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Pilot

She had lost him. Just great, she took her eyes off the big brute for little less than five minutes and already she had lost him.

'Wonderful.'

Weaving in and out of the crowd, she tried picking out his scent from the unique smell that seemed to fill every nightclub in town. Stale smoke, liquor, and blood.

Her wolf was irritable, that was for sure. The lingering traces of Sano's scent had disappeared, meaning the idiot had left the club; leaving her in the throng of dancing bodies, with one to many pairs of touch-happy hands.

A low-level growl rumbled through her chest, immediately lessening the press of bodies considerably.

She had had a decade to get used to her new quirks and personality traits that came along with being a were. A decade of learning the pleasures and peeves of her wolf, but it never failed to bring a smile to her lips when the others realized what she was.

Years of practice with Sano drilling lesson after lesson into her small frame until she could hide what she was in her sleep.

A precaution he said. To keep other kinds from thinking she was easy prey. Her lips curled. A misconception she was more than happy to beat into those less fortunate to think otherwise.

Taking a seat at the stool on the far left of the bar, Kaoru ordered herself a drink.

'Good service,' thought Kaoru as a whiskey glass was place in front of her. Usually she had to have Sano at her side to get somewhat of decent service. Although, half the time she wasn't dressed in skin hugging leather pants and a blouse a little south of modest.

Lifting the glass, she closed her eyes, lazily sniffing the ruby liquid for any signs of alcohol.

Living in a city with one of the highest crime rates in the country, in one of the less respectable parts of town, in a nightclub that was more vamp and were then there was human. Dressed more like a vixen then a fighter, she was nobodies fool.

Pleased that the bartender had gotten her order right. She turned her attention upward to the balcony, were a pair of eyes that she had felt since she had entered the club, were intently watching her.

Quirking an eyebrow, she kept her gaze locked with amber as she raised her glass in a mock salute, before downing the fruity liquid in one gulp.

Cranberry juice.

'Delicious.'

TA DA! What do you think? Totally unedited and probably has a million grammar mistakes, but it was done fast and speedy : grins: R&R! Please and Thank You!