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Fruits Basket
The Sohma Curse



Rat-Dark-San
Name: Junichi Sohma
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Personality:
Besides the basic character traits of the Rat being easily identified with Junichi, there are some other characteristics that differentiates him from the rest of the Sohma family. Firstly his EQ (Emotional Quotient) is way below from those of an average person, that perhaps explains why he is usually quiet and most of the time kept all his personal troubles and feelings locked up in his heart. He does not mingles well with his peers too and is the outcast of the class. Nobody knows him and noone in the class bothers about his existence.

Secondly, he is the type that just avoids trouble. For example if a bully is to approached him for any extortion, he would rather give up all his possession to him rather than putting up a fight. Don't take Junichi for a weaking though, he is a black belt karate expert but he just chose to take an ignorant route of avoiding problems since his life motto is

"I trust noone other than myself"

Thirdly, he had from an extended Sohma family but because of his 'secret' (Sohma's curse), he was made to move over to the main family house.
History:
Being in the extended family, he is based in Osaka but as his 'secret' would seem rather to be easily revealed if he still stays over at his hometown. Hence as a result, the main family had issued an order and making him to come over to Tokyo to reside with them. Since his recent moveover to Tokyo, nobody in the Sohma family had never taken notice of him. This despite the fact, that they already know that the 'Rat' would be joining them.
Appearance:
A mere ordinary human but his body is slightly built which would made any of his peers marvel and envy him. He stands at a height of 1.75 metres and weighs around 65 kilograms. His hair colour had always been gray since birth and that is the most obviously physical trait of him being a rat.
AnimalAppearance:Typical house rat (http://www.west-ext.com/pests/norway_rat_picture.jpg)

Rabbit-Emotional Faun Chiko-sai
Name: Sohma Saburo
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality:
Ordinarily, Saburo is a model of good manners. Very polite. Very apologetic even when he hasn't done anything wrong. Very willing to do things for people. Very good listener. When someone challenges him, he tends to either back down or talk about something completely different till the person forgets what they were angry about (he is Very Articulate too, forgot to add that in earlier) - well, unless you're not turned off by his purposefully misleading conversation, or he's in court. He argues well when forced into it; he won't start the arguments, but he'll respond if you rouse him. In court he is calm, collected and unforgiving, as a trial is just a really big verbal fight anyway.
Secretly, he worries a lot. It's why he's so careful to do everything just right. With regards to personal matters, he is insecure - he wants friends, but on the other hand he realizes having a friend is also an emotional risk; he couldn't take it if he wasn't at least as important to someone else as they were to him. Hobbies include paperwork, reading, and being of service to people.
History:
He is the Sohma family's defense lawyer. He is a 'half-caste' Sohma whose mother was from the main family but had incurred the wrath of her elders by eloping with a foreigner, and a poor one of disreputable origins, at that. Upon discovery of his son's curse his father rejected the child and had to be separated from him and mind-wiped. Even after the mind-wipe, his father still felt some unexplainable loathing for him, and refused to let him remain in his sight for any amount of time. The mother was mind-wiped as well, at her choice (and pressed upon by the elders of the family as she was labeled 'wild' and 'unable to fulfil family duty'), and they effectively abandoned Saburo, leaving him with the Sohmas, who essentially treated him as an outsider and freeloader.
He first made public his vocation when he found that he couldn't bear to be shunned by the main family any longer. He offered to defend the family against any attacks made from the loved ones of people who had been mind-wiped, using it as his leverage of sorts to be properly accepted into the family. Other than those, which are his main priority, he also takes other clients when not occupied with the legal doings of the Sohmas.
Appearance:
Saburo is about 5'10", rather ordinary build ranging on the slightly thin, with strong, well-defined nose and jaw; a distinctive profile, like a bust of a Roman senator. His cheeks are sunken, though, which emphasizes his cheekbones. Angular is the impression you'd get after a once-over. He's got a natural tan, a sort of dark golden bronze tint to his skin; his amber eyes glimmer with a suspiciously wild look contrary to his excessively polite, well-mannered nature. His ears are large and pointed, though they are rounded at the points, with several piercings. They twitch, like a rabbit's, when there's a loud noise, or when he's nervous. His hair is spiked straight up and outwards, like a short, untidy broom. It was originally dark, but he bleached it blonde. Possibly to tie in with his artistic leanings, or maybe he *gasp* thinks it's cool. Note that he doesn't look like a lawyer; although he's tried to amend this by wearing glasses in court (they miraculously appear when he argues outside of work), the question of whether he should try to correct other facets of his appearance seems never to have crossed his mind. ^^;
His clothes vary, his work clothes obviously being suits; but they are nearly always black or monochrome, or at the most, a very neutral, pale colour, like washed-out blue. There is a simple bracelet on his left wrist that seems to have been made from the sandalwood beads found in Buddhist rosaries.
Animal Appearance:
Amami rabbit (http://www.arkive.org/species/GES/mammals/Pentalagus_furnessi/GES007118.html?size=large)... hehe. Wikipedia rocks. Amami rabbits are different from the ordinary ones; they're dark-furred, almost black, do not have a tail, and have so short ears that they're not immediately recognizable as a member of the rabbit species. Their claws are large and curved. Saburo is almost exactly like this, except that his sandalwood bracelet has turned up around his neck during the transformation, and the tips of his fur seem to be... bleached.


Sheep-Nabooru23
Name: Hisano Sohma
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality:
Hisano is usually fairly quiet and reserved, if only because she prefers to observe conversation rather than actually take part. She prefers to spend her time indoors, reading, writing, drawing, and playing video games. She's very intelligent, and would be getting good grades if she would actually do her homework more often. Although she's usually introverted, she tends to be very outspoken about her opinions, and can get rather argumentative at times. While she likes certain things to be organized (usually books and games), anything she doesn't think is important generally gets tossed into piles.
History:
She lives with her parents, in a small-but-not-tiny house a short drive from the main Sohma house. She attends high school, when she can't get out of it; she's in eleventh grade. She likes to go to the mansion to hang out, simply for the interesting company. Of course, the disastrous state her bedroom at home is in could be another reason. Currently, she's working on writing a fantasy novel she hopes to someday get published, although she hasn't gotten very far in working on it. Every Tuesday she plays Dungeons and Dragons with a group at her school.
Appearance:
Hisano has rather pale skin, which tends to get dry rather quickly. This has driven her to constantly carry a small tube of lotion in her purse, in case she notices excessive dryness on her hands or face. The purse itself is black, with the buckles and various studs and O-rings adorning it being silver-colored. It's small, but still large enough to carry several pens and pencils, a small notebook, a travel-sized hairbrush, her set of gaming dice (marbled silver with black numbers), her wallet, and her eyeliner, lipstick, nail polish, and mascara, all in black, and all of which she wears almost daily, always in gothicly copious amounts. Her hair is naturally ebony-colored, but recently she has dyed it bright blue. It's fairly curly, usually brushed into neat waves. A silver barbel adorns her right eyebrow. She is most often garbed in a random (usually black and in a men's medium, so the sleeves are longer) T-shirt and cargo pants (also usually black, and hung with chains that she acquired separately from the garment itself). Her boots are sturdy black leather, worn slightly from use but not majorly. A black velvet collar is tied around her neck, with a small silver bell hanging front the front.
Animal Appearance:
In her animal form, Hisano is a smallish young adult sheep with ink-black wool. Her eyebrow piercing has moved to her right ear, since sheep don't have eyebrows. Her irises are the same deep blue color, although they possess the same large pupils any normal sheep would. The belled collar around her neck remains in place, though the strap expands to fit her neck with the transformation.
Other:
She has social anxiety disorder. If anyone gets too close to her, she tends to tense up, mentally and physically. She's fine around people she knows well, but is a nervous wreck in tightly-packed crowds of people.

Dog-Weasel_Overlord
Name: Rufus Valerius Sohma
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Personality:
Though Rufus is quiet, and often seen as cynical, he is steadfastly loyal and faithful to those he thinks of as friends, and can always be counted on to be honest. Cheerful for the most part, Rufus is unfazed by insults, teasing or any nastiness which may be aimed towards him. He might be quiet, but that doesn’t mean that he’ll take insults, no siree. He’s full of witty comebacks, usually with a cynical twist to them, and many an insulter has run away crying after an encounter with the sharp wit of Rufus.
He has a twinkly way with words which he likes to employ in a bit of writing now and again; and under his quietness, he has a sneakily hidden perverted sense of humour which he tries very hard to keep in check, but fails in doing so most of the time.
Twinkly twinkle, Rufus is a charmer, or at least he likes to think he is. His roguishly messy hair, dashing cloak and marvellous hat work to his advantage, but his suave personality and impeccable manners resemble a man of older beginnings, and tend to put off the ladies, for some reason which is completely unknown to Rufus. It could be his inherent cynical nature, or the fact that when confronted by a woman, he can’t generally think of anything to say…
And anyway, he doesn’t tend to complain so much about the ladies wanting to stay away from him… Though he likes to keep up appearances, his long life of avoiding womanly contact outside his family has made him somewhat… resistant to the charms of women. In fact, it could be said that he’s more easily swayed by a pretty boy… (more will be said of this during the actual RPG! *evil grin*)
Living with Kaoru has given Rufus a slightly wicked edge, in that he enjoys going out of his way to torment the boy, rearranging his precious cushions, and generally teasing him. Although Kaoru is younger than Rufus, he’s taller than him, and he takes every opportunity to rub this fact in; but Rufus takes it all in his normal, cheerful stride, usually coming back with witty retorts of some sort. He also takes great amusement from leaving porn magazines laying around the flat, then hiding and laughing at Kaoru’s reaction to it…
History:
Living in the main Sohma household for the majority of his childhood, and much of his adult life, Rufus was very happy to finally leave the constricting manor and to live in his own place. Being one of the oldest of the Sohma-cursed hasn’t earned him many friends, but he lives in a lovely apartment away from the main family, with Matsuno Kaoru, the son of his close friend, who died in an unknown accident. He was both amused and shocked that Kaoru senior had thought him suitable to look after his son, but it was written in his will after all, and so Rufus took the boy in, taking great delight in tormenting him in each and every day of his life.
He has a small and generally pointless job at the local library, which brings in just enough money for Rufus to be able to eat with, and he occasionally employs his writing skills in the form of articles for the town’s main newspaper on subjects which he finds interesting, or just randomosities.
Appearance:
Rufus wears a rather smart brown hat on top of ruffled and messy red hair. He has a slight amount of stubble about his chin which tends to grow rather quickly, springing up overnight sometimes (like DAISIES! Ahehe... *cackle*) into a rough beardy-type structure. *strokes* mmm... beardy.. ahem. I mean...
He is a kinda mediumy height, standing at around 5’ 7”, and he is fond of wearing a long coat-type jackety thing topped off with a dashing cloak in a creamy white. His coat is black with red edging and it has large sleeves which Rufus’ hands often disappear into.
Rufus’ deep blue eyes peer out from underneath his hat topped by messy red eyebrows, and his skin is pale and freckled. He burns easily, and so he often needs to smear himself with liberal amounts of sun-lotion before venturing out into hot weather.
When he’s thinking or listening to someone, he has a tendency of cocking his head to one side like a dog! (Aw, how cute!)
Animal Appearance:
When Rufus transforms, the dog he becomes is a Copper Siberian Husky (http://www.kakastavihusky.com/rixi_clubshow_bigger.jpg). Big, fluffy and absolutely adorable! The markings around his face are the same colour as his hair in his human form, and his ears are pointed and upright. Even in his dog form, his face still retains some of his filthy humour, leading to very expressive eyebrows! Face-of-sarcasm-looking (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/jingleweasel/CopperLestat.jpg) aaand pointed face-fur-of-adorableness!! (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/jingleweasel/CopperScarlet.jpg)
Relationships:
Rufus is the legal guardian of Kaoru, who lives in his little flat with him. However, he is always on the lookout for some pretty piece of flesh (huzzahs for Shakespeare!) to share his love with… whether male or female, he hasn’t quite decided yet.
He also shares his ikkle flat with Amaya, his cousin and a Sohma.
Hat (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/jingleweasel/scan0001.jpg)–Look at his hat, and his cloak for reference.

Dragon-Asilynne
Name: Zenshi Sohma
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality:
Zenshi is very smart and curious, and loves to learn with a passion. She also loves to teach, and jumps in with a childlike enthusiasm when she sees an excuse to share her knowledge with others. However she can be a bit pushy, and may get irritated when someone does something in a way that makes no sense to her. Even so, she has a kind heart, and a weakness for small children, she finds it hard to say no to them, and hates seeing them unhappy.
History:
Ill finish this one later, but I will say that she teaches elementary school. Very open to anyone who wants to live with me
Appearance:
She has shoulder length brown hair that looks normal enough despite the slight spike it has to it, except for if seen in a certain light it has a slight metallic green sheen to it (hope thats ok, dont know if odd hair colors are in the anime ^-^()) Her eyes are large and have a wise look to them, they are a livid green. She also wears small round glasses for reading. Shes tall (5'8") and stands straight and regal, with an aura that is at once serene and commanding. When not wearing her dress for school she likes to wear comfortable fitting clothes and sweaters. I might get up a pic of her.
Animal Appearance:
Here (http://home.tiscali.nl/bruces/sprite_darter_hatchling.jpg) is a picture.
Other:
Lives with Yakusa and Mayumi in a nice little townhouse surrounded by trees. Neighbors are close but the atmosphere doesnt feel stifling.

Horse-Mewtwo-D2
Name: Mayumi Sohma
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality:
High-spirited and always up for anything, Mayumi is a lot of fun to spend time with. However, she holds most at arms-length, and has very few close friends. Definitely tends to think of herself first, except with the very few she feels personal loyalty to. Is always up for challenges- mostly because she's always up for showing off. Her outer personality loves the limelight, and always wants to be in it, though she has a shy, fragile side that she keeps well-hidden.
History:
Attends the same high school as the other high school students mentioned (wherever that is) and is in the top grade. Has put thought into modeling, singing, acting, athletics, and other professions that would let others bask in the glory that is her. As such, she's involved in many extracurricular activities. She makes good grades, as she couldn't bear to appear stupid to anyone, and is, in essence if not spirit, a model student.
Appearance:
Has long copper red hair that's usually left blowing in the wind. Has large dark brown eyes, and tan skin. Is long-limbed and leanly muscled. Recently outgrew her awkward phase, and so emphasizes her newfound grace of movement however she can. Like to wear either tight-fitting clothes in coppers and reds, or loose dresses in white. Prefers to leave her limbs bare.
Animal Appearance:
Here is a picture. (http://www.southernwelshassoc.com/images/forsale/Red-dun-Welsh-mare-by-Chery.jpg)
Other:
Clubs: Choir, Rhythmic Gymnastics, Drama, Archery, and Chess. Lays on the model student very thick around other people. Lives with Zenshi.

Monkey-fireguardian
Name: Kaze Sohma
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Personality:
When it comes to some things, Kaze can be extremely inventive, so that he’s almost never bored, but when it comes to other things… he’s a bit naïve. Basically he’s rather young and immature in certain matters (sex, violence, that kind of thing), and as intelligent as most adults in others (i.e. common sense). Aside from this, Kaze is every bit as curious and inventive as any animal. People seem to gravitate to him, not because he’s especially good looking (though, lets be honest, he’s not bad looking either), but just simply because his words are so blunt and so carefully chosen that it’s hard to tell whether he knows what he’s saying or not. He doesn’t enjoy this attention, though – he hates it when people look at him… it makes him nauseous, mostly. The more someone shows an interest in him, the more he’ll try to run away, the more someone will show an interest in him. Kaze is kind of addictive to the opposite sex, even if it’s in a cute-kid kind of way, and he absolutely hates it. He won’t say anything bad, but he’ll try to run away as fast as he can. Kaze is quite sarcastic, and, paired with his innocence, can lead to a lot of “interesting” situations. He can probably talk his way out of anything, whether buying something, a fight, or even a homework assignment, though that may not necessarily be a good thing. So he’s a sweet little kid, the avatar of the Monkey, except that he’s too clever for his own good.
History:
Kaze's older half-sister is Amaya. He treats her with what might be considered affection (odd, incest-y affection) her being one of the few girls whose company he actually enjoys. But they're seperated, so maybe that's why he enjoys her company so much - because he can't have it. Both of them were raised in one household with their mother and father. As far as Kaze remembers, he was pretty much left on his own during this period, so that later he found it kind of hard to interact with people. He remembers that his father was a cheery man though, with rosy-colored cheeks and a silly smile always on his face. His step-mother he remembers a bit better, though still this is hazy, she dying when he was nine. So the result is now he's turned out something like Estragon, just waiting for something to happen, and not paying attention to whatever meaningless things occur in the meantime (I raise you your The Catcher in the Rye with my Waiting for Godot). Kaze somehow managed to lose almost all memory of his father, though from what his sister has said about him he's not sure that that's a bad thing. Ever since his mother died, he's been going to school irregularly, taken in by a certain Ayato, who mostly ignores him.
Nothing really out of the ordinary, considering his situation, something that he’ll complain about time and time again.
Appearance:
Kaze is a beautiful boy, with large, dark eyes the color of night, and small, light features. His skin is pale, though still within the healthy side. He’s thin, but his figure is anything but wilted – he’s unhealthy enough to make people go to him, but healthy enough so that people don’t offer him food. He’s a tad short for his age, though most people don’t even seem to notice this at first glance. No, what people notice most is his hair, a shaggy train of wood-color that barely covers his eyes. He looks extremely… youngish. For the most part, Kaze just wears what might be considered a school uniform: a light blue suit and a deep black tie. Oddly, no one seems to notice the manic glint in his eyes that’ll appear from time to time.
Animal Appearance:
In animal form, Kaze looks a little like a Hamlyn (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6b/Cercopithecus_hamlyni.jpg), only... cuter, I guess. Like his eyes are wider, and he doesn't tend to look at you as if he were about to throttle you (bad memories...bad memories...). His fur is fluffy, a yellow-ish brown-ish color, and he has a bright pink face. Oh, and when he's angry (in animal and human form) he grins at you... (bad memories... don't ask).

