Oh lordy woudy, I got some words see!

Ryoma: You've been listening to too much Eminem.

So?

Sakuno and Sugar: On with the show!


~~~~~3rd Person~~~~~

"Merow!"

Sakuno barely registered the fact that a fluffy cat came barreling into the kitchen after she scrambled up. The air was knocked out of her, the only two lungs she had was burning sensation coursing through her body. A stream of frigidly cold substance cut at her cheeks before realizing that they were from her eyes. However, through all the madness happening, inside, and out, she had to get to her friends. In the short distance it took to reach the other side of the kitchen, her knees gave away, and her whole body slammed upon the doors.

Barely budged. She took several deep breathes, and was finally able to steady herself again, and pushed.

It gave some leeway. She tried again, oblivious to the feline that situated herself next to the girl's legs, and pressed her own paws to the door. Almost as though it wanted to see what's on the other side as well. The girl pushed again, and was given an inch of space.

"finally..." She tried to peek out at what was blocking her path, to see nothing but a thick darkness. When she lowered herself to the floor in a vain attempt to look closer to the ground, the feline saunter around her and watched with patient eyes.

"..Domo...?" Sakuno whispered, lips pressed onto the cold doors, waiting for a response of some kind. When she was greeted with silence, a sharp spike of terror shot up her spine.

The society had laws, many iron clad laws, against the more stronger creatures that lived among humans on their own turfs, but that was it, ONLY for humans. Not hybrids, though they were the most productive of the pure-breeds, and humans, the lines were blurred on whether they were humans, demons, or even animals. And the penalties for (Killing, Eating, Kidnapping, and more...) a hybrid, was easily softened by the saying: "Well they not REAL humans!"

And in some ways, it was true.

The hybrids, while more docile than they're more purer ancestors, they still had their instincts, still had their diets, and still had their mindsets a biological natures, but they were more CONTROLED over their primal urges, more so than a regular human, almost to the point of complete suppression. Tomoka, while still having the sharp fox eyes, claws, and even the occasional whiskers that started to grow out a year ago, was in that range of 50/50 that made her less rare, but all the more exotic on both sides. 'Impaired Hybrids" had almost NONE of their demon biological characteristics, save for temperament and the rare few appendages, like only a few patches of fur, a tail and set of ears, and anything less made them highly prized, and the MOST human of all!

But still, there were incidents, there were still first generation hybrids, and they were still case in the "WORK IN PROGRESS" section of society. For if they were lenient on these creatures, then the pure-breeds would take that as a reason to make it so they could lessen the laws on THEM. If a pure can mate with humans, in their own homes, out of sight, and carry an off spring that immediately had the same rights as humans, then why not the Pure-breeds as well? Were they more dangerous than their lesser? Well, in a way, the halfas were different their own way, and the town had even started a petition for them to be protected as pets, whether it was for a human to hybrid relations, or a citizen hybrid. It wasn't a glorious one, but it was progress.

'But Domo and Veronica aren't Pets OR Registered!'

"Domo! Veronica!" Panic began to set in and she started shoving the doors. She had to see what had happened to them, never mind if she was too late or not, but so she can be the only proof that whatever demon attacked them would at LEAST be put as a "Humanoid Predator". If she couldn't see them, then they'd get off, scot free.

The thoughts of the pink haired mouse, with the most longest lashes, big blue bow that was always on the base of her tail, being swallowed alive. And the blond, furless "Impaired" dog Hybrid, with his incredible nonexistent small muzzle, black nose, and the yellow peppered tail that always swished back and forth, staring up at the ground, covered in blood, with white-creamy eyes where bright bubbly blues were.

"Oh Come o-!" She had to catch herself as the door suddenly flew open. The cat sprung into the room first, sniffing at the boxes of prepackaged, treats for many types of creatures, and the dried ingredient and equipment as it jumped shelf from shelf.

The light from the kitchen made it more than bright enough for the human to see; the room was a continuation towards the backdoor. She rushed over towards the handle, and nearly grabbed were it not for two stubby, fuzz covered arms warping around her leg. She jumped, squealing before she hit her head onto the door and fell to her knees.

"Oww~" She rubbed the sore spot, and casted her eyes towards the culprit that she hadn't noticed till now. "How did- When did you get here?" The feline simply walked onto her lap, and stretched herself up to her face to drag it's rough tongue onto her nose.

"Mow."

