Itsuka Tenma no Shirogane Kitsune

프롤로그- Saeloun Chingu? Ani

"Come to this place,
And let us overlap our hearts.
I will take out your thorns.
I play to the future that has crumbled to ruin.
Pick up your yell,
And let us share a kiss."

-Akiko Shikata

The breeze danced, rustling Ara's ebon bangs as she crouched on the park bench, sniffling. Her amber eyes shined as tears trickled down her reddened cheeks. The chaotic notes of conversation rang through the air while people milled around in the park, chattering to each other, some angry shouts, others were gleeful outburst of laughter, while still other conversations were the cutting dagger of malicious gossip. Though varied as the snowflakes on a winter's day, the people in the park shared one thing in common.

They all ignored Ara…

She was completely alone.

Three hundred years it has been… The ebonette thought mournfully as she stared out into the distance with empty eyes. I understand… but at the same time I don't? Why did everything go wrong? Why did I fail so miserably? Why weren't we strong enough…?

A fat mourning dove pecked at the crumbs scattered on the asphalt by messy eaters, its neutral-tone feathers shimmering a subtle incandescent rainbow in the bright sunlight. Ara sighed, fiddling with the silver hairpin that held the orange scarf in her hair together, keeping her locks in a neat, low-hanging ponytail.

"Oi, what are you doing there crying like that? You're taking up the bench!" A brusque, if somewhat young voice snapped. It took Ara a moment to realize it was directed at her. "Hey, are you deaf?"

"Eh?!" Her eyes snapped open wide as she turned her head to the right to glimpse the person who was speaking so rudely to her.

A young male with lavender-tinged hair, appearing to be around fourteen or so, was standing diagonally to the ebonette, his arms crossed and rapping the ground rather tetchily with his left foot, his one visible fuchsia eye (for the left eye was concealed behind long, side swept bangs) was narrowed in irritation as he glared at her.

"Y-you! Ah! I'm so sorry!" Ara squealed, leaping right off the bench and gesturing wildly at the lavender-haired male to sit. He snorted, taking his sweet time to plop his butt on the bench and leaned back lazily, basking in the sun's rays, his bangs falling away to reveal a thin jagged scar that was a violent shade of hot pink.

After watching him for a brief moment, Ara sat down next to him. He sighed, scooting away from her. "What?" he snipped, flinging mental daggers at the ebonette. Ara furrowed her brow, tilting her head to the side before breaking out into a wide smile, quite a drastic change from her sobbing just minutes earlier. "I-I'm Ara Haan! What's your name?"

The lavender-haired male cocked his left eyebrow, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply. "I'm Add… Add Targaryen," he answered with a chilly air. She bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically, holding her hand out. "Nice to meet you Add!" she chirruped gaily.

Add's eyes widened before he scooted even further away. "Don't talk to me," he mumbled dourly, looking the other way. Ara's face crumpled, tears threatening to break out. "O..." she sniffled, "k…" she sniffled some more, wiping her nose on her detached sleeves. Hearing the sniffling, Add directed his gaze back to the ebonette.

"Hey! What are you blubbering about?" he barked, crossing his legs. Ara whimpered, rubbing her eyes, "Ah, i-it's nothing! Ju-just…" she stammered, biting her bottom lip. The lavender-haired male sighed, rolling his eyes towards the heavens. What is wrong with her? She's so weird! Not to mention whiney! And she dresses weird! he thought, eyeing the ebonette. Her clothes were a bit weird, traditional Oriental style almost, and way to frilly for practical wear.

"I… just thought we could be friends!" Ara blurted out, her cheeks puffing out as she stared down Add. His jaw dropped, "Say what lady? What makes you think that could work out?!" She pouted, burying her chin into her chest. "Well! You know, started a conversation with me and-"

"Listen woman," Add interjected, slicing the air in front of him with his hand, "I didn't initiate a conversation with you! I told you to move!" Upon seeing the tears gathering in her eyes, Add let out a loud howl and clapped his hands over his head. How to get rid of her? Seriously! UWAAAAH!

"What's wrong?" Ara questioned, reaching a tentative hand out towards Add, who promptly jerked backwards in response. "Why must it be me?" he moaned disparagingly, burying his face in his hands. "I promise I won't be much of a bother if your friends with me!" the ebonette said hopefully, clasping her hands together. Add sucked in his cheeks, trying very hard to not lose his temper. He hated being bothered by people, especially loud ones that were prone to randomly crying without warning. Well, he hated humanity as a whole, with very few exceptions, himself being one of course.

"Where is your family and your other friends? Why don't you know… scat and play with them?" he furrowed his brow, making "shoo" motions at Ara. Much to his dismay, her face started to scrunch up and turn red again.

