Letters from a Thief

*HOWL*

I couldn't believe it when I first saw it. The wolf I saw earlier that same night went into the Quiz home. It didn't seem as if it wanted blood, more like it was coming home after a long day at work. Almost like a loyal dog coming home after a hunt. The sudden thought of it suddenly made me sick. Such a big beautiful creature shouldn't be trained and forced to listen like that. Such a creature should be wild and free.

It really doesn't matter now. The wolf will be a problem when I try to steal that painting later. It might be well trained but all dogs are the same. They are loyal and they will protect their pack, or in his case, owners. Speaking of paintings, the one I left a note for was beautiful. It consisted of four wolves sitting around under a full moon. When I first saw it, I thought I was looking at myself. Maybe because the gray wolf had a scar on his chest like I do but other then that, I don't understand why I thought I was looking at myself. Some parts where not complete, such as the moon and the background.

I don't understand why I went into that room in the first place. I wrote in my letter of warning that I was going to steal the 200K gold jar they had on display but something suddenly changed my mind. A familiar smell hit my nose and I hade no choice but to follow. It wasn't the same as the smell I caught earlier. No, this one was different. It was almost like it was calling to me. I followed it for a while until I reached a smaller room closer to the kitchen. I debated for a while whether or not to open the door. Luckily, I thought to be reckless and I opened the door.

Thank the gods it was empty; the bed was unoccupied but disorderly. Like a dog myself I sniffed everywhere in that room. That smell was so addicting. I even laid myself on the bed and sniffed the stuff out of the covers and the pillow. I don't know what came over me then but the only thing that went through my mind was, 'I miss him.' Now, I don't know who I miss or who that smell was but I knew after staying in there for a half an hour that I needed to leave, soon.

But then I noticed the covered up canvas. Now, usually I would have simply ignored my curiosity and get the hell out but I knew it would continue to nag me later if I didn't. So I did. I threw off the canvas and was greeted by the picture. Maybe to an outside person it wouldn't look so beautiful to them but that picture struck a nerve in me. Almost like…I knew them. I knew those wolves in the picture. The brown one was noticeable of course, seeing as it was the same one I've seen twice this same night. But the others, the white, brown, and almost blue wolf, I know from somewhere. The brown one was Toboe. I knew that like I know the color of my hair.

How do I know that? I really don't know. It came to me the first time I saw the wolf. I woke from my coma five years ago with amnesia. I don't know anything but my name and the knowledge of being a thief. Maybe I tried to capture the wolf myself five years ago? Or maybe he ran into me when I was running from nobles? Who really knows…either way, I know the wolf.

The others in the picture look very familiar as well but there names don't come up to me as easily as Toboe's has. I sighed and ran my hand through my short hair, trying desperately to remember my life five years ago. There are times where I get so close to finding the truth that I can practically taste it! But of course, once I'm that close, it all disappears. It's aggravating and it hurts my head but I try not to force myself to remember anymore. If my life before now was so important, I'm pretty sure it'll catch up to me soon or later.

The sun ran its rays of light through the small window in the small town house that I was currently occupying. I looked out that window to see a small shuttle was parked near the area in which the house I broke into last night was around. Simply brushing it aside, I stretched my sore limbs and laid down in the futon I placed near the door to the room. I closed my eyes and fell asleep thinking about the brown wolf and the painting.

*HOWL*

"Nanny, make sure that the man feels at home when he gets here." Elizabeth's mother, my boss stated. Man? Who was coming over.

"Man ma'am? Who's coming over?" I cocked my head to the side in confusion. I wonder who is the surprise guest.

My boss sighed while reaching for her purse, "Do you ever listen? I told you at dinner last night that the artist making the picture for me was going to send his last minute model over here."

Thinking about it, I faintly remember dinner last night. My mind was so wrapped up in ways in trying to find the lunar flower, or possibly Cheza herself. "Ah, ha-hah, I remember now Mrs. Quiz! I'll make sure everything is perfect!"

My boss threw her nose in the air and glared threateningly at me, "You better. I expect to be back in a few days." With that said, she turned around quickly, grabbed her daughters hand from mine and the two made their way to the small shuttle waiting just outside their front door. Waving until they were out of view, I walked into the house and sighed. I didn't get to sleep at all last night. I didn't get home until the sun was practically peeking its way into the big sky.

"Hmm, I still have to make sure the guest's room is ready for him." I mumbled as I walked into the large living room. "That couch looks really inviting though…"

Even though it kind of terrified me when I found the letter stuck on my canvas, and the drama with the flower, I really didn't think much on it. I know both are very important but right now all I really want is sleep.

