The scene opens up with at the beach. Kia, in a purple two-piece swim suit, can be seen showing off to the children. Aisha, in a red one-piece swim suit, and some other kids can be seen playing with the beach ball. Rika, in a blue two piece swim suit, can be seen digging to make a moat for her sandcastle. Cammy, in a green two-piece swim suit, can be seen digging for clams. Mick, wearing black swimming trunks, can be seen observing them. Apparently, Naomi is holding the camera again.
"So, then, you kids should continue studying and exercising, then you guys can become great like me! Any questions?" Kia continues to show her big ego.
Every kid raises his or her hand.
Kia points to a boy with short brown hair and glasses in front of his brown eyes and wearing blue swimming trunks, "You, what's your question?"
"How old awe you?" he asks.
"I'm thirteen. However, you should never ask a girl her age! It's rude!" Kia rubs her temples and points to a girl with short light brown hair and wearing a pink one-piece swim suit, "Your question."
"How much wiw I have to study?" she asks.
"A lot. However, you need to balance study with exercise! A healthy body can give you a fully functioning mind!" Kia smiles, then points to a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes and wearing a green one-piece swim suit, "Now, you!"
"Oneesan, my parents told me not to exewcise much, 'cause I have a condition! What wiw I do?" she asks.
"Well, that's different. You will just have to focus on studying then. Sorry, I'm smart, but I'm not a doctor," Kia scratches the back of her head, then points to a girl with long black hair tied into twin pigtails and brown eyes and wearing a white two-piece swim suit, "All right…What's your question?"
"My famiwy owns a dojo, and my pawents and oneesan want me to focus on exewcising and inhewiting the dojo. What do I do? They don't weawy want me to put studying first…" she asks.
"That still applies! Balance your time. What I would do is listen to the lectures on a CD and practice at the same time," Kia smiles, then points to a girl with short light brown hair and brown eyes that hardly ever open and wearing a green two-piece swim suit, "What's your question?"
"What about having fun? We won't have time to have fun, if we keep studying!" she asks.
"Well…As I said before, study and exercise. What you are exercising could be something fun. It could be basketball, baseball, soccer, and any other sport you think is fun," Kia explains. After that she looks at the two babies staring at her. One has short blonde hair, green eyes, and tanned skin. She appears to be Indian, due to the jewel-thing on her forehead. In her arms is a little yellow turtle. The other baby has short black hair and brown eyes. She seems quite normal as she sucks on her pacifier.
From nowhere, the last girl who asked a question tugs on Kia's arm. Kia looks at her and responds, "Yes?"
"Will you tew us whewe babies come fwom?" she asks.
"What?" Kia blushes.
"Yeah! Whewe do babies come fwom?" the boy asks.
Soon, all of the other kids are asking.
Kia uses a stern voice, "Absolutely not! I won't—"
"Head's up!" someone yells to Kia.
A beach ball heads straight for Kia and hits her in the head. She hits the sandy ground, "Ara? (Huh?)"
"Kia are you okay?" Aisha and a group of kids surround Kia.
"What?" Kia says in a daze.
"Medic!" Mick jokingly yells.
"Medic ready…" Naomi's voice is heard, and the camera moves closer to Kia.
Once the camera is closest to Kia, the camera is handed to someone else and turns to Naomi, who is wearing a blue shirt underneath it is a black swim suit. Whether it is a one-piece or two-piece cannot be certain.
"What does this button do?" the voice of the one who asked Kia advice about her health condition asks.
A click is heard, and the screen turns black.
DAY 1
In the late afternoon outside a decent-looking yellow three-story house, a number of men take boxes out from a truck and into the house. Inside the house, the men are bringing the boxes to the second floor of the house. Akira lifelessly sits on the couch near the plasma HDTV. Malin, however, is spending her time in her room doing homework.
Eventually, one of the men tells Akira that all of the boxes have been left in the second floor room, which is Akira's temporary new room. Akira breaks out his trance and thanks them before asking them to leave. Apparently, the men are employed under Adelheid.
Once they have left, Akira slowly walks up the stairs to his new room. He opens the door to find the room, which happens to be around one-third the size of his room in the Sky Noah, empty except for the boxes, the bookcases, the tables, and the bed. Akira sighs and proceeds to unpack everything. In three boxes, he finds five hundred volumes of different manga. In another box, he finds his clothes and five pairs of shoes. In the rest, he finds more anime memorabilia, manga memorabilia, game memorabilia, more than a thousand anime DVDs, four sketchbooks, a set of pencils, more clothes, a number of costumes for cosplay, a baseball, two baseball bats, an MP3 player, a PS2, a number of Sony PS2 game disks, a Sony PSP, a set of headphones, two bottles of shampoo, three bars of soap, other things for hygienic usage, a potted pink rose, a couple of satchels containing a variety of flower seeds, and other things.
After a few hours, Malin stretches her arms and gets off her seat. To check up on Akira, she leaves her room on the third floor. She makes it to the door of the up-until-now unused bedroom and pulls the door to leave a crack large enough for her to peek through. She finds Akira placing several stuffed toys on the shelves of one of the bookcases. Curious, Malin opens the door, then points to Akira and yells, "SEE?! YOU'RE NOT A NORMAL GUY!"
A surprised Akira jumps forward and bumps the bookcase. He quickly pushes it before it could fall. After giving a sigh of relief, he turns to Malin and replies, "Sorry."
"What for? That bookcase is yours, not mine!" Malin laughs, as she enters the room.
"Ah, about the kiss…" Akira raises his head, then looks at the floor again, "…Nothing…"
"Right…So, you really aren't a normal guy!" Malin marches towards the bookcase filled with plushies.
"EH?" Akira reacts and watches Malin take a Sakura (from Card Captor Sakura) plushie.
"I mean, guys aren't supposed to have these stuffed toys in their rooms!" Malin shows the plushie to him, "This spells 'I am gay and love cute things!'"
"That is a plushie…" Akira grabs the plushie and returns it to its spot in the bookcase, "…of one of my favorite anime— CCS."
"Whatever. You're still not a real guy because of this!" Malin giggles.
"H-How does possessing plushies make me not a guy?!"
"Simple: guys don't love cute things! They should love fighting or gambling!"
"…And you think I don't like fighting because…"
"You keep running away from Kasumi-chan!"
From that answer, Akira felt a barbecue skewer pierce through him. He explains, "I don't hate fighting, but I don't love it either. Besides, I don't enjoy fighting girls."
