Kyoko
Pacing back in forth in the large living area of the Angel Gym, Kei was getting nervous as the minutes ticked on. She was starting to make the angels and the bishonen for the heavenly gym dizzy with her nervous pacing across the plush carpet.
"Kei, you better settle down," Kyoko suggested, her dark eyes never leaving the junior trainer as she sat back on a couch. Kei shook her head, plopping down onto another couch opposite the gym leader, right next to Kyoko's own Duo. She looked a bit uncomfortable sitting next to him. Kyoko understood her uncomfort toward the normal Duo; after all, he was the unevolved form of Shinigami.
"I can't stop worrying about Ele," the junior trainer said, concern, worry, and a little fear lacing her voice. PB looked equally nervous from the wall she was leaning against.
"I know, I can't stop worrying about Madame Blue. I wish I could go back to HV and make sure she's all right." Sighing, Kyoko checked the large clock ticking on the wall just above PB's head. It was drawing close to 10 PM; it was time to do some action. But, she had the feeling she was going to be working alone. That was fine by her, she never was much for company.
"All right," the leader said, getting to her feet. Reaching to a low table next to her, she grabbed a set of keys, tossing them to the nearest bishie.
"Seiichiro-san, take PB back to the Heighton View Gym. Stay long enough to make sure Mew is all right then head straight back here. The others are going to need your help."
"Hai," the Asuka editor and X bishonen said, pushing silver frames higher up his nose before turning to PB, smiling to ease her discomfort. "Ikimasho ka?" Slowly she nodded before they disappeared down a hallway, heading for the gym's garage.
"Kei," Kyoko said, turning to the A.C. junior leader. "I'm assuming you have your own bishies to battle with?"
"H...hai," Kei answered nervously and hesitantly, fingering a pair of bishie balls strapped to her waist. Kyoko wondered at her hesitation but brushed it off; now was not the time to be wondering about such trivial things.
"I know you're worried about Ele, I am too. But I also know that I can't force you to come and help me rescue Hotura. Go and help Ele if you like. Once you're done, come back here. We'll regroup afterwards and plan our strategy."
"Hai!" Turning quickly, Kei was about to sprint down a hallway when Kyoko's voice stopped her.
"Kei?"
"Yeah?"
"Be careful. Come back with Ele, and alive."
"I will." Kyoko nodded as she watched Kei dash down a darkened hallway, back to her bike, and on her way to help her friend and gym leader.
"Sa te to..." Patiently, Kyoko's bishonen waited for her command. They were ready for battle, ready to do whatever she said. She smirked; yes, she was going to enjoy this rescue mission no matter how dangerous. If it meant slowing down Genesis, then any danger would be worth it.
"Let's prepare for a massive party. Break out the party hats, boys. Heaven is about to come crash down."
A knock, two, three. Kyoko chose to ignore the knocking and whoever was on the other side of her bedroom door for the time being as she pulled on a pair of leather pants. Leather didn't suit the leader of the Angel Gym, but, for tonight, it was a necessity. The knocking came again as she buckled the waist in place before leaning over to lace up her ankle high, thick soled boots.
"What is it, Yuki?" The door opened, flooding the darkened room with light. The figure of a tall, natural blonde bishonen stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the light from the hallway.
"Are you ready, Kyoko?" Yuki Eiri, non-listed bishonen and Kyoko's secretary, asked.
"Not just yet," she replied, straightening up before reaching for a black top to go over her white tank. She made sure the sleeves her in the proper place, the skin of her shoulders showing where the fabric had been purposefully cut, before zipping it up.
"What time is it, Yuki?"
"Almost 10:30. It'll take half an hour to get to the Genesis building going top speed on the bike." She stopped braiding her hair to turn to him.
"And?" He smirked. She may not be psychic, she may not be half-bishonen, but she was the Angel Gym leader. She knew when someone left a statement unfinished and if something was on their mind.
"There's a full moon tonight," he finally said, watching as her dark eyes lit up as she finished off her braid with a white ribbon.
"Perfect," she softly said. "Absolutely perfect. Genesis won't know what hit them. Crossing Ele meant crossing me, and they're going to regret doing so. Are the others ready?"
