Shokuhou Misaki

Misaki was a bit upset today. No make that angry. Why? Because a certain old hag had decided to get the jump on her by getting a head start in winning her prince's heart.

'I can't believe that hag knew my Prince's father was here. I was wondering why she was moving around all that while ago.' Misaki Shokuhou, Academy City's fifth level five. Ability name: Mental Out.

The power to read, control, replace, change, and damage the minds of many. Aside from a certain few individuals, Misaki had the power to manipulate to outright control any mind in the entire city. Because of this unique and strong ability, Misaki was able to establish a rather impressive network and communications. Sure Mental Out wasn't exactly useful in a actual fight involving brawn, but Misaki was above such things.

Only getting involved in a fight if she was forced to or one of her clique members were in trouble. Other than that, Misaki considered herself more of a behind the scenes person. A job that suited her rather well.

Unfortunately, while few, there were certain people out in the city that could outmaneuver her network skills and even avoid her 'eyes'. That old hag, or as Misaki also knew her as, Kumokawa Seria. A little...rival of hers. A person who's own manipulation skill that Misaki admitted was about the same a her own level five Mental Out ability.

A fearsome enemy that Misaki always kept her guard around if she were to meet her face to face and vice versa. Catching that hang off guard wasn't easy. But trying to spy on her or even figure out what she does is even more difficult.

Just a few days ago Misaki had noticed her old rival making suspicious movements, but didn't know what. The 'normal' high school girl hiding her intentions rather well as usual. Luckily Misaki was finally able to spy on her just about two days ago where Seria had what appeared to be a genuine smile. Not the false polite one, but a real one.

The only times Misaki has ever seen such a smile were on these moments. Either it involved her prince. Or she was smiling sadistically at someone's misfortune. Usually involving the former or sometimes Misaki herself. Much to her frustration.

Whatever the case, Misaki had a spy follow Seria with caution. It wasn't easy, but it worked. Only to finally discover what Seria had done and who she had met. Filling her with a sense of anger and anticipation.

"Toyaa Kamijou." To think that the person Seria met was her prince's own father. Misaki had a feeling Seria made it so she wouldn't know. Had it not been for her spy, she doubted she still would have realized it out. "But now I do." The Queen of Tokiwadai said smirking a bit. It would seem she had a visit to make.

"Congratulations sweetie. I can't believe Academy City made a deal with you and the company." An encouraging voice said from a regular cell phone.

"I know, right." Touya said sitting on the bed all cheerful and laughing. "I already told the boys and they're actually planning on visiting in a few days to celebrate. We're going to party all night!"

It's been to long since Touya has hung with his co-workers/friends from work. Not to mention so long since he had an actual drink. Shina wouldn't let him at home saying she wouldn't sleep with a bad-breath man. Plus he certainly couldn't do so at work or on the job since he's normally so busy. Being intoxicated would be a very bad idea.

"A drink, hmmm." Uh-oh. Touya's eyes suddenly widened as he just realized what he said. He better say something and fast.

"Oh..you know. Just a small drink. Nothing to crazy or some little conquest." He told his wife in hopes that she would allow him to drink. "Plus, I think one or two at work don't drink. So they'll be able to drive us home without bother." Touya hoped this worked.

"...Well, as long as your being responsible then it shouldn't be a problem." Yes! "But Touya dear," Shit! "Just remember, don't drink too much like last time. You do remember what happened last time? Correct?"

"...Uh..yeah, I remember. I won't make that mistake again. Hehehe." In truth, Touya actually didn't remember what happened at all. The last time he got drunk, he knew he was having fun, playing games, laughing...then things became blurry. He talked to some people. Then before he knew it, he was home with his wife hitting him with a pan.

To this day, Touya Kamijou had no clue what happened on July 28 last year. His memories of that night having vanished, with the doctor he one visited saying those memories were gone forever. Something about a hit to the head and the memories not forming properly at all.

Touya tried asking his fellow workers what he did that day, but for some reason they never said. The most one worker ever told him was that not only was he a man...but still loyal to his wife.

'At times I wonder if I should just stop asking what happened that day.' Touya thought gloomy. While a part of him wished to still know what occurred, another was a bit fearful on what he might learn. So he usually put such thoughts on the incident away.

"I see...So long as that doesn't happen again, then go enjoy yourself. Bye." With that, Shina soon hung up.

"Huuu!" Touya then letting out a large breath of air. Seems the tension got to him a bit. He was feeling better now since Shina was allowing him to have his fun. "..." When did he turn into a man, that needed his wife's permission to drink…?

After getting…..permission, Touya soon left the apartment ready to go walk and search a bit around the districts. In about a week the guys will come and that's when they'll celebrate. While Academy City didn't have much in terms of wine bars since it was a city full of mainly students, there was still a few places that sold such things. He just had to find out where.

'Or I can just ask someone. But who?' Touya didn't exactly no anybody from around here at all. Sure he met some interesting people since coming here...but he didn't actually know them.

Someone like Patricia and Sera might know a place. Yet Touya figured it'd probably be best not to ask them, considering they are still students. Maybe District 3 would have such a place. Or perhaps one of the upper class districts. Touya can ask some of the adults figuring since they must know a nice bar around here somewhere.

"Eh, but why ask a grumpy old adult when you can ask little old me." Stopping, Touya turned back to face the origin of the voice. What he saw could only be described as elegant.

In his sights was a very attractive girl-of her own age group-sporting long straight hair of golden color. She wears a pair of white gloves and stockings, both adorned with laces. She is also seen holding a shoulder bag with a star adorned on the middle. Having gold eyes that were quite unique-no, literally unique. Somehow, and he didn't know why since this seems to break the laws of physics, but had literally star-shaped designs on them, replacing the pupil. Was this some Academy City experiment?