"Oh?" Malin, pissed off by Akira's explanation, responds, "You think that we are inferior?! Or that we aren't strong!?! Or maybe you think that we won't even put up a challenge to your omnipotence!?!"
"A-Ah, nothing like that! It just—"
"JUST?"
"…just that I have been taught to respect women and never hurt them."
"That's it?!"
"I have been following that rule all my life…up until a few days ago when…" Akira answers, then looks at the floor.
Malin sighs and pats Akira's back, "You're just a good guy, aren't you?"
"Really?" Akira feels that somehow his painful skewer has vanished.
After losing patience waiting for Akira to reply, she continues, "I'll take that as a 'yes'! However, that still means that you're still not a normal guy!"
Akira falls down and realizes that the skewer was just replaced by a giant two-ton sandbag. After crawling out of the sandbag in his mind, he snaps back, "HOW?!"
"I'll say it again:" Malin puts her hands on her hips, closes her eyes and shakes her head, "Guys, don't love stuffed toys or plushies or whatever these are, right?"
"I just have a soft spot for them, OKAY?!"
"Another point!" Malin stops and points to Akira's face.
Akira looks at her finger and steps back.
"You should be reading porn or at least be talking about girls at your age, right?"
"Why? Do you?" Akira retorts, trying to dodge her point.
"I'm not a guy, am I?" Malin shrugs, then walks to the other bookcase filled with books.
"True…"
Malin takes one of the books and flip through pages and realizes that it is just manga. "And you shouldn't be reading this manga crap either!" she tosses a volume of Samurai Deeper Kyo.
"Hey!" Akira picks it up and returns it back to its proper place.
Malin sighs from annoyance and pulls out a certain magazine from out of nowhere.
After looking at what is in Malin's hand, Akira jumps back and walks backwards towards the wall. By walking backwards, he accidentally trips over his bed, so he crawls to the wall, as far away from Malin as he could, "S-S-S-SORE WA! (T-T-T-THAT'S!)"
"If you're a normal guy you should read this!" Malin slowly walks towards Akira.
"DAME! (NO WAY!) If those are the conditions, I am in no way a normal guy, then!" Akira yells.
"I'm ordering you to read it! Now read it!" Malin is now in front of Akira.
"IIE! (NO!)" Akira stands up and yells at Malin's face.
"Read it!" Malin shoves the magazine to his face.
Akira slaps it away but not hard enough for Malin to let go of it, "DAME DESU! (NO WAY!)"
"Read it!" Malin shakes the magazine in her hand.
"BAKA DA YO! (RIDICULUOUS!)" Akira snaps back.
Malin sighs in false defeat and walks to the bed. She sits down and stares at Akira, "So, you don't like reading about it, right? Maybe if I…he'll do just about anything I want! Even read it!"
"HELL, NO, I DON'T WANT TO READ IT!!!" Akira takes a step forward, closes his eyes, and yells.
"I guess…" Malin, trying to trick Akira into reading it, unbuttons the top button of her blouse, "You want to see the real thing!"
"Nani sore? (What was that?)" Akira opens his eyes and blushes stronger than other human beings.
"Just wait…What a loser!" Malin has her hands on the hem of her blouse and pulls it slightly over her head.
Akira falls slightly back when he suddenly started to nosebleed. After regaining his balance, he wipes the blood off his nose and, in an attempt to stop her, jumps at Malin and grabs her hands, "WAAAH!!! DAME DA!!! (DON'T!!!)"
"WAA!" Malin yelps, once Akira crashes into her.
As a result, they both fall to the floor. Akira, who still has his eyes closed, has long let go of Malin's hands. "Weird…something doesn't feel right…It actually feels really smooth and warm."
"A…" Malin blushes. She looks at where Akira's hands are, then turns red out of embarrassment and rage. "…KIRA-KUN!!!"
"Eh?" Akira opens his eyes one at a time and realizes what was wrong. One of his hands is holding on to not only her blouse, but also her side. The other was doing the same, but on her belly. Both happened to be very close to her bra.
"KISAMA!!! (YOU!!!)" Malin tries to get up, but Akira, who still has his hands on top of her, is in a state of shock. "GET OFF!"
With that, Akira snaps back to his senses. He quickly lets Malin go and slowly walks backwards towards the door, "A-A-A-Ah, i-i-it could be worse, r-right?"
Malin gets up and pulls her blouse down, so that her navel would not be showing. With holy wrath, she leers at him and explodes, "BASTARD!"
"…N-No, it couldn't, right…" Akira feels around the wall for the door and the doorknob.
Malin charges at Akira, the second he finds the doorknob. She grabs the collar of his shirt and hurls him to the bookcase full of manga, "HENTAI! (PERVERTED!)"
Akira crashes to the bookcase. Once he hits the ground, the dazed Akira could not notice that the book case is tipping and falling. It crashes on Akira who let out a muffled "…Gomen… (…Sorry…)"
After scoffing and exiting the room, she slams the door. She walks down to the first floor to prepare dinner, but a thought occurs to her.
"Maybe, he purposely did that …Nice try, Akira-kun!That's really brave of you!" Malin blushes and nods.
On her way to the fridge, she finds that the chicken she was going to defrost and chop has already been done so. She looks around and finds a sticky-note on the cupboard's door. She takes it and reads,
"I guessed that
this would be dinner.
So, I took the preempted
and did this for you.
Sorry, again.
—Akira"
Malin sighs and smiles towards the stairs, although she is slightly annoyed at Akira's continuously apologizing.
MARK OF THE GENOCIDER 5
Akira, however, has not moved an inch. Not because the bookcase and volumes of manga are too heavy for him to get up, but because he is unconscious.
Later that night, after Malin has finished preparing dinner, she gets annoyed of waiting for Akira and decides to look for him. "If he's just lying around reading those manga, I'm gonna throw him off the window!"
Once she enters, she finds that the room is just as she left it. "The picture frames are still hanging unleveled. The plushies are still sitting on the bookcase. The bed is still ruffled from that. Akira-kun is still stuck under the— !!! AKIRA-KUN!!!" she yells and tries to push the bookcase off of him. She manages to lift it a little, but its gross weight added with the weight of some of the manga volumes that are still on its shelves proves too heavy for her to lift.
After three minutes of swearing and failed attempts, Malin sees that Akira has woken up.
Akira yawns and, with no difficulty, lifts the bookcase.
Malin stares at him for a minute and punches him. As a result, he hits the bookcase again, but he manages to keep it balanced. Malin yells, "You idiot! I was worried all this time, and you were just taking a nap!?"
