This is a Fanfiction. It's characters have all been stolen, and I'm
doing it for nothing! I must be nuts!
Hi there! If your are reading this you are either a really excellent hacker, (Hi Nene!) or you have the encryption code that Washu gave the Galaxy Police and the House of Jurai.
Either way you probably know all about Emperor Masaki Tenchi, How he became the youngest and most powerful leader of Jurai after his humblebeginnings on this, our fairly humble planet Earth.
You may or may not know that Tenchi was mostly Human. I think the ratio was something like only 1/8 th Jurai ancestry. His father was human, his mother was 3/4 Human, his grandfather 1/2 human (or close enough) and The old Emperor, his Great Grandfather Tenchi's only Jurain blood relative. (Gotta wonder sometimes why the old guy was so hostile towards Tenchi eh?)
Ok, so an obvious question springs up, If Tenchi was so far removed from the royal line, and mostly human to boot, why was he, and not his Aunt Aeka, who was of almost 100% pure Royal stock, made Emperor? Power of course, but how is he so powerful? What makes him so special?
If your curious at all about these matters, then you are in good company. The greatest scientist in the universe (or at least, so she keeps telling me), made this conundrum the focus of almost all her time for the last 20 years! Her investigating into this matter is finally finished, so I can finally put this story into the files, for her search for answers is the answer to one of my favorite questions. Why am I here?
Well, to start with my name is Yukimasu Kazuya, and this is the story of that question, and also the story of why I am here, a Detective in the Galaxy Police. The first (or I guess I should say the 1.5th) human in the corps. So pull up a chair, or and Anti grav field, or a suspension tank, or what ever, and I'll tell you how it began for me.
I think the best place to start would be back in 1988, at least for my story. Before that everyone who knew me figured I was probably going to end up a con artist, or a mob boss, or dead before I reached puberty. I'm pretty sure policeman never entered their heads, (or mine for that matter). Heck I'll be the first to admit I was a pretty manipulative kid back then. Up till then all I had used my powers for was for my own benefit. Heck I was only 7 what would you expect from a brat with my powers?
Oh, my partner reminds me that I still haven't explained quite who I am. You see, I'm an Esper. In fact my whole family are Espers, my sister Akane, my parents, even my Cousins, the Kasuga's are Espers. No no don't get started, Kasgua Madoka isn't an Esper! Her musical talents are genuine, so don't think she became so famous otherwise! But I'm getting off track. I'm an esper, a double Telepath and Telekinetic. For those of you who don't read Science fiction, that means I can read minds, and move objects around just by thinking about it. Ok, back to the story.
As I was saying, up till then I had only used my powers in a selfish fashion. Yeah, I mean even the few times I helped my cousin Kyouske out of a jam I was mostly doing it for the laughs, or to avoid some trouble or difficulty of my own. Actually, my cousin was a good example of one of the things Washu has been saying lately, that you can find a rose in the strangest places. I mean his mother, my mom's sister, went and married a regular human, and grandfather figured that the power would weaken in that branch of the family, so he made sure my mom married another powerful esper. Well, in a way he was right. My Cousin's telepathy is so weak it's almost nonexistent, but conversely his Telekinesis is the most powerful in the clan! Grandpa say's he's seen Kyouske produce raw energy discharges when he gets angry that were simply frightening. I mean I can barely even grasp a photon, and he produces them like a little nuclear reactor! Anyway, Washu point to him allot when she says that Human genetics can surprise you.
My partner tells me I'm straying from the subject again. (Sometimes she's a real nag, but I do love her, and she does keep my creativity focused). So back to 1988. That was the year my Grandfather finally noticed how good I was getting with my powers. Up till then he had been subtly training Kyouske as his replacement, and I guess I was a little jealous of the attention, but then Grandpa noticed me, and took me under his wing. At first it was really cool. I mean, someone trusted me to do big things, and not screw it up. He let me help him with some important things, like fetching my older cousin and his girlfriend from the past, and repairing the damage afterwards. After awhile though, It got to be something of a pain.
