Go Fujita brushed his pink hair out of his eyes. It was early in the morning. The sun was just rising. He took a deep breath, 'Here I go' he mentally screamed to his self. He began to push upon the large metal door, ignoring the gargoyle knocker. He pushed and he shoved but to no avail. He looked up at the grotesque knocker. His hands trembling he reached up to use it.

BANG

"EH! Keep you kimono on! I'm coming!" A woman's voice from inside the manor shouted. Fujita braced his girly self for what he feared to be a monster. Meanwhile across the château a girl was living in her own nightmare.

"You're not going to KILL yourself, are you?" A girl spat upon the one who was living in a sin.

Somehow, she managed a proud toss of the head, hurting eyes glaring over her shoulder. "You're not worth dying over." She had suffered before.

The girl who seemed to be living in pity of her self was named Katana. She would have a bigger impact than she expected.

Fujita was shocked to find the voice was owned by a beautiful dragon-demon.

"State your name and your business here." The woman said hotly.

"Uh…My names Fujita and—" he was cut off.

"Right the new guy!" The dragon-lady answered opening the door wider. "Come in!"

As soon as Fujita stepped in the girl slammed the door making the crystal chandler shake rapidly. The room was flourished with no paintings or flowers, and its dull gray walls mocked Fujita dress, bright in comparison. From the high up ceiling hang many chandeliers, all shaking.

Fujita's awe staring was cut off once again by the girl. "My names Ayako, if you need me just ask me or one of my siblings. You can tell if its one of us by this." She bent over to Fujita's height and fastened her fingers around and large golden pin. "We all have this pin." She stood up to her normal height. She tossed a few locks of her devilish red hair behind her back, the hair draped around her large red wings.

"Fallow me." Ayako said opening another door, from the looks of it, it was like the other door only less heavy and it lacked the knocker. Fujita fallowed obediently.

Ayako flipped threw some papers. "So you're a cat demon?" She asked.

"Yeah." Fujita answered in a purr.

"Alright then, I couldn't read what you had written on here. If I can't read it Aneko won't be able too."

"Right." Fujita purred back.

As they walked through the halls the only sound was Ayako's boots on the floor, Fujita saw a few more people with a pin like Ayako's. They seemed to be in charge.

"Ayako?" He asked his voice never broke the rhythmic click-clack of Ayako's shoes.

"Hmm?" She asked looking behind her.

"So…what does it mean if you have the pin?"

"Glad you asked." Ayako replied. "If you have the pin you are an overseer. What that means is you pretty much make sure every one is doing their job and such."

"Oh."

"In short, slack of and we will know. No matter where in this house, no matter what your doing, no matter what you think we will know."

"So you stalk us?"

"In a strange little way." Ayako answered. "Alright." She opened a large steel door "Stay right here. I'm going to find out who your roommate is."

Ayako forcefully opened the door. She briskly walked in her tail swinging with every step she took. She opened a metal file cabinet and rooted around in it until she found the file she wanted.

"Oh no…." Ayako shook her head. "Oh god no…"

"Oh my gosh! What is it?" Fujita squawked.

"This can't be right!" Ayako gaped, her face losing color. "I have to talk to mom."

"You need to talk to your mom?" Fujita asked. "She has a job here?"

"My mom runs this place."

"But I thought Aneko ran this place…" Fujita mused.

"Aneko is my mother." Ayako answered solemnly while tucking the file into her pocket. "This cannot be right." She sighed. "Fallow me."

Fujita made a 'meep' sound and scuttled after the woman.

After walking for what seemed to be hours. Ayako stopped outside a room with a tatami door. She knocked twice.

"What is it?" a cold voice answered.

Ayako rolled her eyes. "OSCNO on Fujita's rooming"

"Come in."

"Stay out here Fujita." Ayako opened the door and walked in.

The door slammed shut and Fujita fell down.

"You can't be serious putting him in there! Please tell me this is a joke!" Begged Ayako.

"I'm quite serious Ayako." Came a voice.

"She'll MURDER him!"

"Not in front of Tami she wouldn't."

"True but Tami wouldn't always be there."

"Just go with it."

Ayako sighed and tramped out of the room.

"Come one Fujita…."

"Ayako," Fujita asked crawling unto her back. "What was all that about?"

"Its nothing." Ayako answered dully. 'And what are you doing on my back?"

"Nothing." Fujita answered suspiciously.

"Then get off." She droned swatting him off.

"Meanie." Fujita scoffed.

Ayako rolled her eyes and laughed. "How old are you? Eighteen?"

Fujita mimicked Ayako's eye roll. "You're an adult but you act like a child. Shape up Fujita!" He scoffed.

"Anyway," Ayako stopped in front of a dull crepe white door. "Here's your room, 2311. Best of luck." Ayako then scuttled off only to stop a few feet away to annoy an idle worker.

Nervously Fujita pulled open the door, only to be knocked over by a mysterious pink bullet.

"Mama!" The bullet cried hugging Fujita. The creature was not a bullet but a small child, seeming only three in age. She seemed like a mini-feline Fujita, the differences being height, gender and the white cat ears and tail sprouting from the child.

"Ohmigosh!" Fujita screeched. "You're adorable!"

The child, now noticing Fujita was not her mother, went back inside, ears dropping. "Hey, kiddo!" Fujita breached, "Whats wrong! Wanna lollipop!"

The girl sat down on some sort of pet bed. "Mama says never take candy from strangers."

"Well your mom is very smart to tell you that." Fujita replied slipping the lollipop back into his pocket.

"Thank you." This cold new voice cut thought the conversation like a butcher's knife in an animal.

Fujita spun around, looking for the mistress of the cold voice. To his surprise a striking woman was leaning against the door, clad in shades or gray and black. Light brown hair cascaded down her back, flowing around her figure. Her fingers where crossed against her chest, and a cold neutral look sat on her face.

"Mama!" The small girl cried tackling the darker one, who seemed used to the pink bullet speeding at 5 mph.

'That's her mother? They don't look anything alike!' Pondered Fujita.

Once again the cold voice broke into Fujita's mind. "And who are you?"

"Moi?" Fujita said, suddenly becoming bilingual. "I'm Fujita and I'll be staying here!"

The 'goth' girl chuckled "Yeah. As if."

"This isn't room 2311?"

"It is but you wouldn't be staying here?"

"Why Mama?"

"It's crowded enough as it is, Tami."

"Oh." Tami sighed.

"But you can't just kick me out!" Fujita whined.

"Watch me." And with that Fujita was out the door.