Warning: (See chapter 1)

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except my OC/SI

Chapter 2

When Sienna awoke, she honestly didn't expect to be where she was.

She expected to be sold, somewhere damp, cold, being tortured for who knows what.

Not, not here.

In a rather Asian (Asian? That-) styled neat room, laying down on a king sized, maybe more? bed. Warm and too exhausted to move, she merely slid her half lid drowsy eyes to the ceiling (was that a giant Chinese lantern hanging above?) after the full glance she gave the empty room she was in.

...

It was quiet.. peaceful.

There was a giant stack of bamboo stuck together upright few feet away from the bed, a window right behind it with no curtains, allowing the afternoon orange sunlight to smother the room with its warmth and shades caressing everything inside, causing slight shadows to appear behind the unusual objects she could see neatly placed around the room. The dim heat only caused Sienna to get even more lethargic, she sighed softly.

Closing her eyes slowly against her will, she shifted her slightly trembling body; curling into herself in a fetal position on her side, trying to make sense of the blurry moving images and familiar words she knew but didn't understand in her head. Without her noticing her breaths calmed, form loosened until she was completely asleep once again, this time from a more secure atmosphere surrounding her.

Not noticing at any moment the giant panda figure that was leaning cross armed against the opened door this whole time watching her reactions, curiously pondering inwardly if the female herbivore was that tired that she hadn't even sensed or seen his form right there next to the wall near her. Her instincts should have payed attention to him the moment she awoke, but nothing. A curious thing.

Opening her heavy lid eyes, she stared languidly from where she was resting sideways. Few seconds of sluggish blinking, and realizing that- there's a giant panda sitting in a chair in front of her with crossed arms.

Oh... her heart sped up rapidly suddenly and she froze, staring at him with wide eyes, hurriedly raising the warm covers with her hands till it was directly under her chin.

Shit, shit, shit.

Staring. And staring.

..After a minute of the large male panda not making any aggressive move except the calm steady inhales and exhales of his breathes, even tilting his head a bit to the side, she relaxed her tense body, wondering if this was his place and why was she here instead of at a hospital.

Or why there was a giant panda looking distinctively bi-pedal and quite Humanly male.

Frowning a bit because she recognized that word, human. It popped in her thoughts so she must know it but.. at the moment, could not remember why it was important to her.

Focusing back on the rather lax looking panda that now placed his ankle over his other knee, she could only stare at him with some wonder. Because she was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to look the way he did, or Move the way he did. He was muscular, which was fascinating for his animal features, and he looked adorably fluffy despite the ragged scars on his serious features. What a nicely dressed panda. How peculiar.

"You alive in there, little missy?"

Blinking at the rather low toned voice, all she could think was fascinating but wrong wrong.

She wanted to thank him; no matter how she felt on what he was, what he did by giving her his bed and taking her from where she was sure was a bad situation that her memories were a bit too scrambled up to remember at the moment, was so incredibly selfless, she was sure very few would do what he did.

Her lips moved upwards into a thankful smile, opening her mouth at that moment to thank him for what he had done when her eyes glanced down to tug the covers a bit away from over her shoulders, freezing completely still at what her sight caught, unknowing of the reaction her response caused in the now sitting straight cautious panda, different from his lax position mere seconds ago.

Fur... her eyes narrowed hard at the light colored cream tone of the furred hand that moved slowly, letting go of the blue and white checkered covers that fell to her waist as she sat up in trepidation. The hand listened to her, moving closer to her face.

What...? She could only blink bewildered, turning her hand back and forth, there was no difference and the hand listened to her every motion so this must be her limb.

Did someone glue fur on her? Was this a strange kidnapping sequence? The fuck.

Her eyes ran up her arm, trepidation steadily rising to incredulous horror-

Oh my god.

The fur changed colors from the cream tone to a light brown over the upper side of her bicep, multiple white dots over the light brown- her head swished abruptly down to her chest, startling a slight flinch from the giant panda mumbling now standing next to the bed and scratching his head with one hand while the other rested on a wide hip.

He was saying something with an annoyed tone and she only vaguely heard the word hospital from how intense she was focusing down at herself.

White tank top without her bra- she threw the covers off of her lower body to the side of her near the wall

Light blue jeans, her pastel blue colored slippers.

She was in casual wear, these were her clothes, she knows that.

But, but this Body- wrong wrong wrong.

Strangely enough, she didn't want to panic and faint- again. She had a deep gut feeling that the next time she woke up wouldn't be anymore nice like this.

So with a fortifying mental yell and a deep breath in and out, she calmly began taking off her clothes, starting with her tank top and tossing it neatly aside atop the covers beside her.

The coughing hazard that the giant panda made was alerting and amusing enough to her even in this strange situation she found herself in, that she had to give him a glance, only to see that he had turned around with his back towards her and was shouting words, hands moving about in a rough way.

