Hello everyone, and this is Homo Animalis. The title doesn't sound too interesting, correct - it's my first fanfic. I don't care if I get 10 or even 5 reads, I'll try my best to finish this. Honest reviews are more than welcome, too. Aaaanyway this is based off a dream I had, based on unordinary people (no, not disabled people, but people with 'superpowers') and some characters inspired by the gang in Disney's Oliver & Company (NOSTALGIA). It may take in some feral children, too.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the boys, nor am I making money off of this. The lovebirds belong to our goddess, Hinako Takanaga. I invented the plot with inspiration, as anyone would.

Enjoy!

Chapter One: Warning Signs

'Reports of the Ijona children soar as the police struggle to capture the young criminals and keep the cases under control. The children are most likely aged between 12-16 and have been kidnapping infants and children from their parents on multiple occasions. There have been 283 attacks, 269 ending in death and injury, counted so far and approximately 500 or possibly more of this group spread across Japan. They are said to be inhuman, unordinary beings, resembling animals by growling, baring their teeth and having slit pupils at times. Most walk on all fours with one reported to be walking on its hands with perfect posture despite, apparently, having no legs; have abnormally shaped body parts; have amazing eyesight, strength, speed, stamina, smelling and hearing; and some specific children have been reported to be over 8 feet in height with the tallest recorded being 11 feet. For your own safety we suggest you always go out in groups and contact help whenever an unnatural event occurs.'

Sunlight gracefully streamed through the window, scattering across the now lit-up room. Today was a Sunday, a day of relaxation and rest for everyone. A day after that weird dream you have about another that you have mixed feelings about. A day of having to listen to another's love-struck whining and constant affection. A day of having to defend yourself with threats and hitting and punching while plotting to murder another person. A day of being seduced and touched and suddenly kissed by that one stupid, over-optimistic, clingy, overprotecti-

Abruptly and without warning, soft lips pressed passionately against his own. "Good morning, Senpai," a familiar male voice whispered in Souichi's now flaming red ears. "I've made breakfast for you. How did you sleep?" The blonde haired man refused to answer the question, mostly because of the anger boiling up beneath his fiery hot face. Despite this he just ignored his idiotic kouhai and exited the room, leaving his puppy-like admirer to trail behind him.

As he always had been, Morinaga was very, very protective of his 'lover'. He did not intend to share him with any another person, nor did he to ever lose him. He was so in love with his senpai that if he were to fall in love with a woman he would much likely go downhill. It was as if that tyrannical asshole had saved his life. And with hostile beings roaming across the city, that life could be short lived. Would he miss me if I was attacked? the thought popped into his mind. What if I was killed or permanently injured? Would that even affect him in the slightest? "Oi baka, quit spacing out," the very sound of his love echoed through his blank mind. Little did the brunet know that he wasn't even halfway through the bedroom doorway. "What's the matter with you? You've been doing that a lot lately. Can't you focus anymore?" Not that he ever does focus, he answered his own question in his head. But it was true, Morinaga ceased to pay attention on many occasions for some reason; even the middle of a sentence was apparently the perfect time to be thinking about God knows what. It had gotten to the point where his friends had noticed, too. Even Souichi himself was a little concerned about his strange behavior. "I get it, I know, it just happens sometimes," the lover boy attempted to explain himself for the third time this week, "I mean, nothing serious is on my mind, I just start spacing out and not concentrating. Ah, what's wrong with me?" He slid down the wall and crouched down, tucking his head in his knees in stress and sadness. Hell, he didn't even know if what he felt was either - he just knew it wasn't good.
Of course, Souichi felt sympathy, but his personality wasn't built to make it evident. "You're fine, baka," the older man knelt down to comfort his kouhai, "just try not to embarrass me out in public with your daydreaming shit," and soon returned to his normal self. That, oddly enough, earned him a sudden bear hug - as usual, impossible to escape from.

"I love you, Senpai, you always know what to say," Morinaga gently spoke as he pressed his lightly hot face against the nape of the blond. Big mistake. "DON'T PUSH YOUR FUCKING LUCK, I HAVEN'T EVEN EATEN YET!" A painful punch made contact with his head as the attacker stomped away, anger quickly rushing and racing around inside him as per usual. Blood ran down the brunet's nose as his mind went totally blank once again. Unknowingly, the innocent being emitted a deep, almost terrifying growl from behind Souichi's back. It was so low-pitched you could just about feel the vibrations pass through your body. The upperclassman, for once in quite a long time, expressed fear at what lied behind him.

"M-morinaga?" he quietly called for his companion.

"Huh? Oh yes," and just like that, he was fine, "what were you saying?"