A/N: Honestly I got no idea what this is, it just kinda, poured out of me. This story is an idea I've had in my head for a while actually, though only got around to writing it just recently. Chapters for this will be shorter then my other two main stories, though I'm hoping will be somewhat more frequent in exchange. A

Disclaimer: Not mine, though I wish it was.

Yamada Taro was a normal guy, with black short cropped hair, a somewhat square face, and an appearance that tended to make him look like he had no idea what was going on at any given time. Born an only child, though he had 8 cousins that he saw regularly, he was a kid who grew up always wanting to be a police officer. His head full of big dreams to protect people and save the day. Unfortunately for him, he was the picture of utter averageness. He got through school with grades and physical training that were more than enough to get him into the police academy, but nowhere enough to get him to the top of his inducting year. Most people he met couldn't even remember his name, and when they did it usually wasn't for more than a few days.

It eventually got so bad that he ended up pushed into the one job that didn't require a partner whatsoever, and the kid who once had dreams of becoming a police chief, found himself becoming a regular, ordinary, bicycle cop. For a year he had a life that nothing of note occurred,

His average day going something like this.

FLASHBACK

Yamada was cycling down the street, his early morning patrol route already well mapped out. His path took him through what could be considered one of the better parts of the city. Crime was practically non-existent along his route was quiet. Pulling up at a red light to he saw a black haired kid, not more than two or three years younger than him really but still, along with his two parents.

The kid gave him a quick wave and asked, "Hello officer, is the day treating you well?"

"Nothing I can complain about," Yamada said somewhat tiredly, with a sarcastic grin "But the day's still young so you never know."

The Kimihitos were a usual sight on his patrol, the parents did, something, he never figured out quite what. All he knew was it tended to take them to faraway places and leave the kid looking after himself. The Kid always seemed to take the opportunity to greet him when he passed so they were all good in his books.

The light changed green and he waved the family goodbye as he continued his route. Really, he didn't see anything the whole day, the biggest point of interest was a few other conversations, and helping a little old lady cross the street.

END FLASHBACK

It was like that day after day, maybe if he was lucky he would stop a purse snatcher, but those days were rare. Still, he didn't terribly mind the job, and as it went on he began to slip into the routine. Before he knew it the year came to an end, and he realized that he had absolutely no job growth prospects. His boss seemed to forget he even existed, though his co-workers atleast acknowledge him whenever he ran into them between patrols.

The next year brought a very interesting bit of news. It was just a few days after New Year's when the world's government's revealed that for years, or more specifically, generations, they had been hiding the existence of dozens, or even hundreds, of different species. The new species were collectively known as Luminals, though would informally gain the term 'Monster-people.'

Unfortunately the novelty of the idea quickly passed as more regular news took over. The average people saw nothing of the new species, which were still living in their own little enclaves throughout the world and barred visitors. In the background things were changing though, the governments set up programs to begin intermixing the Luminals with normal humans. Personally, Yamada didn't care either way about the newly unveiled species. He wasn't one of those people he heard shouting from street corners occasionally about how the Luminals were evil or going to corrupt morals or stuff like that, but he wasn't running to the government offices to sign up for the upcoming programs.

Then the exchange program actually started to go into action, it was just a trial run, only a half-dozen monster people showing up in the area's he usually patrolled. They all seemed nice enough, they were nothing that unusual really, just like normal people with funny ears and tails. They didn't cause any trouble so he only saw them occasionally, walking around the streets. He ran into that Kid a few times then. The guy said something about his parents going overseas, and seemed to take a bit more of a passing interest in the monster people around the town then Yamada did.

One day though he was biking along his route when one of the much younger kids whose family had taken in a Luminal came running out of a side road onto the street screaming to high hell. Pulling his bike over he stopped and crouched down infront of the child that was now sprinting at him.

"What's the matter kid?"

As the child got closer it now became obvious that he was sobbing, "Mr. O-O-Officer, some g-guys were shouting at us and then, and then Alicia and them were fighting and she told me to f-find help. T-There in the street over there!"

