Author's Note: Whee, my second fanfic. About Demon Ororon, of course! I hope everyone liked the first one. The only thing I didn't love about the book was that they never show what happens to Mitsume, and I was like going crazy trying to imagine what would become of him! Mitsume is one of my favourite characters and I think he's really cute..aww, I feel so sad for him. So this is my version of what happens after Demon Ororon, Vol. 4 to the young bounty hunter. Reviews are appreciated, but flames with be answered with a thorough tongue-sticking-outing. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Demon Ororon, or any of the characters...though I wish I did. All I've got is all four books and a fan site... enjoy! Jeazz : P

Mitsume walked slowly down the empty street. Raindrops fell here and there, but sunlight was beginning to emerge from behind the harsh clouds. The wind, however, was still more than cool enough for discomfort. But the sun hadn't shone for days, so its coming was a faint glimmer of hope for change.

Mitsume thought back to the night before. After beating the man, he'd turned and walked away, unable to face the eyes of the small child, sitting on the ground, looking up at him in awe. He'd also noticed the faces watching form the window of the bar in amazement. Mitsume had grimaced as he realized that he'd need to find somewhere else to stay for the night if he didn't want attention.

He hadn't, though. Nope, no place in this scummy town that would want some freakish boy-bounty hunter hanging around it. So, he'd just walked all night, dismissing more of his life with each step. And eventually had found himself in an old, shabby, run-down part of the city. Walking alone under the clouds that blocked the stars.

Mitsume idly wandered down the street, and then viciously kicked a can that was in his path. He ground his teeth as his conflicts and tribulations came flooding back, threatening to overwhelm him. His life was hell.

"Ow!"

Mitsume leapt back. He knew that as a bounty hunter, he should be ready for anything, but this part of the city was supposedly deserted, and from the state that it was in, Mitsume had doubted that even menaces and freaks would waste time over here. He cocked his head, looking down the alley where the noise had come from.

An elderly man appeared from behind a trash bin, rubbing his nose with one hand, and holding Mitsume's can with the other. "Who kicked this can?"

"Um… kind of a stupid question, old man. I'm the only one within a mile of this place." Mitsume shrugged.

The old man approached him until they were only a couple of inches apart and looking straight into each other's eyes. Mitsume could smell lavender, and wondered what an old man in the slums was doing with that. The old man looked directly at Mitsume, and then his eyes narrowed.

"Are you saying, boy, that you kicked this can?"

Mitsume blinked. "Um, yeah. I mean, I didn't mean to, you know, hit you, or anything. I just-"

"So you did kick it."

Mitsume groaned inwardly. Just his luck he would run into a weirdo like this. He was having a bad day anyway, and he didn't need this old lunatic getting in his way. He decided to change tactics and show his bounty hunter side. "Look, old man, I don't have time to deal with you! Get out of my way!"

The old man raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" Then Mitsume felt a foot hook around the back of his. At the same time, the old man's right hand came down on the top of the young bounty hunter's head, while his left hand landed neatly and solidly in Mitsume's gut. Mitsume crumpled at the man's feet and groaned. The maneuver had been simple, but had happened so fast that Mitsume had hardly had time to blink. Not that more time would've helped. The old man's strength had been incredible.

"Whoa," Mitsume blinked, still dazed. "Where…no, what…huh?"

The old man smiled dangerously down at him. "You were saying, boy?"

"I, uh, I mean, w-who are you?"

"Are you going to apologize?" The old man looked at him severely.

"No! You should apologize for getting in my way!" Mitsume glared at him. "Jackass."

"Jackass?" The old man's eyes widened, then he laughed merrily. Mitsume just sat there staring. He laughed for a little while, then noticed the boy still sitting on the ground. "Well, come on up here!" He grabbed Mitsume's hand in his, and pulled him to his feet.

Mitsume shook his hand away and glared. "So? I've never seen you around here before. And where did you learn that move?" Mitsume thought about adding something about having the nerve to mess with bounty hunters, but decided to tread lightly on that subject.

The old man just smiled. "Well, come over here, and maybe you'll find out."

Then he turned, and disappeared down the alley.