Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Bloodstones in Her Hair: A Bishie World Prophecy ❯ Falling Words like Broken Jewels ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: FeyWhyte 
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.16.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.2K | Visits: 218 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.16.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.2K | Visits: 218 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the anime/manga/game/book characters in this fic, save for Ilandere, Ilandere solely belongs to me.
Bloodstone's in Her Hair: A Bishounen World Prophecy
'Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand...
He comes, the human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery hand in hand, From a world more full of weeping than he can understand.' - W.B. Yeats "The Stolen Child"
Chapter Two: Falling Words like Broken Jewels
Ilandere sat just outside the gates of Emren city, beneath the cool shade of the forest that bordered either side of the main road, the things from her backpack strewn about in the grass. Her first Bishounen, Daisuke Niwa, who could turn into the phantom thief Dark, and was currently in said form, lounged against one of the tree trunks, watching his choice for a trainer, content that she was how she was. The wind was warm, but not hot and a few fluffy white clouds could be seen in the sky in between the branches of the forest canopy. Dark yawned, the warmth of the afternoon lulling him to sleep, but he forced his eyes to stay open, focusing on his trainer once more, silently laughing at her strict organization. Ilandere looked up at him, feeling his eyes on her and gave him an unsure smile, tilting her head to the side.
"Yes, Dark?" She asked politely, one hand holding a handful of capsules from the famous Capsule Corp. company, the other her beloved case of cds. Dark closed his eyes and shrugged, tapping his foot in the air with some unheard rhythm.
"Nothing, not really, just wondering why you have to organize everything like that." He opened an eye again as if to emphasize his point, staring at the handful of capsules. Ilandere couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as she pulled out the little case she had gotten for capsules from BISH-MART. Sh eplaced her cd case on the ground and flipped open the capsule case, dumping the capsules inside and then likewise setting this on the ground, pulling out a slim permanent marker from another pocket in her bag. She proceeded to mark the letter of what the capsule contained beneath each little holder, placing said capsule inside. After she was done she looked back up at Dark, only for him to hurriedly close his eyes, as if he wasn't really watching her.
"Boys. I'd rather organize my things now, get an idea of what I want to do, rather than set up camp tonight and spend about an hour searching through my bag for the sleeping bag capsules. Cause, bag or purse, it's proven, women cannot find anything they want in under ten minutes." Ilandere laughed again as Dark's eyes widened in surprise, the Bishounen sitting up a little.
"Really? Why don't you just dump the purse out and dig around in it then?" Dark crawled through the grass to the upturned bag, somehow making the crawling look dignified and picked up the cd case, opening it and flipping through the cd pages. Ilandere shook her head, smiling to herself as she placed the capsule case in the front most pocket of the little backpack as well as the permanent pen.
"I'm serious, it doesn't matter how you try to find something, digging around it in, dumping it out, it'll take a woman a little while. I didn't believe in it myself, until I was old enough to have an ID and everything that needs a purse. I remember looking for a calculator in my math class, it was always a hassle, because it would take me at the very least five minutes to find it. That's why most of the time I keep pens and pencils in my pants pockets and thats the only thing I put in there." Ilandere explained, gently taking the cd case from Dark's hands and placing it in the bottom of her bag. She grabbed her cd player next, since these were the things she wouldn't need as much. Besides, she only liked to listen to music if she was alone when walking, and Ilandere was pretty sure that her Bishounen wasn't going to just up and leave. Dark meanwhile, nodded in understanding, standing up and stretching as Ilandere put her things away, happy with the organization. The only thing she left out was a map. Once Ilandere had shouldered her bag and picked up the map she walked back out onto the road, waiting for Dark to follow.
"So where would you like to head, Trainer mine?" Dark asked, his arms crossed behind his head. Ilandere started walking when he caught up with her, shrugging.
"I'm not really sure, besides the lady in the BISH-MART said that the world expands almost every time a new series or character is added to a series. This will be a pretty huge adventure, I suppose." Ilandere looked thoughtful, staring ahead, tapping her thumb on the map.
"What are you thinking about?" Dark questioned, walking a little faster. Ilandere was shorter than him, but obviously was used to walking fast, he didn't have to shorten his strides for her, or walk slower.
"Ah, well, about home, Professor Lana explained to us that our family and friends don't exactly know about us when we're here. I don't know, maybe it kind of annoys me a little? Because I remember my parents and siblings and friends, but they don't even know I exist right now. Not that I want to leave, it's just kind of irking. It's always nice to know you're missed. Besides, my little sister would have loved to be here too, she's thirteen and probably a bigger anime fanatic than I am, I guess I would have liked for her to tag along." Ilandere explained to Dark. Her Bishounen nodded and then wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Call it a guess, Dere, but I think that's why you're allowed to capture us. We keep you company, many times we're someone's greatest wish, some people fall in love with us, et cetera. It's like lining up a whole bunch of people and choosing you're friends, making sure they're the perfect example of a woman." Dark gave Ilandere a leering grin, but she just laughed it off, shaking her head and smiling.
"Or you can get a two-for-one deal. Daisuke and Dark, like 'em shy? Like 'em bold? This Bishounen has both qualities!" Ilandere laughed, shrugging slightly. Dark laughed with her, nodding in agreement, though for some reason he felt as if they were being watched.
