Okay, I seem to have gotten people confused. Hopefully this chapter clears it all. Ah-Un is her stuffed dragon. I should have made it more clear, sorry. Hopefully that helps. It's going to be a bit confusing the first few chapters but I'll try my best to clear any confusion up. Hopefully this helps.

You all know my disclaimer, so let's not waste anymore time. Chapter One..

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Chapter One: Onions and Dead Cats

She woke up to the sound of loud ringing. Twisting around to her left slightly, she reached across her stuffed two-headed dragon Ah-Un and felt around her lamp table for her phone.

Voice thick with sleep, she answered with a soft grown: "Hellooo?"

"Rin? Rin is that you?"

"'Mm- Aunty?!" She sat up in beg, all traces of sleep gone. "Aunty how are you??"

"I'm fine, dear. How have you been?" Her Aunt asked.

"I'm fine Aunty." She replied. Pulling Ah-Un gently in her lap, she pressed a hand to her lips, stifling a yawn.

"Are you safe? You know how I feel abou-"

"Auntyyy. The city is safe, really." Rin yawned once more. "I promise you."

"Were you sleeping, Rin? It's got to be at least eight o'clock over there, wake up." Rin chuckled at the obvious laughter in her Aunts voice.

"I'm up. Besides, I don't have to be at work until ten. So I'm safe.- Hey Aunty, what's new?? 'Mm?"

"Oh yes. Well your cousin's getting married and she wants you to come and sing-"

"Oh Aunty that's wonderful!!" She bounced in place, clutching Ah-Un.

"Can you make it?" Her Aunt asked.

"Of course- oh shoot! My boss." Rin pouted, her brain hatching a plan.

"Rin she'd love for you to come but if you can't that's perfectly understandable."

Rin gasped suddenly, throwing Ah-Un in the air. "I got it!" She screamed. "Aunty, I'll be there- bye!" And she hung up.

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He rushed down the office hallway, his assistant moving after him with pen and paper. "Hello?" He answered.

"Hello, Mr. Myoga?" She sniffed, struggling against the prickling feeling in her eyes.

He frowned, stepping into the elevator. "Rin, are you crying?"

"Oh Mr. Myoga it's so awful, truly." She sniffed once more cutting down on the onion piece.

"What's awful now Rin?" He sighed.

"It's… It's my Aunts' cat sir, he died and my Aunt is hurting deeply and would love for me to be there with her." She wiped at her stuffy nose, resisting the urge to groan as the onion smell intensified.

"Your Aunts… cat Rin?" His assistant glanced at the older man, struggling to control his smile.

"Yes sir. I must go to the funeral."

"I thought you were an orphan, Rin."

Busted.

She flinched slightly but quickly recovered. "Sir! This is no time for such questions, can't you see I'm hurting inside?! This is serious. Please..." She sobbed, throwing the onion trash away. "Please sir..."

"Oh alright! Fine. But I'm getting damn tired of all these excuses Rin."

She smiled victoriously when she heard the slight click.

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Does that help? I sure hope so. If not just let me know or message me personally, if it's that dramatic, and I'll try to make it more clear.

Review please...

-Triz'-