"You knocked me unconscious!" Akira snaps back.
"Whatever! Dinner's ready. So, take yours and go to bed!" Malin has her fist clenched.
"Okay…" Akira blankly replies.
Malin scoffs and makes her way downstairs.
Akira is still clueless to why she happened to be concerned one second and enraged the next.
That night, they ate dinner and turned in. A typical uneventful day…if one considers that first day is going to be just like as the rest.
DAY 2
That morning, Malin wakes up, then yawns and rubs her eyes. She is awake this early since she is still in high school. Whereas, Akira has already graduated high school but does not want to go to college. She leaves her room and heads straight to the bathroom for a shower. Once she opens the door, she notices that the doorknob is still broken. She yawns and enters. After she closes the door, the sound of the lock of the doorknob clicks.
A few minutes later, Akira wakes up and blindly looks for the bathroom, "I need to get a shower…Now, where's the bathroom in this house?"
After wandering for half a minute, he somehow finds the bathroom and turns the doorknob to open the door, despite the fact that it has been locked. He rubs his eyes, and his hearing kicks in. He hears the sound of running water. He looks up but is still half-asleep. So, he could not distinguish reality from his dream, at that point.
Malin turns to find someone looking at her…
From the outside, one would think that nothing is wrong, until…
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Malin screams her head off.
Akira jumps back and is now wide awake but still has not noticed anything, "NANI NANI!!! (What? WHAT?!)"
"GET THE HELL OUT OF THE BATHROOM, PERV!!!" Malin flings soups, shampoo bottles, knives and yoyos from hammerspace, and anything else that she could find at Akira.
"Chi—! Gomen. Gomen! (Oops! Sorry. SORRY!)" Akira puts his right forearm over his eyes and uses his freehand to protect his head. In his attempt to leave the room, he trips over a bar of soap and crashes to the door. In reaction, he grabs the doorknob, so that he could keep his balance; but the door, which already has a broken doorknob, has weak hinges, which gave way the second Akira held on the doorknob.
Well…continuing. During breakfast, Malin, who is still pissed at Akira for not only his taking a peek of her in the shower (although he was either partially blind or covering his eyes the entire time) but for also braking the bathroom door, is eating the pancakes she had forced Akira to cook. Akira, also eating pancakes, has a lot of bandages from the injuries caused by the barrage of soaps, bottles, and hammerspace-originated knives and yoyos. Although they had that dysfunctional occurrence earlier that morning, the two are able to get along well at the table. However, Akira is wondering why Malin is wearing what appears to be a school uniform.
After breakfast, Malin takes her bag and heads for the door, "Keep the house fine while I'm out, okay?"
"Wha—? Where are you going?" Akira, carrying a toolkit, responds.
"To school, duh!" Malin replies as she ties the laces of her shoes.
"To…school? You haven't graduated yet? How old are you?" Akira still has no idea that Malin is still sixteen.
"Since I'm sixteen, I'm still a high school student!" Malin says, as if she had read his mind, and holds onto the doorknob of the front door.
"So, when we were knocked unconscious…and when you helped me move in…I got her absent those days?! I'm the worst! The absolute worst! I have absolutely got to be the worst…um…friend…I think…EVER!" Akira freezes.
"Yeah, pretty much. Just make sure you don't destroy anything, okay?" Malin glares at Akira, then opens the door.
"S-Suma! Ano… (S-Sorry! Um…) is there anything else you want me to do while you're out?" Akira returns to reality.
Malin places her finger on the side of her mouth and thinks, "Hmm…He could…"
"Malin-chan? Why do I feel like I shouldn't have asked that?"
"Yeah! After you finish fixing the door, clean the living room!" Malin's eyes sparkle.
"Huh?"
"While you're at it, clean the windows!"
"Um…"
"Oh, and do the laundry and clean what other place should be cleaned! One more thing: for dinner, roast half of the ham in the fridge, okay?"
"…Am I your butler?"
"Uh…D-Don't worry! I'll clean when I don't have to go to school!"
"But I have— Wait a minute, won't that only be Saturday and Sunday?"
"Uh…" Malin just stands near the open door for a while, "OKAY! Ittekimasu! (I'm off!)" Malin makes a break for it.
"Ma-Malin-chan, I— Itterashai! (Take care!)— have a list of things I shouldn't do!" Akira basically talks to the closed door. In his hand is a list of things that read:
"1. Don't do her laundry.
2. Don't handle her clothes.
3. Don't touch her clothes.
4. Don't ever ever EVER EVER touch…those…clothes."
Malin was not too far off on Akira's not being a normal guy in more than one aspect. In this case, he is too shy and overly respecting and cannot touch or look at girl's undergarments. He is similar to having the mind of a grade school student in that matter.
"Okay…I'll just go fix that door now!" Akira rushes to the bathroom…or the outside it rather.
After thirty minutes of smashing his thumb and attempting to cover the circular mark on the door, Akira decides to do the laundry.
"Well, it's a good thing I brought a laundry hamper…and it's also a good thing that Nee-san's words— 'Never leave a mess! You're a guest in someone else's home. So, don't be a slob!'— are stapled to my mind; otherwise, I'll be stuck picking up my clothes for the rest of the day!" Akira laughs, as he carries the hamper to the laundry room.
As he enters the laundry room, he abruptly stops and comes to a realization: "WHAT ABOUT MALIN-CHAN'S CLOTHES?!"
He leaves the hamper on the floor and heads to the third floor of the house. As he runs up the stairs, he prays that Malin is a tidy person. He reaches for the doorknob of the door to Malin's room and turns it. As he enters the room, he turns the light on, then looks around. It turns out that Malin is tidy, except for the loads of stationary around and on her computer table. He finds her clothes hamper and quickly closes it. "I should never have accepted this chore! Oh, wait…she ordered me to…"
Due to his shyness and paranoia, Akira looks around to see if anyone is watching, although he is the only one in the house. His eyes freeze to a bit of cloth on the foot of Malin's bed. He takes a closer look, then jumps back and trips over the hamper. The end result: the clothes flew everywhere. Akira screams his head off. After slapping himself twice, he quickly returns all the clothes that have flown out of the hamper. He closes it again but remembers the other one that he forgot. He walks towards it and tries to accomplish this part of his order. He reaches for it slowly but freezes about a foot away from it.
"Damn it! Come on, Akira, you can do this! Malin-chan did tell you that you did touch her bra…yes…ter…day…ri….ght? AHHH!!! THAT'S THE MOST PERVERTED LINE I'VE EVER SAID IN MY LIFE, SO FAR!!! Okay…Wait a minute…But that's not a— That's a!…Oh, great…NOW THIS A TOTALLY DIFFERENT LEVEL OF PERVERTION!"
