she found it and relieved, Jeanne backed away from the closest side of the crowd. She started looking for something to checkmate, while waiting for the pin to fully rise out of her rosary. Suddenly she felt utterly ridiculous. There was more than one possessed person around her ... would sealing one object really help? And something else troubled her while she pulled her arm away from a man who had snatched it. Hadn't these people already been saved?
'And what object can possibly connect all of them if I've already sealed the individual's objects that possessed them in the first place?'
Jeanne looked down at her feet. 'Of course! The answer is so obvious, it was lying under my own nose!' Her fear had gone, replaced by confidence that was surging in her chest.
"You, demon born in darkness, I seal you here." Jeanne saw several hands dive towards her as she spoke.
"CHECKMATE!" The pin darted down and stopped just before the floor. Jeanne heard groans and screeching from the demons of the people who stood around her. She covered her ears and closed her eyes when a blinding light followed.
'What's happening..?'
Then, she heard it. Someone calling her name. Not Jeanne's, but..
"Maron!"
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"Maron!!"
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When Maron woke up, she saw Chiaki, Miyako, and Yamato staring down at her. She jumped at the sight of them, not expecting to still be locked in a crowd. The three others exchanged glances with each other, then looked back down at Maron. Finally, Maron had to ask ...
"Why are you standing up?"
"Ano.. We've landed.." Miyako explained, still curious about why her friend had been murmuring to quickly in her sleep. Maron turned to the window behind Chiaki and saw that indeed, the plane was on the ground.
"Come on, we're the only idiots still on here!" Miyako complained, dragging Maron out of her seat by the arm.
"Ow, Miyako! That hurts!" Maron whined. Miyako only rolled her eyes and opened the compartment above to remove their extra luggage. Finally, they made their way to exit the plane.
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~*Author's Notes:*~ Arrrgghhhh... Took me forever to write that. X3; Suuu...! I hope the people who enjoyed this see that I've updated. X.x; Sorry for taking so long. Expect more shortly! ^.^;
Fin scanned the surface of the earth, wondering how long she would be searching before she found who she was looking for. Finding certain people in cities for angels was not nearly as difficult as it was for humans, for angels were given pieces of God's own vision powers to keep tabs on people. Still, finding Kusakabe Maron who was not at home, nor school, was no piece of cake for Angel Fin Fish.
"Maron, where are you.." Fin muttered, her eyes closed. Suddenly, she heard a soft wind behind her - and the beating of wings. She turned around and looked to see Access Time. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"What're you so happy about?" Fin asked suspiciously. Access's smile faltered and he continued to stare at Fin rather nervously.
"Well?!" the green haired angel demanded, becoming irritated.
"I was just enjoying how pretty my Fin-chan looks when her eyes are closed..." Access mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. Fin raised an eyebrow. "Oh! And!!! I've been assigned to work with you on achieving your new status!" Access no longer looked nervous. He was back to smiling. Fin had to admit to herself, she preferred the smile.
"What? Partners?"
"Yep!"
Fin swayed; she felt troubled. Why would God allow Access to work with her if it was her own status she was working to accomplish? Just then, it seemed as though Access had been able to read her mind.
"God thought Jeanne could use the extra guidance."
"Ohh..." Finn nodded. The air around them suddenly felt ... different. Something was coming.
Access pointed at the parting clouds behind them. "This way, Fin- chan!"
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Maron tried her best to ignore the person sitting to her right; it was difficult to distract herself when she was not the one sitting directly next to the window. But no matter what direction she seemed to look in, Chiaki continued to gaze at her; eshe knew he was doing it on purpose for he had only grinned when she scowled at him earlier. She waved at Miyako and Yamato, who were sitting in the next aisle, but they seemed to be too wrapped up in their discussion to notice. Maron sweatdropped at this.
When she pulled her eyes away from them, she then became very aware of the warm air that blew down over her shoulder. She narrowed her eyes and turned to give Chiaki a deadly glare. She had not expected his face would be so close to her and when she looked him in the eye, she noticed that their noses were just barely touching. Chiaki used the opportunity to his advantage, of course, and kissed Maron there and then.
"Moouu... Chiaki," Maron grumbled, pulling away from him. She hoped that he hadn't noticed her hesitation.
"Yes?" Chiaki looked at her through a facade of innocence.
"I'm sleepy ..." Maron answered. She then tilted her head so that her cheek rested against Chiaki's shoulder.
Chiaki chuckled, "Good. I'm looking forward to hear some other hints of what goes on in those dreams you have about me. OW!"
Maron had punched his arm. "Nevermind, I've decided that I'm not sleepy anymore." She ignored Chiaki's sigh of disappointment when she moved her head and sat up straight.
Meanwhile, not far from where Maron was refusing Chiaki's suggestions to return her head to his shoulder ...
Access rocked his feet back and forth, occasionally looking up to see if Fin was having any luck finding the girl. He felt the wavering arms of the man sitting in the seat whose armrest Access was resting on; three times already, the man had nearly rested his arm on top of Access. Luckily, Access had excellent speed and was able to dodge in flight each time. It was true, that most humans could not see angels, but an angel's "invisibility" would not save him or her from the curious reaction of a human who might accidentally come into physical contact with the angel.
"Any luck?" Access whispered to Fin.
"I'd have more luck if you were helping me instead of fooling around, you know!" Fin piped, rolling her eyes when once again, Access jumped up into the air to avoid being crushed by the man's arm.