Boar-Sango
Name: Sohma Amaya (family name, then given name)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality:
Amaya is a rather odd "child" in the eyes of her seniors, and just plain weird to some of her younger relatives, mainly for her interests in western cultures such as the Armenians and Celts. This, however, does not alter much of her personality from the stereotypical Boar. She is often one to work hard on things, and when she makes a huge mistake, admits it, which has led herself to a self-esteem issue and bipolar syndrome normally found in Tigers. As a result, she feels stressed when people see her as the shoulder to lean on, unless they provide her the same, yet in general, she is a kind soul that accepts many differences. However, because of her stress, she is short-tempered, often releasing her rage through activities before she accidently transforms to her animal form under such conditions. In general, she has a lot of issues, and as a result, spends a lot of time in solitude, distancing herself from the world, which has made her shy in public. That, however, hasn't prevented her from her current occupation.
History:
Amaya's younger half-brother is Kaze. The two have fairly gotten along, although due to the age difference, they haven't had too contact lately. They were raised by the mother they have in common, and her "booze-hound" of a step-father. While Kaze was ignored much of the time, Amaya was the one who received much negative attention from her mother, consisting of emotional and physical abuse over almost nothing. As a result, she had become the mixture of Holden Caulfield living the home life of Jane Gallagher. (if you have read The Catcher in the Rye enough and don't get my point, you're a total idiot) Her stepfather (Kaze's father) was abusive towards everybody due to his alcoholism; however, this eventually led to his death. This resulted in Amaya being forced into attending prep school after prep school, much like the infamously angst-filled Caulfield, because her mother felt that she was a wild one, and that she was part of the reason her stepfather died.
After having graduated from one of the prep schools and somehow flunking out of college due to her stress, Amaya "co-owns" and works at a New Age store that imports many things relating to beliefs such as Wicca. She also lives with her cousin, Rufus, and the boy he's raised since the death of a family friend, Kaoru. Ah yes...apartment. It's not penthouse big, but it at least holds the three of them.
Appearance:
Amaya has a great hint towards her animalistic nature. With an average height and build, her eyes are a dark gray, almost black, and her hair is dark brown in color and comes down to about shoulder length. Her hair is thick and slightly coarse, as well. With somewhat pale skin, her lack of being outdoors is quite evident.
Amaya's clothing varies a lot depending on her mood. It mainly has a "gothic" nature to it, be it of American or Lolita origin, yet on some occasions, she has been known to dress in an American surfer's attire when feeling relaxed.
Animal Appearance:
In her animal form, she resembles a basic female wild boar, albeit smaller. Small enough to fit in a large pocket, actually. (realistic-ness! (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Zwijntje.JPG))
Other:
Ah...right. Amaya finds Rufus attractive, but not THAT attractive. She doesn't exactly find incest appealing. Most things kinky don't even appeal to her. o.o

Cow-Prof. Jb Wolf
Name: Joushirou Sohma
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality:
Often found with a serene, placid almost empty look on his face, those who don't know Joushiro would think him stupid or perhaps damaged in the head. While he is somewhat slow on the uptake at times, it is more that he prefers to think about things before acting. He takes life at ease - you only live once why rush through it? Possessed of a somewhat unearthly calm at times, he's normally a kind and affable fellow. When he finally does get angry or riled up, he nigh unstoppable, like a stampeding bull who won't stop until his energy's all used up.
History:
Having been born with almost no sense of direction, Joushiro consquently spends most of his time wandering and no permenent residence to speak of. He'll often just crash at whichever relative happens to find him or camps out in empty lots and parks. He still attends school (same as the others) and is only just passing among his peers do to his test scores and tutoring sessions with Mayumi.
Appearance:
Stands tall at an even six feet with a broad-shouldered, wiry build. His hair is unruly and somewhat spiky, falling just below his ear. Greyish-white in color his more affectionate friedns and family often call him "Shiro-chan". A tuft of black sticks out just above his forehead and his bangs curved inwards somewhat like horns, framing his emerald green eyes. Lightly tanned from prolonged exposure to the sun he usually wears a black shirt underneath a white dress shirt, khaki suspenders, boots, and a green overcoat. On a silver chain around his neck is a weathered old compass, a gift from a stranger when he was lost once. Often carries a large pack complete with bedroll and other camping equipment just in case.
Animal Appearance:
Transforms into a fairly non-descript black ox, though his pack strangely remains intact along with his necklace.
Other:
He gets along well with most of the Sohma Clan, his benign personality being unoffensive to most people in general. Perhaps due to the curse, he's also incredibly strong and is the star member of both the Wrestling and Martial Arts teams. Knew Mariko's father who gave him the compass he wears.

Rooster-Mystic_clown
Name: Yazaki Sohma
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality:
This guy’s all about fun. He likes to stay up late and party hard. Yazaki is always the one to do something incredibly risky and pretty stupid, especially after he’s had a few drinks. While this guy prefers to play, when he has no other choice but to work, he will work hard. He also displays a number of talents, such as break dancing, drink mixing, and so on. While he’s generally a nice guy, he’s a bit self loving and will usually brag about his many talents. He’s also extremely selfish. He’ll only do something when it benefits him. Even if it manages to benefit everyone around him, he only cares about what he gets out of it.
History:
Yazaki is a bartender working at the nightclub Neon Impact. Hes’ learned how to break dance and create graffiti art in his younger years, and has recently learned electric guitar. He performs as a hobby. Currently is living with Zenshi (if that’s ok with Asilynne)
Appearance:
Wild black hair with numerous red streaks which falls unevenly just past his chin. His wild green eyes are usually hidden behind a pair of yellow tinted glasses. He’s slightly pale with a lean, yet chiseled build and stands at about 5’9’’. He wears a black shirt with a red overcoat, black pants and black combat boots (although no one seems to notice. He also wears black gloves when he goes out and wears a decorative chain around his neck. He also has white orb earings of anyone notices. His attire tends to change on occasions.
Animal Appearance:
Nothing here, yet.
Other:
He suffers from slight imsomnia. Not that he cant sleep, it's just that he's awake most of the time. Even though he's got them covered by the shades, he has bags under his eyes.

Snake-Inferno_Dragon
Name: Ayato Sohma
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality:
Ayato is very confident in himself sometimes even too overconfident. He occasionally talks about himself most of time … okay all of the time. When he comes across something passionate that he wants to accomplish, he tries as hard as he can to finish that goal or project … although it does take him quite awhile especially when it comes to finding his true heart with friends and family. Ayato is very devoted to his friends and family and he LOVES to be the center attention. When he is around woman, he is able to turn his “charm” to impress them … the downside is that the charm might be too strong and he doesn’t turn it off no matter how strong it is.
History:
He goes to the local college to continue his education. He owns a beauty shop named after himself. His reason of doing this is to get in touch with the ladies. Ayato lives alone but would like to live with either a family member or someone he could get along with.
Appearance:
Ayato is 5’11 with sparkling green eyes (although they do change often to different colors but no one knows why so they don’t bother.) His hair color is a mixture of white and green. (So his animal form is a greenish-white Cobra.) Usually he wears a outfit that matches the colors of his eyes whatever it may be but when he is truly romantic, he wears something bold like romantic red with a touch of pink or white. He wears a necklace of lilac beads that give off a odor of fragrant passion.
Animal Appearance:
Nothing here, yet.
Other:
Transports Other into Starcraft. Activates the Nuclear Launch and waits for Other to be vaporized.

Tiger-Roy Karrde
Name: Mizuki Sohma
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Personality:
Having to live around those that are twice her age, she has learned how to act as a 11th Year High School Student, place in there due to Advanced Placement classes and to help her mentally stunted brother graduate. She is extremely protective of her brother, and can get mad very very easily. But at the same time she has problems expressing her feelings to the boys and girls she hangs around with due to the age difference.
History:
Trying to keep her half brother’s disability away from the rest of the family, so that they wont look down on her or her half brother, she lives in a small apartment with him, having to run the apartment and maintain her grades at the same time. Through extremely hard work she was able to move past several grades and into high school to keep a eye on her brother so that no one hurts him.
Appearance:
She is mainly known for her light red almost orange hair with black highlights, giving her the nickname of Fireball. She keeps her childish frame measuring only 4’ 7”, she wears boots to give her a few inches to make her look more like a teenager, as well as a heavily padded bra to blend in. She wears a long sleeve light blue shirt that goes down to just above her belly button, giving a mid drift, with long blue jeans trailing to her feet to hide the boots.
Animal Appearance:
Obviously not a Adult sized Tiger, she changes into more of a Tiger Cub no larger than a regular stuffed doll. Adding to the overall cuteness and shoujoness. She is able to get into small places quickly and is able to sneak around with out really being seen.
Other:
Her brother is around 5’ 8” with wavy dark black hair. His name is Mitzuaki Sohma.

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EngiMatikul
Name: Keisatsugi Mariko
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality:
High Spirited and Cheerful would be the first thing that comes to mind when anyone is introduced to her. She has a spirit that could never seem to be damped, no matter how depressing the situation is. Always ambitious, she is constantly looking for "mysteries to solve" due to her passion with detective novels. Consequently, "mysterys to solve" usually translates to trouble as she sometimes makes a big deal out of trivial things. Nevertheless, her detective skills are not fictional like the novels she reads; being in the city for a year has already gave her a name in the school as the young detective genius one can rely on when it comes to problems, whether it be a lost cat or a series of crimes even the police can't seem to solve.
With such intellect one would expect her to ace all her classes, but this is not true, though she could easily do so if she wishes. Instead, she usually misses class most of the time, usually coming in only for a few test days out of the year to score perfects, then leave for the rest of the time solving these "mysteries" she doesn't seem to get enough of. Consequently, her grade is that of a C average, though when looking at her record its more of a series of "Miss" marks punctuated by "100%" test grades. Her intellect is partly due to her photographic memory, remembering everything as she has seen it the first time she glances around.
As if coming naturally from her energetic nature, she is highly expressive and would be one of those characters that is frequently subjected to the cliche anime expressions (sweatdrops, facefaults, blown-up heads when enraged). She is remarkably kind to animals (and to people too but she doesn't usually make that as obvious as her kindness to animals).
History:
Her mother had been missing at an early age in her life, and she remembers little of her. Her father was also constantly busy and couldn't always keep Mariko occupied, so Mariko indulged in detective novels. Eventually, her missing mother, the detective novels she read, and her father refusing to reveal any secrets about why her mother went missing gave her the ambition to begin her own detective case: discovering the whereabouts of her mother. Her first hint came when her father met a travelling boy; though she did not know what her father told the boy, she seemed to believe that the boy knew something about her mother. The second hint was when her father, after suffering a near fatal heart attack and realizing he was going to die, told her a few mumblings at the end... "Promise to your mother... you wouldn't know... Sohma menagerie...confined... but...free..." He died shortly thereafter (this was 2-3 years ago). Even with her memory she could not quite able to make out exactly what he said, but she took the words seriously and hence found the city she is in now as her best lead. Despite her best performances, her mystery of her own family still remains mostly unsolved...
Appearance:
She is a rather attractive figure. She has long, light brown hair reaching down to her waist, and braided sidebangs tied with a red ribbon on both sides of her head. She has piercing bright blue eyes which are especially noticable when she is glaring over you for analysis, a short nose, and lips that seem elegantly small when closed, such that it comes as a surprise to any person noticing her when she yells out in excitement.
Though she does wear the traditional school uniform attire, she usually covers it up with full-set detective suit, complete with trenchcoat, cape, and detective hat. She will change attire if she feels it is necessary to complete a mission (ie go undercover).
Relations:
-Neighbor to Mizuki (Roy Karrde)
-Friend of Hisano (Arnen)
-Acquaintence of Rufus (Weasel Overlord): Because of her work she frequents the library often more than she goes to school. Being "cursed" with a fair maiden figure that contrasts with her boyish detective ambition, she frequently becomes the cornerstone of most of Rufus's perverted jokes. Consequently, she has a rather contemptuous attitude towards him. He has, however, apparently helped her out with a few cases.
-Recognizes Amaya (Hinata) in her Boar form: Apparently she helped the poor little piglet out when she was in stress. She doesn't know the boar's true identity.
-Can recognize Joushirou when she sees him, as the boy her father had talked with
-She may know others from previous cases she's been in/solved --- Lame excuse for "Hi I know you" :tongue:
Ironically she still knows very little about the Sohma Curse.
Other:
She always carries around a Magnifying Glass that can do amazing things for "self defense", like become a Hammer, a Solar Powered Ray Gun, or a throwing object with a dangerously sharp handle. Rufus seems to be the victim of most of these "self defense" issues.

Emotional Faun Chiko-sai
Name: Matsuno Kaoru
Age: 16. Three cheers for bratty teenagerhood.
Gender: Male
Personality:
Your friendly local scowling teenager. He's a giant walking wet blanket, he is. Sarcastic and too smart for his own good, and he doesn't believe in love at first sight. He thinks you should never take things for granted; also, he nags like a granny. He works hard, though. Sadly for him, Kaoru is a control freak at heart. He can never bear to see even the pillows on the sofa out of place; it simply drives him up, if not into, the proverbial wall. The type that pretends not to care, but does, and thinks that things won't happen to him, but they do. Perceptive. Don't think you can fool him. You can't. ...well, maybe.
History:
An only child. His parents disappeared, or died, under mysterious circumstances when he was eight; thus, he was put in the care of one Rufus Valerius Sohma, a close friend of his father, who was the next named in the will (odd, that Matsuno Kaoru the elder had thought to draft a will so early on in his short life; perhaps he knew what was coming to him?). He tends to avoid Sohma Amaya's room because he is likes to leave creepy gothic things well alone, which is sensible of him, I supose, what with all those possible curses, magic circles and whatnot. He is in his sophomore year of high school, in the manga club.
Appearance:
He's a very ordinary kind of person. 5'8", with a clever face and a cynical twist to the mouth, and dark hair in soft spikes that fall over his dark eyes: he wears glasses for close work. Not terribly remarkable in any aspect, although the glimmer of intelligence in his eye warns you that he's not to be underestimated. He has a mole on the back of his neck. Outside of school he wears the regular t-shirt-and-jeans combo. Is often seen with a broom, mop or pail.

Sango
Name: Abirad Sevacherian (called "Abi" for short)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality:
For the fact he was born under the Western Zodiac symbol of Virgo, Abi is often picked on for this - mainly because of how many think his physical disorder (will be explained) will prevent him from ever having a really good relationship. He, although a creative thinker and intelligent young man, is rather modest, and as a result, allows the hits to his self-esteem to get at him. As a result, he has lived up to the meaning of his name, "miserable." In spite of this, Abi often tries to find ways to make himself happier, even though love seems distant for him; as a result, he usually expresses these thoughts through speaking, or so much as playing the piano or keyboard he's managed to learn with the aide of his parents. Often called judgemental, he can somehow sense the personality of a person when he "sees" them.
History:
The darkness is all Abi has ever remembered. He was born in the little country of Armenia, the fourth and final child of a nearly middle-aged couple at the time, during the final days of the Soviet Union. (damn those commies!) Stressed and dealing with poverty, the couple had no idea what to do with their "flawed" and only son. They moved to (insert exact area of location here) when he was three, looking for a better future and a way to help their son from what was to happen to him. In the end, however, illness and heredity got the better of him - he went blind when he was only five.
Ever since, Abi can not remember anything related to vision, except that he'd never see again without excessively expensive surgery. He made the decision when he was twelve that he'd wait for such a surgery until when he was older; he didn't want his parents to go through what they had in his native country. Ever since, his three sisters (who'll most likely be named later) and many of his schoolmates have picked on him physically and verbally. Because of this, Abi went into a depression, and struggled with trying to manage his grades. He threatened to drop out of his regular school, but his parents wouldn't allow him. Instead, he suffered, and is now looking for a way out of this hell that incidents have created.
Appearance:
Abi is a rather attractive young boy, somehow meeting the standards of the "hot foreign exchange student," in spite of lacking the accent from his native country. (in fact, I don't even know what an Armenian accent sounds like. o.O) In fact, he looks a bit like a young Serj Tankian. His dark eyes, due to unforgiving blindness, are always hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, and his dark hair thinly curls about his head, coming down to near mid-neck length. (he'd have a mullet were it straightened!) His skin is a bit pale for his natural "ruddy" skin color, going well for his tall, lanky stature.
Abi is often dressed in a plain, almost casual attire matching that of a surfer's. In fact, he has style without him even knowing. This usually consists of plain tees with or without long-sleeved cuffed and necked dress shirts, and usually khakis or jeans, only occasionally a hole or two found around the knees. Footwear is also basic, varying back and forth between sandals and tennis shoes.

