Pre-chapter notes:
If you don't want to read the first part, with a few dialogue changes, of the fight between Index and Touma + Stiyl & Kanzaki, skip to the next part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index and all credit for this series goes to its creator Kazuma Kamachi.
A ray of light blasted brightly attacking a certain spiky haired boy.
Dragon Breath, a spell that took its name from one of Jesus' last sayings as he was crucified on the Cross of Golgotha.
The spell was coming from something or more someone, a girl to be precise. Index, the young nun that was burdened of carrying 103,000 grimoires inside her head.
The spiky haired boy, Kamijou Touma, was currently battling against the power of all 103,000 grimoires in a fight to free this girl from the curse of having her memories being erased on a yearly scale.
The boy's feet, planted firmly on the tatami mat underneath them, began to get pushed backwards and his right hand felt as if it would've flown off from the intense pressure.
Imagine Breaker, the unknown power that has dwelled inside the boy's right hand ever since he was born. It had the power to negate any supernatural power whatsoever, as long as it came into contact with said right hand. In fact, even a blessing from the Almighty God would easily cancel out and bring nothing but misfortune everywhere he walked. But even so, that didn't stop him from helping those in need. Kamijou wasn't the type of person who would just easily ignore a cry for help. That's what he did, and right now, at this very moment, there was someone who needed his help the most.
Kamijou grabbed his right wrist with his left empty hand. He could feel a blazing pain searing into his right hand. The magic attack was eating into it. Imagine Breaker couldn't negate it fast enough. The pillar of light launched at him was nearing inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. The power of the pillar was something else. But something seemed wrong. It was TOO powerful. It might have been that Index was using the power from more than 1 grimoire in order to annihilate her target quicker. Each of the 103,000 books in her head had its own unique recipe for death. The output of that power could easily overwhelm Kamijou. He had to finish this battle quickly.
Unexpectedly, Kamijou heard noise coming from the other side of the apartment.
'Really? They only now notice something was wrong?' Kamijou asked in confusion.
The door slammed open and two magicians charged into the room.
"Damn it, what're you doing?" The tall red-haired magician, Stiyl yelled. "You're still struggling in…!?" He caught his breath in his throat as if punched in the back.
The sight of the pillar of light and Index was almost enough to make his heart stop.
The other magician, Kanzaki Kaori, who seemed so superior and powerful back when she fought Touma, looked utterly horrified at the scene portrayed in front of her.
"D-Dragon Breath? That's impossible. How is she able to use magic?!"
Kamijou overheard the question though he did not turn around. Well, it's not like he could anyway. He just couldn't take his eyes off the girl in front of him.
"Hey, do you know what this thing is?" He yelled back at them, keeping his sight on Index. "Its weakness!? What it's made of!? What do I do? Please hurry and explain from beginning to end!"
"…But…but…what is?"
"DAMN, you piss me off! Can't you see!? If Index can use magic, it means that Church of yours is lying to you!" Kamijou shouted while still trying to negate the pillar of light. "AND, they also lied about Index having to get her memories erased every year! The Church was the one limiting her. So if I negate THIS thing, you don't have to worry about her memories being erased!"
Kamijou's feet were getting pushed back more and more.
The pillar's power hellishly doubled as if to rip up his toes that were dug into the tatami mat.
"Just calm down! Calm down and think about this rationally! Would the people who created this sick system behind Index would just open up and simply tell their subordinates the truth about this situation!? Look up and face the reality in front of you! ASK INDEX HERSELF IF YOU WANT!"
The two magicians only stared blankly at Index who stood beyond the black cracks.
"St. George's Sanctuary is showing no effect against the intruder. Switching to another spell and continuing destruction of intruder to protect the collar."
After hearing that, the magicians knew that was clearly not the Index they knew, but one the Church had not told them about.
"…"
For an instant-but just an instant- Stiyl grit his teeth so hard it seemed like they could crack.
