Authors Note: Hey everyone, I am really going to put a lot of effort into this story. I do have problems with the first chapter, but hopefully this will draw your attention. Thanks for reading and please review! Also, this is all from the anime, I have never read the books (sorry, I've been meaning to).
PS I don't own any of the characters that don't belong to me (duh).
Chapter One: Kyo's Pov.
"Baka nezumi, these noodles are too dry." I grumbled, glaring down at my bowl.
Not only were the noodle too dry and tasteless, but it was raining. Yep, my night can't get any better.
"Well next time you can make dinner taidana neko." Yuki commented.
"I sure could do better than you." I shouted.
He simply looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"Now boys, don't get into a fight. Just because Tohru left on vacation doesn't mean you both get to fight, especially if that means destroying my house." Shigure commented, happily slurping his noodles.
We both turned to glare at him. Why did he have to bring that up? It had only been a day since Tohru had left, and already we were suffering, the house was a mess and not to mention the quality of our food had gone way down.
Tohru had been invited to Uo's summer home somewhere in the mountains of Japan, and Tohru being Tohru, she couldn't very well say no, so she left two teenage boys and a man with the maturity of a six year old alone in a house without even leaving any pre-prepared meals.
He glanced up to see our scowls.
"What?" He said innocently.
Yuki sighed and went back to his noodles.
"Stupid dog." I grumbled.
As soon as we finished, I retreaded into the living room, to get out of washing the dishes, leaving the rat to do it all by himself. He can handle it, besides, I need to sit down. The rain drains my energy.
"Well Kyo, how are you today?" Shigure settled his back against the wall, his kimono pooling underneath his folded legs.
I looked at him.
"Fine, fine, sorry I asked." He held his hands up in surrender, and then got up and retreated back to his office to do some "work" even though he was probably thinking of new ways to torture his publisher. He's lucky that he writes such good novels, or else she would've dumped him years ago.
Even though I feel a little bit of sympathy towards the woman, I don't feel too much. It's actually quite amusing to watch.
I heard the clinking of dishes as the stupid rat washed up the dishes. We weren't physically fighting as much; just a lot of bickering went on between us.
But then, underneath the noise in the kitchen and the relentless pounding of the pouring rain outside, I heard a faint, sickly noise.
"Hey rat, be quiet for a second." I yelled.
The kitchen became silent, much to my surprise, and Yuki quietly came out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel before putting the cloth down on the back of a chair.
After a minute he spoke.
"What is it cat?"
I cocked my head and listened intensely.
"Nothing I guess." I groaned the rain must've messed with my mind more than usual.
Yuki stood still.
Then the noise came again. It was a scratching sound.
"Did you hear that?" The rat asked me.
I nodded and got up.
Shigure met us in the hallway.
"Did you" He began, but I cut him off.
"Yes dog, we heard it too and no, we weren't making the noise. It came from outside." I pointed to the door.
The three of us shuffled to the paper door that we had secured against the rain just a few hours ago, and Yuki pulled it open.
A huge gust of wind splattered us with the heavy rain droplets that were still falling from the unusually darkened night sky.
Peering into the darkness I saw nothing.
"I guess it was just the rain." I proclaimed and turned to go back, when Yuki stopped me.
"What?" I growled, cold.
He pointed down, and Shigure and I both followed his finger.
In a heap was a small, naked figure lying on their stomach. It was a girl, no older than me or Yuki. Her long black hair pooled around her body, and her pale skin was turning blue in the cold.
"Oh my." Shigure gasped.
Suddenly, the girl turned her head, and her eyes snapped open.
They were a familiar brown, too familiar. But I couldn't quite place them.
But Shigure could.
"Miyako?" He gasped.
She tried to look up at the dog, but she couldn't.
"Help me, please." She whispered, before her eyes closed.