This is my first ever fic and I'm fine with criticisms unless it's from people I know. *glares at friends*
Constructive criticism is welcomed about mistakes that don't make sense to the story. Same goes for grammatical mistakes
Warning: This is an OC and AU fic. It also may be OOC. The characters are in their 20's.
Disclaimer: Any characters I use are not owned by me but by the authors that created them unless they are: Ouzaka Sango, her family, and extras. If you want information on these characters, go to my profile and there will be data on them. (or I'll try to write them.)
Enjoy! I hope….
Rikkai Gumi
Sango walked down the dimly lit street, slightly unnerved by the lack of people and noise that she was so used to. As she walked by an alleyway she saw a shadow and froze. There were two men. One was crouching and holding his shoulder. The other was standing, his arm held in front of him. Sango gasped as silently as possible as she realised that he as holding a gun. Then suddenly, the hand holding it jolted and the crouching figure fell to the ground. It was then, that Sango realised that the man had seen her as he faced in her direction.
"Who are you?" he called. His dialect was odd, maybe somewhere from the south. She stayed silent with fear as the arm moved and pointed the gun at her. Then the man started walking towards her, lessening the tension between them. When he reached her, he whispered "If you don't tell anyone about this, you'll be safe. Understand?" Sango nodded dumbly and fell to her knees, the world turning black around her.
When Sango woke, she felt dizzy as if she had just woken from an incomprehensible dream. She looked around her, expecting to see fences of houses but instead seeing her own living room. She remembered the street fading and knew that she had fainted. If that was the case, how had she arrived here? Just then, a voice interrupted her thoughts.
"I see you're awake." It was the voice of the killer.
"D-did you carry me here?" He nodded.
"I looked through your bag for the address and used your keys to get in here. I hope you don't mind," he smirked, showing he knew that she did mind- a lot. For the first time, she looked at his face. Dancing blue eyes, fair, if not pale skin and a mouth that seemed to be permanently fixed in a crooked smile, as though he was mocking every single person he met. He had spiky, silver hair, tied into a thin short rattail.
"Thank you," she finally mumbled.
"…Piyo" Sango stared at the man in disbelief. What was he, an alien? Then she remembered what had happened in the alleyway- only a human could do that kind of thing.
"I'll take my leave now, but not one word to anyone about what happened unless you want to be on the morning news," and he was gone.