!DISCLAIMERS!

I still don't own Wolf's Rain, even though I loves it, and this probably isn't what the creators wanted to happen, but oh well. If you haven't seen all of Wolf's Rain, please don't read this. I'm not kidding. It'll ruin the whole thing for you. So GO AWAY YOU STUPID PEOPLE WHO WANT SPOILERS!!!!!

(On with the story...)

"This One is cold...so cold...." The girl opened up her blood red eyes and gazed out the window of the orphanage, shivering through her sweater. "Find This One...before the winter snow...."

"Cheza," came a soft voice, and the girl turned her head. "We have a new home for you. Do you want to meet your new mother?"

At first she didn't answer, then Cheza turned her head away, staring at the rain. "I'm waiting for you...Kiba...."

"Cheza." A blond woman that didn't look much older than Cheza smiled down at her. "My name is Cher. I'm going to take you home."

Somewhere else...

"Sir, we have the Wolves located."

"Where are they?"

"All in one spot, Sir...an abandoned building just outside city limits."

"Good. Hunt them down. The one I want is the White Wolf... the others are useless. Kill them or leave them, which ever takes less energy. But capture the White Wolf and bring him to me."

"Sir, yes Sir!" The soldier turned to the phone and dialed a number. "Special Units Eight, Commander Darshia orders you to capture the White Wolf, located in sector Seven, Coordinates Twelve Point Two Zero..."

Kiba's POV

I was still running. The rain was stinging my face, almost blinding me, but I didn't care. I knew where I needed to go, even if I didn't know where it was.

"Where are you going?"

I glanced to the side, where Hige was jogging along next to me. He had randomly blurted out his name when we were helping the cashier, and hadn't stopped following me since. "If you don't know where I am going, then why are you following me?"

"I've got nothing better to do- I just got evicted from my apartment and school's out. And I just got fired, too." We had slowed to a walk by then, and he had his hands in the pockets of his bright yellow hoodie. "Besides, I haven't met another Wolf since I've been here. Most don't like cities, ya know? Especially since the Special Units have been out."

I didn't answer, just kept walking. My hair was starting to cling to my face because of the rain, s I shook my head a few times.

"I know somewhere out of the rain that we can go," he offered, mahogany eyes steady as he gazed at me.

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Lead the way."

He led me to an old apartment that had a caution sign on the door and boarded up windows. Trees almost overcame the building, but all in all the building looked sheltering enough. Turning to me, Hige burst into a grin. "Pretty spiffy, eh? Trust me, pal- I know my way around this city."

"Why is it boarded up?" I murmured, standing in the sheltered doorway to get out of the rain.

"Something about a faulty support or something like that. I don't care-" He broke off and sniffed the air for a moment, then made a face. "Aw piss. Someone's here."

"Let's go," I grumbled, but didn't move. The rain was coming down harder.

Hige gave me a strange look, then stuck his head out and looked up at the sky, blinking through the rain. "Hate to tell ya, buddy, but I think it might be raining."

I snorted in disgust and leaned against the door before leaping forward as the door swung open. After staring into the apartment for a moment, I turned to glare at Hige, who gave me a mischievous smile.

"Oops...guess I accidentally turned the handle when you leaned back. Now the door's open...Wow...look at that nice, dry, sheltered apartment complex...not to mention that it's practically abandoned..." He looked at me with a sort of "don't deny yourself what you desire" look, then sprinted into the building.

I stood blinking after him for a moment, then smiled and went in after him. "Where are the other people?"

"They're Wolves," Hige answered with a shrug, then sniffed the air again. "And they have Red Bulls and Wendy's...a triple with onions, cheese, and ketchup...and chicken tenders with some too salty French fries and some ranch dressing dip on the side..."

I kept from drooling and repeated, "Where are they?"

"Upstairs."

"Then let's stay down here," I grumbled, and say down, leaning against the wall.

Hige gazed at me for a moment, then decided that making a point about the food would somehow change my decision. "They might have enough to share..."

"How many of them are there?"

"I don't know...I'm too busy thinking about the food." As if to prove this, his stomach growled.

