Okay, I lied. I said I was going to finish all my stories, but this story just seemed so...well...I just wanted to write it.
Anyway, for a full summary is this:
Rishou is a young girl at age 16. She desperately finds her world changing and is always running away. Of course, she's not alone in her travels. The ever stubborn Akito travels with her. But, Akito is not normal, in fact, he's not even human. He's a mamodo. His powers are even more mystifying. Worst of all, Rishou or 'Ris', can't help but be attracted to him, but she doesn't know why. Unfortunately, his feelings towards her are a bit...furious. He snaps at her and constantly yells. She still hopes though. They run from a man with great power and strengh. He's not after Akito.
He's after Rishou.
While running, they meet Zatch and Kiyo and claim their need for asistance. Unsure, the two boys agree to help, Kiyo noticing how pretty Ris is. And Zatch is just along for the yellowtail. Things happen though. Bad things. When Rishou is taken, can Zatch and Kiyo help a mamodo get back his book owner?
So there's the summary. I MUST WARN YOU. IF THIS STORY IS NOT FINISHED BY THE END OF THE SCHOOL YEAR, THEN IT WILL BE COMPLETED WHEN THE NEXT SCHOOL YEAR STARTS. I WILL HAVE TO WAIT A WHOLE SUMMER.
You have been warned. I will try my best though. You'll notice how they are a lot like Lien and Won-rae (sorry for spelling...) They are my own version yet different.
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"Get up you mindless wench,"
Rishou opened her eyes halfway and glared at the figure looming over her. She threw the covers over her head and let out a frusterated groan.
"Go throw yourself in a ditch," she mumbeled.
The figure kicked her in the stomach- not hard, but enough to make her throw off the blanket and clutch her side. She let out a short gasp and looked up at the figure with anger in her eyes.
"What the hell did you do that for?" she exclaimed, completely throwing down the blanket and standing up. She only came up to the figure's shoulders though. Curse her being small...
"I did it because you would not wake to train,"
"I don't want to train right now, I'm tired,"
The figure groaned this time and put his hands in the air infront of her face. "What is it with you and sleep? That's all you ever do!"
"Not true," Rishou said stubbornly. "I do help you train, but you train so much that it makes me tired,"
The figure groaned and Rishou sat down on the ground, folding the blanket. She could never win with him. She tried, but failed misreably. She glanced up at the figure- a boy who looked her age. Each time she looked at him, she could feel her ears burn. He was tall...and well built. His shoulders were broad and he was thin, in a good way. His arms showed veins that warned people he was strong. His hair was a rich black color that curled at his neck. It didn't go longer than that, but he kept it shaggy. His eyes were a soft green yet completely different than his attitude. He wore what he always wore. Black baggy pants and a white button-up shirt. The shirt was tucked half in, but hanging out a bit. On the back of the shirt were two wide slits. Rishou had gotten tired of buying him new shirts all the time.
Below his eyes though were two large slits. Slits that went down to his chin. He wasn't a normal man. He was different, she knew it, and he knew it too. Rishou's eyes flickered to the book that was next to her. It was an auburn color with black markings all over it. Akito-that was his name- wasn't even human. He was a mamodo. He wanted to be king. It was Rishou's job to help him become that.
She was pleased to help, but did he have to be such a jackass about it. She remembered the first time they ever met, when she found out she was his book owner.
xxxx(past)
"Rishou, go on home..Rishou, don't stop at all. Rishou, Rishou, Rishou,"
Rishou opened and closed her hand as she mimicked her aunt. She was walking home through the market. It was late, and she had been out to get some rice. Of course, her aunt couldn't make dinner without rice. Her bag was slung over her shoulder and made the faint pattering sound of rice being sifted. Her hair, faintly purple, flowed at her waist. Her pace quickened as she thought she saw the shadows move.
A noise... She heard a noise... Her pace quickened. Now, she knew she saw something. She was absolutely certain. She turned down an alley- a shortcut her now dead brother had taught her. It wasn't a good idea. As soon as she took the turn, she saw two men cut her off. She turned, but one man was behind her.
They laughed with greedy grins on their faces. "Well well, looks like the rabbit fell into the snake hole," a fat one said.
"Yeah, rabbit," A long and skinny one snickered. His nose stuck up as he laughed.
Rishou took a step sideways but kept herself turned towards them. "Let me pass," she said sternly.
