Tokyo-Zion Academy Times

Masochist

Chapter One: White Robe:

Feeling ugly, looking pretty.
Yellow ribbons, black graffiti.
Word is written, bond is broken.
No big secret left unspoken.
Sun is painted in the corner but it's never getting warmer.
All the lies they keep on selling,
But you never check the spelling

Black Cat

-Katsuya-

I’m a creep. I have no village; I have no family. I have nothing to my name. However, I always see her. She reminded me of my lost love.

Twelve Years Later

Sakura looked down at Chiyo as she slept. She shook her head at her daughter. He put her in this state years before she was born. Chiyo survived birth, but has to have a tube in her heart. Sakura drew in a breath.

…Great spaces closed and opened around them. To understand the story, one must peek at the end. Start at the end and go back. Yes, yes, that is perfect.

So many points to begin with. It’s hard to pick which one. The threads all go out in different directions. Some are tangled up in each other. Knots, knots, some many knots.

But, never mind.

It's the new year and new case rides in to give the Shinigami a little work to do. A virus is causing the people of Tokyo to revert to their basic id drive. Plus, old memories drive Emiko and the demons to restart the mission to overthrow Hell. The pile keeps rising when Haruka, Shichiro, and Amaya get into the mix to kill Anna out of fear of being the mother kitsune. What a way to start the new year.

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Chapter Five: Restart the Mission:

August 7th, 1960.

Emiko raced through a narrow dark tunnel of black nothing. She had just escaped from Hell. It took her weeks, no, it took her years to plan this out. Fifteen years to be exact. Hell was far behind her. Now, she just had to follow this path out.

She came out into a clearing and looked around. Fog as far as the eye could see. The air felt like an ice cube. Emiko took baby steps out into this open wild. Her feet found swallow, lukewarm water. A smile came onto her face.

This feels nice, she thought. Emiko treaded through the water for ten minutes. She finally spotted land. The butch demon laughed aloud. She ran all the way to the moss and collapsed upon it. Emiko breathed in the cold air.

I'll just rest here, she thought. Collect my thoughts, enjoy my freedom… She slowly drew her eyes closed and went to sleep. Five days later, Emiko awoke to a sweet face standing over her.

"Are you alright?" the woman asked. Emiko blinked at her.

January 3rd, 2010.

Emiko awoke in a cold sweat. She drew in slow breaths to gather her thoughts. She felt herself trembling. It didn't add up. Why? Why is the past coming back to me? What is it trying to tell me? Does that mean… She paused when she felt a body stirring awake next to her. Emiko looked and saw Hotaru turning to her. The loli demon gave her a little smile.

"Good morning," she whispered. Emiko tried to smile as she nodded.

"Morning," she whispered back. Her girlfriend noticed her face.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Emiko asked. "I'm perfectly fine." Hotaru shook her head.

"Is something bothering you?" she asked. "Did you have a bad dream or something?" The butch demon went quiet as she looked away. I can't hide anything from her, Emiko thought. She held her girlfriend closer to her body. Hotaru looked up at her.

"Mama?" she asked. Emiko rested her chin on Hotaru's head.

"Baby," she whispered. "Let's restart the mission." Hotaru quickly looked up at her.

"Mama…" she began. Emiko held her closer to her.

"We have to," she said. "We have no choice."

"But we failed to overthrow Hell last time."

"So, we'll try it again. I've been studying what went wrong in the first uprising."

"And?"

"We can make it work this time." Emiko noticed Hotaru still frowning at her. "Aww, what's wrong?" she asked. Hotaru shook her head.

"Most of our comrades died. We lost many of our friends in the revolt."

"I know."

Hotaru sobbed as she grabbed her lover tighter. "I… I just… I don't want you to die, Mama!" Emiko stroked her back. Aww, she thought. That's why you don't really want to do this. The butch demon kissed the loli demon on the head. Hotaru looked up at her with big eyes.

"Emiko-sama…" she whispered. Her girlfriend put her finger to her lips. She gave her a little smiled as she leaned in close to her ear.

"I'm making you a promise right now," Emiko whispered. "I will do anything to make it out of this battle alive. So will you, so will Mike, and so will Kazue. Okay?" Hotaru sobbed as she nodded Emiko held onto her.

"Good girl," she whispered. Hotaru cried on her chest. Emiko looked out into the dim morning light in their room. I hope this is the right thing, she thought. Is this the right thing? Sumire-chan…

Chapter Three: New Case File:

January second brought more work everyone. Tsuzuki didn't want to be here. He would much rather be back in bed with Anna. Yesterday was tame compared to New Year's Eve. Tsuzuki smiled as he remembered that night. He seduced her into bed with him. She resisted at first.

"But Rihoko could walk in on us," she said. He nibbled on his fiancée's neck.

Two men sat on Ann's bed, talking to each other. The man on the right twirled his long white beard. The man on the left was dressed in black and had his eyes narrowed at him.

"You sure this will work?" he asked. The bearded man in white nodded.

"Of course," he said. "No one will suspect her. She's perfect."

"How can you be sure that she'll be willing to do this?"

"We'll just ask her."

The man in black gave him a strange look. "Huh?"

The man in white grinned. "We can ask her right now."

The man in black glanced to his right. "Oh yes we can." Both men turned to Ann. She froze when their eyes met hers. The man in white smiled at her.

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Chapter One: Paranoia:

Ann's condition is turning worse again. Not in the way that it previous was before she moved from South Carolina. No, it has taken on a more horrifying form. One that she can't cope with alone. Yet, she can't tell her husband and son. She doesn't want to worry them this time. However, she knows that she can't take this forming battle alone. Ann just needs someone to talk to.

December 7th, 2074.

Neko Mimi café drowned in the Christmas spirit this evening. The maids all looked like Santa's flirty elves in their costumes. Their songs made Ann tremble as she stared down into her spiced rum in her mug. She reached into her purse and looked at her phone. 10:04 p.m. She gripped her phone with all of her might.

Come on!, the woman screamed in her mind. Where are you?! You said that you would be here by ten. You would've called if you would be running late. Please hurry and get here! I'm at my wit's end! She looked up when she heard the bell on the door clang. Noiz looked around the café as the door closed behind her. Relief washed over Ann's face.

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