Mission

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Two years pass by in a blur. I don't really care about keeping track of the date. Nothing matters anymore. The only reason I know it's been two years is because Sensei likes to ramble about that kind of thing. He's excited by how far I've come. I've still been training with him, even though he said I didn't need to. I just like fighting in general.

Then comes the day I'm called into the Headmaster's office. I stride in, looking around disinterestedly. "You wanted to see me, Headmaster?"

"Yes. I have a mission for you," he says in his deep, rough voice. "But before that, I need something from you." He stands and moves over to me.

"And what's that?"

"Your hair."

I raise my eyebrows. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's troublesome. I want you to get it cut."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I like my hair this long."

"It makes you look like a girl! And it could get you killed in a fight if it gets caught on something! You don't have a choice anyway." He shoves me in a chair, tying me down. He yanks the tie from my hair, throwing it on the ground. He pulls scissors from his kimono and I can hear them snapping as he cuts my hair. I watch my beautiful locks falling down around me. It took me so long to grow that out. Finally he finishes and lets me go. I look in the mirror and immediately hate it. I look terrible with short hair, nothing like myself.

"That's better. Now, about your mission." I listen intently, then leave. He's finally trusting me to go on a mission by myself. I won't mess this up, not as if I could. It's such a low level demon, even the weakest Warrior wouldn't have much trouble with it. But, it's still a demon and it needs to die. So I'll do my duty, as is expected of me.

It's not hard to find the demon. It's not good enough to conceal its essence, so I can easily sense it, and it's leaving a trail of bodies behind it. I glance at the bodies, barely checking to see if anyone's alive. Even if they were, I don't have time to deal with them. I need to kill the thing wreaking all this havoc first. Then, maybe I'll call an ambulance. This duty isn't about saving people. It's about killing those things.

I enter my Spirit Form. It's so easy now. I can't believe I used to struggle with it. Now, my Form and myself are so in tune. We're like one even when I'm in my normal form. My five foot long katana appears in my hand. Carelessly, I slash at the demon. Before it can even register my presence, it turns to dust. The woman it had falls to the ground. She's alive, but only barely. Tonelessly, I call an ambulance before walking away. They'll deal with her and she'll either live or she won't. It doesn't matter to me.

I shake my head as I walk, still not used to having short hair. I falls just beyond my jawline now. I don't like it. If I could, I'd give the Headmaster a piece of my mind for daring to touch my hair. Nobody gets to without my permission. And to cut most of it off, that's even worse. I'll never forgive him for that, or for what he's done to me. Even though I don't feel anything anymore, I still think he'll pay for everything he's done at this school. Fate will intervene eventually and he won't get away. Oh yes, he'll regret everything he's ever done by the end. And, if I have to take justice into my own hands, I will.

I was wrong about one thing, it seems. I do feel something, but it's muted. I feel anger, but it seems muffled. Whatever. I'll make him pay, but I'll bide my time. I need the perfect plan first. I've got plenty of time for that. I don't think he has any family that I could torture. Even if he did, would he care? That's the question. I need to find something he cares about so I can take it away. I cared about my heart and he didn't just take it away, he tore it to shreds first. Not just him, but Sensei too. I'll make them pay. I'll make them all pay.

That's when I realize that I left my ribbon in his office. I won't really need it now, but it's the one that used to be Yoji's. Plus, it was the one that Suguru fixed for me. Besides, I can still tie up what little hair I have left. I need to get it back, but the question is how. I can't exactly sneak in there, he's not that careless. That's another plan I'll have to come up with. Oh well, at least they'll occupy my mind for a while. I get bored here so easily, one of the main reasons I still train. 

I look at the stars in the night sky. I love the night. It's as black as my heart now. But then, I always liked the dark. The dark is the horrible truth while light is a beautiful lie. That's the same with life and death. I'd prefer the truth over any kind of lie. No matter how bad, I'd rather know the truth than be lied to. That's why, even after all this time, I want to leave this school. I'm sick of the lies they tell. Nobody knows the truth about the academy, but I'll make sure it leaks out. Nobody else will ever be lied to by that Headmaster. That's how I'll break him. I'll make him watch his world crumble down around him when everyone realizes what a psychopath he is.

I smile to myself. Well, one plan down and one to go. I'll escape and he'll never catch me. After all, I'm pretty fast. If he does catch me, I'll make sure I make the chase long and interesting. I'll make him work for it. I'll deceive him just like he did me. I'll make him think I'm playing along with his craziness, but that's when I'll slap him in the face. When he trusts me the most, I'll sweep the rug out from under him. He'll feel what's it like to be at the bottom, looking up into a cruel smiling face. I'll get my revenge on them all. With that image in my mind, I laugh maniacally into the night air.

A/N: Another chapter down, my lovely cookies. What do you think's gonna happen now? I'd like to hear your theories. Do you think Akihito will return to his normal self? Do you think he'll be able to escape? And will he think only of revenge? What about his friends, whom he'd promised to return to? I guess we'll find out later on! ;P

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