Me: "I dun't wanna do it"

Kiba and Tsume together: "DO IT!"

Me: "no...I'm not gonna"

Kiba bites her.

Me: Owwie! okay okay!

Disclaimer: I...do not....own..Wolf's Rain...or anything you might find copyrighted in this story, for I probably didn't mean to put it in there.....for I am poor...

Tsume: "Now that wasn't so hard.."

Me rubs her butt. "Now on with the show!"

Rose Red

"When I uncovered such stain, Could I look with steady eyes upon the people? No, No! And if there were a way to block the spring of hearing, I would not forbear to lock up wholly this my wretched body. I should be blind and deaf. – For it is sweet, when thought can dwell outside our evils," a man said calmly, looking at the blank canvas before him. He lightly brushed a hand against the oddly colored paint before him. "What did you think of that Rose? My mother loved plays...and I just thought of that one. It was one of her favorites. Do you like it Rosie?"

A large dark tan and brown dog that was lying on the bed perked its ears up and whined lightly. The dog slowly got out of the bed, stretching its long tan legs. The dog walked over to the man, lightly nudging its nose against the man's hand. The man laughed lightly, scratching the dog's neck around the dark red collar, "So, I take it you do like it...but, now, what should I paint?"

Rose's ears perked up quickly, and turned to the door. She walked over to the door and scratched it lightly, turning and looking back at the man. The man sighed and walked over to the door, opening just a little bit, "Fine, but be back before morning.."

Rose stuck her nose between the door and the frame and opened it slowly, the sharp squeaking of the door painful to her sensitive ears. She trotted off into the evening. She looked up at the darkening sky and sighed. Something interesting was lingering in the air. She could smell something, but she ignored it. The brown dog trotted down an alleyway and stopped, smelling a trashcan. Finding nothing interesting, she started to turn back. Stopping in the middle of the road, she jumped around quickly, staring into the bright yellow eyes of a brilliant white wolf.

"You're a wolf aren't you," the wolf growled, seeming to be impatient.

Rose quickly growled back, "Why are you here? You have no business in this city now leave!"

"I can smell the human on you. You're a pet," the wolf said, laughing and making himself look human. He was a handsome young man, with dark brown hair and piercing green eyes. He was wearing typical human clothes, a dark blue jacket, white T-shirt, jeans and sneakers.

Rose took a step backward slowly, trying to avoid a fight. She wanted to run away, but curiosity made her stay. She took another step back, "You didn't answer me...Why are you here? Where did you come from?.."

"This town just happens to be in the way to Darcia's keep," the wolf said slowly, looking at the ground coldly, "He has something of ours we want back..."

"Ours....there's more? And what does he have?" Rose said stepping forward.

"WHY DO YOU ASK SO MANY DAMN QUESTIONS?" the wolf said in a bone freezing tone of voice.

Rose whimpered, "Sorry.....but....please...is there some other wolves nearby...because...I'm.."

"Yes...there's more wolves out there...I've only met three, four counting you. Three of us are on a journey to find what was taken from us," the wolf said softly.

"Well...can I...I mean...if it's okay with you...can I come.." Rose said softly, keeping her nose to the ground.

"If you can keep up," the white wolf said, bolting past her quickly and running down the dirt road.

Rose seemed startled for a moment, then took chase after him. She slowed down, passing by her home. She's stayed with the man all her life, and now, she finally felt that she filled the hole that was missing from her.

Fin

Me: "Taa-daa...people, please don't hurt me for not updating my other stories okay...I'm having serious writers block with those...and I was reading something...and it triggered this story in my mind. Now please, Read and Review....

By the way, I do realize Kiba's going through some serious mood swings, and I appologise...I'm just being a stupid writer....cause I'm stupid and can't write right now...bah..."