Sakuno absently rubbed the cat's head, before remembering why she was there in the first place. "Oh GOD" She sprung up, the feline gripping onto her grey dress with small claws, and gently plopped back onto the floor. The girl grabbed the handle without a second though, and twisted. The first thing to greet her as she tumbled outside was the cool night air, carrying wisps of faint smells across the lot. The next was the small dumpster with the upturned lid.

"Row, MROW!" The feline jumped after Sakuno as she nearly slammed her body onto the edge of the large container.

Through the darkness that blanketed the night, and the clouds that blocked her view, only thing she could make out were stains, and empty spaces.

"Maow." The furry creature jumped onto the leg, making her head snap down at it, and began a series of nearly sympathetic purrs and rubs opon what little shown of her ankles.

While doing so, Sakuno was busying herself with trying to slow the frantic rush of her pacemaker, and steady her adrenaline filled limbs and lungs. After a minute with no results, her eyes began to wander around the small lot. There wasn't much; a few trash cans, her, and a fence. Granted it was a little longer than need be, just beyond it was the hustle and bustle of a rave of humans and hybrids, many of whom had 'accidently' jumped over the same 7ft fence just to be escorted back by a very aggressive albino and bat boy.

She started to slowly spin in a circle, trying to spot anything the was out of the ordinary; a dark mass, some discoloration, a GHOST even! Nothing.

The sounds of drunken laughter sounded out from inside the building, reminding her about the party that was currently going on without he-

"TRIECO!" She raced back inside, the cat in tow, with beads of tears forming. Through her haste and pace the girl slammed every door behind her, and locked it.

"Hello?" She froze, fingers still on the automatic lock of the kitchen door. She turned staring at only the floor, before drifting around, and landed on a pair of clawed beastial feet surrounded by the ends of a dull green kimono not two feet away. The adrenaline slowly made it's way into her blood as one stepped towards her. Then her vision started to blur.

"H-hey! Miss? What's wrong?" Hands, nails that sharpened to a point with large veins and joints, went through her peripheral vision and clasped onto her trembling shoulder. That's when she looked up. A messy dark red head with bright brown eyes. Then she saw the fangs, and lost all feeling in her legs.

"H-HEY!" The boy caught the girl before her knees hit the aluminum floor. "MISS! MISS!?"

Sakuno allowed the tears to drop, and landed on the lining of skin, and- 'W-wha?'

Without her commands, her fingers trembled towards the plane of thick and thin, and started to brush the uneven layers.

The boy in front of her began to feel unnerved, until he remembered a crucial fact. "OH Shit! Sorry!" He hastily slipped off the silicone glove, and pushed it towards her eyes to see the near pixilated colors of details that screamed cheap prop.

She watched as he tossed the other one onto the ground with it's twin and noisily pulled out the intricate and well done beastly dentures. "See?" The boy waved his scrawny arms out, a last ditched and desperate attempt to sooth frazzled nerves. "Just a costume! No demon, or nuthin! All human!"

...

They stayed like that for a while; Sakuno, nearly being straddled by the ginger while he has arms flailed as open as her chocolate brown eyes. One would take the scene as a failed confession had they walked in. He let them droop after a while, even awkwardly helped her to her feet. "uh... Your boss is Trieco, right?" Then those brown eyes blinked.

"W-who are you?" The mystery child released a held breath, and brightened himself up.

"Sorry about that. I'm Horio Satoshi!" He held out a hand, which she took more out of reflex than courtesy. "I was told to come look for you, from some kid, TreeEno?"

She continued to stare on. "T-Trieco?"

"YAH! He said that they needed your help to stop an argument, and junk, and is that a ca- What are you doing?" The slim finger stopped prodding at the connection of tuffed hair upon the boy's head, and looked at the feline that had taken it upon it's self to lap at an abandoned smoothie left on the counter.

"Wah?"

"O-kay," He removed her hand with a swat, and proceeded to usher her out, the fluffy cream-brown creature bounding after. "that kid told me you were jumpy, but I didn't think you'd be THAT jumpy!" He laughed, trying not to push on her shoulders too much, and keeping an overly modest distance away from her. The girl didn't notice, her brain was far too busy to rearrange everything within it's self; what part controlled what, how to feel, priorities, book smarts, far too much to be repaired in such a small window of time.

Seconds before it clicked, she was out the double doors and into a much dimmer world than she remembered.

On one side of the table that was centered in the building, was a large mat of bodies, all lined on their sides, spaced from one another, and barely moving. On the other side, a small group of creatures, some standing, the rest were kneeling down at something that had their undivided attention.

"Where's Trieco...?" The girl continued to scan the area, observing a pile of trash that parted for something that was dragged across.

