My Untouchable

                                           『~My Untouchable~』

Chapter 1</i>: Hibiscus

Pictures of assorted girls were scattered on the glass table, all for choosing especially for Shinji. He was a child who never refused his parents, he did what a parent would be 'proud' of, despite the unhappiness he felt lurking in the cornerstones of his heart. Unlike his brother, Shinji has not become the black sheep of the family, his sibling wanted to taste liberation instead of staying in the clutches of his unit's will. Shinji is the polar opposite of his sibling, not carefree like he was, but Shinji did want to taste the same freedom. Purple orbs cast away to the window view of this accursed hotel suite, heaving a mental sigh, the teen stood up and walk towards the window view.

From what he could see, mid-class and high-class walked around the city with their rich—and mid-rich—prideful glory, various shopping bags clanged on the wrist of boastful women. Husbands following not to far behind, rather interested staring at the various chains, rings, gold, and fat wallets with money sticking out to show off their wealth. Shinji growled, and in spite of his own ranking because of his money-craving parents and their sick obsession of money. Those pictures on table is just to make gleeful contact with whichever family just as rich, resulting his parents becoming even wealthier in the process.

Pounding a fist on the glass, Shinji's head slid from the glass until he was on his knees. His brother must be having the happy life, not giving one care in the world about money, not being forced into whatever he doesn't like, not being trapped like a bird in a cage. Affluent people are just the worst, as so from the scene slightly far off and needing to squint just to see it. A group of men surrounded an individual, beating said person down with the power of sheer force: fist-fighting. One of the men look disgusted at his now-grimy hands, beads of sweat coming from the evil smirk on his face before landing powerful kicks on the poor dweller.

Shinji shrugged, this was normal after all. Recognizing it to be a blonde head of hair full of muck, teeth missing from place, and lanky clothing concluded to be just another unlucky Untouchable. Albeit, Shinji never did like lower-class, or afraid an Untouchable might touch him made the purple haired teen shiver. 'It seems like I'm just as bad as my parents', Shinji inwardly thought. As he got bored of staying trapped indoors for much too long, his hand grabbed the cardkey right beside the window view, which was later stuffed inside his pocket. The door immediately locked when the door shut closed, his footsteps trailed echoes to the elevator. Pressing on the down button, the conveyer quickly open as it did close once Shinji stepped inside.

Being on the top floor, his eyes trailed until it pressed the button with a '1' and a white star beside said button. Ignoring the surroundings and greetings from the main desk, Shinji made his way pass the revolving door of the lobby, entering the chilly air Veilstone. Pedestrians rapidly moved from the way to let teen pass, this made Shinji eyebrow twitch since he just wanted to be treated just as normal as the rest.

'To hell with these rankings.'

Not giving a thought to those around him, he almost jumped from the shock of being started; the manhole lid was slid across, a head of blue hair popped out from the whole. Her sapphire eyes glanced up, frightened, quivering. Shinji almost wanted to know what was wrong with her. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, please don't hurt me!" The sapphire haired placed her scratched up arms over her head, expected to be pounded with something.

'She is…'

"Never planned on it." Shinji muttered nonchalantly, he kneeled down to this girl's level, wondering why he would be so near a filthy Untouchable, or why he didn't just sneer in disgust and wander off.

"Is this mutant bothering you, Master Shinji?" A husky man came by, preparing his fist with an manifesting smirk. In response, the sapphire haired had her mouth open with no words coming out, giving the appearance to just shrink back into the hole.

Shinji never bothered to look at whoever was beside him, "Did I ever recall asking for help? No. Out of my sight before I send you to the deepest part of a legal hell." The purple haired teen eyebrows furrowed with annoyance, being one to always hated those helping him for money or loose end profit, or even the slightest recognition to boast around he saved one of the richest families in Sinnoh. The man quivered, backing away into the distance.

"…Thank you, umm, err…Master Shinji…? I'm Hikari." She smiled brightly beside her dirty exterior, yet the radiance and warmth that smile almost made Shinji sick. He could never freely smile like that, not even a forced one.

"I could careless."

Hikari couldn't seem to say anything back in response, her smile instantly turned into a frown. She has no place to respond unless asked to do so, from where she held on the ladder of the manhole, her fingernail manages to scrap off some mold growing in the corner of the bars. This was her line of duty as a Untouchable, from cleaning sewers to human ‘dirt’, it's her punishment on life.

Shinji—still kneeling—eyed every aspect of Hikari. From the beautiful blue hues in her eyes, to the very details on her skin, he imaged a creamy-skin behind the ugly smudges, a beautiful girl that needs to be cleaned. He was bored, what else can he do? 'Not like I actually care.' Nodding to himself, his eyes cast down to her shoulders, noting how incredibly and unhealthy thin she currently was.

"When was the last time you actually had a decent meal?"

Hikari never looked up, she kept scraping off residue that didn't look like it was coming off anytime soon, "Much too long ago."

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." Shinji hissed, almost resembling a venomous tone. It drew her attention, her eye dilating in size to shock and fright once again.

This made the purple haired teen smirk, a little confident in his power against people. For the moment of silence that passed with brushing winds as her blue locks gently passed through the breeze. Shinji almost bit her lip to murmur the word 'beautiful', but manage to keep his words kept, "You're coming with me." Standing up firm, he took a few steps to the hotel, cocking his head to see is the blue haired was even following.

Hikari placed the lid of the manhole back in place, "Uh, pardon?" Dusting off the rags that appeared like clothing, she stood with a tilted expression on her face, following a good distance away while biting the pain of the glass objects slipping into her bare feet.

"You heard me."

Hikari squeaked lightly, she kept her distance when following Shinji, aware at all the sidelong glances everyone has given her. Conscious of chatter going about, her head was forced down, her opticals peering at Shinji who seemed to care less about this whole ordeal of getting close to an Untouchable. The back of her mind nagged her constantly, reminding herself of a new discovered plan that could possibly end her life in a heartbeat, "For mom, for Jun…!"

Passing the cold floors of the lobby, Hikari frowned when she entered the elevator, cautious by her toxic scent and grunted look on Shinji's face; he was of course disgusted by the stench of this Untouchable. Placing his sleeve over his nose, Shinji rather smell the aroma of his clothing than trying not to barf, much to Hikari's dismay when trying to hide in her little corner. The ding signaled the stop, making the male come out first and gasp for refreshing oxygen.

Shinji approached his door, sliding the key card on the machine as the door open. Giving a glance over to Hikari, she stood in spot before entering, "Sorry for the intrusion." Nervously, she looked around if she could possibly sit down anywhere, she even took notice that Shinji went inside one of the room of the suite, giving Hikari the time to examine her new surroundings. Smiling brightly at the view of Veilstone from so up, she wanted to come close, but afraid to get her dirty feet smothered around on the snow-white carpet.

"This place is pretty!"

"Sure it is, here."

Hikari was almost surprised that the complement of the suite backfired as Shinji stepped in with towels, she accepted them with an odd look, "Thank you…but I couldn't. A lowly Untouchable cannot deserve anything; we have no right to do so." Neatly placing the towel on the floor, the sapphire teen stepped back only a few times, "I appreciate your kindness, Master Shinji."

Twirling the heel of her foot, she halted when the atmosphere tensed and the sharp tone coming from the other teen, "Cut the formal crap and bathe. Not like anything out there is going to be any kinder, considering how much of a weakling you are."

She gasped, taken aback by the dangerous tone he used. Shinji stepped aside to let her enter, and she followed orders and stopped before coming inside the door bathroom, her dirty nails clawed into the wooden ledge, "I'm—not a weakling." Hikari said before closing the door behind her.

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