Meanwhile, at Malin's high school, Malin is listening to a lecture from her history teacher, who has a monotone voice and is pretty much talking to the whiteboard. If one would look around, many of the other students are all either asleep or talking or doing other less boring things. Malin finally gets bored and sleepy and decides to lay her head down, until the bell suddenly rings for lunch. At an instant, every student makes for the door and for the cafeteria. Malin takes her bag and dashes out. She runs down two flights of stairs and makes it to the hallway. She dashes through the hallway and accidentally bumps into a senior. As a result, the senior falls down and drops all of the books she was holding.
Malin stops and apologizes, "Sorry! Here, let me help!"
"Thanks…" the senior gets up and adjusts her glasses. Her long purplish-black hair covers most of her face, but she has a lovely voice.
After Malin has picked all of the senior's books up, she turns to look at her face, "Hey, you look almost like Athena-chan!"
She scoffs, "That Athena-san is nothing more than a self-serving airhead with no regard to other people! I look nothing like her!"
"Sorry…Um…I'm just gonna go to lunch now!" Malin dashes away.
"…Malin, a junior…tactical and deceptive in fights…We will meet in the next King of Fighters tournament. Until then, thanks, for your help," the senior walks away, until her cellphone rings and breaks the tension.
"Hello? Oh! So, you've allowed me to see them?" she answers her cellphone, as she walks away, "No, that won't be a problem! Actually, I…"
"I'VE GOT IT!" Akira picks it up by the use of a wooden pole.
"It's less soul-cracking this way, right?" Akira opens the hamper with the aid of the pole and puts it in.
"Now, then laundry!" Akira carries the hamper to the laundry room.
Once he finally reaches it, he loads his clothes in the washing machine and does his laundry first.
After a while of waiting, he leaves to clean the living room.
After ordering and receiving her lunch, which is fried chicken, mashed potatoes, peas, French fries, and a can of Pepsi, Malin looks for familiar faces. She finds Kasumi, another girl with long purplish-black hair, and a guy with short brown hair eating at one table. Kasumi looks up and motions Malin to join them. Malin obliges and walks to the table. After setting her tray down and sitting, she begins to scarf down her lunch. In reaction to Malin's way of eating, the purplish-black-haired girl giggles a little.
Malin glares at her and remembers, "Hey, Athena-chan, while I was on my way to the cafeteria, I bumped into someone that looked a little like you!"
"Heh, sorry, Malin-chan. That won't work on me! Athena is the only one I who I can see!" the brown-haired guy laughs.
After receiving peculiar stares from everyone around him, save Athena who shakes her head in embarrassment, he coughs and says, "I meant that she's the only Athena— pop goddess, hottie, my—"
"Okay, just stop, Kensou!" Athena snaps.
"Stopping…" Kensou replies.
"I wonder who that is…" Kasumi thinks aloud.
"Don't know, but she hates Athena-chan," Malin replies after taking a drink.
"Athena, do you have any ideas on that may be?" Kasumi asks.
"Nope, but most likely, she hates me because of Kensou," Athena laughs, then turns to Kensou, "Who have you bothered this time, Kensou?"
"No one! And I have no idea why anyone would hate you," Kensou answers.
"Riiight…" Athena un-amused-ly looks at Kensou..
Akira finishes cleaning the living room and begins working on the windows. Fortunately, he listens very well to orders. He starts at the third floor windows, starting with Malin's room. He believes that as long as he is not touching her other possessions, she would not get mad. He manages to use a mixture of detergents that leaves the square windows sparkling like ice. After cleaning, he trips over something under the rug.
"What?" Akira yelps and finds the rug unleveled, as if something is underneath it.
He lifts the rug and finds a little red book. Without looking at the front cover, he opens the book. The first page he looked at stated,
"Saturday, March 17, 200X (Sunny)
Sorry, for not writing in such a long time. I was held up in an airship! It was amazing, but we weren't flying. Anyway, after breakfast, Eiji resigned from our team! Can you believe that?! Yeah, I thought so, too! After Kasumi-chan drank her weight in green tea, she and I headed to the park to clear our minds. It was actually a good thing that we went to the park, since Hinako-chan wanted to join our team! Well, because of that we had to change the team name from Anti-Kyokugenryu to High School Girls. I think Athena-chan would be mad to not be on a team with this name! After that, Kasumi got mad at me for taking a trip to Angens. Can you believe that?! Good food is more important than that! Anyway, I ran like hell and bumped into a guy, probably a year older than me. He was carrying a lot of boxes, so I helped him out…until Kasumi-chan found me. However, she didn't mind once Akira-kun (the guy with the packages) wanted to treat us to lunch! YAY! Oh, yeah. I'm supposed to describe every new person I meet. Well, that day, Akira-kun was wearing…brown rubber shoes, long blue jeans that seemed a little tight, a white shirt (nothing special), a blue jacket made of the same jean fabric (whatever it's called), and a black pendant necklace (which complemented his deep brown eyes and long black hair— not that long though). As for my first impression, I thought that he would be one of those busy worry-warts that are too absorbed into jobs that they don't care about the feelings of others. Actually, once I got to know him better, he is one of those—"
Akira quickly closes it and returns it under the rug. Akira was so absorbed into reading that he has not instantly realized that the book he has been reading is Malin's diary. Akira decides to go back to cleaning.
Next is the guest room, which happens to be larger than Akira's current room. He looks around and finds the room very clean. Apparently, Malin's clean the guest room regularly. He moves towards one of the windows and proceeds with the cleaning.
Afterwards, without any mishaps, he cleans the rest of the windows in the house.
At this time, Malin and the rest of her class are taking a quiz in Pre-Calculus. Um…this is pretty boring and uneventful. Going back to Akira…
Akira is cleaning the living room and does not seem to be having any problems…BORING! Skipping to near the end of the day!
Malin greets her friends "good-bye", before leaving the school grounds. After a while, she walks by an ice cream shoppé. She stops and looks through the window. She stares at the ice cream and quickly enters the shoppé. She buys a cone of strawberry and chocolate ice cream. While the ice cream guy gets Malin her cone, she notices a tattoo on his wrist. The tattoo is written in kanji and, in English, meant "No Flames." Malin giggles a little and observes the ice cream guy. He has short blue hair and a hat that just about every ice cream seller has. His eyes are so light blue that one would believe that they were gray and he was blind. He has a decent build and is a little tall. His tanned skin tone makes him seem like a lifeguard, all that is missing are the sunglasses, the sun block, and the ability to attract almost any girl. He hands her the cone, and she hands him the payment. After receiving her change, she leaves and slurps her ice cream.