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The half-bishounen shivered, even though he was out in bright sunlight, clutching his arms. Like many of the half-bishounen, he had gone mad, but he knew it, in a round-about way. Earlier he had felt another new trainer cross the barrier into the Bish-world and as always it had made him growl and shake his head. Not because a new trainer was here, but simply because the crossing of the barriers irritated him. He could feel it, like an itch on his skin, a tickle behind his ear and sometimes like a heart-attack. The heart-attack feelings were few, this signaled that a trainer would be a great one, a big part of the Bish-world and, since so many people came to the Bish-world every day, maybe one out of ten thousand would give him the heart-attack feeling. It had been more rampant years ago, around five years probably, to be exact. There had been two in one day, leaving him breathless with pain and soon after two of the bad trainers had been either banned from the Bish-world, or kept in prison. But now the heart-attack feelings almost never happened, he had had one a year and a half ago, but it hadn't felt like the two he had had in one day. Both of those, even without being combined, had been more painful than almost anything. No, they hadn't happened in a long while... Until this morning. It was bigger than the one a year ago, but less than the two in the same day, not by much, but less. But it had been different, because they had never before caused him to speak. He had been growling and cursing as the new trainer made their way through the Bish-world, but it had made him start speaking as soon as he felt that the trainer had captured a Bishie, had a link to the Bish-world. The pain had then completely disappeared and he had started speaking. The words had fell, no, spilled from his mouth in a torrent, impaitient to be said. It was almost as if he could watch them, watch the falling words like broken jewels scattered to the wind. He had begun repeating himself, he knew he would have to leave his little cave and tell someone, anyone, everyone, the words. In some dim recess of his mind he found a word to name all the words.
"Poem." He croaked and then shook his head, the word didn't feel right. He attempted a few more times to name the group of words, but eventually gave up, none of the words felt right. The half-bishounen began muttering the words to himself again, so as not to forget them. He mumbled some more, remembering a poem that a human had told him once and then disregarding it when suddenly his head hit upon the word to name all the words.
"Prophecy."
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Ilandere had noticed that Dark kept looking over his shoulder and wondered if his home was Emren city, but for a while she had decided against asking him about it. After a while he had removed his arm from around her shoulders, not, she thought, because of not wanting to touch her, but because he had to lean over at an odd angle to do it after a while. She wasn't short, Ilandere was average, around 5'5", but Dark was just a little over six feet. Ilandere's thoughts went again to her little sister, thinking about when they were little and would play together or put their arms around each other, she had always gotten umcomfortable after a while, bending over sideways on someones shoulders is a workout if its for a long period of time. The scenery hadn't changed much, trees lined each side of the road and gave a little respite from the sun, though when Ilandere turned around she couldn't see the 'Emren City' sign any longer. Dark glanced over his shoulder again, looking rather anxious.
"What's wrong?" Ilandere asked quietly. For some reason she felt that she should be quiet, speak softly, otherwise she'd startle her Bishounen. Dark looked at her sideways and gave her a small smile, glad that she had such a soft voice naturally.
"Can I tell you something without you getting scared?" He asked, just as quietly as she had. Ilandere blinked owlishly at him, not sure she'd heard right, but the way he was looking at her made her think otherwise. Slowly Ilandere nodded in agreement, to which Dark graced her with another smile, casually taking her arm.
"I think there's someone following us, so I suggest that we use Wiz to get out of here. Just for now, if it's a free bishounen we can land and I'll fight him for you, okay?" Dark pursed his lips, as if to whistle, but no sound came out, that she could hear anyway. After a moment or two a strange little rabbit-looking creature lighted in
front of them, happily jumping up and down. The fangirl in Ilandere came out and she held out her hands to Wiz, cooing softly.
"Aren't you adorable!" She scratched beneath his chin. Dark chuckled and shook his head, gently pulling Ilandere away from the small creature and saying in a serious voice:
"Time to transform Wiz!" In a heartbeat the little creature had changed into a pair of giant black angel wings and fixed themselves to Dark's back. Ilandere's Bishounen grinned as he wrapped his arms around her waist, wiggling his eyebrows.
"This will be an adventure." He told her and then launched himself into the air. Ilandere had known that Dark could use Wiz to fly, she'd seen the anime, but she had never thought she'd experience it! When her feet left the ground she had shrieked, whether in excitement or fear she couldn't remember, because now all she could think about is that she was flying. Dark laughed, the wings beating harder, the air getting a little colder as they flew into wind thermals. Since Ilandere wasn't screaming Dark chanced a look downwards and frowned.
Where they had just been there was a rather tall man. He had lavender colored hair and dark could see, even from this distance, that only one of the man's eyes were open. He was jumping around, as if he was having a fit and his mouth was moving rapidly, but Dark couldn't hear him saying anything. Ilandere tugged on a lock of his hair, raising an eyebrow when he finally turned to look at her.
"Aren't you supposed to watch the road when you drive, er, fly? Oh, did you see another Bishounen back there?" Ilandere asked, trying to peer around the flapping black wings and see the ground. Dark angled himself so Ilandere couldn't see the road, though subtlely so she wouldn't get annoyed and then shook his head.
"Nah, there was nothing there, I guess I'm just paranoid." Dark laughed and relaxed as Ilandere let the subject drop, happy with flying. The map in Ilandere's hands was suddenly ripped away by a strong gust of wind, to which she let out a startled 'oh!' Dark shot up after it and then slowed when it started falling.
"Come on, Dere, catch it, my hands are full of woman!" Ilandere rolled her eyes and reached up her hand, snatching the map out of the air and then shivering.
"Could we go down a little? It's kind of cold up here." Ilandere murmured, shoving the map under her belt and circling Dark's neck with her other arm, so as not to shift his balance. Dark nodded, and flew down lower, just above the tree tops, scaring a flock of birds into flying. Ilandere laughed again, shaking her head and then looking at Dark curiously.
"Mind if I ask you a sort of personal question?" Ilandere asked, glancing from Dark's face to the rapidly passing trees. Dark laughed whole heartedly, pleased with the phrasing.
"Of course not! Ask away." He winked at her, which made Ilandere roll her eyes at him and then take on a serious look.
"I was just wondering why you decided you wanted to be captured. I'm sure all trainers will ask their first Bishounen that." Ilandere shrugged as Dark flew to the side of a high tree and then resumed his course, squinting his eyes as the wind blew into them strongly.
"I need goggles," he murmured and then answered her. "Didn't I make that clear earlier? I wanted the perfect girl!" Dark grinned and then nodded his head in the forward direction.
"I think I see a town coming up." Ilandere smiled back and squeezed his neck a little, she had figured she wouldn't get a real answer out of Dark, she'd have to ask Daisuke. Ilandere tugged on a lock of Dark's hair again, smiling politely.