"Ready and waiting." Giving herself the once over, Kyoko was about to leave her bedroom before her eye caught the photo on the way, a copy of the photo from her office. Her eyes softened as she gazed at Ele's smiling face and the faces of Shinigami and the Angel of War.
~Ele, Shin, Hee....I'll get her back. For all of you, I'll get her back. I promise.~ Willing the tears away, she left the room, making her way towards the training dojo where the beginning of her mission awaited.
"This won't be easy," Organic Angel, the evolved form for Mudou Setsuna, mused, gazing at the handwritten plans on the table in front of him, the black cross at his neck dangling in front of him. Kyoko nodded; she sat at the head of a long table, her 12 angels on their feet surrounding her, Yuki and the Gizoku at the other end of the table.
"I know that, we all know that," she replied, gazing out the window at the flickering lights of the Genesis building. "That's not the main Genesis facility. But if they are holding Hotura to get to Shinigami, then it'll be well guarded."
"Nothing we can't take down," Angel of Fire, Micheal's evolved form, said, cracking a few knuckles. "So, who are you taking, Kyoko."
"Heaven and Yue of course. Setsuna and Access. Also, Chihaya and Hisui."
"Is that all?" Angel of Wind Raphael said. Kyoko nodded.
"Heaven's psychic ability will make it easier to locate Hotura. Yue's defenses will come in handy. Setsuna will be offense, and Access' black wings will remind Hotura of Hee. Chihaya and Hisui will be the distraction on the outside to get us in."
"What of the rest of us?" Earth, one of Shiro Kamui's evolutions and Heaven's counterpart, asked.
"I need the rest of you here to hold down the fort. Genesis is practically right across the street and I've heard they've been interested in crossing demon-type bishies with angel-type. I hate to say it but being the Angel Gym, we are the perfect place to acquire powerful angel bishonen.
"It's up to everyone left here to hold down the fort in case Genesis tries to come. I want to come back to an intact gym, understand?"
"Ryokai!" She smirked, holding up four bishie balls.
"Then let's start the party."
Pacing back in forth in the large living area of the Angel Gym, Kei was getting nervous as the minutes ticked on. She was starting to make the angels and the bishonen for the heavenly gym dizzy with her nervous pacing across the plush carpet.
"Kei, you better settle down," Kyoko suggested, her dark eyes never leaving the junior trainer as she sat back on a couch. Kei shook her head, plopping down onto another couch opposite the gym leader, right next to Kyoko's own Duo. She looked a bit uncomfortable sitting next to him. Kyoko understood her uncomfort toward the normal Duo; after all, he was the unevolved form of Shinigami.
"I can't stop worrying about Ele," the junior trainer said, concern, worry, and a little fear lacing her voice. PB looked equally nervous from the wall she was leaning against.
"I know, I can't stop worrying about Madame Blue. I wish I could go back to HV and make sure she's all right." Sighing, Kyoko checked the large clock ticking on the wall just above PB's head. It was drawing close to 10 PM; it was time to do some action. But, she had the feeling she was going to be working alone. That was fine by her, she never was much for company.
"All right," the leader said, getting to her feet. Reaching to a low table next to her, she grabbed a set of keys, tossing them to the nearest bishie.
"Seiichiro-san, take PB back to the Heighton View Gym. Stay long enough to make sure Mew is all right then head straight back here. The others are going to need your help."
"Hai," the Asuka editor and X bishonen said, pushing silver frames higher up his nose before turning to PB, smiling to ease her discomfort. "Ikimasho ka?" Slowly she nodded before they disappeared down a hallway, heading for the gym's garage.
"Kei," Kyoko said, turning to the A.C. junior leader. "I'm assuming you have your own bishies to battle with?"
"H...hai," Kei answered nervously and hesitantly, fingering a pair of bishie balls strapped to her waist. Kyoko wondered at her hesitation but brushed it off; now was not the time to be wondering about such trivial things.
"I know you're worried about Ele, I am too. But I also know that I can't force you to come and help me rescue Hotura. Go and help Ele if you like. Once you're done, come back here. We'll regroup afterwards and plan our strategy."