"Fortis931!" He exclaimed loudly.
Hundreds, if not Thousands, of cards flew from within his black robes. Cards carved with flames runes spiraled around like a tornado and, in no time, covered the surrounding walls, ceiling and floor without leaving a gap.
Although, this was not an act to save Kamijou. His aim, his effort was to save the girl called Index. Stiyl pressed his hand against his back.
"I do not need vague possibilities. If I couldn't erase her memories, I can save her life now. I will kill anyone to accomplish that. I will destroy anything! That's what I decided long ago."
Kamijou's feet that have been sliding back more and more have suddenly stopped. Something unbelievable caused the tatami mats under his feet to creak horribly.
"Right now? I don't care about that. Just screw that. I don't need reasons or logic! Magicians, answer me this!" Kamijou inhaled deeply before…
"DO YOU WANT TO SAVE INDEX OR NOT!?"
A simple question, but that one question was enough to make the magicians stop breathing.
"You've waited for this the whole time, right!? Waiting for a solution where you could save Index without making her your enemy, right?! This is the kind of wonderful happy ending everyone wants where everyone is happy!"
Kamijou heard an unpleasant noise coming from his right wrist as he continued to force it against the pillar. But even so, he did not give up.
"This is what you longed for isn't it? You aren't filling in until the hero shows up! You're not buying time for the main character! There's no one else! Didn't you swear to save this girl with your own two hands!?"
A slit of red blood ran down the boy's cracked index fingernail. But still, he did not falter.
"You've wanted to be the heroes, right!? To become the kind of magicians you'd find in picture books and movies that risk their lives to save the girl, right!? Then it's NOT over! It didn't even start yet! Don't despair just because the boring, hard, prologue was too long!"
The magicians' voices were completely silenced.
Kamijou wouldn't give up. What did those magicians see him as?
"If you can stretch your hand out, you can reach it. Just hurry and do it already! Magicians!"
More cracking was heard in Kamijou's pinky.
The pillar of light pushed with tremendous force and bent his finger at an unnatural angle. His right hand was finally knocked away, backwards. He was now completely defenseless.
The deadly pillar of light was rushing at the unguarded boy when…
"…Salvare000!"
… He heard a yell from Kanzaki an instant before it struck his face.
It wasn't Japanese. He had never heard a word like that before. Although, he had heard a similar name called before. With Stiyl at his dorm. He said it was the name he must give when he used magic. His magic name.
The magician's approximately two meter long Japanese sword sliced through the air. The 7 wire Nanasen attack flew towards Index at speeds that could slice sound. But, it was not aimed at Index.
The attack tore the mat at Index's feet, making her lose her footing and fall backwards.
The pillar of light that was previously aimed at Kamijou now missed its target by miles.
As if it was a giant sword being sliced through the wall and ceiling of the apartment and even the silent clouds of the night sky. Actually, it was so big, it might have sliced through a satellite outside the atmosphere.
Everything around the room has been violently eradicated.
Portions that had been destroyed floated down as feathers of light that were as pure the color as the pillar of light. Kamijou had no idea what they were or what they could do.
"They are the same as Dragon Breath, the strike of the legendary dragon of St. George! Whatever power they posses, I double it wouldn't have any serious consequences if the human body came into contact with them!"
Having heed Kanzaki's warning and been freed from the wrath of the pillar of light, Kamijou rushed towards Index as she lay collapsed.
But before he could, she turned her head.
The pillar of light swung back down, once more slicing the night sky.
Kamijou was going to get caught again!
"Innocentius!"
A spiral of flames appeared in front of Kamijou.
The massive flame took the form of a person (or more correctly its skeletal figure) and spread out its arms to act as a shield against the pillar of light.
"Go, Esper!" Stiyl shouted. "Her limit's already been passed! If you want to do this, don't waste even a second!"
Kamijou didn't respond with words or ever turn around.
