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Okay, now for an explanation for all the frowny faces. I'm totally just updating this to complain to you people about how they ended Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi. As much as I loved it, this and Junjou Romantica were way too short. Everyone pray with me that they continue tje series, cuz if they don't, I'll be very very sad. Which will delay updates. More so than my drive getting busted. Okay, on with the chapter, since there's not much to say here.
This chapter might be a little confusing, and it was for me too. But just try your best to figure out whose talking.
Unseal chapter 2: Hao
The night, to them, was anything but silent and peaceful. Upon entering the house, they were immediately bombarded with questions and shouts. The fact that they had a bloodied and possibly injured child didn'y help one bit. After being set alone in his room, his injuries cleaned and bandaged, he drifted off into his mind.
Upon opening his eyes, he was greeted with nothing. The space was pitch black, nothing in sight. He looked down, noting that he could see himself clearly.
'So it's not just dark' He thought. 'Where am I?'
"Your in you're mind." Someone behind him said. He turned quickly, meeting black and red eyes.
Standing behind him was a boy about his age with snowy-blue* hair, with waves of black at either side. His eyes were black, unsurprisingly, but what he found most unique were his pupils. They were bright red, shining dully in the darkness. He was dressed in what seemed to be traditional Chinese clothing, the blue sleeves reaching just below his fingertips. He tilted his head. "Hello? You there?"
"H-Ha..." He didn't know what to say, and he was sure whatever he thought would be heard too. "Um..."
"So your my new host." The boy said, watching him carefully, as if taking in every detail. "Your just a child." That seemed to get a reaction out of his new 'host'
"S-So are you." He pouted. The other boy chuckled.
"I'm far older than you think I am. I just happen to take on whatever appearance my host has. At least," He put on a thoughtful look, "That's what I'm guessing. I've never exactly been sealed before, I've only heard the stories."
A short silence passed before one tilted his head again. "So?" He said, the other one jumping. "What's you're name?"
"Wakashi..." He mumbled, but it seemed the other boy heard him.
"What a weird name..." He pondered. "Can you tell me what country I'm in?"
"Your in Tokyo, Japan. This is where I live." Wakashi said. He was starting to feel oddly comfortable with this boy, even if they had just met. Usually he didn't warm up to people to quick, which was proven by the fact that he only had one friend. "Where are you from?"
"Hong Kong, in China." He said. When he listened carefully, Wakashi heard a bit of an accent from the other boy. "I was captured and taken here. I guess."
"You said you were sealed?" A nod. "In me." Another nod, and he frowned. "Well, great, now I'm an even bigger weirdo than before!"
The boy raised an eyebrow. "Weirdo?" He echoed. "You looked totally normal to me. Plain, even." Wakashi huffed.
"I'm weird because my family isn't as rich as all the others at my school. Everyone makes fun of me, and I've only got one friend."
"Well," The snowy-haired boy started, "at least your not alone anymore. Look at your chest."
Wakashi did as instructed, and his eyes widened. Burned into his pale skin was what seemed to be a circle, with swirled lines and characters he didn't recognize.
"That," He said, pointing to the design, "Is the contract that binds me to you. Those bastards probably signed it with your blood when they took you. And before you ask, yes, I saw. I saw everything..."
His voice became somewhat distant. He looked back up, his eyes full of regret.
"Does it... hurt?" He asked, stepping up and gently touching the seal. Wakashi flinched, but soon relaxed.
"I can't feel it, must be because I'm asleep." He said. "Do you know what this says?"
"It's in Chinese, so yes. But I don't think you'd want to know, it's not very important." He sighed.
Wakashi blinked, his vision blurring for a second. The boy looked back at him.
"You'd better wake up now. They're calling for you." He said, and Wakashi blinked again. He vaguely heard the voices of people in the background.
"Wait." He said, "Before I, you know, wake up. What's your name?"
The boy blinked. "Yán luó(阎罗, 閻羅**)" He said.
"Yan... Ruo?"
"No, Yán luó." He repeated. Wakashi furrowed his brows.
"Yan Ruo." The boy face palmed. Then he remembered.
"Wait, you're Japanese right?" A nod. "Right, you're alphabet doesn't have an L."
"Or a V."