Lying down on the couch with a smile on my face, I curled myself into a small ball and placed the leather bracelet to my face. The smell of Tsume still lingered there even though it's been about five years since I last some any of them. I smiled and thought of running through the snow with the pack, Cheza running ahead giggling madly and lunar flowers blossoming everywhere with the full moon high in the sky.

That was my own paradise. When I thought about paradise, I thought about that. Now though…I know I could never reach that paradise. It's fine of course. I have this new family. I drew in a large breath of Tsume's scent before feeling my mind finally shutting off and my body actually relaxing. There was no noise and nothing to worry about. Everything was calm and silent. Perfect for a nap-

DING DONG, DING DONG

"Oh crap!" I jumped off the couch and ran to the door. "A-ah! S-sorry! I-im coming!"

I pat down the wrinkles on my shirt and fixed my hair a bit. Dammit, forget it! I'm the nanny! I don't have to look spectacular! Huffing out my annoyance, I slammed the door open faster the light. I smiled and was about to great the man before my voice stopped dead in my throat. There, standing before me, was Kiba. He smiled at me and spoke. His voice was still the same, his same soft blue eyes, his same crazy black hair, and his normal Kiba smelling clothes.

Unwanted tears weld up in my eyes and before I knew it, I was clinging onto the male for dear life. "Kiba! I thought I'd never see you again! I've missed you so much!" Two strong hands gripped my shoulders but they weren't out of comfort, support, or kindness. Those strong hands gripped mine tightly before pushing me back and slamming my body in the house. A door slammed but my mind was a little fuzzy from the sudden movement.

A strong hand grasped the front of my shirt and lifted me off the floor. I met with cold blue eyes that glared menacingly into mine. "How do you know my name?" He slammed my back into the wall forcefully, making me cringe. I'm sure if I was a normal human that would have done more damage then a single prick in the back.

"K-Kiba! It's me, Toboe! How else would I know your name?" He growled lightly before dropping me. I fell to the floor, scared to make another move unless he decided to attack me again. He stared at his hands angrily before looking back at me. This time, it wasn't a gaze filled with hate, but guilt. "I'm sorry…" He lightly fell to his knees in front of me and reached out towards me with his hands. "I…I can't hurt you…" I let him wrap his arms slowly around my neck while he rested his head on my shoulder. "There's something yelling at me to not hurt you. Something inside me…just wants me to hold you. How…how do you know me?"

I didn't raise my arms to hold him incase he freaked out again. "Wh-what do you m-mean by that? I-it's me, Toboe. I'm the one who got Tsume in the pack, remember?" There was a silence for a moment before he replied, "Whose Tsume? What pack?"

"You don't know who Tsume is? What about Hige?"

"No…I don't know." His arms tightened around me, "I awoke from a coma four years ago with amnesia. All I remember is my name."

My body went still in surprise. "But there was always something that told me not to trust anyone, no one. So I didn't tell anyone my name. H-how do you know me?"

I was silent for a minute, contemplating what Kiba had told me. If he has amnesia and can't even remember he is a wolf, maybe the others forgot and are as confused as Kiba is! That would make more sense. But, how am I supposed to tell Kiba that's he's a wolf dedicated to finding Paradise and protecting a flower maiden named Cheza?

"Do you really want to know?" His arms fell from my shoulders as he raised himself off of me but still sitting on his knees in front of me. "Of course I want to know. I've been living for four years without knowing anything but my name. Please, tell me!"

I sighed and grasped his strong hand. "If I tell you, you might not believe me." He gripped his hand in mine, "I'll keep an open mind." Taking in a deep breath, I looked him straight in the eyes.

"Kiba, you are a wolf. You lead a pack of three other wolves, Hige, Tsume, and me. The thing that drove you to live, that drove all of us to live, was finding paradise with the help of the flower maiden Cheza. You're the leader of the pack and you are leading us to paradise!"

He stared at me with surprise before smiling angrily. "You know, I've heard many things about what I must have done but this is the best one yet. Toboe! I need you to tell me-"

"I am telling the truth!"

"There's no such thing as wolves!"

"Don't be stupid! You're going to feel stupid when you regain back your memories!"

"There is no such thing as wolves!"

"Then I'll show you!"

"How the hell-"

I cut him off as I pushed him back to give me room to transform. "I'll show you I said"

In that second, I reverted to my wolf form. I growled lowly at Kiba, tired of him being stupid. Why can't he remember? How was it that only I can remember? I lowered my ears and layed my head on his lap. I whimpered lightly, wishing that he remember. There was silence for a moment before Kiba said something that brought back hope.

"Hige is the brown one who eats a lot, right?"

A/N: YAY! It's out! R&R please, and for those who did, thanks!