Maiyo, Mencenary Reincarnated Ch. 1

"Maiyo, time to wake up," mom yells. I groan. I hate mornings. And I mean HATE mornings. Hi. It's nice to meet you. The name's Maiyo. As usual  mom comes in my room to make sure I get out of bed. "Come on, Maiyo. I said get up." I groan again.

This is my usual day: get up, eat breakfast, go to my living hell called school, try not to fall asleep for the next eight hours, come home, do homework, eat dinner, take bath, and go to bed to start the damn cycle again in the fucking morning. Sorry about my language but like I said I hate fucking mornings. "Maiyo, this is the last time I'm going to tell you to get up." I sigh. "Alright, alright. I'm up," I say, getting to my feet.

"Go to the bathroom and get ready. I'll ly out your school uniform."

"Okay," I yawn.

In the bathroom, I wet a wash cloth and wash my face. After washing my face, I set the wash cloth down, stretch, and then yawn again. I open my eyes and look in the mirror. My life from this moment has gone from average to fucked up, creepy, and weird.

"Mom! Did dad come home drunk again last night?"

"No, Maiyo. Why? May I ask."

"Come in the bathroom and you'll know."

"Alright, Maiyo. What is it-," is what comes out of her mouth when she sees what's happened to my face. She's in total shock. As am I. Okay so when I went to bed last night my face was clean and free of any markings. Now I have purple markings under my eyes that look like snake fangs. "Maiyo! When did you get those tatooes under your eyes?!"

"Like the hell I know! When I went to bed last night my face was tatoo free!"

"Maiyo! It's not like someone came in your room last night when you were sleeping and....."

She's looking at me like she's just realized something. Could it be something to done with these damn markings? Please tell me it is.

"Maiyo, come with me. I think I know how you got those purple snake fangs," she says as she grabs my hand and runs toward her and dad's room. Mom drags me to the closet and flings it open. She starts digging through a few old boxes that hold the research papers she has done over the years. And just so I'm clear with you, I'm not very good at explaining things. My mom is a researcher. Anything that peaks her interest she'll research it. Most of the stuff she researches are myths and history. She's quite famous for her research.

Back to my matters. I begin to help her search for whatever it is she's looking for. "Mom, what exactly is it you're looking for?"

"Do you remember that paper I wrote about the Shichinintai?"

"Shichinintai? You mean that band of seven mencenaries, right?"

"Yes, I think it might spread some light on things and until we figure out how you got those markings you're not going to school. Okay?"

"I'll do anything just to not go to that hell hole."

We had spend nearly half the morning just looking for that damn paper. It was a little before ten o' clock when we found it.  While I am eating breakfast, mom is on her laptop. I'll bet you twenty bucks that she's researching the Shichinintai. "Finally found it!"

"Found what?" I say with my mouth full.

"Maiyo, you're fifteen. Don't talk with your mouth full. When you're done eating come here and I'll show you."

"Yeah, yeah," I remark, placing my bowl in the sink," Oh, and let me guess. You were looking for something about the Shichinintai, weren't you?"

"Stop being a smart ass and get over here."

I look over her shoulder."So was I right?"

"You're half right."

Alright so I was wrong. But I'm only giving you ten because I was half right. I look at the laptop screen. It has a picture, well I should say picture of a painting, of a girl in a beautiful light pink yukata with a green leaf pattern on it. I think I'm blushing. She's so lovely. She has the back part of her hair pinned in a bun. "Who's the sexy chick?"

"That 'chick' is a dude. And Maiyo are you gay?"

"No, I'm bi. I told you this months ago."

"Oh, sorry. I guess I forgot."

I take closer look at the picture and notice she, I mean he, has the same markings as I do. WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE!!!! I've seen him before!!!

When I was little I used to always wake up in the middle of the night and find myself face to face with a black figure. It was like on cue, I would wake up and see that black figure. After seeing it, I would turn around and try to go back to sleep. I'd peek to see if was still there and it always was. One night I finally got enough courage to ask it to leave but when I was about to it looked like it got down on one knee and held out its hand. I think it know I wanted it to go. I took its hand. When my hand touched its, it revealed its true form. It was the guy in the painting. He was smiling at me. He said something to me but I couldn't hear him. I gave him a confused look. He unterstood me. He approached me and climbed in bed with me. I was freaking out and moved as far away as I could from him but my bed was along the wall. So I didn't get far. I was so scared that he was going to hurt me. I lied there shaking when he snaked his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. All he did was cuddle me in his arms. It felt nice. Really nice. I fell asleep snuggled in his arms. The next morning I found that he was gone. Then I heard a voice say,"I promise to protect you." "Who are you?" I asked it. He appeared one last time and said," I am Jakotsu of the Shichinintai." And with that he was gone. Since then I have had this endless dream. It continues from where ever I was before I get up. I think I'm seeing Jakotsu's memories. Yes, that it. I am seeing his memories.

"J-Jakotsu..."

"Maiyo....Is he that figure you said you used see when you were little?"

"Y-Y-Yes..."

"I think you are his reincarnation."

"That would explain somethings but are you sure?"

"Yes. One: You look just like him. Two: Just out of the blue you have his purple snake fangs. Three: You have seen his ghost many times. And four: He said it to you himself, didn't he, 'I promise to protect you.' and 'I am Jakotsu of the Shichinintai?"

"Yes but still?"

"I thought you would this way. So I pulled up this website up all about recarnations and
incarnations. So you sit down and read it. And I'll clean up."

This website has everything on it about what has happened to me.

It reads this:

Some people believe that if half a soul is reincarnated that the recarnation can have some markings or birthmarks that the incarnation had. But if only the incarnation was resurrected before being reincarnated and half the soul was put in the incarnation. It's also believed that the incarnation must still be living so that the reincarnation can get said marks. And that the incarnation and reincarnation are connected by a white thread. Such as the theory that a person is connected by a red thread to their soul mate. It's also said that when the incarnation is searching for the reincarnation that they may be able to remove their soul from their body so it will be easier to find the reincarnation. Through out history people have claimed this to happen. That they see a black figure in the middle of night and when the black figure reveals itself true form it is someone who looks just like them, or the incarnation. Others say that the incarnation promises them that they will protect them no matter what.

I have stop here. It's too much for me to handle.