Hotaru: Shouldn't you be concentrating on schoolwork?
Me: That's not something you'd normally say...(frowns)
Ryosei the Japanese Man Chav Punk with a Six Pack: Oi! Dani! I'm not too happy about you writing that about me!
Me: What? That you aren't really a 14 year old girl? You're a Japanese Man Chav Punk with a Six Pack?
Ryosei the Japanese Man Chav Punk with a Six Pack: Yeah, and just to piss you off, I'm gonna rub it in your face that you don't own Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy or Square-Enix.
Me: Shut up...(cries)
Hotaru: When is Mirumach--
Me: BAKAAAAA! DON'T REVEAL THE FUTURE CHARACTERS!
Hotaru: Sorry...
(is quiet)
Me: Then let's begin! A big thanks to Iridaceae, SuPaNiNjA4EvAh and Kandrisia for all the support!
There was the sound of a door slamming, and the exasperated brown-haired boy skulked down the short corridor and into the room. He sat down heavily on the bed, wearing an irritated look.
"You're not too keen on sharing rooms, are you?" said Kairi, feeling a pang of guilt that she'd rarely ever experienced. Why she felt responsible, she didn't know.
He shrugged, calming down significantly, and lay back.
"It's not that I don't like the people here," he said. "It's just that I prefer to be alone in my spare time, after spending all day surrounded by other guys."
"I know what you mean," she groaned, sympathizing with the boy. She preferred to be alone in her spare time, as well. Usually, she'd shut herself in her room and train, after hanging out with the others all day. Then, she glanced at the clock. It was ten to midnight.
"Um, aren't you sleepy?" she asked him. He shrugged again.
"Kinda." he said.
Kairi panicked. She needed him to be asleep for when she went to get Ikioi-kujiku.
"You should really sleep, uhh..." she began.
"Sora." he corrected her.
"...Sora, whatever." she said quickly.
"You're not in a hurry to go to sleep," he said, grinning cockily. Kairi wondered how he'd changed from cold and arrogant to sarcastic and bright.
"I...uh, have to go to the bathroom first." she said, and scuttled down the corridor and into the small room on the right, locking the door firmly behind her. She groaned silently and leant against the wall. He'd have to be asleep before she even thought about leaving the building.
She glanced at her watch impatiently every few seconds. Kairi then heard a rustling noise, and hoped that was him getting changed, not going through her back. Nah, he couldn't have been. She'd have heard the zip go first--and, being an assassin, she had extremely acute hearing. Then, there was silence.
Kairi waited about another five minutes, and, after hearing no more noise, she slowly unlocked the bathroom door and tiptoed into the bedroom. She leant over his bed. Yes, he was asleep. His eyes were closed firmly, and his breathing was relaxed and regular. Then, she wandered over to her own bed and silently slid her suitcase out from under it. Carefully undoing the zip, she retrieved her night gear from the bag and shoved it back under the bed.
Kairi ran light-footedly back into the bathroom, and began getting changed. She hastily pulled on her usual attire, quickly pulling on her mask when she'd finished--it was now almost midnight. If she didn't hurry, she'd be late. She ran back into her bedroom, and grabbed Hikage and Hikari out of her suitcase. Kairi ran over to the window--making sure she didn't wake Sora--and slid it open. She sat with one leg either side of the windowsill, and swung her legs round so that she dropped down forwards and landed on the roof below.
She could just reach the windowsill if she stood on the tip of her toes, so she hauled herself up and shut the window. Groaning from the strain put on her arms, she dropped back down again, her fists clenching around the sheathed swords at her waist.
Kairi glanced at her watch and pressed the 'illuminate' button. The hands lit up dimly, just enough so that she could read the time--it was dead-on midnight. Kairi decided to wait somewhere further away from her window...any window, in fact. She hopped along the rooftop, until she was a fair distance away from her bedroom. Then she sat cross-legged on the black tiled roof, waiting patiently.
