For the love of god...
Why, what...What the hell have I gotten myself into?
These are my thoughts as I stalked the mamodo around the long streets. I was blindly curious, I admit. This, has led me here. Stalking, maybe...No. Just a little curious. I hadn't intended to be so far away from home. I looked up at the sky. It was getting dark, real quick. I sighed heavily and repeated to myself for the third time this night. What the hell have I gotten myself into? If I wasn't home soon, who knows if I'll ever make it back? What if he turns around and sees me, following him home? All of which are unpleasant possibilities. Especially being seen. Caught up in my own thoughts I barely noticed the mamodo pausing. My heart skipped a beat. Damn it. How did I get here, why, why . Why?
-Flashback -
"Waaaahhh! Kiyooooo!", Zatch was in a panic. "Kiyo! Kiyyokiyooo!". I had been trying to get a little work done at my desk casually. Until zatch opened his trap. "Lookklooklook!Kiyooo!Waaahhh". He was pointing out the window like he saw a ghost stood there. At least, the ghost wasn't too powerful. Not like he was. Outside, surveying our house was Brago. Of all the mamodo, Brago was possibly the strongest. Damn it, what did he want with us? I watched as he turned sharply on his heel and walked away. I had to, I couldn't help it. I was nosy as all get out and I said a quick word of goodbye and went out the door. "Zatch, I'll be back". I rushed out after Brago and began trailing him.
-Flashback End-
But that was nearly four hours ago. Why did i have to be so curious! I heard a sound of disapproval and looked up to be face to face with an angry Brago. Oh. Shit.

A/N: Well, that's part one! Look for two soon! This is my first story, btw. Please excuse my fail.