"Do you think we could walk the rest of the way? I don't want to tire little Wiz out." As soon as the words fell from her lips Dark started to lower down, or rather, Wiz made him. Dark sighed as his feet lighted on the ground and frowned as he set down Ilandere. Ilandere straightened her jacket and then turned to find that Dark had turned into Daisuke and Wiz was sitting on his shoulder. Ilandere smiled again and clapped her hands.
"You look so cute!" Ilandere couldn't help but laugh as Daisuke blushed and murmured a 'thank you'. The two began walking towards the direction of the road. Ilandere glanced around her and noticed that the trees were sparser here and didn't create as much shade.
"So, how old are you, Daisuke? I mean, in the series you were fourteen, but... Well, you don't look fourteen." Ilandere explained, reaching up to scratch Wiz's chin again. The rabbit creature squeaked in appreciation, rubbing against her hand like a cat. Daisuke nodded, agreeing that he was older.
"Well, Bishounen don't have exact ages, I don't think. I mean, I know I'm at least as old as you are, but I might be older, not by much, probably a year or two." Daisuke shrugged, rubbing the back of his head as if he was worried she would be annoyed. Ilandere looked ahead of them and could barely spot the stone walls of the next city in the distance.
"No problem, just a thought. Anyway, let's see how far Wiz got us." Ilandere pulled the map from her Bish-belt and unrolled it, her eyebrows furrowing together. She had thought the map was simple paper and had been wondering how useful it would be if the world kept expanding, but the paper was blank. For a moment Ilandere stared at it in amazement, her mouth hanging open. Daisuke came over to stand beside her and then made her jump when he touched her shoulder.
"Ah, sorry, Ilandere! Um, I think this wire here connects to your Dex." Daisuke pointed to a little wire that was barely visible on the top right hand corner. Ilandere pulled out her Dex and had Daisuke hold the blank paper, hooking up the wire to the Dex. The Dex beeped and then the paper rolled into a tiny tube and disappeared into the Dex. Ilandere stared at her Dex in astonishment, her eyebrows raised.
"Geez! Well that was n-" The Dex interrupted her with another beep and then spoke.
Map feature added. Started at Emren City, approaching Zion Town. Ilandere blinked and then tilted her head, the word 'Zion' sounded familiar.
"Zion?" She murmured and then the Dex beeped again.
Zion Town. The area surrounding the SW entrance of Zion Town imitates the Pilot Candidate or Candidate for Goddess anime. Ilandere laughed then and smiled at Daisuke.
"I knew I had heard of Zion before. In my world, the same person who created you and yours, created Pilot Candidate. I was a big fan of her work." Ilandere watched Daisuke's eyes widen with an internal smile, Wiz made a small sound so Ilandere reached over and gently tugged on the rabbit creatures ear.
"Really? Is that why you were okay with me being your Bishounen?" Daisuke asked, truly interested as Ilandere closed the Dex and slipped it back into her pocket. Ilandere smiled again and nodded her head.
"One of the reasons, anyway. I didn't mind saving you from the valley girl either. Okay, off to Zion Town!" Ilandere began walking, Daisuke close behind, looking thoughtful, Wiz curled around Daisuke's shoulders and fell asleep. As they approached Zion Town, Ilandere could see that what she had thought were stone walls were actually made out of some sort of grey metal, like the G.O.A. ships in the anime, she hurried a little, curious, so Daisuke had to lengthen his stride a little to keep up.
"How many series did that creator make?" Daisuke asked after a few minutes, the walls of Zion Town much closer. Ilandere tilted her head as she skipped and then resumed walking.
"Uh, I believe before I left it was seven. She hadn't finished your series, Pilot Candidate or Rizelmine. People were saying that she probably won't finish them, but I always hoped that wasn't the case since she was one of my favorites." Ilandere shrugged and Daisuke looked confused.
"Why didn't she finish them?" He asked seriously, tilting his head away from Wiz's fuzzy ear. Ilandere sighed and shook her head.
"No one really knows, maybe she lost interest in them or has writers block." This seemed to leave a sour taste in Ilandere's mouth, her face crinkled.
"Writers block is evil." She told him seriously, which made Daisuke laugh. Ilandere blinked in surprise, she had never seen Daisuke really laugh.
"Ah, don't think I'm laughing at you, it was just the way you said it." He explained, reverting to his embarressed face. Ilandere shook her head, showing that it was okay.
"No, it's fine. So what should we base our adventure on?" Ilandere asked, turning to look at Daisuke. Suddenly a strong wind snapped up, blowing Ilandere's dark hair into her face. She scrunched her eyes shut, pushing the hair out of her face, looking up at Daisuke when he grabbed onto her arm, his eyebrows drawn together
as he stared at the Zion Town gates.
"What is it?" Ilandere asked, turning to look. Her eyes widened and she took a step back towards Daisuke. He looked down at her, frowning.
"You said you've seen the... uh, Pilot Candidate series. What are those?" Ilandere's eyes turned back to the gate and she cringed and looked up at Daisuke as if she were in trouble.
"Those are the monsters in Pilot Candidate, Victim." Somebody from behind the gate let out a roar of rage as the Victim attacked.
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The half-bishounen had watched them fly away, stamping his feet and muttering to himself. He had been about to tell them the... the words. The prophecy. He supposed it didn't matter, after all, they were only two people, a trainer and a Bishounen. No, it would be much more important for him to be able to tell a town official, somebody who liked to talk, someone big. He began walking down the road, the sun traveling further through the sky. The next city was far away, he wouldn't get there before the dark fell, but it didn't bother him, at least, not much. He wasn't used to being in the sun, it was bright and hurt his eye. He was more used to the darkness of his cave and the twitches and tickles of people coming into the Bish-world. The tickles had faded, he still felt them, but only in his subconcious, somewhere deep inside. Now, what was more important was the poem, no, words. The words and the word that named them together.