He was always moralizing. "Kazuya" he'd say, "You have to use your powers in a responsible fashion, for with great power comes... Yadda yadda yadda. It all meant very little to me at the time. Lets face it, kids can be pretty selfish. It's natural, a kind of survival mechanism dating back from when there was never enough food to go around. I was happy enough to use my powers to do neat stuff, but all that responsibility stuff just didn't interest me, I was out to have fun, be happy, you know, like any other kid.
So how'd I become a public servant? One of the good guys? Good question. Ouch! Ok, ok. My partner reminds me that I should be honest, so I'll let you in on a little secret, it had nothing to do with my cousin's shining example, or my parents loving care, or my grandfathers moralizing. I think something my cousin's wife Madoka said told me once pretty much sums it up. I was asking her why she always came to people's rescue, when she could just stay safely out of others business. She said, "When I see someone hurting, I hurt too a bit. I'm just too sensitive to others moods I guess. So when I help someone, part of why I do it is so that they won't be in pain anymore, so that I don't feel it." Personally I think that she does it more because she's just a hero inside, but what she said had allot of significance for me. As I got older, and my powers got stronger I found it hard to ignore people in pain or who were troubled, and if I was the source of their pain it was worse! I wanted to help them so I wouldn't have to feel their pain anymore. After awhile I did get better at shutting out that sort of thing, but, well let me make a comparison. It wasn't like closing your eyes, it was more like putting your hands over your ears. A lot of noise is gone, but loud noises could still be heard easily. You can't shut it all out. After awhile, I discovered that helping others didn't just stop my shared pain, it made Me feel better. If you've ever helped anyone out for no other reason than they needed help, then you probably know what I mean. If you don't try it some time! It just feels good to help out someone. It's a different kind of good feeling than eating a sundae, or winning a game or something. So when I help others, I'm really still acting in my own best interest you see...
Mrrorw! Excuse me! This is Kasuya's partner. I can see he's not going to admit he's really a compassionate person inside, so I guess it's up to me to explain it to you. What Kasuya means is that there is a great difference between pleasure, and joy.
Pleasure comes mainly from the body, It's evolution's way of telling us were doing something right. (Mostly, there are exceptions that evolution didn't count on.) Things like eating a good meal, sleeping when your tired, um, sex, and stuff like that. (Don't get me wrong, Sex isn't limited to pleasure, but I'll get back to that).
Joy on the other hand doesn't have anything to do with evolution, and despite what my partner would say, it isn't selfish either. Joy comes from doing good. Sometimes it comes when you improve yourself in some way, but mostly joy comes from helping others, or giving them pleasure (told ya) and things of that nature. It also comes from being needed. It think it's that source of that glow that young mothers get, simply because they know that someone needs them without hesitation. I sometimes wonder what that must be like.... Oh yes, but anyway, Kasuya has simply learned to appreciate Joy more than pleasure, and don't you let him tell you otherwise. (Though he likes his pleasures too, he he.)
Ahem! sorry, Kasuya again. My partner thinks only the best of me, but don't misunderstand, I didn't become a goody two shoes overnight. I just figured out slowly that it was in my own best interest to help others when I could. I'm no saint. I can ignore the bum on the corner just as well as the next guy, I mean I want to have a life too! I can't help everybody... but over the years since then I did stop putting myself first all the time. Mostly I think it was because of my telepathy. (Personally I think a society of telepath's would have to be a near utopia.) The rest was probably because my family moved so much when I was a kid. I lost so many friends that I stopped taking others for granted, and started placing greater importance on friendship than my own desires. (Not that I made friends very easily back then, my standards were too high, and it didn't help that I could see all my friends dark secrets.)
Enough about my miss spent childhood, suffice it to say that by the time I entered high school in 1996 I was not quite the manipulative little brat that my cousin remembered giving him so much trouble. Actually my sister says that at that time I reminded her all to much of my cousin. Such as the day this story really begins to take off.