On her way home, she passes by a public bulletin board. She turns to look at one some of them and finds one about an anime convention. Annoyed, she takes it out and, without crumpling or tearing it, throws it to the wind. Malin is not a big fan of anime…or rather, she hates it.
Upon reaching her house, she opens the door but finds Akira nowhere in sight. However, she can tell that he is in the kitchen, due to the scent of roasted ham in the air.
"Tadaima! (I'm home!)" she yells.
Akira, who is in the kitchen freezes but manages to respond, "O-Ok-Okairinasai… (W-Wel-Welcome home…)"
Malin drops her bag on the living room couch, then walks to the kitchen and pats Akira's back, "I'm glad that you're willingly cooking this time!"
Akira, unfortunately, cannot absorb any of the praise, since he is still wondering about Malin's laundry, "E— Ho-Hontou desu ka. (Ah— Re-Really?)"
"Yep! Did you do the laundry, anyway?" Malin asks, as if she had known everything that he has done for the day.
Akira just freezes but manages to nod.
"Great! I'll check the washing machine. Just to make sure you didn't destroy it!" Malin runs to laundry room.
"I-Ikene! (Crap!)" Akira falls apart and tries to stop Malin but fails.
Malin looks at the washing machine and still find some clothes inside. She instantly notices that all are her clothes. She turns to Akira and asks, "Akira-kun, why are my clothes still in the machine?"
"A-A-A-Ah, ge-getting washed?" Akira's voice begins cracking.
"The machine's off," with an un-amused tone, Malin points out.
"Uh…" Akira is in a loss for words.
"Akira-kun…" Malin uses a stern voice.
"I can't do it, okay?! No matter how much I try, I can't!" Akira falls to his knees.
"Could it be that he doesn't want to touch girls' clothes?" Malin thinks then responds, "Akira-kun, if you're that innocent, I don't think that just one month would be enough to help you!"
"WHAT?!" Akira screams.
Everything else after that is pretty much normal…or Akira's version of normal, at least.
DAY 3
Akira wakes up to the new day. He heads to the bathroom to take a shower; but, upon reaching the door, he slaps himself to become completely active. With his senses working at 100, he listens carefully and hears the sound running water. Akira sighs and walks down the stairs to the living room. He sits on the couch and hits the power button for the remote of the TV. He watches "Kicking and Screaming" on HBO, as he waits for Malin to finish her shower. After a while, he becomes hungry. He walks to the kitchen and finds pancake mix, remaining from the day before. So, he decides to make some for breakfast.
After thirty minutes, Malin walks down the stairs and looks for Akira and breakfast. She finds Akira waiting for her and breakfast was not too far off. Actually, it is already on the table.
She greets Akira, "Ohayou ('morning!) , Akira-kun!"
"A— Ohayou (A— 'morning), Malin-chan…" Akira manages to say.
She takes her seat and, before eating, says, "Itadakimasu! (Let's eat!)"
"Itadakimasu (Let's eat!)," he says at the same time.
Breakfast was not very eventful that day. After breakfast, Malin heads to the bathroom to brush her teeth. In the kitchen, Akira takes the plates to the sink and cleans the table. After a while, Malin runs down the stairs and goes to the front door.
"Ano… (Um…) Malin-chan, anything I…should do today?" Akira asks hesitantly.
"If you want to go out, it's okay. Make sure you lock up though, okay?" Malin walks to the table at the corner of the living room. She picks up the spare key hidden behind a picture of Malin and her friends playing in the park.
"Okay…" he responds.
"Catch!" Malin throws the key to Akira, "Don't lose that, okay?!"
"A-A— Ee… (A-Um— Okay…)" Akira backs up.
Malin runs to the front door and opens it, "Ittekimasu! (I'm off!)"
"Itterashai! (Take care!)" Akira replies.
Malin smiles and runs outside then closes the door.
"…I'll just go take a shower now," Akira walks to the bathroom.
After showering, drying off, brushing his teeth, and changing his clothes, he takes his wallet, his cellphone, and a shoulder-bag (one of the kinds for school use). He prepares a few sandwiches and puts some orange juice in a water bottle. He packs a notebook, the sandwiches, and the water bottle into his bag. After checking to see if has forgotten anything, he heads outside and locks the door.
He decides to look around the Southtown for a while. As he walks around, he bumps into a little girl. The girl appears to be nine-years-old and has long purple hair and dark blue eyes. She does not seem to mind being bumped into but appears to be searching for something.
"Excuse me, are you looking for something?" Akira asks.
"Huh? I'm looking for someone," she answers.
Akira notices that she is alone, "Uh…your parents or your elder sibling? Besides, if my little sister were lost, I would stop at nothing to find her! …Aki-chan…"
"…No, I'm not lost! I just don't know where I am! Um…do you know a person named Yagami Iori?"
"Sorry, I don't," Akira replies, "Is there anything I can do?"
The girl grabs his arm and asks, "Yeah! Oniisan (Big brother), can I come with you? I think I can find him, if I'm with you!"
"What makes you so sure?"
"I don't…I'm just guessing, Oniisan," she smiles.
"…Sure…Um…I'm Harima Akira."
"I'm Terra!"
"Um…that Iori…What does she look like?"
"Huh? Iori-sama is a guy!"
"That's odd…'Iori' is normally a girl's name…Okay, what does he look like?"
"…Um…He has read hair…"
"Yes."
"Brown eyes."
"Mm."
"Lightly tanned skin."
"Ee."
"A black shirt with a moon on the back."
"What? Okay," Akira winces.
"Red pants with a cord binding them together."
"Okay…Basically, the kind of person I'd find in anime or games!" Akira drops his hands.
"And can use bluish-purple flames."
"Uh…Yep, I'm right!" Akira's bag hits the ground.
"Where do we start searching?"
"I'll ask around. Until then, stay close, okay?" Akira picks up his bag and turns to find a place where can attain information about this "Yagami Iori."
After two hours of searching, they stop to eat at KFC. Not very eventful. After three more hours of fruitless effort, Akira finds a pub. He looks at the sign: "La Illusion" and decides to check if anyone inside knows of Yagami Iori. He tells Terra to stay outside, since she is obviously underage. Akira, however, is seventeen; but there are not that many people who can see the age differences between seventeen and nineteen. He enters and finds the place peaceful— no roughhousing and no excessive smoking. He thought too soon and finds some guys telling the owner that they are not going to pay. The owner has short blond hair and brown eyes and wore a purple pub-owner's suit. The owner is not that tall and not that short either. She seems to look almost like a guy.