[Waves_of_Darkness]

Cat - Vulpix.ck: Name: Sohma Kiyoshi
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Cat
Appearance: Kiyo never strikes you as being a tall person, in fact - despite that he’s 6’2” - he appears to be rather small, and this may be down to his narrow figure and daintily-pottering gait, or maybe his ability of folding his body in on itself by curling up or stooping or sitting cross-legged. Tussocky and mussed, his jet-black hair lies towards the front-centre of his head in a tufted and quipped, jutting fringe. His round, ever-so-slanted amber eyes are always wide-awake open, and typically pointed ears and brow always appear cocked and open to conversation and little scritchy noises. He’s peachy keen and has a solitary cowlick at the back that annoys everyone but himself Often relentlessly stares at people with an intensity that makes them very uncomfortable.
He has an absolute abandon of constrictive clothing - it makes him claustrophobic for the most part, though sometimes his love of snuggly things wins him over and so you may find him in a sleeveless-collared furry tank top or cashmere polo-neck; for the most part he dresses in loose shirts, linen pants and no socks. Bare feet or sandals are his choice of footwear - he can be a scary bugger, padding around silently and peering through the darkness at night. He wears his zodiac beads around his wrist, and by Shujouteki-law keeps them on even with his charcoal-coloured salesman suit.
Animal Appearance: A slender (if sorta gangly) black cat with yellow-amber eyes, short fur, and pricked ears. He has an inquisitive meow, can conjure smarm on whim, and tends to push his nose where it’s not welcome - a very ordinary kitty indeed. The cowlick remains..
Personality: He’s a tomcat - headstrong, bold and independent, with the scent of rivalry stinging strong in his nostrils. He can be ferocious, and Shujouteki absolutely makes his blood boil. Despite all this, he’s a soft pudding on the inside and he really appreciates the company of his friends (he, Saburo and Rufus are as thick as three thieves in a pod) and a casual easy-come/easy-go interaction with the public. He’s fairly well educated but god knows how - the most-likely explanation is through subliminal cat-nap learning and accidental eavesdropping, as he’s an undisciplined self-confessed slacker. He can come across as a bit of an airhead in general: carefree, ignorant, and blissful for all it’s worth - this is were charm comes into it, for a perpetually curious, innocent creature of such a laidback nature can never be disliked.
History: As tradition goes, Kiyo wasn’t very well received by the Sohmas due to his ‘cat curse’. Those who lived within the walls who were typically nice to the zodiac kids regarded him as a freak, and those who disliked the zodiac to begin with disliked him especially. This was partly to do with the fact that the cat was tricked out of his place in the mythical banquet by the rat, and partly to do with the bonus transformation the cat zodiac possesses: a disfigured and repulsive creature which I won’t mention so much in case you haven’t read that part of the manga yet.. ^_~
As children Saburo and Kiyoshi were generally unfriendly kids of a similar age, and so hardly ever interacted with each other, living in different parts of the Sohma residence. The stubborn and shy young Kiyoshi always wanted to be left alone for all that people disliked him, yet upon meeting an older Zodiac child he found himself in an unexpected war against the fiend. It was, namely, against Rufus - the jovial bully of a cousin who took to pestering Kiyo a lot in his kinship, but who also managed to bring the cat-child out of his shell with startling effectiveness. As they grew older it seemed that every consequent year brought a whole new litter of increasingly annoying zodiac sprogs, and eventually the Cat vs. Dog war ceased as the two joined forces to oppose the ‘young ’uns’. Another was added to their team in the form of Saburo, a politer creature who calmed the other two somewhat and completed their awesomeness.
And so they became an inseparable trio, and henceforth legend was made, though still a friendly teasing persisted between Kiyo and Rufus. Saburo went to law school, and as Rufus approached his winning long-term career as a lecherous freeloader, it came time for Kiyo’s traditional cat confinement within the Sohma grounds. True to his trip-switch rebellious nature, Kiyo adopted a ‘not bloody likely’ approach to the whole thing, had a fearsome fight with Shujouteki that no-one really knows about but which was discussed ravenously, and took off in the night to escape his imprisonment.
Out in the world at 19 he had no job or extensive education, and so pondered around for a while, half-starving, half-doing-odd-jobs. Then came his un/lucky break, for he managed to secure a job as a twine salesman. Popped fresh ‘n’ shiny in a suit the job came natural to him - it seemed he had a way of selling products to the customer that worked, even if it was by completely accidental and incompetent means. Fortunately, people like string (it’s an ever desired commodity!) and were taken in by his handsome face and innocent nature (also, customers were perhaps swayed by the fact that he was one of the few salesman on earth who actually believed in the product they were selling (Kiyo would often trail off mid pitch to sit there and play with the stuff, entranced)), and so he rose through the ranks to become Chief String Salesman and he was able to travel lots in order to sell twine - a dream come true indeed. He has humble aspirations of one day branching out into the yarn industry, but for now he returns to the Sohma household. Alas!
Relations: Saburo the wabbit and Rufus-Snoofus the ruppie. Uh.. All others are irrelevant? Naw, feel free to bug Kiyo!
Other:
1. An absolute technophobe, Kiyo blatantly refuses to try and understand how to work computers or walkmans or telephones, or to see the point in television.
2. He likes milk, meat and fish; warm places and fire. He has a head for heights and small spaces and is an expert napper. Sleeping barely four hours a night one may wonder how he remains so awake all the day long, and his sneaky secret is one that he does not keep secret whatsoever - in fact, Kiyo openly catnaps in a variety of public places, oft and without restraint.
3. Sometimes he is foolish enough to consume alcohol(namely the times when Rufus furtively slips liquor into his milk), and so consequentially gets blatheringly drunk. When he’s intoxicated, music kinda begins to makes sense . i.e. The beats start to get to him, and he will most likely do his drunken dance, which is the same for every genre of music under the sun, be it rap, classical, folk or popular music of any tempo. [Kiyo’s said dance involves shuffling his feet and moving his arms as if in a power-walking motion. He dances like your father would dance if he were on speed.] He is one funky cat ^_~
4. Otherwise music is meaningless nonsensical noise to him, and reading holds a similar weight - stationary words can simply not retain his interest - and though he enjoys and shows potential for contact sports, he usually loses sight of the game halfway through and ends up pouncing on/fighting with people like the fool that he is. Indeed, he’s a good fighter - wick, savage and instinctually feral.
5. Rain obscures his senses and puts him out somewhat, so in a similar league he keeps his showers short - just long enough to preserve his cleanliness an’ make himself smell dandy. He detests having wet hair. Other hates include citrus fruit and Shujouteki, who he hardly ever refers to by actual name (‘he’ or ‘it’ suffices instead).

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Waves_of_darkness
Name: Shujouteki Sohma
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Personality:
Bearing the full weight of the Sohma curse has been taxing physically on him, thus making Shujo incredibly aggressive and selfish. He has no shame for anything or anybody. Shujouteki almost seems to have split personalities; he shows what seems to be a soft side to people who don’t know him, but anyone who knows him for more than five minutes finds out just how violent and angry he is towards the rest of the Sohmas. Shujo usually needs restraining while he rants (which he does a lot,) else he hurts somebody, or himself (which, by the way, he never blames himself for.) The other Sohmas don’t know it, but the one of the reasons he’s so violent against the Sohmas is because he somewhat envies the fact that they can go on living while he has the short end of the stick. Shujo partly believes that by being horrible to them, they will remember him as he passes away. However, the other part of him doing it is simply because the curse is a huge strain on him, and he almost can’t help himself.
History:
He has had to bear the full weight of the Sohma curse since birth. Because of this, he is doomed to live a short lifespan. Shujouteki has spent nearly his entire life inside the main Sohma household, an ancient and enormous house that has been around for over two hundred years.
Appearance:
Here (http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h258/Yuki_Bakura/screenshots/NekozawaUmehito.jpg)is a picture of Shujouteki. He has green hair, blue eyes, and a young yet sad complexion. His body is thin, and very obviously weakened, his walk is slow and straining. However weak he looks, he can still pitch a violent fit when needed; it’s almost a good thing he’s so weak, because otherwise it would be difficult to restrain him.
Other:
Even though Shujouteki is not one of the Zodiac, if he hugs a cursed female, she does not transform.



Shujouteki Sohma



Tokyo, winter. Christmas had just passed; it was now the morning of December 29th, 2006. Two more days until New Years. Despite the fact that the sun still hadn't risen, the city was alive. It was always moving, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, pumping out new writers, lawyers, actors, people of every color and career, at every single moment. It was the city of dreams, at least for big time businesses. New ideas for styles of cars, or how to fix economic troubles, were formed by ingenious people located at the top of giant skyscrapers hundreds of stories above sealevel. Everything was up to date in Tokyo.

Yet, somewhere in the rather large and busy city, was a house. Not just a house, no, but a mansion, hundreds of years old. This house was home to the never-ending, mysterious Sohma family. Rare was it for someone to enter the house; in fact, the closest anyone has ever gotten to it is the postman, who delivers the paper (and, on rare occasions, mail,) every morning to the front door.

The postman once described going to the house. First, he said, just getting to get past the front gate was taxing; the entire Sohma property is surrounded by a four-foot cement wall. He has to talk into a communicator next to the gate to be let inside. The grounds, he said, is amazing; there is a huge pond, and lots of ancient-looking statues of animals lining the walkway up to the front door. The house itself seems to split on the right and left, connected to either side by a small covered walkway. He once gathered the courage to ask if there were more parts behind the house, and the person who had answered the door responded, "Yes... many more." The postman hasn't been able to see much of the inside, but he said that, judging by what he saw through the doorway, the inside was fairly simple, yet very pretty in it's ancient beauty.


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Shujouteki awoke, very suddenly. His body writhed in pain for a few seconds, and then finally the pain subsided. Shujo breathed hard; his pajamas were soaked in sweat, and his limbs were sore from the extreme stretching. Another bad night, though it was to be expected, with the New Year coming up. January 1st... to many, it meant simply celebrating a new year; to Shujouteki, it meant his birthday.

He lit the candle's by his bedside, and pulled out an old scroll. This year, he decided, he was going to have a birthday party. He'd had one for the past three years, but this year, he was going to invite all the members of the Zodiac. Shujouteki opened the scroll. It listed all of the members of the Zodiac, and where they currently resided:

Hisano Sohma- apartment (address here), with parents
Rufus Valerius Sohma, Amaya Sohma, and Matsuno Kaoru- apartment (address here)
Joushirou Sohma- no permanent residence.
Mizuki Sohma- apartment (address here), with her brother

Sohma House
Section 1- Zenshi Sohma, Mayumi Sohma, Yazaki Sohma
Section 2- Kaze Sohma, Ayato Sohma
Section 3- Saburo Sohma


Shujouteki grunted. "Why is Mizuki living alone? And she's only 13??" Anger bubbled inside of him. "She hates me... she doesn't want to be with me, I'm not good enough family for her." He crunched the parchment up in a ball and threw it away.

[Roy Karrde]

Tiger-Roy Karrde
Name: Mizuki Sohma
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Zodiac: Tiger
Personality: Having to live around those that are twice her age, she has learned how to act as a 11th Year High School Student, place in there due to Advanced Placement classes and to help her mentally stunted brother graduate. She is extremely protective of her brother, and can get mad very very easily. But at the same time she has problems expressing her feelings to the boys and girls she hangs around with due to the age difference.
History: Trying to keep her half brother’s disability away from the rest of the family, so that they wont look down on her or her half brother, she lives in a small apartment with him, having to run the apartment and maintain her grades at the same time. Through extremely hard work she was able to move past several grades and into high school to keep a eye on her brother so that no one hurts him.
Appearance: She is mainly known for her light red almost orange hair with black highlights, giving her the nickname of Fireball. She keeps her childish frame measuring only 4’ 7”, she wears boots to give her a few inches to make her look more like a teenager, as well as a heavily padded bra to blend in. She wears a long sleeve light blue shirt that goes down to just above her belly button, giving a mid drift, with long blue jeans trailing to her feet to hide the boots.
Animal Appearance: Obviously not a Adult sized Tiger, she changes into more of a Tiger Cub no larger than a regular stuffed doll. Adding to the overall cuteness and shoujoness. She is able to get into small places quickly and is able to sneak around with out really being seen.
Other: Her brother is around 5’ 8” with wavy dark black hair. His name is Mitzuaki Sohma.




Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Having School Problems ~*~*~*~*~

The Square Root of 20

What was it….

Square Root of 20…

“I give up.” I moaned banging my head against the book on the small table that Ruu-kun and I sat at. Ruu-kun being my nickname for Matsuno Kaori. It was small, the little two room apartment that I was furnished with. We had a coffee table, which served as our dinner table, and my older brother and I shared the bed together.

It was already nearly dark outside, although it wasn’t unusual for our study sessions to last late into the night, which always caused some weird looks from our neighbors when he left. “You can do it, c’mon.” He whispered, getting up and going behind me, placing his hands behind my back and began to rub away some of the knots.

I closed my eyes, savoring the moment, Ruu-kun had been the one helping me all this time, step by step he had helped me create the illusion that I was this some genius kid, worthy to be placed in eleventh year so that I could be with my brother. “Your such a good friend Ruu-kun.” I mumbled, letting his hands try to relax my shoulders.

“I make food!” My older brother announced, walking into the kitchen and banging together some pots and pans. “I make good food!”

I moved my shoulders, signaling for Ruu-kun to give up as I rose to my feed and transcended the two feet into the kitchen and took the pots and pans away from him. Eagerly he moved back over and took my seat at the table. “What does everyone want?” I asked opening the pantry.

Mizuaki named off Spaghetti automatically, his favorite dish. Ruu-kun just somewhat shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to be any extra trouble. “Spaghetti, Spaghetti.” I groaned picking out some noodles from the cabinet and going over to the strainer. Working away at the noodles I took a look out of the small window over the sink, down below some of the neighborhood kids were out playing basketball.

I never really knew the game, then again I didn’t know the kids, they were my age but I never had the time. “The noodles.” Ruu-kun’s voice brought me back to reality, I turned back to him, still a little off day dreaming of being able to go down with them. “The..” He looked out the window and then slowly took the noodles out of my hand.


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“And the meds are on the counter, he has to take one every…” I explained before Ruu-kun placed a hand on my shoulder. The neighbor had came over to baby set on Ruu-kun’s suggestion.

Ruu nudged my shoulder, giving me one of those infamous silent treatments. I looked up at her one last time and gave her a weak smile before allowing her to shut the door, Ruu-kun always had a way for me to admit things, mainly the tiny stuff not the big secrets. He would just sit there and look at me with those...cute eyes, and I would finally break.

By the time that we had walked out of the front door of the apartment and onto the pavement, Ruu-kun hadn’t said a word, we had began walking toward the mall, each of us walking in silence. Back at the place he had suggested that I get out to unwind, that the stress was getting worse and worse. “Why are you being so silent?” I asked as we walked. He glanced down at me and gave me a weak smile.

“Starting to rethink this whole plan, I mean teenage girl, plus a mall…” He said with a very straight face. I smiled back and gave him a punch in the stomach. “Ow! Get back here Fireball.” He laughed as we both took off running, him chasing me, and myself laughing as I ran. It felt good to laugh, to forget about my duties.

“Oh what, can’t see with out your fancy sun glasses? Who wears sun glasses at night?” a guy that sounded like one of the jocks in the Football club taunted. I slowed to a halt and looked over at the parking lot at the mall. Two of them were tossing around the sunglasses that seemed to belong to a guy that was flailing around helplessly.

Ruu-kun came to a halt just behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder, worried about me getting into the situation. I shook it off and charged forward. “Hey… HEY!” I shouted, throwing my weight and all my strength into my punch, placing it right into the guy’s gut. The sunglasses skidded onto the ground and his friend looked at me. “You know who I am, really want to mess with me?” I growled, one of the benefits of being a tiger is that I had knew how to make a threat, and add in a extra growl to induce fear.

The man I punched crawled to his feet and ran off, his friend joining him. “Yeah get out of here.” I stuck my tongue out at them as they ran off before moving over and picking up the sunglasses.

“Th-thank you.” The blind guy asked. I smiled and handed him his sunglasses. “What’s your name?” He asked.

Moving away I walked back to Ruu-kun. “Don’t mention it okay?” I yelled back at him before moving into the mall as Ruu-kun gave me an awkward look. “What?” I asked.

“Can’t you do anything just for yourself?” He joked, pressing his fist into my head and giving me a Class A Noogie. I gave him a playful shove back and kept walking. Maybe I couldn’t do anything just for myself, but I wanted to do something for Ruu-kun. I wanted…I believed that I could trust him. Maybe he could be trusted with the secret.


Maybe…

[Asilynne]

Ill be able to post once something happens with the rpg tourney, its bothering me that it seems neglected x.x

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Bunny guy will be up soon... Need to ask Waves about something first.

Name: Matsuno Kaoru
Age: 16. Three cheers for bratty teenagerhood.
Gender: Male
Personality: Your friendly local scowling teenager. He's a giant walking wet blanket, he is. Sarcastic and too smart for his own good, and he doesn't believe in love at first sight. He thinks you should never take things for granted; also, he nags like a granny. He works hard, though. Sadly for him, Kaoru is a control freak at heart. He can never bear to see even the pillows on the sofa out of place; it simply drives him up, if not into, the proverbial wall. The type that pretends not to care, but does, and thinks that things won't happen to him, but they do. Perceptive. Don't think you can fool him. You can't. ...well, maybe.
History: An only child. His parents disappeared, or died, under mysterious circumstances when he was eight; thus, he was put in the care of one Rufus Valerius Sohma, a close friend of his father, who was the next named in the will (odd, that Matsuno Kaoru the elder had thought to draft a will so early on in his short life; perhaps he knew what was coming to him?). He tends to avoid Sohma Amaya's room because he is likes to leave creepy gothic things well alone, which is sensible of him, I supose, what with all those possible curses, magic circles and whatnot. He is in his sophomore year of high school, in the manga club.
Appearance: He's a very ordinary kind of person. 5'8", with a clever face and a cynical twist to the mouth, and dark hair in soft spikes that fall over his dark eyes: he wears glasses for close work. Not terribly remarkable in any aspect, although the glimmer of intelligence in his eye warns you that he's not to be underestimated. He has a mole on the back of his neck. Outside of school he wears the regular t-shirt-and-jeans combo. Is often seen with a broom, mop or pail.
Other: FINAL FANTASY 12 ATE MY BRAIN. and spat it out a few weeks later, only saved from the brink by kirstinius the scourge of rome. Hello there Wurz!
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Matsuno Kaoru
Male, Student, Technically an Unpaid Servant
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Kaoru's thoughts, as they plodded their way in circles round his gloomy mind, were currently on the subject of his name. Eevryone knew Kaoru was a girl's name. Sure, it was supposedly a guy's name too, but it didn't help that three other people in his form were called Kaoru, and they were all female. He was acting like a girl, now, too. Massaging a little girl's back: that was a job for a mom, not a student who just happened to moonlight as an unpaid servant to a very annoying, lecherous, out-of-work man...

...whose surname was Sohma...

...which also happened to be the surname of said little girl...

...and that brought him to why he was even doing it in the first place. Of course the little girl, Mizuki, was cute. But the main thing was that Rufus Valerius Sohma had talked him into it. Without so much as a by-your-leave.

He was now a tutor, as well as an unpaid servant. He didn't mind that much, but he knew himself too well to justify his complaining.

"Ruu-kun? If your hands are tired, you don't need to do all that.. for me..."

With an internal sigh, he returned to the matter at hand. "It's okay..."

*

Ah, the neighbour. The infamous neighbour. Kaoru knew her as Mariko, since that was the name he'd been given when they were introduced, but Mizuki tended to refer to her as Neighbour-san. She was a not unattractive high-schooler he vaguely supposed was in the same year as him, but he didn't come into much contact with her; rumours were afoot that she skipped school to take on 'mysteries'.

Well she was wearing typical detective garb anyway. Way to announce to all the criminals in the area that you're a detective, huh?

"The meds are on the counter, he has to take one every..." Mizuki said, worriedly. A little girl that grew up long before she should have had to...

"Yeah, I think she kind of knows by now." (You repeat it every time you meet her.) "Yo, sorry to trouble you like this." Kaoru put on his best people smile, which probably qualified as a curving-up of the mouth by most standards.

"It's fine actually, I don't mind!" Mariko replied, fixing him with a look that seemed to imply that she, too, thought that he was an unpaid servant. (Gah... Women... or should I say... Detectives...)

"Well.. see you around."

*

After the whole incident with the blind guy, who was the ubiquitous Mysterious Transfer Student that all the gossips whispered about, Mizuki seemed to be thinking about something... thinking hard. Kaoru, who knew his own place only too well, didn't ask.

The mall was bustling with people, even at that time of the night - Kaoru was dragged into the department store pretty quickly by an excited Mizuki, who seemed to have never gone clothes-shopping before, at least not for fun. His opinions on the outfits she picked were generally "....." and ".........", occasionally punctuated by "er", "hmmmm" and "I'm not that good at tween fashion." (Or any kind of fashion at all.)

