Claimer: All right everyone, sense this is a completely original story,
anything and everything is mine. Unless I use a song or I mention
something that I don't own. In that case, I'll tell you that it doesn't
belong to me. However, everything else, that's mine. ALL MINE I TELL
YOU!!! If you want to use something from here, (I'm not sure how you
would) just tell me and I'll probably let you. Just give me some credit.
That's all I ask for. And some respect. Also, I wouldn't mind some
cheese. Yes, screw the other stuff. I wish for a lifetime supply of
cheese!! Okay, now I'm just getting off topic.
A/N: If any of you read 'Before Chisara' this is the parallel to it. But if you were fans of that, you may or may not like this. It's similar, but almost completely different. We have different styles of writing. However, I would like to think that you'd like mine anyway. Also, to all new people who didn't read 'Before Chisara' WELCOME!! I hope you like. So I'll shut up now.
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Before Shiryu By: Chisara Chapter 1: The Meeting
"Get out of 'ere ya mangy kitsune! Come back when ya get some money on ya!" The green haired bartender cried out as he threw the offending creature into the dark alley and slammed the door.
Chisara sighed slightly as she ran a hand threw her short auburn hair. This had been the eighth bar tonight that she had been thrown out of. But no, every one had had a bartender fixated on something called payment. 'Screw this economic system, I'm hungry!'
Fox ears pinning back in annoyance, she turned to look for a place to spend the night. It looked like she was skipping dinner, again, and her stomach growled in protest. The past years had taken a number on her. Chisara had always been pretty slim, but lately she looked as merely skin and bones. Underneath her baggy shirt and jacket, you could very clearly count every rib. She was also growing weaker by day. If her current luck kept up, well, she wouldn't have to worry about trying to get a meal.
Too caught up in her own thoughts to notice the two upcoming dog demons, she ever so gracefully ran right into them. Quickly shacking off the shock of the unexpected encounter, she smiled friendly up at them, "Oh, sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going. I have a tendency to do that some times."
The one on the right grinned down at her, and completely ignoring what she had just said, spoke to his companion, "Well, what do we have here, Kana?"
The left, apparently named Kana, responded, "I'll be Yoshi, a little kitsune kit."
"A kit? A KIT?!?" Chisara was in disbelief. No one had called her a kit sense, well, sense, a really long time ago. "I demand that you take that back right now!"
Yoshi laughed, his silver hair waving with each chuckle. Kana just smirked down at her, "I'll take it back when you grow up a bit. You've got, what, three tails?" Chisara felt her hand reach back to her tails in instinct. "That couldn't make you any older than 300 some, a mere child."
Chisara snarled slightly at the two youkai, they were really starting to bug her.
"I've heard that it's rare to see a kitsune out of her pack," Kana continued. "So, little one, where's yours?"
She paused at that question, it had been a while sense she had last seen her pack, and she didn't know how to respond.
"What's the matter?" Yoshi mocked. "Cat got your tongue?"
"What's the matter?" Chisara mimicked. "Too busy bugging girls to brush up on some new material?"
That must have pushed a button, because Yoshi growled and leapt at her. She yelped in pain as his claws sank into her arm but was quickly silenced by his other hand covering her mouth. Fear seized her at the thought of being helpless under his hands.
"Don't kill her!" Kana's voice made Chisara break out of her fear- struckness. "This could be a rare find. Let's bring her to the boss."
While Yoshi's attention was focused solely on Kana, Chisara did the only thing that she could think of doing at the moment. She bit into his hand. Hard.
"Itai!! Why you little-" Yoshi cried out in pain and took a swing at the inflictor of his discomfort, but Chisara was already doing one of the things that she did best. She was running away. "Come back here you mongrel!" Within seconds both of the dog demons were chasing after her.
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A/N: You like? It's not really that funny at the moment and probably won't be a total humor story, I'll just have random bits of humor in it. I'll try to change to what you want, but in order for me to do that, you'll have to review, otherwise I'll just keep doing everything my way. MWAHAHAHAHA!! And if you don't want me to add anything, tell me that too, I enjoy hearing those. (Or would that be reading those? *shrug*)
A/N: If any of you read 'Before Chisara' this is the parallel to it. But if you were fans of that, you may or may not like this. It's similar, but almost completely different. We have different styles of writing. However, I would like to think that you'd like mine anyway. Also, to all new people who didn't read 'Before Chisara' WELCOME!! I hope you like. So I'll shut up now.
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Before Shiryu By: Chisara Chapter 1: The Meeting
"Get out of 'ere ya mangy kitsune! Come back when ya get some money on ya!" The green haired bartender cried out as he threw the offending creature into the dark alley and slammed the door.
Chisara sighed slightly as she ran a hand threw her short auburn hair. This had been the eighth bar tonight that she had been thrown out of. But no, every one had had a bartender fixated on something called payment. 'Screw this economic system, I'm hungry!'
Fox ears pinning back in annoyance, she turned to look for a place to spend the night. It looked like she was skipping dinner, again, and her stomach growled in protest. The past years had taken a number on her. Chisara had always been pretty slim, but lately she looked as merely skin and bones. Underneath her baggy shirt and jacket, you could very clearly count every rib. She was also growing weaker by day. If her current luck kept up, well, she wouldn't have to worry about trying to get a meal.
Too caught up in her own thoughts to notice the two upcoming dog demons, she ever so gracefully ran right into them. Quickly shacking off the shock of the unexpected encounter, she smiled friendly up at them, "Oh, sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going. I have a tendency to do that some times."
The one on the right grinned down at her, and completely ignoring what she had just said, spoke to his companion, "Well, what do we have here, Kana?"
The left, apparently named Kana, responded, "I'll be Yoshi, a little kitsune kit."
"A kit? A KIT?!?" Chisara was in disbelief. No one had called her a kit sense, well, sense, a really long time ago. "I demand that you take that back right now!"
Yoshi laughed, his silver hair waving with each chuckle. Kana just smirked down at her, "I'll take it back when you grow up a bit. You've got, what, three tails?" Chisara felt her hand reach back to her tails in instinct. "That couldn't make you any older than 300 some, a mere child."
Chisara snarled slightly at the two youkai, they were really starting to bug her.
"I've heard that it's rare to see a kitsune out of her pack," Kana continued. "So, little one, where's yours?"
She paused at that question, it had been a while sense she had last seen her pack, and she didn't know how to respond.
"What's the matter?" Yoshi mocked. "Cat got your tongue?"
"What's the matter?" Chisara mimicked. "Too busy bugging girls to brush up on some new material?"
That must have pushed a button, because Yoshi growled and leapt at her. She yelped in pain as his claws sank into her arm but was quickly silenced by his other hand covering her mouth. Fear seized her at the thought of being helpless under his hands.
"Don't kill her!" Kana's voice made Chisara break out of her fear- struckness. "This could be a rare find. Let's bring her to the boss."
While Yoshi's attention was focused solely on Kana, Chisara did the only thing that she could think of doing at the moment. She bit into his hand. Hard.
"Itai!! Why you little-" Yoshi cried out in pain and took a swing at the inflictor of his discomfort, but Chisara was already doing one of the things that she did best. She was running away. "Come back here you mongrel!" Within seconds both of the dog demons were chasing after her.
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A/N: You like? It's not really that funny at the moment and probably won't be a total humor story, I'll just have random bits of humor in it. I'll try to change to what you want, but in order for me to do that, you'll have to review, otherwise I'll just keep doing everything my way. MWAHAHAHAHA!! And if you don't want me to add anything, tell me that too, I enjoy hearing those. (Or would that be reading those? *shrug*)