*Chapter One*
January 23,
It's midnight.. I'm cold, I'm tired, I'm helpless.. won't anyone save me?
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It was a rainy weekend in Kyoto. The streets were wet and dark. Not many stores were open. As I walked down the filthy streets of Japan, I felt a scratch on my left leg. As I turned, I looked down and saw an orange kitten with no name tag on. It's big blue eyes were wet. I picked it up and ran to the closest house I could find.
I ended up in a dojo. I walked to the front step and knocked on the door. No answer.. I knocked once again, this time, louder. Appeared a beautiful young teenaged looking woman. Known as Kamiya Kaoru.
Miss Kaoru stared at me.. my clothes.. my ragged clothes.. my sandals.. Why would she want to talk to a street? A smile came upon her face. "You shouldn't be walking around in wet clothing." She smiled. "Why don't you come inside? I'm sure I can fit you into one of my kimono's." A cheer came upon my face, as I walked in.
~~To Be Continued...~~
