Thieves
Chap.1
The four had resigned them to staring at the figures in front of them. Kanzeon grinned, relishing the look on her nephew's face.
"Boys, I found Goku's reincarnation, and brought him here for a bit…excitement."
"Excitement? Oh, so now I'm some sort of ride?" A voice spoke out. Eyes trailed to the one who had spoken.
From his copper hair and golden eyes, he was given away as one related to Goku. He wore a black sweater underneath a long black coat, and a pair of black jeans. But what startled them wasn't what he looked like, but rather, that he was an adult. A young man, in fact, who looked about twenty or twenty-one.
Next to him was a white haired young man who seemed about the same age. This man wore a denim vest over a white short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of denim jeans.
"I never intended you to be…er, I forgot to ask your names." Kanzeon answered.
"I'm Anri. And this is Haru." The young man jerked a pointed finger at the white haired man.
"Anri, hm? Son Anri….." Kanzeon smiled. "Yes, things should be quite interesting indeed."
"Kanzeon!" A soldier stormed into the room. "Litouten discovered that you brought him here, and wishes that you send him back."
"Why? He only just got here." Kanzeon argued. The soldier sighed.
"You don't understand. These men are thieves! The finest on earth, may I add. In heaven, where there are hundreds, possibly even thousands of relics, a thief such as him could simply go mad!"
"Hm? Get to the point, twitchy." Anri interjected. The soldier looked at his hands and noticed that he was indeed twitching.
"You have to return to earth!"
"…..Believe it or not, I have my own business here. And it doesn't involve stealing…..unless you're inviting me to. In which case, I might happily rob you blind."
"Uh…but-but…." The soldier stammered. He was sweating bullets. Anri's golden eyes were now completely trained on him, and something about them was just terrifying. "But Litouten ordered…"
"You keep saying his name like it's supposed to mean something to me." Anri slid off the desk he was sitting on, and slowly approached the soldier, and this made the soldier even more frightened. Anri was perhaps an inch or two taller than him.
"But…but…you're thieves, and Litouten is only looking out for heaven's protection."
"There you go again, saying his name like that again. Look, only vain villains have cronies who chant their name like that, and from what I'm seeing here, Litouten's the villain, not me. And he's a rather lame one, at that."
"But you don't.." The soldier whimpered. He gasped; Anri was only inches from him. There was a moment of silence, and Anri smirked.
"Boo." The soldier ran out screaming. Kenren grinned.
"Hey, anyone who can backsass someone from Litouten like that is okay in my book." He laughed and stepped forward, and patted Anri on the back. "So why don't we actually start talking like regular friends?"
"Sorry, Taisho." Anri brushed Kenren's hand off. "But I prefer to work alone."
"But Haru is-"
"Haru is not a sidekick, he's a childhood friend, and had years of trust built. Trust which you haven't yet earned." Anri stated coldly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, there's somewhere else I must be."