Author: Yay, my new story! I wonder how this one will play out. Fair warning, I'll try to upload at least twice a month. I'm planning every week but please, when has a procrastinators plan ever work? So Tell me what you think when you finish, please and thank you!

P.S. This is a Kamen Rider Dragon Knight story. With some Characters and setting from Twilight mixed in.

Empty Rain

Chapter One

We were moving to live in that little town called Forks. The "we" that I implied was my mother and I. She was some hotshot lawyer and getting privately hired by a hospital. A Hospital in Forks. This is because she became freelanced after she quit her old company because they were a bunch of D-bags.

She represented a client of hers who was on the stand for murder. There wasn't enough evidence to convict him and she won him his freedom. While he was on the streets, four more people were killed. Her colleagues were furious at her, telling her that she was wrong about him and that she was an awful belief.

She stuck to her belief though. She believed that the guy was innocent and that the police were looking in the wrong direction.

Turns out that she was right. It was the guys brother.

Long story short, she saw everyone's true colors, hated them and quit. She became freelance and an old friend hooked her up. I was happy for her until I learned that he wasn't anywhere in California. So I was going to live a year in some miserable, cold place.

I have been staring out the window the entire time we've been on the road. Trees. They were everywhere!

"It's a beautiful place Kit. You'll grow to like it. Really, you will." My mom was still staring ahead. It was another one of her attempts to get me to talk to her. She gave her small smile, trying to lift my spirits.

It wasn't working.

Right now, I'd rather be at the beach with some of my friends. Girl hunting, people stalking, pretzel eating. Anywhere then here.

I didn't respond to her. I didn't feel like responding to the person who just ruined my teenage life.

"Kit."

I watched as the trees whizzed by. I had to turn my body earlier so that I was sitting on my side. My neck had gotten sore from being turned. Now my side was starting to get tingly. Some parts, like my leg, was already numb.

I thought it was worth it. I was going to ignore her as long as I could. So I was going to stay for this as long as I could. Which honestly, wasn't going to be all that long. I couldn't even feel half my butt anymore.

"Kit." It was said with more force this time. She obviously still wanted my attention for whatever talk she wanted to have with me.

I didn't want to talk. What is it with adults and not getting it when you didn't want to talk?

"Dammit Kit! You can't stay silent forever!" She took her eyes off the road for a second to look at me but then looked back. She sighed.

She let the silence sit for a moment, willing for me to speak. When I still hadn't said a word, she decided to pull over to the side of the road. She put it in park and sighed before turning to me.

"Kit, talk to me. You can't sit in silence the entire time that you live here. Speak to me." She stared at me. Her eyes weren't really pleading, like you would expect. They were more pissed off and annoyed. I turned my head to glare at her and piss her off some more before continuing to stare out the window.

"Come on, you'll make new friends here! You're good at that. Why can't you just accept our situation and learn to live with it!"

I snapped. "Because you took me out of sunny California to this rainy, cold, miserable nowhere! And you did it before my senior year! How the hell would you feel?" I had turned my head to scream at her and now that I was done, I turned back around to stare at all the freaking trees.

"I would live with it."

"Yea fucking right."

"The hell Kit? Why can't you just pretend to like it here? Pretend! You were always good at that too!"

I turned around fast. " Pretending gave me some entertainment. I will not pretend to want to be here because no one would want to be here! I could have stayed with grandma! She didn't mind at all if I decided to stay there for my senior year! Why couldn't I stay there!"

"Because you're my child! That is why you are with me."

"And that's a stupid reason. You're freaking possessive."

She stayed silent. Her left hand still on the steering wheel, was gripping at it tightly. Her knuckles had turned white. I crossed my arms and stared at her, looking into her eyes.

She had milky brown eyes. They were different than mine. I resembled her mainly but our eyes were completely different. I had my dads. They were teal. They would switch from being blue to being green some days and others, one would be blue, the other green. I wondered what they were now.

"It's not that I'm possessive. You just now the relationship between me and your grandma. All I need is her called me up, sneering at how she's doing so much better at raising you then I was."

"So you made me move because of your pride?" The fuck was that. I turned back to the window. I was done talking to her. "Let's just get to the freaking place."

She sighed again before turning around and putting the car back in drive. She pulled off the side of the road and sped up as the rain started coming down lightly.

It took us another two hours of a tense car ride to get to the house.

When we got there, the moving people were on the porch, playing cards as the waited on us. My mother turned the car off and jumped out before it even stopped rolling. She put her lawyer smile on as she walked up to them.

I stayed in the car for a bit and watched as they got moving. She was directing them on where to put all the big furniture. Like the couches, beds, dressers, Tv's, etc. Everything was covered in plastic, the rainy forecast foreseen. Big men and a girl. A girl who was slightly, manly. There was one guy who was kinda cute.

Ah, I'm not gay. Just not straight. It's what I say to everyone. Confuses them enough to either be able to walk away or get them off the subject. I'll do both. I'm not a whore, usually, but I couldn't care less. I've done girls, I've done guys just haven't been done by a guy. All the ones I've met have been smaller then me. In more ways then one.

I sighed and grabbed my personal bag. It had my computer in it and anything else that I considered valuable. Like I would trust someone else with my things. I pulled the latch on my door and kicked it open all the way, putting the strap of my book bag over my head and holding it closely to my chest, I jumped out of the car and slammed the door before making my way to the porch.

I leaped up the stairs and went to the side with the bench. It was the opposite side from my mom. Have I mentioned how much I hated her? I sat and watched the people go back and forth. They eventually got to the boxes and started leaving them on the porch before running to get another one, my mom pestering them the entire time.

Sometime, I don't know when, the rain had started to pour down even harder. The moving people were getting soaked. Even their little raincoats, when did they get those out? Maybe I should pay more attention to what's going on around me.

They eventually finished getting all the boxes out of the truck and started moving them from the porch, my mom went inside to direct them on where the boxes went. They all took off their coats and threw them on the porch before continuing their work. Most of them only glanced at me but the cute one kept looking at me.

I'm honestly very small compared to him. Slender really. Kind of, feminine. My hair's down, goes all the way to my shoulders. My bangs go down to my nose and I've swept them to the right. Got a black, long sleeved, v-neck on and my blue jeans. Yes, I was hot.

We were alone on the porch together, there being no more boxes to move or anything. He kept looking at me, so I turned to look at him, giving him a big smile.

"Is there something on my face?" He seemed startled by the fact that yes, I could talk.

He continued being cute. Timidly, he shook his head no. He kept his staring act up though. It was a bit weird. Looking at his body and his body language, he didn't seem all that shy. Maybe quiet but not shy. Was he pretending? Oh well, I'd let it slide. I, after all, a master at that art.

"I'm Kit. What's your name?" I shifted on the bench, making my entire body face him as he stood there, watching me.

"Louis."

I patted the spot next me. "Would you like to sit down Louis?" He looked a bit hesitant. I think it was more the fact that he was suppose to be working though. Shame, he was so cute.

He got called in and gave me an apologetic look before walking back inside. I leaned back and sighed. This was going to be, one long ass year.

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