Chapter 1: Lost book

Author's note: I own nothing, *puts on sunglasses* Deal with it.

You sat on a park bench working on your most recent story. You got really interested in writing a few years before. You started zoning out while writing so you didn't notice when the sky started to darken until you couldn't see the page clearly anymore. You looked up at the now near-black sky and sighed. "Oh, great..." you said before getting up. Suddenly you heard paws hitting the concrete of the side walk and instinctively turned around. Even though it was hard to see all your surroundings, it was clear; there was a medium sized, white dog running away from a boy who was yelling for it to come back, his voice sounded very desperate while chasing for the dog.

"E-Elizabeth! Get back here! Stay!" the boy pleaded, running and trying to grab the leash trailing behind the white ball of fluff running... well, right at you.

BAM!

You groaned and looked up seeing the dog panting, tongue out of the side of their mouth, wide eyes, ears perked, wagging tail... just a regular dog that decided to make a break for it. It then leaned forward and licked straight up your cheek. You cringed and then laughed, I mean, c'mon... it tickled.

"Elizabeth!" The boy yelled at the dog while grabbing her leash. He was out of breath and was holding another leash. The dog on the end of that one looked absolutely happy despite it being tired. You laughed and propped yourself up and looked next to you to pick up your stuff...

It was all gone.

You panicked and stood, ignoring the boy standing nearby. He was saying something but you weren't listening. No, no, no! I have like a year's worth of writing in my notebook! I need it back! You mentally screamed at yourself. You continued to look around for about an hour, but it got too dark to see anything so you decided it was a good time to head home because it got dangerous outside at night. You got home about 20 minutes later to be greeted by your mom. "Where have you been?! It's nearly 9:30!" she ran up and hugged you. "I was so worried..."

You smiled.

"As you can see, I'm fine," you said. She smiled and let go of you.

"Now, you need to eat dinner, brush your teeth and get into your PJs," she teased.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Didn't know I was still five, mommy." You smirked and started to walk to the kitchen. You ate dinner, brushed your teeth and went to bed. It was just a regular night. Except for the fact that you'd be working on your story before bed. Your memory wasn't very good and so you wrote down your ideas in that notebook, but... seeing as how it's not an option to do that, you just got into bed.

The next day, on the way to school, you were wondering what to do about your missing notebook. You looked down and sighed. You walked into the school and heard some people talking. "Okay, so I went to that 'Otogi Bank' thingy and requested that they help me get my ex off my back," one of them said.

"Did it work?" the other asked.

"Yeah, he doesn't even come near me anymore. Isn't that pretty cool?"

"Yeah, I guess... but, what requests do they allow?"

"Hm, well... they accept things like helping with projects, helping you find lost items, that sort of thing, and also weird things like..."

You stopped listening when you registered that they said, 'helping you with finding lost items'. You looked at them and were going to ask them where this 'Otogi Bank' was that they were speaking of, but unfortunately...

You're shy. Very shy in fact, and talking to people wasn't really your thing. But, you decided you'd try anyway... "Um... e-excuse me?" you stuttered and gently tapped on one of the girls' shoulder. She turned around and looked at you.

"What the heck are you?" She retorted. You looked down, nervously twiddling your fingers. "Well? I'm waiting." She was tapping her foot and crossing her arms.

"Well... I-I was wondering where this O-otogi bank that you were just talking about is..." You didn't make eye contact and she scoffed.

"It's in that building over there, genius." She pointed out the window behind her then rolled her eyes and walked away. You sighed. That's usually the reaction I get... I don't understand people.

You decided that after school, you'd go and visit the Otogi Bank and ask for some help. You realized that it was a foolish idea that you'd have very much of a chance of finding it, after all, it could be nearly anywhere. The bell rang, signaling that school was over for the day, so you got up and hurried to the building. You saw a woman outside in a maid's outfit and tilted your head a bit. She was sweeping the ground outside, humming. She looked up at you and smiled sweetly, "Hello, may I help you?" she chirped,

"U-um... well, is th-this the Otogi Bank?" you asked, looking away from her. She nodded happily.

"Would you like to make a request?" she asked. You nodded. She set down her broom and led you inside. "Here you go, take a seat and make yourself at home. I'll make some tea in the meantime~" She then walked out of the room while you sat awkwardly until a short girl with short red hair and a red dress with a-go figure-red cape. You looked at her and then a second girl came in, tall with long dirty-blonde hair and a yanki outfit. "Hello, I'm Ringo," the red head greeted, then motioned over to the blonde, "and this is Ryoko." You waved a bit as they sat down on the couch in front of you. "Okay, how may we help you?" Ringo asked.

"Well, I think someone stole a notebook of mine..." You said. Ringo and Ryoko looked at each other.

"That's a pretty vague answer, isn't it?" Ryoko said, crossing her arms. You frowned.

"Okay, do you have any idea who could've stolen it?" Ringo asked. You shook your head.

"Not a clue..." You said and looked down again. They both frowned.

"Okay, here's the deal: We might help you search for the notebook, but your request might be impossible to fulfill-" Ryoko was interrupted.

"Now, now, Ookami-san... don't be so negative about this." A blond boy walked into the room, smiling. You looked at him, he opened one eye and looked at you. He looks a bit creepy like that... you thought.

"Now, how may we help you, my dear? I'm Liszt, my apologies for the hold up." He said to you, sitting down and putting his hands under his chin. "What did you need?" he asked,

"Well... I think someone stole my notebook but I don't know who did it... I-I was wondering if you people could help me...?" You asked.

"Well, that's a very hard thing to do... you know, we'd have to go way out of our way to do that..." he said, and opened his eyes, gave you a serious look, then smiled a little. "We'll help you."

Ryoko looked really surprised and leaned in to whisper to Liszt, you couldn't hear what she said, but he giggled and replied, "Now, now... if everyone had that attitude, nothing would ever get done."

"U-um... thank you so much... how much is it? I don't have much money, but I could pay you back later...?" you said.

"No, you pay us by granting us a favor afterwards, first, we need to find that notebook of yours, 'kay?" Liszt smiled, and you smiled back at him and nodded.

"Okay... thank you again."

Authors note: This is NOT aI hope that the chapters get better as it goes on. We'll see. :D Okay. Hope you enjoy... I STILL do not own Ookami-San and Her Seven Companions, I did not buy the series since the first author's note, I will never own it. I'm just a fan. Get it? Got it? Good. ;D Bye. (My sisters are amazing people that took time out of their not-so-busy schedules to help me edit this story. So, thanks to them)