Giving a huff of amusement, she resumed her observation by promptly trying to take off her jeans- key word being trying.

It's so soft..

Sienna could only watch blankly as a giant black fluffy palm effortlessly stopped her idea by placing his hand over both of her own that were on the first button, not squeezing nor constricting painfully, but just holding it in place. Not allowing her anything but a twitch of her hands.

And she knows that she should be afraid, should be cautious, should be suspicious, because this wasn't normal.

Pandas don't walk around bipedal. Don't they?

Pandas don't look like humans. (Again that word-)

But she honestly couldn't drudge up any sort of those negative reactions or emotions, and she didn't know why.

Sienna just knew somehow, glancing back up to those dark dark eyes surrounded by black fur looking at her solemnly, that he was someone she could trust with herself.

Plus he was so Fluffy.

"Don't."

All that happened within a span of a few seconds, her undressing and his fast action at stopping her.

"Whatever you went through, I'm not like them. Don't do any of that."

What a low rumbling voice.

She furrowed her eyebrows, then her eyes widened into realization. Oh! He thought she was taking off her clothes to Service him!

Glancing back down at her furred cream colored chest, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully, "No, that's...not what I was doing", she ignored his snort of disbelief, especially as her words somehow came out slower and more difficult than she wanted.

Her lips tightened with displeasure, not enjoying being limited even more but she didn't like the thought that even her face had changed, "I'm.. checking my body because it does not look like the one I had before." Huffing out by the end word, it wasn't strenuous, but just a very odd feeling speaking now.

He gave her an incredulous look that somehow had a softer feature to it than before, "Right. Great, what did your body look like before? And don't take off your pant's. Put on your shirt too." He grunted by the end, reaching out with a long sinewy arm for the tank top beside her and dropping it over her head carelessly, giving her a look that expressed his sternness to Not take off any more clothes while promptly sitting down at the chair beside the bed, crossing his arms once more.

Sienna gave him a slight glare, she wasn't crazy. That look he sent her was slightly condescending which brought forth a sharp brief irritation.

"I'm not crazy." She proceeded to put on the tank top regardless, not acknowledging the rough snort of doubt beside her, hmpt.

"Just a bit.. lost." Eyebrows furrowed contemplatively, expression smoothed to near blankness as she stared down at her clenching and opening palms now facing her from her lap.

"I don't know how it looked like before, I just know this isn't it..all this fur." Her nose wrinkled rather adorably from his point of view, not that she knew that, and she continued her slow spoken calm words, spoken with clarity despite its meanings sounding bonkers to him. The poor herbivore was broken mentally even though strangely enough she had no physical injuries from what he checked when the shorter female was unconscious, not that that mattered much since wounds don't only exist on the outside, but still..

"Sienna." Maybe suddenly turning her head and bowing was a bit too abrupt from the way he flinched slightly, and she couldn't help the small satisfied vindictive feeling, hah! Serves him right for thinking her crazy, she knows shes not! Her memories are just a bit.. jumbled all over each other at the moment. She was just following muscle memory ironically enough until she could organize the fuzziness in her brain.

Apparently her expression of momentary childish glee wasn't as hidden as she thought it was, if the look he sent her was any indication.

"I'm Gouhin, the watcher of Black Market."

...Did he want her to respond in any way?

It made her hackles rise in weariness because she had no idea what that was despite the words feeling familiar enough in her mind. The shift of position Gouhin now had, his elbows on his knees, hands held together and expression now much more grave than before had her gaze at him blankly, noticing the change from light atmosphere to serious and adjusting to it accordingly.

"Do you know how dangerous it is for a herbivore female like yourself to be walking around within these parts?"

She could only gaze absentmindedly at him, shoulders slumping slightly and ears drooping without her noticing.

A muscular panda dressed like a college student was giving her a lecture.

"I don't know if I know that because at this moment my memories and mind are a bit disorganized." The fact that he waited patiently for her to finish speaking, even with how slow and careful she was moving her mouth to pronounce the words correctly made her lip curve up into a soft smile.

-Wait.

Eyes narrowed, soft buzzing mind now catching up to what he said.

Black market, walking around these parts, herbivore- she could understand the first two, but the third?

Herbivore?

The hell, she wasn't some ani...mal...

Sienna's eyes widened and a gasp escaped her mouth unwillingly, her emotion causing the pair of large oval ears atop her head to shoot straight up in response, Gouhin closing his mouth to pay attention at what exactly she was reacting to now. If it weren't for many variables, he mused inwardly, Gouhin wouldn't have indulged the smaller herbivore, but he listened to his instincts, and here he was.

Narrowed eyes focused sharply down at her hands. She was some sort of animal at this moment, and- it alarmed her because she wasn't an animal before?

Human, human, human.