It had started going downhill around the time Mother died and then died soon after okay ejmck said that she (he?) didn't quite understand this sentence. If you go to the sentence before this it's talking about Kuro-cuties relationship with his father, and that's what died at the end… their relationship went downhill when his mother died, then it died altogether when Kuro found out that Tomoyo was his half-sister. Does that make any since? Sorry if it still doesn't!

okay i had to take this off and edit it cuz i noticed that the last part of it was missing (-_-') so its only one sentence that got added on... im sorry for the mistake

Chapter 2

A KuroFai Story

"Hey Kurogane, I've got a job for you. How good are you with children?"

I bit back a groan; I've never been good with kids. "Depends…What for?"

"Well tomorrow at Central High, (1) we're having a career day and you were the first person I thought of." Her voice came through the phone and it sounded slightly hesitant. "I know that it's a little short notice, but they only just told us earlier this morning, and I tried to call you over the weekend. Do you mind coming and talking about your work?"

I rolled my eyes, and got the milk out of the refrigerator. "How old are these kids…?" I asked, pouring the milk into the bowl and fishing around in one of the drawers for a spoon.

"All of them, except for a few, are seniors, so about around 17 or 18-?" She was quiet on the line for a second, and I could hear someone speaking in the background. Oh… Are you sure? ... Alright then…Hey Kurogane, your sister just volunteered you…"

I sighed in irritation, cursing my sister, not really caring why she was at school so early. "Fine, whatever…" not like I have work tomorrow or anything…

"Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you!" she said hurriedly and she hung up after she said that. I didn't really need to ask Souma for information, as it seems that Tomoyo would get me all the things I need. And while I was mad at her for volunteering me, at least I wouldn't have to do much, just talk to a bunch of kids…

It was then that I remembered that I have no social skills…

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A couple of hours later, I was still in my sleep clothes, but still working on my report from last night. I would have been able to finish it, if it hadn't have been for Tomoyo coming over. It seems to have become a habit of hers; ever since she found out that Sorata was moving out. I think she plans on moving in, and there's no way in hell that's going to happen. It's bad enough that she comes over all the time!

There was a loud banging noise as my office door slams open and collides with the wall. I felt my eyebrow twitch slightly, but chose to ignore my roommate.

I heard him gasp, and, even without looking up, I could see him checking behind the door, to make sure he hadn't put another hole in the wall. He has a problem with opening doors.

"What is it Sorata?" I asked.

He came further into the room, standing in front of my desk, and sat in one of the chairs in front of it. I finally looked up at him. He looked tired, like he hadn't gone to sleep last night, but was smiling at me in a way that told why he hadn't gotten any sleep last night…

"Hey, you're off tomorrow right?" He asked, leaning back in the chair, and hooked his hands behind his head. I raised my eyebrow at him; he got my hint and explained. "I think I'm going to need help moving all my stuff out. There are a lot of boxes, and more than half of them are really heavy. And I don't want my sweet Arashi to have to do any work what-so-ever! Oh-"

I stopped him from ranting; knowing that if I didn't it would take him ten minutes to come down from what Tomoyo dubbed his Arashi-high. "I suppose."

He jumped up out of his chair suddenly, "Thank you so much! Oh… and I don't know if you are aware of this or not, but you have to go to work in an hour." He said, before he left the room.

I glanced at the clock, before I cursed. I scribble down some more facts on my report, before I declared it finished, and went to get dressed. I grabbed my jean and a t-shirt and threw them on hurriedly. As chief I didn't have to go to work in my uniform, and I made a habit of not wearing it, as it was horribly uncomfortable. They also provided extra uniforms at the office, anyway.

After changing I went into my office and collected my report papers, and placed them into a manila folder. I went into the kitchen, and grabbed my wallet and car keys from a bowl on the counter. After telling Sorata that I was leaving, I jogged down the stairs of the apartment, and over to where I parked my car when I came home last night.

Unlocking the car door, I climbed in, tossed the folder into the passenger's side, and started the car. While waiting for the car to warm up, I wondered what kind of crap I would have to put up with today. My job was probably one of the most stressful ones out there. But I would be lying if I said I didn't like it, at least at times…

One of the main reasons I wanted to join the police force was to one day get revenge on the man who killed my mother. And while that's still one of my main focuses, even to this day, I couldn't imagine myself in any other career.

Figuring that the car had warmed up enough, I put the car in reverse and drove out of the parking lot.

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I entered my office building, and walked over to my secretary's desk. I placed my report on her desk. "Place that under the District Disturbance and Petty Bar Fights file." I grunted out. I wasn't trying to be funny or anything, but the Chief before me apparently was, as there really is a folder titled that…

Arashi glanced up at me, her black hair pulled into a tight bun, and her bangs almost hiding her bored eyes. I again had to wonder why she picked my roommate, of all people, to marry (2). What with her stoic attitude you would think someone like her would hate him. With a barely visible shrug, I decided I didn't really care, and continued walked into my office. My office connected to this room and to the cell room where we keep the DUI people for the night, till they can make bail. It was also connected to the interrogation room, so it wasn't unusual for people to be in and out of my office, so I wasn't surprised to see some of my co-workers standing around drinking coffee.

"Forty bucks says that we get two robberies, and a domestic disturbance." A man with brown hair said, taking a small sip of his coffee.

"Well I've got twenty that says we're gunna have a field day with drunks." A woman said this time.

Betting wasn't too uncommon in this profession, and I didn't really care if they did it or not, hell I've even joined in a time or two. But it's almost a ritual to some of the employees here. "Don't you guys have anything better to do?" I asked, arms folded across my chest.

"Aww come on Kurogane," The man with brown hair, Fuuma, said. "Have a little fun sometimes! And besides it's only 9 in the morning, there's not anything to do."

I gave him a pointed look. "Fifty says you haven't gotten you're report done." Fuuma was always a bit of a slacker, so it wasn't hard to guess that he hadn't finished.

Fuuma blinked, before an almost guilty look crossed his face, and he rushed out of the room, muttering something under his breath. I turned back to the others in the room, which was now two women and another male, who was standing there looking slightly awkward. I didn't recognize him. One of the women, the one with short black hair, whose name has escaped me, must have noticed, for she said. "Sir, this is Shaoran. (3) He's from the West District. He moved into town about a week ago and just got transferred in today."

I gave a short nod of understanding. "Alright," I gave Shaoran a brief glance, taking an instant liking to him. He had determined eyes, and looked like he would give every task he was given his all. "Let me see the paper work."

Shaoran nodded his head, and reached a hand into a bag by his side. After a couple of seconds of him digging around in there, he pulled out a manila folder, and handed it to me.

I opened the folder and glanced briefly at the information contained in it. "Okay everything looks like it's in order. Okay ladies show him around, and we shall see how things go."

1) Couldn't think of anything else to call it… I'm not very good with naming things….

2) Umm… just in case you missed it, Arashi is Kuro's secretary.

3) Okay in the manga this Shaoran would be the real one. I'm going to use the clone Syaoran later on and their names will be spelled different so that no ones to confused

Okay I am aware that I practically killed Kurogane in this chapter, and I am sooooo very sorry for that! I will make sure to get him back in character very soon!!!