Prophecy. It was hard for him to remember the word, harder still for him to say it, he wasn't used to speaking, no, not at all. He hadn't spoke much since his chibi stage and he was a Sama, his tongue was cumbersome and the words still tangled him up, except for those words. The group of words, all together. The half-bishounen grumbled to himself, pulling at his sleeves, his long hair.
"Words," He muttered. "Have to remember the words, group of words." He was mad, and he knew it, he knew that his words didn't make sense, but he had to make them, make sense. To someone, anyone. A town official, a talker, someone big. The half-bishounen screamed in his madness and then went on walking as if nothing had happened. He pulled at his hair, walking along the road, but not in a straight line, darting in and out of the trees shade if he saw a shadow move, a cloud pass over the sun.
"Darkness, want it night. Ahhhh, sun." He growled, trying to hold onto the words, the momentary sanity when he said them. The half-bishounen began muttering the words to himself again, trying to make them, make sense.
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The hold on Ilandere's shoulder grew tighter as her Bishounen watched the Victim attack Zion Town. He was nervous, so much that she could feel it, which didn't help, because she was nervous too. Ilandere tried to take a calming breath, wondering what they should do, after all, she was trainer, wasn't she? Daisuke looked down at her when she shivered, closing her eyes tightly.
"Professor Lana didn't tell you that there were monster options in this world now?" Daisuke asked, to which Ilandere shook her head.
"No, she didn't tell me, but I overhead one of the shop-keepers in BISH-MART talking about it. They said that there were still some glitches though and more often than not now, the monsters would appear even to Trainer's who didn't have the chip or whatever it is. But what bothers me is that I thought they said it only happened out in forests and empty places." Ilandere jumped when a rumble went through her feet from the earth. Daisuke clutched onto her shoulder a little harder.
"What do you think that is?" He yelled above the rumble. Wiz had woken just before the earth started shaking and was curled around Daisuke's neck protectively. For a moment Ilandere was going to shake her head, but then she saw a shadow in the sky. She laughed triumphuntly and pointed upwards.
"Ingrids!" She shouted and within moments the Victim were gone, defeated by trainer's Pilot Candidate Bishounen. When the Ingrids had disappeared and Victim fizzled into nothing, Ilandere smiled up at Daisuke, who's eyes were huge.
"Those are Pilot Candidate Bishounen?" He asked, shocked, but Ilandere shook her head.
"No silly, those are the Ingrids, the Goddess machines of the Pilot Candidate Bishounen. It's like Evangelion, sort of." Ilandere explained, slowly pulling Daisuke towards Zion Town. He shot her a worried look.
"Are we sure we want to go there now? I mean, what if those, uh, Victim, attack when we get there again? Or when we leave?" Daisuke firmly planted his feet and Ilandere sighed.
"Come on scaredy cat, you have Thief powers, which means you're a quick Bishounen and you also have Wiz, he could fly us out of there, right?" Daisuke seemed to think about it, not noticing that Ilandere was slowly moving towards Zion Town. Eventually he sighed and nodded his head, giving up and letting her pull them to the gates. Two guards, who looked rather startled still stood at attention.
"Sorry ma'am, we'll have to ask to see your Dex please." Ilandere, proud that she had a Dex now, pulled out the little contraption and handed it to one of the guards, who quickly looked up her Trainer information and then let her inside. Daisuke relaxed once they were inside and let Ilandere drag him around to look into shops and exclaim over new technology. They ate at a restaraunt but after a while Ilandere was getting tired.
"We should find some sort of Inn and stay here for tonight. Would that be okay?" She asked. Daisuke agreed, holding Wiz in his arms now. Few people were really talkative in Zion Town, which Ilandere found odd, but was satisfied when they found a room with two beds, at a new trainer price. Ilandere set down her things and laid down on the bed, letting out a deep breath and smiling as she stretched a little.
"I'm gonna be sore tomorrow, I just know it." Ilandere murmured, slipping off her shoes as Daisuke sat on his bed. Wiz made his strange little sounds and jumped onto Daisuke's pillow, curling up on it. Ilandere sat up after a moment, rolling her shoulders and looked over to Daisuke.
"So what do you think of me? Just, as your trainer and everything, so far anyway." Ilandere asked. Daisuke looked a little uncomfortable, shrugging slightly.
"Uh, well, you're really nice and a lot better than that, um, valley girl would have been. And you're not someone crazy who keeps their Bishie inside of a Bish-ball all the time." Daisuke still appeared uncomfortable, so Ilandere just smiled and accepted it, grabbing the capsule case from her bag, opening it and selecting the closet capsule. She threw it down and jumped back as it sprang up. Ilandere frowned a little as she dug through the contents and finally pulled out some pajamas that were a tad too big. She sighed, but it would have to do.
"Just a second, going to change." Ilandere went into the bathroom and closed the door, it only took her a minute before she came back out and put the clothes she had been wearing into the closet and then turned it back into a capsule. She laughed, delighted and smiled at Daisuke.
"Those things are just awesome. Aw, I'll probably need to buy you some clothes, huh? We'll do that tomorrow." Daisuke blinked and then agreed as Ilandere got into her bed. She smiled at him and then covered a yawn.
"You can take a shower or stay up, whatever you'd like." She murmured, yawning again and burying her face in the pillow.
"Okay, I'll uh, take a shower then." Daisuke told her, opening the bathroom door.
"G'night Daisuke, thanks for being my Bishounen." Ilandere said sleepily. Daisuke stopped and turned to say goodnight back, but Ilandere never heard it, she had fallen asleep.
Authors Notes: Some stuff about the first chapter: I have never been to an Internet Cafe, so I really don't know what one is like, though that was how I imagined it to be, just to let you know. I live in a small town (just like Ilandere did, but unlike her, I never dreampt of moving to a big city, I'm happy where I am.) Okay, done with chapter one stuff. Yes, I'm a Yukiru Sugisaki fan (though many people don't like Pilot Candidate) and I couldn't help but add some stuff about her works in there. And my little half-bishie prophet, what do you think of him? Who exactly he's a half-bishie of I'll reveal later on, so for now I'll have to leave you guessing.
