The "Perfect" Future

What if takemichi had finally managed to save his friends from a forsaken and horrid future? Suddenly disappearing like air as if he ever ceased to exist.

Everyone of the people he saved went looking for him and never gave up on finding their 'hero'. What if in the distant future they were finally face to face with him but wasn't the person they ought him to be anymore?

A man in a nice black suit sitting in a chair with neatly and well kept pitch black hair, cigarettes in his right hand smoking with no care in the world as he was holding a gun on the other. This was certainly the last thing his 'friends' have ever imagined him to look like after several years.

"Nice future isn't it?"

The black haired man said eerily as he gave them a sickeningly sweet smile that sent shivers down their spines. Just who in the world did they fell in love with?

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Aside from the scenes showed in the anime and manga, all plots and occurrence in this story belongs to the author(me).