"Hai!" Turning quickly, Kei was about to sprint down a hallway when Kyoko's voice stopped her.
"Kei?"
"Yeah?"
"Be careful. Come back with Ele, and alive."
"I will." Kyoko nodded as she watched Kei dash down a darkened hallway, back to her bike, and on her way to help her friend and gym leader.
"Sa te to..." Patiently, Kyoko's bishonen waited for her command. They were ready for battle, ready to do whatever she said. She smirked; yes, she was going to enjoy this rescue mission no matter how dangerous. If it meant slowing down Genesis, then any danger would be worth it.
"Let's prepare for a massive party. Break out the party hats, boys. Heaven is about to come crash down."
A knock, two, three. Kyoko chose to ignore the knocking and whoever was on the other side of her bedroom door for the time being as she pulled on a pair of leather pants. Leather didn't suit the leader of the Angel Gym, but, for tonight, it was a necessity. The knocking came again as she buckled the waist in place before leaning over to lace up her ankle high, thick soled boots.
"What is it, Yuki?" The door opened, flooding the darkened room with light. The figure of a tall, natural blonde bishonen stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the light from the hallway.
"Are you ready, Kyoko?" Yuki Eiri, non-listed bishonen and Kyoko's secretary, asked.
"Not just yet," she replied, straightening up before reaching for a black top to go over her white tank. She made sure the sleeves her in the proper place, the skin of her shoulders showing where the fabric had been purposefully cut, before zipping it up.
"What time is it, Yuki?"
"Almost 10:30. It'll take half an hour to get to the Genesis building going top speed on the bike." She stopped braiding her hair to turn to him.
"And?" He smirked. She may not be psychic, she may not be half-bishonen, but she was the Angel Gym leader. She knew when someone left a statement unfinished and if something was on their mind.
"There's a full moon tonight," he finally said, watching as her dark eyes lit up as she finished off her braid with a white ribbon.
"Perfect," she softly said. "Absolutely perfect. Genesis won't know what hit them. Crossing Ele meant crossing me, and they're going to regret doing so. Are the others ready?"
"Ready and waiting." Giving herself the once over, Kyoko was about to leave her bedroom before her eye caught the photo on the way, a copy of the photo from her office. Her eyes softened as she gazed at Ele's smiling face and the faces of Shinigami and the Angel of War.
~Ele, Shin, Hee....I'll get her back. For all of you, I'll get her back. I promise.~ Willing the tears away, she left the room, making her way towards the training dojo where the beginning of her mission awaited.
"This won't be easy," Organic Angel, the evolved form for Mudou Setsuna, mused, gazing at the handwritten plans on the table in front of him, the black cross at his neck dangling in front of him. Kyoko nodded; she sat at the head of a long table, her 12 angels on their feet surrounding her, Yuki and the Gizoku at the other end of the table.
"I know that, we all know that," she replied, gazing out the window at the flickering lights of the Genesis building. "That's not the main Genesis facility. But if they are holding Hotura to get to Shinigami, then it'll be well guarded."
"Nothing we can't take down," Angel of Fire, Micheal's evolved form, said, cracking a few knuckles. "So, who are you taking, Kyoko."
"Heaven and Yue of course. Setsuna and Access. Also, Chihaya and Hisui."
"Is that all?" Angel of Wind Raphael said. Kyoko nodded.
"Heaven's psychic ability will make it easier to locate Hotura. Yue's defenses will come in handy. Setsuna will be offense, and Access' black wings will remind Hotura of Hee. Chihaya and Hisui will be the distraction on the outside to get us in."
"What of the rest of us?" Earth, one of Shiro Kamui's evolutions and Heaven's counterpart, asked.
"I need the rest of you here to hold down the fort. Genesis is practically right across the street and I've heard they've been interested in crossing demon-type bishies with angel-type. I hate to say it but being the Angel Gym, we are the perfect place to acquire powerful angel bishonen.
"It's up to everyone left here to hold down the fort in case Genesis tries to come. I want to come back to an intact gym, understand?"
"Ryokai!" She smirked, holding up four bishie balls.
"Then let's start the party."