About five minutes later, Kairi heard soft footsteps padding along the roof, almost silently. Her reactions seemed to slow, because before she could even reach for Hikari and Hikage, she felt a shadow fall over her and a heavy foot come crashing down onto her back. She was knocked forwards, and began sliding down the roughly tiled roof. Kairi's instincts kicked in, and she threw her weight over so that she was sliding on her stomach--and grabbed the edge of the rooftop just as she toppled off the edge. Dangling from one hand, her body swinging like a pendulum, she glanced down at the ground, which was so far off it was completely masked by the darkness of the night.
Kairi inhaled deeply, swung her legs up, and scrambled back onto the roof. The grip on her swords loosened as she realized her attacker was a familiar friend of hers.
"Keiko?" she asked. A laugh was her reply.
"Not bad, kid." came a cheerful voice. Keiko Hideko stepped out of the shadows and into the dim light of a nearby street lamp.
"Have you--"
"Yeah, I've got it," she groaned, rolling her eyes. "How did I know you'd say that?"
Kairi grinned and watched Keiko untie a long scabbard from her waist. She handed it to Kairi. The first thing Kairi noticed was the handle of the sheathed sword. It was tightly wrapped in ribbon, silver and gold ones. This made a pattern of silver criss-crossed lines with little gold diamond-shaped in between. The guard was not made out of bronze, or silver--but pure gold. It came in a hard, black scabbard that she presumed was some sort of wood, which was tipped with a steel cap.
Kairi slid the long blade out of the scabbard and fell silent. The blade stretched to about 3 feet, and was a shiny, white silver colour. In the edge of the blade there was perfectly inscribed gold kanji characters spelling out the name of the blade. They were raised slightly, and each one was perfectly drawn. The blade seemed to get paler towards the sharp end, which was lined with diamond and sharpened to a point so fine she could barely see it. The time the maker would have spent filing the diamond--the hardest substance on Earth--was impossible for her to comprehend.
"That blade's made out of platinum, y'know," said Keiko.
"P-Platinum?" she gasped. That was an extremely rare substance and very expensive to get hold of. "Who made it?"
Keiko shrugged.
"Who knows?" she asked. "They say it came from the heavens, born from the tears of the god of war."
"They?" Kairi asked.
"All the other assassins that had seen this." said Keiko. "You're the only person I can remember to ever use it."
Kairi blushed.
"I bet I could just take him down with a normal sword..." she said, feeling guilty that she had interrupted hundreds of years of inactivity. Keiko shook her head.
"You need it. I can tell that that guy isn't natural. I think you'll even have a hard time taking him down with that...and he could be under stronger command, too."
Kairi gulped at the idea of anything stronger than the guy she'd fought.
"So, have you found anyone suspicious?" asked Keiko.
"Shit!" cried Kairi suddenly. She'd forgotten all about watching for people.
"Watch your language," grinned Keiko, watching Kairi blush and mumble an apology. Kairi sheathed the awesome sword and stood up straight.
"I'll keep a look out tomorrow," she said. "I promise."
Keiko nodded and poked her in the side.
"You'd better," she said sternly. "Because that's the only reason you're here."
Keiko turned around and dropped silently off the roof and made her way back towards the exit of the large school. Kairi carefully held Ikioi-kujiku in its scabbard, gazing at it in awe. Suddenly, she felt a heavy object hit the back of her head, which was in fact a small rock. She spun around to see Keiko standing on the floor below her, staring up at her.
"Quit slacking and get back to your room!" she yelled impatiently. Kairi smiled to herself and made her way back to her bedroom. She should've known Keiko would do something like that.
Kairi found herself standing under her windowsill again. How was she going to get up with Ikioi-kujiku in her hands? If she fastened it on her belt, she wouldn't be able to lift herself that high. She cautiously patted the leather pockets on her belts.
"Ah, crap." she groaned. She'd left her grapple hook in the room, so she couldn't even use that to climb up. She stood there, contemplating if there was any way at all she could reach the window without leaving the sword behind.
"Damn." she groaned, after cycling through all the possibilities and their outcomes. She'd have to sneak back in through the front door of the building and make her way up to her room.
