Yuki's POV

I walked through downtown Tokyo, looking for my missing and/or late brat. It was pouring rain so I had my umbrella, of course. I walked down an alley because it's quicker to the studio, and saw two men harassing a little kid. I walked toward them and stopped about five feet away from them. "Oi!" I said rudely. Both of the men stopped what they were doing to the kid and looked at me.

"What do you want?" The shorter man said while glaring at me. "Drop the kid." I said in the same tone as before. The other man quirked an eyebrow at me and laughed. He pulled the kid close to side and smiled. "He's with us, not you. He's our little bro, he ain't yours. We're in charge of him and we'll do whatever we want with him." Then the kid stomped on his "bro's" foot and earned himself a slap on the face and a knee in the gut.

I pushed the smaller of the two men against the brick wall behind him and glared into his eyes, a wordless threat. When I let go of him, he ran away with the other man, leaving their "little bro" behind.

I walked over to the kid and he curled up even tighter than before, pulling his knees so close he could barely breath. He hid his face in his arms and all together, seemed pretty scared. "I won't hurt you." I said as I walked closer to him, slowly, reaching a hand out to him. When he looked up I realized he wasn't a kid at all, but in his late teens. He was so short and seemed so weak, I just assumed he was a child.

It was dark so I couldn't see much else about his face but I could see two pointy things at the top of his head. When I reached forward though, the triangles twitched, and he covered his head with his hands again. "I won't hurt you." I repeated.

Kid's POV

A Japanese blonde haired man reached toward me and I quickly covered my head with my hands for protection. "I won't hurt you." I heard his sweet voice say. Reassured a little, I relaxed a bit. "You got a name?" He asked me. He must have noticed I relaxed because he crouched down in front of me and held something above me. I instantly looked up and saw he was holding an umbrella above my head.

"So?" He quirked an eyebrow and I nodded silently. "Well? What is it?" He asked insistently. I looked up at him innocently and said quietly, "Kuro…" and looked down. "Kuro, eh? Doesn't that mean black in the youkai language?" I nodded, inwardly wondering how he would know that. "Hmm… I'm Yuki. You live near here?" He asked and my head snapped up and I looked up at him through big sad eyes. Then after a while I nod, silently.

"Liar, if you were telling the truth, you wouldn't have hesitated. Do you want some money to get a hotel room for the night?" I shake me head 'no'. "Do you want me to stay here with you?" Again, I shake my head. "Fine, then you're staying with me. I have an extra bed, food, and dry clothes you can borrow." He reached for my hand and I tried to pull away, but he grabs my hand before I make too much of a move. He pulled me to my feet and dragged me behind him.

I squirmed and when I finally got my wrist free from his tough grip, I fell hard on my ass. Yuki quickly ran to my side and picked me up, princess style, and carried me the rest of the way to his house.

It wasn't until we were almost at Yuki's house that I realized squirming wasn't doing anything for me and gave up. Instead I decided to cling lightly to the front of his shirt. I closed my eyes and wondered how the hell he was still keeping the umbrella above our heads when both his hands were occupied carrying me. Then I fell asleep.