The incident happened after they had almost done rummaging through the entire floor of ladies' fashion. Mizuki suddenly pulled a dazed Kaoru into the changing stall with her, locking the door securely.

"I... I want to tell you something, Ruu-kun."

"W-what?"

"...."

Kaoru hadn't seen this coming. Mizuki lunged at him, and caught him round the chest; there was a small 'poof', and then there was no Mizuki and a pile of clothing on the tiles. ...And a tiger cub, blinking up at him from the collar of Mizuki's shirt.

It purred, somewhat pleased with itself. Then it padded over to Kaoru and licked his fingers.

Kaoru facefaulted. It wasn't that he hadn't seen this happening before.. Only.. Mizuki? ...One of them?...

Oh, Mr Rufus Valerius Sohma would have SOMETHING coming for him when Kaoru got back home...

*

He finally convinced her to turn back when they got back to her apartment, on the basis that her brother would actually think she was a real cat and therefore kick up a fuss when he realized the cat 'wasn't there' later. At the door, Mizuki was practically beaming.

"Well? Well? That was the secret I wanted to tell you! Were you surprised?"

"Er... not as surprised as I would have been had I not been aware that Rufus was one of you, too."

Mizuki's face fell. (Damn. Well, what was I supposed to do? Lie? I'm not good at lying.)

"Actually, I was surprised that you were a tiger?"

"Why, didn't think cute little Mizuki could be a ferocious jungle beast?" (Cub, Mizuki. You're a tiger cub.)

"No, I didn't think it was possible for you keep being cute in that form... but you were." (Yes! Score one for Matsuno! If she gets upset, ....I don't want to think about it.)

"Oh, Ruu-kun." Mizuki smiled. (Close one there...) She leaned in closer, tiptoeing, pursed her lips, bending forward. (HEY! Heeeeeeeey! What in the?!)

"...Sohma Mizuki-san?"

Two men stepped into view, dressed in austere grey kimonos. One of them, a tall man with a prune-like face, said, "We have a message from the head." Then, with a disdainful glance at Kaoru: "I'm truly sorry, but it is private business and is not meant for the ears of outsiders."

Mizuki jerked backwards as if shot, her eyes wild. Then something about her whole person seemed to droop: she wasn't a ferocious jungle beast anymore, just a lost cub. She walked slowly over to them. "..Yes.. what is it?"

The man who had given Kaoru the evil eye bent down and whispered something into her ear. Kaoru didn't need to be a detective to figure out that Mizuki wasn't too pleased with the news; she simply wilted, though there were some feeble protests swiftly overruled by the man's mumbled arguments.

Eventually, however, the argument grew more heated. Mizuki began to rant and rail at the men in grey; she had to be restrained by one, while the other spoke very quickly, in even sterner tones; Kaoru couldn't make out what was being said, from his vantage point at the other end of the corridor. He saw her finally break off, as the men let her go. She came up to him

"Ruu-kun... I... I've got to go. They said I had to go now, tonight.. They let me bring Mizuaki, it's the only way I'd agree to what they're asking of me... I, I'm sorry.."

"It's okay, don't worry about it." (And the award for most-used phrase of the year goes to...) He patted her on the back, a tentative gesture of support. She smiled, but it was a sad smile; then she turned to Mariko's door, and knocked on it.

"U.. um, Neighbour-san?"
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...And cut. =_=;;;

I can see that mindwipe coming from any direction now...

[Mystic_clown]

Name: Yazaki Sohma
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Rooster
Personality: This guy’s all about fun. He likes to stay up late and party hard. Yazaki is always the one to do something incredibly risky and pretty stupid, especially after he’s had a few drinks. While this guy prefers to play, when he has no other choice but to work, he will work hard. He also displays a number of talents, such as break dancing, drink mixing, and so on. While he’s generally a nice guy, he’s a bit self loving and will usually brag about his many talents. He’s also extremely selfish. He’ll only do something when it benefits him. Even if it manages to benefit everyone around him, he only cares about what he gets out of it.
History: Yazaki is a bartender working at the nightclub Neon Impact. Hes’ learned how to break dance and create graffiti art in his younger years, and has recently learned electric guitar. He performs as a hobby. Currently is living with Zenshi (if that’s ok with Asilynne)
Appearance: Wild black hair with numerous red streaks which falls unevenly just past his chin. His wild green eyes are usually hidden behind a pair of yellow tinted glasses. He’s slightly pale with a lean, yet chiseled build and stands at about 5’9’’. He wears a black shirt with a red overcoat, black pants and black combat boots (although no one seems to notice. He also wears black gloves when he goes out and wears a decorative chain around his neck. He also has white orb earings of anyone notices. His attire tends to change on occasions.
Animal Appearance: A rather scrawny and messy looking rooster. His waddle is mostly red with some traces of black. He's very, very loud in this state.
Other: He suffers from slight imsomnia. Not that he cant sleep, it's just that he's awake most of the time. Even though he's got them covered by the shades, he has bags under his eyes.

Yazaki Sohma
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Yazaki moaned as he slowly, and rather painfully, opened is eyes.

What the hell was I doing last night?

He slowly climbed out of bed, putting on those red tinted shades he loved so dearly. He slowly staggered out of his room, clutching his head as it throbbed painfully, every sound he heard amplified ten fold.

"Well, look who finally woke up," Yazaki clutched his head as the voice drilled painfully into his mind. He slowly turned to see none other than his sister Zenshi, sitting in a chair reading.

"Well," Yazaki tried to smirk, "You've got to recover after partying like I was last night."

"More like recovering from all the alchohol you drunk last night."

"You're just jealous because you cant party like me."

"I'd rather not wake up feeling like I've been in a blender thank you very much."

Yazaki groaned as he sat down on a chair next to his sister's. Zenshi sighed.

"I'll go get the asperine."

[Toxicity]

Name: Sohma Amaya (family name, then given name)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality:
Amaya is a rather odd "child" in the eyes of her seniors, and just plain weird to some of her younger relatives, mainly for her interests in western cultures such as the Armenians and Celts. This, however, does not alter much of her personality from the stereotypical Boar. She is often one to work hard on things, and when she makes a huge mistake, admits it, which has led herself to a self-esteem issue and bipolar syndrome normally found in Tigers. As a result, she feels stressed when people see her as the shoulder to lean on, unless they provide her the same, yet in general, she is a kind soul that accepts many differences. However, because of her stress, she is short-tempered, often releasing her rage through activities before she accidently transforms to her animal form under such conditions. In general, she has a lot of issues, and as a result, spends a lot of time in solitude, distancing herself from the world, which has made her shy in public. That, however, hasn't prevented her from her current occupation.
History:
Amaya's younger half-brother is Kaze. The two have fairly gotten along, although due to the age difference, they haven't had too contact lately. They were raised by the mother they have in common, and her "booze-hound" of a step-father. While Kaze was ignored much of the time, Amaya was the one who received much negative attention from her mother, consisting of emotional and physical abuse over almost nothing. As a result, she had become the mixture of Holden Caulfield living the home life of Jane Gallagher. (if you have read The Catcher in the Rye enough and don't get my point, you're a total idiot) Her stepfather (Kaze's father) was abusive towards everybody due to his alcoholism; however, this eventually led to his death. This resulted in Amaya being forced into attending prep school after prep school, much like the infamously angst-filled Caulfield, because her mother felt that she was a wild one, and that she was part of the reason her stepfather died.
After having graduated from one of the prep schools and somehow flunking out of college due to her stress, Amaya "co-owns" and works at a New Age store that imports many things relating to beliefs such as Wicca. She also lives with her cousin, Rufus, and the boy he's raised since the death of a family friend, Kaoru. Ah yes...apartment. It's not penthouse big, but it at least holds the three of them.
Appearance:
Amaya has a great hint towards her animalistic nature. With an average height and build, her eyes are a dark gray, almost black, and her hair is dark brown in color and comes down to about shoulder length. Her hair is thick and slightly coarse, as well. With somewhat pale skin, her lack of being outdoors is quite evident.
Amaya's clothing varies a lot depending on her mood. It mainly has a "gothic" nature to it, be it of American or Lolita origin, yet on some occasions, she has been known to dress in an American surfer's attire when feeling relaxed.
Animal Appearance:
In her animal form, she resembles a basic female wild boar, albeit smaller. Small enough to fit in a large pocket, actually. (realistic-ness! (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Zwijntje.JPG))
Other:
*tramples over with a pogo stick while singing a certain System of a Down song* Ah...right. Amaya finds Rufus attractive, but not THAT attractive. She doesn't exactly find incest appealing. Most things kinky don't even appeal to her. o.o


+Sohma Amaya ~ Buta-otome+

What's the point in even TRYING to continue with existance?!

The angered young woman slammed shut the doors of her small store, which lay mostly undisturbed in a more olden, western district of Tokyo. Hell, had she the chance of living up as far north as Sapporo, she thought, she'd probably have more of a success in managing a small store such as hers. True; many Japanese teens were into Western Culture, but somehow, the mysticism aspect was left out, limiting it to mostly pop culture. Kogals were frustrating, although, yes, the young woman herself was partially Lolita, and at the same time, a bit of a surfer. However, none of this restricted her from her passion of mysticism, which is why she opened the store to help manage a bit of income for the apartment, or flat, that she lived in with her cousin, Rufus, and the young boy he posed as guardian to, Kaoru.

However, none of this truly mattered to her. While she was grateful for her cousin to take her in after being thrown out by her mother, she missed only one person, her brother.

Kaze...

The "bipolar" young woman's walk halted for a moment as the name of her little half-brother came to mind. She knew of his secret, that he was much like her, in bearing the weight of their clan's secret, often called a curse. But why she was, herself, cursed was unknown. Shrugging, the young woman continued forth once more, making her way home with one small detour at a grocery store...


↑↑↓↓↔↔BA(START)

Upon arriving back at the little apartment dubbed a flat by her cousin, the young woman was met with darkness and silence. With the western portion of the holiday season mostly over, the Christmas lights were dimmed, making the home seem relatively lonely. Sighing, she placed the brown paper bags of groceries on the counter, before taking off her winter coat. Shivering slightly, even within a black turtleneck and dress pants, she went towards the controls for the air conditioner, gazing at it.

"Who had it this cold?" She thought out loud quietly, noticing the temperature was set down towards being in the lower fifties. Sighing, she adjusted it back to a comfortably warm temperature before heading back towards the kitchen. Moments passed quietly in thought as she placed the purchased goods away and set up to prepare dinner, and suddenly, she heard a low whisper.

Amaya...

Amaya, as the young woman was named, jerked back into reality, before looking around, seeing nothing peculiar. Shrugging, she quietly went back to her "work," and her name was whispered again. These whispers continued and seemingly grew closer, even as she tried to ignore it.

"My birthday isn't for three more days, Rufus." She spoke with slight disgust, thinking it was simply her cousin. However, there were many more inaudible words spoken, and she suddenly didn't know what was going on. Panicking, she halted her work at dinner before looking around, confused.

"Kaoru, is that you? Rufus? Where are you?"

Tag anybody. ^^;

Name: Abirad Sevacherian (called "Abi" for short)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality:
For the fact he was born under the Western Zodiac symbol of Virgo, Abi is often picked on for this - mainly because of how many think his physical disorder (will be explained) will prevent him from ever having a really good relationship. He, although a creative thinker and intelligent young man, is rather modest, and as a result, allows the hits to his self-esteem to get at him. As a result, he has lived up to the meaning of his name, "miserable." In spite of this, Abi often tries to find ways to make himself happier, even though love seems distant for him; as a result, he usually expresses these thoughts through speaking, or so much as playing the piano or keyboard he's managed to learn with the aide of his parents. Often called judgemental, he can somehow sense the personality of a person when he "sees" them.
History:
The darkness is all Abi has ever remembered. He was born in the little country of Armenia, the fourth and final child of a nearly middle-aged couple at the time, during the final days of the Soviet Union. (damn those commies!) Stressed and dealing with poverty, the couple had no idea what to do with their "flawed" and only son. They moved to Tokyo when he was three, looking for a better future and a way to help their son from what was to happen to him. In the end, however, illness and heredity got the better of him - he went blind when he was only five.
Ever since, Abi can not remember anything related to vision, except that he'd never see again without excessively expensive surgery. He made the decision when he was twelve that he'd wait for such a surgery until when he was older; he didn't want his parents to go through what they had in his native country. Ever since, his three sisters (who'll most likely be named later) and many of his schoolmates have picked on him physically and verbally. Because of this, Abi went into a depression, and struggled with trying to manage his grades. He threatened to drop out of his regular school, but his parents wouldn't allow him. Instead, he suffered, and is now looking for a way out of this hell that incidents have created.
Appearance:
Abi is a rather attractive young boy, somehow meeting the standards of the "hot foreign exchange student," in spite of lacking the accent from his native country. (in fact, I don't even know what an Armenian accent sounds like. o.O) In fact, he looks a bit like a young Serj Tankian (http://soadfans.com/Serj_tankian.htm). His dark eyes, due to unforgiving blindness, are always hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, and his dark hair thinly curls about his head, coming down to near mid-neck length. (he'd have a mullet were it straightened!) His skin is a bit pale for his natural "ruddy" skin color, going well for his tall, lanky stature.
Abi is often dressed in a plain, almost casual attire matching that of a surfer's. In fact, he has style without him even knowing. This usually consists of plain tees with or without long-sleeved cuffed and necked dress shirts, and usually khakis or jeans, only occasionally a hole or two found around the knees. Footwear is also basic, varying back and forth between sandals and tennis shoes.
Other:
So...sexy...^^; The appearance was slightly based off of a mix of Serjie and my best friend (who actually plays the Alto Sax and sometimes guitar), so I hope you enjoy


:: Abi Sevacherian ~ Jakushi ::

"Don't mention it, okay?" The voice of what seemed like a young angel spoke. She had somehow saved him, or at least whatever pride he had left. Sighing, the young Armenian lad dubbed "Abi" tried to imagine what this feminine savior looked like, and he could only imagine a sort of bright light in the darkness that consumed his life. He hated being blind; in fact, he couldn't truly remember what sight was like before he fully lost it at the age of five.

Curling up in thought, the coolness of the wintry night somehow soothed this young boy, as he sat there, alone in an empty parking spot at the front of this mall. Nobody seemed to interfere with him, and he gratefully accepted that. That was, of course, until a car slowly pulled up; Abi's heightened sense of hearing trained by music sensed this, and he could somehow feel the warmth given off by the headlights. A door opened and shut, and he grew suddenly anxious.

"Abirad!" His middle-aged mother called out his full given name, quickly running over to her only son and youngest child, helping him up as best as she could. "Are you okay, my child?"

"I'm fine, mother..." Abirad sighed. "In fact, I was sort of saved."

"By who?" She asked, leading her son to the back of her small car.

"I didn't recognize her voice or anything," He answered. "All I know is that she sounded like an angel. Of course, at least a guardian angel."

"Aww! Poor little Abi's in love!" One of his younger sisters, Markrid, called out. While she had been named for something precious, a pearl, much like her twin, Almasd, whose name meant "diamond," (OOC: Teehee! Diamond and Pearl! ^^) she wasn't exactly precious in behavior. Indeed, from what Abi could vaguely remember, both of the twins, and their oldest sister, Nazeli, were all very attractive; especially Nazeli, who was beautiful in both appearance and personality, to him. The twins were obviously jealous of this, and maybe that even their own little brother was more attractive than any boyfriend they ever had.

"How can I be?" Abi asked, a little disturbed. "Especially when I've never had any encounter with this girl until today?"

"Your brother's right, Markrid," Their mother called, causing the nineteen year-old to groan with disgust. As for Abi, all he could do was sigh and lean back. He was definitely tired, and needed the rest. He allowed his consciousness to fade into peace, the only thing running through his mind being the angelic voice of his anonymous savior...

I apologize if both posts lack fluffiness. ^^;

[Tyler and Hobbes]

Name: Kaze Sohma
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Personality:
When it comes to some things, Kaze can be extremely inventive, so that he’s almost never bored, but when it comes to other things… he’s a bit naïve. Basically he’s rather young and immature in certain matters (sex, violence, that kind of thing), and as intelligent as most adults in others (i.e. common sense). Aside from this, Kaze is every bit as curious and inventive as any animal. People seem to gravitate to him, not because he’s especially good looking (though, lets be honest, he’s not bad looking either), but just simply because his words are so blunt and so carefully chosen that it’s hard to tell whether he knows what he’s saying or not. He doesn’t enjoy this attention, though – he hates it when people look at him… it makes him nauseous, mostly. The more someone shows an interest in him, the more he’ll try to run away, the more someone will show an interest in him. Kaze is kind of addictive to the opposite sex, even if it’s in a cute-kid kind of way, and he absolutely hates it. He won’t say anything bad, but he’ll try to run away as fast as he can. Kaze is quite sarcastic, and, paired with his innocence, can lead to a lot of “interesting” situations. He can probably talk his way out of anything, whether buying something, a fight, or even a homework assignment, though that may not necessarily be a good thing. So he’s a sweet little kid, the avatar of the Monkey, except that he’s too clever for his own good.
History:
Kaze's older half-sister is Amaya. He treats her with what might be considered affection (odd, incest-y affection) her being one of the few girls whose company he actually enjoys. But they're seperated, so maybe that's why he enjoys her company so much - because he can't have it. Both of them were raised in one household with their mother and father. As far as Kaze remembers, he was pretty much left on his own during this period, so that later he found it kind of hard to interact with people. He remembers that his father was a cheery man though, with rosy-colored cheeks and a silly smile always on his face. His step-mother he remembers a bit better, though still this is hazy, she dying when he was nine. So the result is now he's turned out something like Estragon, just waiting for something to happen, and not paying attention to whatever meaningless things occur in the meantime (I raise you your The Catcher in the Rye with my Waiting for Godot). Kaze somehow managed to lose almost all memory of his father, though from what his sister has said about him he's not sure that that's a bad thing. Ever since his mother died, he's been going to school irregularly, taken in by a certain Ayato, who mostly ignores him.
Nothing really out of the ordinary, considering his situation, something that he’ll complain about time and time again.
Appearance:
Kaze is a beautiful boy, with large, dark eyes the color of night, and small, light features. His skin is pale, though still within the healthy side. He’s thin, but his figure is anything but wilted – he’s unhealthy enough to make people go to him, but healthy enough so that people don’t offer him food. He’s a tad short for his age, though most people don’t even seem to notice this at first glance. No, what people notice most is his hair, a shaggy train of wood-color that barely covers his eyes. He looks extremely… youngish. For the most part, Kaze just wears what might be considered a school uniform: a light blue suit and a deep black tie. Oddly, no one seems to notice the manic glint in his eyes that’ll appear from time to time.
Animal Appearance:
In animal form, Kaze looks a little like a Hamlyn (I had a link, and it’s in the start of the topic, but I’m too lazy to post it again), only... cuter, I guess. Like his eyes are wider, and he doesn't tend to look at you as if he were about to throttle you (bad memories...bad memories...). His fur is fluffy, a yellow-ish brown-ish color, and he has a bright pink face. Oh, and when he's angry (in animal and human form) he grins at you... (bad memories... don't ask).
Other:
I tried to make him more monkey-ish, but then I scrapped that idea... and this is what I was left with.


