Introduction:
Ayane is on a mission to find Hayate, however what she encounters whilst on this mission changes her life for good.
Ayane X Hitomi
Disclaimer: I don't own Ayane, Hitomi, Hayate or any of the characters from the Doa series, so please don't sue me!
A/N: Re-uploaded as the chapters were too short! Next chapter hopefully up within 24 hours :)
-Probably Au as I don't think Ayane would leave the clan to search for Hayate! also I haven't played Doa 2, I'm going by other fics I've read, so please don't hurt me if this stories really inaccurate in respect to the Doa storyline.
This is shoujo-ai/ Yuri, if you don't like that sort of thing then don't read! Nobody is forcing you to! Also, no flames please, this is my first ever fan fiction :-) I really hope this is not too Ooc!
1. Seeking Hayate:
Late afternoon and the sun was slowly slipping down behind the trees, a cooling breeze tickled her skin as she wrapped her jacket round herself more tightly. Germany was a country Ayane had never been to before, nor was it one she had ever anticipated herself visiting, however, when she heard that Hayate had appeared there alive, and supposedly well, she jumped at the opportunity to find him before her rival half-sister Kasumi. Ayane's hate for Kasumi had always driven her to try and out-do her sister, this was to prove to be no exception.
Hayate had been missing for several months now, from what Ayane had managed to find out, he had lost his memory and was currently residing somewhere in Germany. Ayane's search had so far taken up a good part of two weeks and she still found herself no closer to discovering Hayate's whereabouts.
Her luck changed when she entered a small village on the outskirts of the Bavaria region of Germany. Walking into a cozy tavern, Ayane proceeded to take a seat at the bar, an awkward silence fell. She could immediately tell that all occupants present were staring, it was not often that a foreigner ventured into their quiet, rural village. As the bartender approached she used what little German she had picked up so far during her visit.
"Gutentag, sprechen Sie English?"
She breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she heard the man reply in fluent English.
"Ahhh yes I do, what can I get you, would you like a drink?"
She nodded,
"Yes I'll have a beer"
Ayane was exhausted, her search was proving to be futile and a complete waste of time, how did she ever expect to find her half-brother, who was without his memory, in such a large country? She was also alerted to the fact that the present locals were still eying her suspiciously, the sad look on her face turned to more of a frown.
As the barkeep passed her the beverage he noted her look of concern.
"Don't worry about them, its not everyday we get an outsider in our village, they're just curious, that's all. Last time we had a stranger was when that foreigner turned up a few months back, said he had no memory; we thought he was a complete basket case at first, but seems he was telling the truth. After all that drama the villagers don't know what to expect now when someone from out of town shows up."
At this point Ayane's suspicions were roused,
"This foreigner, do you know anything about where he came from? What happened to him?"
"No although he's defiantly not from these parts, looked to me as if he was East Asian, Japanese possibly."
Ayane knew this could prove to be a strong lead.
"Where is he now?"
"He was taken in by the master of the local dojo, far as I know, he's still there."
"Danke!"
And with that she was off, could she really be this close to finding Hayate after weeks of fruitless searching?
The Dojo was easily identifiable, in such a small village it clearly stood out. A white building surrounded by gardens, oriental in style, it was well maintained.
Using some nearby trees for cover Ayane perched on a branch overlooking the rear of the Dojo, as she looked she saw a man emerge from the building, easily in his late fifties, could this be the Dojos' master? Then behind him emerged a man in his early twenties, brown hair, well built…
'Nii-san! I've found you at last! And before Kasumi!'
As she thought she smiled to herself smugly, she'd got one-up on her sister, this was proving to be a very good day.
But now something troubled her, how was she going to get close enough to Hayate to speak with him? And what if he didn't, or couldn't, remember her? With the Dojos' master so close by she would have to sit tight and wait for an opportunity; nightfall was less than an hour away.
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As night fell, silence gripped the village, the only light emitting from windows of the small buildings nearby. The earlier breeze had dropped and all cloud cover had cleared, allowing the stars to shine brightly in the charcoal sky. She was thankful that it was the night of a new moon; there was no moonlight, giving her even greater cover.
The shadow of darkness now upon her, Ayane seized her opportunity to infiltrate the Dojo, creeping up to the nearest wall of the large, single story building. Her back was pressed tightly to the wall, as she stealthily made her way round to a nearby door. Silently entering, she peered around the corner, voices emanated from a distant room. Both of the voices were male and from what she had observed earlier, there were just the two male occupants of the dojo.
She pressed on, heading further down the narrow corridor. Reaching a bend, she heard approaching footsteps,
'Shit, what do I do now?'
Running out of options, and realizing she lacked the time to run back down the corridor, Ayane swiftly opened a door to her right and stepped inside.
She now stood in a small room which was obviously a bedroom, and, from what she could tell, the owner was almost certainly female. A teddy bear sat atop pink bed sheets and the walls were painted a light beige colour. The room had a rustic feel to it; a small fireplace at one end opposite the bed, and pine furniture placed to complement the light wooden floor.
She became worried, was there a third person currently in the dojo? If so then it could easily be her approaching now, as a result Ayane hurriedly opened the window slipping out and closing it, just in the nick of time, as she heard the unknown person enter the room. Ayane found herself just inches to the left of the window; currently standing in a rather spiky rosebush; she grimaced.
Once feeling it was safe for her to do so, she peered around the corner to look into the window, what she saw caught her by surprise. Now sitting on the bed was a girl writing in what looked to be a dairy. The girl was easily in her late teens, wearing nothing more than a loose fitting nightshirt, her long brown hair a perfect contrast to beautiful grey blue eyes. Ayane was taken back, this girl was amazing.
'She looks so innocent. So… perfect…'
Wait! What was she thinking? A woman known for her cold heartedness, as well as her lack of compassion, awestruck by another girl?
Hang on a minute, a girl! She couldn't be thinking about, nor having these feelings about another girl? But what were her feelings? Admiration! Yes, that was it, she simply admired the girl, she was very pretty, and surely there was nothing wrong in admiring something so beautiful from afar!
'Yeah keep telling yourself that Ayane, you've laid eyes upon a pretty girl and immediately you've become a complete sap, god if Kasumi finds out about this I'll never hear the end of it!'
Maybe she could leave a confrontation with Hayate until tomorrow; it would be unfair to disturb the girl, as she looked so peaceful after all.
At this point the girl shuffled slightly, turning her back to Ayane. Great, now she only had the view of the teens back to enjoy…
'Maybe I could watch her just a little while longer…I'd like to see those gorgeous eyes again…'
She immediately scolded herself for thinking such things.
'I'm becoming a dirty old man! Spying on young women!'
However the teenager picked this point to spin round, facing right towards the window. Ayane dived back to her hiding place.
'She didn't see me, she didn't see me!' - She desperately tried to convince herself.
When had she become so complacent? She was supposed to be a highly trained ninja, now she was a Ninja who had foolishly dropped her guard. As a precaution she decided it best to leave, after all tomorrow was a new day. There would be plenty of time to get Hayate-sama back.
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Hitomi was currently sat on her bed giggling; after all it wasn't everyday a mysterious woman appeared at her window.
'It seems I have an admirer!'
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