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[Dragyli123]

Basically what the title says. If anyone has feedback they are welcome. This is what I have so far:

"Perfect," Said Dr. Keiji, pointing angrily at the fifty page report on the table. He was a middle aged Japanese scientist with focus on physics. "Perfect." He ran his hand through his hair and straightened his narrow glasses. "You expect me to read all that? I barely have time to sleep at night! I'm not going to read that...take it to someone else."

The young man across the table took the report and shook it in Dr. Keiji's face. "There is enough proof in this for it to be taken to the national level, along with all the diagrams and even an escape plan! You think this isn't worth reading?"

"No." Dr. Keiji roared, "I have no time nor interest in the games of you young people. Be gone this instant!"

"What of the report?" the young man said desperately.

"To hell with that report!" Dr. Keiji bellowed, "Get out!"

The young man waved his hands around in distress, then turned around and left the office, leaving the report on the table. Dr. Keiji grabbed the report and tossed it into the trash can, along with some other papers on the table.

"And stay out!" He growled to himself. Then he thought for a moment and took the report out of the trash can again, and read it.

The young man, a twenty year old Chinese international co-op student scientist, closed the door behind him and angrily stomped out of the building, heading straight for the cafeteria of the University/High School campus. His name was Yun and last name Xiao, but goes by the name of Akiran in Japan. His straight black hair covered his forehead and part of his eyes, shading it from the mid-June sun.

He bought a meal, selected a quiet table near the window, and sat down to eat. His meal consisted of a bowl of rice, some fried chicken, and a vegetable stir-fry. He split apart a pair of one-time use chopsticks and began to eat.

About five minutes later, another young man by the name Yuan Yang of sat down across from him. He was a fellow Chinese co-op student, and was three years older than Akiran. He chuckled as he split his chopsticks. "Keiji kicked you out, yes?"

Akiran nodded without looking up from his meal.

"Come on! Cheer up, Akiran...its not the first time," Yuan said.

"That report took me two months! TWO! And what did he do? He tossed it in the trash. What kind of a professor is he?" he threw down his chopsticks in anger.

"He probably is reading it now. I know Keiji, the guy is just plain curious...he'd read anything a student gives him." Yuan said.

Akiran sighed, "You think?"

[roseboy]

good story so far. w:en are you going to post the next chapter?

[Dragyli123]

Now...and please give feedback if possible. By the way, that was the first part of the first chapter.

Akiran slowly opened the door to his apartment and entered, heading straight for his bedroom.

It was a cozy if cramped home, with a small kitchen and dining room, a bathroom, a living room and a bedroom. There was a sofa in the living room, and a television. His bedroom had a computer and desk in it so he could work late at night. The bathroom was small but relatively clean (for a twenty-year old man, and served its purpose well.

He slumped down on his bed, thinking over his over-stressed day. He did not even think about the two reports which were due in two weeks. He closed his eyes, but was not able to fall asleep.

There was a knock at his door. He sat up , rubbed his eyes and opened the door. Then he sucked in a sharp breath, not daring to believe his eyes.

Standing before him, wearing a skirt and a shirt and carrying a suitcase, was his sister. She had big eyes, a softly tapered oval face and was on the slim side. Her hair was tied back into twin tails, both of them streaming down past her shoulders. She was not very tall, maybe a meter and a half or a little more. Her skin was pale and as smooth as it was four years ago when he last saw her. Overall, except for the changes in height and proportion, his sister had changed little, and even the expression that she wore on her face was nearly the same, just a little more mature.

Akiran had arrived in Japan six years before, to go to High School in Japan. He was the top student of his school at the time, and was suggested to the high ranking international academy in Shima city. He was only fourteen, and lived with a relative for three of the six years. At the age of seventeen, that relative was killed in a robbery, and Akiran was forced to live by himself, and so he did for the past three years. When he left, his sister was only six years old. In the six years, he had only seen his sister on photos and the once his family had come to see him four years ago.