*Sohma Kaze ~~@@~~ Walking Aphrodisiac*

“Will you stop that?”

“What’s the matter, Kaze-kun, never touched a girl before?”

“I told you, stop it!”

“I think you’re body’s saying something different…”

“No it’s not! Get off me!”

“Take me, Kaze-kun, let me drink your childhood…”

“No, leave me alone!”

There was an indistinct moaning, followed by a loud thud, a rustling, a popping, and finally the sound of a girl saying, “Kaze-kun? Kaze-kun?” in obvious puzzlement.

Mayumi was always like that. They were all always like that really. Of course there was no real attraction, but they just always wanted him to be uncomfortable. And the more he ran away, the more they would chase after him. Really, he didn’t mind it, only… he wouldn’t have minded it, only… The curse was so confusing. Thanks to Mayumi, now his back was damp. She had tried hugging him, but luckily he had gotten away fast enough. So far he had always gotten away just in time, but he was just counting the days until someone else would try something.

Why was he even outside?

Without even thinking, Kaze ran all the way to the “flat” (whatever that means) that his sister shared with some man that he barely even knew. He had only met Rufus once in his life, and the occasion had been… interesting, to say the least. Kaze really didn’t trust the man. At least Ayato ignored him, but Rufus… it really didn’t matter. All that mattered was that he was going to see Amaya again.

Standing on the steps to flat, he sighed. That was basically his life; just spent waiting. Nothing ever happens that isn’t meant to happen, but lately all it’s been is coming and leaving, just always on the way. He saw his breath in the cold air, like a twisting thing, going up, up, up, mixing with the clouds. Lightly he tapped at the door, though he doubted anyone was home.

Before walking in, he looked up at the sky – it was going to snow soon.

Edit - umm.... take that however you want, anyone.

'Nother Edit - Didn't realize that Mayumi was the name of Mewtwo-D2's character, so let Kaze's rapist either be her or, not. I'm sure there's more than one person named Mayumi in Tokyo.

'Nother Edit - Sorry for the blah.

[EngiMatikul]

Name: Keisatsugi Mariko
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality:
High Spirited and Cheerful would be the first thing that comes to mind when anyone is introduced to her. She has a spirit that could never seem to be damped, no matter how depressing the situation is. Always ambitious, she is constantly looking for "mysteries to solve" due to her passion with detective novels. Consequently, "mysterys to solve" usually translates to trouble as she sometimes makes a big deal out of trivial things. Nevertheless, her detective skills are not fictional like the novels she reads; being in the city for a year has already gave her a name in the school as the young detective genius one can rely on when it comes to problems, whether it be a lost cat or a series of crimes even the police can't seem to solve.
With such intellect one would expect her to ace all her classes, but this is not true, though she could easily do so if she wishes. Instead, she usually misses class most of the time, usually coming in only for a few test days out of the year to score perfects, then leave for the rest of the time solving these "mysteries" she doesn't seem to get enough of. Consequently, her grade is that of a C average, though when looking at her record its more of a series of "Miss" marks punctuated by "100%" test grades. Her intellect is partly due to her photographic memory, remembering everything as she has seen it the first time she glances around.
As if coming naturally from her energetic nature, she is highly expressive and would be one of those characters that is frequently subjected to the cliche anime expressions (sweatdrops, facefaults, blown-up heads when enraged). She is remarkably kind to animals (and to people too but she doesn't usually make that as obvious as her kindness to animals).
History:
Her mother had been missing at an early age in her life, and she remembers little of her. Her father was also constantly busy and couldn't always keep Mariko occupied, so Mariko indulged in detective novels. Eventually, her missing mother, the detective novels she read, and her father refusing to reveal any secrets about why her mother went missing gave her the ambition to begin her own detective case: discovering the whereabouts of her mother. Her first hint came when her father met a travelling boy; though she did not know what her father told the boy, she seemed to believe that the boy knew something about her mother. The second hint was when her father, after suffering a near fatal heart attack and realizing he was going to die, told her a few mumblings at the end... "Promise to your mother... you wouldn't know... Sohma menagerie...confined... but...free..." He died shortly thereafter (this was 2-3 years ago). Even with her memory she could not quite able to make out exactly what he said, but she took the words seriously and hence found the city she is in now as her best lead. Despite her best performances, her mystery of her own family still remains mostly unsolved...
Appearance:
She is a rather attractive figure. She has long, light brown hair reaching down to her waist, and braided sidebangs tied with a red ribbon on both sides of her head. She has piercing bright blue eyes which are especially noticable when she is glaring over you for analysis, a short nose, and lips that seem elegantly small when closed, such that it comes as a surprise to any person noticing her when she yells out in excitement.
Though she does wear the traditional school uniform attire, she usually covers it up with full-set detective suit, complete with trenchcoat, cape, and detective hat. She will change attire if she feels it is necessary to complete a mission (ie go undercover).
Relations:
-Neighbor to Mizuki (Roy Karrde)
-Friend of Hisano (Arnen)
-Acquaintence of Rufus (Weasel Overlord): Because of her work she frequents the library often more than she goes to school. Being "cursed" with a fair maiden figure that contrasts with her boyish detective ambition, she frequently becomes the cornerstone of most of Rufus's perverted jokes. Consequently, she has a rather contemptuous attitude towards him. He has, however, apparently helped her out with a few cases.
-Recognizes Amaya (Hinata) in her Boar form: Apparently she helped the poor little piglet out when she was in stress. She doesn't know the boar's true identity.
-Can recognize Joushirou when she sees him, as the boy her father had talked with
-She may know others from previous cases she's been in/solved --- Lame excuse for "Hi I know you"
Ironically she still knows very little about the Sohma Curse.
Other:
She always carries around a Magnifying Glass that can do amazing things for "self defense", like become a Hammer, a Solar Powered Ray Gun, or a throwing object with a dangerously sharp handle. Rufus seems to be the victim of most of these "self defense" issues.

Mariko
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It was a quiet night in the middle of Winter. Almost too quiet. As he watched the snow fall down outside his window, the detective could almost sense that something was going to happen... indeed, a visitor was already arriving... walking up the stairs, footsteps sounding as clear as the icicles hanging from the edges of his window. The footsteps stopped, right outside the man's door. Then...

*Knock, Knock*

"What? Who would... blah!" I yelled out in exclamation. Who has the nerve to come this late at night, during winter break and knock on my door? But then again, perhaps this is an opportunity. Could there be some emergency, a crime that needed to be solved as soon as possible, the client having rushed over to her door, ready to burst into tears and explain the unexplained mysteries that I, the great detective Mariko, was destined to solve?!??!
I opened the door, and was slightly disappointed.
"Hello, Neighbor-san..."
The neighboring siblings. Mizuki, a young girl of around 13, along with her brother. Both are runaways, that's given without a doubt. The girl works hard while also attending school, all apparently on account of her brother. Consequently, she seems rather paranoid over her brother and often asked me or other neighbors or acquaintances to look after him.
The brother, Mitzuaki. Mentally disabled, presumably from an accident of sorts. However, there are no signs of physical abnormalties around his head.
There is no contact between them and the rest of their family, as I am aware of. This, along with Mizuaki's disability, would make a great mystery to solve. I nodded approvingly to myself. Wait, was she talking to me? Oh, the procedures again. I just followed along, despite the fact that I already know more about their apartment then they will ever know.
""Yeah, I think she kind of knows by now. Yo, sorry to trouble you like this."
A young man that often frequents her house. Not related, I am sure. I believe his name is Kaoru. Judging from his attire and coarseness of his hands, he seemed to be a servant type. Very likely that the girl's family asks him to check on her once in a while. Tries very badly to act nice. Seems to work on the girl, anyway.
"It's fine actually, I don't mind!"...though I do wish I could get paid for this. Does the servant get paid for his actions? From his melancholic manner, I'm presuming he doesn't. I suppose I have it better than him, at least. I smiled, exchanged greetings, and watched them leave.

Then I jumped onto their bed and began reading again.
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The client looked scared, as if someone were chasing her. The detective opened a pack of cigarettes and offered one to her. She refused, despite her nervous state. "they're coming after me... I must hurry or..."
"Wait. Someone's coming." The detective leaned against the side of the wall. Another set of footsteps could be heard, and once against stopped in front of his door. Then...
*Knock, Knock*
"OH WHAT THE HELL NOW?!?" I yelled so loud that it scared Mizuaki a bit. "Oh... sorry?" I laughed a bit nervously. I presumed the pair forgot the key. Wait, I remember them taking the key. So then who...?
*Knock Knock Knock*
"OK OK I GOT IT!" I zoomed over to the door and flung it wide open.

"Huh?"

They were two men, wearing traditional garb, glaring straight at me, then glancing over to the brother. Though I have never seen them before, I can safely assume they seem to be part of the siblings' family. Not exactly a cheerful one at that, no wonder they ran away...

"Where is the girl?"
"They're out shopping, will be back soon," I answered brusquely. "Now it's my turn? Who are you guys?"
"That is not of your concern--"
"I believe it is now. What do you want with them, hmm? They may be just neighbors, but what suddenly barging in without a greeting and--"
The other guy interrupted, almost purposely. "She is here," and pointed in a direction.
"Pah!" Being ignored wasn't something I was particularly fond of. Eh, I suppose I"ll leave them as is... for now. Seeing how the pair had returned, I returned to my apartment and once again was about to begin reading again when...
*Knock knock knock*
"GODDAMMIT!!" I opened the door once more.
"Um, neighbor-san? I... I have another favor to ask of you... Can you... take care of my brother indefinitely? I think I'll be going out for a while..."
Wait. What? You want me to take care of your retard brother for who knows how long??... was what I was going to say, but seeing her face in a gloomy manner, I immediately thought this would not be appropriate. I thought about this. My earnings solely come from the cases I solve, and the pay varies; not like I get many cases anyway. To take upon another being into my apartment would be costly...
"... all right, I understand. But, in compensation..." I swiftly pointed to Kaoru. "I think I'll need a servant myself, can I take him?"
"Oy oy" Kaoru shouted in exclamation, while Mizuki scratched her head and mumbled something incomprehensible. Finally the two old guys that were around Mizuki prompted her to leave and, after a kiss or two to her brother and (o_O) her servant, we all watched her walk into the limo and drive off.
"Ok, Mr. Housewife, lets walk in and talk about this," I prompted cheerfully. Kaoru just glared back murderously.
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"Alright," We were talking around the coffee table, after we had eaten dinner and put the brother to sleep. "I'm not sure if you're being run by some housekeeping company or if you're a servant of that girl, but I demand compensation for this. Not to mention I did her many favors already and never got paid..."
"Feh, its your problem now," Kaoru finally revealed his true colors. "For your information, I'm not a housekeeping servant, I'm a high school student."
"Oh really?!?" I made a false exclamation. He wasn't convinced.
"I was only told to take care of her. Now that she's gone, its none of my business."
I stared down at his feet. 18.1 cm, I think.
"Oh, so that's the case... Well, I guess I can't do anything about that then," I shrugged. Kaoru got up and prepared to leave. "Good luck with the brother," he snickered a bit, then walked out while I cheerfully waved goodbye to him.

As soon as he left, I immediately opened up the wardrobe and took off my detective garb. "Hmm... Fur coat, a ponytail would do nicely... Ah lets add this scarf on too."
With that I rushed out of the door quickly went down the stairs. I looked to the ground. There were many footsteps, most of them led to the streets and then stopped, followed by car tracks. There was one set of footsteps, however, that were distinctly clear as they had been freshly made.
18.1 cm, as I had expected. I followed the trail.

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Kidnapped! ~*~*~*~*~

He stood over me, as imposing as ever, Shujouteki. A name that was as hard as to spell as it was to say. He paced back and forth back and forth in the entryway of the house, a few snowflakes already. I took in one large gulp; loud enough to get his attention and then turned my eyes up to him. He focused his eyes back and slowly my eyes back down to my feet. “I was doing fine on my..” I began to say but received a strong punch to the cheek that sent me to my knees.

“You will address me as sir, and show the proper respect.” He growled as I slowly rose back to my feet. “You will be staying with Saburo, he has two beds in his bedroom.” He explained as my face grew flushed at the thought of having to change and spend my time with a boy.

Flashes of my brother rose in my head and my heart began to beat faster. I opened my mouth but the pain in my cheek hurt even more from the movement and I shut my mouth. After a few seconds of waiting I got the message and walked past him, throwing my arm out a bit to hit his side. In the flash of an eye, his leg swung around and knocked me off my feet, sending me on my back.

I bit my lip to keep from making a snotty remark and followed my way down to Saburo’s room and slowly opened the door. “Hello? Mizuki! I heard you were coming.” The older man greeted me as I walked into his room with a small smile. I gave him a small hug as if it were a meeting between normal cousins before going over and looking out the window. Snow was already starting to blanket the lawn.

My heart began to beat faster as flashes of Mizuaki flashed through my head again. He would be going to bed soon and worried about me, he had already. He was already a pain to take to make go to sleep, and now I had thrusted all of that on neighbor-san. I turned back to Saburo a look of fear in my eyes. He let out a sigh and sat down on what I guess was my bed and patted it. Taking the message I went to sit down next to him. “Do you know why you were taken back home?” He asked.

I shook my head know and leaned on his shoulder, closing my eyes a bit and wishing Ruu-kun was here to rub my back. “Shujouteki is worried about you, I know he doesn’t act like it but he is worried about you, and he is worried about you being so young that you may accidentally let your secret out.” My heart began to beat faster again in fear as I began to remember the events with Ruu-kun. Not to mention my lips began to warm with the thoughts of our almost kiss.

Tears began to fill my eyes as my hands and legs began to shake. I had to get out of here, I had to get my schoolwork for tomorrow or it would be turned in late. I had to make sure Mizuaki is okay. My head began to fill with fear as I looked around the room, I couldn’t go out the front door, and I couldn’t stay out for long or I would really get hurt. I had to get out, I had to get out!


POOF!

I bounded off the bed and jumped onto the window ceil, pawing at it in fear. I had to get out! I had to get out! I needed to get out just to check on them and apologize to neighbor san and ruu-kun. “You really want to get out?” Saburo asked, walking over to me and petting me on the scruff of the neck. I looked up at him with my fear filled eyes and nodded. He let out a long sigh and pressed one of the glass tiles of the window. It seemed to be the only tile on the window that was loose and was easily pushed aside.

“Hurry back, the longer you are gone the more of a chance we run Shujouteki finding out.” He explained. I gave him another nod and squeezed out the window and bounded out into the snow and freezing cold, which was already stinging my paws. Just wait for me Mizuaki. Ruu-kun, Neighbor-san. I’m sorry.

[Toxicity]

+Sohma Amaya ~ Me? Paranoid?!+

"I'm warning you...just come out!" An anxious Amaya cried out into the silence, raising a cutting knife in fear of some alien-type person in her home. She had a strange fear of rapists, only because she'd fear transforming right before them, or in the middle of being raped. In fact, she wasn't exactly into anything completely "kinky," as it was known to the Americans. Confused, she held a stern look upon her face, attempting what she did remember of self-defense. She slowly then began to walk backwards, and it wasn't long before she heard a soft knock on the door. Released back into consciousness, Amaya quietly went to the door, asking herself who it would be this late, and on a Saturday.

She turned on the light outside and opened the door and saw not particularly anybody at regular eye level, however, when she looked down and saw the shaggy wood-colored hair of somebody familiar, her breath caught itself.

"Kaze?" She asked to assure herself that it was indeed her brother. The brunette boy looked up with wide, innocent eyes as dark as the night outside. However, his glance shifted towards one of his sister's hands.

"Oh, right," Amaya said sheepishly, referring towards the knife. "I apologize if that freaked you out or anything." The dark-haired young woman then could feel the icy air from the outside rubbing against her bare hands. Shock traveled through her once again, and she spoke once more. "Care to come in and talk for a while? I was just making dinner..." Her younger half-brother nodded and followed his sibling's lead inside the apartment.

"Feel free to sit at the bar or something," Amaya stated as she went back to cutting the freshly boiled chicken meat and lightly oiling a large frying pan; stir fry was the most she could think of tonight. Kaze nodded and did as his sister "ordered" and sat himself on a barstool. From there, he watched Amaya quietly, and it wasn't long before she looked back at him.

"So, what was it you came here for?" She asked before turning her head, almost immediately noticing the melancholy appearance in his eyes. "Oh...what's wrong? Do you feel like explaining?"

Way to go for being maternal, the "dark half" of her mind began. He's going to probably transform and Kaoru might just come back home.

It took a moment for Kaze to look up, a sort of delayed reaction he always did when somebody asked what was wrong with him. All he could say was, "The usual, really..."

"Some girl trying to get the better of you, eh?" She questioned rhetorically. Kaze hummed a single "note" in response, as if he were humming the first syllable of an "Mmhmm." Nodding her head, Amaya went back to preparing dinner, and another knock was heard at the door. Mentally groaning, she was hoping that this time would bring somebody familiar once again. She slightly prefered Kaoru over Rufus, only because "Rufie" was always up to teasing his foster child. The youth honestly made Amaya remember some of her classmates from the older days of prepatory school, and all the "phonys and screwballs" she dealt with. Sighing, she paused in her memory as the door opened slowly.

"Rufus?" She asked, hoping that it wouldn't be anybody strange coming into her apartment...


:: Abi Sevacherian ~ I miss the old Serj...;_; (Wurz knows what I mean) ::

The young Armenian boy sighed as he leaned against the wall of his bedroom, sitting on his small bed quietly. Loneliness was slowly starting to kill him; he hated it as much as he hated the darkness that consumed his "sight," or more of the lack of. While he was thankful for the fact he managed to obtain every other sense, he wondered why it had to have been sight. He would've rather given up the ability to hear or even speak than lose his sight. However, fate had somehow crippled him, and he decided he'll remain blind as long as possible, if necessary.