"At least your not quite as indecisive as he was, but you still remind me of that idiot Kyouske!" Akane said this shaking her head sadly. "Can't you make up your mind?"
I flushed at my sister's biting comments. "I Just don't want to hurt them." I recall shacking my head, seeing that Akane wasn't going to accept that.
"Your going to hurt them, your just making it worse by waiting. If you don't resolve this, you will probably lose them both..."
I thought. <Since I'm not sure I'm ready for a serious relationship with either one, that's probably best.>
Akane continued however, "and possibly cost them their own friendship!"
I swore. "Damn, I didn't think of that." Then I looked carefully at her, "Do you really think so, they've been best friends for years now!"
Akane nodded forcefully, "Yup, it could really break them up, you know that Hikaru and Madoka didn't see each other for years after your cousin picked Madoka?"
I sighed again. <Sure I like Ami and Yuri, but I don't really think I like either one that way, or enough anyway to justify that kind of loss. If I pick one, I know the other one will be hurt.> After a few moments of thought, I spoke. "Sorry sis, I just can't do it." I brightened a bit suddenly. "Hey, maybe I'll get lucky, and one of them will fall for one of the new guys transferring in tomorrow!"
Akane looked skeptically at him. "Kazuya, that is such a cop-out!" She sighed in exasperation, "Don't you have a preference?"
I shook my head slowly. "No, not really. I like both of them fine, but they're just friends to me really. I did take Yuri to the Junior Dance, and I've gone out a few times with Ami, but I really did it to spare their feelings." I reflected a moment. "I think Ami has a crush on me anyway, and I don't think Yuri's attraction runs very deep, I bet she'll get over me fast enough, especially if one of the new guy's are cute."
Akane looked suspicious still, but decided to change the subject anyway. "What's all that about anyway? Why are so many people being transferred to your school?"
I nodded, as I was glad enough to talk about something else. Well, you know that our school has been recently remodeled right? Well allot of the class rooms aren't full yet, and the ones that are being used are large enough to permit larger classes."
She nodded. "I know that, but where are all these new students coming from?"
I looked at her a bit confused. "Haven't you heard? Two other schools in this general area are having serious problems. The principal of Furinkan High in Nerima has been taken away for Psychiatric evaluation, and several of the staff have resigned. And Kurashiki West, in the Okayama prefecture exploded last month!"
Akane gasped. "No! Wow really? How'd it happen?"
I shrugged, trying to remeber. "Not sure really. The papers said it was a gas explosion. It happened after closing hours, and there wasn't any bodies, or anyone missing afterwards, so it was written up as an accident, though I have heard some rumors it might of been arson." I looked at her, head slanted to one side quizzically. "Where have you been sis? This was all over the papers a few weeks ago, how'd you miss it?"
She looked back at me sheepishly now. "I guess I was just too wrapped up with work."
I looked at her, interested now. "That's right, you just got a new job, how's it going?" Akane grimaced and he grinned at her, "Oh, did I hit a sore spot?"
She looked at me, mildly annoyed, but answered anyway. "It's not my dream job if that's what you mean, but it certainly is a challenge. The PR. Department that I work for is having a hard time keeping the company's image intact, so as you can imagine, I have my hands full."
I blinked slowly, thinking. "Your working for Mishima Heavy Industries, right? What's going on there that's so hard to deal with?"
Akane shook her head, "What's not impossible! Our image needs allot of maintenance, what with Poison One dog fighting downtown, and all the damage complaints that come in." She sighed loudly, "I'm kept pretty busy."
I looked at her now, more interested. "I didn't hear about any of that, so what happened anyway?"
She growled in frustration. "I don't know! All Arisa will tell me is that it was a 'runaway experiment' what ever that means, and I'm still expected to keep it out of the headlines! So far we've managed to keep the story on the back pages."
I then shook my head in sympathy. "My poor sis." Looking at the clock on the wall behind her, I started to hurriedly gather up my things. "Hey, look at the time! I gotta get to practice!"
