Under The War Torn Lights Of A 69 Sky
Shuuhei tossed and turned in his bed. All the young man could think about was his ever arriving quest that lay ahead of him. As soon as the boy fell asleep his mind was filled with the recuring dream of the white haired savior. The same drean keeps playing over and over again. But the dream always seemed to pause right when Kensei burst in to save him… But today there was a beeping noise in the dream. It was his alarm clock. Shuuhei jolted up in his king sized bed in his appartment.
Shuuhei bolted up and grabbed his alarm clock.
"Shit! It's 7:30 am! I'm going to be late! And I've still got to get to the airport!
The raven haired boy threw off the covers and hopped out of bed.
"Fuck! I don't have time to fully get ready!" Shuuehi grumbled.
Shuuhei franticaly ran around the apartment trying to get ready to leave. The coal headed boy threw on his black v-neck and a pair of camo-shorts and sprayed some colone on himself.
"Well this will have to do I suppose"
Shuuhei quick gave himself a once over in the mirror and nodded.
"I wonder if today will be the day I meet my hero?" said Shuuhei to himself in the mirro.
Shuuhei dragged his suitecase to the door and grabed his keys. The raven haired opened the door and took one step forward. Shuuhei turned around and looked in his apartment and took in a deep breath. This would be the last time he would see his apartment for a while.
Shuuhei closed the door behind him and flung his suitecase into the back of his jeep. The coal haired boy jumped into the front seat of the jeep and reeved the engine.
"Woooohoooo" said Shuuhei as he sped out of his drive way and onto the road to get to the airport
Shuuhei was always a boy looking for a journey he just needed a little spark. Kensei was the spark that lit his fire.
Shuuhei pulled into the air port at 8:01 and had barely enough time to park the Jeep and unload. He wheeled his suite case into the check in station. At that Shuuehi peered around for his escort who was supposed to meet him. And then Shuuhei spoted her. Standing in the middle of the walkway was a slender green haired girl with a short bob haircut, camo pants and a orange tank-top. The green haired girl held a sign that read "My Hisagi-chan". Before Shuuhei had time to collect himself, the girl was rushing twords him.
The girl ran up an hugged him in a tight in a unbearable tight hug.
" ! (O3O - Mashiro face) ! It's so good to see you!" Said the girl
"Uhhh…. Ahhh… Who are you and why on earth are you hugging me?" Said a very confused Shuuhei
" Oh you silly boy I'm Mashiro Kuna! Lieutenant Of the 9th division. I'm second in command to the head honcho himself, Kensei Muguruma!"said Mashiro
The green haired girl smiled into his eyes with her big round pupils.
"Y-You're a Lieutenant? But how?" said a puzzled Shuuhei
"Hmph. You're stuuuuuupppppiiiiiid if you don't know about my position. Obviously you did'nt do your research " Said Mashiro
The girl let go of Shuuhei and tugged on his hand as she led him into the the boarding area before he could respond
"Have a seat dearie" Said Mashiro
Shuuhei picked out a seat near the window so he could peer out the wide windows of the airport but faith had other plans instore for him. The lime haired girl sat herself right down next to him.
"So what brings you to the 9th division? Hm?" Said Mashrio
"Reasons… Reasons I care not to discuss" Said a faintly red Shuuhei
"Well it is obviously not our captain. He is stupppppiiiiidddd. I should be the captain! He never does his work and on top of it all he has a temper like you'd never imagine and and he always bosses you around and drills you till your bones hurt. Not to mention he can't keep a friend for the life of him. He pushes everyone away with his arrogance and his ego. In a way it is kind of sad" said a exuberant Mashiro.
"Yeah, I've been getting that a lot. He sounds like a rough guy" Said the raven haired boy who was deep in thought about what Mashiro had said.
"Rough? Rough does'nt even begin to describe Kenny" Said Mashrio
Shuuhei took in a deep breath and exhailed a heavy sigh.
Shuuhei sat there next to Lieutenant Mashiro in silence as he watched the planes go bye.
At 10am the intercom blared "Now boarding flight 69"
"Oh goodie!"Exclaimed Mashiro
Mashiro stood up and grabed Shuuhei's hand and draged him onto the plane.
The lime haired girl found there seats and flung Shuuhei into the seat.
"Row 69 seat 9 Shuuhei" Said Lieutenant Mashiro
She smiled at him in her seat
"What's with that number? It keeps popping up everywhere" Said Shuuhei as he peered at Mashiro
Mashiro gave a wide childish grin at Shuuhei
"Well that must be your lucky number silly!" squiled Mashiro
"You don't say?"said Shuuhei
Mashiro stuck her tounge out an gave a abrupt nod.
The plane attendent went around and collected the passengers tickets. The intercom came on in the plane an said "We will now begin take off". The plane sounded its engine and rolled through the runway.
"Here we go!" Squiled Mashiro
Shuuhei gripped the seat rest for support as Mashiro squiled with childish delight as they took off into the crisp moring air.
"Wee! Wasen't that fun Shuuhei"
"More or less" Shuuhei said as he smirked at her
Slowly Mashiro fell asleep and he was left to stare out the window at the clouds, as the passed by. Soon he would be home. Soon he would be where he needed to be. Soon he would meet his savior.
Shuuhei paced the thoughts back and forth.
Who is Kensei? What's his deal? What's with the number 69?
Soon after Shuuhei fell asleep on Mashiro's shoulder and dozed into oblivion.