Ryuugamine Mikado (Shark) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
digitalemperor) wrote2012-10-07 03:17 pm
digitalemperor) wrote2012-10-07 03:17 pm
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Memory 16
Memory: Significant Negative - Anri saving him from thugs (right after memory 8) (Vol 6, chapter 5, part 7)
Game: Game (didn't play)
Game Master: Nimue
Day: 178
Notes: Come in the form of a ribbon in your team's color. You instinctively know that it must be tied to receive the memory. Good for 3 uses. 1/3 used
Somewhere in Ikebukuro
"…-kun."
"…-kun. Mikado-kun!"
A familiar voice sounded in his misty consciousness.
- Who is it?
- Ah, Sonohara-san.
In its own emptiness, Mikado's consciousness was able to reach that conclusion.
"Mikado-kun, are you alright? Please hold on!"
As his senses slowly began to sharpen, Mikado realized that her voice sounded different.
- Ah, this is unusual.
- Sonohara-san is sounding so worried.
- What happened?
As his senses sharpened further, Mikado realized that he himself felt different, too.
- Hm?
- My body hurts.
- Why?
- What did I do?
- Ah…right.
- I was beaten up.
- Then…then…
- Sonohara-san…eh, why?
Mikado's mind was finally clear. He opened his eyes, curious about what was going on right now. But his vision remained too blurred for him to make out what was happening.
It looked like he was lying on the ground, and Anri's face was floating somewhere above him.
"Ah…Sonohara-san..."
"Mikado-kun! Thank God…!"
Though he couldn't make out the expression on her face, Mikado recognized relief in her voice. It made him feel both guilty and grateful. Upon remembering what had just happened to him, his chest felt as if it was going to explode with shame.
- Ah, right.
- I was beaten up badly.
- Speaking of which, I haven't heard Sonohara-san sound this worried since Masaomi fell at the abandoned factory.
- I'm so glad.
- At least she worries about me as much as she worries about Masaomi.
Mikado's thoughts were so blurred that he was confused as to where to begin.
- Speaking of which, where are the men who…
- Did they leave?
If they were still around, Anri would be in danger.
Mikado struggled to sit up despite the pain.
At that exact moment, however, a shadow appeared in his blurred vision.
"You…you monster...!"
- Eh?
It was one of the three men who had been torturing him.
He raised his arm, looking as if he was about to hit Anri with a silvery object.
- Danger!
Mikado was about to push Anri aside when -
Before he could do so, a metallic clang ricocheted throughout the alley.
Anri's upper body was twisted slightly sideways. Something silvery was extending out of her arm.
- A steel pipe...?
- No, a katana…?
The next second - the silvery weapon had hit the man's temple. His giant figure fell like a puppet with its strings cut.
Mikado was reminded of what happened months ago.
When he had arrived at the abandoned factory to rescue Masaomi from the crowd of Yellow Turbans members, Anri had stood there holding a katana in her hands.
- ...This is the Sonohara-san I do not know about.
Mikado's vision finally recovered as the silvery weapon was sucked back into Anri's arm.
"Um…are you alright...?"
"Y-Yeah."
Mikado sat up slowly - and saw three men, the one who had just fallen included, lying unconscious on the ground.
"This…"
"…"
Anri lowered her head and remained silent.
It was obvious that "something" had happened just now.
But Mikado had no idea exactly what it was.
None of the men were bleeding, but they had bruises that looked as if they were from being hit by thin steel sticks.
Anri was obviously in the know, but she did not speak.
- And there was the thing I saw a moment before…
It was probably not a hallucination.
Everything made Mikado curious. But seeing Anri's unsettled expression, he shook his head and said:
"It's alright. I won't ask any questions."
A soft smile appeared on his swollen face.
"T-Thank you, Mikado-kun…"
Looking relieved at Mikado's recovery, Anri touched his shoulder, smiling timidly.
"Um, are you really alright? Should we call an ambulance...?"
"No, thank you. I can stand up on my own."
Mikado struggled to his feet immediately to reassure Anri.
- Yeah, it's already decided, isn't it? Our secrets will have to wait till Masaomi comes back.
It was probably not something they could just explain in one or two sentences, anyway.
A high school girl holding a katana and making it disappear within seconds without a trace.
It was by no means something one could understand with common sense. But it was not Mikado's concern at the moment.
That was because he was overwhelmed by emotions far stronger than his doubt about Anri.
- I haven't…
- I haven't been able to do anything.
- I could't do anything about those men…and Sonohara-san had to save me.
- My weakness…put Sonohara-san in danger…
Bashing himself in his mind didn't mean that he could do anything to remedy the situation. Feebly, he tried to reassure Anri.
"There's no need…I'm fine."
"So…should we at least go to the hospital or Kishitani-sensei's apartment…?"
Anri suggested, but Mikado shook his head.
"I have no broken bones, so I'll be alright…also, we have to go…to Kadota-san…to Raira's Second Ground…"
"Eh…?"
Anri looked confused at Mikado's words.