She grinned at his back as he raced away. "Well, I guess you escaped this time little brother."
Ok I guess I should explain now about this hobby of mine. You see, back then I was a huge fan of Auykawa Madoka, or as you probably know her, Kasuga Madoka. I think that's partially why I started practicing Karate. I had been in the Karate club on and off since I was 8 because of her example, and because, well, I figured if I was gonna be rescuing people like her it would look allot less funny if I rescued them like she used to, rather than use my powers, (at least openly), to do so. Not that life or death rescues happen very often. A bit more often perhaps for a telepath like me, but still, I don't think I had a very exciting life at all . A few bullies, a gang attacking someone, a car crash, maybe one or twice a year until that year. 1996 would change my life forever. In fact I think I would of quit going to Karate practice at all the year before, if Hino Yusaku, (The Toughest Man in New York), hadn't come back to the area and begun to coach at his old school. I always had a soft spot for the guy, and he was really good at Karate, so I just decided to hang around for awhile longer. (Boy I'm glad I did!) He had been surprised to see me at first, but lately I had become one of his favorite students, (one of those he pushed hardest). He was one reason I was trying to avoid Ami and Yuri lately, as he still had a serious hang up about two timers. His favorite student always agreed strongly with him, sometimes so much so that it shocked even Yusaku-sensei.
I can still remember the first time I described Sensei's best student to my sister.
My sister was tickled by my stories about her namesake. "That Tendo Akane is great! She's sure to win the next all Japan Woman's Karate Championship!"
I had to chuckle at that. "You don't know the half of it!"
Akane would then bristle at the implied insult to her namesake. "What? Akane's almost as good as Ayukawa-san was at her age!"
I laughed again. "No, no sis, you've got me all wrong, Akane'd win all right, she's been holding back allot when she spars with the Sensei. I think she's probably allot better than Madoka-san ever was."
My sister wasn't sure if she was happy with this or not. "Better than Madoka? You sure?"
I nodded, trying to stifle a grin. "Yup, when she gets angry she calms her self down by remembering, not imagining, punching her boyfriend through a brick wall!"
Akane looked at me closely. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were going soft in the head. If she's that good, why haven't you mentioned her before?"
I remember grinning at that. "Why, because she's new here of course, she just transferred in from another school."
Akane then looked at me suspiciously, "You seem really interested in these new students, Your not thinking of checking out your new classmates.."
I finished the thought. "To see if one of them blew up their own school? Now would I do something like that?
Akane's face then took on a reproachful air as she looked at me, and to her credit she managed to hold it a fell 10 seconds before she broke up into laughter, and I soon joined her.
"I guess you do know me pretty well, huh sis."
The next morning I arrived at my homeroom about five minutes early, as I wanted to see each new student as they arrived. Several other students apparently had the same idea. Hayamia Natsumi of the video club was one, she had brought her camcorder to record there arrival. I didn't know her very well at the time, as she came from a different middle school than me, and she was always bugging the one other student from her old class, a fairly quiet guy called Senkawa Tsutomu. She had been rather upset at something or other the first two weeks of school, but recently she had settled down a bit. I kinda figured at the time that it was Senkawa that was bothering her. He was a good enough student, but odd. He was often just short of being late, barely coming in before the teacher, and he often left in a hurry right after the bell let us go. I had considered reading him one day when he came into class with his hair standing on end like he's been struck by lightning, but his relaxed manner had made me reluctant to pry up till now. Anyway, I figured that the new people would be much more interesting.
I wasn't disappointed. Six new students were assigned to my class, 3 boys and three girls. I don't like categorizing by appearance, but two of the girls really stood out. One had light blue hair, standing in a spiky, almost electric pattern. She had a feline air about her that was almost tangible when she walked. The only thing unusual about one of the three guys was the fact that she was practically draped over him as they walked into class. Otherwise he looked like a fairly typical male student, except for the slight pigtail.