Shots of heat suddenly ran through the boy, even though he was dressed in a plain grey tee and black flannel pants for pajamas. He got up and walked against the wall towards the window and opened it, allowing the chiiling night to blow into his room. Faintly smiling at the relief, the boy stood there, arms slightly lifted, as he was suddenly knocked down by a fuzzy flash of orange and black.

"What the...?" Abi questioned silently. However, he heard mewing from right above him. A stray kitten leaping into his room? The only difference, this "cat" felt much heavier. A cub of some sorts, the young boy assumed. Raising his arms, he lifted up the tiger cub and sat up, resting it in his lap before he could feel her shivers and soft whimpers of grief. Thinking for a moment, Abi then pulled forth a semi-thick blanket around him and the cub, hoping to warm the "kitten" up before he had to go.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing all by your lonesome...?" He asked quietly and tenderly, petting the young tigress with one hand and bringing the other close to her face. She hesitated anxiously; how was she going to react to this boy she had seen before, but not in this form?

*ninja-tags Wurz and Ryan*

[Prof. Jb Wolf]

Name: Joushirou Sohma
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality:
Often found with a serene, placid almost empty look on his face, those who don't know Joushiro would think him stupid or perhaps damaged in the head. While he is somewhat slow on the uptake at times, it is more that he prefers to think about things before acting. He takes life at ease - you only live once why rush through it? Possessed of a somewhat unearthly calm at times, he's normally a kind and affable fellow. When he finally does get angry or riled up, he nigh unstoppable, like a stampeding bull who won't stop until his energy's all used up.
History:
Having been born with almost no sense of direction, Joushiro consquently spends most of his time wandering and no permenent residence to speak of. He'll often just crash at whichever relative happens to find him or camps out in empty lots and parks. He still attends school (same as the others) and is only just passing among his peers do to his test scores and tutoring sessions with Mayumi.
Appearance:
Stands tall at an even six feet with a broad-shouldered, wiry build. His hair is unruly and somewhat spiky, falling just below his ear. Greyish-white in color his more affectionate friedns and family often call him "Shiro-chan". A tuft of black sticks out just above his forehead and his bangs curved inwards somewhat like horns, framing his emerald green eyes. Lightly tanned from prolonged exposure to the sun he usually wears a black shirt underneath a white dress shirt, khaki suspenders, boots, and a green overcoat. On a silver chain around his neck is a weathered old compass, a gift from a stranger when he was lost once. Often carries a large pack complete with bedroll and other camping equipment just in case.
Animal Appearance:
Transforms into a fairly non-descript black ox, though his pack strangely remains intact along with his necklace.
Other:
He gets along well with most of the Sohma Clan, his benign personality being unoffensive to most people in general. Perhaps due to the curse, he's also incredibly strong and is the star member of both the Wrestling and Martial Arts teams. Knew Mariko's father who gave him the compass he wears.


Joushirou 'Shiro-chan' Sohma
The Cow/Ox

The crisp blue winter sky was was a welcome sight after the last few days of overcast skies. Snow covered the ground mirroring the soft white clouds that gently breezed through the sky as time passed onward. All this was lost on Joushiro Sohma who sat beneath a tree a map spread out before him. He had camped out every night since Christmas having not found his way back to the Sohma Compound or any of his relatives homes. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but after four cold winter nights with only two thing layers of cloth and tarp between him and elements made even the hardy Sohma long for a warm bed.

After studying the map (which was both upside down and of the wrong district) the snowy-haired young man sighed and put it back in his large travel pack. Leaning up against the tree he stared up at the sky as the setting sun tinged it with a fiery glow. Sighing, he muttered to himself, "Maybe I should just call Shujoteki-sama. Being home alone with him is better than freezing to death here."

His normally blank face scrunched in a grimace at the thought of spending time with the head of the Sohma Clan. Somehow freezing seemed the better choice to 'spending time' with Shujoteki Sohma. Standing and dusting himself off, he shouldered his pack and began walking back towards the streets. Within moments he was once again lost in the concrete jungle of Toko. Resigning himself to another night in the cold he began looking for a good place to set up when a person caught his eye. It wasn't that the person was unique or odd in anyway. In fact he looked like any of the other students heading home or to cram school. But this one seemed vaguely familiar to Joushiro.

Acting on the off chance that this was true, the Sohma began tailing him. After awhile the boy started to make sudden turns or stop to look at objects in the store windows. Obviously the teen had noticed someone was following him and was trying to pick him out. Deciding to just ask, Joushiro made to move forward when the teen suddenly broke into a run. Driven by thoughts of another night spent in the cold, the Sohma gave chase.

As the sun finally set and the streetlights were lit, the chase ended the teen breathing somewhat hard while Joushiro was barely breaking a sweat. Pointing an accusing finger in his direction he gasped out, "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME!?"

"My name is Joushiro Sohma-"

The teen gave a disgusted sigh. "First that old letch, then tiger girl and now this. What's up with this family?"

"Ah, you know Rufus-san. I seem to be lost and would like somewhere warm to stay tonight..."

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Bunny boy makes a submissive appearance. Kaoru will be done when I'm not having to wake up early in the mrning for extra class.

Name: Sohma Saburo
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Rabbit
Personality: Ordinarily, Saburo is a model of good manners. Very polite. Very apologetic even when he hasn't done anything wrong. Very willing to do things for people. Very good listener. When someone challenges him, he tends to either back down or talk about something completely different till the person forgets what they were angry about (he is Very Articulate too, forgot to add that in earlier) - well, unless you're not turned off by his purposefully misleading conversation, or he's in court. He argues well when forced into it; he won't start the arguments, but he'll respond if you rouse him. In court he is calm, collected and unforgiving, as a trial is just a really big verbal fight anyway.
Secretly, he worries a lot. It's why he's so careful to do everything just right. With regards to personal matters, he is insecure - he wants friends, but on the other hand he realizes having a friend is also an emotional risk; he couldn't take it if he wasn't at least as important to someone else as they were to him. Hobbies include paperwork, reading, and being of service to people.
History: He is the Sohma family's defense lawyer. He is a 'half-caste' Sohma whose mother was from the main family but had incurred the wrath of her elders by eloping with a foreigner, and a poor one of disreputable origins, at that. Upon discovery of his son's curse his father rejected the child and had to be separated from him and mind-wiped. Even after the mind-wipe, his father still felt some unexplainable loathing for him, and refused to let him remain in his sight for any amount of time. The mother was too much in love with her husband, and eventually abandoned Saburo, leaving him with the Sohmas, who essentially treated him as an outsider and freeloader.
He first made public his vocation when he found that he couldn't bear to be shunned by the main family any longer. He offered to defend the family against any attacks made from the loved ones of people who had been mind-wiped, using it as his leverage of sorts to be properly accepted into the family. Other than those, which are his main priority, he also takes other clients when not occupied with the legal doings of the Sohmas.
Appearance: Saburo is about 5'10", rather ordinary build ranging on the slightly thin, with strong, well-defined nose and jaw; a distinctive profile, like a bust of a Roman senator. His cheeks are sunken, though, which emphasizes his cheekbones. Angular is the impression you'd get after a once-over. He's got a natural tan, a sort of dark golden bronze tint to his skin; his amber eyes glimmer with a suspiciously wild look contrary to his excessively polite, well-mannered nature. His ears are large and pointed, though they are rounded at the points, with several piercings. They twitch, like a rabbit's, when there's a loud noise, or when he's nervous. His hair is spiked straight up and outwards, like a short, untidy broom. It was originally dark, but he bleached it blonde. Possibly to tie in with his artistic leanings, or maybe he *gasp* thinks it's cool. Note that he doesn't look like a lawyer; although he's tried to amend this by wearing glasses in court (they miraculously appear when he argues outside of work), the question of whether he should try to correct other facets of his appearance seems never to have crossed his mind. ^^;
His clothes vary, his work clothes obviously being suits; but they are nearly always black or monochrome, or at the most, a very neutral, pale colour, like washed-out blue. There is a simple bracelet on his left wrist that seems to have been made from the sandalwood beads found in Buddhist rosaries.
Animal Appearance: Amami rabbit (http://www.arkive.org/species/GES/mammals/Pentalagus_furnessi/GES007118.html?size=large)... hehe. Wikipedia rocks. Amami rabbits are different from the ordinary ones; they're dark-furred, almost black, do not have a tail, and have such short ears that they're not immediately recognizable as a member of the rabbit species. Their claws are large and curved. Saburo is almost exactly like this, except that his sandalwood bracelet has turned up around his neck during the transformation, and the tips of his fur seem to be... bleached.
Other: Orgies... mmm... er... mmmmangoes. Yup.
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Sohma Saburo
Male, Rabbit, Lawyer/Doormat
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There was an uncomfortable atmosphere about the Sohma mansion that Sunday.

It was ominous, with a hint of rage, a subtle sprinkling of foreboding, and the cloying, heavy scent of impending doom. Doom to which one of them, Saburo couldn't tell, but he was prepared to bet that it was one of the young 'uns. Shujouteki was cruelest to the younger members of the Zodiac; the adults had long learned to stay in his good graces, or at least act neutral. But then again it was never certain what the head of the house would rage at. He picked at the smallest reasons; saw something in nothing; ruined people out of sheer spite; played God with his family's lives.

(...I suppose he can't be blamed for that last one...)

When he was summoned to Shujouteki's room, Saburo wasn't certain what to expect: a punishment for violating whatever rule Shujouteki had imposed on the spur of the moment, or a job for the lawyer. His office was closed for the last week of the year; Saburo being the meticulous individual he was, he had taken care of everything the past week, including the year-end office gathering as well as spring-cleaning. However, for Sohma affairs, he was permanently on-call. It was his reason, after all. His reason for being accepted.

Shujouteki was calm. Deceptively so. He was studying an ancient scroll, his eyes following the delicate finger that kept his place on the page. He didn't bother to look up.

"Saburo."
"Yes, Shujouteki-sama."
"Tonight I will be inviting Sohma Mizuki back to our manor. I understand that you have adequate space in your area of the manor to accommodate her, and her brother as well if the need arises. Please make the necessary arrangements."
"Yes, Shujouteki-sama."
"I will expect you to attend to her as needed, and report to me, should anything extraordinary happen."
"I... understand, Shujouteki-sama."

*

The last thing Saburo would have expected was to become caretaker to a 12-year-old. A rebellious one, at that. He was as kind to her as decorum permitted, although she seemed ill-tempered and out-of-sorts. Saburo was not the type to grudge this against her, though he would have appreciated a warmer response. It was his rooms that he was sharing, after all. He had rearranged the stacks of files that had previously occupied the side room, so that there was now space to easily spread a futon, planned so that she would not have to sleep too far away from the warmth of the kotatsu. He'd even made tea: chamomile, which was purportedly an aid to peaceful sleep.

His thoughtfulness went largely unnoticed, however; from the instant she was showed into the room, Mizuki showed every sign of wanting to get out. He tried explaining to her the reason (or at least, he hoped it was the reason) that Shujouteki-sama wante her back in the compound: the head was worried about her, and her inability to understand the seriousness of the Sohma curse. She leaned on his shoulder hesitantly as he talked; she was so quiet that he'd nearly thought his lawyerly skills had saved the day yet again. He was very, very wrong.

In an instant she had changed into a tiger, of her own accord, and left his side, to claw at the door that separated the room from the outer landing. She obviously wanted out. Saburo couldn't not let her, she seemed so distraught. In a moment of weakness he slid open the shoji door, and she ran off into the snowy night.

There was no way he could let Shujouteki not know. The head trusted him enough to leave such a matter in his hands; he, in turn, could only trust Shujouteki's better judgment. Saburo sincerely hoped, for the tiger cub's sake, that Shujouteki truly felt what he had talked to her for an entire fifteen minutes about. Whatever the outcome, Saburo determined that he would petition on behalf of the girl, and with any luck, ease the punishment set on her. By now he was used to getting the worst from the Sohma 'inner family', and so he did not expect any less penalty on himself. What else could they throw at him now, anyway? He'd gone through starvation, self-confinement, verbal and physical abuse. Maybe some kind of inventive torture this time. Although he had been very careful not to attract any negative attention these past few years.

Sighing, he entered the passageway. Shujouteki would not take kindly to such a late visit. Time to let all proverbial hell loose...
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Notes:
1. A kotatsu is the Japanese version of a space heater. It's a table with a heater attached, over which a futon is spread. In traditional homes like the Sohma household I don't think they had central heating installed, so I'm just inserting this in here for consistency, though it's not a major point.
2. Again in consistence with the traditional nature of the Sohma manor, I thought I'd amend Roy's 'window' to a shoji sliding door.

[Weasel Overlord]

Human or Sohma?: Sohma
Name: Rufus Valerius Sohma (Rufus is Latin for ‘red-haired’ and Valerius is Latin for ‘strong and brave’ ^__^)
Age: 29 *sings* Rufey is the oldest heeeere!! ^____^ *out-of-tune* and heeee’s gonna peeeerve on everyoooonnee!! Huzzah!
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Dog
Personality:Though Rufus is quiet, and often seen as cynical, he is steadfastly loyal and faithful to those he thinks of as friends, and can always be counted on to be honest. Cheerful for the most part, Rufus is unfazed by insults, teasing or any nastiness which may be aimed towards him. He might be quiet, but that doesn’t mean that he’ll take insults, no siree. He’s full of witty comebacks, usually with a cynical twist to them, and many an insulter has run away crying after an encounter with the sharp wit of Rufus.
He has a twinkly way with words which he likes to employ in a bit of writing now and again; and under his quietness, he has a sneakily hidden perverted sense of humour which he tries very hard to keep in check, but fails in doing so most of the time.
Twinkly twinkle, Rufus is a charmer, or at least he likes to think he is. His roguishly messy hair, dashing cloak and marvellous hat work to his advantage, but his suave personality and impeccable manners resemble a man of older beginnings, and tend to put off the ladies, for some reason which is completely unknown to Rufus. It could be his inherent cynical nature, or the fact that when confronted by a woman, he can’t generally think of anything to say…
And anyway, he doesn’t tend to complain so much about the ladies wanting to stay away from him… Though he likes to keep up appearances, his long life of avoiding womanly contact outside his family has made him somewhat… resistant to the charms of women. In fact, it could be said that he’s more easily swayed by a pretty boy… (more will be said of this during the actual RPG! *evil grin*)
Living with Kaoru has given Rufus a slightly wicked edge, in that he enjoys going out of his way to torment the boy, rearranging his precious cushions, and generally teasing him. Although Kaoru is younger than Rufus, he’s taller than him, and he takes every opportunity to rub this fact in; but Rufus takes it all in his normal, cheerful stride, usually coming back with witty retorts of some sort. He also takes great amusement from leaving porn magazines laying around the flat, then hiding and laughing at Kaoru’s reaction to it…
History: Glerb, histories. I hates them...*grumbles* alas.
Living in the main Sohma household for the majority of his childhood, and much of his adult life, Rufus was very happy to finally leave the constricting manor and to live in his own place. Being one of the oldest of the Sohma-cursed hasn’t earned him many friends, but he lives in a lovely apartment away from the main family, with Matsuno Kaoru, the son of his close friend, who died in an unknown accident. He was both amused and shocked that Kaoru senior had thought him suitable to look after his son, but it was written in his will after all, and so Rufus took the boy in, taking great delight in tormenting him in each and every day of his life.
He has a small and generally pointless job at the local library, which brings in just enough money for Rufus to be able to eat with, and he occasionally employs his writing skills in the form of articles for the town’s main newspaper on subjects which he finds interesting, or just randomosities.
Appearance: Rufus wears a rather smart brown hat on top of ruffled and messy red hair. He has a slight amount of stubble about his chin which tends to grow rather quickly, springing up overnight sometimes (like DAISIES! Ahehe... *cackle*) into a rough beardy-type structure. *strokes* mmm... beardy.. ahem. I mean...
He is a kinda mediumy height, standing at around 5’ 7”, and he is fond of wearing a long coat-type jackety thing topped off with a dashing cloak in a creamy white. His coat is black with red edging and it has large sleeves which Rufus’ hands often disappear into.
Rufus’ deep blue eyes peer out from underneath his hat topped by messy red eyebrows, and his skin is pale and freckled. He burns easily, and so he often needs to smear himself with liberal amounts of sun-lotion before venturing out into hot weather.
When he’s thinking or listening to someone, he has a tendency of cocking his head to one side like a dog! (Aw, how cute!)
Relationships: Rufus is the legal guardian of Kaoru, who lives in his little flat with him. However, he is always on the lookout for some pretty piece of flesh (huzzahs for Shakespeare!) to share his love with… whether male or female, he hasn’t quite decided yet ^___________^
Other: INQUISITION FOR LIFE! ... yes.
Alas, a cornucopia of witches... O.o

Hat (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/jingleweasel/scan0001.jpg) –Look at his hat, and his cloak for reference.



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----- Rufus Valerius Sohma // Dog -----



The library had been quiet tonight, but he was always happy for that. It gave him more time to mooch behind the shelves, instead of having to recommend books he hated to customers he didn’t like.

And now it was snowing, which was nice, but also not so nice, as he had to tramp through the damn snow to get home to the flat. (OOC: it’s a flat people! Not an apartment!) Rubbing his hands together to keep warm, Rufus stepped up the pace a little until he was outside the short flight of stairs leading to home.

With a contented smile on his face, he took off his hat and gave it a shake to dislodge the snow, before pulling down the door-handle and stepping inside. Taking off his cloak, he hung it on the coat-hook on the wall, and sauntered into the kitchen, hat in hand to be confronted by Kaoru, and what appeared to be an amassing of his family, crammed into one small room and eating what appeared to be stir-fry.

There was a silence. A muffled snigger came from somewhere, as Rufus glared round at the family gathering, an eyebrow raised and his mouth slightly open in shock. Shock was replaced with a big, beaming grin which didn’t quite reach his eyes as he took in exactly which family members were stood enjoying stir-fry in his kitchen.

“Joushiro, Kaze.” He nodded at each of them, a genial smile on his face. “Hello Kaoru darling, Amaya dearest, and how are my pair of lovely flat-mates on this delightful night? And such a lovely family gathering to come home to…” His smile faltered a little, hat twirling in restless hands and he set his head on one side. “To what do we owe this…ah, pleasure, my dearest siblings?” Kaze looked towards Amaya nervously, and she spoke up for him protectively.

“Kaze just came to see me. He’s not staying, are you Kaze?” She shot a glance at her brother, and then at everyone else in the kitchen. “The rest… I… well, I don’t know.” She shrugged apologetically then applied herself to finishing off her food, as Kaoru mumbled something unintelligible.