If it was, then what was the purpose for such odd but unique pupils.

"Oh, don't be too frightened by my eyes if they scare you." The girl then said with Touya actually taking a step back. How did she know what he was thinking? He knew it was rude to think such a thing, but it wasn't as if he said anything out loud what he thought. The girl of course just smiled.

"It says on your face. But do not fear, your not the first person to think about my eyes. I was just born like this." Huh, on his face. Shina always did say he had a very expressive face. Stating how Touma inherited that aspect from him.

"I see, uh, sorry if I thought about it. Your eyes just, you know, interested me." Touya said uttering a small apology.

"That's okay." She said with her ever glowing smile. "Lots of people wonder about it and like you, also captivated by them." Not even a lie. She is technically saying the truth, as even members of her own group sometimes ask. Even that certain boy once asked back in the day.

"Okay then. Um. Sorry, but who are you?" Touya finally asked, with the girl more than happy to say her name.

"How rude of me. Allow me to introduce myself." Bowing a bit, the irl then stood up straight and told Touya her name. "My name is Shokuhou Misaki, a pleasure to meet you sir."

"Ah, likewise. Kamijou Touya at your service." As Touya bowed a little, he didn't notice the smirk on Misaki's face. Unaware of her thoughts. Most people who knew her and were her enemies would at first think she was plotting something bad, going to mess with the person. How wrong they would be if they could read her mind.

'Yes, yes, yes! He really is my prince's father. His mannerism, his looks, all the same.' Certainly Misaki was plotting something, but nothing horrible in fact. Frankly, it was the opposite. Her plot being to get under her prince's father's own good graces. 'Shame the mother isn't here, but the father will do just fine. And if I play my cards right, I'll be ahead of that old hag.'

Misaki was rather livid having been beaten to the punch by Seria. To think that hag got ahead of her and met this fine gentlemen putting her ahead of the game. Even worse, it would seem Touya actually liked Seria a bit. Touya didn't know this, but Misaki was using her powers a bit to see what Touya thought of Seria. To her her, it was all good thoughts.

'Dang it! That hag is good as much as I hate to say.' A part of Misaki was tempted in getting rid of those memories. But wouldn't for three reasons.

The first is that there was no real purpose to actually wipe those memories. If anything Seria would find out and probably get her back. Reason two, if authorities heard she used her powers on a civilian from outside the city, things may get a little bad for her. While not many, there are some ways for the authorities to deal with her power. A certain device from the past used by that group was a reminder.

Third, she felt that it would be unforgivable if she manipulated her prince's father's mind. If anything she doubted she could do such a thing without feeling guilt. Not to mention, she wanted to get under his grace through her own power, not the esper one, but just by showing Touya who she is.

Of course she is kinda reading his mind….best to stop.

""Oh right, you said something about asking you." Touya said with Misaki nodding.

"Correct good sir. I happen to know a few places where you can find a bar for you and your colleagues." She told him with her smile.

"Really? Now that's fine, considering I'm a bit lost." Yes, looks like she grabbed his attention. "But….how'd you know I was looking for a bar? With my friends to?"

"..." Shokuhou Misaki, Academy City's most powerful mental user. A girl who's more than capable of messing with the inds of others, even without her abilities. But at the end of the day, despite all of her intelligence, she is still a teenage middle school girl. Meaning she can sometimes act her age, momentarily losing her mature grace. Not to mention she may have gotten over excited meeting her prince's father, letting things slip that she shouldn't have.

"Not to mention….how does a middle schooler like you even know where a bar is?" While her, uh, body was a bit mature, Touya actually recognized that uniform as one that belonged to the Tokiwadi Middle School in Acadey City. Recalling it from that girl who zapped him in the hospital. Making him suspicious on how such a child even knew where a bar is.

"..." Misaki then took out a strange remote and clicked.

"Huh?" Touya then opened his eyes. "Where am-oh, here I am." In front of the man was a nice simple bar that looked pretty nice. Entering showed a few collage students and some young adults. "Nice."

Strange though, how did he get here? Concentrating, Touya then began remembering what happened.

"Ah, now I remember." He had been lost looking for the bar, when suddenly some mysterious girl came and gave him a few directions. He then listened to those instructions and found himself all the way here. "Although, I wonder who that girl was." For some reason he couldn't recall the face, voice, or anything that could distinguish her. He might be old, but even his memory wasn't that bad.

"Oh well. I guess I'll thank her if I ever see her again...if I can remember." With those words said Touya then entered the bar figuring he may as well give it a go. As he entered, a pair of starry eyes from a man was watching him. The man then slapping his head.

"I'll do better next time." He said in a regretful tone. Suddenly the stars in the man's eyes vanished, replaced with confusion. "Huh, where am I?"

While the man began looking around wondering where he was, another person passed by him and entered the bar. The man having gotten a good look at the person and turned a little red blushing "Woah. That's one fine lady."

As for the 'fine lady', she entered the bar ignoring the stares the many men inside gave her. Each one whistling a bit with a few looking away then sneaking a peak back. The majority of them staring at her, but more notably, a certain pair of orbs on her chest.

"Huh. And this outfit isn't even revealing." The woman muttered. Why were men so attracted to her when all she was wearing was a simple green jersey. Oh whatever, she wasn't here to whine. She was here to have a nice time.

As the woman was moving, her eyes then caught a familiar face. "Kamijou?"

Hm. This should be interesting.

And that is a wrap. Ouch, but looks like Misaki made little to no progress. Her mistake having costed her into wiping his memory, since it would be doubtful she'd get under Touya's good side if that conversation had continued on. Not everybody can make a good first impression. Guess Seria stays in the lead, with a new challenger approaching. Bet most of you already know by now. Until next time.