Well, here is chapter two. Already, it's becoming bad as one of my faults is shown: When characters talk, their dialogue becomes the entire story. Also, I need a little filler and cuteness before anything really starts happening.
Gee, I wonder who The Doctor is ~_~;;.
Read this, and regret giving me your good reviews.
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"Master Bakuryu," a slithery voice inquired, "Did I hear the young dragon had gone missing?" The master turned to a frequently seen member of his clan's employers. Something was strange with this man, as was with the employers. There was a difference, however. The Clan of the Soil had been serving the family leading their employers for generations without any conflict between the two.
"Asking for him already, Doctor?"
For the past few years, this strange character had been working for them. The Master had no idea why he was trusted so, for this individual had been obviously butting into every private situation and every matter of importance, one of these being the the heir. True, he had taken care of certain problems with him, but the doctor was always looking for an opportunity to get his hands on the boy and have a session with him. These were apparently having some negative side effects evident in the young dragon's performance.
"He will be fine. We shall wait a while before considering going out to search for him. I have programmed his body so he will not get into accidents like before."
"I see you like my little addition?"
"He will be a small creature in the day, and from midnight to dawn, he will have the ability to return to his human form. The challenge would be to make steps back during the short hours in which we work, you see.
"If you're not careful, you'll lose him."
"I know this better than you do. He is important, but what happens to him is none of your business. He will only be of your concern when I say he is."
".... of course, Master Bakuryu. I'm merely concerned for your only heir, and since his opportunity to replace you is drawing ever near, I've been especially worried."
"It is not your concern, Doctor," the master stated firmly, "Stay away from him."
"As you wish."
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"Good morning, Mister Mole!" an energetic voice chirped, "I read you moles eat a lot more than I thought. I hope I haven't starved you these past few days, poor mole! We're going to have to weigh you."
Alice was in for a big surprise when she went to take her morning shower and found a brown rodent on the bathroom scale. Kenji tried to cover his ears with his paws as Alice shrieked at Uriko for bringing in strange animals while Uriko screamed back, insisting Mister Mole was not rabid.
"'Mister Mole?' What kind of name is that?!"
"Well, he's a mole, and he's male, see?" she explained, holding the mole by his hind legs to demonstrate proof of its gender.
Kenji could not see, but he knew what those with sight could see. He squeaked uncomfortably.
"You can't keep a wild animal for a pet!"
"He's not dangerous!" she insisted once again, shoving Mister Mole into her face, "Why don't you see for yourself?"
Kenji and Alice both squeaked in surprise as their noses both briefly touched. There was an awkward few seconds of sickening silence before she could take no more of this unsanitary creature.
Alice shoved her sister out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
"See if I care if you get rabies! Don't come crying to me when you lose your mind!"
"He's not rabid!"
"He is so!"
"Mooo-ooom!" Kenji's keeper yelled.
An annoyed voice from the bathroom mumbled, "Mom's out of town for the week, retard."
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That night, Uriko had plenty to say to Kenji as he dined on his weight in worms. Alice could be such a pain sometimes, and now the bathroom still reeked of rubbing alcohol from her disinfecting the scale. But Mister Mole shouldn't worry. She was going to make sure he stayed safe. Besides, this weekend, her mother was going to take them to a farm where they could pick strawberries when she came back. Uriko had fond memories of going through the rows of strawberry bushes as a small child with her little basket, eating bright red strawberries and sampling the hard green ones out of curiosity, putting very few into the basket to be weighed at the checkout.
She picket him up and tickled his stomach. "And you don't squirm. Even hamsters squirm when their owners hold them. You're a wild animal and you don't squirm at all. I guess you don't mind being in my house."
She looked straight into his face. "Alice and I must have scared you this morning with our yelling. It's nothing. You understand, don't you?"
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"Don't look at me like that! That's all you ever do! Just... go away... Leave me alone."
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He lightly stroked her cheek and caressed the girl's face, wishing he was able to gaze upon it. The human Kenji was lightly perched at her bed, his face so close to hers he could feel her breath, as he shared another midnight conversation with her. Perhaps, if he could be human in the day, he could eat strawberries with her.
He had no reason to return now. He was a drifting mind, he told her. His mind was so defective compared to his comrades, he had no clue as to why he was bound to his future position the way he was. He did what was put on front of him. If a path was presented to him, he supposed me must drift in its direction, just because. The path right now was being a small pet mole of a teenage girl, and he was content with it. He would follow it until something changed, he supposed. That was all he had done in his life, he was pretty sure.
He had no reason for anything, really. He had no mind, either. He merely was. He existed and did what he was to do, with no drive or effort. He plodded and drifted whereas others raced and strived (or so they say). His horrible memory made matters worse. Was there truly a choice in this world?
"Anyway, I don't mind being your pet, Uriko. Don't worry."
Kenji paused for a moment.
"Uriko, tell me about-"
He was so absorbed in the hypnosis, his senses had not kicked in until it was a second too late. The young man reverted into the furry mole, but a split-second of his human form had been seen.
Alice's scream echoed through the steel beams. Her sister shot straight up in bed.
"What? What? What's wrong? What happened!"
"Kyaaaaaa! Kyaaaaaa! Pervert! Pervert!" She yelled, running around the room, looking for said pervert.
"Eh? A Peeking Tom?"
She looked in the closet, under the bed, behind the desk, out the window, any place a person could have hidden. "There's a pervert in here somewhere! I saw him. He was hanging over you and who knows what he could have if I hadn't caught him."
"Alice, are you serious?! Are you sure you weren't seeing things?" She wrapped her arms around herself contemplating that mental image of a sick male looming over her as she slept.
"I know I saw someone, but.." She violently shoved herself in Uriko's face, her expression now one that could shatter glass. She hissed in her face.

"Uriko. Have you been sneaking boys in here?"

Immediate facefault. "What are you talking about," she stuttered back.
"He looked about your age. Don't you know what diseases you could get if you mess around like that?"
"Geez, Alice, it's been months since I last had a boyfriend! You know I'm not that kind of girl!"
The elder sister stood straight up and grimly walked out of her room, telling her she could just forget about asking her help if she suddenly develops a rash between her legs. The door slammed loudly behind her, and after the echo died out, the house was once again silent.
The younger sister stared a moment, wondering how to feel, and then angrily shoved herself under the covers, mumbling something about the Hippocratic oath under her breath. Suddenly, she felt something warm moving under her breast. She leapt up and nearly performed an accurate imitation of her sister's scream until she saw it was her new pet.
"Oh, it's just you. How did you get over here?"
She settled herself into bed with Mister Mole and gave him a comfortable little spot where she could look at him and pet him. She tickled his belly, since he seemed to like that, and joked about him being her "pervert."
"You really do like humans, don't you? I can't belive I'm sleeping with a wild little critter who's been digging through the ground. Who knows where you've been. Anyway, I had a nice dream before Alice ruined my sleep."
"Squeak?"
"Yeah, I can't really recall it, but I know I liked it when it happened. I've been having pleasant dreams lately, I think."
"Kenji..." She said to the ceiling, "that's a nice name for a boy to have. I wonder why it's popped into my head. None of my exes is named Kenji."
"Squeak...."
"It doesn't matter, anyway. Good night, Mister Mole."