It's been awhile wouldn't you agree? Truth is, I finished this chapter a couple days ago, but for some odd reason, has been acting difficult by not posting my documents so I could get this online. Instead, I took one of the documents that I already had on this site and replaced it with this chapter. I've decided to give Daisuke a break on the wholeARC affair, but don't worry, you'll get plenty of that in the future. And now for the troubling part. This chapter(s) is suppose to serve as one of those things that on-going animes seem to have the one thing that most people hate. That's right, this is the dreaded filler(s), but with a purpose. Since summer's almost here I'm gonna be a little extra busy and will have little time to get to this...just kidding. Actually these are (and will be) here so that the story will make more sense later. Well that's all I think, Enjoy.

14

I felt the cold November wind hit my face as I got off the bus and joined the rest of my class in front of the building. Today, the entire second year (junior) history class was on a field trip at the Museum of History. Our teacher, Mrs. Annette has been "buzzing" about it since three weeks before the trip. I only had to guess that she was ecstatic after being here now. At the moment, she had us gathered around her so she count and divide us into groups. I had just so happened to glance towards my left and spotted a mint green blur. I turned to get a better look and saw Morrigan with her back facing me, talking with one of her fellow classmates. She must've felt my staring at her for she soon turned towards me and waved. I couldn't help myself but smile and wave back at her. I didn't go and invade her group. Since history was one of those few classes that we didn't share the same period in, I wasn't allowed to, and besides, I liked it better when I didn't have teachers on my back.

"What's going on here?"

The sound of the voice took me by surprise. I turned around to find May Valentine, eyeing me suspiciously. Why are women so good at sneaking up on me?

"Oh, nothing much," I replied. "I think I saw a homeless guy just now."

That last part was a joke, but of course, she didn't see it that way.

"Whatever, look everyone's going inside now." Suddenly, she grabbed my arm and began pulling me inside.

I was impressed at how the museum looked on the inside. The black marble floor reflected the lights from the ceiling and there were roman styled pillars on both sides of us leading towards the admissions department. Another history teacher went to talk to the lady in admissions while Mrs. Annette turned towards us.

"Alright everyone, I have here your groups," she said, holding up a piece of paper. "When I call your name, please stand with your group."

She pointed at the floor next to her as she began reading from the piece of paper.

"In Group 1 we have…Brian Singer, Karin Rose, Jin Azuma, Morrigan Aensland, May Valentine, Kazuma Kanzaki, Chad Kazuki, and Daisuke Inoa."

I watched as the students from various history classes joined into one group. I knew most of them, except for Jin Azuma and that Brian Singer guy. I've been told that Jin was an anti-social emo and that was about it. Brian on the other hand had a whole plethora of rumors under his belt, most of them concerning his sexual preferences. The one that I heard the most was that he was a pretty friendly guy, only friendlier towards the male species of my school. He would act like a gentleman to girls simply by shaking their hands, but he would become a friendly guy towards other males. I practically shuddered when I spotted him giving another guy a hug, much to the other guy's discomfort. I made a mental note to be wary of him.

"Fancy meeting you here," I heard a familiar voice say.

Knowing exactly who the voice belonged to, I smiled and turned around to see Morrigan giving me what I had dubbed her 'trademark smirk'.

"Likewise," I replied. "Hopefully, you won't get bored during this tour."

Morrigan gave me a blank look.

"Why do say that?"

"Because you tend to do stuff when you're bored," I replied. "Need I remind you of that trip to the movies?"

Morrigan gave that devilish smile she normally wore when she was challenged. This may not end well.

"How about I remind you of that meeting with the student president?" she asked. "I have plenty of other examples if that one didn't suit your fancy."

Damn

"Touché," I said dryly.

Morrigan chuckled.

I've should've known better. Morrigan had a much better memory than I did. I remember hearing about her telling a story from the back of her mind that happened over two hundred years ago. I also heard that it was surprisingly highly accurate. I was amazed that no one had really questioned how she had known everything that far back or how she had known every detail. I guess that was one of the perks of having the unfair advantage of being a few hundred years older. I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a man approaching our group. He was a tall guy with dark shoulder length hair. Since he was wearing an all black suit, I was afraid that the guy would be a little…dark natured.

"You must be with me," he said smiling. "My name is David Shinuta. I'll be your tour guide. Before we start, I'd like to learn everyone's name." He looked us over briefly before settling his eyes on me.

"How about we start with you," he said, pointing at me.

I narrowed my eyes and grimaced. Being the only one in this entire group, the only one in this entire museum, who has snow white hair, I stuck out more. How pissed I was, it was probably showing up on my face since Dave here was giving me an apologetic look. I sighed.

"My name's Daisuke, Daisuke Inoa."

The man smiled.

The introductions were speedy enough and we were well on our way. We soon began touring through what seemed like an Egyptian exhibit.

Pictures of pyramids, hieroglyphs, Sarcophagus'…yep definitely Egyptian, I mused.

"That sarcoph-o-whatever thingy is huge," May whispered to me.

Sarcopho-o-whatever thingy?

I stared at her from the corner of my eye wondering what she was talking about. When I followed her eyes to see what she was looking at, my eyes widened in surprise as I noticed a peculiar sarcophagus. Unlike any of the others, this one was huge, seeming about eight feet tall. David had said something about the exhibit, but I wasn't listening, I soon tuned in just as he asked, "Are there any questions?" and raised my hand.

