Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Hakuouki franchise. I only own my OCs and any original ideas.

I haven't written in many, many years and it feels a little weird to be back on here. I'm not promising anything about the stories I began writing during my earlier years here but there is a possibility I will go back and complete them.

For now, enjoy this fanfic whilst my mind is still lingering on the fantastic anime called Hakuouki.

Enjoy!

The laughter in the restaurant had died down significantly since the time Shizue first walked in. Those still seated were either heavily inebriated or passed out at their tables. The frantic but controlled rush of the waitresses to clear away the plates and cups signalled the time for her to also make her leave. Downing the rest of her sake, Shizue picked up her weapons and slung her bag over her shoulder. She made an effort to stand up quickly and effortlessly, but the contents of her bag opposed to the change, as did the sake she had consumed during the night. Shizue refused to back down the weight of the bottles in her bag and trudged slowly to the door of the restaurant, bowing slightly to the owners before exiting the place.

The air was on the colder side, as the seasons succumbed to winter's embrace. Shizue breathed out slowly and watched as the steam from her breath wafted up and faded from view. She looked up to the moon and smiled to herself; this time of day was when she was in her element. As strands of her black hair danced in her vision, the girl walked leisurely down the street, reminiscing in times when she had not been down this road alone.

A rustling noise from her bag jolted her from her reverie and Shizue peered down at its contents in bewilderment. Last she remembered, she hadn't drunk enough alcohol to conjure up sounds elicited from a few bottles of medicine. After a few more moments of rustling and mewling sounds erupting from her bag, a furry white ball flashed out, carrying a small bottle in its mouth. As if to taunt her, the small cat turned back to face the girl before running off.

Shizue blinked.

"Eh?!" With a shout of indignation and annoyance, the dark-haired girl took off after the tiny animal, holding the bag close to her chest to avoid clanking of the bottles and further disruption to her schedule. She was someone who enjoyed order and preferred not to venture into places where she would have to act spontaneously. It was too troublesome for her to live in the real world.

The moon lit her path as she thundered on, barely catching sight of the cat's white tail as it turned a corner. A voice at the back of her head flashed a warning as her ears picked up the sound of metal clashing together. Shizue slowed her step and made a move to peer around the corner, when a familiar white flash flung itself at her and buried itself in her chest. Shizue looked down at the shaking creature, which was making whimpering sounds despite the bottle still being tightly clasped in its mouth.

The girl softly laid her bag down in the bushes at the front of the house she was standing at and clasped her straight-sword softly. She slowly circled around the corner and edged closer to the scene. There was a loud shout and a grunt of pain before one of the figures visible to Shizue dropped to the ground, blood seeping from him. She swallowed down her horror and moved closer, drawing her weapon slowly from its sheath on her back. With soft hands, she clutched the small cat in one and the sword in her other.

As she was about to strike down the white haired being before her, a quiet gasp reached her ears, bypassing all the loud grunts of the man on the ground and the monster hovering above him, in front of her. Shock coursed its way through her veins and she lunged from her hiding place, slashing at the first monster. She injured it but did not kill it, and on her way past it she noticed the gaping wound begin to heal, even as it bled. With quick feet, the dark-haired girl swivelled behind the crate and crouched in front of the person she had heard.

"It's okay. I just need you to stay calm, okay?" She whispered to the girl behind her, without looking back. Shizue could almost feel the girl nod behind her and sighed. The stupid cat in her arms had led her here on purpose, knowing she wouldn't be able to leave after hearing such a despairing cry, especially from a girl.

The monster moved closer to them as it struck down its final opposition. Shizue watched the creature's shadow as it grew bigger and gripped her straight-sword tighter. She passed the cat to the girl behind her, hissing at it quietly when its claws continued to cling onto her garments. With a resolute sigh, Shizue dragged her second sword out of its sheath on her back and momentarily marvelled at its silver-blue glint.

Without further hesitation, the girl leapt out from the hiding spot and clashed with the white-haired monster in front of her. Claws met blade and thick blood splashed onto her face. Shizue grunted before pushing the creature back, slashing in an X shape in front of her. She held her first sword in front of her, slanted and ready to attack. The second held a more defensive horizontal position at her side.

As the monster got up, Shizue sidestepped its lunge and carved up its body with her first sword. As she moved behind it, her second sword slashed across its body before she brought the first one diagonally across its neck. She watched unblinkingly as its head slid off its shoulders and the disgusting thing fell to its knees.

The girl bowed her head in a silent prayer, in the hopes that the restless souls lain to rest tonight would find peace. She then walked slowly back to the girl and the cat, still crouched behind the crate. She smiled tiredly at her but stopped when she saw her eyes. They were fixed at something behind Shizue, rather than at her. Shizue froze as the glint of metal slid into her vision and the cold of the blade rested on her neck.

"If you make a move I'll kill you."

The girl in front of Shizue fainted on the spot, her arm lolling at her side and the cat she had been clutching forgotten. The small animal leapt onto Shizue and clasped itself onto her garments once more. It took all of Shizue's efforts not to move as its weight landed on her, in fear of the sharp blade at her neck.

A shuffling sound was heard from behind her, to her left before something heavy hit her skull.

She blacked out.

A/N

Thanks for getting to the bottom! Please review and let me know if this is a yay or nay. I've read a couple fanfics in this category and many of them have the same idea. I'd hate for mine to be too similar to another's work that it dries out my readers.

Thanks y'all!