Messenger's note:

The Chronicles is a series that I have been writing for years, but only for a while putting them into a blog, it has influences from books, anime, comics, and even the music I listen to.

The names of the places in this story may or not be real, but this is fiction, and the story is set in an alternate ambiance, so don't expect total accuracy.

I hope you enjoy the story as much as I do when I write it, even if I take too long to update! xD

xoxo

March 6, 2008

Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part I.


Richard walked lazily through Shinjuku, not minding the people around him, not minding the noise and the laughter. He just walked, smoking a cigarette slowly.

He found himself sitting in a nearby square, taking in the ambiance and the normalcy.

-"It has been a few days..." he whispered to himself.

It has been a few days since it was revealed that Setsuna had reincarnated in a new host, as they called it, nothing else had happened, Samael hadn't appeared again. He was worried or maybe a bit anxious.

He looked at a magazine that sat near him and looked through it, his eyes went wide as he looked at an AD.

It was Setsuna, the person carrying Setsuna being a model for a makeup company.

-"A model!?" He blushed a lot and looked away for a moment. He looked at the AD again and read.

-"Mmm I suppose it is a good change of pace, she would have loved that. Hmmm, Reika Meioh is her name now I see" He stayed looking and reading the AD for a while, with a small smile on his face.

-"Change is good..."
He whispered to himself still smiling.



Nessa opened the door to her apartment lazily. It was early morning on a Saturday, she had been out all night and was visibly tired.

She threw the keys on the nearby table and hanged her coat on a nearby rack beside the door. She walked toward the kitchen and started the preparations for a good cup of coffee, she giggled softly as she saw the bottles near the trash, some were beer, some were sodas.

She put everything in a real order, washed her hands and finished preparing the coffee. As the drops went into the cup she heard a small voice come from the living room.

-"Ohayoo mama..." Alexei said lazily from the living room couch.

-"Ohayoo..." she said with a smile.

-"You just got here?" he said yawning softly.

-"I did a bit ago, you didn't have to try to wait for me you know"

-"It is not a school night so I could stay up, or try at least, I played rockband all night with the guys" he said blushing a little.

-"Trash gave you guys away (she said laughing a little) did you get high marks?"

-"We tried but Joe Armand kept trying to be the superstar and kicked the scores down. You know he secretly wants to be like Hammet"

-"I thought he was over that phase, last time I heard he was on the Yngwie phase again "
she said looking at him laughing a little.

-"I suppose it is part of his lines to the girls he meets" Alexei laughed as he went to the kitchen.

-"Breakfast? (she smiled) I was planning to make some pancakes..." she said opening the cabinets.

-"Sugoi!" he said enthusiastically and sat on the kitchen table.

It was not rare that they had mornings like this, as if they were living in some sort of happy family show, but they enjoyed that level of normalcy sometimes, it made them feel more human and less prone to think that their gifts made them a target all the time.

-"Ne mama...(Alexei said after eating a whole pancake in one bite, Nessa hummed in response) thank you..."

-"For what exactly?"

-"No particular reason...I just thank you" He said smiling shyly and resuming eating the rest of the pancakes.

Nessa smiled a little but couldn't help but worry a little. But she resumed her breakfast enjoying Alexei's company.



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