"Yang? What are you doing here?" Akiran asked, surprised.

"By the way, I go by Hikari, since we're in Japan," She replied in perfect Japanese. "And how do you do, brother?"

"What..." Akiran said, unable to say anything more.

"Brother...I missed you." Hikari said.

Akiran pulled her inside. "I missed you too. Are you hungry?"

Hikari nodded. Akiran grinned, then said, "Come with me."

Akiran opened his refrigerator, searching for any sign of food. Disappointed, he then continued to the cupboard above the stove. He managed to uncover a pack of instant noodles, and, unable to find anymore, opened it and tossed it in a pot, leaving it to simmer.

"So...what are you doing here?" Akiran asked, walking to the table.

"Mom started being weird a week ago." Hikari replied, "She constantly said that Beijing is going to burst into flames one day, and insisted that I come live with you. Dad couldn't persuade mom otherwise, so he bought me the plane ticket and sent me here."

"Are you tired? Do you need to sleep?" Akiran enquired. He did not further question about his mother, for she did have a history of spontaneous comments and insisting that they would happen. That included the time when she said that someone was going to die if anyone were to leave that instant. It turned out that a car had smashed into their front door just before their dad made it to the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, but it's okay. I want to talk with you." Hikari answered. Akiran stood up and went to get the noodles. He returned with a steaming bowl of noodles and a pair of chopsticks.

"Thank you, brother." Hikari said.

Akiran grinned, and watched as Hikari devoured the bowl of noodles. He felt a sweet sensation down in the heart. Finally, he felt truly like a brother.

Hikari soon finished the noodles. She took the bowl to the kitchen. Akiran followed her, and took the bowl from her, washing it.

"You know, I'm really not used to someone else doing the dishes," Hikari said, "I'm always the one to do the chores at home."

"That's okay," Akiran said, "You will.

[Sawdust]

Writing style is insulting simple, as if you're writing for 7th grade public school students, but the content is good so far, but I can't tag it generic just yet since the plot is only beginning to unfold. Reminds me of how the book "Battle Royale" is written, except this has no pop culture references and takes itself way more seriously. Keep going.

[Dragyli123]

It gets a little better, that is only the beginning. Here is next part of chapter 1:

Akiran let Hikari sleep on the bed, and slept on the sofa for the night. He intended to get another bed the next day, as it was the weekend. But, then again, the sofa wasn't as bad as he had expected, so he did not. He took Hikari to the mall and bought her a few Japanese style clothes for school next week. He went to the principle of the High School and got Hikari a spot in class 1-2, the second best class in grade 1 (grade 7 elementary) middle school (in Japan, classes are sometimes selected this way). He even got her the uniform.

Akiran took Hikari to school on Monday as he planned, and took her to the office to introduce her to the Principle. Then, he left to attend his first period class.

On the way, he overheard a few students speaking.

"Hey, did you know that there is a new transfer into our school?"

"Yeah...she's in first year."

"She's supposed to be very cute."

"In your dreams, Jirou."

"Oh shut up!"

Akiran sighed and continued on his way. He was not paying very much attention to the lecture, but thinking of what Hikari had told him the night before. How his mom had been talking about Beijing going up in flames.

Could it happen?

Akiran approached the high school part of the campus. He could see that the new student transfer had already struck up gossip at the school. Walking towards the main exit, he saw a gaggle of children, and Hikari in the middle. A chubby kid was shoving her around inside the circle. Hikari lost balance and fell to the ground. Akiran went and pulled the teens aside, then hoisted Hikari to her feet.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

She shook her head. Akiran could see the marks on her lips from her biting on them, and her eyes were wet.

Akiran knew that Hikari would never cry out in public. Her personality was much like is, hard as stone on the outside, but soft within. He took her by the hand and left for the parking lot.

They arrived at the apartment a few minutes later, and Akiran directed Hikari to the bedroom and sat down beside her on the bed..