"He's just ahead Miss, somewhere..." He walked ahead of her to look around. When he was dissatisfied, he went with the direct approach, and cupped a hand to his face. "YO! BAT GUY!?"

All of the heads, much to Sakuno's anxiety, snapped to the two, and a few turned back when the proprietor stood up grumbling from behind the rest. His suit was slightly ripped, and he bore some scratches on his face, and small ears, but apparently, he was fine. As long as the membrane on his wings were...

"For the last damn time, it's f***in' TRY-ECHO!" No such luck, in fact, the only way to infuriate any bat creature, was to tamper with the sensitive skin. From the way he had them pressed to his sides, and how the thumb was limp, he gained a few blows near the bone. That would equal a week or so or minor annoyance.

"Domo..." The bat raised a brow at her when he saw her eyes water. "I-I think, Domo a-a-nd Veroni-ca.. t-they're..." A small claw pressed part of it's self onto her face, and the joints roughly pushed her head up to look into half-open pink eyes that turned into a liquid fruisha.

"A spoiled, bony ass rat that gets dress in a storage room and a stupid f***in' mutt that doesn't know how to knock." The limb flopped down, and nearly swung up to brush away the salty water on her face. "One of the guests went outside for some air, went around back, found Domo bleeding his head out, and brought him inside."

Trieco turned around to give the girl, (Who still had a grip on the blushing red-head's hands.) and sure enough, as one slide to the left, was a sleeping Domo. His head bandaged, eyes closed, and sleeping on top of a lap covered in golden fabric. "Didn't even think he could get a concussion, spoiled chick." He shook his head at the chance of such a thing.

Sakuno on the other hand, had effectively dragged the red head with her to the hybrid's side, oblivious to the stares she received. Her biggest concern was the limp body in front of her. He wasn't pale, but he did have the tale-tell sign of a dark brown splotch on his cheek. Above him, nearly hovering, was the same mouse hybrid, with dried tears staining her face, makeup gone, and hair in a tight bun, delicate hands holding down onto a wet rag on the boy's forehead.

Without her permission, a breath of air was forced out as her lungs folded in. 'Thank the fates.'

"Sakuno?" Trieco quipped with a look of pure confusion. "Are you going to marry the kid, or are you stuck?"

~~45 minutes late~~

"He's allergic to penicillin!"

The man tipped his head at the owner before climbing in the back of the vehicle. The sounds of sirens began to pierce the night, even after it sped away. "Well, that sucked!" Red eyes burned into the back of a bandanaed reptile.

"Go yourself into a ring." Trieco mumbled once he turned to walk back into the building, where many had already left, minus a few customers and sober workers. He turned his eyes from their busy forms as they cleaned to straightened furniture, towards a small bundle sitting near a fox in a corner. 'Where the hell's Kina?'

"You honestly thought that?" Tamoka asked, rubbing the younger girl's back in comfort. She responded with a deep sigh and a hung head. The fox wrapped her arms around her shoulders, "Oh, poor thing..." The fox rubbed at her back, wary of how her claws had quickly grown back within a period of a few days. If anyone had spared a glance at the two, they would have seen the way the fluffy white-tipped tail had bristled and her ears folded back. 'Damned rats!'

"How about we go to my house?" Tamoka pulled back, having a mental battle to not brush away the small dots of water in the corners of brown eyes and causing more to flow. Right now, the fox wanted nothing more than to take the fragile human away, hole her up, and make sure not even the sun would shine her pale skin. 'Okay, that's a little too extreme, I'll admit...'

Every human who had a hybrid friend knew how protective they can be truly be towards their human friends, sometimes to the point of going through what is now called 'Human Withdrawal' when the human is gone of long periods of time. Fox, draconian, a few types felines, and other species that would naturally covet items, no matter what, will do the same to human beings. And, sometimes, would treat them as such as well.

Sakuno nodded her head and meekly wiped away any tale-tell signs of tears. They both helped out with the dishes, and were dismissed by Triech, who waved them away, muttering all the while about a 'Red-eyed Specter'.

Tamoka took it upon herself to patrol around the block for any creature that the might bump into while Sakuno gathered their things. 'I'm SO not getting anymore 'Seat Time' from some nosey bastard!' She tought to herself as she sped down the stretch of street, sprinting so quickly and quietly that it caused a woman's hat to come flying off into the night. After more that two minutes, she skidded t a halt in front of her friend, who already knew to brace herself for the gust of wind that would follow, and held her ears at the sound of metal tipped heels made specifically for the purpose of scrapping against concrete.