Okay, thats all, working on the next chapter soon! Review please!
Bloodstone's in Her Hair: A Bishounen World Prophecy
'Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand...
He comes, the human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery hand in hand, From a world more full of weeping than he can understand.' - W.B. Yeats "The Stolen Child"
Chapter Two: Falling Words like Broken Jewels
Ilandere sat just outside the gates of Emren city, beneath the cool shade of the forest that bordered either side of the main road, the things from her backpack strewn about in the grass. Her first Bishounen, Daisuke Niwa, who could turn into the phantom thief Dark, and was currently in said form, lounged against one of the tree trunks, watching his choice for a trainer, content that she was how she was. The wind was warm, but not hot and a few fluffy white clouds could be seen in the sky in between the branches of the forest canopy. Dark yawned, the warmth of the afternoon lulling him to sleep, but he forced his eyes to stay open, focusing on his trainer once more, silently laughing at her strict organization. Ilandere looked up at him, feeling his eyes on her and gave him an unsure smile, tilting her head to the side.
"Yes, Dark?" She asked politely, one hand holding a handful of capsules from the famous Capsule Corp. company, the other her beloved case of cds. Dark closed his eyes and shrugged, tapping his foot in the air with some unheard rhythm.
"Nothing, not really, just wondering why you have to organize everything like that." He opened an eye again as if to emphasize his point, staring at the handful of capsules. Ilandere couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as she pulled out the little case she had gotten for capsules from BISH-MART. Sh eplaced her cd case on the ground and flipped open the capsule case, dumping the capsules inside and then likewise setting this on the ground, pulling out a slim permanent marker from another pocket in her bag. She proceeded to mark the letter of what the capsule contained beneath each little holder, placing said capsule inside. After she was done she looked back up at Dark, only for him to hurriedly close his eyes, as if he wasn't really watching her.
"Boys. I'd rather organize my things now, get an idea of what I want to do, rather than set up camp tonight and spend about an hour searching through my bag for the sleeping bag capsules. Cause, bag or purse, it's proven, women cannot find anything they want in under ten minutes." Ilandere laughed again as Dark's eyes widened in surprise, the Bishounen sitting up a little.
"Really? Why don't you just dump the purse out and dig around in it then?" Dark crawled through the grass to the upturned bag, somehow making the crawling look dignified and picked up the cd case, opening it and flipping through the cd pages. Ilandere shook her head, smiling to herself as she placed the capsule case in the front most pocket of the little backpack as well as the permanent pen.
"I'm serious, it doesn't matter how you try to find something, digging around it in, dumping it out, it'll take a woman a little while. I didn't believe in it myself, until I was old enough to have an ID and everything that needs a purse. I remember looking for a calculator in my math class, it was always a hassle, because it would take me at the very least five minutes to find it. That's why most of the time I keep pens and pencils in my pants pockets and thats the only thing I put in there." Ilandere explained, gently taking the cd case from Dark's hands and placing it in the bottom of her bag. She grabbed her cd player next, since these were the things she wouldn't need as much. Besides, she only liked to listen to music if she was alone when walking, and Ilandere was pretty sure that her Bishounen wasn't going to just up and leave. Dark meanwhile, nodded in understanding, standing up and stretching as Ilandere put her things away, happy with the organization. The only thing she left out was a map. Once Ilandere had shouldered her bag and picked up the map she walked back out onto the road, waiting for Dark to follow.
"So where would you like to head, Trainer mine?" Dark asked, his arms crossed behind his head. Ilandere started walking when he caught up with her, shrugging.
"I'm not really sure, besides the lady in the BISH-MART said that the world expands almost every time a new series or character is added to a series. This will be a pretty huge adventure, I suppose." Ilandere looked thoughtful, staring ahead, tapping her thumb on the map.
"What are you thinking about?" Dark questioned, walking a little faster. Ilandere was shorter than him, but obviously was used to walking fast, he didn't have to shorten his strides for her, or walk slower.
"Ah, well, about home, Professor Lana explained to us that our family and friends don't exactly know about us when we're here. I don't know, maybe it kind of annoys me a little? Because I remember my parents and siblings and friends, but they don't even know I exist right now. Not that I want to leave, it's just kind of irking. It's always nice to know you're missed. Besides, my little sister would have loved to be here too, she's thirteen and probably a bigger anime fanatic than I am, I guess I would have liked for her to tag along." Ilandere explained to Dark. Her Bishounen nodded and then wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Call it a guess, Dere, but I think that's why you're allowed to capture us. We keep you company, many times we're someone's greatest wish, some people fall in love with us, et cetera. It's like lining up a whole bunch of people and choosing you're friends, making sure they're the perfect example of a woman." Dark gave Ilandere a leering grin, but she just laughed it off, shaking her head and smiling.
"Or you can get a two-for-one deal. Daisuke and Dark, like 'em shy? Like 'em bold? This Bishounen has both qualities!" Ilandere laughed, shrugging slightly. Dark laughed with her, nodding in agreement, though for some reason he felt as if they were being watched.
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The half-bishounen shivered, even though he was out in bright sunlight, clutching his arms. Like many of the half-bishounen, he had gone mad, but he knew it, in a round-about way. Earlier he had felt another new trainer cross the barrier into the Bish-world and as always it had made him growl and shake his head. Not because a new trainer was here, but simply because the crossing of the barriers irritated him. He could feel it, like an itch on his skin, a tickle behind his ear and sometimes like a heart-attack. The heart-attack feelings were few, this signaled that a trainer would be a great one, a big part of the Bish-world and, since so many people came to the Bish-world every day, maybe one out of ten thousand would give him the heart-attack feeling. It had been more rampant years ago, around five years probably, to be exact. There had been two in one day, leaving him breathless with pain and soon after two of the bad trainers had been either banned from the Bish-world, or kept in prison. But now the heart-attack feelings almost never happened, he had had one a year and a half ago, but it hadn't felt like the two he had had in one day. Both of those, even without being combined, had been more painful than almost anything. No, they hadn't happened in a long while... Until this morning. It was bigger than the one a year ago, but less than the two in the same day, not by much, but less. But it had been different, because they had never before caused him to speak. He had been growling and cursing as the new trainer made their way through the Bish-world, but it had made him start speaking as soon as he felt that the trainer had captured a Bishie, had a link to the Bish-world. The pain had then completely disappeared and he had started speaking. The words had fell, no, spilled from his mouth in a torrent, impaitient to be said. It was almost as if he could watch them, watch the falling words like broken jewels scattered to the wind. He had begun repeating himself, he knew he would have to leave his little cave and tell someone, anyone, everyone, the words. In some dim recess of his mind he found a word to name all the words.