"Ok! Ok! Bad question!" he yelped, waving his arms around. Ara sniffled, forcing a weak laugh as she dried her eyes. "Eh heh… I really don't have any," she mumbled in an undertone. Add gaped incredulously at her, "Wait… no family? Like legit, not even an aunt or uncle?" he queried dubiously. Ara frowned sadly, slowly nodding her head, taking a sudden interest in the surface texture of the black asphalt.

"Oh…" Add trailed, leaning back, folding his arms behind his neck. "Welcome to the club," he replied drily. The ebonette's eyes went wide and she leaned forward, her face a hairbreadths away from his. "Tch…" Add scowled, putting another inch between him and Ara.

"You don't have any family left either?" she probed. Add bit his bottom lip, filling the air with a tense silence save for the muffled chattering of the random pedestrians in the background, before speaking: "No, I lost my parents in an incident at work, my grandparents were already dead, and my aunt and uncle died in a car crash." Ara's face fell, "Oh, I'm sorry…"

"Don't be," Add snapped. Ara cocked her head to the side, staring dubiously at him. "What?" the lavender-haired male huffed, shaking his head exasperatedly. Ara chewed her bottom lip, drawing her knees on the bench and resting her chin on her knee caps. "Ah, never mind… Your turn now!"

"For what?" he shot back in a bored tone. Ara chuckled, flashing a sunny smile at him. "You get to ask me a question now!" He nodded dispassionately, pursing his lips into a thin line, thinking hard before asking: "What's with your get-up?" The ebonette's eyes widened, "Say what?" Add groaned internally, gesturing at Ara. "It's so… weird! I mean, who dresses like that?"

The ebonette bristled, sticking her nose up in the air. "It's very soft and comfortable thank you very much, made of pure silk and quite stain resistant," she retorted with an aura of affronted dignity. Add's jaw dropped as he scooted over to Ara to get a better look at her outfit. "Stain-resistant silk? That's the biggest oxymoron I've ever heard," he remarked as he held his hand out, gently poking at the sleeves of her outfit. Ara smirked, holding her arm out, "Go ahead and feel it, soooo soft," she sighed dreamily, using her free arm to rub her cheek.

Add hesitated, before taking a fistful of the silken material and rubbing it between his hands. "You're right!" he exclaimed, awe-struck, "It really is soft!" Closer inspection revealed to the amazed Add, that the blinding, snow-white sections of the outfit were pristine, devoid of stains.

Ara smiled smugly at the lavender-haired male, "It's my favorite outfit, I never take it off," she stated. Add quickly withdrew his hand, looking mildly disturbed. "N-never?"

The ebonette's visage was pensive, "Well, I take it off for bedtime, all the other times it's my go-to outfit." Add shuddered, placing some more space between them. "Do… you… like wash it at all?" Ara snickered, shrugging her shoulders with a nonchalant air.

"About once every two weeks, if I don't forget to stop by the laundry mat."

It was all Add could do to prevent himself from screeching on the spot. With lighting speed, he withdrew a hand sized bottle of sanitizer before liberally squirting it all over his hands, rubbing vigorously. "Oh… that smells nice," Ara commented as the smell of citrus and apples filled the air. Looking at the very pale-faced Add, she let out a loud yawn and sprang off the bench, throwing her hands into the air.

"So, do you want to come to the Central Square with me?" Ara asked, her face forming an adorable puppy-dog expression. Add blanched, staring at his hands.

"I will, as soon as I can wash my hands!"

RC: Aaand cut! I hope you enjoy the first chapter of my Give-Ara-Some-Love Project!

Ara: It's nice to see that you aren't making me into some psychotic, yandere biatch in this story, but I thought Gate of Sheol was next?

RC: It was… and then, I listened to Utsusemi by Akiko Shikata, got interested in the anime that it was the ending for "A Dark Rabbit Has Seven Lives" looked it up, fell in love with the concept, and here we are! Plus, you need more love Ara! Where are your harems? Huh?

Ara: I do concur… but I thought you hated Add… so why me and him?

RC: Like I mentioned, and the summary does too, it's a harem, once all the guys get introduced, I'll be putting up a poll to decide which guy you end up with from the 3 eligible bachelors in this story (Elsword, Chung, and Add) Raven is with Rena and Aren is forever with Elesis, until my hopes and dreams get crushed and he's not the tenth character.

Raven: This story… will be interesting… I mean, I don't know much…

RC: It's an excuse for me to kill Add… LOADS of times…

Addition: OAO;

RC: But there's also going to be several sub-plots such as the drama with Elesis and Elsword, an environmentalist group, and some other things I can't quite remember… But yes, this story is crack/ romance/ action/ drama! I hope you enjoy it all of you! Next chapter is when SHIT GETS REAL.

Addition: A.K.A. blood is spilt.

RC: Anyways, next I have to work on this prject sent to me by my younger FF sis- Kat! And then is Gate of Sheol! Remember to R&R if you love Ara, think she deserves a harem, and love me and this story! Ja Nee! *Flies out the window*