"Look here, boy! I ain't gonna squat to some loser kid with no sense of breaking out!" one guy yells.
"Yeah! This shitty bar of yours is a waste of space!" another one yells.
"Kid, I ain't paying to a guy with balls as big as a peanut!" another one laughs.
"…I am a woman!" the owner explodes with flames and lighting.
"I knew it…" Akira stares at the scene.
"Damn! You have got to be the most tomboyish girl I've ever seen!" the first one yells.
"You interested?" the third one asks the second one.
"Nah! I'm interested in this girl!" the second one gawking at the person sitting beside him.
"Excuse me?" the one being gawked at responds, as he un-crosses his legs. He has long brown hair, except for two long purple braids on opposite sides oh his head. He is wearing a yellow suit and tight blue pants.
"You're excused, gorgeous!" the idiot replies.
"I am a man!" the guy replies.
"It's pretty obvious…" Akira lets out a chuckle.
"Shit! What is wrong with this bar?!" the third one yells, then looks to where the chuckle is originating.
The three turn to Akira and leer at him.
"Eh?" Akira steps back.
"You think something's funny, boy?" the first one gets up.
"Huh?" Akira feels a table behind him.
"This kid is askin' for a pounding!" the third one cracks his knuckles.
"Malin-chan…If I don't make out of this alive…I've always wanted to tell you…that you are insane for making me enroll in this stupid course! And…I'm really sorry for being such a burden and lousy friend…" Akira gets ready to fight.
The three thugs jump at Akira but all were taken down invisibly and instantly…and Akira is not even the one who fought. Akira looks around and finds a waitress concealing a dagger and the guy, who was being gawked at earlier, stretching his arms. Akira nods in thanks at both of them and walks to the bar and takes a seat. He turns and sees the waitress from before and another waitress mopping the thugs out the pub.
"Anything you'd like?" the owner asks.
"Uh…Funny, I'm not scared of her…I'm just looking for someone, sorry…" Akira tries not to make any contact to her brown eyes.
"Sorry, but I don't sell information, kid…especially to one's underage," the owner replies.
Akira is surprised to find someone, who could see the difference, and looks up, "H-How did you know?"
"I'm a pub owner! I wouldn't be a very good one, if I couldn't tell the difference between a seventeen-year-old and an eighteen-year-old!" she explains.
"I see…Miss—"
"King."
"Excuse me?"
"King. Call me 'King'."
"King-san, I'm just trying to help a little girl find someone."
"Really?" King says in an un-amused tone. Apparently, she may have heard a line like that before.
"I'm not lying. She's outside right now! Alone…"
"Sanko, check to see if there's a little girl who is all alone and waiting outside!" King yells to the waitress that helped Akira out of that jam.
Sanko nods and checks. She returns and gestures that there is no such person there.
"What?!" Akira jumps off his seat and checks for himself. He finds the little girl talking to a redhead man who fits everything that Terra described Yagami Iori would be, although he still has not seen any bluish-purple flames yet.
Terra turns and sees Akira and waves, "Harima-san! This is Iori-sama!"
"Yoroshiku onegashimasu (It's a pleasure to meet you), Yagami-san," Akira extends his hand to Iori.
Iori scoffs and glares, then barks, "Thanks for helping her…"
"K-Kowaii desu!" Akira freezes from the glare.
"Yay!" Terra cheers.
"Um…if I may…what is your relation to Terra-chan?" Akira shivers.
"She's—" Iori explains.
"My fiancé!" Terra interrupts.
"Eh?" Akira is dumbfounded.
"…A distant relative…Nothing more," Iori continues, then turns to leave, "Time to go, Terra!"
"Um, bye-bye, Harima-san! Here's my cellphone number, if you want to come by and visit!" Terra hands Akira a piece of paper on which is her cellphone number, then runs toward Iori.
"Ee…Ja ne! (Yeah…Later!)" Akira waves to her.
Terra turns and waves back.
"…Well, I'll just go talk to King-san about this…" Akira walks back inside the pub.
Before Akira takes his seat, King asks him, "How did you become friends with someone like Iori?"
Akira takes his seat and asks, "You know Yagami-san?"
"Yeah, he enjoys incinerating anyone who bothers him!"
"What? So, he can use flames!"
"I'm amazed that you're friends with someone like that, um…"
"Akira. Harima Akira. Sorry for the late introduction," Akira extends his hand to King.
"Akira, then," King shakes his hand, then lets go, "So, how did you become friends with that maniac?"
"Oh, I'm not a friend of his. That was the person Terra was looking for."
"Terra is that little girl you were talking about?"
"Yes, I just met her today. She asked me to help look for Iori; so, I decided to help."
"Either way, I'm still amazed that he didn't torch you for bothering him!"
"How have I bothered him?!"
"I don't know, but he looked a little angry to me!"
"Okay…I think…"
"Watch yourself, okay?" the guy from earlier finishes his drink and places his payment, which consisted of ones and fives only, on the table, then leaves.
King counts the money that the guy has paid.
"Who is that guy, anyway?" Akira asks.
"A guy who owes me sixty bucks!" King answers, then snaps her fingers and yells to the two waitresses, "Sanko, Amelia!"
"Ha (Sir!)," Sanko answers.
"Hai! (Yes?)" the other waitress answers.
King points outside, "Get that—"
"It's okay!" Akira stops her.
King yells, "The hell, it's not okay! That guy—"
Akira puts sixty dollars on the table, "I'll pay. He did help me out of that predicament earlier, after all."
King sighs and gestures to the waitresses to go back to doing what they were doing, "You're a kind person. First, you help a little girl. Now, you pay half that guy's tab. I'm curious to see what you'll do next!"
"Thanks…I think…" Akira replies, then hears the message alert tone ("Hitomi no Naka no Meikyuu") of his cellphone. Akira takes his cellphone out and reads: "Wat tym wil u b coming back?"
"It's from Malin-chan…" Akira thinks aloud.
"You know Malin, as well?" King asks.
"Yes…What of it?" Akira replies as he sends his reply to Malin, "N an hr…"
"Well, during the last King of Fighters Tournament, she was the leader of the team who pretty much hated the team I was in," King explains.
"Hated?" Akira asks, then reads Malin's reply, "OK! Malin-chan wil prepare fish for dinnr, OK?"