"Poem." He croaked and then shook his head, the word didn't feel right. He attempted a few more times to name the group of words, but eventually gave up, none of the words felt right. The half-bishounen began muttering the words to himself again, so as not to forget them. He mumbled some more, remembering a poem that a human had told him once and then disregarding it when suddenly his head hit upon the word to name all the words.
"Prophecy."
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Ilandere had noticed that Dark kept looking over his shoulder and wondered if his home was Emren city, but for a while she had decided against asking him about it. After a while he had removed his arm from around her shoulders, not, she thought, because of not wanting to touch her, but because he had to lean over at an odd angle to do it after a while. She wasn't short, Ilandere was average, around 5'5", but Dark was just a little over six feet. Ilandere's thoughts went again to her little sister, thinking about when they were little and would play together or put their arms around each other, she had always gotten umcomfortable after a while, bending over sideways on someones shoulders is a workout if its for a long period of time. The scenery hadn't changed much, trees lined each side of the road and gave a little respite from the sun, though when Ilandere turned around she couldn't see the 'Emren City' sign any longer. Dark glanced over his shoulder again, looking rather anxious.
"What's wrong?" Ilandere asked quietly. For some reason she felt that she should be quiet, speak softly, otherwise she'd startle her Bishounen. Dark looked at her sideways and gave her a small smile, glad that she had such a soft voice naturally.
"Can I tell you something without you getting scared?" He asked, just as quietly as she had. Ilandere blinked owlishly at him, not sure she'd heard right, but the way he was looking at her made her think otherwise. Slowly Ilandere nodded in agreement, to which Dark graced her with another smile, casually taking her arm.
"I think there's someone following us, so I suggest that we use Wiz to get out of here. Just for now, if it's a free bishounen we can land and I'll fight him for you, okay?" Dark pursed his lips, as if to whistle, but no sound came out, that she could hear anyway. After a moment or two a strange little rabbit-looking creature lighted in
front of them, happily jumping up and down. The fangirl in Ilandere came out and she held out her hands to Wiz, cooing softly.
"Aren't you adorable!" She scratched beneath his chin. Dark chuckled and shook his head, gently pulling Ilandere away from the small creature and saying in a serious voice:
"Time to transform Wiz!" In a heartbeat the little creature had changed into a pair of giant black angel wings and fixed themselves to Dark's back. Ilandere's Bishounen grinned as he wrapped his arms around her waist, wiggling his eyebrows.
"This will be an adventure." He told her and then launched himself into the air. Ilandere had known that Dark could use Wiz to fly, she'd seen the anime, but she had never thought she'd experience it! When her feet left the ground she had shrieked, whether in excitement or fear she couldn't remember, because now all she could think about is that she was flying. Dark laughed, the wings beating harder, the air getting a little colder as they flew into wind thermals. Since Ilandere wasn't screaming Dark chanced a look downwards and frowned.
Where they had just been there was a rather tall man. He had lavender colored hair and dark could see, even from this distance, that only one of the man's eyes were open. He was jumping around, as if he was having a fit and his mouth was moving rapidly, but Dark couldn't hear him saying anything. Ilandere tugged on a lock of his hair, raising an eyebrow when he finally turned to look at her.
"Aren't you supposed to watch the road when you drive, er, fly? Oh, did you see another Bishounen back there?" Ilandere asked, trying to peer around the flapping black wings and see the ground. Dark angled himself so Ilandere couldn't see the road, though subtlely so she wouldn't get annoyed and then shook his head.
"Nah, there was nothing there, I guess I'm just paranoid." Dark laughed and relaxed as Ilandere let the subject drop, happy with flying. The map in Ilandere's hands was suddenly ripped away by a strong gust of wind, to which she let out a startled 'oh!' Dark shot up after it and then slowed when it started falling.
"Come on, Dere, catch it, my hands are full of woman!" Ilandere rolled her eyes and reached up her hand, snatching the map out of the air and then shivering.
"Could we go down a little? It's kind of cold up here." Ilandere murmured, shoving the map under her belt and circling Dark's neck with her other arm, so as not to shift his balance. Dark nodded, and flew down lower, just above the tree tops, scaring a flock of birds into flying. Ilandere laughed again, shaking her head and then looking at Dark curiously.
"Mind if I ask you a sort of personal question?" Ilandere asked, glancing from Dark's face to the rapidly passing trees. Dark laughed whole heartedly, pleased with the phrasing.
"Of course not! Ask away." He winked at her, which made Ilandere roll her eyes at him and then take on a serious look.
"I was just wondering why you decided you wanted to be captured. I'm sure all trainers will ask their first Bishounen that." Ilandere shrugged as Dark flew to the side of a high tree and then resumed his course, squinting his eyes as the wind blew into them strongly.
"I need goggles," he murmured and then answered her. "Didn't I make that clear earlier? I wanted the perfect girl!" Dark grinned and then nodded his head in the forward direction.
"I think I see a town coming up." Ilandere smiled back and squeezed his neck a little, she had figured she wouldn't get a real answer out of Dark, she'd have to ask Daisuke. Ilandere tugged on a lock of Dark's hair again, smiling politely.
