Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angel ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

This IS an original story. So, if you were expecting me to write nothing, but fanfics, you were wrong. You were dead wrong. So, on a lighter note, I don't have to put a disclaimer on this! All characters are my own, and if you wish to use them, please ask permission first. I would like to keep my characters my own. And, if you ask for me to put your characters in there, the answer will indefinitely be NO!!! I know it sounds mean, but I promise, it's for the best. Wait, no it isn't. Oh, well!

So, no quotes for this story, and on with chapter one!

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A tall, young man walked calmly down the streets of the large city. He wore the common, khaki-colored, knee-length, baggy shorts, a black tank-top, and knee-high black boots. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses. His jet-black hair is cut short except for his snow-white bangs which hide his ears.

His eyes darted around the sidewalks, watching the crowds for any possible threats. As he passed by a group of young, teenage girls, they began to point to him and squeal. He sighed at the familiar response. He had traveled the world over, fought enemies beyond comprehension, and for what? To become a teenage heart-throb, that's what. He sighed again, thinking about every other town he'd stayed at. Every single one the same. And none of them had what he was looking for. But, this city showed more promise than any others he'd been to. He had been searching it for several months now, and seemed to be getting closer to his goal.

"Mitsukai!"

Mitsukai looked up from the ground at the mention of his name. Down the street from him was one of his so-called friends, Kyuuban Kouyuu. Mitsukai preferred to go solo, but Kyuuban insisted on dragging him places and thinking they were friends.

Kyuuban walked up to Mitsukai, throwing his arm around his shoulders in a friendly gesture. Mitsukai cringed inwardly at both the close proximity of Kyuuban and the fact that Kyuuban was talking to him again.

"Where're you headed to," he asked.

Mitsukai half-ignored him, half-shrugged and kept on walking. He watched as a few more teenage girls looked up at him as they passed and began to giggle. He rolled his eyes and resumed ignored the pain-in-the-neck beside him.

"Come on, Hotogoroshi! You know exactly where you're going; you always do," Kyuuban prodded for further details.

Mitsukai sighed once more, then said, "home, happy now?"

Kyuuban released his "death-grip" on Mitsukai's shoulders and laughed. Mitsukai rolled his eyes, trying not to think about what Kyuuban was about to say.

"Well," Kyuuban began, "since you're not doing anything, you wanna go downtown and get some lunch or something?"

Mitsukai looked down at the shorter man. "Look, Kouyuu, I just want to go home. I do not wish for you to come over, I do not wish to go with you to your house or downtown to the café. Do you understand that?"

Kyuuban nodded dumbly at the frighteningly serious look on Mitsukai's face. He snapped out of his stupor and punched Mitsukai's arm playfully. "That's fine! Catch ya tomorrow!"

With that, Kyuuban ran in the opposite direction of Mitsukai.

He sighed in relief as he turned the corner and began to walk down his own street. Just as he turned onto the sidewalk leading up to his small, cozy home, the same few groups of giggling girls stood "hiding" just around the corner, watching him unlock his door and walk inside.

Closing the door, he rolled his eyes and sat in a chair, quickly falling asleep.

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So, that's the first chapter, but it was more like a prologue than an actual chapter.

For all those that are reading this story please be patient with me. I've never actually typed up one of my originals before, so I hope you enjoy this one. It's one of my most recent ideas. And I know that Mitsukai seems a little dull, but he'll get more active later on. So, please enjoy, and review!

Happy Haunting,

Chisai Oni