"Yeah, her team was called, 'Anti-Kyokugenryu Team'; and two of the members of the team I was in are from the Kyokugenryu dojo," King explains.
"You don't say…" Akira replies and sends another reply, "OK!"
"So, how do you know her?" King asks.
"A friend, I guess," Akira answers.
"How did you meet?"
"She helped me a little. So, I treated her and her friends to lunch…"
"You really are a kind person!"
"Thanks…Um, Sorry to this conversation short, but I must be going now, King-san," Akira stands up.
"Bye, Akira. By the way, it wasn't that short; and if you have any problems, you can come back here…but I still won't allow you to drink, all right?"
"All right, I will— um…okay. Until then, later!" Akira walks out the pub unscathed. After he walks a few blocks, he finds the guy who left without paying half his bill leaning on a white two-story building and painfully clutching to the right side of his waist.
He looks at Akira, "You paid bill, huh?"
"Yep," Akira replies.
"Thanks. The name's Shion, and you?" he asks.
"Harima Akira…Hm? Is there something wrong with him?" Akira notices that Shion is clutching to his side again.
Shion coughs, "The price you pay for making a pact with an Orochi."
"Orochi? Hm…the legendary serpent from ancient Japan?"
"Yes, but I'll talk to you about this the next time we meet, since I seem to be eating up your time…" Shion sighs and stretches.
"Oh, it's—" Akira blinks and finds that Shion has disappeared, "Doko ni— Hen da ne… (Where did— So weird…)"
As Akira makes his way back to Malin's house, he passes by an ice cream shoppé. He looks at the door, which is wide open. Curiously, he looks inside and sees someone who looks like Terra snacking on ice cream.
"Terra-chan?" Akira enters and walks towards the girl.
Terra's hands and mouth are covered in melted ice cream, "Harima-san!"
Akira takes a few steps back, due to his intolerance to messiness from food, "T-Terra-chan, where is Yagami-san?"
"Iori-sama? He's playing with Ace-san!" Terra smiles and takes another scoop of ice cream from the display.
"Terra-chan…who is paying for all this ice cream?" a concerned Akira asks her.
"I think Ace-san's boss will just deduck this from his salawy!" Terra smiles again and slurps on more ice cream.
"Deduct? Maybe, you should call up another employee…I'll pay for this," Akira offers.
"Okay!" Terra gets up and opens a door that is only to be entered by authorized personnel, then looks back to Akira, "What's an 'enpluye'?"
Akira smacks his forehead and looks for one himself, "Hello? May I see who is selling the ice cream right now?"
At that moment, a guy comes out the "authorized personnel only" room and says, "Yes, sir? What seems to be the problem?"
"Uh…are you Ace?" Akira asks him.
"No, sir; but he should be the one holding the fort at this time," the man replies.
"Okay…How much do you think this will cost?" Akira points to the ice cream on the floor and on Terra.
The man looks at the ice cream on display and tries not to explode but is obviously twitching, "Sir, you owe us $249.75!"
"…Terra-chan, how long has in been since Ace-san left?" Akira asks at the ice cream black hole.
"I don't know!" Terra giggles.
"Um…Terra-chan, do you know Yagami-san's cellphone number?" Akira really hopes that she does but at the same time does not.
"Here you go!" Terra hands Akira her cellphone.
Akira takes it with the use of only his thumb and index finger, "Uh…Thanks…"
He scans her cellphone's phonebook and find Iori's number. He takes his own cellphone and dials the number.
After a few rings, an enraged voice answers, "Who the hell is this?!"
Akira hesitates to reply, "…Uh, Harima. Is this…Yagami Iori-san?"
"What the hell do you want?!"
"Uh…I think…you left Terra-chan…at the ice cream shoppé…and I think…you should be…picking her up now…Please don't kill me!"
"Terra? Fine, I'll pick her up, and you'd better not be there when I get there…or I'll kill you for bothering me!"
"Y-Yes, sir!" Akira ends the call and sighs. He looks through his wallet and puts $300 on the counter.
The guy takes the money and says, "Okay, your change will be—"
"Um, get Terra-chan whatever she wants with the change, okay? I'll have to go now," Akira walks to the door, then turns and waves good-bye to Terra.
He calmly walks away from the ice cream shoppé and makes his way to Malin's house without getting a living cremation. On his way, a wayward poster hits his face.
"Nani! Nani! (What? What!)" Akira takes the poster off his face and reads it:
"OtakuMania 2007!
Cosplaying Competition. Anime Singing Competition.
Character Sketching Competition. And many more!
Come to the biggest anime event in Southtown!
Where: Ring Leader's Square.
When: Saturday, March 24, 200X. 9:00 AM to 9:00 PM.
Admission is $20 for children and $30 for adults."
"That's tomorrow! I should get ready for tomorrow! I guess that saying is right: 'Since an arrow can only be shot by being pulled back. So, whenever you feel like life is pulling you down, you are gonna get launched into something big!' THIS IS AWESOME!" Akira jumps up in excitement.
Ha makes his way to Malin's house, then opens the front door and greets, "Tadaima! (I'm home!)"
"Okairinasai! (Welcome home!)" Malin greets from the kitchen.
"This was one weird day…" Akira thinks aloud and drops his bag on the couch.
"Well, dinner's ready! Tell me where have you been this entire time?" Malin asks as she waits for Akira to sit at the dining table.
"Well…" Akira begins to elaborate.
After dinner is finished, Malin goes to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up. Akira takes his bag and goes to his room. He begins packing for the next day. He looks at his costumes to decide which he should wear for the cosplaying competition. After finishing, he goes to the bathroom to wash up. Fortunately, Malin is finished; so, no embarrassing event like the one a day earlier would be happening any time soon. He washes up and heads to his room. As he goes to his room, Malin sees Akira and his cheerful expression.
"What's up?" Malin asks him.
"Oh! I'm just a little excited about tomorrow!" Akira smiles at her.
"Okay…Just don't get too excited, or you won't be able to fall asleep, Akira-kun!" Malin laughs.
"I know…" Akira scratches the back of his neck, then blushes a little, "Uh, she looks really cute in pajamas…"
"Hm? What's wrong?" Malin asks curiously.
Akira coughs and clears his throat, "Nothing…It's just—"
"You're thinking of perverted thoughts, again," Malin giggles.
"Ah, no I'm not!" Akira blushes more.
"You are way too easy!" Malin laughs.
"It's not that! I'm just thinking that you look cute in—" Akira stops once he realizes what he has just said.