Kairi silently dropped down from the roof to the heavy ground, landing light-footedly with Ikioi-kujiku in her hand. She crept along the side of the building, hugging the wall as she did. It may have seemed like she was overreacting, but although there was little chance she'd run into her winged adversary, there were still night watchmen guarding the school from burglars.
She crept along the wall, careful not to trip or make any load noise to alert possible passers-by. Kairi approached the edge of the building, and slowly, carefully tilted her head around so that she could see around the corner. There was nothing, except folds of pitch-black darkness. Just as she decided it was safe to move, she heard heavy footsteps approaching--and a night watchman ran over, shining a bright torch at her.
"Halt!" he bellowed. "Trespasser!"
Kairi froze, like a deer in the headlights. After a few seconds of inactivity, her reactions kicked in, and she got the better of herself and drew Hikari and Hikage. She certainly didn't want to use Ikioi-kujiku on a mere guard, although she had no intention of killing him anyway. Now it was the watchman's turn to freeze.
"A-A-Assassin!" he cried, terrified. He dropped his torch, held his hands in the air and stumbled backwards, completely unarmed.
"D-Don't kill me!" he stammered. Even in the inky darkness, Kairi could still see his face has gone ghostly white. Assassins had a bad reputation around the area...though they were strictly rumours. She and her comrades would never kill innocents...unless they had no choice. The guy stammered again.
"You-You're working with him, aren't you?" he gulped. Kairi loosened her grip on the swords.
"Him?" she asked, frowning. "Who is he?"
The guard realized what he had said, and immediately tried to cover it up.
"What do you mean?" he gasped. "I-I didn't say anything."
"Tell me." she snarled, taking a step closer.
"I...I don't know what you're on about." he gulped. In one quick movement, Kairi whipped around and held her sword to his throat.
"Tell me." she repeated, in a more threatening tone. The guard broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed dryly.
"Th-the winged killer." he gasped. At this, her ears pricked up.
"You've seen him?" she asked. The man nodded. "Do the students know?"
He shook his head.
"R-Reno thinks it would scare them." he whimpered.
"Reno's in on this?" she asked.
"N-No..."
Kairi pressed the blade closer to his throat. She wanted to find out as much evidence as she could.
"Ah! Okay, okay, he knows." yelped the watchman. "Please, don't kill me."
Kairi, feeling as though she had sufficient information, let go of the man. She wasn't going to kill him, yet she wasn't going to let him remember this meeting, either. From one of her pockets, she pulled out a small, metal canister with a ring on the end. She saw his eyes widen as she tossed it around in her hand.
She wasn't cold-hearted enough to kill innocents, so she'd just leave him unconscious instead. She yanked the ring out of the end, and white gas seeped through the hole in the top as she tossed the grenade towards him. As it hit the ground, the white gas billowed out of the sleep grenade, and, as the gas drifted through his nostrils and slowed his reactions, Kairi leapt up behind him and swiftly pushed down on his jugular--but not hard enough to kill him. He collapsed, unconscious, on the floor.
Covering her mouth with her gloved hand, Kairi tiptoed past him and through the front doors of the building, careful not to breathe in any of the drugging gas. The halls were pitch-black, but Kairi's memory was almost photographic--she could remember the map with ease. She crept up the stairs and approached her door. Feeling Ikioi-kujiku at her waist, she slowly pushed the door forwards.
Nothing.
It didn't budge.
Kairi cursed under her breath. How could she be so stupid! Of course the door would be locked...Sora had locked it when he came in about half an hour ago, and both the door keys were in her room.
She didn't have to curse for long, though, as she suddenly remembered something Keiko had taught her years ago. She felt in her pocket and retrieved a small, glowing blue chip. Kairi searched the metal panel, and suddenly stopped as her fingers brushed against four tiny holes. With the most delicate touch, she flicked a tiny switch on the chip and four metal spikes protruded from its surface. She carefully slid them in place with the holes in the control panel.
They would have those holes on all security systems across the world. They were usually used to let the creators program the locks, but Keiko had created a way to bypass the security system on the tiny chip. Keiko had taught her to hack locks.