Just behind these two walked the other exceptional female student. Her demeanor screamed well bred at you. She had the sort of air of nobility that was unmistakable. She was also breathtakingly beautiful, her almost white skin, and dark red? eyes only accenting her purple hair, her only affection, other than the ornate wooden hairpiece she wore. The other thing that was immediately noticeable about her was her thinly concealed distaste for the antics of the blue haired girl, who was obviously aware of her scrutiny, and ignoring it.
I, (and every other guy in the room) was so busy watching the two new beauties walk in that we almost missed the others introductions. First a flaccid faced young man, apparently named Honomia Pete. His attention was also on his two companions so that he missed the Sensei's first two introductions to pick out a seat. Almost no one noticed, but it gave me time to pull my thoughts together and focus on the next introductions. The Sensei was apparently going to leave the ladies for last. Second introduced was a fairly dark looking young man, whose thin face set off his penetrating eyes, even behind his glasses, and who's smirk gave his opinion on his new classmates reactions to his companions. He easily introduced him self as Gendu Ikari. Next, a demure young woman, her large round glasses balanced on a sharp little nose, her cute rounded face framed by mid length straight brown hair, her features ordinary enough to pass unnoticed, if only in comparison to the two knockouts standing next too her. She was quick enough to introduce herself as Hououji Fuu. I was mildly surprised at her demeanor. She looked to be the nervous type, but she presented herself firmly if politely, and I got an impression of great self confidence, especially for a girl her age. The third young man, the apparent target of affection for both beauties, introduced himself quickly as Masaki Tenchi, and found a seat near the back with two other empty seats next too it, apparently resigned to his position in the girls eyes. I felt a stab of pity for him for a moment. <That's not going to make it easy for him, those girls are going to make every guy jealous of him.> The lady who had so far been attached to him introduced herself with an eager, almost playful attitude as Onimaru Ryoko. Then She quickly joined him near the back of the class, pulling her desk close enough to be in easy groping distance of his. The final newcomer, the aristocratic purple haired beauty casually (at least for her it seemed casual) introduced herself as Jurai Aeka. The sensei noted her name's unusual spelling, and she tittered politely behind one hand as he did (how does she make that look natural?) and then explained that it was a very old name.
Fuu sat down on my right. She smiled at me as I turned to introduce myself and Natsumi, who was sitting on the other side of her. Natsumi then introduced Fuu to her classmate Tsutomu, who was paying attention for once. He smiled warmly at her, if a bit distractedly.
<She looks like who?> A strong astonished thought flashed through Tsutmou's mind as he gazed around the class room. I was a bit confused. <Where did that come from?> I could see he was now studying Masaki-san and his two companions. It was the first time that Tsutomu had seemed to pay that much attention to anything, and his thought had been almost a shout. After a bit I could tell he was watching the Purple haired one, though he occasionally glanced at the spiky haired one as if curious about her as well.
Curiosity almost got the better of me as well, and I almost broke my own self imposed rule not to pry into others thoughts without an important reason. His curiosity wasn't unusual, almost everyone else in class was watching them as well. I decided to let it go.
The sensei tried once or twice to get the class's attention back our lessons, but it must of been obvious our hearts weren't in it for he soon surrendered to the inevitable and gave us a new assignment we would find more palatable. "Then I want you all to prepare a short report on something about one of your classmates, their history, hobby, whatever, by wednesday. To make it easier, they will be dual reports. I awaited my assignment eagerly, and was quite pleased when my partner for the report was announced. "Yukimasu Kazuya, and Jurai Aeka." Several of my male classmates gave me dirty looks, but I was happy enough to ignore them.
At the lunch bell I waited for the furor over our new classmates to die down abit before walking over to the three and introducing myself. "Hello there, welcome to this class. Jurai-san, I am Kazuya, pleased to meet you." She nodded at me gratefully as I motioned to the hallway. "Would you like to talk outside? It's a bit crowded here."
She spoke quietly to Masaki before standing to join me. "I think I would like a little air, thank you."
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