Oumasai Oneshots

(Alien!Ouma x Saihara) Trying To Understand (Part 1)

(For Pixel_Sapphire. Sorry I have to make this a 2-parter because Alien!Ouma needs more than two days to fall in love with Shumai. Next part will come out next week.)

Saihara was driving home from work, tired. He was pretty exhausted after interrogating the suspect, a girl that killed many patients using overdoses. She kept babbling about despair and the one. Turns out she had some sort of 'Despair Disease' which to Saihara, sounded like something made-up...

Shuichi yawned as he rode. Shuichi lived in a small house away from the big city. He really hated cities because he felt they were overcrowded and noisy, which is exactly why he decided to live in a little town, with not many people walking around. Today was also a typical, normal quiet night...

...not.

Saihara was immediately startled awake at the sound of an explosion. The road was completely empty so it couldn't have been a car crash somewhere ahead, it couldn't be lightning either seeing as there was no storm coming. The sky was clear. He stopped and pulled over curiously. Saihara had always been a bit too nosey. He looked around hoping to find the source of the sound. After a minute of walking just as he was about to give up when he saw something large and metal which was glowing slightly purple in the distance. Interested, he went up to the pile of rubble in the distance.

He stopped when he noticed a figure step out of the ship. Shuichi's eyes widened and he quickly hid behind a huge boulder. Whatever that thing was, it wasn't human. It had two small glowing antennas sticking out of its head and two unnatural purple eyes with no pupils, irises or sclera. It had purple hair and otherwise normal-looking skin. It was wearing some kind of white uniform and had some weird device in his hands.

"Work, c'mon work! I need to contact the Authority to let them know of my ship's crash!" he or at least Shuichi assumed it was a he, yelled out frustrated. "Speaking of which, cut wires and smoke coming from the engine don't mean anything good. It doesn't look like it can be fixed but I wonder if any part of it is salvageable to fix the communication cube..." He said with a sigh "Because currently, all that seems to be functioning is the recorder modification." he said pulling out a device that looked like a laser pointer, tapping the button on the top of it, turning it on. And at that very moment Saihara cursed himself for existing because in the most inappropriate time ever, he sneezed. The alien seemed to have heard him and turned around in his direction.

"I suspect the presence of another lifeform in close proximity to my location..." He closed his eyes and his antennas seemed to sparkle a bit. He started walking in Saihara's direction. Saihara froze and simply stared as the alien approached him. When the alien saw him, he gave him the same analyzing look like Saihara gave him before.

"You're one of the residents of this planet...humans correct?" he asked curiously. Shuichi nodded. "What is a human such as yourself doing here?" he asked. "I was wondering about the explosion and found you here." Shuichi spoke trying to remain calm. If the alien was trying to kill him, he'd done it by now.

"I'm afraid I have to neutralize you. I cannot leave any traces of my existence."

...Nevermind

"No please! Don't hurt on me! I-I... I can help you repair your ship!" Saihara said panicked. The alien stopped blinking a few times. "Perhaps your planet has the resources necessary to repair the communication cube...but If so I'll need your help. I'll spare your life if you follow my demands." he said coldly. Shuichi nodded. "Okay...that's a fair deal." he said. "Good. If you're gonna be working for me an introduction is only appropriate. What's your number lifeform?" he asked.

This confused Saihara. "My number...?" Saihara asked confused. "Yes! A number is what people call you as well as your rank! Depending on what's your number, you have a different rank which all have their own privileges." he explained quite irritated "For example, I'm 5317 and I'm an inventor of the Odacova, Pantanoid's space program!" he said quite proudly.