I got this story suddenly parading around in my head and it wouldn't shut up until i would do something about it x

I've redone this chapter, no major changes but it's helping me get back into writing it because I've been really ill (still am but a bit better)

So I'm going to get it to the standard I've set with "Love Will Only Kill Us Both" (A Kakashi x OC Romance)

Hope you enjoy x

So here it is: Star-Crossed Perfection

Riverflowstoyou xx

"I am so late!" A little boy thought worried as he ran home.

His feet splashed in the dirty puddles that filled the concrete street, while the rain drops clung to his brown hair, obstructing his view. He pulled up the hood of his jacket and continued to run faster. Warmth radiating off the black fur lined hood. Time flies when you take the family dog out for a walk. He looked up at the cloud filled sky that blocked the stars and the moon's light, drowning the whole of the village in darkness. The sky was a deep blue, mixing like oil paints with the variants of grey. The rain began to fall heavier and faster, the little boy wished he had his own dog, he couldn't wait, when he had his partner he'd be able to truly become part of the clan and have a friend and partner for life. He'd also be able to ride on his back on dismal days like today. Caught up in his dreams he tripped over his own feet landing roughly on the gravel. He groaned in pain as he lifted him self up grimacing at his blood stained trousers. His family dog whimpered beside him, wanting to get out of the rain and shake his drenched fur coat, but also worried for his master's son. The boy grinned as his companion helped him up from the floor. Lightening struck and the whole street lit up revealing only two shadows in the adjacent ally. Always curious the little boy looked over to where he saw the shadow and to his distraught surprise he saw two figures lying immobile on the ground.

"Hey!" he shouted to them as he hobbled over. He rushed as fast as his battered legs would take him and knelt down beside them. Realising too late that they were bodies. He gasped in a horrified shock and gulped as he surveyed the bodies. They were both girls, and both deadly pale apart from the crimson blood that soaked their bodies and the ground- turning the puddles a bloody red.

"Go find some help!" the boy yelled to his dog who obediently sprinted in the direction of his home.

The boy looked back down at the bodies nervously putting his fingers to the neck of the older woman. She had long dark hair that was tied back in a bun. Across her stomach the boy tried his best to ignore the deep fatal cut in the kimono. Nothing. Not even a murmur from her heart. The child gulped as he saw his first death in his eight year old life. He checked her pockets and realised she was carrying nothing- most likely a mugging. He turned his body away from the corpse and towards the other body. He nervously put his finger to the little girl's neck. Her hair was curly and the same dark brown as the other woman – made even darker by the rain – and hung plastered to her face. He gently removed the strands from her face and held back a gasp. She was so young, about his age she may even go to the same academy as him- or even be in the same year! He let out a small sigh of relief as he felt the slightest of all heart beats. He scanned her body and saw the same fatal cut across her stomach, a red mark that looked like a small jewellery chain- left by a struggled strangle. She hadn't given up too easily to who ever committed the vile deed. He looked down at her wrist as he surveyed the young girl noticing an ugly purple bruise on her wrist.

The boy didn't know any medical jutsu or skills but he knew what to look for in a dog so he hoped it wasn't too different in humans. He carefully took her wrist and tested it, digging his thumbs into the bruise and at major bones. The girl hissed in pain beneath him, causing him to almost have a heart attack. She was awake, but the boy couldn't help but wonder for how long.

"Hey, everything's alright" he soothed her, leaning back into his place over her fragile body "Help is coming" he assured. She didn't reply. "My name's Kiba Inuzuka." He introduced pulling her into his lap as he rummaged in his pocket for some thick rags and a thin lollypop looking stick.

"Rei Kiyo," she whispered softly back, smiling weakly before falling into unconsciousness.

Kiba checked her pulse again, it wasn't any better but it was there. He straightened out her wrist as she lay in his arms and placed the stick there for support before wrapping it up. It should be strong enough considering how big the Inuzuka clan's canines can become. He kept working as he heard skids of paw on gravel at the mouth of the ally way. His family dog skidded around the corner with his father on his back, closely followed with his mother on another. Kiba's mother rushed straight over, jumping off the enormous canine before hugging her son close to her, weary of the girl in his arms, asking if he was alright and others words that Kiba didn't make out- he was fixated on the girl that his father now cradled in his arms. The other woman, the corpse, was already on a dog's back as his father mounted him and raced off towards the hospital. Kiba watched his father as he disappeared into the fog and darkness.

His mother took him home. The journey was a blur and he'd never in his life be able to recall the journey. He washed mindlessly allowing the freezing water rain down on his frozen body- not bothering to add warm water to the mix. As a result he went to bed pale, his markings not fully washed off and streaking down his face like tear stained mascara. He went to bed obediently.

Kiba couldn't sleep that night. He was awake when he heard the door of his home click open and his father come in. His boots taking grand, wet steps that thundered in Kiba's mind as they hit the wood panelled floor. One step, two steps, thirteen steps he counted for his father to make it to the kitchen. He was awake when his father ordered his older sister to go to bed, and his voice to raise and drop as he refused to argue with her defiance. He stared blankly at the ceiling not moving, afraid to make a noise to aware his father of his ears dropping as his father told his mother the older girl was already dead- a mugging they suspect. He lay awake clutching the sheets in fear as they talked about the other little girl: Rei Kiyo. When his father informed his mother of her critical condition and that the next few hours were critical for her life, Kiba couldn't stop the tear that ran down his red markings painted on his cheek.

"She may not make it through the night." He Father stated, regret and sadness filling the words Kiba wished weren't true.

He lay awake; eyes wide open for the whole night. He never felt sleepy just worried for Rei Kiyo.