Before he could, he ran around the massive flame and light towards Index.
Kamijou ran. He ran faster and faster!
"Warning: Chapter 6, Verse 13. New enemy confirmed. Changing combat considerations. Initiating battle scan… Battle scan complete. Focus on destruction of most dangerous threat Kamijou Touma."
Index turned and aimed for Kamijou.
However, the giant flame beast moved to protect Kamijou. The light and flames continued to ram each other in an extended conflict of destruction and regeneration.
Kamijou ran to the defenseless Index
Closer
Closer
Closer!
Closer!
"Look out! Above you!" Kanzaki yelled with a voice that pierced everything.
Kamijou was close enough to reach the magic circles on Index's face. Without stopping, he looked up to the ceiling.
The feathers of light…
The few that were created from that moment before ( got lazy here) were slowly floating down. They were far down enough for it to reach about Kamijou's head.
Even though he knew nothing about magic, he could still tell touching one of those things would be disastrous.
"Warning: Chapter 22, Verse 1. Analysis of flame spell succeeded. It is confirmed to be a distorted Christian motif described with runes. Adding in anti-Christian spells… Spells 1,2,and 3. Twelve seconds until complete activation of Eli Eli Lema Sabachthani."
The pillar of light turned from pure white to deep crimson.
Innocentius's regeneration speed noticeably slowed and the pillar pushed forward.
The dozens of feathers floated above the single, controlled girl at his feet whose every feeling was being used.
It was an easy question of whom or not to save.
Though the answer was obvious.
Kamijou Touma wasn't randomly swinging his hand for his sake. He's been fighting the magicians this whole time to save that girl.
'Ok God, if this whole world, story, is moving according to your system…'
Kamijou opened his right hand agape.
'…then Let me Destroy That Illusion!'
Kamijou swung his right hand down onto the large magic circles and the black cracks produced by them. He easily tore them apart.
"Warning: Final… Chapter, Verse Zero… Collar received fatal… damage… Regeneration… impossible… gone."
The monotonous voice that was coming from Index finally quieted.
The pillar of light and the magic circles disappeared.
Kamijou finally relaxed his guard when…
One of the feathers of light dropped on Kamijou Touma's head.
At that moment, he could not feel anything. He thought he heard a scream of terror.
As if hit in the head with a rock, all his strength fled from his body.
Kamijou fell down and covered Index who was still collapsed on the floor.
As if he guarded her from the falling feathers of light. The many feathers fell onto his body.
His body was lifeless. Not even a smile was seen on the boy's injured face.
On that night, Kamijou Touma "died".
An empty black space.
There was no light anywhere.
Darkness covered the entire field.
"…"
A lone figure floated about in the lone dark space. Its body glowed a faint white light, enough to be seen from about anywhere in the dark space.
"…"
The figure, although faceless, was distinct and could easily be determined who it was.
The boy who was thought to be "dead" was simply floating in the accumulated mass of darkness unable to do anything but accept the consequence of his decision.
"…"
The faceless boy was unable to speak. Every time he tried, no noise came out from the mouth that wasn't there.
"…"
"…"
"…"
He finally gave up with trying to speak and decided to wait peacefully for something to happen.
…
…
It was really quiet…
…
…
…and irritatingly peaceful.
…
…
"Heheh…"
The sound of deep, muffled laughing could be heard by the boy. Although he did not seemed to be surprised by it. Almost as if he was expecting something such as this.
"… So, you finally accomplished something stupid enough to get you to here. Frankly, I'm not surprised. Your whole life is just about you trying to be a hero who ends up always in the greater than worst case scenario."
The boy's lifeless, floating body stared in the only direction it could and continued listening to the ranting of the unknown deep voice.
Unexpectedly, a massive figure even darker than the pitch black background appeared in the lifeless boy's field of vision. It took the form of an unknown creature with large Dragonic wings.
