A/N: Yeah um…not much to say 'cept I would like to thank StarGazer1590 (huggles her for all she's worth and then some) who is my first and seems to be only reviewer who is reading my story.
Never in Kayla's life had her head hurt so much. The pain was excruciating and the ringing in her ears did not help the slightest bit. Slowly she sat up and leaned back against the headboard of the bed, all the while trying to recollect her thoughts. Something had happened to her…but what? Step by step she went back to the start of that very morning. She remembered being late because of her blouse, and she also remembered almost forgetting her necklace. After that she ran out the door and down the block. The events that took place afterwards were a bit blurry but the memory thank goodness was still there. Kayla recalled running into two familiar boys which resulted in some yelling mostly on her part. There was also a pair of eyes in her recollection. A pair of cold malicious eyes…the color of blood. They belonged to a third person…a boy. The last thing she remembered was turning away from said eyes with anger, then, there was a sharp pain similar to what she was feeling now, followed by blackness. At that last thought Kayla blinked out of realization. That was it. She knew what had happened. She also knew that it was those boys who were at fault…especially the red-eyed one.
Ignoring the pain Kayla jumped out of the bed only to have herself plop back down. The sudden rush had made her dizzy. Holding her head, she stared down at the floor and sighed. One of these days she'd convince Mirim to buy some carpet. That is if she weren't placed in another home. Kayla had been told that this would be her last. She didn't really care though. In her mind she was too old for adoption anyway. If people didn't want her when she was younger why would they want her now? Shrugging it off Kayla continued to stare at the floor for a while longer. There was something different about it, but with her current state of dizziness she couldn't think straight. But she was determined to figure out what it was…..which only lasted for about five minutes. Kayla groan out of frustration and leaned back to stare at the ceiling instead. The ceiling was a soft blue and had a sort of comforting feel if you looked at it long enough. Sighing deeply, Kayla slowly began to close her eyes when suddenly the shot wide open. Never in all the eleven months since she had been living in her current home had the ceiling ever been any shade of blue. In fact, it had always been a lavender color. This awareness made Kayla once again sit up and look over the side of the bed back to the floor. Now she knew what was so different about it. In the room she shared with Carla the floor paneling was positioned in a horizontal way. This paneling however was diagonal.
"Those bastards…"
Finally sliding off the bed Kayla stared for the door only to stop when she saw the knob turning. Someone was coming in. Balling her fist she went into her usual fighting stance. Whoever is was…they were going to be in a world of hurt when she got through with them.
"Was it really necessary to knock her out?"
A certain red-head was discussing with three other boys the recent situation dealing with the way they had brought their 'guest' in.
"Look fox boy she wasn't gonna to come willingly, if Hiei hadn't done what he did we'd of ended up dragging her in here kicking and screaming.
The other youth sighed, "But you could have gone about it a better way."
The shortest of the group spoke up from his perch on the window sill. "And I suppose you could have Kitsune?"
There was a short pause before he nodded. "Yes…I probably could have."
With that the boy stood up and made his way down the hall. Two of the three that were left raised their eyebrow as they watched him leave then went back to their game of cards. The third just glared then returned gazing out the window. About fifteen seconds passed before the silence was broken by a shriek of anger followed by a surprised yell. Not wasting time the three boys jumped up and ran to see what was causing the commotion only to find an enraged Kayla being constrained by their friend who seemed to have a slight bruise forming on his right cheek.
A/N: Meh this chapter I think was alright considering it didn't have much dialogue…that and the fact that it was kinda short. It might be a while before I get the fourth chapter up. I'm kinda stuck on writing it. No I don't have writers block I just can't seem to put how they are going to explain things to Kayla into words. Oh well at least I got half of it written…somewhat. Oh and for the love of all things decent, R&R! How am I suppose to know how I'm doing if the rest of you won't tell me!