"Well, this IS *your* mission... I'm only here to help," Access yawned, wishing there were pancakes somewhere nearby.
"Oh, Access!" it was all Fin could do to keep herself from raising her voice as she thwapped the black angel over the head and continued, "What good is your presence if you're here to help, but you're not helping?"
Access sulked, but almost immediately after his shoulders sank, they rose back up again and he cheerily pointed and said, "There! Sinbad AND Jeanne!!" Fin followed the direction of his index finger and confirmed what he had just exclaimed with her own eyes. Fin saw from the corner of her eye that Access was prepared to speed off in that direction. Luckily, she grabbed a hold of his ear just in time.
"Wait! It isn't safe for them to talk to us here," Fin said. Access looked about and nodded; too many people, the risk was too high.
"Let's kick back for now then," Access sighed. He gave one glum, long look behind him and took back his seat on the armrest once the man removed his arm again. Fin looked at him with some empathy. She knew he was wanting to speak with Chiaki soon, as she wanted to talk to Maron again.
"Mmn! We'll follow them off the plane when it lands," Fin said. Access wondered if the tone in her voice had been a hint that she was trying to make him feel better. He smiled at her.
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Despite Maron's "changed mind" from earlier, she felt herself slowly becoming detached from being awake. In short time, her eyes were closed and she was no longer focusing on the magazine laid out in her lap.
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Maron found herself in a white hall. There were no lights, no pictures on the walls, no furniture ... just white. There was a black door in front of her; it looked so out of place. Maron turned to look down the left side of the hall; there seemed to be no turns or other black doors, just an endless white hall. The same applied for the right side of the hall. It made Maron uncomfortable to realize that her only escape from the place she was standing seemed to be the black door in front of her. The odd thing about the door was, aside from its color, its handle; in fact, there was no handle, so Maron gave the door a push instead. Inside was a room filled with people.
There seemed to be a celebration or party of some sort going on. She found Miyako, Chiaki, and Yamato all chattering happily by a table of beverages. Maron was relieved to see people she recognized and therefore started towards them. But a hand grabbed her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" a familiar face asked her. It was a old man shorter than herself, a frown on his face where his usual smile would be. Maron felt herself trying to answer, but the man pushed her away with the hand he had rested on her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?!" he demanded again. Maron couldn't understand why he was so angry. It couldn't be because of her age if her friends were here. This didn't look like an "adult's party," anyway.
"I don't have anything left for you to steal. Get out!" the man snarled.
... Maron's heart raced. Steal? She looked up and then finally realized that her hair was no longer its natural chestnut color, but blonde now. Her hands were gloved, her feet in boots ... but why? Why was she dressed up as Jeanne in public? And why now, when there were no more demons..? Then the man's words struck her. She finally recognized his face too. It was Minazuki's grandfather.
"Get out!" he growled, not acting like himself at all. The guests in the room apparently noticed the scene and were beginning to crowd around Jeanne. She panicked, looking for an opening to escape through. To her own horror, the harder she looked, the less she was able to find anything bu the malicious faces about her. There was something about the faces though, besides their sinister smiles, that somehow linked them all together. Jeanne squinted her eyes, checking carefully. A young boy, an artist, a motorcycle racer, a father ... Ah! These were all people who had been possessed during the time Maron was fulfilling the role as Jeanne D'Arc's reincarnation. They all seemed to be yelling about the items Jeanne had sealed. Even ... No. It wasn't Chiaki afterall, but his father.
'Now, more importantly ... How am I going to get out of this?' Jeanne thought, searching herself for her rosary; finally she found it and relieved, Jeanne backed away from the closest side of the crowd. She started looking for something to checkmate, while waiting for the pin to fully rise out of her rosary. Suddenly she felt utterly ridiculous. There was more than one possessed person around her ... would sealing one object really help? And something else troubled her while she pulled her arm away from a man who had snatched it. Hadn't these people already been saved?
'And what object can possibly connect all of them if I've already sealed the individual's objects that possessed them in the first place?'
Jeanne looked down at her feet. 'Of course! The answer is so obvious, it was lying under my own nose!' Her fear had gone, replaced by confidence that was surging in her chest.
"You, demon born in darkness, I seal you here." Jeanne saw several hands dive towards her as she spoke.
"CHECKMATE!" The pin darted down and stopped just before the floor. Jeanne heard groans and screeching from the demons of the people who stood around her. She covered her ears and closed her eyes when a blinding light followed.
'What's happening..?'
Then, she heard it. Someone calling her name. Not Jeanne's, but..
"Maron!"
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"Maron!!"
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When Maron woke up, she saw Chiaki, Miyako, and Yamato staring down at her. She jumped at the sight of them, not expecting to still be locked in a crowd. The three others exchanged glances with each other, then looked back down at Maron. Finally, Maron had to ask ...
"Why are you standing up?"
"Ano.. We've landed.." Miyako explained, still curious about why her friend had been murmuring to quickly in her sleep. Maron turned to the window behind Chiaki and saw that indeed, the plane was on the ground.
"Come on, we're the only idiots still on here!" Miyako complained, dragging Maron out of her seat by the arm.
"Ow, Miyako! That hurts!" Maron whined. Miyako only rolled her eyes and opened the compartment above to remove their extra luggage. Finally, they made their way to exit the plane.
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~*Author's Notes:*~ Arrrgghhhh... Took me forever to write that. X3; Suuu...! I hope the people who enjoyed this see that I've updated. X.x; Sorry for taking so long. Expect more shortly! ^.^;