"Whatever. Haven't they tought you this already?"
"I'm seven." He deadpanned. "Can I call you something else? Something easy?" A sigh.
"Fine, what?"
Wakashi thought for a while.
"Why not... Hao(ハオ***)?"
He thought for a while. Why not?
"Fine. Hao it is then."
With a smile, Wakashi began to feel himself drifting off. 'Hao' called after him.
"You better bet that after this, I'm going to beat the Chinese into you!" He yelled, "Then you'll have to call me by my name!"
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"Hao, could you please not hover around me? Literally?"
Hiyoshi sighed, pushing aside his history textbook. Several others like it were spread out across the table in the middle of his room, along with papers and assignments he was working on. The figure above - literally above - him sighed.
"But I'm soo bored!" He whined. "You've done nothing but study since you got back."
"I have a test tomorrow about China during the Opium War." He said. hao dropped next to him.
"You know, I was there, I can just give you all the answers." He said with a smirk. Sometimes, he did like to flaunt his immortality. Hiyoshi frowned, not looking up from his practice sheet.
"I don't want to cheat." He said, looking back to his book. He wrote down a few more things before he dropped his pencil. "This would go a lot faster if you helped, you know."
Hao, with his elbows on the table, gave a bored look. "How so?"
"I'd get my work done and we'd be able to do whatever you want." A pause. "I'll even buy you that pudding you like so much." He said. Hao immediately straightened his back.
"Well, if that's the case, let's get started!"
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"It seems there's been another murder."
Oshitari dropped the newspaper into the middle of the table, everyone pulling their trays back. Shishido pulled it closer, reading the headline.
"Company director sliced open in his own office." He shivered, attempting to cover up the picture. "It says his chest was sliced open and his heart was torn ou - No Gakuto, don't look at the picture - and his skull was crushed with what seemed to be a rusty pipe."
Choutarou shivered, clinging to his friend's arm. Shishido read on.
"A passing civilian happened to see the killer run by, but was knocked out on sight. The only thing she remembered was him having red eyes and short hair."
Hiyoshi let the juicebox drop onto the table, straw still in his mouth. "So it's proven that the one doing all this is male?" He asked.
"Seems like it." Shishido looked up from the paper. "Whoa, dude, what happened to you're arm?"
Hiyoshi held up his arms, which was covered in crisp white bandages. "I was playing with the neighbor's dog yesterday when it bit me. Guess it didn't like the sound of the motorcycle passing by." He said. "Bled a lot."
"Ouch." Gakuto winced. "Did it already get it's shots?"
A short silence. "I think." Another silence.
"Wait, what?" Shishido gasped. "Did you at least get it checked by a doctor?"
"Yes." A chorus of sighs followed. "He said there's nothing to worry about, so I'm fine."
"Honestly, how you manage to keep a straight face through something like that-" Atobe was cut off when a straw was flung at him.
"I didn't" Hiyoshi said, standing up with his tray in hand. "I cried the whole time."
Atobe watched him exit the lunch room, and ran a hand through his hair with a sigh.
"Somehow, I highly doubt that..."
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Hiyoshi was halfway to the music room when Hao materialized beside him, his transparent form invisible to the passing students.
"They were loud." He said with a frown. "Can I kill them?"
"Just because your a death demon doesn't mean I'll let you touch my friends." Hiyoshi mumbled, in a voice so low nobody near him heard. "You can do what you want as long as it's within my limits."
Hao sighed, shaking his head. "Fine, fine."
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Okay, so iwas gonna add the murder in here, but I figured I'd give away more than I already had. You guys can make you're guesses, but I don't plan on revealing anything until at least chapter 6. My flashdrive has started working again, so expect more updates and stuff.
* By "snowy-blue" I mean the kind of snow coloring you see in paintings.
** These are the two ways to spell his Chinese name. The first one is simplified, the second in traditional.
*** This is one of the two spellings for 'Hao' I couldn't remember the second one, so I stuck with what I could find.
So there's your second chapter, all done in less than two hours. i plan on doing a quick Christmas one-shot soon, so it'll be up... tomorrow, depending on where you live.
Excuse me if the Japanese and Chinese text doesn't show up, Doc Manager is being a jerk.