"Weren't you eating a Big Mac at the gas station?" I sighed before tossing my beef jerky at him. I didn't need the food anyway (RhapsodicMelody: Yeah, right!). I had only gone to the gas station to follow the ass on the motorcycle. There had been something familiar about him...Maybe he had been one of the bastards who tried to beat me up in elementary school.

"Thanks, buddy!" Hige sat down and started gorging himself on the jerky. "What's your name, anyway?"

"Kiba," I mumbled, standing up. "Do you smell anything else?"

Hige sighed, then sniffed the air again. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you were only using me for my nose. Something smells like gas. You know, the kind of gas you put in cars, not-"

"I know," I growled. "Where's it coming from?"

"Out back somewhere. Who cares? It was probably just some pyro messing around after school. Want some?" He held out some jerky, but I shook my head. "Suit yourself." I stood and headed for the back of the apartment complex. "Where are you going?" Hige asked, standing up as well.

"To find where the gas is coming from." I caught a wiff of the substance and started to run. When I reached the yard in the back, I spotted the source of the smell hidden under a tree.

It was Jackass's motorcycle.

"What'd ya find?" Hige had finished off all the jerky by the time I got back. I hadn't even been gone for a minute.

"A motorcycle. Did you say that you smelled Red Bull?" I headed for the stairs to the second floor.

"Yeah-HEY! Didn't that creepy guy in the black leather with the yellow eyes buy some Red Bull?"

"He was on a motorcycle."

"He looked like a complete and utter ass. Do you know him?" Hige was following me up the stairs now.

"No." I glanced back and forth down the hallways when I reached the top of the stairs.

"So why are you...?"

"Sh." I strained my hearing and heard a soft mew from the right. "That kid's here, too."

"Do you know the kid?"

"No. I've never seen either of them before, but that motorcycle guy looks familiar."

"That makes a whole crap load of sense." Hige sighed in aggravation before cupping his hands around his mouth and yelling, "HEY KID! THERE'S MISSING SIGNS OUT FOR YA! YOU BETTER GET HOME!"

A brown haired head popped out from a door halfway down the hall. "Really?"

"Ain't to bright, huh?" Hige asked me with a grin.

"Where's the other one?" I asked the boy, glancing around warily.

"Who, Tsume...? I...I won't tell!"

I glared at him as Hige let out a loud impatient sigh. "Why?"

"You don't even know if he's here!" the boy squeaked in defiance, trying to sound brave. I could see him shaking, and the little part of me that felt responsible fr everyone woke up. The kid was obviously terrified.

"Why aren't you at home?" I asked, starting to frown. "I thought he was supposed to drop you off."

"He...he took me out to eat instead. And he's gone now, so GO AWAY!" The boy disappeared into the room.

"What the hell do you want, pretty boy?" Jackass scowled at me as he dropped from a hole overhead.

I didn't answer- I didn't know what to say. His yellow eyes were piercing into mine, daring me to do anything.

Hige glanced back and forth between us, then he shrugged and turned to Jackass. "Ya got anymore food?"

I didn't let my eyes move as Jackass turned to him. "What are you doing here, Porky? Do you follow anything that moves in the hope that it'll give you food?"

"Pretty much." The nonchalant shrug and carefree answer was too much for Jackass to stand.

Hige stumbled backwards in shock as the other, larger wolf lunged at him, and I promptly flung myself into Jackass. He went flying, not expecting the blow.

"Tsume!" the kid gasped, sounding terrified, and started to run towards him when a gunshot rang out.

I whisked my head around with a snarl and charged down the hall towards our assailant. Water droplets flew from my fur as I ran toward the man, who steadied his pistol and shot. The pain in my shoulder meant nothing to me and I leapt into him, listening with a sort of sadistic glee as he cried out. My fangs tore at his throat, and suddenly something was covering me. I snarled in rage through the net, and then a sharp ##### of pain on my neck caused me to stop.

I drifted into unconsciousness as the tranquilizer made its way into my bloodstream.

RhapsodicMelody: Well, whatdya think? The story plot is coming into motion...who's viewpoint should it be from next...? I dunno. But that triple...that's what I always get from Wendy's. Tsume and I have the same taste. Just joking. Read and review, and I'll love you!!!