41AN: We don't own OMG.
Hello, everyone this is a Co-Authored fic by 'K1 X Bell' and 'Gamera68'. We hope you enjoy reading our story! This is AU, so OOC is to be expected. It's going to be a bit dark towards the beginning, but should get better as it goes on.
Belldandy's whole world was shattered when Celestine tricked her into killing the Valkyries. After much debate, her eldest sister Urd was able to convince the Almighty One that she was being manipulated, but was denied in her request to wipe her younger sister's memories of the event, Belldandy would be forced to live with her actions, for better or worse.
And Keiichi Morisato was not much better off himself….
K1 X Bell: "I seem to be the one that has the knack for the depressing and gloomy, so I'm probably gonna be doing most of the writing and editing towards the beginning, but don't count Gamera out. He might just surprise me and write something awesome. You may find it strange that there will be two distinct writing styles, but I think it may actually be a bit refreshing to see that change up."
Gamera68: "Yes, I helped out, but not as much as I wanted to, but it works!"
K1 X Bell: "Alright, I'm starting things off with chapter one, wish me luck!"
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A young college student sat quietly, as tears flowed down his face as he held an old photo.
Worn around the edges from being handled, the picture held memories of happy times, long since passed. It was a simple five by nine piece, yet it held so much meaning to the young man. It was his most valuable possession, as it contained within in its tiny size, the last time he had been content; the last time he believed in ever being truly happy. It was a photo taken during his sister Megumi's 16th birthday. They stood with one arm around the others shoulder, while flashing piece signs toward the camera; their parents were all smiles as they watched the duo.
While being his only reminder of his past happiness, it served another purpose. It was the very picture that had caused him more pain than almost anything else had in this world; the memory of the night that he had failed in his job as a big brother.
As Keiichi continued to reminisce, his feelings of sadness were clearly reflected upon his features.
Thinking to himself, the young man lightly rested himself against the wall behind him.
'Imouto, did I make the right choice? You always said you wanted to be strong like me when you grew up. That strength you spoke of, where was it that night? The one time when I needed it the most, I was weak. Would you still think so great of your Onii-san now? I should have been stronger. If I had, maybe you would still be here. I'm so sorry Megumi.'
His thoughts continued along this line for several more minutes before he could no longer hold his eyes open, he was finally gave a small piece of respite as sleep overtook him.
Jerking his head up, Keiichi heard the sound of his alarm blaring. Standing, he quickly shuffled over to the thrice damned device. Shutting it off, he stretched and let out a small sigh. Turning back to his previous spot he gently lays the picture he had held onto all night on the desk while giving it a small smile. After looking at it for a brief moment, he walks toward the bathroom to take a shower.
Taking a few seconds to disrobe, he stepped in. Momentarily forgetting that it's not instantly hot, Keiichi was blasted with a stream of ice cold water. It did the job of waking him up, but soured his mood at the same time. Letting out a loud sigh he glanced up at the ceiling.
'It's gonna be one of those days, isn't it?"
Quickly going through the normal routine, he stepped out of the shower feeling only slightly better than before. After a minute of drying off and slipping on some clothes, Keiichi walked over to the T.V. and flipped it on. Only half-paying attention, he managed to get the day's forecast out of it.
"A high of 45 degrees and raining; another wonderful day in Nekomi!" He yelled out with faux enthusiasm. Shutting the box off, he laid back on his futon and let out a loud sigh; only to have to get up again when a loud ringing filled his room. Quickly picking up the phone, he spoke.
"Hello? Keiichi speaking."
"Morisato, that you? You need to come into work now and cover Takeda's shift, he didn't show up and I'm shorthanded here."
"I work the afternoon shift; I'll be in around three" Keiichi explained as he attempted to remain calm.
"If you want to keep your job, you will be here in 30 minutes Morisato! No one else is available for work today beside you; now move your ass!"
Biting back a retort, Keiichi lightly placed the phone on its receiver. 'Yep, one of those days…"
Glancing over toward his alarm clock, he let out a groan.
"7:30, Ughh… this is ridiculous."
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Throwing on his old jacket, he stepped out into the hall only to run in to Tamiya and Ootaki.
"Morisato you up for an early morning workout?"
"Sorry guys, I'm heading out to work."
"Hahaha, that's a good one Morisato. You don't work early on Fridays; where ya' goin'?"
"I'm serious guys, the boss called me in to cover for someone else; now I get to work his shift and mine" he ground out, clearly displeased at being taken advantage of.
"Ah man, that sucks dude. The auto club is partying out tonight and we were gonna drop by and pick ya' up after work."
"Sorry guys, I'm going to be exhausted by the time I get back; you guys go throw your party. I'm gonna have a nice quiet night and try to relax."
"You sure man, we could put it off 'till tomorrow?"
"No, it's alright, you guys go on and have fun."
"Alright bud, we won't hold you up any longer, see ya' man."
Keiichi gave them a nod in thanks and headed for the front door, but was stopped at hearing his name called.
"Hey, that part for your bike should arrive in the mail later today; we'll fix it up for you when we get back!" Came Ootaki's voice from down the hall.
"Thanks guys, I appreciate it!"
"No problem man, anytime!"
Slipping his shoes on, Keiichi stepped outside into the rain…
Meanwhile, later at Keiichi's Job...
