A quick note 1: For all the people who know Japanese, I've put the last names last instead of first (the Japanese way) to avoid confusion from the people who don't know Japanese.
A quick note 2: 'Ne' in Japanese is pronounced like neh and the 'be' like beh.
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Manebe Kuragi hated being in trouble. And he was in trouble quite a lot.
Manebe was a twenty-year-old Buddhist monk. He was orphaned when he was three and orphans in Hokkaido had two options; If they had magic they went to the Academy of the Magically Gifted and if they didn't they went to the Temple.
Japan was different to the rest of the world in the sense that the citizens knew of magic and they loved it!
But the real point was that Manebe was in trouble again. And now he had to stay out of the temple fore the rest of the day while they cleaned up his failed potion.
He wasn't sure what had gone wrong, he had done everything his friend Sev, a potions master who had visited two years ago, had told him to do.
He sighed; it was boring being out of the temple. He could always go visit Arina Narita, the matron at the Academy and his best friend, but she would probably yell at him for botching another potion.
He sat down next to a river bored out of his mind. If only some would happen!
POP!
The water splashed as something fell into it. Manebe jumped up, as his orange monk's robe was drenched with water.
The water stilled and whatever had caused it to move made no sign of surfacing. Manebe leant over and gasped as he made out the shaped of a small boy.
He reached in and pulled the boy out of the water. He was shivering and there were welts all over his body. He wasn't even wearing a top!
Manebe looked around unsure of what to do, the child was obviously in need of medical help but he didn't know how to get him to it.
"Mane kun? What are you doing?" a small voice came from behind him.
Manebe turned around and sighed in relief. It was Kashi, a ten-year-old student at the Academy.
"Kashi! Can you get Narita san?" he said breathlessly.
She nodded quickly and disappeared with a small pop.
Manebe smiled. Kashi had mastered apperation a few weeks before and it still astounded him.
It was then he remembered the pop that had sounded when the boy had appeared. Was this boy a wizard?
Arina appeared at his shoulder, "Manebe did you mess up another potion?"
He looked up at her in desperation, "Ari! Help him!"
Arina
peered over at the boy and gasped. "What happened to him?"
"I
don't know!" yelled Manebe, "I was just sitting here and there
was a pop and he fell into the water! He's not from Japan that's
for sure."
It was true. Through the purple and despite the black
hair they could see he was a pale white boy without an ounce of Asian
blood in him.
"Just heal him!" he commanded, "You can do it right? With magic?"
Arina shook her head, "Mane… I don't know I'm not a very good healer! I could get Imamura sama…"
"Can't you take him back to the Academy? You know, do your poof-y thing."
"I can't. He'd get even more hurt!" she said, her voice going high with fear. She gulped "Lay him down on the ground. Face down."
Manebe did as he was told ignoring the sickening feeling he got when he saw the damage.
Arina gasped, "What is that?" she exclaimed pointing at an angry red and blistered mark.
"I think…" Manebe gulped, "I think it's a burn… Ari look at his head!"
They both leant over to inspect a deep gash that ran from the boy's temple to half way down his neck.
"He's lost a lot of blood Mane. I don't think…" Manebe growled at her.
"You're
a witch Ari! You can do everything! At least try!"
Wordlessly
she nodded and knelt beside the boy and pulled out her wand. But she
had no time to utter any spell before a spout of water from the river
hit her.
The shear force pulled her away from the boy. Manebe jumped up to help her and the ground below him collapsed. He was only just saved by Arina who gripped his arms and hauled him out of the crevice that had appeared.
"Uncle Vernon no more."
They froze at the tiny voice. The boy was speaking.
"No more cures. I can't… hurts too much… tomorrow… no more… Uncle Vernon no!"
The wind around them roared and the trees bent down waving their branches at Manebe and Arina. The water swirled violently as a water twister appeared and started to move towards the two Japanese.
And then suddenly everything slowed down although the chaos was still taking place.
A voice rippled through the air, quiet and gentle and yet full of authority.
"Calm down child. They are here to help."
The by quivered and opened one eye. Emerald green locked with Manebe's dark brown. He almost cried with the amount of hurt in those eyes.
"Where… am I?" whispered the boy before his eye flicked shut again. It didn't open again.
Manebe took a step towards him when the boy began to glow gold. Astonished Manebe and Arina watched as the wounds began to heal themselves and the boy settled into an easy sleep. The wind and trees calms and the water settled as if it had never been disturbed.
As the glow faded the voice spoke up again.
"I have healed his external mutilations but the wrongs down to him are not so easily forgotten nor understood. I charge you, Manebe Kuragi, with my Chosen. His path is a heavy one. Bear it with him."
The leaves rustled and whatever presence had been there before was gone leaving the young monk in utter shock.
Carefully he bent down and picked up the sleeping boy. He was so light! Arina placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I sense this will be good for you Mane. And good for him. He belongs with you."
"He's a wizard," said Manebe. It wasn't a question.
Arina nodded. "Yes and a powerful one. I'd bet my right arm that he's an elemental as well. He needs a new beginning I think, a new name, a new look. He came from somewhere bad and that somewhere might come looking for him."
Manebe gulped at the thought of the people who had inflicted the boy's injuries coming back for him.
"Midori," muttered Manebe, "We'll call him Midori, no last name to tie him down, just like all the orphans at the Academy."
Arina
looked up at her oldest friend in confusion, "Why Midori?"
"His
eyes."
A/N: Midori means Green.
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