Author's note: A small opening chapter to my first fanfic so please be gentle. Actually, this is my first time writing something at all so I hope someone gets to enjoy it. I apologize in advance for any typing or grammar errors since English isn't my mother language.

Any feedback would be appreciated.

This is something that has been on my mind for a few months after the ending of Saiki's history.

This fic is rated T but will probably be changed. A new story about feelings and the power they have. Who knows, they may be even stronger than a psychic's power.

Winds of Change

The blonde scientist took a long look at the machine he created a few months ago, wondering:

'Is this really the only way?'

He remembered the talk with his brother and one pervert medium a few days ago. He showed his creation to Kusuo not imagining that he would actually use it, his real intention was to show he had a way to stop his powers and beat him. He knew his brother always wanted to get rid off his powers but also that he didn't like to lose.

After his brother's acceptance, it felt like this machine in form of a turd was not the answer to Kusuo's problems, but just some cheap way to go around things and settle for the easier and fastest road.

The scientist wasn't happy with the way things turned out, it felt... Lacking... Inconclusive... Wrong.

Then an idea struck his powerful brain, and he smiled smugly.

"I guess this will also be interesting, for both of us, Kusuo."

He starts to think in super-speed through all possibilities and a few minutes later, he came back to reality, finally moving to sit in his chair.

As he turns his chair to look outside the window, he crushes the turd (part of his brain refusing to crush a thing with a turd's format barehanded, but obeying anyway) and throws into the trash can next to his chair.

"This will be my present for you Kusuo, you will thank me someday, I'm sure of it."

The murderous face of his younger brother popped up inside his mind and he laughed.

"Maybe not so sure, ha ha ha ha."

The genius pressed the secretary button on his desk and spoke:

"Mark an appointment with the geology's professor, the minister and... Oh, and also with the Rector."

"Yes, sir." a voice responded.

After that, he stared at his computer screen looking for the right programs. He noticed the wallpaper of his computer and was sure of what to do next.

His secretary knocked twice, entering the room with a few documents and approached to deliver them to Dr. Kuusuke. She then saw his gaze towards the screen and followed it to see what could put a smile on Dr. Kuusuke's face, who wasn't known as a cheerful person.

"You have a nice family Kuusuke-san, are those your brothers and sisters?"

He looked up to her and said strangely, almost like he was sad and happy at the same time:

"No, not mine."

He said that with a dismissive tone that she recognized as her cue to leave. She bowed and left the room.

He looked again at the boy in the center of the picture, surrounded by a group with a reluctant smile on his face.

That smile was the key to the scientist's resolve as he started to open programs and documents.

'All right, time to do some thinking for my dearest brother's sake.'

He thought that and laughed in his maniac way.

Miles away from London, a pink-haired boy felt a shiver run down his spine. He looked around and with a sigh stood up from the sofa where he was watching tv.

"What's wrong Kuu-chan?"

His mother asked from the kitchen, looking at his strange posture.

'Yare yare, maybe Teruhashi is on her way here or one of the other noisemakers, seriously... So much for my Saturday rest.' He thought as he removed his germanium ring to prepare for their arrival.

Little did he know that a big change was about to happen in his life, and those changes would show him how one normal life can sometimes be very exciting.

Somewhere in the city, a girl who was painting her nails humming some strange music, felt uneasy, like a bad omen. She then stood up and walked to her table (where it could be seen a lot of crystal balls, amulets, cards, and items somehow linked to luck and future reading) and took her crystal ball, that didn't actually look crystal because its surface was covered with a lot of props. After sitting on the floor again, she took a close look into the sphere.

"Awww, I can't see much because of the props."

'Maybe I should take them off.'

Yes, she should.

"I'll just look between them."

Just take it off, please.

"Wassup with you Kusuooo, what's going on with your future?"

She asked herself as she saw something that made her choke. For a few seconds, she was speechless.

"No waaaay, is this for real?"

A nervous smile appeared on her face. The future she saw was not too solid, it had fog form, meaning it wasn't definitive yet, waiting for choices to be made that would rearrange it or let it follow the course.

'I can still change it.' She thought.

The girl gave a little thought about what she saw, biting her lip with a serious look on her face that didn't fit her character. She knew that she was a part important in the future she saw, and for a moment she told herself:

"Maybe I should ignore this, it is not my job to mess with the future, but I really can't do that, even if I want to."

After thinking for more time, she finally confirmed inside her head and heart.

"I'm not letting something like this happen to the world, no waay."

She smiled devilishly as she looked again at her cristal ball that showed the foggy images just minutes ago.

There were no more images, the fog was spinning, like a hurricane.

Her statement and will to take part in the near events changed the foggy future, leaving nothing concrete to see but a hurricane of possibilities. At the center of the spinning fog, there was still something strange, but she couldn't see it.

Because her props were in the way.

"~That's more like it~" She smiled as she started painting her nails again.

A blue-haired angel-like girl looked at the sky through the window of her room and let a little sigh escape her lips. She looked at the street as a few plastic bags were being taken by the wind and suddenly tilted her head with interest as the trash started rotating and then going up, just like-

"Looks like a little hurricane". She giggled

She slowly walked to her bed and laid on her back with arms wide open, looking at the ceiling without really seeing anything.

"I wish Monday would come sooner."

She said as she slightly blushed, covering her face with her pillow:

"Mooooh!"

Author's Note: xD