“Followed me home…” Mumble. “S’not my fault…” Slam of bowl onto table. “m’off to m’room.” And he stalked away, as well as a tall teenager can stalk in a small room packed full with people.

Rufus clapped his hands. “Well then, Kaze, since you’re here, I’m sure that we can find somewhere for you to sleep! You can stay in with Amaya tonight, I think, and I should be able to make room for lovely Jou-chaan…” He beamed at the slightly worried-looking Joushiro, who smiled quietly and went back to picking at his food. “In fact,” Rufus proclaimed with false cheer, “You can sleep in my room!” He gave a roguish wink, before turning and leaving the kitchen as fast as he could, oblivious to the horrified expression on Joushiro’s face.

Closing the door carefully behind him, he leant against the wall with a frown. A gathering of Sohma in his house, and so close to the New Year too. He couldn’t help but wonder if Shujouteki had any idea of what was going on…

[Mewtwo-D2]

It must've been a different Mayumi who was molesting Kaze, partially because Zodiac members don't transform when they hug each other.



Mayumi Sohma- Horse
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"Great job today, Mayumi! Hey, got any plans for New Year? I'm having a party for the Archery Club, and we'd love to have you there. It just wouldn't be the same without you..."
I smiled politely at Kaede, my sempai in Archery Club.
"New Year's is kind of a big deal in my family, so I'll be spending it with them. I'll see you again when school starts though. I don't think I can make it to the first practice- I'm spending the last week of vacation with my family."
"Oh, all right. I'll let you off the hook for that practice- you always do so well in meets, it's like you hardly need practice."
I laughed softly. My real laugh had a whinnying effect, so I tried not to laugh too hard around people.
"I just have a lot of love for the club. But this is my last practice until school starts again, okay? No more emergency practices."
"Deal... well, anyway, you'll be exempt. Hey, Yumi, isn't this your stop?"
"It is. I'll see you at school, sempai," I bowed politely and got off the train. Kaede waved as it pulled away, and I gave a short wave back. Sighing, I pulled my gloves and hat on, and hefted my bow bag for the walk home. Kaede had a tendency of calling emergency Archery Club practice, and having to hold it at odd locations because of the short notice. Just today I had spent over an hour on the train getting to and from the tiny dojo she had booked for us.
I liked the walk home though- anything to stretch my legs. I nodded to a few familiar faces from school, but made no effort to slow down. I just hoped I wouldn't see.... and there they were. Etsuko, Sayuri, and Chiyoko.
"Sempai!" Etsuko shouted, waving me over to their group frantically.
Etsuko, Sayuri, and Chiyoko were freshman who had attached themselves to "the coolest girl in the school". I welcomed worship from my juniors, but they carried things a little far. I sighed again as I walked over to them.
"Good evening... what are you all doing out so late?"
"We were shopping.... for books," Sayuri said. "On Western drama. We heard that the drama club might be doing a play by Shakespeare next term, and we wanted to learn all about the part you'll be getting."
"The Drama Club is doing 'Romeo and Juliet' next term..."
There was a collective intake of breath.
"Ooh, sempai, you'll be the most beautiful Juliet the school has ever seen," breathed Etsuko.
"Will you be wearing on of those long gowns?" Chiyoko was generally the shyest and spoke the least, so her question surprised me.
"Who do you think will be Romeo?"
I waved their questions down. "I'm not trying out for Juliet."
"Of course you're not!" Sayuri exclaimed. "As if anyone else could play the role as well."
"No, I mean I'm not going to be Juliet."
They froze.
"I'm directing the play."
"Oh, sempai! How wonderful! You'll be the best director ever! I'll have to try out!" the praises continued to flow, but instead of basking in it, I felt vaguely irritated. I could have said I was playing the part of a tree stump, and these girls would have praised me on my versatility and my discernment in choosing a challenging part.
"I'm sorry, girls, I have to hurry home. My aunt said that she would hold dinner until I got back, and it wouldn't be fair for me to make everyone wait. Don't let anyone know the play is 'Romeo and Juliet', okay? I want to keep it a secret until it's officially announced at school."
"Of course! Goodbye, sempai! Have a great New Year's!"
I bowed to them. "Happy New Year. Have a good evening."
As I walked away I could hear squeals of "She's so cool! I can't wait for the play! Do you think I could be Juliet? Sempai is so nice to trust us with this secret!"

I shook my head and hurried on. No more delays- I was hungry. And staying out late was generally frowned upon. I had gotten many lectures from my otherwise absent parents abut how risky it was for me to be in all these clubs, despite the fact that three of the five were all girls. I snorted when I thought of the lecture on how being a star pupil was obviously trying to get the boys to notice and desire me. My father had commented that maybe I should just transform permanently and be a racehorse, since I was so determined to be ridden by a man. That's when I had left their house for good and moved in with Zenshi and Yazaki. Whatever the other drawbacks of living with my third cousins once removed, it was better than being called a slut by my parents.

"I'm home," I announced. "Has anyone found Joushiro yet?"
Zenshi looked up from a book. "I don't know... I haven't heard from anyone today. Do you want to call around?"
"Nah..." I took my boots off and dusted the snow off them. "I'd just have to go out again, and I'm not in the mood. I'll call tomorrow. Where's Yazaki?"
Zenshi rolled her eyes. "Some party somewhere or something. Oh, a Taro called. Do you know a boy named Taro?"
"He's President of the Chess Club. I'll call him back after dinner."
"I'm not going to tell anyone a boy called, but you might want to tell him not to call anymore..."
"It's totally platonic. I don't even like Taro as a human, let alone a boyfriend."
"Yeah, but remember what happened when your parents talked to Shujouteki about the calls you were getting from boys."
I took off my coat and hat. "My parents blew everything out of proportion. Two boys call the house in two weeks looking for homework help, and suddenly I'm running a cathouse. With what they told Shujo, I would've overreacted too. But if he wants to dissect the phone bill, you can tell him the truth, right?" I spoke brashly about about Shujouteki, but I couldn't stop a shudder of fear. "But I won't give out this number anymore."

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Warmth ~*~*~*~*~

Twisting around in the covers, all I could do was enjoy the warmth all around me, such a stark contrast from the wind driven snowish hell that I had been in. Had I made it home? If so was I at neighbor-san’s house? Was I back at the sohma house? Wait…why was I still a tiger? Rising slowly, I used my back legs to kick away the covers and shook my damp fur. “Oh your awake?” A soft yet familiar voice came from some where in the room.

Shifting around I began to study my environment, no posters, no real images in the room, but it smelled like a boys room. “You’ve been asleep for two hours.” The voice said again, this time soft and gentle hands began to stroke my back as my captor… no savior came into view. It was the guy that I had rescued this evening at the mall. “My name is Abi..” He introduced himself.

After a second he gave out a small laugh. “I don’t expect you to respond, I just don’t usually get any guests.” He said as I gave him a soft purr back and started licking the tips of his fingers. I was grateful; truly grateful at him finding me, it must have been some kind of instinct that drove me here after I blacked out. The problem was I had to get home; I had to get my school supplies and check on my brother.

“I brought you some food, I really have no idea what tiger cubs eat..” He explained, bending down and picking up a plate that had various cut pieces of meat and fruits. My stomach was starving, but at the same time he was making it harder and harder for me to leave. Not just because of the tantalizing food, but because he seemed to have wanted to bond with me. “Are you hungry?” He asked picking up a small piece of ham and placing it near my mouth.

Drawing in the deep smell and taste of the ham just made my mouth water. Opening my mouth ever so slowly I leaned in and placed it around the ham so that he wouldn’t get bitten by the sharp teeth and swallowed the piece whole. “Good girl.” I was rewarded with another pet down my neck as he moved away and let me finish up what ever bits and pieces were on the tray. ‘Wait.. he’s blind how did he know I was a girl?’ I asked myself, and decided it was best not to dwell on thoughts of what could have happened while I was knocked out.

I turned and looked at the window, sadly it was sealed shut, the door how ever was opened. All I had to do is sneak out and find either a open door, or a open window in the house and escape! But what about this poor guy, Abi? He seemed really happy to have some one here with him, but I wasn’t a house cat, I had no idea when I would change back. Turning back to look at Abi I found him with the closet door open, taking off his shirt and pants.

Letting out a screech of fear, I jumped back under the covers and placed both of my paws over my eyes. I didn’t want to be in the room with a naked boy, I didn’t want to be in the room with a naked boy. “Are you okay?” Abi asked a few seconds later, appearing at the front of the covers, in some mismatched pajamas. I let out a small nod and prayed he couldn’t see it, so that he wouldn’t realize how intelligent I was. “Come over here.” He said, placing his hands down the covers. Any normal cat would have bitten his hand off, instead I just relaxed my body and allowed myself to get picked up.

Big brother I hope your okay… Abi began to lay down in the bed and I started to accept the situation that I would not be able to get out of here tonight. “Good night my little tiger friend.” He whispered into my ear before turning out the lights with one hand while cuddling me with the other hand.

‘Good night Abi’. I replied in my head, snuggling close to him and licking his cheek before placing my head on his shoulder. ‘And good night brother’ I added, where ever he was, I hopped he was sleeping peacefully. Now, all I had to do is find a way out of the house when I woke up, and worry about changing back while asleep.

[Asilynne]

Sorry for the delay............................................. .Im mainly posting because MC and M2D2's characters are waiting on me ^-^()
[/SIZE][/FONT] Dragon-Asilynne
Name: Zenshi Sohma
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Personality:
Zenshi is very smart and curious, and loves to learn with a passion. She also loves to teach, and jumps in with a childlike enthusiasm when she sees an excuse to share her knowledge with others. However she can be a bit pushy, and may get irritated when someone does something in a way that makes no sense to her. Even so, she has a kind heart, and a weakness for small children, she finds it hard to say no to them, and hates seeing them unhappy.
History:
Ill finish this one later, but I will say that she teaches elementary school. Very open to anyone who wants to live with me
Appearance:
She has shoulder length brown hair that looks normal enough despite the slight spike it has to it, except for if seen in a certain light it has a slight metallic green sheen to it (hope thats ok, dont know if odd hair colors are in the anime ^-^()) Her eyes are large and have a wise look to them, they are a livid green. She also wears small round glasses for reading. Shes tall (5'8") and stands straight and regal, with an aura that is at once serene and commanding. When not wearing her dress for school she likes to wear comfortable fitting clothes and sweaters. I might get up a pic of her.
Animal Appearance:
http://home.tiscali.nl/bruces/sprite_darter_hatchling.jpg
Isnt she adorable!
Other:
Lives with Yakusa and Mayumi in a nice little townhouse surrounded by trees. Neighbors are close but the atmosphere doesnt feel stifling.[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2]


~Zenshi Sohma~
What should be chaos is peace...

"SHUT THAT MOTHER F***ING SHIT OFF!!!!! IM TRYING TO THINK IN HERE!!!!"

I was in 8th grade, studying for the biggest test of my life thus far. This test would decide which math class I would go into in High school the coming year, whether I would be stuck in the lame ass class or if I would be able to take calculus in 9th grade which was my dream. The test was tomorrow, I had prepared in the days before but I needed more. I wasnt completely confident yet.

And yet my annoying brother insisted!!!!!!!!! On PLAYING. HIS. DAMN. MUSIC. AT. FULL. VOLUME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But that was how he was, and this was how I am. Its always been like that, though I hoped he would eventually grow out of it......

And yet nothing had changed. But you know, I wouldnt have it any other way.

"Hey sis do you remember what I did with my pants last night? Oh wait I see them.....do we have a ladder?"

......Or would I?

I liked life the way it was though. I had a nice job teaching elementary school students, I had my own little house, and I had family close by. All in all it was a warm and loving state I was in, despite the chaos. Putting my book down I went into the kitchen. Mayumi would be home soon and she always came home so hungry she could eat a horse...if she wasnt already one. I began to start boiling the rice and sauteeing the chicken for some chicken teriyaki. I put on the teapot for some tea and started forming sushi rolls. I liked to cook and try new recipes out everyday, and my charges didnt seem to mind.

The door opened and Mayumi came in, after giving her her messages I set her up with a nice cup of tea at the table. "When my brother comes back in we ll start dinner." I told her, and then I grinned mischieviously. I bet you cant guess what kind or surprise is for d----"

"Chicken teriyaki with salmon and fatty tuna sushi rolls." Mayumi stated without missing a beat.

"N.....yes." I stumbled, disappointed I couldnt surprise the young lady. I went back to cooking, trying not to cry.
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lol not too good but its there! ^-^() Dont kill me MC or Jennie lol

[Mystic_clown]

Yazaki Sohma
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"What the heck did I do last night?" Yazaki muttered to himself as he climbed the drainpipe to get to his pants. Since they didn't have a ladder available, Yazaki had to climb up the house drainpipe to get to his pants, which somehow had gotten onto the roof.

How they got up there, Yazaki had no idea. Well, alchohol can do that to a person.

The fact that he was also in his wonderwear didn't help matters either.

"Got it," he muttered as he grabbed hold of his underwear.

And it was that point that his grip on the drainpipe slipped.

"Oh gravity you biiiiiiiiiitch!"


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Knock knock.

Maymi giggled when she opened the door to find Yazaki in his underwear, holding his pants and branches and leaves in his hair. Zenshi looked over from preparing dinner and shook her head.

"I'm not even going to ask," she muttered.

[Toxicity]

:: Abi Sevacherian ::

The young boy awoke from a night of the sweetest dreams since childish innocence. From what he could recall, it included him and his new-found tiger friend in a meadow of sweet flowers and grasses, playing. In his mind, he could imagine the sensations of smell, sound, and touch being pleasing; he was happy, his "pet" was happy...everything was happy, much unlike this modern world of insanity and cruelty in comparison to older times, at least for his ancestors, victims of the Genocide.

What he awoke to, however, was mainly silence, except for a few affectionate coos and paw swipes from the "nameless" cub. His faint smile widened as he gently began to stroke the fur of the young tigress. Hand and paw met playfully, and he softly chuckled, sitting up in his bed. Hunger struck him through the night as well; he needed the energy for the day. Figuring that it'd be a shock if Almasd or Markrid discovered his friend, or worse, her mother found some "wild animal" in the house, he stood at the bed, walking slowly towards the doorway.

"I'll be right back," Abi reassured her, walking slowly towards the kitchen, still adorned in his pajamas. His smile faded to a normal, calm look as he arrived in what he could feel was his mother's vicinity in the kitchen. Sitting at the bar, he sighed, almost dreamily.

Oh, dear was all the teenager could say to himself.

"You're unusually happy," his mother commented in a sarcastic tone. "Thinking about that girl?"

"Oh. Nah..." He answered, hands folded together and rested on the counter he was sitting at. Moments passed in silence and lack of motion, before the plate was set before him. Sighing, he took a few bites of the sausage and eggs he had on the dish, occasionally biting into a layered biscuit. However, this peace was disturbed when Almasd and Markrid, his twin sisters, both screamed, shouting in muffled cries.

Oh, no ran through Abi's thoughts. He panicked...what did his friend do now? He'd understand if bad talk was occuring, but what else could've happened? Nervous, he gulped and tried to hope for the best.

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Shocked ~*~*~*~*~

Screams rocked me off the dresser, sending me tumbling down to the floor in shock. One moment I was sniffing around on the top of his dresser, taking in the scent and just trying to calm my nerves. The next two ear piercing screams send me falling to the ground. “Mom! Look, it’s one of those things like you see on TV!” One sister screamed as I tried to pick myself up off the floor, my head ringing. “It’s one of those big cats, but smaller, I heard they can snap a arm off with their jaw!” She continued to yell as Abi ran into the room.

I continued to back up in fear until I was pinned against the wall, the mom running in with a broom. Abi pushed her aside and ran forward scooping me up into his comfortable arms. “Get away from that thing! You don’t know if it has rabies or something.” The mother warned as I gave Abi’s cheek a small lick of gratitude.

“Don’t talk about her like that!” Abi shot back, anger and rage filled his voice so much that it shocked even me. I gave a nod of approval and licked Abi’s cheek again as the mother looked back and forth from me to Abi, and then walked out muttering about calling the pound. “Mom you can’t” He pleaded running into the living room, carrying me in one arm.

His mother shot a glare at both of us, picking the phone up from the receiver. “Get her out of my house, or she will end up in the zoo or the pound.” She threatened as Abi’s arm began to waver in hurt and fear. “Yes I would like to report a wild animal…” She began to talk into the phone.

Tears began to drip down onto my fur as Abi walked outside, slowly putting me down in the snow covered grass. “You will come back and visit right?” He asked running his fingers over the top of my head. I closed my eyes for a second, taking in the petting before opening them again and grabbing the sleeve of his shirt. “Hey! Wait!” Abi pleaded as I backed him up more and more until he fell down in the snow.

“What are you doing?” Abi asked as I jumped on his chest, my body half covered in snow already as I walked over to his face and gave him a few licks on the nose as a way of saying goodbye. Abi began to giggle and grin, wraping his hands around me in something close to a hug.

In the distance the sound of car wheels squealing around the corner came into my hearing range. It had to be the Pound; there would be no one else so eager to get here if they could get a tiger. My fur began to tighten up in fear as I jumped off Abi and ran across the front yard. I had to get away from here before they caught me; I had to get back to my brother! The car was getting closer. “No wait please!” Abi called out, running after me. The car was getting closer.

Turning in the middle of the road I could see the large truck coming right at me, with Abi running right at me also, he was going to get hit! Rushing forward I threw all my weight into hitting Abi’s leg, sending him collapsing to the ground, just inches away from the truck as it sped past. My front paw hit the ground in a pain-racking thud that sent pain radiating all over my body. Opening my muzzle I let out an ear-piercing scream.

The family rushed forward to Abi’s side as I limped away, three of my four limbs okay, the other one hurt to move an inch. It took me hours to get back to my place, moving as slow as a tiger cub with only three good limbs. Making my way through the hallway of the apartment, I pushed my way through the doggy door set up just for my animal form, and laid down on the carpet. The paw wasn’t broken but it felt cold, and it hurt. Taking in a deep breath and letting the familiar smells wash away my worries. I should have changed back by now, what was taking so long.

Then the laughter started, not laughter from inside the apartment, but from next door, the laughter of my brother. My heart leapt with joy to go see him, but then it went crashing down. He was happy, he wasn’t crying and worried about me, he wasn’t scared, he was happy. Tears began to roll down my muzzle, he didn’t need me to make him happy.

