A/N: I've been writing a lot lately. XD So much inspiration can come to you sometimes...Anyhow, this will be about a fifteen chapter story. X.x; I've been obsessed with Suzuka for a while now...:D The classic, dramatic and intelligent one.
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Suzuka watched the girl cautiously. She had been there for only a few days, and already she had fit in well with everyone. Her interest in fighting had captivated Gene's attention, her interests in cats had found peace with Aisha, and Melfina was teaching her how to cook. Jim, she could plainly see, was absolutely head over heels for her. Who knew that this was a girl that had committed many murders of people in the past? Who knew that she ranked nearly as high as Hazanko himself, who knew such an innocent child could be responsible for killing?
No one.
Except for her. Suzuka.
Suzuka had faced off with Hanmyo in the past, and had won easily. But then, the girl was seven. Now, she had the body of a young woman and seemed more limber and stronger than ever. The practices of her skills were amazing to watch, like watching a water sprite leap among the rapids. She had changed immensely since Suzuka had last seen her. She had changed from the time whenever herself and the other famed Anten member, Hitoraga, were falling in love. Just five years ago.
She looked to Jim, who seemed happy for once upon his computer. Suzuka had cared for the child deeply, like a member of her family she never knew, but they had never conversed nor allowed each other to get close to each other. The bonds he had with everyone else were special, but him and herself had lightly drifted apart from another. She noticed him gaze out of the hotels window, watching the new girl twirl and dance upon the railing of the sidewalk. Gene and Melfina had gone to dinner with one another, and Aisha was out having some "fun", as she called it, so it was safe. She softly offered a conversation, trying to warn the child about his new found interest.
"Jim.." She stepped calmly towards him, sheathing her wooden sword and looking up to him with one of the most serious expressions she could muster.
"Huh? Oh...what is it, Suzuka?" He averted his gaze towards her, twirling his computer chair around to face her.
"Stay away from her, Jim..." The assassin closed her eyes, and opening them again to see his reaction.
"From whom?" The blonde youth sat up straight in his computer chair, trying to contemplate the meaning of the statement.
"From Hanmyo, Jim. You know very well who I was talking about." The expression in her face hardened, her eyes staring into Jim's blue ones in an intimidating stare.
"W-what..?" He was surprised to know that Suzuka had known her real name, and now was visibly trembling for a moment.
"Stay away from her...she's not who you think she is." She closed her eyes again, the painful memories of Hitoraga starting to leak out.
"She is what I think she is. I know her, Suzuka! I know what she's done..I don't care though, all right?" He was upset now, white hot rage gathering and blinding his senses.
"Do you really?! She ranks up there with Hitoraga. And Hitoraga stole everything from me. My home, my family, he killed them all!" She clenched her hand around the wooden sword, her other hand keeping her from attacking him to make him see what she wanted him to.
"She's not like him. She's good now, Suzuka. I know she is. Otherwise, she couldn't have come back. She wouldn't have!!" He desperately tried to hang on to the little control he had, and looked out the window to the girl.
"Hitoraga killed my family. Is that what you want her to do? To kill your precious Aniki, and then kill Melfina? And kill Aisha? And then hurt you as much as she possibly can?!" She unsheathed the sword, looking towards him threateningly...she would not be disobeyed, not by a twelve year old child.
"Suzuka. She's my age. And she'd never hurt anyone, I know she wouldn't." He slumped in the windowsill, staring at her sadly. "She's going to be gone anyway. I know she will..."
"What do you mean by that?" Suzuka queried, confused.
"I mean, that...I guess I should start from the beginning." He sighed again, touching his hand to the glass.
"I suppose you shall. I promise I will not tell a soul. Nor "Hannah" either." She smiled, her only attempt at cheering him up. The story unfolded before her eyes, Jim telling her about the dreams, the meaning of her appearance, and where she was. What her ship was.
"So...you think she's dying because of a simple dream you had?"
"Perhaps. I don't know. My other dreams came true, why shouldn't these?"
"Perhaps because you are in love with her and your subconscious won't let you go?"
"...You should be a psychiatrist."
"Nope. I kill too much to be a psychiatrist."
"You certainly do know psychology though.."
"Well, perhaps I do. I majored in both fencing and psychology..why should this be different?"
"Ah. I don't know..." He sighed and looked up to her. "Thanks for the help. Jaa ne, Suzuka-sama..."
