Thank you everyone who decided to read this. I originally wanted to write a respectable piece, but that just isn't going to happen... Sorry. Enjoy the hunt anyway ^^
Clothing was lying everywhere. Black tops, red trimmed armor, pants, shorts, socks, jammies. All of it lay scattered across the floor like the discarded garments that they were. Even the delicate kimono lay strewn about the floor in a disgraceful heap.
"They're gone..?" mild confusion.
Knick-knacks torn from shelves. Bedding torn from a futon. Laundry basket turned upside down. Storage chest emptied, its contents nothing but ninja dolls and weapons. Even the poor solitary wind chime serving a life sentence above the door was inspected.
"They're gone!" Concern...
Eyes fell upon the traveling bag. Always kept at it's masters side, they were sure to be in it right? With the flap open it regurgitated all items placed into it, once with care.
"They're gone!" Panic. Life threatening, earth shattering panic. A hand flew to an ear, "Henrietta! Help Me! They're GONE!"
Nyanta, Naotsugu and Shiroe sat in the common area, peacefully drinking their tea. At least, they were trying to. Every bang and crash coming from a room on the third floor made two of the three jump.
"Lively up there isn't it." Nyanta said, a bemused smirk stretched across his furry face. When a shriek rang out Shiroe's head snapped up.
"Maybe I should see if everything's OK..?" He murmured.
Naotsugu crossed his arms. "I'm not sure that's a good idea. A woman in a panic is terrifying." The three men nodded in agreement and resumed drinking their tea, attempting to ignore the sounds of a dying animal coming from the third floor.
Within minutes a storm women burst through the front door, startling the three gentlemen. Henrietta led the charge.
"Where is Akatsuki's room?" She demanded of the slack jawed men.
"Third floor. First room at the top on the right nya." Answered Chief. He was the only male with any sort of composure left. They watched as Henrietta led the flood of estrogen through their home.
"Marielle, Reize, Nazuna, Misa and... Laynesia-hime?" Shiroe took note of the deadly serious women who ran past him to bound up the stairs.
"This doesn't look good Chief." Naotsugu whispered. "I think we should leave."
"Agreed." The gentleman werecat responded. "How about some lunch?"
Thank you again for reading this, I'm not sure how often I'm going to be posting, but I hope to have this done fairly quickly. If you haven't read A Night of Nights, and are old enough, I suggest you do so for a little background. It is a hentai so only read it if you are old enough. If you are not, don't worry there will be a very watered down flashback later on. I appreciate reviews both good and bad so feel free to tell me how you feel. ^^