"Morisato! About damn time you got here! We got boxes waiting on the truck. Now get your ass moving!"
His boss was about the biggest S.O.B. he had ever met in his life, and he was probably the only person Keiichi could say without a doubt he actually hated. He walked on his workers, treated them like door mats, abused his position, and talked down to everyone. It was kind of ironic, considering how the man was severely overweight and about half a head shorter than him.
Throwing his rain-soaked jacket on a random chair he let out small "Alright."
"What was that?"
Mentally sighing, he resigned himself to his fate. "Yes sir."
"That's what I thought, now do your job!" Turning around the man shuffled off to another part of the warehouse.
If the phrase 'looks could kill' held any semblance of truth, the man would have been a smoldering pile of ashes.
Letting his anger go, Keiichi got to work…
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It was nearly 11 P.M. before Keiichi was finally let off. Sighing to himself, he slowly walked home. The rain had stopped a few hours before, but the wind had picked quite a bit. With it being just shy of 35 degrees, he was freezing in his still-wet clothes. Clutching at his jacket, he picked up his pace. After the day he had, he wanted nothing more than to take a hot shower and just relax.
Seeing a Bar, he briefly mused if he should just go and get hammered.
Weighing the pros and cons, he quickly made his decision.
'Nah, as tempting as it is; the hangover wouldn't be worth it.'
Continuing his trudge home, Keiichi mulled over what he should have for dinner.
After working for 15 hours straight, cooking was not going to fly with on it for a few more moments he decided to just order something out. Taking a quick left he found himself in front of the all-male dormitory.
After he removed his soaked shoe, the young man trekked up the stairs before he made his way his room.
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Opening the door he walked in and called out.
"I'm home!"
He was met with silence.
He longed for someone to be there to greet him or at least acknowledge his existence, but there never was. Sighing for what felt like the millionth time that day, he threw his jacket haphazardly into the corner of the room before heading off towards the shower. He avoided the little mishap from earlier by turning the shower before he stepped in.
"Fool me once…" was all he said while he enjoyed the feeling of hot water running over his aching body.
Twenty minutes later, he walked back into his room feeling shades better. Taking a quick look around he found a note lying on his folded up futon. Picking it up he read aloud.
"Morisato, we figured you'd be dead on your feet by the time you got back, so we spotted you a 1000 Yen for a pizza or something. Take care dude, we'll see you tomorrow. –Tamiya and Ootaki"
As he smiled the first time all day, he let out a small laugh.
They were good guys, a little eccentric at times, but they genuinely cared about the younger class-men.
It was nice to know there were at least some people who were nice enough to help out someone just because it was the right thing to do. And not just so they looked better, or were just trying to get something in return.
Pausing momentarily, his expression tightened, as a thought occurred to him.
When had he become so cynical? With all the people that ever used him, stepped on him, and mistreated him, he had always tried to keep a positive outlook; to not let things get to him.
Lately however, he had been losing faith in people, and did not trust easy. And it scared him deeply; he didn't know why he felt this way or what had caused it.
But he was on the verge of losing it, he really needed a break from everything, whether it's by talking with someone or leaving Nekomi altogether didn't matter.
The only one thing that was certain, was something needed to be done soon, or he was going to unload on the some unlucky bastard that had stepped across his path.
And with how things had been going recently, his boss was the most likely candidate. He briefly pondered seeing a counselor and talking about his problems.
Only to laugh at the notion, nobody was going to help him, if he wasn't willing to help himself.
His expression softened slightly as the thoughts continued.
The worst part was the loneliness; it ate at him day after day. Never stopping, never sleeping. And after 5 years, it was starting to really get to him. He was so empty inside; he honestly wondered what kept him going all this time. Of all the pain and mistreatment he had ever received, whether it be physical or emotional, nothing compared to that absolute hell of being absolutely alone.
He hated it; sure there were people around him every day, but that didn't quell the feeling of emptiness that filled his heart. To even have someone there to greet him when he got home, or to say good morning when he woke up, would be enough to make him happy.
Brushing his thoughts aside, he took a seat on the floor while he grabbed the phone-book.
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After he scanned the pages for a minute, he found the restaurants that delivered.
Dragging the phone over to him he punched in a few numbers.
"Hello, do you guys deliver? Not after nine? Okay, I understand; thank you for your time."
"Yeah, thanks for nothing", Keiichi noted to himself.
This scene repeated itself a few more times and before long, Keiichi was ready to fling the old rotary phone across the room. Re-checking the book one more time, he punched in another number. Already preparing another apology, he was surprised by a young woman's voice coming over the line. It was a lovely sound and she seemed very excited.
"You have reached the Goddess Relief Agency; I will be with you shortly, Mr. Morisato!"
He had a brief moment to wonder how she knew his name, before the mirror behind him began to brightly glow blue…
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Chapter Complete!
K1 X Bell: Alright, it's done! It originally was similar to the first episode to the anime with him going to school and such, but my laptop crashed on me when I was almost done. So I lost pretty much everything, and had to start over… But, I think it's for the best. I liked the way this version came out a lot better! What do you think Gamera?
Gamera68: It wasn't easy, but we somehow managed to come up with a name and summary in only an hour!
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See you guys next time, K1 and Gamera out!