Its large head weighed down towards the lifeless boy. It stared at him with its intense, bloody red eyes.
"You even always blame me for all the misfortunate things that happen to you. I mean come on. What if all this bad luck is just your own?"
The lifeless boy did not move or say a word.
"Well, I guess I can take some of the blame for ruining your life some. Hehe."
The massive figure moved around the lifeless boy's body ever so freely.
"Come ooooooooonnnnnnnnnn. Can't you say something? Or at least move a little so I can tease you some more." The massive figure moaned greatly.
"…"
The lifeless boy did not speak.
*Sigh*. "This is no fun."
The massive figure shifted back to his original position in front of the lifeless boy. The figure's once bloody red eyes that would have instantly instilled fear into any normal person who looked directly into them, suddenly became calm as if a bored person suddenly ran out of stuff to complain about and so decided to just take a nap.
"So, you're dying."
"…"
"I'd enjoy it if you would just pass on already so I can also continue, but it's just not that simple. Whenever the current user dies, my power drops significantly. Causing this "Imagine Breaker" to manifest itself as a seal and lock me away in the area my power is strongest. For you it's that arm of yours."
The lifeless boy slowly turned his head to look down at his 'special arm.'
"I don't feel like going through all that now. So, I'm gonna be awesome and let you live a while longer."
The lifeless boy slowly reverted his head to its original position.
"But be warned. You might come out a liiiittle differently. Do you want to proceed with this?"
"…"
"Huh? What was that, I couldn't hear ya?"
"…"
"Speak louder."
"…"
"Nah I'm just playing with ya. I don't give a shit about your answer anyway. I'd do it even if you could decline."
"…"
"Anyway, hold still, and don't flinch."
The massive figure moved back.
A large line began forming near the bloody eyes higher up on his figure. What seemed to look like sharp teeth and fangs grew out of the top and bottom edges of the line. The large line then split into two as if a giant mouth was opening.
Actually, it WAS a giant mouth. Everything inside the figure's mouth was barely visible but OBVIOUSLY closer to the lifeless boy's floating body.
As soon the boy's body was far enough into the mouth…
*CHOMP*
The massive figure's mouth violently closed tearing through the pitch black space leaving, what seemed to be various dimensional cracks all over.
"Hmpf."
…Was the last thing the massive figure said before disappearing into the pitch black nothingness leaving only a few warped cracks that look as if it was broken glass.
There was no longer any entity in the black nothingness.
Everyone and Everything was gone.
…
Light appeared
Two pairs of eyelids opened to what seemed to be a room.
The room was well lit with the sunshine coming through the window on the left.
The person was sitting in what seemed to be a hospital bed.
"H-huh?" The person quietly asked himself.
The boy, Kamijou Touma , was sitting in a hospital room for reasons he did not know.
The door all the way on the right side of the room opened.
A few moments ago
"Well good news is it seems it was nothing." He took the closest swivel chair in and sat in it. His face resembled that of a frog, something he was well aware of. He was talking to a certain nun in the hall right outside the room of Kamijou Touma.
The nun, Index, wondered why she was alone with this scientist, for she found scientists to be odd even compared to magicians.
"I don't really enjoy speaking to people who aren't my patients so I'll ask you just one question. Why chose my hospital?"
Index didn't even know the answer to that.
She didn't want her enemies, the magicians, to tell her about her yearly memory wipe or how the spiky haired boy had saved her that night.
"Three people without an I.D. is a real surprise. Also an unknown beam shot one of our satellites last night. That's left Judgment busy."
Index and most likely the other two magicians were most likely the ones without an I.D. Even though she was chased by them, they easily took her to the hospital then disappeared without a trace.
"That letter you have is from them isn't it?"
With an irritated look Index ripped open the letter for the boy.
It read…
I have no time for simple greetings so I'm skipping it.
Are you happy you bastard, you did it. I'd say more but the amount of trees in the world is nowhere near enough for me to completely write out all my emotions. So for now, I'll finish it there.