The minute she pressed the chip into the panel, there was a strained whirring noise and the hatch slid open to reveal the keys. A flickery, blue light shone from the chip and displayed an image of a huge number board in the air. A hologram, you might say. Faint numbers lit up on the screen, and Kairi hastily hammered them in on the key pad. If she wasn't fast enough, the door lock would seize up and she wouldn't be able to get in.To her relief, the door unlocked. Kairi put the chip safely back in her pocket and crept back into her room. Sora was still asleep, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled down her mask, and made her way into the bathroom again, where her pyjamas were sprawled out across the floor. They were ugly and boyish, tight around her hips and loose around her arms and legs. She frowned as she pulled them on, and bundled her assassin clothes into a pile in her arms.
She glanced at Ikioi-kujiku on the floor. Her arms were full, so she'd go back for them when she'd dumped her clothes. She went back into her bedroom and kicked the suitcase out from under her bed, throwing her outfit into a pile inside it. She went and fetched Ikioi-kujiku again, and knelt down by the suitcase. This time, she took great care in packing it away--she carefully slotted it down the side, so that it was hidden by her regular clothes and shoes.
I really should unpack my stuff, she thought, but then realized the time, and that she'd probably alert Sora by doing so at this hour. She zipped up the back, and was just about to climb into her bed when she heard a rustling noise. She looked up to see Sora leaning over the edge of his bed, sleepy-eyed, frowning at her.
"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked, rubbing his eyes and flicking his hair out of them. Kairi froze and turned bright red.
"Uh...I'm...umm...Putting my toothbrush away." she lied.
"Oh."
She could tell he didn't believe her.
"I was just about to get into bed." she said truthfully. "I couldn't sleep."
Sora shrugged, pulled the duvet over his head and rolled over.
"Whatever. Just let me sleep." he said, voice muffled by the thick duvet. Kairi didn't object, and climbed into her own bed. She lay her head again the soft, white pillow, and tried to drop off. Thoughts of Ikioi-kujiku swirled through her mind...and Reno...what did he know about that winged guy? Before Kairi even knew it, she'd drifted off into deep sleep.
"Kazu! Wake up!" cried a voice. Kairi groggily opened her eyes to find Sora leaning over her, shaking her arm roughly. Behind him stood a blonde haired boy she didn't recognize.
"Wh-what?" she yawned. She was tired from the night before.
"The night watchman got knocked out, man!" cried the blonde kid behind Sora. Kairi's eyes widened at this.
"Wh-what?" she asked, sitting bolt upright.
"Yeah, he's out cold on the courtyards!" said the same boy in awe.
"That's Roxas." said Sora, nodding to the blonde boy. Roxas nodded.
"A-Are they getting the police in?" stammered Kairi. He shrugged.
"Could have been anything." he said. "I think he was attacked, though!"
Sora laughed.
"You would, Rucksack." he teased. Roxas frowned at him--he hated being called that.
"He's okay, right...?" asked Kairi, praying he wasn't dead. Sora nodded, and she gave a silent breath of relief.
"Come on, then!" said Roxas, dragging her up. "Kazu, right? Hurry up and get dressed. I wanna check this out!"
Aiiiii...I wrote ALL of that one the Saturday...God, it's awful when you realise that you're one day before you promised you'd upload and you've only written 150 words...
Well, I'm finished now, so I can take a break and maybe get some homework done...ah, sod that. I'll draw instead.
INTERESTING FACT 4.
I forgot to eat when I wrote most of this chapter...hehehe (stuffs face)
There is going to be Kadaj and Sephy in later chapters, which I did for my good friend Tsukasa. Somehow he thought I'd wrote about him and Natsu having sex...pfft he wishes ;)
Sorry this chapter is so short! I only did it on Saturday, like I said, and I've been trying to think of ways to get revenge on my dumb-ass school librarian...she wouldn't let me go on the computers to type this up because she said she didn't like me! STUPID COW! (thinks about putting in fanfic and killing off)