She sighed at the fond nickname, and looked down at him again. It was futile to come in between the two.
"Farewell, Jim-kun."
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Suzuka watched the girl cautiously. She had been there for only a few days, and already she had fit in well with everyone. Her interest in fighting had captivated Gene's attention, her interests in cats had found peace with Aisha, and Melfina was teaching her how to cook. Jim, she could plainly see, was absolutely head over heels for her. Who knew that this was a girl that had committed many murders of people in the past? Who knew that she ranked nearly as high as Hazanko himself, who knew such an innocent child could be responsible for killing?
No one.
Except for her. Suzuka.
Suzuka had faced off with Hanmyo in the past, and had won easily. But then, the girl was seven. Now, she had the body of a young woman and seemed more limber and stronger than ever. The practices of her skills were amazing to watch, like watching a water sprite leap among the rapids. She had changed immensely since Suzuka had last seen her. She had changed from the time whenever herself and the other famed Anten member, Hitoraga, were falling in love. Just five years ago.
She looked to Jim, who seemed happy for once upon his computer. Suzuka had cared for the child deeply, like a member of her family she never knew, but they had never conversed nor allowed each other to get close to each other. The bonds he had with everyone else were special, but him and herself had lightly drifted apart from another. She noticed him gaze out of the hotels window, watching the new girl twirl and dance upon the railing of the sidewalk. Gene and Melfina had gone to dinner with one another, and Aisha was out having some "fun", as she called it, so it was safe. She softly offered a conversation, trying to warn the child about his new found interest.
"Jim.." She stepped calmly towards him, sheathing her wooden sword and looking up to him with one of the most serious expressions she could muster.
"Huh? Oh...what is it, Suzuka?" He averted his gaze towards her, twirling his computer chair around to face her.
"Stay away from her, Jim..." The assassin closed her eyes, and opening them again to see his reaction.
"From whom?" The blonde youth sat up straight in his computer chair, trying to contemplate the meaning of the statement.
"From Hanmyo, Jim. You know very well who I was talking about." The expression in her face hardened, her eyes staring into Jim's blue ones in an intimidating stare.
"W-what..?" He was surprised to know that Suzuka had known her real name, and now was visibly trembling for a moment.
"Stay away from her...she's not who you think she is." She closed her eyes again, the painful memories of Hitoraga starting to leak out.
"She is what I think she is. I know her, Suzuka! I know what she's done..I don't care though, all right?" He was upset now, white hot rage gathering and blinding his senses.
"Do you really?! She ranks up there with Hitoraga. And Hitoraga stole everything from me. My home, my family, he killed them all!" She clenched her hand around the wooden sword, her other hand keeping her from attacking him to make him see what she wanted him to.
"She's not like him. She's good now, Suzuka. I know she is. Otherwise, she couldn't have come back. She wouldn't have!!" He desperately tried to hang on to the little control he had, and looked out the window to the girl.
"Hitoraga killed my family. Is that what you want her to do? To kill your precious Aniki, and then kill Melfina? And kill Aisha? And then hurt you as much as she possibly can?!" She unsheathed the sword, looking towards him threateningly...she would not be disobeyed, not by a twelve year old child.
"Suzuka. She's my age. And she'd never hurt anyone, I know she wouldn't." He slumped in the windowsill, staring at her sadly. "She's going to be gone anyway. I know she will..."
"What do you mean by that?" Suzuka queried, confused.
"I mean, that...I guess I should start from the beginning." He sighed again, touching his hand to the glass.
"I suppose you shall. I promise I will not tell a soul. Nor "Hannah" either." She smiled, her only attempt at cheering him up. The story unfolded before her eyes, Jim telling her about the dreams, the meaning of her appearance, and where she was. What her ship was.
"So...you think she's dying because of a simple dream you had?"
"Perhaps. I don't know. My other dreams came true, why shouldn't these?"
"Perhaps because you are in love with her and your subconscious won't let you go?"
"...You should be a psychiatrist."
"Nope. I kill too much to be a psychiatrist."
"You certainly do know psychology though.."
"Well, perhaps I do. I majored in both fencing and psychology..why should this be different?"
"Ah. I don't know..." He sighed and looked up to her. "Thanks for the help. Jaa ne, Suzuka-sama..."
She sighed at the fond nickname, and looked down at him again. It was futile to come in between the two.
"Farewell, Jim-kun."