The letter went on for 8 pages the same as that. Just almost useless commentary information to the young nun reading it. As she read and finished each page, she crumpled and threw them on the floor, much to the irritation of the frog-faced doctor, who could just stand there and do nothing.
The ninth and final page…
I do have some responsibility of what happened and to explain the girl and her circumstances. But do not get the wrong idea. I have no intention of becoming your friend.
We do not trust you scientists, so we looked over her before taking her to see the doctors, but she seemed to be fine. The higher ups in the Anglican Church want to retrieve her quickly due to her collar being removed, but we'll wait and see how things turn out. Even though, I personally cannot stand to see you with her any longer.
Her John's Pen has been destroyed so it might be possible for her to use magic on her own now. If that is so, we must reorganize our strength.
(Also, this does not mean we have given up and giving her to you freely. When we have the proper information and materials, we plan to come back and retrieve her from you. But I dislike catching people off guard so prepare yourself for us.)
P.S. This letter will self destruct when read. Even if you know our truth, making that bet without consulting us shall not go unpunished. I hope this letter blows off a finger or two of yours.
At the end of the letter, a rune was engraved in the paper.
As soon as index frantically threw the letter, it exploded into many pieces of burnt scrap with a popping sound.
"Those are some crazy friends of yours. Was it soaked in liquid explosives?"
Index found the doctor a little crazy, seeing that the explosion did not surprise him. But, Index seemed numbered over too. No other thoughts entered her mind. So, she decided to do what she went there to do in the first place.
"If you would want to meet up with that boy, it'd be best to meet him directly… or so I'd want to say." The frog-faced doctor was really enjoying himself.
"It'd be rude to receive the shock before the boy himself, so how about a quick lesson first?"
Present time
Kamijou Touma was sitting in a hospital bed when he heard two knocks on the door.
"Yes?" He responded.
A hand could be seen at the door, but it didn't seem to want to open it. It was like that for awhile, until the door finally it did, though it jerked a bit. The door opened revealing a pretty, young nun.
The boy in the room quickly looked at her then back out the window.
Index could not find the correct words to say to the living boy sitting only a few feet from her. That alone almost brought her to tears. She wanted to jump into the boy's arms and tear up but at the same time, wanted to bite him for being so reckless.
The room was quiet for awhile. Then Kamijou decided to speak up.
"Hey…" The boy called out
"U-ummm, y-yes?" Index answered in the most polite and really cute tone.
The boy turned his head to face the young nun.
Index noticed something. Something she hasn't seen, or at least noticed, on him before.
His once pure black spiky hair was still spiky and black but, it had two new separate strips of different colored hair coming from the center of his head down two of his bands on the left and right sides in front of his face.
One the left was a light blue color, that if you looked closely seemed to be glowing, but just reflected the bright sunlight coming from the window.
On the right was a dark red color that counteracted with the bright blue color on the other side of his hair.
"… If you came to see me…"
The young nun gulped in anticipation.
"…can you make it quick? I was just having the best dream and I want to see if I can continue it before it's too late." The boy said with the most happy-go-lucky face that could probably piss someone off.
"Huh?" The nun replied with a confused look.
*Flashback*
-This was not exactly amnesia, but more likely memory destruction.
*Flashback end*
The words the doctor told Index floated about in her mind.
*Flashback*
-He did not just "forget" his memories. The brain cells were physically destroyed. But I really cannot figure how something so insane like this could happen.
*Flashback end*
"…"
Index looked at the unusual Touma with sad, confused eyes.
Unimaginable damage was dealt to the boy's brain due to the forced overuse of the boy's powers and attack of light Index herself had fired off. (Or she heard).
She thought recovery magic would be able to help the boy, same as it helped her with her sliced back, but Imagine Breaker would get in the way. Even if they applied it, his right hand would negate it every time.
"H-hey! You listening?"