Mikado lowered his eyes as he saw the doubt and concern on her face. Looking at the ground, he muttered:
"I'm sorry…but I have to go right away…to save the girls…they were going to use them as hostages…and judging by what they said, they're probably not going to let the girls go after the fight."
"Mikado-kun…I think it's better to let the police deal with this…"
"No! If we try to alert the police, who knows what those men are going to do to the girls…and Kadota-san will be in trouble too if the police gets involved."
"…"
Anri felt that Mikado was only speaking half of the truth.
Anri was not completely ignorant about Mikado.
She knew that Mikado had some kind of special tie to Dollars.
Mikado was probably worried that involving the police would spell trouble for Dollars.
"…"
After a brief silence, Anri inhaled silently and said:
"Then I'll go, too."
"Wha…"
"…You don't want to call the police, right...? Then I'll go with you. I want to save Kamichika-san and her friends, too."
Anri paused for a moment as if hesitating before adding:
"…I want to…be of some help to Mikado-kun."
She said it with a sort of determination.
Mikado understood her thoughts immediately.
The figure of the girl with a katana filled his mind.
He knew what it meant - even if she was going to risk exposing her secret identity, she was going to help Mikado.
Mikado did not know what her secret was, but he knew that it must be important to Anri.
The boy lowered his head, hesitation written all over his face.
But Mikado knew that no matter what he said, Anri was going to follow him. He decided to accept her determined offer as readily as he had accepted his own selfishness.
"I see…let's go, then."
The boy nodded emphatically and left the alleyway with Anri.
What we learned:
-This happened after this
-Anri... She has a katana again...
-She saved me from those thugs but it's still something we can't talk about?
-What happened?
-Why am I so utterly powerless?
-The girl I like has to save me, how pathetic am I?
-At least I know we go to try and save the girls after all
-Anri.... Accepts my selfishness
-Plus 100 helpless feelings
-Plus 100 frustration and shame
-Plus 50 ability to accept help
-Plus 100 more feelings for Anri
-Minus 50 self-confidence
What this means:
This one is big and horrible. It's the second half of one of his most traumatizing memories to date, and it doesn't get better. Waking up in pain and confusion to find the girl he likes standing over him and the downed thugs, watching her wield a katana, and knowing she had to save him... Not a good feeling. Not only that, but he knows he's dragging her into further danger and she will most likely have to protect him again if they have any chance of rescuing the kidnapped girls.
These are horrible, unpleasant feelings. Also of note is, in this and the previous memory, he hasn't slept in over 24 hours and he's been having shock after shock to his emotions, not to mention suffering a physical beating that left him unconscious and only without broken bones out of luck. It's been an unpleasant and intense day and probably his mental and emotional state reflect that confusion and high distress.
Game: Game (didn't play)
Game Master: Nimue
Day: 178
Notes: Come in the form of a ribbon in your team's color. You instinctively know that it must be tied to receive the memory. Good for 3 uses. 1/3 used
Somewhere in Ikebukuro
"…-kun."
"…-kun. Mikado-kun!"
A familiar voice sounded in his misty consciousness.
- Who is it?
- Ah, Sonohara-san.
In its own emptiness, Mikado's consciousness was able to reach that conclusion.
"Mikado-kun, are you alright? Please hold on!"
As his senses slowly began to sharpen, Mikado realized that her voice sounded different.
- Ah, this is unusual.
- Sonohara-san is sounding so worried.
- What happened?
As his senses sharpened further, Mikado realized that he himself felt different, too.
- Hm?
- My body hurts.
- Why?
- What did I do?
- Ah…right.
- I was beaten up.
- Then…then…
- Sonohara-san…eh, why?
Mikado's mind was finally clear. He opened his eyes, curious about what was going on right now. But his vision remained too blurred for him to make out what was happening.
It looked like he was lying on the ground, and Anri's face was floating somewhere above him.
"Ah…Sonohara-san..."
"Mikado-kun! Thank God…!"
Though he couldn't make out the expression on her face, Mikado recognized relief in her voice. It made him feel both guilty and grateful. Upon remembering what had just happened to him, his chest felt as if it was going to explode with shame.
- Ah, right.
- I was beaten up badly.
- Speaking of which, I haven't heard Sonohara-san sound this worried since Masaomi fell at the abandoned factory.
- I'm so glad.
- At least she worries about me as much as she worries about Masaomi.
Mikado's thoughts were so blurred that he was confused as to where to begin.
- Speaking of which, where are the men who…
- Did they leave?
If they were still around, Anri would be in danger.
Mikado struggled to sit up despite the pain.
At that exact moment, however, a shadow appeared in his blurred vision.
"You…you monster...!"
- Eh?
It was one of the three men who had been torturing him.
He raised his arm, looking as if he was about to hit Anri with a silvery object.
- Danger!
Mikado was about to push Anri aside when -
Before he could do so, a metallic clang ricocheted throughout the alley.
Anri's upper body was twisted slightly sideways. Something silvery was extending out of her arm.
- A steel pipe...?
- No, a katana…?
The next second - the silvery weapon had hit the man's temple. His giant figure fell like a puppet with its strings cut.
