Summary: Ah, Cheza, where are you? Where are you when Kiba needs you the most? thought Toboe sadly, looking down at Kiba's sleeping form. Cheza has gone missing and Kiba's been wounded. This is my first FanFic, so I don't know if it's any good. My chapters are going to be kind of short, I have troubles writing long chapters. I would appreciate it if I wasn't flamed, please.

A/N: I love Wolf's Rain! I think the characters might be a little ooc in this story, very sorry if they are. I kind of have an idea where this is going, but not really. Kiba is my favorite character from WR so this fic is mostly about him.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf's Rain or any of the characters.

Chapter One: Wounded

"I see you for what you really are," said the tall man, aiming his gun at the three figures who stood before him. Tsume glared at him.

"How is it that Porkey managed to avoid this mess?" he growled.

"You think you can fool me?" bellowed the man. "Damn you trickster wolves!" He swung his gun around and pointed it at Toboe's head.

"No!" snarled Kiba, leaping in front of the man just as he pulled the trigger.

"Ah! Kiba!" Toboe caught the dark haired teen as he fell back against him, the crack of the gun still echoing through the air. Blood poured from Kiba's right shoulder and covered Toboe's hand.

"Wh-why did you do that?" asked Toboe, his voice fearful. Kiba staggered to his feet and put a hand over his wound.

"Because you…weren't going to move," said Kiba hoarsely.

"So…" hissed the man. "You seem to be their leader. Without you, what will you pack do?" He pointed the gun at Kiba's chest. Kiba reached back, grabbed a hold of Toboe's shirt and leapt over the man, pulling the startled boy with him.

"Hey! Over here!" called Tsume. The man spun around and found a large grey wolf leaping at him. He fired the gun again and again; Tsume felt a bullet just graze one of his legs and dodged the rest of the bullets and clamped his teeth into the man's arm. The man shouted and grabbed hold of Tsume's neck. He kept firing the gun, regardless of what he was shooting at, shaking his arm back and forth to try and dislodge the wolf. Tsume pinned his ears back against the sound of the gun.

Kiba landed on his feet behind the man just as Tsume leapt. The impact from the land sent pain through the bullet hole in his arm, so badly that Kiba dropped to his knees, releasing Toboe's shirt.

"Hey, Kiba, are you okay?" asked Toboe, kneeling down.

"Y-yeah," replied Kiba shakily. "I'm fine—aaahhhh!" Kiba yelled in pain as three of the man's stray bullets found him as their target. Blood spread first across his left thigh, then a bullet scraped the side of his ribs, and then on the side of his stomach. Gasping, he tried to curl over his wounds but it only made the pain worse.

"Tsume! TSUME!" shouted Toboe, his voice almost cracking. The man with the gun screamed and toppled over, Tsume's teeth buried in his neck. The grey wolf looked up at the sound of Toboe's shout. Then he caught sight of the bleeding boy on the ground. Suddenly a white haired man dressed in tight black leather appeared where the wolf had stood. He hurried over to where Kiba lay on the ground and dropped down beside Toboe.

"Hang on, Kiba," he whispered. The boy's blue-green eyes were half-open, not really seeing them. His breathing was jerky and shallow. Toboe looked away from Kiba's pale face and searched the sky to see how late it was. The sun was setting. That's good, he thought. Now, when the moon comes out, Kiba's wounds will heal faster! He looked over in the opposite direction and he felt his whole body go cold. The horizon was darkening but there was no sign of the moon at all. And there were no clouds. Oh no. Tonight's the night of the new moon…

One Of The Pack: Was it any good? Be honest, please. I know it was short, but I didn't know how to make it longer. I'll try to make the next chapters a little bit longer. R&R stands for Read and Review, right? I think so. Anyway, will you please review my story? It would make me and the rest of the Pack really happy! You could even say it sucked and I wouldn't mind! It would make me sad, but it meant that you at least read it! It might make the rest of my Pack mad and they might chase you, but I can't do anything about that. Oh, if you don't want to call me 'One Of The Pack' because it's really long, just call me Amaya. It's not my real name, but is a nickname I like to be called. Hope you liked my story!

This is Amaya, One Of The Pack, signing out! (howl)