Author's Note: These side stories will alternate between Sora and Konami. Each one will be giving you all a glimpse of one another's past. Hope you enjoy the story.
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Sora walked silently through the crowded streets of the large city. It has been a few hours since she had entered the United States. There weren't any assignments that she needed to do, so it was nothing more than walking around aimlessly until she decided to turn in for the day. She could of course always go sightseeing but the regular tourist in her was absent for the day thanks to some recent events. Not that it would stop her from trying again a bit later when she felt better.
It was getting too crowded in the streets after a while, so Sora retreated to an alleyway. As she walked deeper he heard soft footsteps heading her way.
"Look out!" someone cried. Sora turned around but by that time it was too late. They ran into whoever it was, knocking Sora to the ground. They ended up landing in an awkward position. Which involved the person who ran into Sora on top of her.
"Ow... are you alright-?" Sora started as she looked up at them. It was a boy with messy black hair with red tips, a plain face except for the number fifteen tattooed on his left cheek. One of his eyes was violet while the other was green, and he wore a large shackle around his neck.
"Jyugo?" Sora asked confused. Jyugo tilted his head sideways and something seemed to strike him as well, "Sora!"
"It's been some time," Sora said gleefully sitting up, "How's it going?"
"F-fine," Jyugo stammered still surprised.
It was silent for a few seconds when Sora bluntly asked with a smile, "So are you going to get off of me, or do you prefer this position?"
Jyugo blushed as he quickly threw himself off Sora, "Can you at least act disturbed!?" he exclaimed avoiding eye contact with Sora.
"The only thing that seemed off was the fact that you were technically dominate-"
"Screw you!" Jyugo yelled trying to hit her.
Sora caught his wrist still smiling at him. She started to examine Juygo's attire. A black and white striped jumpsuit? she thought.
"So you were running from the police?" Sora asked.
"STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL!" Sora looked towards the direction Jyugo was running from.
"You outran the police officers?" Sora asked looking surprised, "I guess the system is losing its edge..."
"How are you so calm!?" Jyugo yelled back as the police started to advance on him, about five of them at once.
"I guess that's our cue," Sora said jumping up and dragging Jyugo down an alleyway. Still clutching Jyugo's wrist she made several twists and turns but the officers still pursued them. "You alright back there?" Sora turned her head back to check on him.
Jyugo was clutching his stomach, he was practically being dragged by Sora. "Oh right, I forgot your endurance and stamina were way below average," Sora said to Jyugo.
"Shut.... up....!" Jyugo choked trying to catch his breath before tripping over nothing. He waved in the air for a moment before as he yelled out for Sora as the police started to pull out their guns.
"Just hang on for a while longer," Sora assured as she took another sharp turn down an alleyway.
"The convict should be here somewhere! Don't lose him! Capture the one that he was with, they must be working together!"
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Nanba's Female Prisoner
Fanfiction[UNDER HEAVY EDITING AND REWRITING] Nanba prison is the most elite prison facility in Japan. No prisoner has ever escaped from there. Nanba prison has the most elite guards and the toughest security systems. The majority of the population there is...