"Yeah, who's that guy?" I asked, pointing to the large sarcophagus.

David turned around and looked at the Egyptian styled coffin.

"That is the casket of Egypt's greatest pharaoh, Anakaris Ra," he said. "Sworn to protect his kingdom, even in death,"

What a noble guy

"Mr. Shinuta, how did he protect his kingdom even though he had already passed on," the other girl in our group, Karin asked.

I eyed David suspiciously as a smirk formed on his face.

"Well, the pharaoh believed that curses weren't efficient enough to carry out his punishments…" he said darkly. "…So he used a more…'supernatural' method."

I didn't like where this is going.

"W-What method was that?" Chad asked, trying not to sound intimidated by David's dark tone.

"…He came back from the grave…" David replied gravely. Everyone in our group with the exception of me, Jin, and Morrigan paled, obviously spooked from the story. I rolled my eyes when David started laughing.

"Of course, you don't believe in something like that," he said.

Just then, everyone except Morrigan, Jin, and me began laughing. Morrigan just smiled. I didn't know what she could be thinking about. Jin was an emo, that was all there was to it and I just didn't think too much of the whole resurrection thing. Actually I would've thought the whole thing to be ridiculous. About a month ago, I thought a chainsaw wielding zombie named Zabel was ridiculous. I learned a lesson that day.

"Hey Mr. Shinuta, why is there samurai armor here," May asked, after the laughter subsided.

That didn't make any sense. Samurai armor in an Egyptian exhibit? I turned around to see what May was looking at, and there in a glass case, was a full set of red samurai armor complete with sword. The breastplate had a sinister face engraved into it making it look a little disturbing.

"That armor once belonged to a demon swordsman," David said sternly.

"Oboro Bishamon."

All eyes fell on Morrigan. She smirked. "He was the one who wore this armor, Hannya, am I right Mr. Shinuta?"

"Y-Yes, that's right," David replied, slightly surprised. "Oboro Bishamon donned this armor and became a ruthless killer, slaughtering everyone in his path."

I Looked towards May who seemed to grow pale from hearing the grim news.

"That…didn't… answer my question," she said.

"Oh well, a battle broke out between the pharaoh and the demon samurai," the dark haired man said. "Both of them battled fiercely."

"I remember that," said Morrigan. I stared at her with eyes wide.

What the hell is she doing?

"Oh really?" David's eyes lit up with interest.

"Yes. As a matter of fact I was ther—"

I cut her off by quickly placing my hand over her mouth.

"When I read it from the history book," I finished for her and removed my hand. "Right Morrigan?"

Morrigan smiled and gave me some sort of apologetic look as she scratched the back of her head.

"R-Right,"

"So who won?" Jin asked casually.

David chuckled at how frank he was.

"Actually, it was never recorded," he replied. "Rumor has it that their battle was never concluded."

"Why's that?" asked May. "No one knows why," David replied. "I guess you can say that it's one of those great mysterious."

"People don't just die without a reason," Chad chimed in.

I heard David mutter something like 'I never said they died', but I guess I'm the only one who heard it which made me a little cautious. Thanks to my run-ins with the supernatural, I'd been a little extra cautious of that lately. I'd like to see my eighteenth birthday and hopefully twenty first.

"Let's move on shall we?"

The tour ended a little sooner than we had hoped. With it only being twelve thirty, that most likely meant that we would be returning to school to catch our afternoon classes. This was our assessment, but Mrs. Annette had other plans. She decided to reveal them to us as soon as we finished our lunches.

"Alright everyone," she called out, quieting our chatter. "Now I have an assignment for you."

All the classes groaned at this. Apparently, the teachers were hell bent in making sure that we learn something on this field trip.

"You each are to partner up and pick out an era or historical event that you were shown and gather as much information as you can before we leave."

As soon as the lady was through talking, everyone immediately began selecting their partners. I turned and started to approach Morrigan and I saw her coming towards me. It was strange how we think somewhat alike. Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my wrist, thus halting my advance. I turned around to see who was stopping me and saw May staring at me with a pleading look in her eyes.

"Eh, May?" I said, staring at her confused.

"Daisuke, I need your help" she said.

May needs my help? I stared at her incredulously as that new bit of information played over in my head.

"You have one of the highest grades in History Class and I'm in trouble."

That was true. Her grade in history compared to mine did pretty much…suck. I looked over towards Morrigan and saw that she was talking with Karin. Judging by the small grin that Morrigan just gave her, I'd say that Karin asked Morrigan to partner up with her and she accepted. I heard May speak again.

"C'mon Daisuke, we're friends aren't we?" she pleaded. Technically yes, seeing how she associated herself with me. I groaned inwardly. "Alright, let's team up," I said, trying to sound nice. May smiled and threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly.

"ThankyouThankyouThankyou,"

"Jeez, you're welcome, now let go!" she was strangling me.

I bent over to catch my breath as soon as she let me go.

"So what should we study?" May asked.

"Well how about we look into Anakaris and Bishamon," I replied, regaining my composure. "I'll look up Bishamon in the Japanese exhibit."

"That's upstairs right?" I nodded. "Well alright, I'll see you in a little bit."

When she turned and walked away, I let out a sigh of relief. Usually, May and I didn't get along, but she seemed to be in unusually high spirits today. Sure it was very weird but I decided not to delve into it and decided to get right into my assignment. Now if only I could remember where the stairway was.