Flight to Paradise

Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf's Rain or it's characters. Just my OC.

Kiyoi woke before anyone else meaning she had been able to sneak out for a little while. She loved the mornings when she was able to walk around without a care. There was little freedom in thi, but what there was she enjoyed to the fullest. It was the only time of the day she didn't have to worry about being hurt. It was peaceful, calming to her nerves. She absolutely loved it.

As the sun rose higher, Kiyoi started to walk in the alleys to avoid human contact. She never let anyone near her. No one could help her. No one knew how cruelly she was treated. All anyone saw when they looked at her was pale crimson eyes, filled with malice and hate, a deep grudge no one would understand. It pained her to know such a thing. Why did no one offer a hand? How come no one even tried to help her? That wolf pack had offered to help her, but she had turned them down, not caring what they had to say. She hadn't been paying attention and bumped into someone. It was the wolf from yesterday.

"You again?" He stared at her.

"My name's Kiyoi. And you are?" He smirked at her.

"Tsume. You left before we could get your name."

"I hate it when people ask about me." She looked away from him. His eyes widened when he saw the masssive bruise on her cheek.

"Who did that to you?" She gasped and started to walk away, but Tsume grabbed her wrist. She looked back at him. "We want to help you."

"No one can help me. No one cares. If they did, I wouldn't be this way." He sighed.

"Let me get you something to eat. Come on." He led her to a cafe around the corner.

"I didn't know wolves had money." Kiyoi commented as they ordered their food. Thankfully, no one but Tsume her heard her. They found a table in the corner and sat.

"Well, I used to be part of a gang that hijacked trains. After doing that for awhile, you get used to stealing." She laughed. He smiled. "Bout time you laughed. What's with you?" She felt that urge to glare and growl, but she didn't. Truthfully, she wanted to talk about herself. At least someone would listen. She found comfort in that.

"My mother died when I was still a pup. My brother and sister, too. My mother was a beautiful black wolf with bright crimson eyes. She wanted only the best for us. While we took out two-hour naps, she hunted so that she could feed us. At night, she sang us to sleep, though I hardly ever slept. I was a lively, little pup. When we were four months old, she started to tell us stories of Paradise." Tsume stared at her.

"Paradise? She knew about Paradise?"

"Yes. Every wolf does. Some just don't believe in it. Me? I want to go there, free myself from this torturous hell." She sighed. But I'll never be free."

"Why not?" Tsume was starting to get confused.

"Gentaru. He's the one who does this," She pulled up her sleeve, revealing several scars and bruises, "To me." Tsumes eyes widened. He couldn't think of anything to say. This was awful. She covered her arm again as their food arrived. When the waitress walked away, Tsume looked Kiyoi in the eyes.

"I want to help you. If you just tell me exactly who this guy is I'll beat the hell out of him. No one should be treated like that." Kiba had definitely rubbed off onto Tsume. He was preaching about right and wrong. Kiyoi smiled sadly.

"Thank you. You're the first to ever tell me that. No one's ever offered to help me. Thank you, Tsume. Now I know that some one cares." She smiled at him. He smiled back.

Just across the street, hidden in the shadows, Gentaru watched Kiyoi through the window as she talked with the strange wolf. His eyes narrowed as a deep growl rumbled in his throat.

"Kiyoi...you will pay for this." He walked off, disappearing into the shadows.

Tsume stared at the warehouse Kiyoi had led them to. It was a rundown building with mice and rats crawling in the crates outside. Broken windows, dented doors, cracks everywhere.

Definitely not a place to live.

"This is where you live? It's a mess."

"It's not much, but what choice do I have? It's useless to try and escape. Well, good night." She started to walk inside.

"Wait. I want to ask you something." She turned to him.

"Yes, Tsume?"

"What do you think of Paradise?" She chuckled softly and stared at the sky.

"Paradise...Oh, how sweet the word." She closed her eyes and lowered her head, smiling a sincere smile. "Paradise is the right of all wolves...willing to seek it. That is my belief. Thank you for spending the day with me, Tsume." She walked inside and closed the door. He smirked and headed back to others.

"Well, well, well, Kiyoi. Who's your new friend?" Kiyoi turned and glared at Gentaru. He was glaring back.

"You were spying on me! You bastard!" He slapped.

"You will pay for showing him those scars." All the pack closed in around her. Each of them were laughing cruelly, many holding 2x4 in their hands with nails protruding from the end. She started to cower as they got closer. She closed her eyes as the 'punishment' began.

(Hope you all liked. I feel like I seemed a little cruel at the end, but I needed to do this for the next chapter. The one Toorikosu's been waiting on. -smiles- Next chapter up soon.)