Hello from Tokyo
Chapter 1
Notice: I don't own X, Tokyo Babylon, or Yami no Matsuei. Electra and Ino are mine however, but I don't take responsibility for any property damaged by either of them.
General Warning: blood, demons, cross-dressing, more blood, swearing, alcohol, Muraki, Fuuma; Need I continue? More drinking, blah, blah, blah, strong nicotine addictions.
Ino had known the moment she'd gotten off the plane that the entire trip had been a bad idea. But then again, anything Electra ever thought up normally was a bad idea. How he had ever talked her into coming to Tokyo with him was a true mystery. Still, she had to bring herself to admit that it was nice to get a change of scenery once in a while. London was nice but the rain could be annoying now and then. But she would never tell Electra that.
She looked up at him. He was smiling, probably more content that she was actually with him. She wondered if he was even aware they were in another country. Electra's life revolved around fashion in much the same way that Ino's revolved around where she would find her next drink and cigarette. If the bartenders could speak Dry Vodka Martini, this trip might actually be fun.
Electra said nothing as he took hold of her arm and directed her to the exit. Ino had caught a glimpse of a bar and began making her way towards it only seconds before he caught hold of her. "You can get a drink when we reach the hotel." he muttered pulling her back.
"Fine, but let me have a smoke outside, that plane ride killed me."
Electra rolled his eyes but agreed. A rush of nicotine would probably make her a little more pleasant in the end. The doors to the outside opened and they stepped out. Immediately Ino began rummaging for her smokes and lighter. And much to Electra's misfortune, Ino came up short of her trusty pack.
"Now Ino, breathe, we'll find a store before we go to the hotel-"
She took of his collar, and forced him down to her height. "Listen closely demon boy; if I don't get a cigarette in me in the next thirty minutes Tokyo is going to see its end. Get me!?"
Electra whimpered and nodded. There was only two things he didn't joke about Ino's liquor and Ino's cigarettes. It had been on more than one occasion he had seen the effects and they could prove rather painful.
They started out the door and found themselves walking Tokyo's streets in no time. Ino had lost her usual calm and began ranting to people on the streets in what little Japanese she knew.
The man in the black coat paid the sounds no mind; at least not until he was subject to the attacks. He tried as he could to calm Ino.
"I know English, calm down."
Ino relaxed, "Finally. Look this is out of habit for me, but I was wondering if you have, or perhaps know where cigarettes are sold in this place."
The man in the black coat fished out a pack from his pocket. There was only one left. Before he could object Ino had snatched it. "Thank you," She pulled out her lighter. The man liked its design. A black spade on silver. Ino lit her prize and took a drag.
She coughed, "Goddamn, I needed that." She looked up at the man and smiled, "Thanks pal, I owe you one."
The man in the black coat smiled and nodded before going on his way. He had met a fair amount of strange people in his day but foreigners always seemed to make everyone else look normal. Especially those two. The red head was a demon he could tell by his build and eyes; the cold nearly white eyes. They all had them. But the other one...not a demon no. The eyes had been too cat like. Something smarter than a demon, something more like himself; deadly. He shook his head. It was too bad he'd never know. He'd have like to study the creature. But the bridge and fate wouldn't wait forever.
It was always nice to come back to Tokyo. Muraki liked it; the prey always seemed to have an odd beauty about them here. And there was always the slight chance that his favorite prey would cross his path.
But something different caught his gaze this time. The two foreigners in the corner of the restaurant, and the one with the dark hair and the eyes. He considered pursuing the pair as he watched them. The red head seemed fluent in Japanese the other seemed annoyed. The expression was priceless.
They stood to leave. Muraki waited a moment and followed.
"Man is this place full of freaks." Ino muttered falling onto the bed. She rolled to her side, "At least the hotel is nice."
Electra bounded over and landed on top of Ino pinning her beneath his weight. "Let's go for a walk!"
Ino frowned. "It's nearly one in the morning."
"Like time has ever been a factor in our lives."
She sighed, "Fine, if it means you'll get off me."
Electra sat back. "Yay! I'll grab our coats." Ino watched her counterpart bound out of the room. Once they were on the street Ino became content. The air was crisp and clean along the river they walked. Ino watched the water noticing the cleanliness of her reflection. There was a snap of electricity in the air. Her heart began pounding as the scent of freshly spilt blood took hold of her.
She looked over at Electra. He was gazing mouth wide. Ino followed the line of his stare and gasped. The bridge was falling.
End of chapter 1
Author's notes:
Okay for those of you who are completely lost on Ino and Electra, back up and go to the about page. Once there click Spade Noir (working title) and it will have character summaries about the two and answers about their strange names and pasts. They're also featured in the story "Obscurity in Snow," which has nothing to do with this fic.
It's been a long time since I've written a fanfic, but I'm hoping this one works out. The fics going to be mostly dialogue driven in later chapters but it will be interesting I promise.