Sunaru: Ok, H ppl! This is my first Wolf's Rain ficcy, so be nice ok? --
Ok, this is after that episode when they're separated from Kiba and find
Quent and think Blue is dead. Remember when Toboe is all blah blah blah
save blue, and Hige all beats him up. I think that explains everything
about Hige's feelings, right. ;) Ok, and the character might be OOC, but
whatever.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf's Rain.
Lone Wolf
Chapter One: The Lone Wolf
A soft humming filled the small apartment. Soft, angelic and soothing. The source came from the small bedroom. The young girl humming there was hurrying about the room busily. (She was about Toboe's age.)
She came over to the bed in the far left corner of the room with a small basin of cool water, a dry towel and bandages and kneeled beside it.
Putting the basin down she looked over the young women in the bed. She was beautiful with messy raven locks and a serene tan face. She slept quietly, not moving an inch.
The girl continued her humming as she changed the woman's bandages on her arms. When finished, she left the room taking the basin, towel and old bandages into the kitchen.
She put the bandages in the trash and the basin in the sink. The towel was put on a rope in front of one of the kitchen windows to dry. As she returned to the sink and began to wash the basin she stopped her humming and frowned sadly.
She sighed sadly when she was done and sat in the nearest chair. She played with a few stray strands of her long, wavy light brown hair.
After a few minutes of pointless hair twirling and she got up with a small sigh. She then tried unsuccessfully smoothing out the many wrinkles on her stained blue dress. Giving up she walked back to the bedroom. A small, sad smile crept onto her dry lips as she sat on the corner of the bed next to the unconscious woman.
"You still don't want to wake up, do you?" She asked wearily, slight tilting her head to the side. "I could understand why. This world is so harsh, so miserable. So...lonely. I wish I could sleep it all away. You know you're the only one o keep me company here."
Now her hazel eyes filled with tears. "And-and my only purpose to live is to find my brother, my older brother..." The tears spilled wetting her rosy cheeks. She hopelessly covered her face, sobbing softly.
"Hige..." The whisper that escaped the woman's lips stopped the younger girl. Taking her hands from her tearstained face, the girl stared at the unconscious with disbelief.
"How-how...how does she know my brother?"
End Chapter
Sunaru: Hope you liked it, and I know, it's really short but oh well. Reviewers get a cookie, others get a deadly disease with no cure. And flamers get a bag of flaming dog poop on your doorstep. -- Remember! LOL.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf's Rain.
Lone Wolf
Chapter One: The Lone Wolf
A soft humming filled the small apartment. Soft, angelic and soothing. The source came from the small bedroom. The young girl humming there was hurrying about the room busily. (She was about Toboe's age.)
She came over to the bed in the far left corner of the room with a small basin of cool water, a dry towel and bandages and kneeled beside it.
Putting the basin down she looked over the young women in the bed. She was beautiful with messy raven locks and a serene tan face. She slept quietly, not moving an inch.
The girl continued her humming as she changed the woman's bandages on her arms. When finished, she left the room taking the basin, towel and old bandages into the kitchen.
She put the bandages in the trash and the basin in the sink. The towel was put on a rope in front of one of the kitchen windows to dry. As she returned to the sink and began to wash the basin she stopped her humming and frowned sadly.
She sighed sadly when she was done and sat in the nearest chair. She played with a few stray strands of her long, wavy light brown hair.
After a few minutes of pointless hair twirling and she got up with a small sigh. She then tried unsuccessfully smoothing out the many wrinkles on her stained blue dress. Giving up she walked back to the bedroom. A small, sad smile crept onto her dry lips as she sat on the corner of the bed next to the unconscious woman.
"You still don't want to wake up, do you?" She asked wearily, slight tilting her head to the side. "I could understand why. This world is so harsh, so miserable. So...lonely. I wish I could sleep it all away. You know you're the only one o keep me company here."
Now her hazel eyes filled with tears. "And-and my only purpose to live is to find my brother, my older brother..." The tears spilled wetting her rosy cheeks. She hopelessly covered her face, sobbing softly.
"Hige..." The whisper that escaped the woman's lips stopped the younger girl. Taking her hands from her tearstained face, the girl stared at the unconscious with disbelief.
"How-how...how does she know my brother?"
End Chapter
Sunaru: Hope you liked it, and I know, it's really short but oh well. Reviewers get a cookie, others get a deadly disease with no cure. And flamers get a bag of flaming dog poop on your doorstep. -- Remember! LOL.