Mikado was reminded of what happened months ago.
When he had arrived at the abandoned factory to rescue Masaomi from the crowd of Yellow Turbans members, Anri had stood there holding a katana in her hands.
- ...This is the Sonohara-san I do not know about.
Mikado's vision finally recovered as the silvery weapon was sucked back into Anri's arm.
"Um…are you alright...?"
"Y-Yeah."
Mikado sat up slowly - and saw three men, the one who had just fallen included, lying unconscious on the ground.
"This…"
"…"
Anri lowered her head and remained silent.
It was obvious that "something" had happened just now.
But Mikado had no idea exactly what it was.
None of the men were bleeding, but they had bruises that looked as if they were from being hit by thin steel sticks.
Anri was obviously in the know, but she did not speak.
- And there was the thing I saw a moment before…
It was probably not a hallucination.
Everything made Mikado curious. But seeing Anri's unsettled expression, he shook his head and said:
"It's alright. I won't ask any questions."
A soft smile appeared on his swollen face.
"T-Thank you, Mikado-kun…"
Looking relieved at Mikado's recovery, Anri touched his shoulder, smiling timidly.
"Um, are you really alright? Should we call an ambulance...?"
"No, thank you. I can stand up on my own."
Mikado struggled to his feet immediately to reassure Anri.
- Yeah, it's already decided, isn't it? Our secrets will have to wait till Masaomi comes back.
It was probably not something they could just explain in one or two sentences, anyway.
A high school girl holding a katana and making it disappear within seconds without a trace.
It was by no means something one could understand with common sense. But it was not Mikado's concern at the moment.
That was because he was overwhelmed by emotions far stronger than his doubt about Anri.
- I haven't…
- I haven't been able to do anything.
- I could't do anything about those men…and Sonohara-san had to save me.
- My weakness…put Sonohara-san in danger…
Bashing himself in his mind didn't mean that he could do anything to remedy the situation. Feebly, he tried to reassure Anri.
"There's no need…I'm fine."
"So…should we at least go to the hospital or Kishitani-sensei's apartment…?"
Anri suggested, but Mikado shook his head.
"I have no broken bones, so I'll be alright…also, we have to go…to Kadota-san…to Raira's Second Ground…"
"Eh…?"
Anri looked confused at Mikado's words.
Mikado lowered his eyes as he saw the doubt and concern on her face. Looking at the ground, he muttered:
"I'm sorry…but I have to go right away…to save the girls…they were going to use them as hostages…and judging by what they said, they're probably not going to let the girls go after the fight."
"Mikado-kun…I think it's better to let the police deal with this…"
"No! If we try to alert the police, who knows what those men are going to do to the girls…and Kadota-san will be in trouble too if the police gets involved."
"…"
Anri felt that Mikado was only speaking half of the truth.
Anri was not completely ignorant about Mikado.
She knew that Mikado had some kind of special tie to Dollars.
Mikado was probably worried that involving the police would spell trouble for Dollars.
"…"
After a brief silence, Anri inhaled silently and said:
"Then I'll go, too."
"Wha…"
"…You don't want to call the police, right...? Then I'll go with you. I want to save Kamichika-san and her friends, too."
Anri paused for a moment as if hesitating before adding:
"…I want to…be of some help to Mikado-kun."
She said it with a sort of determination.
Mikado understood her thoughts immediately.
The figure of the girl with a katana filled his mind.
He knew what it meant - even if she was going to risk exposing her secret identity, she was going to help Mikado.
Mikado did not know what her secret was, but he knew that it must be important to Anri.
The boy lowered his head, hesitation written all over his face.
But Mikado knew that no matter what he said, Anri was going to follow him. He decided to accept her determined offer as readily as he had accepted his own selfishness.
"I see…let's go, then."
The boy nodded emphatically and left the alleyway with Anri.
What we learned:
-This happened after this
-Anri... She has a katana again...
-She saved me from those thugs but it's still something we can't talk about?
-What happened?
-Why am I so utterly powerless?
-The girl I like has to save me, how pathetic am I?
-At least I know we go to try and save the girls after all
-Anri.... Accepts my selfishness
-Plus 100 helpless feelings
-Plus 100 frustration and shame
-Plus 50 ability to accept help
-Plus 100 more feelings for Anri
-Minus 50 self-confidence
What this means:
This one is big and horrible. It's the second half of one of his most traumatizing memories to date, and it doesn't get better. Waking up in pain and confusion to find the girl he likes standing over him and the downed thugs, watching her wield a katana, and knowing she had to save him... Not a good feeling. Not only that, but he knows he's dragging her into further danger and she will most likely have to protect him again if they have any chance of rescuing the kidnapped girls.
These are horrible, unpleasant feelings. Also of note is, in this and the previous memory, he hasn't slept in over 24 hours and he's been having shock after shock to his emotions, not to mention suffering a physical beating that left him unconscious and only without broken bones out of luck. It's been an unpleasant and intense day and probably his mental and emotional state reflect that confusion and high distress.