The person in the liquid floated upside down serenely, speaking softly and quietly to the person outside of the clear, transparent tube. "A portal has been opened between dimensions. Currently no one has passed through it, but we're not certain why or even how such a portal was made."
A holographic video screen appeared, showing a small back alleyway. "I recognize that place." The calm, clear voice of the person standing outside of the tube spoke. "So you want me to shut down the portal, correct?"
"Yes- the portals strength as is might not even be completely destroyed by Kamijou's right hand, and such a destabilized portal might bring a rather bad situation about-"
BOOM!
Both stopped talking as a bolt of electricity scorched the ground in the video, as a hurtling form could be seen streaking down the alleyway, directly for the portal. Another lighting bolt followed the form, just as the person darted through the portal. The portal flared unstably for a moment, before settling as the other hurtled through the portal.
Silence reigned for a few seconds.
"Just as planned-" the person in the tube began to say, when the other interrupted.
"Don't lie."
More silence.
"Very well then, master magician of the Onmyouji- please retrieve the students who went through the portal and return them safely."
A sharp grin split the persons face as they turned to leave. "Do not fail me- Tsuchimikado Motoka."
The girls hand waved lazily. She was wearing a opened Hawaiian shirt, knotted beneath the breasts, flashing a large amount of cleavage. Tight jeans emphasized her bottom and legs, and a gold chain that dipped into the cleavage twinkled in the dim light.
"Of course not." Her tone was completely serious as she finally left.
Kamijou Touma is an unlucky boy. Anyone and everyone will tell you that. He is also a meddling boy- just ask most girls and they will tell you that.
And, as an unlucky, meddlesome boy, he got himself into a lot of trouble.
That was why, on this fine, bright day, Kamijou Touma was hit with the most ultimate misfortune involving delinquents, a girl, and a double excuse that failed.
It started with a girl being hit on by some delinquents, and so scared she could hardly speak. Touma had taken one look at this (common) scene, and started towards them, putting on his most brilliant smile.
His hand reached out towards the girl. "Excuse me, coming through! Oh my, you found my sister!"
Two different hands caught the hands of the girl, and tried to pull her in two different directions. The girl squeaked in surprise, stammering, "Ummm- who are you two?"
The two people slowly turned to face each other- one spiky-haired, one long-haired girl. One of the delinquents leaned in close, "Hey! Both of you can't be her siblings! Besides neither of you too look at all like her."
Who- Who dared to take my excuse? The two people sighed in tandem, speaking as one. "ARGH! SUCH MISFORTUNE!" The duet soared through the air, as the delinquents, angry about being ignored, clenched their fists and charged.
The boy and girl ducked as one, a head-rattling slap catching the same delinquent that Touma slammed his fist into.
Double-teamed, the delinquent collapsed.
The two looked at each other, as the girl behind them slipped away. The delinquents paused in their headlong charge, eying the two oddly. Then, the two with a brilliant smile and a hand wave, said, "See you later!" And took off running.
"Huh? Waitaminute- GET BACK HERE!"
the violent love call soared after the two running people, who ran with all their might. Touma glanced at the girl, snapping, "You took my excuse!"
The girl jumped a bucket of water, skirt lifting in the wind as she snapped back, "That's my line you! I can't believe that you actually tried that!"
The long hair swirled in the wind, and Touma dragged his eyes off of it just barely in time to avoid slamming into a wall. Behind them they could hear the violent love calls of delinquents grow softer as they got further away. Both of them sighed in relief.
"Loosing them-"
VROOM!
The loud rev of a motorcycle sent chills down their spine. They rounded a corner to find a motorcycle gang, complete with chains, waiting for them. As one they stopped, turned, and darted down a side alley screaming, "SUCH MISFORTUNE!"
"Hey! You there! The boy with the spiky hair! You're the one that messed up my routine, so take responsibility and get rid of them."
"WHY IS IT THAT WHENEVER GIRLS SAY TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY IT SENDS SHIVERS UP MY SPINE, HUH? BESIDES, IT WAS MY ROUTINE FIRST!"
The two glowered at each other, even as they ran for their lives. Through the back alleys they raced, twisting, turning, and trying to loose the delinquents that were gathering full force behind them.
Touma yelped in pain as he slammed into a pile of stacked boxes, at the same time the girl tripped into a stack of tires. The loud sound of crashing instantly brought shouts of, "Over there!"
Both heads popped up at the same time as they screamed, "SUCH MISFORTUNE!"
The angry cry lingered in the air.
Two hours later, the two of them found themselves collapsed on a park bench, breathing hard and celebrating the fact that they finally managed to get rid of the delinquents. Touma's head dipped to about knee level, as he breathed, eyes closed. "That was close. This Kamijou Touma might've been shishami today-" Touma muttered, and in response the girl twitched.
Touma turned to her with a lazy look on his face. "That reminds me- I didn't get your name."
"…Kamijou Touka."
Oi, oi, oi, The two thought at the same time, This isn't happening, right? This sort of thing- did I have a brother/sister I never knew about? Huh? Darn this stupid memory loss- wait- surely my parents would've told me… no, they wouldn't of.