"Do you think we could walk the rest of the way? I don't want to tire little Wiz out." As soon as the words fell from her lips Dark started to lower down, or rather, Wiz made him. Dark sighed as his feet lighted on the ground and frowned as he set down Ilandere. Ilandere straightened her jacket and then turned to find that Dark had turned into Daisuke and Wiz was sitting on his shoulder. Ilandere smiled again and clapped her hands.
"You look so cute!" Ilandere couldn't help but laugh as Daisuke blushed and murmured a 'thank you'. The two began walking towards the direction of the road. Ilandere glanced around her and noticed that the trees were sparser here and didn't create as much shade.
"So, how old are you, Daisuke? I mean, in the series you were fourteen, but... Well, you don't look fourteen." Ilandere explained, reaching up to scratch Wiz's chin again. The rabbit creature squeaked in appreciation, rubbing against her hand like a cat. Daisuke nodded, agreeing that he was older.
"Well, Bishounen don't have exact ages, I don't think. I mean, I know I'm at least as old as you are, but I might be older, not by much, probably a year or two." Daisuke shrugged, rubbing the back of his head as if he was worried she would be annoyed. Ilandere looked ahead of them and could barely spot the stone walls of the next city in the distance.
"No problem, just a thought. Anyway, let's see how far Wiz got us." Ilandere pulled the map from her Bish-belt and unrolled it, her eyebrows furrowing together. She had thought the map was simple paper and had been wondering how useful it would be if the world kept expanding, but the paper was blank. For a moment Ilandere stared at it in amazement, her mouth hanging open. Daisuke came over to stand beside her and then made her jump when he touched her shoulder.
"Ah, sorry, Ilandere! Um, I think this wire here connects to your Dex." Daisuke pointed to a little wire that was barely visible on the top right hand corner. Ilandere pulled out her Dex and had Daisuke hold the blank paper, hooking up the wire to the Dex. The Dex beeped and then the paper rolled into a tiny tube and disappeared into the Dex. Ilandere stared at her Dex in astonishment, her eyebrows raised.
"Geez! Well that was n-" The Dex interrupted her with another beep and then spoke.
Map feature added. Started at Emren City, approaching Zion Town. Ilandere blinked and then tilted her head, the word 'Zion' sounded familiar.
"Zion?" She murmured and then the Dex beeped again.
Zion Town. The area surrounding the SW entrance of Zion Town imitates the Pilot Candidate or Candidate for Goddess anime. Ilandere laughed then and smiled at Daisuke.
"I knew I had heard of Zion before. In my world, the same person who created you and yours, created Pilot Candidate. I was a big fan of her work." Ilandere watched Daisuke's eyes widen with an internal smile, Wiz made a small sound so Ilandere reached over and gently tugged on the rabbit creatures ear.
"Really? Is that why you were okay with me being your Bishounen?" Daisuke asked, truly interested as Ilandere closed the Dex and slipped it back into her pocket. Ilandere smiled again and nodded her head.
"One of the reasons, anyway. I didn't mind saving you from the valley girl either. Okay, off to Zion Town!" Ilandere began walking, Daisuke close behind, looking thoughtful, Wiz curled around Daisuke's shoulders and fell asleep. As they approached Zion Town, Ilandere could see that what she had thought were stone walls were actually made out of some sort of grey metal, like the G.O.A. ships in the anime, she hurried a little, curious, so Daisuke had to lengthen his stride a little to keep up.
"How many series did that creator make?" Daisuke asked after a few minutes, the walls of Zion Town much closer. Ilandere tilted her head as she skipped and then resumed walking.
"Uh, I believe before I left it was seven. She hadn't finished your series, Pilot Candidate or Rizelmine. People were saying that she probably won't finish them, but I always hoped that wasn't the case since she was one of my favorites." Ilandere shrugged and Daisuke looked confused.
"Why didn't she finish them?" He asked seriously, tilting his head away from Wiz's fuzzy ear. Ilandere sighed and shook her head.
"No one really knows, maybe she lost interest in them or has writers block." This seemed to leave a sour taste in Ilandere's mouth, her face crinkled.
"Writers block is evil." She told him seriously, which made Daisuke laugh. Ilandere blinked in surprise, she had never seen Daisuke really laugh.
"Ah, don't think I'm laughing at you, it was just the way you said it." He explained, reverting to his embarressed face. Ilandere shook her head, showing that it was okay.
"No, it's fine. So what should we base our adventure on?" Ilandere asked, turning to look at Daisuke. Suddenly a strong wind snapped up, blowing Ilandere's dark hair into her face. She scrunched her eyes shut, pushing the hair out of her face, looking up at Daisuke when he grabbed onto her arm, his eyebrows drawn together
as he stared at the Zion Town gates.
"What is it?" Ilandere asked, turning to look. Her eyes widened and she took a step back towards Daisuke. He looked down at her, frowning.
"You said you've seen the... uh, Pilot Candidate series. What are those?" Ilandere's eyes turned back to the gate and she cringed and looked up at Daisuke as if she were in trouble.
"Those are the monsters in Pilot Candidate, Victim." Somebody from behind the gate let out a roar of rage as the Victim attacked.
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The half-bishounen had watched them fly away, stamping his feet and muttering to himself. He had been about to tell them the... the words. The prophecy. He supposed it didn't matter, after all, they were only two people, a trainer and a Bishounen. No, it would be much more important for him to be able to tell a town official, somebody who liked to talk, someone big. He began walking down the road, the sun traveling further through the sky. The next city was far away, he wouldn't get there before the dark fell, but it didn't bother him, at least, not much. He wasn't used to being in the sun, it was bright and hurt his eye. He was more used to the darkness of his cave and the twitches and tickles of people coming into the Bish-world. The tickles had faded, he still felt them, but only in his subconcious, somewhere deep inside. Now, what was more important was the poem, no, words. The words and the word that named them together.
Prophecy. It was hard for him to remember the word, harder still for him to say it, he wasn't used to speaking, no, not at all. He hadn't spoke much since his chibi stage and he was a Sama, his tongue was cumbersome and the words still tangled him up, except for those words. The group of words, all together. The half-bishounen grumbled to himself, pulling at his sleeves, his long hair.
