I glanced to the calendar which was settled on my dresser. It was full of scribbles and crosses, but today's was a circle, which meant I had the day off. I usually head to the park on these days, and today was no different. Thankfully, it was autumn; a little chilly. It was a better reason why I could wear my coat. I became a little edgy when people kept starin at me during summer.

After putting on a orange sweater, I slipped my arms into the coat's sleeves, giving one last stretched of the wings before they folded closely against my back. The coat went over and they were kept hidden beneath.

I stepped out of my room, a little surprised to see Omi run pass in a hurry.

"Morning Aya-kun! Ken-kun and Yoji-kun are taking care of the shop. I'm heading to school!" The teen yelled as he ran past. I simply gave a nod as a response.

I walked down the stairs and headed towards the back door. But just befor eI reached it, Ken burst into the house, calling for me.

"Hey Aya! I think we might need your help today!" The brunet huffed and puffed, hand grasping his half-drooped apron. "Some school's having its surprise festival and we're being bombarded by waves of girls. Yoji's having a hard time keeping them stable." With that, even before I consented, he darted back into the shop.

Sighing, I proceeded to the shop.

Sure enough, the shop was flooding with schoolgirls; not my kind of time in the shop. It would be hours before they leave.

Just about when I stepped into the shop, a series of squeals and squeaks caused me to rub my ears. Some were calling for me, while the rest were busy with the playboy and the soccer player. A small group (I presume) had sad faces since the 'cute one' wasn't around.

"Aya-san! Can you help me arrange fowers for my teachers?"

"Aya-san! Which flower is best to give good firends?"

And the rest need not be said when I gave a glare to them. But, as usual, it failed to reduce the noise they were making.

My arms were being tugged about and the other two were in pretty much the same position. I hesistated to pull too hard. I don't wish to have a girl falling on me.

Ken managed to retreat to the back to restock and Yoji seemed busy enough denying and commenting about the girls' ages. Seemed to me I was the one busiest with the bevy hoarding around me.

Just then, I felt a sudden tingle down my spine. I looked up and the first thing I saw, outside the shop, was a figure standing on the opposite street. It was a guy, seemingly tall, dressed in a black top and jeans, black leather boots. He was wearing dark sunglasses, but I could feel he was watching me.

The world around me became silence to my ears as I watched closely. The guy reached up and slowly pulled up his sunglasses, revealing grey eyes. It was that moment, I felt I was being drowned by his gaze. I hadn't realise I tensed up, hands fisted knuckle-white as my eyes were still afixed on him.

A weird feeling ran through my veins. My body was frozen as my eyes widened.

In my eyes, the guy suddenly sprouted fur. Yes, fur. With the same exact color of his hair. His fingers thickened and were replaced with black pads, nails extending to fine curves. His face stretched and a snout took over its place. From the back, a long, bushy tail appeared and the guy stood crouched on all fours. Now, a large, grey wolf sttod in the man's place, still looking at me intently.

I took a step back, one arm raised in defense when suddenly, it attacked, jaws wide open as I came face to face with two rows of sharp, canine teeth.

My natural reacting was to swipe my arm across. Apparently, the large animal took this cahnce and has its jaws clamped over my arm. The pain was excruciating. It was the same as four bullets piercing through my flesh but it pained a hundred times over. The teeth sunk into my lower right arm, and I could've sworn the I could actually see the lower jaw teeth protruding out of my arm.

My teeth were grit tight as its teeth was still locked in my arm. Pulling away seemed futile...

"Aya-!" I heard.

Yoji?

I felt a hard shake and I blinked my eyes. The next thing I knew, I was staring into emerald orbs. The girls around us were watching with worried eyes.

"Aya, you okay?", Yoji said, a tinge of worry in his words.

Was it.. my imagination?

My gaze remained on him for a while as I processed the words. My eyes averted and I came to stop at my arm which was currently in the blond's hand.

He realised it as well and let go without a word.

"You were spacing out..." He muttered softly.

I just nodded my head, avoiding his gaze as I secretly peeped over to the other side. The guy was gone.

Thank goodness, Ken returned with the stocks at the right time. I stepped away from the group and went to the back, asking Ken to take care of things as I passed him.

I could feel his confusion, but for now, I was wondering about my own.

Upstairs, Omi was in the bathroom so I headed back into my own room with ease, closing the door shut as I slid down to the ground, my left hand on my arm. For some reason, it was aching.

Slowly, I pulled up the sleeve of my right arm...

And to my horror, there were four marks resembling holes while there were smaller dent marks behind them.

I was hardly able to even clench my fist as I felt a nerve was too weak to even take control.

This wasn't good. Not at all.

Um hwa uh.. bored. Second Chapt.. whateva.. r&r.. thankies...