"No way missy, see, our wives are at home, grouchy as ever. So...we're looking for a little...relief,"
Rishou's eyes widened and she sprinted past them. The men laughed and ran after her. Rishou turned the corner a bit to quickly, spilling rice out of the bag. She looked behind her and saw that all three of them were still following her. She turned her face forward and ran right smack into the chest of a figure. A man. Rishou let out a gasp, thinking that this was a fourth. But...he didn't look like the others. There were stripes in his eyes...
"Please," she gasped. "Please, help me, these men.."
"What." he said, in a stoic voice. "-makes you think I would want to waste my time and help you?"
Rishou looked behind her and saw that the men were approaching. They looked weary at the site of the man but relaxed when they saw him walk past.
"Thanks for stopping our rabbit. She always gets away," the fat man said. He grabbed Rishou's wrist.
"Whatever..." the figure said, obviously bored.
Rishou reached out and grabbed his wrist. Before she could plead for help, he looked back at her; eyes so cold that she immediately let go of him. He was going to stand by and let her get raped? Fury burned inside of her. So much for nice people in the world.
"Now...rabbit, we have buisness to attend to," the skinny one said.
The third one, who had not spoken, laughed and slipped his hand around her waist. Rishou pulled and pushed on his arms to make him let go but it wasn't working. "Let go of me!" she screamed, her voice echoing. She watched the figure slowly walking off. Taking her rice bag, she swung it in the third man's face. He let out a startled shriek and let go of her.
"I won't let you hurt me! I'll fight you, I'll fight you all!" she exclaimed, holding that bag as if it was a deadly weapon. The man ahead of them stopped walking and reached into a bag slung around his shoulders. A book...a book was glowing. His eyes widened and he frowned, looking back at the girl.
"Damn," he muttered, turning back around. He walked over to the third man who had held her, and who happend to be trying again, and clutched his shoulder. With incredible strengh, he spun the man around and sent his fist flying across his face. The man flew sideways and into the brick wall, leaving a dent in it. The man wiped off his fist with his other hand and turned to the other two men.
"What...what are you?" they stammered.
The man grinned showing teeth that were slightly pointed. "Here...let me show you," he muttered. He ran forward and it looked like his feet weren't even touching the ground. His foot landed into the skinny man's gut, throwing him into the wall. He let out a gasp and his eyes closed. Then, with tremendous force, he picked the fat man off the ground above his head, and threw him into the skinny man. Pulling himself together, the man brushed his shoulders off and turned to Rishou. He held out the glowing book in his hand. Rishou stared at him in horror, as, she had just witnessed this scene.
"Here," he said simply, "We've got a lot of talking to do,"
Rishou had nodded and taken the book from his hands.
xxxx(present)
She fingered her purple hair as she stared at the book. That had been just a year ago. Before her 16th birthday. Her hair was shorter now, cut off in a battle they had fought. Her eyes had grown a darker brown since then and she had grown physically. She was a woman now, no longer a girl. But, Akito didn't seem to reilize that...he seemed to think she was wood.
"Come on," he snapped at her, grabbing her by the arm and lifting her up off the ground.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming," she said in a huff. She watched him head off into the forest they were staying in. She brushed off her dark plaid skirt and her green tank-top. Stupid, Akito... Stupid everything. She grabbed the book off the ground and headed after him where he stood grinning on a rock. This was the only time she ever saw him grinning; when he was about to hunt. She hated watching him hunt. It sickened her, but he claimed it was perfect training. In the distance there was a deer. Rishou sighed and opened the book to their third spell.
"Ishima!" she yelled, as the book glowed brightly. (I (like in ick)-she-ma) Akito grinned, showing his fangs and huntched over, clutching his forearms. His eyes grew wide, but he never ceased to smile. From his back, grew two large bumps. The skin burst and out of his back flew two large blue wings, right through the slits in the shirt. He let out a howl as his fingers grew longer and his nails sharper. His ears turned pointed and his eyes more narrow. He looked like a man with wings, an angel, just with claws and fangs. He bent his knees then took off into the air. His wings flapped and his hair blew in the wind.
She closed her eyes as he swooped upon the unsuspecting deer.
She knew for a while now, that her life was different than everyone elses. It was always changing. No stable home..no food sometimes..or water for that matter. Sometimes they lived outside or inside. It was all very difficult. But, in life, there were two things that she knew for certain.
One: Akito was absolutly stubborn.
And two: she was horribly in love with him.
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Okay, so first chappie. Hope you like it. If you cannot reply, that would be great, but if you feel you have to... To many replies and I'll have to take the email thing off. So, careful.
-Emma