PLEASE READ AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This time around, I'm slightly motivated to write. xD Which is wonderful, though I personally blame it on my root-beer float. . . which is feeding my mind openness! ;D
Mayuri is showing up this chapter, I think. I decided to skip a little further ahead, because I wanted to bring Mayuri in as soon as possible. If I did what I was originally planning, then it'd be many chapters before you'd see him and I might run out of umph before then. Not good. Plus, we're going to be getting another snow storm, which means we may loose power again. Greeeaat. . . so, uh, yeah. I got to post this ASAP.
Also, a great thank you to my first reviewer—Sakura Otome. I'll work on this the best I can, but with my motivation problems I might take a while. I give you permission to bug me if I start taking too long.
Also, great thanks to FearlessReject who's the second person, after Otome, to add my story to her story alert. Praise to thee both!! I thank you so much!
Chapter Two: Accidently Alive
Yasou was finally going to test his weapon of mass destruction, built to protect the king and queen themselves. You see, unlike most people, Yasou had noble intentions and wanted to make the best of everything. Nyoko stood in the room with him, and she eyed the machine with chills of fear. "It's okay, honey," Yasou assured her. "Why don't you go off and hang out with the girls, I'd be able to work this thing easier—with a clear mind—if you weren't so close by. If something goes wrong, I don't want you to get hurt."
Nyoko, reluctantly agreed and left. As soon as Yasou was sure that Nyoko was far enough away he began to work on the odd machine. It was tall, big, bulk, and was shaped kind of like a laser-gun in one of those fictional space movies, only this didn't shoot lasers and wasn't quite a gun. Yasou pulled some of his hair out of his eyes with one hand as he began to type away on a weird computer, then he pushed a button.
The machine began to produce a wave of blue and purple energy, then it shaped it into a ball. The ball seemed to be spinning as it swirled in bright arrays of colors, Yasou watched in awe for moments on end. His heart pounded with adrenaline and his brow dripped with sweat, then on impulse he went to move to a better position to watch the energy ball. Only, he went two steps and slipped, his hand came down on the keyboard hard to try and catch his balance on reflex, the screen went crazy, and so soon did the machine itself. The machine began to rattle and shake, glowing from the inside of it's hatches, and the ball began to quiver.
Soon the quivering ball became a shaky blob, and the machine was rattling so hard that the floor was chipping and bolts were coming out of their hatches. Yasou was in such shock that it took him many moments to recover and as he witnessed what was going on only one thought struck him: run. He turned to run and as he neared the door the machine exploded with a bang, sending the shinigami flying into the wall.
It was like someone had let off fireworks, for boom sounds went on for minutes then turned into pops and bangs. Sparks colored like acid rain and the autumn sky or wintery mountains flew across the room, splattering from random parts of the machine. Yasou struggled to gain enough consciousness to sit up, but it seemed like an eternity to him before his feet were strong on the floor.
Blood dripped all down over his right eye from his head, but he forced himself to scan the room. All his hard work. . . gone—he wanted to cry. Yasou forced himself closer to the machine, stumbling all the way over, his good eye scanning the room until they met a glowing bundle on the floor. It radiated a dark violet and blue aura.
Out of curiosity, Yasou came over to the bundle and leaned down. To his amazement, it was a little boy with pale skin and sapphire hair. The dumbfounded Shinigami leaned down and picked up the boy, gaping at the innocent little thing he held in his hands knowing he made him. How? He didn't know nor would he ever.
Yasou could still see the autumn sky sparks flashing around the room as he weakly stared at the unconscience child, but he never-the-less smiled and whimpered out a name: "Akiyama." (Means both "The autumn, the mountain")
AN: Yup. Mayuri's name is Akiyama at the beginning, though it's later changed. Why? You'll just have to read and find out for yourself. lol. ;D
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