Kuro Hashi – Ch. 1 - Chopsticks

Mit: Okay! Here's something I've wanted to write for almost 2 years now! Hm…I sure hope it's good! Oh, and I do not own Furuba. But I wish I owned Haru and Kyou! I simply adore them… And yes, I did steal the name Shia from Pita Ten. But it's such an adorable name! –squee- I don't own Pita Ten either.

Shia smiled as she looked up at the sun – the warm rays making the illusion of a glowing face. She glanced down at the paper, the address staring at her in black ink. The house in front of her…this was it. They lived here.

Striding towards the door, her shoes clicking on every step, she heard voices. Quickly, she turned around to see a boy. His silver hair seemed to sparkle in the sunlight, as his lavender eyes stared at her in confusion. Shia smiled.

"Excuse me miss, but, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I am…looking for a family called Sohma. Would they happen to live here, as the young blonde boy said?" Shia queried.

"Yes. They do. In fact, I'm Yuki Sohma," he introduced while bowing. Shia bowed as well.

"My name is Shia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Yuki-san. If you would kindly direct me inside, I have something to discuss with Shigure-sama."

"Just be careful, Shia-san. He's dangerous," Yuki warned, as he opened the door. Stepping inside, Shia noticed a tall man, clad in a dark green kimono. She walked up to the man, nervously.

"Might you be Shigure-sama?" she inquired. The man turned around, confused at first, but then smiled.

"And you would be Shia, right?" A smile spread across Shia's face. "Well then, step into my office!" Shigure exclaimed as he led Shia into a trash heap of a room. Watching from a distance, Yuki was quite perplexed.

"Shigure-sama…this is your office?"

"Hm…you're right. I really should clean this out once in a while…" In deep thought, he rubbed the back of his head. "But…to business matters. You claim to be able to do the impossible. How exactly do you do that?" Shia removed two black chopsticks from her hair, and held them up to Shigure.

"With these."

Later

"Hm? Who is this?" a girl with brown hair and sapphire asked as she walked into the kitchen. Shia turned her attention away from her tea to look at the girl.

"Ah. So, are you Tohru Honda-san?" Shia inquired. Tohru quickly bowed, and Shia stood up to do the same.

"Yes! Um…it's very nice to meet you!" Tohru exclaimed, smiling.

"My name is Shia. I'm going to be staying here for a short while."

"Wow, really? It'll be so nice to have another girl around here! So, Shia-san, you've already met the others?"

"Yes, everybody but the one named Kyou. I am looking forward to meeting him."

"Erm…well, Kyou's a little…"

"Yo," called a voice. Shia turned towards the person.

"Might you be Kyou-san?" Shia asked, smiling. But noticing the look on Kyou's face, she became alarmed. "I…said something wrong, didn't I?"

"Don't call me Kyou-san! It makes me sound like an old man!"

"I'm very sorry, Kyou-kun. Is it okay to call you Kyou-kun?"

"It's fine." Shia stared at him for a little while. Suddenly, Shigure ran into the room.

"Shia…you know your chopsticks?" he questioned. Shia nodded. "Well…they kinda…aren't there anymore." She gasped. They were so important. And if she was ever going to complete her job, she must have them.

"Jeez, why're you getting so worried over a stupid pair of chopsticks? You can always buy new ones," Kyou angrily stated.

"You don't quite understand yet, Kyou-kun. But you will soon," she answered, walking out the door, her lavender eyes looking back at them one more time.

Mit: WHOOOO! Stay tuned, folks.