"You don't have to always do that..."

"I know that," The red-head brushed her maid's outfit and smirked at her face. "I just like to run."

"Because it's the only exercise you get?" Sakuno trailed behind her, gently holding onto her tail to stop it from flicking at her face.

A tongue was stuck out at her and they continued on their walk, chattering about whatever came into their heads, unaware of the noises that came from their work, and stopped just as suddenly.

~~10 minutes later~~

"Tamoka! We're just friends, and you know it!" Sakuno squeaked as the rounded the corner to Tamoka's small mansion-sized home surrouned by smaller houses. Which, surprisingly, seemed to have been connected to Sakuno's small two-story cottage, seeing how they few separated by a meter and surrounded by the same gotice fence.(A.N. I was thinking of those spear like ones...)

"Sure you are~" A long tail wrapped around her waist, trapping Sakuno, and letting Tamoka lean in more to view the human's red face. "You seemed really worried back there. That looked like chemistry to me." The fox couldn't hold back her toothy grin when Sakuno turned a deeper shade of red.

"You-I-gu- YOU'RE SUCH A JERK!"

"No, i'm a fox, there's a difference, y'know!"

"Those two aren't even the same!"

"Doesn't need to be."

"YES it DOES!"

"NU-UH!"

"YA-HUH"

"NUuu-UH"

"YA-huh?" Sakuno turned her eyes away from her and stared straight ahead, making her head tilt in confusion.

"Was that a question?" She wasn't answered, but the human pointed a finger at the row of unruly bushes right next to the fence across the street. It took Tamoka a while, but her eyes fell onto the darkened asphalt that surrounded it, and remembered that there weren't any bushes on the entire sidewalk ever, or in the street, otherwise it would've been gone a while ago. "What is that?"

Sakuno held her gasp within her throat when a fluffy ear brushed at her temple, and stumbled behind her friend towards the mass. Whatever it was, I was large; almost as bigger that the 5,3 fox hybrid in her 5 in heels. And dark, incredibly dark, so much so that if the moonlight didn't give it a bright sheen on the top of it, the girls would have walked right past it.

Tamoka walked around it, it was almost as long as two limousines and spilled over the edge of the sidewalk, and nearly slipped on the darkened ground. Sakuno, feeling abandoned, strolled closer towards the mass, noticing a long slender object that jutted from behind it. Tamoka, meanwhile was getting the diameter of the anomaly, noting how large the front of it was, and by how the moon shined upon it, that it was sectioned in a way. She took a whiff of it, completely forgetting about her keen sense of smell, and caught the distinctive note of something akin to a coin.

'Why does that smell familiar?' She took another whiff, and every follicle stood on end, hair puffed just as much as her tail, and pnic took over her features. She stepped away, and whipped her head around. She was only meters away from the gate to her house, but so was the thing.

'SAKUNO!' She almost ran, before slipping onto her hands, and aped to slowly crawling away, uncaring of how her pink outfit turned a darker hue. By the time she was halfway past the mass, she froze as the ground vibrated. She stood up with dark hands that took strigs of the substance with her, and walked briskly, making a slight plopping sound as she went. And nearly screeched at what she saw.

"Tamo..." Sakuno paused in her fondling of the object that she barely to wrapped her arm around so better tread her fingers through. Her own brown eyes widened at her; the cute pink outfit, now a silver black with red highlights, and the globs that treaded down her arms, claws towards her mouth formed into a silent scream, her disheveled fur parts, and the slightly puffy hair, and especially her shrunken eyes. "w-what hap-" The next words were a strangled gasp as she looked past the fox, and released her grip on the object.

Suddenly frozen In the spot, Tamoka had no control of her body, but her eyes forced her to turn.

And stared at a darkened head, and straight into the black line inside a large angry, yellow pit of hellfire.


Finally, a chapter! I get on these rolls that just come, but when I get a drink of something, their gone!...

Sakuno: *whimpers*

Tamoka: M-my DRESS! *Bawls*

Well 'm sorry, my mind just makes sceans that I CAN'T CHANGE! *Gives Sakuno a cookie bouquet.* I'm sorry. Atleast I updated, right?

Pudge: And after so long, ya lev'em on a DARK cliff,

I can't help it..

Sugar: that's what happens whe you listen to certain music~

Ryuma: *Glare* You're still listening to Eminem, aren't you?

No...*Runs off*

Ryoma: Oh, SMART ONE, like I don't think you're coming back?!

LEAVEMEALONE!