'Shit,' Was the first thing that passed through Yamada's head, and he tapped the boy on the shoulder, "Stay here with my bike, I'll go make sure she's fine." It should be safe enough here on the normal street, and Yamada definitely didn't want this kid following him as he stood up and sprinted the way the boy had come. Turning the corner he saw one of the Luminals he had become familiar with, a dog eared and tailed girl that looked otherwise like a regular human. A very good looking girl compared to the average human, though at the moment she was looking worse for wear as she was sporting a few bruises and cuts.

Around her was a trio of guys, or more specifically a trio of guys still standing, another two guys were on the ground, out cold with black eyes and blood dripping out of their noses. It didn't look good for the luminal though, she was holding onto her arm and looked like she was at the end of her strength. The three guys didn't look to good either but they had numbers on their side.

Being well aware of what this situation was likely leading to, either a murder, or something equally as bad, Yamada wasn't about to miss a chance to live up to his childhood ambitions. Pulling out his snub revolver he pointed it at the trio and shouted, "Police! Put your hands up and step away from the girl!"

The trio looked over at Yamada, then at eachother, and promptly bolted. Unfortunately for them, that was when the wall exploded. Very literally exploded. The force of the blast was enough to send dust everywhere and when it cleared the three thugs were on the ground with a team of riot police pinning them down. From the street Yamada had left his bike, another team was pulling up.

All in all, Yamada was extremely confused, one moment there had been a situation, and the next what seemed to be half the riot cops in the city were here with no warning and nearly gotten here before he did. Reholstering his pistol, he saw that the Luminal was looking just as confused as he was.

Then someone tapped on his shoulder and when he turned he nearly jumped out of his skin, instead he just leapt nearly three feet away. Mostly because it was not the usual day when you see a person with odd eye colours, stiches across their face, and teeth that looked more at home in a shark then a person.

"Bit jumpy aren't ya?" the person said, and now that he got a moment to calm down he noticed a few things, one the person was a girl, two, she was very obviously a luminal. He hoped so atleast, otherwise the girl infront of him had undergone some extremely extensive surgery. Her smile was still something he could only compare to a sharks and he was about to ask what she was smiling about when he felt another tap on his shoulder. He only lept a foot this time, before he even looked at who was there, which just got both the luminals at the scene along with the new comer to laugh at him.

"Don't worry officer, we can take this from here," the newcomer, a tall woman with extremely long black hair, and an outfit that just screamed 'government agent,' said.

Grumbling under his breath Yamada gave the government agent a brief glare then asked, "Who are you people anyways. Also why did you blow up a wall..." Then he remembered who freaked him out first, spinning around and pointing his finger at the patchwork girl, "And who the hell are you!"

"I'm Ms. Smith head of this towns Cross-Species enforcement squad, she's part of MON, and that's-" the black haired woman started, flashing a government badge, before the patchwork woman cut in.

"Name's Zombina, nice to meet ya."

"Okay, so you guys are government agents," Yamada sighed, scratching the back of his head, "Does that mean I don't have to write up a report for this?"

"Nope! Infact you might have to write up a few extra reports because I've got enough on my plate as it is," Ms. Smith said with a smile on her face.

"Seriously?"

"Yep, too bad for you cause there are a lot of papers to sign every time a Luminal gets involved."

Yamada could only sigh again as Zombina gave him a pat on the shoulder before heading off with Ms. Smith toward the big hole in the building they made. The riot squad was cleaning up the thugs, and the kid he had left with his bike had come back and was currently wrapped around the Alicia's leg.

All in all, he might not have gotten to be the hero he was hoping he could get to be, but he still felt he had done some good, so with just another sigh he returned to his bike and cycled off to the station to start filling out those reports.

By the next day he had discovered a growing dislike for one Ms. Smith, mixed with some sympathy, who would guess it needed some 200 pages filled in triplicate just for one report…