Touma and Touka turned to each other with a brilliant smile, asking at the same time, "Are we related?"
Dead silence hung after that moment, and both heaved a sigh of relief. SAFE! They were just two random strangers that just so happened to have the last name. A complete and totally coincidence, with absolutely no strings attached at all- unless they were with magicians…
The smiles fell, and Touka sighed as she stood up. "I should get home soon."
"Hmm? Curfew's not for another couple of hours-"
A dark aura of depression hung over Touka as she muttered, "But that stupid Brother that I'm currently taking care of will be hungry."
Speaking of hungry… A certain nun ought to be currently frothing at the mouth over how late he was. Touma groaned as his head fell back, and he stared directly up at the sky, unaware of the girl watching the sky just as wearily, the soft sigh of "Such misfortune," slipping from their lips.
"Shall I walk you home then?" Touma offered as he began to stand up-
A chance wind blew a plastic bag underneath his feet, and he slipped, falling forwards- straight onto Touka. Both went down in a flurry of flailing arms, and landed with a rather painful sound.
Touma groaned from where his cheeks were pressed against something soft and bouncy, before slowly dragging his head up.
Touka, slightly dazed from the fall, looked up to find Touma's face hovering mere inches above hers. Silently they stared at each other, faces slowly growing bright red. Then, Touma scrambled off shouting, "I APOLOGIZE! THIS KAMIJOU TOUMA DIDN'T MEAN TOO-"
"I-It's fine, it was just an accident, right?" Touka murmured softly, slightly surprised.
She had been hit on boys many times- most of them however couldn't keep up with the amount of trouble she was, or were disillusioned when they thought she was no longer the 'Big Sister' type.
"Anyways, I'm going to go home." Touka declared, before turning on her heel and stalking out of the park. She quickly became aware of the fact that the boy was right behind her.
"Are you following me?"
"No- my home is this way as well."
The two stared at each other, wondering just how on Earth they had managed to avoid each other all of this time. Surely they would've heard of this person before, right?
Touma took a few steps to catch up with Touka as both fell silent, unable to figure out anything to discuss, and hoping that the other person would quickly figure out something to speak about.
But with the combined work of two unfortunate people working against them, they ran straight into one of the delinquents they thought they had lost.
Delinquent looked at interrupters- Interrupters looked at delinquent.
"I FOUND THEM!"
Motorcycles burst out from bushes like some cheap anime scene, and the two needed no extra urging to start running for their lives.
Quickly, and a little easily, they dodged the blows, mirroring each others movements exactly. "It's like watching a gender bent version of the same person work together," One of the delinquents said in some slight amazement, even as he brought his fists up.
Touma ducked the punch, and brought his own fist up, knocking the man out.
A back hit his, as Touka raised both fists menacingly as she could- it failed miserably at first as a few of the delinquents laughed.
A vein pulsed angrily as she took a few short running steps forward, right hand coming up. "LET ME BREAK YOUR ILLUSIONS THAT ALL WOMAN ARE WEAK! !"
With a resounding slap sound, the delinquent went down hard.
Touma's eyebrows went up. Wow- Now there was a girl that could handle herself. It was actually rather nice…
"And just what are you doing, standing around? This Kamijou Touka would like to request some help here."
"Ah, right! Let's do this."
It promised to be one of the most ultimate Normal Battle Couples the world had ever known. As one, the two charged, and surprised, the delinquents fell back- the two kept on charging, straight through until the charge became a 'run away!' and the delinquents realized they'd been had.
With an angry roar, and a loud vrooming sound from the motorcycles, the chase was once more on.
The 14-year-old teen sighed loudly, grumbling to himself as he looked around. He was wearing the Tokiwadai Middle School boy uniform, and his short brown hiar was slightly messed up in the window. He had been trying to find one Touka Kamijou in order to demand a fight from her- which she generally managed to turn down in a 'Big Sister' sort of way.
However that managed to work.
Tiny sparks jumped from his shoulders as he walked, giving him an electrical massage. He was absolutely exhausted from chasing off after that girl.
He noticed a girl in the same school uniform as him, and nodded to her. She nodded back, and her head craned to look down a busy street where loud noises were currently echoing down, and people were separating-
And then- he saw it. One Kamijou Touka being held by the hand and pulled down the street by a spiky-haired boy.
Dead silence fell over the two Tokiwadai students, before a scary laugh came out from the girl. A large spark came from her, shooting towards the boy. In a second, the other boy lifted his hand to block the bolt. He wasn't allowing anyone to fight Touka until he did and won.
The girls eyes turned towards him, smoldering in anger. Beyond he could hear the shouts of "Quick, turn off all electronics!" "Argh, it's that crazy girl from Tokiwadai!"
"Hohoho- So- you lookin' for a fight?"
Two eyes met, clashed, and they both grinned at each other terrifyingly, and the spectacular electric firework display began.
a/n: ... Can I expect a few reviews? Please? Anyways, this idea came as a collaboration from anime-suki's forum, so have fun reading!