"…"
"Yo! Girl!"
"!" Index snapped back up.
"You ok? You look really sad. Why are you sad, even though I don't really care."
That last part broke something, something inside index. But she forced down the feeling of crying.
"I'm perfectly fine. Of course I'm fine."
The boy quizzically stared at index before accepting her response and went to look out the window again.
"D-do…"
"Hmm?" The boy turned back to her.
"D-don't you remember?" The nun said under her breath.
"Huh?"
"I-I said. Don't you remember?!" She asked with a louder sound.
"Remember? Remember what?"
"T-Touma." She wanted to cry a lot. "Remember! We met on your dorm balcony."
"A-a balcony?" The boy questioned under his breath confused.
"Touma, you don't remember? You destroyed my Walking Church with your right hand." She said pointing to the robes she wore.
'W-Walking Church? The clothes she's wearing? WAIT, YOU MEAN LIKE TORE THEM OFF!? D-did I assault her. That's not cool.' The boy thought to himself.
"… Touma, you don't remember? You fought magicians for me."
'Magicians?'
"Touma, you don't remember?"
Index felt like she couldn't continue to speak. But still…
"Touma,…"
"Hey wait." The boy warned quietly
"Touma, you don't remember?"
"P-please wait."
"Your friend, Index…" Tears started falling from her eyes." … Index, loved you."
'GUWHAA' The boy gasped.
"Touma, you idiot! Why, Why don't you remember!?"
The girl's tears ran out more and more. She ran towards the boy and jumped onto him knocking him onto his back.
Kamijou Touma could only witness the sadness emitting from her and tears running down her pure white cheeks.
"P-..." But… "Please Get off of Me!"
With the strength he had, he picked up the small girl from his body and placed her on the side of the bed next to him, simultaneously jumping out of it and the side.
He placed his left hand in front of her face to signal she stop.
"H-Hugh." He was breathing heavily
"I said please wait."
Index looked at the boy intently with tears still running out from her shiny green eyes.
"You'll have to slow down with all this information. I'm still recovering. You can't tell me so much all at once! I don't understand!"
"B-but" sniff "Touma…"
This spiky haired boy walked over and gave the crying girl a large hug.
"H-huh!?" The girl could only be surprised.
"Yes I know. I know I've lost my memories. I know I can't get them back. I know I can't remember your or anyone else, but, BUT…"
"?" The small girl waited for him to say something, something that would make her more comfortable.
But the spiky haired boy let go of Index and moved back a bit.
"I-I don't know what to say. Can you help me out here."
In that moment, Index instantly stopped crying and gave Touma a blank stare.
"Hhhmmmmm? Oh I got it!... no, I can't say that."
The spiky haired boy continued to ponder about what to say.
Index on the other hand was still staring blankly at the idiot trying to find his correct words.
"Aahhh!... N-no."
"Heh…"
The small nun let out a little laugh inaudible to the spiky haired boy.
"No, can't say that either."
"Heh. Heh." Came out two more sounds of laughter. But these sounded… almost sinister. "Hey Touma." Index called out quietly.
"Maybe if I…"
"Touma." She said a little louder.
"Not now I…"
"TO-U-MA!"
"What Index I-I-iiiiiigghhh."
As he looked over to the girl who called his name, he noticed a decrease of tears and an increase of malicious aura.
The girl showed a devious smile, enough to the point her sharp teeth could be shown. This kind of scared the spiky haired boy.
"I-Index. What are you looking at me like that for? Hey, why are you smiling like that? I-Index?"
The spiky haired boy had an ominous feeling in his gut. He was cornered and had nowhere to run to
All of a sudden…
"TO-U-MAAAAAAAAA!"
The small girl leaped towards Kamijou and…
*CRUNCH*
"BHHWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
The small girl chomped down on poor Kamijou Touma's head.
"AAAAAAAAAA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? STOP, STOP! STOP BITING AN INJURED PERSON!"
