Accidental Reverse

Chapter 39

Welcome back to Accidental Reverse! We're reaching the end of Arc 3 now, just a few more chapters!

I'll be honest, I don't really like this chapter. It's boring. It's an intermediate chapter that had to happen after the cliffhanger last time to further develop the plot, but nothing really happens here - fortunately, I believe next chapter will be more interesting again, so look forward to that!

Hope you still enjoy this chapter!

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Accidental Reverse Arc 3

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Shuu, previously meditating and now finding himself left free of his previous tension, watches the strange, young brunet seating cross-legged on the grass. They're hidden far between the trees of the island, where Fifth Sector does not dare go and outsiders would lose their way if they ever tried to pass through without guidance.

Never before has he shown anyone the way here.

The trees rise high into the sky, casting shadows over the ground. There's an air of ancient stillness around them, only animals and the wind breaking the peace here.

Taking in the child's features, Shuu hums a soft song underneath his breath. A small bird curiously lands on the grass a few feet away from them.

He has never brought outsiders to the sacred pathways of the island, not in all the time he's been here. He never imagined he would, not even if it was someone he knew their entire life.

And yet, within hours, this child has seen more than any Fifth Sector agents posted here.

As his song continues, the bird is lured closer. Shuu gazes at it with a slight smile, stretching out his hand to it. Only hesitating for a moment, the small animal hops onto his finger and he raises it so that it is at eye height with him.

There is something in the back of his mind.

He has always honed his senses, sharp and accurate as they are; so much so, that his team sometimes jokes about foresight.

Now it tells him that he knows this strange child, even though he never forgets a face. Plain as he might be at first glance, just like any other teenager, he would remember meeting someone this mystifying.

But he hasn't.

Shuu hums the last notes of his song, stroking the bird's feathers with his other hands. Every moment, he finds himself expecting... things. Reactions he should not be able to anticipate this early in their acquaintance, the ability to read the brunet's emotions from his face when it should, by all means, be blank to him.

And that sense of familiarity he should not have.

Then there are Tenma's own words.

You remember, he'd said.

As if he should know something. As if they hold shared memories.

His humming fades away and the bird leaves its perch. Shuu watches it disappear into the trees, the tranquillity of his ancient surroundings leaving him calm like it always does.

That tranquillity, however, is roughly broken when his instincts scream.

Immediately the captain is on his feet, twisting to stare wide-eyed at his companion.

Tenma's face is scrunched up, sweat beading on his forehead, and yet he does not wake from his meditation. That alone is a sign something is amiss; but it is nothing in comparison to the aura of energy surrounding him.