Disclaimer: I don't own Burst Angel. I think.

Brenman: Here's my second Burst Angel story. I think it's a half ways realistic approach to a Jo/Kyo story.

Chapter 1: Planes, Scooters, and Flashbacks

Amy leaned back in her first class seat. She gazed out the airplanes window as the ground dropped away. She smiled, next stop Tokyo. It wasn't like Paris was a bad place to be, but Tokyo held so many memories, and with what had happened over the last couple of days, the worst of those memories was only a bad dream now.

"So Sei is alive?" An emotionless voice asked from somewhere beside her.

Amy looked to her left, but had to lean forward to address her friend sitting two seats down. "Yeah. Her grandfather sent some of his more trust worthy employees to find her. She was in pretty bad shape, but last I heard she made a full recovery. I'm glad you're okay too, Jo."

The silver haired girl let a smile grace her face. Kyohei, who was sitting between the two girls smiled too and ruffled Amy's hair. "Have you been in Paris this entire time?"

"No," the young teenager said, "only for about half a year now, but more importantly, you two promised to tell me your story. What happened in the last three years? We all thought Jo was dead."

Kyohei leaned back. "It all started the day after RAPT fell."

-- Tokyo Three Years Previous --

Kyohei was ridding on his scooter towards his morning class at the culinary school. "Ah man this sucks." He grumbled, "First I sleep in because all the explosions kept me up last night, and now the traffic is heavier then I've ever seen it. I guess it's because so many roads are blocked off. I'm going to be late, nothing I can do about it. I sure hope Jo and the others are okay. Even if it was hard work, and sometimes hazardous, it was still surprisingly fun while it lasted."

The young cooking student looked down an alleyway and smiled before turning down it. "I guess It wouldn't hurt to take a short cut." He said to himself. The trip down the alley brought up memories for him, 'This is where I first saw Jo,' he thought to himself as he looked at some residual bullet holes and various pieces of damaged property, 'and this is where my first scooter blew up.' he thought again as he examined a patch of telltale scorch marks on the pavement

Kyo continued down towards the culinary school, but as he rounded one of the corners he nearly fell off his scooter to avoid hitting some person lying against one of the buildings. As he straightened his scooter back up he was about to continue on his way, but stopped after a quick glance at what he had almost hit. Her silver hair was matted in dried blood, and her half naked body wasn't any cleaner, but it was unmistakable who this unmoving person was. "Jo! Jo can you hear me?" Kyo shouted. he knelt by her and checked to make sure she was still alive.

Kyohei managed to awkwardly get both Jo and his scooter home, and cleaned Jo off as best as he could. He patched up her wounds and lay her in his bed to get some rest. He looked at her lying in his bed. 'Too bad I couldn't clean her up properly, but If she wakes up and finds me taking her clothes off, she'd probably kill me without asking questions. I hope my bed sheets don't get stained.' he mused. 'Why does she have to be so beautiful. Even all banged up, but it's not like she'd ever look at me any other way then as a source of food.'

"I guess I could take the day off school." he said as he stood up and began walking out of his room. "I'll just tell them that I couldn't get to class. I'm sure I won't be the only student that can't make it today. You just get some rest." He said, more to himself then the unconscious girl.

Later that day Kyohei was standing at the stove as his mother came rushing down the stairs. "Kyohei, I was just putting some clean laundry away in your room. Why is there a strange looking girl sleeping in your bed?" she said sternly.

Kyohei's father looked up from the newspaper he was skimming through with a devilish grin on his face, "Kyo. You sly dog, what have you been up to?" He asked

"It's not like that," Kyohei managed to blurt out, "She's a friend, and she was injured last night. I didn't know what to do with her, so I brought her back here."

His mother pursed her lips and settled her hands on her hips, "If that's true, why didn't you take her to the hospital, and did you skip class today?"

"Yes, I skipped class," Kyo said as he raised his hands in a gesture of peace, "but I've been doing my homework and catching up all day. As for the hospital, I couldn't take her there. RAPT headquarters may have been destroyed last night, but there are still some of their men out there, and she doesn't have the proper civilian identification. If they found out, I don't know what they'd do with her. She's not exactly the government's favorite person in the world."

"You mean she's a criminal. You brought a criminal into our house, and your hiding her from the police?" His mother all but screamed.

"No. Nothing like that. They might call her a criminal, but she's not. She's the person who attacked RAPT headquarters last night, but what they were doing was wrong. Jo's the good guy, not the police."

Kyohei's mother settled down and a sigh escaped from her lips, "Poor thing, she did look a bit banged up. How's she doing do you think?" She asked.

"I don't know, I'm not a doctor, but it's no the first time I've seen her injured and she was fine last time." He said sadly.

"Kyo," his father said, "how about you go and get Mrs. Kibano from next door. She's a nurse, maybe she could help out."

Kyo looked up happily, "That's a great Idea." The excited young man ran out the door as quickly as he could and his mother moved in to take his place watching the food on the stove.

-- Back on the Plane --

Amy leaned forward to look at Jo again, "I guess it's safe to assume that you didn't die." she said happily.

"No, but I did sleep for five days straight." Jo said as if she was proud of herself.

Brenman: Here's chapter one. Hope you enjoyed it. Wait for the next chapter to see what else happens.