The poor boy (victim) was flailing around trying his hardest to get the girl off his head.
"H-HEY, STOP YOU IDIOT! YOU'RE GONNA INJURE ME EVEN MORE! IDIOT STOP!"
Kamijou pleaded but the girl wouldn't let go. Actually, it felt like her bite was getting stronger.
A streak of blood slid down Kamijou's left eye down his face.
"GHHAAAA! That's IT!" He yelled angrily.
Kamijou Touma decided to fight back finally. He used both his hands to grab the girl's waist (left hand) and head (right hand). He gripped tightly on both and, with most of his power, forced Index off his head. He proceeded to throw her onto the bed.
The girl landed completely harmlessly on the, now totally messed up, hospital bed. She landed face first into the bed in a manner that made her look like just a normal cute little girl who accidentally tripped or something.
"Gaaa!" She screamed cutely.
She got up and turned around to face Touma.
"Touma! What was that for?" She asked innocently
"What was that for!? You freaking bit my head!" he shot angrily pointing at her.
"Well it's your fault!" She shot back
"Gh…"
"For meeting me.
For saving me.
For making me confess…"
The girl started tearing up again.
"… it's all stupid Touma's fault!"
"U-ugh."
He couldn't say anything. He was totally and completely defeated by her words of emotion.
"Then you make me worry! Going so far to save someone like me, a stranger."
Index's tears started falling again.
"You've fought dangerous people, gotten mixed into problems that don't involve you. All just to save someone you don't know."
"…"
"Then, they send you to doctors and place you in intensive care."
"…"
"Then I find out *sniff* you lose your memories because of me, *sniff* and won't be able to get them back." Index threw her head down.
"…"
"I thought the Touma that saved me… the Touma that became my friend… the Touma I fell in love with was gone."
She shot her head back up. Tears pouring out.
"How Could I Not Worry, then get Angry When You do Something Stupid Once I see You Again."
She was surprised. Kamijou Touma was not standing in the same place near the window, but walking around to the opposite side of the bed.
He lifted the messy sheets and did his best to find a comfortable spot.
Index didn't feel like doing anything anymore if he wasn't gonna listen to her words. She began to get up from her spot on the bed before…
"Huh!? Aaaahhhh!"
Touma grabbed Index's hand and forced her back onto the bed. He gave her another genuinely warm hug, if not warmer.
"T-Tou-"
"Just shut up." He said in a quiet voice.
This surprised index greatly.
"Shut up and relax already." His words stung her heart.
"All you've done since you came in here was cry. That's a really pathetic thing to do."
"T-To-"
"Let me see your smile for once. Girls look better when they smile don't they?"
These were his genuine words. Words that rang through Index's broken heart.
"You can cry. It's impossible for me to stop you there. But, if you cry near me all the time, it better be about good things. No way you're gonna be depressed if I'm close. And I KNOW the 'Old Touma' wouldn't want this depressing setting either."
"!"
"So Index, do me a favor…"
Touma pulled away from the hug and gently placed his index finger on the girl's forehead. His expression was blank but words emotional.
"…smile a bit and look at the positive side of your life. It can't always be depressing. That's boring."
He gently flicked her forehead once.
"Okay, Idiot?"
Index's tears started to cease slowly. Her once broken heart, was rapidly healing by this boy's cold, but oddly also warm and really caring attitude.
The small girl made a cute pout face and held her hands to cover the spot on her forehead he flicked.
"Touma's the Idiot."
Kamijou laughed at this.
"Meh. Yeah, yeah."
The small nun, Index, was finally at peace of mind. He looked away from the spiky haired boy and showed what seemed to be her… first smile. It was a small smile, but a beautiful one nonetheless.
"Now then…" The boy roared.
"Huh?" Index asked surprised.
"Are you gonna let me sleep or…"
"…"
"hegh?"