"What was that?" Malin asks suspiciously.
"Etto…Ano…Sono…Oyasumi nasai! (Um…Well…That's…Good night!)" Akira tries to make a break for it.
"I don't think so!" Malin jumps behind Akira and gives him a headlock.
However, Akira is much too tall and has been running. So, she ends up hanging on to him, until the weight on his neck chocks him and sends both of them to the floor.
On the floor, Malin is sitting on Akira's back; and Akira is lying on his belly and catching his breath.
"Didn't expect that to happen, I guess…" Malin remarks.
"Hon…tou…desu…ka (Re…al…ly?)," Akira breathes out.
"Yep. So, what were you saying?"
"I hate my life…" Akira's breath returns, and he admits, "I was saying that you look really cute in those pajamas…"
"Oh? Thanks for the compliment then!" Malin gets off Akira's back.
Akira gets up and blushes, then greets her, "Saa, oyasumi nasai (Anyway, good night), Malin-chan."
"Oyasumi! ('night!)" Malin heads back to her room.
Akira, still blushing, says once Malin in nowhere in sight, "Ch, I lied to you and myself. Actually, you look breathtakingly beautiful in almost anything! …I don't know why…but, taking the scenario into consideration, that sounded like a pick-up line…or a pun…"
Akira pats his cheeks to stop his blushing. After doing so, he opens the door to his room and goes to bed.
Chapter 5 End
Still at the beach, the camera shows Mick talking a different group of children. Aisha is talking to the last group of kids and pointing to a hermit crab. Under a parasol, Naomi is sitting on a beach towel and reading a book. Rika is making her eighth sandcastle for the day. The seven others are conveniently close to her eighth. Cammy is using a metal detector for some reason. Kia is nowhere in sight. Oh, wait! She is lying down on a beach towel under a blue parasol and has a bag of ice lying on her head. Oh! And she is asleep.
"Any other questions?" Mick asks the children.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" a girl with long blonde hair and brown eyes and wearing a red two-piece swim suit asks.
"I meant questions that are related to studying and exercising," Mick laughs.
"How can exercising hewp me study?" a girl with long black hair and blue eyes and wearing a black one-piece swim suit asks.
"It has something to do with blood pumping back to your head. So, you can think more quickly and stay awake during exams," Mick explains.
"What is better: guns or swords?" a girl with short red hair and blue eyes and wearing a black one-piece swim suit asks.
"That's not even related to exercising…"Mick stares at her.
"What about food? Can that help? Since I can make sweets in my easy-bake oven!" a girl with long pink hair and blue eyes and wearing an orange two-piece swim suit asks.
"…Stick with brain food, but you can eat a lot of sweets, if you want to. You're kids, after all," Mick answers.
"Should we not be just praying to God? We should give our focus only to Him…" a girl with long jade-colored hair tied into a ponytail and crimson eyes and wearing a light green one-piece swim suit asks.
"Well…this is hard…" Mick admits, "I'm sure God would want us to study and help the world and our family once we graduate from college and get careers."
The jade-colored haired girl just stares at Mick.
"Okay…" Mick turns and smiles at the baby with light blue hair and blue eyes. She is wearing a chicken costume and clapping with her little chicken wings.
"Mick!" a male voice from off-screen calls. He is probably the one handing the camera, since the screen gets closer to Mick and the sound of sand being pulled from the beach. It implies that he is running to Mick.
"Yes, Asch?" Mick turns to the camera.
"Your turn to hold the stupid camera! I want to go work my magic on Aisha!" Asch yells. The camera is handed to someone else and looks at Asch— a fifteen-year-old boy with red hair and green eyes and a semi-muscular build.
Mick's voice tries to explain, "But—"
"Uuuu!" two of the little girls that Mick had been teaching all say in unison.
"What?" Asch asks.
"You said the 'S' word!" the blonde points at Asch.
"You're so mean!" the pink-haired one cries.
"I…thought you said that you knew how to handle kids!" Mick's voice yells.
"I can!" Asch snaps.
"God says that lying is a sin. So, you have sinned many times," the jade-haired girl explains.
Asch tries to explain, "Well, I—"
"Magic is also the work of the devil. Since you are not a prophet or instrument of God, you cannot perform miracles. Therefore, you are using the devil's magic…" she continues.
Asch tries to threaten the eight-year-old, "Look here little girl, I am two seconds from—"
"Anger is also a sin. Getting mad at others can lead to hate, and hate can lead to murder, and murder is a capital offense," she continues.
"Forget this! I'm going to see Aisha!" Asch stomps away and goes towards Aisha.
"Nice…he just got burned by an eight-year-old…" Mick's voice chuckles.
"It is also a sin to make fun of other's misfortunes…" she explains again.
"I'm sorry," Mick's voice says.
"I'm okay now…" the pink-haired girl stops crying.
"Great!" Mick's voice sounds glad.
Soon, a beeping sound is heard.
"Oh, the batteries about to expire…" Mick's voice adds, "Well, we'll have to cut this short! I have to go recharge this at the hotel!"
With that, the screen elevates above the girls' heads and moves at an angle to see them again. It backs away from them slowly.
"Bye, Mick!" the blonde blows a kiss to the camera.
"Heh heh!" the redhead acts as if she is shooting a gun aimed at the camera.
"Bye-bye!" the pink-haired one waves.
"May God protect you…" the jade-haired one blankly says.
The baby in the chicken suit waves goodbye, as well.
Mick comments, "Well, it's a good thing that the camera's not gonna take anymore punish—"
Mick spoke too soon. The screen turns to the sky then shakes for a split-second. After that, it gains some static and turns to the left. The sandy ground is to the left of the screen. So, the camera is on sideways. With that done, the entire screen turns to static.
"Oh, cr— crud…" Mick's voice comments, then the screen turns black.
Wow! I finally have internet!
I've been having a few problems with this chapter since I had to actually add some of the other KOF characters.
Well, right now, it's still just a nutty and long prologue. This way the readers (if any) want to get to know some of the original characters and meet some real characters.
Oh, some of my friends have asked me what the other characters are doing at this time.
So, the next chapter will be about the Iori Team, which consists of Yagami Iori, Burnside Ace, and Wattson Terra.
Yeah, I know a lot of people hate me.
Easter Eggs: Love Hina, Galaxy Angel
One more thing: I have no idea what place in Southtown would hold an anime convention. So, I had to just create one. Sorry, if I'm abusing my power as a writer. Or something like a writer.
I SO need help from another writer! sobbing.