TGG: Here's the new chapter.
(Somewhere)
Aria felt ill. She stared at her reflection in the hand held mirror and thought. She'd just robbed Bakura! What had possessed her to DO that! She had the inescapable feeling that she wanted to wring her own throat. As a slight test of will, she rubbed the increasingly pale skin around her neck. She'd practically blacked out earlier, watching her scribble something on a piece of paper, head out into the night, drawing something in the dust, a bright flash, a watch, writing another note, robbing Bakura. The Cat Burglars? She remembered them, but vaguely. The past two years at least she'd been near-blacking out, spells, she would call them, no she didn't remember them vaguely, she remembered the Cat Burglars vividly. She remembered thinking of them as inferior, which, she THOUGHT she knew, anyway, was false. She remembered only vaguely a girl named Kitten. What was her guardian again? Some sort of feline, a cat, she thought. Pulling her hands back down and wringing them, she glanced at her own animal guardian. The bird was beautiful, yes, too beautiful to be the robin she saw before her, and it burned to touch. She figured it had an illusion on itself. The thing watched her through half lidded, sleepy eyes. "What happened, Ki?" she asked the robin, whom she called Ki. Ki just blinked at her, turned and flew off. Aria sighed, pulling her waist-length black hair into her hands to look at it in full view. Her blue eyes scanned it over a minute, and then Aria grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk near her bed. Careful to make sure she got every hair so it wasn't TOO uneven, she slowly cut the locks to shoulder length. Clutching the remains, she examined the hairs. A bluish sheen she hadn't noticed two months ago radiated from the lock. "Well then, what's my next move?" She whispered to herself, depositing the scissors and hair on her desk and snuggling under the covers.
(With Kitten)
Kitten sat in the top branch of a very tall tree. 'I don't get it Shadow.' she thought strokingthe fur of a small blackish silver cat sitting on her lap.
'Not to worry Sarami. All will fall into place soon enough.' Kitten sighed as she started carving a small log she had found on the ground.
TGG: Short huh? Well next one will be longer! I promise!