For Your Dining Pleasure (a ratatouille fanfic)
Ch.1

Remy walked down the wet street, in a hurry to get home and out of the cold air. Because of the weather not much people were out so Remy didn't have to be too careful about being out in the open. He scurried along the sidewalk hating the feeling of the cold rain against his paws. Remy's ears twitched at the sound of a car engine, he looked up to see a pair of bright head lights coming his way. In another instant Remy caught the sight of a rat wandering out into the street.
"Watch out!" Remy called to the girl. He jumped into the road and tackled her down so that they were both pressed against the floor under the car that zoomed over head. After the car had passed, the girl pushed Remy off of her and stood up shaking the rain water from her rosy coat.

"Thanks, names Rena." She said nonchalantly.

"Oh, um, I'm Remy." He said taken aback at her lack of enthusiasm.

"That's nice." Rena said before walking away.

"Hey, wait, are you sure you're okay?" Remy asked with a sudden urge to follow Rena.

"I'm fine." Rena said.

"You should really be more careful."

"Yeah, I'll keep note of that." Rena said rolling her gray eyes.

"Okay," Remy said as he said caught up with Rena. He suddenly noticed something on her forehead, "what's this?" he asked reaching up to a scar on her forehead and wondering if it was from when he tackled her down.

Rena quickly slapped Remy's hand away, "it's nothing." She said covering it with her other hand.

"Did I do it?"

Rena rolled her eyes again, "if you had done it, it would've been a fresh cut. I've had this scar for a while…" she suddenly got a far away look in her eyes and she lowered her hand slightly.

"Rena?" Remy asked, "Are you okay?"

Rena shook her head banishing the oncoming memories from her mind; "I'm fine," Rena motioned her head towards the way they had come, "why don't you go home?"

Remy looked back, he hadn't realized that he had been walking all this time. None of the streets behind him looked familiar. "So, um, where's your pack?" Remy asked thinking that, maybe, just for tonight he could stay with them although he knew packs don't normally accept outsiders.

"Don't got one, I'm a loner." Rena answered looking at Remy sideways, what was he trying to do? A sudden smirk came over her face, "you're lost aren't you?"

"No!" Remy shot back, "I know these streets like the back of my hand, I am not lost!"

Rena just grinned at him.

He looked down, "yeah okay I'm lost."

"Here," Rena said turning around, "I'll show you the way back."

As they walked back Remy remembered what Rena had said, "You don't have a family?"

Rena flinched clenching her fist and swallowing hard, "no." she said. Remy was going to ask why but the tone in her voice made him drop the subject. After a few moments of silence, Rena added, "I choose to live this way." she didn't want Remy thinking of her as some pathetic lone street rat. Although… she thought, that's really what she was.

"You choose to live alone?"

"We're here." Rena said changing the subject. Remy looked around at all the familiar streets but he didn't leave, "isn't it lonely?" he asked.
Rena flipped around on Remy, "Just go home." She said fiercely.

"Rena…" Remy started but Rena cut him off.

"My life is none of your business!" she yelled, "I brought you back here, my dept is repaid. Now go!"

Remy was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure,

"fine," he said turning to leave; he should be getting home anyway, he wasn't even sure why he cared anyway.

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"Finally…" Rena breathed once she was alone again. But standing there on the wet sidewalk next to the empty road she couldn't help but feel more alone than she had ever been. She laughed dryly to herself thinking of what she had told Remy, that she chose this life. She hopped up onto one of the nearby roofs. She settled herself on the edge, looking across at the whole city. Thinking of all the people that were sitting in their nice warm homes with the people they love and all of the families of rats who were packed together tight to keep warm. She imagined Remy in his pack, talking about this strange girl he had met. She sighed, rubbing her paws together in an attempt to gain some warmth. Yeah, she thought sarcastically, this was the life she had chosen.

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this is a really old fanfic I wrote some time ago. Just felt like posting it here. Honestly, I don't remember a thing about it. It's probably crap.