"TO-U-MMAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
'Oh no! NOT AGAIN!'
*CRUNCH*
" GWWHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The sound of male screaming rang through the entirety of the hospital.
The frog-faced doctor witnessed Index leaving the boy's room, and rather angrily, as he opened his door. "I came because the nurse's call went off but… oh, this is bad."
The boy seemed to be in an uncomfortable position. He held his head with both his hands.
"Damn it, that girl. She'll really pay for this someday. Gosh, I thought I was going to die." He muttered to himself.
The doctor took a quick glance back at the hallway before looking back at Kamijou.
"Should you really have done that?"
"Done what?"
"You really don't remember anything do you?"
"Well of course not."
"Telling the whole story to such a young girl so easily. Don't you feel even a bit guilty whatsoever?" The doctor asked with his usual relaxed tone.
"…"
Kamijou couldn't answer back instantly. He quietly looked down and thought for a bit.
"Whether it was the right thing or not, I did it." He turned to look up towards the doctor. "But if she wants to continue living in this reality, she's going to have to accept that. Truthfully, I do feel guilty but I can live with a guilty conscience."
*Sigh* "The doctor exhaled loudly. "You really are a selfish person."
Kamijou smiled and held up a peace sign.
"The most!" he said victoriously. "Don't worry doc. I'll take care of her, if that's what you're worried about.
The frog-faced doctor laughed a bit. "Heh, well that's good to know I guess."
The doctor turned around and headed for the door. He opening it slightly, paused and turned to Kamijou. "Just make sure you don't move around much. I can't focus all my attention on you, so make it that you heal quickly." He walked out the door and closed it behind him.
…
Kamijou Touma was once again alone after awhile.
He turned his head towards the window.
*Sigh* he sighed.
He rolled up the sleeve of his right arm.
On the center of his arm was a weird tattoo that went down to the center of the back of his hand. The tattoo represented something similar to that of a dragon breathing fire, with the head on his hand. It was deep black and had a cold feel to it.
Kamijou stared at it angrily.
"I only told her the minor parts of all this. Losing my memories? That's nothing compared to all of this."
The boy clenched his fist.
"I'll have to hide this from her."
Kamijou looked up, his bangs covered his eyes.
…
"I'm not human anymore… I can't tell her that. I can't tell anyone that. So, in order for me to live normally…"
He threw his clenched fist in the air.
"I'll keep up with this lie. Because…"
He smiled lightly at his right arm.
"…THAT'S WHO THIS 'NEW KAMIJOU' IS! Isn't that right…"
A dark figure darker than the background appeared in the pitch black area.
"…Hachiman?"
"Oh, so that's my new name huh?"
That dark figure smiled an ominous smile.
"What an interesting human. What fun will this one show me?"
Post-chapter notes:
Ok FIRST, this took forever to write, about 6 hours on the laptop. And NEXT, the idea for this came up while I was playing M.U.G.E.N. Ok let's start.
Welcome everyone to this new story. I apologize for the rewrite at the beginning for anyone who did not appreciate it, but I did need somewhere to start and "from the very beginning" is not an acceptable place foeme.
Anyway, this story was mainly about something that changed inside Touma. He isn't the normal 'Kamijou Touma' as he once was. Try and guess what thing changed about him (even though it's kind of obvious) and it's not just his powers.
Speaking of which, that will be discussed in a later chapter,. . . maybe.
The story'll be a mix of revised arcs and original story made by me.
And if anyone wants to try drawing anything from inhere, please message me first so I can be aware of it.
Be warned, this story will have Ships and Harems flying in and out the window with Kamijou Touma. I don't know about comedy since I don't exactly know how to make people laugh but hey, what's good is good right?
…
Well , that's basically all I had to say for this.
I'll say more in the next chapter, … also maybe.
Shout out to for keeping me entertained the past few days with chats.
Well, I'm off. Later.
OP. Theme: Corona- UVERworld
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