A/N- O-O I have reviews. Wow. The impossible has happened… But I'm still happy!

Cartoongurl- My first reviewer, (and within a half-hour after my story was submitted, too!) thank you! Lots of virtual cookies for you!

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Disclaimer- I don't, by any stretch of the imagination own Wolf's Rain, although I wish I did...

Chapter One- Faded Memories

In the darkened alley, Kiba blinked his eyes. There were people talking on the sidewalks, cars beeping in the streets, and all he could do was wonder how he could be asleep with so much noise around him. The white wolf took on his human appearance, and leaned back against the alley wall, dark hair falling into his now icy blue eyes. He felt like he had just had an amazing dream, and had to remember what it was. But it was impossible, the harder he tried to remember, the more he forgot.

Kiba sighed and pushed himself off the dirty ground. It was useless anyway, familiar as the feeling seemed. He walked out into the gray, wet city, without much of a glance up at the rainy clouds above them. Lately, even the weather seemed to be in a stupor, going through the same routine day after day. Shoving his hands the pockets of the brown leather jacket worn by his disguise, he lowered his eyes and made his way through the streets, just like everyone else. Sometimes he wished he could drop his disguise, show the world what he really was. But just as he thought that, a familiar voice entered his head.

"These people are terrified of us… if we look like them, they pretty much leave us alone…"

Kiba blinked, but didn't break his stride. That voice was so familiar, and yet he couldn't place it. He wasn't sure why, but sometimes he would be thinking something and a voice would speak to him, and it was almost always familiar from somewhere, but they were rarely the same. Maybe he was going crazy, and if that was the case, he wouldn't be surprised. He wasn't sure why he stayed in this city, but every time he went to it's borders, hoping to leave the place once and for all, he had a strange feeling that he was forgetting something, so he turned back. For some reason, he was drawn to this miserable city, and every day he searched for a reason, but it never came. But today, something had to happen. He had a feeling that there was going to be a change. And it wasn't like the usual hope that something would happen to take him out of his mediocre life, his instincts were telling him that today he was leaving this horrible place behind.

He turned another corner, and found himself on a nearly deserted street. He walked down the street, passing a boy who was walking in the opposite direction, catching a strange scent. After a second or so, he turned around. That wasn't a boy, he was a wolf! Of course, Kiba knew he wasn't the only wolf in the city, because every once in a while, he would come across the scent of a wolf blended in with the many humans of the city. But he couldn't recall ever seeing a wolf that wasn't concealed in the crowds of humans.

The other wolf had turned around as well, an awed look on his face, his eyes round like the full moon. He was relatively small, which lead Kiba to believe that this wolf wasn't much older than a pup. In his human disguise, the pup had shoulder-length brownish-red hair, and wore a red shirt with green cargo pants and black boots that laced up halfway to his knees. On his right wrist were a few silver bracelets, which clanked together when he moved his arm.

"You… You're like me, aren't you?" Kiba just blinked at the wolf for a second, but when the small wolf started to get nervous and back away, Kiba nodded slightly, eyeing the younger wolf warily. This new wolf had a frighteningly familiar face and scent, and his voice sounded like one that had spoken to him before. While Kiba was watching, the young wolf tilted his head slightly, confusion starting to show up in the younger wolf's amber eyes.

"Have we met before? You seem familiar, but I don't remember ever meeting a wolf before… Besides me, I mean," The young wolf took a step back as Kiba stared at him for a few seconds without answering, his icy blue eyes boring into the amber ones of the other wolf's.

"I'm not sure… Possibly…" Kiba broke his eye contact, and glanced up and down the barren street. He couldn't remember ever seeing this wolf before, much less knowing him, but somehow, he couldn't help but think "One down…" Kiba turned around and continued walking along the path he had engraved in his mind, but never remembered going before.

"Come with me," His voice was quiet as it usually was on the rare occasion he spoke. But he knew the pup had heard him, because he could hear his footsteps falling as he jogged to keep up with Kiba, and the jingling of the bracelets on his wrist. He fell into stride next to Kiba, and glanced up at the older wolf's face. His eyes were set somewhere in the distance, and he wasn't paying much attention to anything. The pup cleared his throat, but Kiba didn't move his eyes.

"I'm Toboe, what's your name?" Toboe spoke timidly, but he was determined to get the other wolf to talk. He couldn't have been told to come along for nothing… At least, he hoped he wasn't.

"Kiba." He knew that the pup, Toboe, he had called himself, must be thinking of him as rude, but he never had been much with words. Besides that, he felt like something was calling him. He had to find it, and if he stopped, he would forget again. He sped up to a jog, then a run, and glanced over his shoulder to see that Toboe had slowed to a stop behind him, and was watching him with a bewildered look on his face.

"Come on, hurry up!" Kiba shouted over his shoulder before turning forward again, hearing the jingling over his own footsteps, which told him that Toboe was following him. Something was calling Kiba, and the longer the feeling went on, the more anxious he became. After a few minutes of running down streets and dodging through crowds with his body on auto-pilot and a winded Toboe struggling to keep up, another voice started speaking to him.

"Kiba… This One needs you… Please Kiba, you have not forgotten This One, have you?"

The road in front of him seemed to disappear, and he stopped running, looking at a girl who had appeared in front of him out of no where. She had pink hair, and wore a silver-gray suit that clung to her skin. But when she opened her scarlet eyes, he knew that she wasn't just his imagination, and he had to find her. But as soon as he stepped forward, the girl vanished, and the street came back into vision, Toboe coming to a wheezy halt next to him.

"Kiba… why did you…stop…" Toboe stuttered, bending over and breathing hard. They had been running a while now, and the pup probably didn't run like that very often. Kiba didn't either, but when he had a goal, he knew no tiredness. Kiba glared down at the pup, who was straightening up, his breathing slowing down.

"Cheza is calling. We have to find her," Kiba spoke urgently, looking up and down the street. He wasn't sure how he knew the girl's name, but now he knew what he had to find. The key to his past was calling to him, and if he found her, he would be able to leave this crumbling city behind.

A/N- So, to my reviewers (and new readers, if any of you are out there), is it still any good? I plan on finding the others soon, but I just thought Toboe should be found first. And I know Kiba is a little OC, but I'm trying to make him like he was at the end of the series, a little more accepting of the ways of a city wolf. Hopefully it's working...