"I'm sorry that happened to you on your first day there." he said.

She bit her lips again, and he saw a teardrop slowly make its way out of her eye and down her pale cheeks. Akiran passed her a tissue and sat down beside her.

"Its okay, Hikari. I'm sure you will make many friends," Akiran said, "And I'll take you back to China when mom gets convinced that Beijing isn't about to go up in flames."

Hikari wiped her eyes again, "I don't really want to go back. All mom and dad care about is money, learning, studying, learning, studying, oh and don't forget to do the dishes. But, no one bullied me in China...well...no one talked to me either."

"Yes. I felt like that when I first came here. I'm sure mom will get past her instinct." Akiran said, putting a comforting arm around her shoulders.

They stayed there for a few moments, then Akiran left to fix dinner. He gave up when he remembered that he had no food in his house, so he ordered some fast food. They had a quiet dinner, eating and watching TV.

The news came on, and Akiran shifted his full attention to the TV.

"Hello. Today is June 17, 2012, and here is the world report."

"Top story today is the burning of Beijing..."

Akiran sucked in a sharp breath and began coughing. Then he felt Hikari's hand grab his arm. He shook it off, trying to not be aggressive with the action.

"...the whole city of Beijing had just gone up in flames two hours ago. The cause is unknown, and the number of survivors is yet to increase. So far, only two people have survived, only because they were in the sewers, working on the pipes, too far down to be harmed by the fire. One of them is still in critical condition at the Tianjin main hospital, and the other is conscious but also injured."

Akiran looked at Hikari, who at the same time was looking at him. Their eyes met, and Akiran noticed the fear in Hikari's eyes. Then he turned back to the TV.

"Mom was right." Hikari said. "She was right to tell me to leave. But why didn't she leave herself? Why?" She began crying, putting her head on Akiran's shoulder. Akiran patted her back, trying unsuccessfully to comfort her. He knew that she had gone through way too much in just one short week. It would overcome anyone, not to mention a twelve year old girl.

Suddenly, he something clicked in his head. He ran to his computer and turned it on. Hikari stopped crying and followed him. Akiran clicked on a text file labelled "End of the World Theory".

He scrolled down the countless pages, to one subtitled "Destruction Phase" He pointed at the graphs and text, clearly stating that in a hundred years, the ozone layer will be completely gone, due to uses of the newly invented gamma ray powered weapons in war and as a source of energy, and a blast stream of solar wind will radiate from the sun, heating up the Earth. The inside of the Earth will bur n first, first bubbling up onto the surface and causing major destruction. Then the Earth will turn inside-out, into something like Mercury. According to his theories, the north-eastern region of China will begin to go up in flames first.

"Hikari...we must go visit Beijing." Akiran said, "I want to check the ground."

"Wherever you go, Akiran, I'll go with you." Hikari said, "You are the only family I have right now, and even If mom and dad survived somehow, you are by far the closest." She sighed, "If the world will end soon, I would rather spend the rest of the time in Hawaii or something."

Akiran laughed, "I don't have the money to afford another trip...but, I will take you to the beach so at least you can visit the ocean once."

"But what happens if the world does end?" Hikari asked, "What will we do then?"

"Nothing," Akiran replied simply, and, seeing the confused look on his sister's face, explained, "What can we do? It's what the Earth wants to do, and we cannot stop it."

"They must have some sort of sanctuary outside of Earth...maybe the ISS..." Hikari said desperately.

"Hikari...think. They will never believe us in the first place, and then they will never let us on even if they found out." Akiran said, "It's not so scary if you think that everyone is going to die."

"But..." Hikari said, still unsure.

"It's something we cannot avoid." Akiran stated plainly.

"True." Hikari said, somewhat cheerier than before.

"You know what, let's go to the beach tomorrow. It's an unscheduled holiday." Akiran said, "I go every day anyway."

They finished dinner, and Akiran bought the plane tickets. They would leave in a week.