"Words," He muttered. "Have to remember the words, group of words." He was mad, and he knew it, he knew that his words didn't make sense, but he had to make them, make sense. To someone, anyone. A town official, a talker, someone big. The half-bishounen screamed in his madness and then went on walking as if nothing had happened. He pulled at his hair, walking along the road, but not in a straight line, darting in and out of the trees shade if he saw a shadow move, a cloud pass over the sun.
"Darkness, want it night. Ahhhh, sun." He growled, trying to hold onto the words, the momentary sanity when he said them. The half-bishounen began muttering the words to himself again, trying to make them, make sense.
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The hold on Ilandere's shoulder grew tighter as her Bishounen watched the Victim attack Zion Town. He was nervous, so much that she could feel it, which didn't help, because she was nervous too. Ilandere tried to take a calming breath, wondering what they should do, after all, she was trainer, wasn't she? Daisuke looked down at her when she shivered, closing her eyes tightly.
"Professor Lana didn't tell you that there were monster options in this world now?" Daisuke asked, to which Ilandere shook her head.
"No, she didn't tell me, but I overhead one of the shop-keepers in BISH-MART talking about it. They said that there were still some glitches though and more often than not now, the monsters would appear even to Trainer's who didn't have the chip or whatever it is. But what bothers me is that I thought they said it only happened out in forests and empty places." Ilandere jumped when a rumble went through her feet from the earth. Daisuke clutched onto her shoulder a little harder.
"What do you think that is?" He yelled above the rumble. Wiz had woken just before the earth started shaking and was curled around Daisuke's neck protectively. For a moment Ilandere was going to shake her head, but then she saw a shadow in the sky. She laughed triumphuntly and pointed upwards.
"Ingrids!" She shouted and within moments the Victim were gone, defeated by trainer's Pilot Candidate Bishounen. When the Ingrids had disappeared and Victim fizzled into nothing, Ilandere smiled up at Daisuke, who's eyes were huge.
"Those are Pilot Candidate Bishounen?" He asked, shocked, but Ilandere shook her head.
"No silly, those are the Ingrids, the Goddess machines of the Pilot Candidate Bishounen. It's like Evangelion, sort of." Ilandere explained, slowly pulling Daisuke towards Zion Town. He shot her a worried look.
"Are we sure we want to go there now? I mean, what if those, uh, Victim, attack when we get there again? Or when we leave?" Daisuke firmly planted his feet and Ilandere sighed.
"Come on scaredy cat, you have Thief powers, which means you're a quick Bishounen and you also have Wiz, he could fly us out of there, right?" Daisuke seemed to think about it, not noticing that Ilandere was slowly moving towards Zion Town. Eventually he sighed and nodded his head, giving up and letting her pull them to the gates. Two guards, who looked rather startled still stood at attention.
"Sorry ma'am, we'll have to ask to see your Dex please." Ilandere, proud that she had a Dex now, pulled out the little contraption and handed it to one of the guards, who quickly looked up her Trainer information and then let her inside. Daisuke relaxed once they were inside and let Ilandere drag him around to look into shops and exclaim over new technology. They ate at a restaraunt but after a while Ilandere was getting tired.
"We should find some sort of Inn and stay here for tonight. Would that be okay?" She asked. Daisuke agreed, holding Wiz in his arms now. Few people were really talkative in Zion Town, which Ilandere found odd, but was satisfied when they found a room with two beds, at a new trainer price. Ilandere set down her things and laid down on the bed, letting out a deep breath and smiling as she stretched a little.
"I'm gonna be sore tomorrow, I just know it." Ilandere murmured, slipping off her shoes as Daisuke sat on his bed. Wiz made his strange little sounds and jumped onto Daisuke's pillow, curling up on it. Ilandere sat up after a moment, rolling her shoulders and looked over to Daisuke.
"So what do you think of me? Just, as your trainer and everything, so far anyway." Ilandere asked. Daisuke looked a little uncomfortable, shrugging slightly.
"Uh, well, you're really nice and a lot better than that, um, valley girl would have been. And you're not someone crazy who keeps their Bishie inside of a Bish-ball all the time." Daisuke still appeared uncomfortable, so Ilandere just smiled and accepted it, grabbing the capsule case from her bag, opening it and selecting the closet capsule. She threw it down and jumped back as it sprang up. Ilandere frowned a little as she dug through the contents and finally pulled out some pajamas that were a tad too big. She sighed, but it would have to do.
"Just a second, going to change." Ilandere went into the bathroom and closed the door, it only took her a minute before she came back out and put the clothes she had been wearing into the closet and then turned it back into a capsule. She laughed, delighted and smiled at Daisuke.
"Those things are just awesome. Aw, I'll probably need to buy you some clothes, huh? We'll do that tomorrow." Daisuke blinked and then agreed as Ilandere got into her bed. She smiled at him and then covered a yawn.
"You can take a shower or stay up, whatever you'd like." She murmured, yawning again and burying her face in the pillow.
"Okay, I'll uh, take a shower then." Daisuke told her, opening the bathroom door.
"G'night Daisuke, thanks for being my Bishounen." Ilandere said sleepily. Daisuke stopped and turned to say goodnight back, but Ilandere never heard it, she had fallen asleep.
Authors Notes: Some stuff about the first chapter: I have never been to an Internet Cafe, so I really don't know what one is like, though that was how I imagined it to be, just to let you know. I live in a small town (just like Ilandere did, but unlike her, I never dreampt of moving to a big city, I'm happy where I am.) Okay, done with chapter one stuff. Yes, I'm a Yukiru Sugisaki fan (though many people don't like Pilot Candidate) and I couldn't help but add some stuff about her works in there. And my little half-bishie prophet, what do you think of him? Who exactly he's a half-bishie of I'll reveal later on, so for now I'll have to leave you guessing.
Okay, thats all, working on the next chapter soon! Review please!