Limping over I nudged the table over and over again until the phone fell down onto the floor. Using my one good paw I dialed the Sohma house. “Hello? Mizuki?” Mayumi’s voice came from the other end. I gave a few mournful mews before collapsing on my side. Praying that he had caller id so that he knew where I was. He didn’t need me….my brother….didn’t need me.

[Dark-San]

Human or Sohma?: Sohma
Name: Junichi Sohma
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Rat
Personality: Besides the basic character traits of the Rat being easily identified with Junichi, there are some other characteristics that differentiates him from the rest of the Sohma family. Firstly his EQ (Emotional Quotient) is way below from those of an average person, that perhaps explains why he is usually quiet and most of the time kept all his personal troubles and feelings locked up in his heart. He does not mingles well with his peers too and is the outcast of the class. Nobody knows him and noone in the class bothers about his existence.

Secondly, he is the type that just avoids trouble. For example if a bully is to approached him for any extortion, he would rather give up all his possession to him rather than putting up a fight. Don't take Junichi for a weaking though, he is a black belt karate expert but he just chose to take an ignorant route of avoiding problems since his life motto is

"I trust noone other than myself"

Thirdly, he had from an extended Sohma family but because of his 'secret' (Sohma's curse), he was made to move over to the main family house.
History: Being in the extended family, he is based in Osaka but as his 'secret' would seem rather to be easily revealed if he still stays over at his hometown. Hence as a result, the main family had issued an order and making him to come over to Tokyo to reside with them. Since his recent moveover to Tokyo, nobody in the Sohma family had never taken notice of him. This despite the fact, that they already know that the 'Rat' would be joining them.
Appearance: A mere ordinary human but his body is slightly built which would made any of his peers marvel and envy him. He stands at a height of 1.75 metres and weighs around 65 kilograms. His hair colour had always been gray since birth and that is the most obviously physical trait of him being a rat.
Animal Appearance:Typical house rat (http://www.gotpetsonline.com/pictures-gallery/small-animal-pictures-breeders-babies/rat-pictures-breeders-babies/pictures/rat-0005.jpg)
Other: None


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v^~ Junichi Sohma ~^v
v^~ The first acknowlegement of existence ~^v

Current mood: Lonely

Sidenote: Junichi is still kept in the dark. He thought he was the only one infected by the ‘curse’ and still haven’t realized that there are at least another 12 more Sohma family members in the same plight as he is.

“Is it morning yet, mom?”

I sat up as the sun shone brightly in the mid- sky, signaling to me that it was already noon. I groaned and sat up dizzily on my futon.

“Mom?”

I paused for a moment.

“What was I thinking about? I am not in Osaka anymore but rather in the main Sohma’s residence.”

It was only the first day but the mood of loneliness had already set upon me, as I reminisced with nostalgia on my past.


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(Junichi’s narrative voice sets in)

“Hi my name is Junichi Sohma. People close to me would call me by the name, Jun. Life hasn’t been easy for a 10th grader like me. Being brought up in an environment, where no one knows you, nobody bothers about you. My dad and my over-protective mom had been supportive of me to mix around with my peers. However deep down in my heart even though I appreciate their support, I had never wanted to do such things.

I just don’t feel the need for interaction with them for two reasons. One reason being that I am a loner or perhaps in a simpler term, a person who has low EQ (Emotional Quotient). One could even mistakenly identify me as a hikkimori. For I rather spend my long hours at my own private gym training instead of playing with the rest under the summer heat. The second reason would be the fear of the exposure of my ‘curse’. Yes, a curse. A curse that had befalls to the ancestral line of the Sohma family since the beginning of history. For some unexplained reason once I am in bodily contact with a female, I would transform into a rat.

It was only a few months ago when by accident, a maid’s daughter fall onto me. And of course at the every moment, I transformed. Taken aback and an instant, she panic and ran out of my family’s house and was ran down by an incoming vehicle. She died on the spot. Her mom was so devastated at losing her only daughter, plunged into extreme depression, and only to committed suicide by slitting her wrist a few weeks later after the funeral was over. Painfully she bled to death in the silent backyard just behind our house.

The main Sohma family head (Shujoteki Sohma) became aware of this news. For the fear that this secret of the curse would spread out to the masses, he ordered my father to send me over to Tokyo to reside with them. Of course, my family wouldn’t agree to such an outrageous demand. It was only through subsequent negotiation with promises that they will provide me with the best education and bringing up that my parents gladly gave in.

That is my story for now... “


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(Present day in the Sohma’s main house)

A hot shower is the best way to keep you warm over this dread cold noon. I slowly but carefully put on some clothes before making my way out of my room.

I looked upon the snowy sky and sighed to myself.

“So it is going to be that time of the year already!”

This momentary silence was broken when two house maids was whispering as they walked past me.

“Hey you know what? Rumors had it said that one ‘cursed’ kid from the extended Sohma family had been made to reside here. And guess what? I heard from where he come from, he is responsible for two deaths and that’s why the head made this decision.”

“Is that so? Whoa, he must one unlucky freak. I better avoid them the next time I see him!”

“How do you avoid him, Nancy-san? How do you identify him from all the newcomers of this house heh?”

The two maids moved past me and obviously have no idea that the ‘unlucky freak’ had just gone past them.

“Rumors heh? They can either destroy you or put you up in cloud nine. A double- edge sword indeed.”

I was new to the main Sohma household since it was only my first day here. As usual, I do not expect anyone to come over me, who was a stranger, and chat. At least, this was what I thought.

“Hey you there! Have you seen a tiger cub running past here by any accident?”

A voice called me from behind. Swiftly I turned over and gave a glaring stare.

A fine young adult (Sohma Saburo) came towering over me, asking me for a favor.

“A tiger cub? Ain’t they suppose to be in the zoo? I haven’t seen one around here.”

“Okay thanks for the heads up, mate. And you do look kind of new here. I haven’t seen you around. I got to go now since I’ve things to do.”

He turned around and seemed to be in the rush.

“Someone did notice me after all. For the first time in my life! Oh bother, I suppose he will forget me soon. An a weird person he is, asking me around about a tiger cub.”

I strolled around the household. This manor was big and I did not realized it. I entered into the Sohma main house after my long flight from Osaka last night. I was deadbeat and dragged myself to the room I was assigned to. I laid down onto the futon and knocked out, due to the sheer exhaustion of the trip that had taken its toll on me.

Before I knew it, I had headed for an unknown direction and found myself in the backyard gardens. Instead of pretty flowers, all I saw were snow- capped shrubs and trees with no leaves at all. I do not like it here.

The dull atmosphere in this household choked me. I want to be back at home where my parents are in Osaka.

"Is this place going to be my prison for the rest of my life?"


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I pondered over for quite a while. Until the same guy who came over to me earlier, saw me for the second time.

"Hey you there, could you do me a favour? You see I am kind of busy and everybody here is busy with the new year preparations!"

It is not usual for me poking into other people's business. I had my mind set on saying 'no' until I remembered. He was the first one that recognised me in this household. Perhaps I could help him just this once.

"Plea ....se.... Onegai?"

With that kind of expression on a grown up 25 year old, I was about to puke all over the floor. I just nodded my head disgustingly and he thrusted a piece of paper and a key onto my palms.

"Thanks dude, you saved me. I say that key is for the east side- gate! Unlock that gate and proceed to the address written on that piece of paper."

With that, he rushed over off again. This time twice the speed when he was searching for the tiger cub earlier.

The household might not be that dull after all with people like him.


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(Looking for the address)

Roaming down Tokyo street was tough. It was even worst for me! After all, I came from Osaka and not a local!

"Damn, I should have rejected him out right!"

It was after several asking around with the local residents that I managed to come across the apartment and unit.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

Timidly, I pushed the main door and it open slightly.

"Gosh, it isn't locked at all. And I was just knocking on the door furiously a few moments ago."

Slowly I crept into the apartment and stare around. What was it that the man wanted me to get again?

I make my way further into the room and tripped onto something.

To my horror when I recovered from that fall, it was a little girl perhaps 2 to 3 years old younger than me cuddling in cold. She was shivering all over her naked body. I had to do something!

With a quick glance around the room I saw a coat and grab it, covering the female.

"What have I got myself into?

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Watching ~*~*~*~*~

My eyes followed as the boy walked to a duffle bag and deposited the hand full of shirts and then walked back and grabbed all sorts of pants and skirts that I owned from the dresser and deposited them in the duffle bag in a hasty matter. Clasping the coat around me I slowly rose onto my shaky feet and walked to the doorway, leaning against it for support. “What’s your name?” I asked, I was met with silence as he got to my underwear drawer and picked up a pair of pink panties, looking at them curiously. “So I take it you can change into a animal like me?” I asked, praying that he was a sohma and not some freak.

That familiar feeling, anger rose inside of me, anger that he wouldn’t reply, anger that my brother was happy, anger that I had to leave Abi. “Say something!” I shouted in anger, shoving his back causing him to fall forward into the dresser. He turned and looked at me in shock, the pain in my hand began to melt the icy hold the anger had in my heart.

“What happened? Ain’t I supposed to transform?” He asked in shock, dropping the panties to my feet. I bent down and picked them up, and walked over to the suitcase grabbing my normal blue shirt and pants.

Turning back around I walked over to him and placed my arms around him giving him a tight hug. “It doesn’t work if both are Sohma’s.” I explained and then walked off to the bathroom, leaving him shocked, with a slight warming feeling in my cheeks. “Thank you for coming.” I said as I walked out of the bathroom, fully changed.

He shrugged it off and walked to the door, following him I grabbed his hand, stopping him. “You never really have been close to a girl have you?” I asked curiously as we began to make our way out into the hallway, my eyes lingering on neighbor-san’s door which was cracked open just a little bit. For a second I hesitated, I wanted to see my brother.

Then what’s his name… who ever he was, said something about Saburo waiting for us and we continued on. “Yeah, I’m the little tiger cub she is looking for too.” I explained as we walked away from neighbor-san’s door and down the hallway. “Which one are you?”

He turned his head away from me and muttered ‘rat’ almost as if in disgust. “Sounds kind of cute.” I smiled back, my friend…who ever he was; his cheeks turned a slightly red tint as we made our way outside.

“So why were you crying?” He asked as we finally made our way down to street level and began to walk back. Now it was my turn to look away from him. I began to explain everything about my brother, how he was everything to me, how he was my life, and he was happy some where else now, and that it hurt. The two of us walked in silence again for a long while, until we finally reached the gate of the house. “You know, even if he is happy there, he will be alright, and that should make you happy to know that he is alright.” He stated.

I gave him a small smile and nodded as we walked in, maybe everything was going to be okay.

* Tags Dark, Engi, Yi, and Waves *

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Sohma Saburo
Rabbit, Male, Lawyer, Very Unlucky Person
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Mizuki, oh, Mizuki... what a time to go missing, right before Shujouteki's birthday. He had sat up all night waiting for her to come back, after the initial incensed rage of the Sohma head had boiled off. Saburo had rather been expecting chains and no food for a few days, but to his mild surprise had been charged with looking fo her, instead. Very sensibly, he waited till morning to begin searching properly; however, Keiko-san from the housekeeping staff had wanted him to source a reliable supplier for the banquet, and Yamazaki-san the gardener wanted to know if the bonsai were just so, and...

If Saburo was another person, he'd be banging his head against the elegant wooden walls of his home. However, Saburo being Saburo, he merely smiled a little more stiffly than usual, and didn't seem quite so alert.

On his bemused wandering of the Sohma manor the following morning, taking care of this and that, making sure nobody slipped anything disastrous of any kind into the soup stock and of course trying to get a free moment so he could search for his charge, he bumped into an individual with a morose mien. He didn't quite place him on first look, although further groping in Saburo's neatly organized mind turned up clues that this was the Rat of the Zodiac glowering at him in a hostile, yet inexplicably condescending, manner. Junichi Sohma, the newest initiated. He had hidden himself quite thoroughly from Shujouteki from the longest time, if hiding had been his actual intention.

Grasping at straws he might be, but Saburo was desperate. "Excuse me, young man! Have you seen a tiger cub running around, by any chance?"

"Tiger cub? Why don't you go look in the zoo? I haven't seen any around here." Junichi glared at him. Pleasant boy.

Saburo smiled back. "Thanks very much for the heads up, I really appreciate it. You must be new, I haven't seen you around... Got to run, or I'll be headhunted the day long!"

*

The second time Saburo ran into the boy, he had gotten a little further on in his search for Mizuki. He'd actually got a lead, for starters. Check her old house. Her brother is there.

Tentatively, he approached Junichi, aware that he might very well get a rubbing off for what he was about to ask the boy to do, but he decided to try anyway. Junichi looked rather lost, and more obviously bored. Saburo proceeded to do the unthinkable, and entrusted the boy to look for Mizuki in his stead. He had an inkling that any task started by this boy would not be begun in vain.

*

The third time Saburo saw the boy, he had returned with Mizuki Sohma, and all were summoned immediately to the chambers of the head of the Sohma family by a glowering Shujouteki. Saburo opened his mouth first, kneeling low and keeping his head down.

"Shujouteki-sama, I beg of you that you not punish Mizuki Sohma so severely this time. True, she has erred, but she only went back to see her brother, whom she has built her entire life around..."
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Matsuno Kaoru
Male, Student, Accused of Working For Housekeeping Companies
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Kaoru had been getting the feeling that he was being followed for a while now. His sense of personal space was remarkably acute, having the possible equivalent of a ten-meter radius. The shadow tailing him slowly but surely had an oddly familiar tingling to it..

...the tingling of his spine whenever something weird that was connected to them was around...

His hunch was proven after an almost comical chase through the city, which also proved that Kaoru was more schoolroom philosopher than athlete. The large, dark youth caught up to him easily, and at last he stopped, panting, giving the pursuer a quick once-over. (Broad shoulders, odd off-white hair in spikes like horns... a.. Compass? Round his neck. A vacant look on his face, though sharpened by what seemed to be a sort of determined desperation.)

The thick-set young man introduced himself. (Joushirou Sohma... I should've known.)

Inevitably, Rufus Valerius Sohma's little flat was packed full of people like a tin full of sardines. On the way back Kaoru and Joushirou had picked up Chinese stir-fry, as Kaoru felt slightly guilty for making Amaya do the grocery for the past few months since he had been unofficially coerced by Rufus into spending his free time being a valet to Mizuki. Even if they had already gotten dinner (which Kaoru highly doubted, the flat's inhabitants being who they were), supper was always on the agenda, and Joushirou Sohma struck him as the kind of person who could eat, a lot, and hadn't eaten properly for a while. Kaze Sohma had turned up as well, taking comfort in his sister, as he often did when upset.

All in all, a full house.

Kaoru skulked in his room, as far as he was able to skulk in a converted boxroom. He was trying not to think about the Sohmas, and their ... animal selves, though he'd half a mind to corner Rufus and grill him later. It had a small louvred window that looked out into the corridor, and was scrupulously cleaned every so often by the occupant himself, whose room was in the utmost order, as usual. Books all stacked up neatly or in shelves, pillows in just the right places, corners immaculately dust-free. It was a part of the flat that Kaoru was indeedly truly happy in his heart of hearts to call his own. It would make even the most finicky of housekeepers happy...

...There was a tapping at the window, low, rhythmic and annoyingly resolute. Piercing through Kaoru's reverie, it continued as Kaoru froze, grit his teeth, and made for the window. There was a ponytailed head visible from where he was, though the glass was frosted, and not much detail could be seen.

Cautiously, the boy opened the window.

A sprightly female face smirked at him. "I knew it was you. Only servants would live in this poky little room."

Kaoru's expression darkened at the mention of 'servants'. He felt that this girl was familiar... familiar despite the lack of detective vestments, and familiar despite the changed hairstyle. He made as if to shut the window, but was stopped by the girl's hand, which reached in and grabbed his own.

"We need to talk. About that little girl."
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@ Engi: I hope Mariko is in character ^^;;
@ Weas: Eavesdrop! Eeeaaaavesdrop!

[EngiMatikul]

Good News! Finals are done.
Bad News! So much has happened that I'm having a hard time keeping everything flowing well... argh... here goes nothing.

Mariko
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Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock. It was early in the morning, perhaps 6 AM. New Years Eve. I was already awake, trying to piece everything together and plan what to do next. It was unusual; so many things happened at once, that one night, and I was unsure of what to do... Should it all be a coincidence?
It all started with the arrival of... that person. The person who was forever wandering and I could never find, appears right in front of the servant boy and walks with him back to his home. Although, because of him my cover wasn't blown to the servant boy, since he seemed to start suspecting someone following him shortly after I started following him... Regardless, they had arrived in their house, shortly thereafter followed by me.
It wasn't a very large house, but big enough to suit several persons. From the looks of it, that Kaoru servant boy is the main servant of this particular house, not part of a company which sponsers servants for other people. So why is he coming over to Mizuki's house and helping her out at times? Perhaps her relatives live here?
I walked over to one of the windows and peeked inside. After a few friendly greetings and gestures with him he kindly allowed me into his humble quarters to sit down and talk. (Note: "friendly greetings and gestures" may differ in opinion to that servant Kaoru. Well, regardless, I considered it a "relatively friendly coercion for an invitation into the house by unconventional means")
"So," Kaoru said rather unchalantly. "What do you want to know about the girl?"
"Well, I'm wondering about why she left me with her brother. Do you work for one of her relatives? Because this house is way too expensive for someone like you working as a servant, and a servant's headquarters would be much larger than this..."(truthfully I didn't know what a servant's headquarter would look like)"so I can only deduce you work for one of her relatives."
Kaoru just shrugged. "So what if I said I do. What about it?"
"Why would she rather trust someone like me to take care of her brother, rather than letting you take the brother home to one of her relatives? Is it possibly a family conflict?"
"I wouldn't know. Personally, I was supposed to play the 'good friend helping out' kid by my... eer... 'master's' orders. So she doesn't know I live with one of her relatives...I think..."
There was noise downstairs, but I couldn't make out anything. I thought for a while, then decided on a different subject.
"Who was that guy that was following you?"
"How'd you know there was a guy following me--"
"That's nothing of your concern. Who was he?"
Kaoru grunted. "I don't know, he just wanted a place to stay. His name was Joushirou So--"
At that point my cell phone rang. It was a call from a resident that lives close by, complaining something about wild tiger running loose in the neighborhood. Um... A tiger, huh? Well, a tiger cub, the resident said. I sighed.
"Oi, Kaoru, I have to go. Someone complaining that there's a wild tiger running lose... well, a wild tiger cub."
"...A tiger?!?"
"Yeah, sounds strange. I actually get these animal sighting calls a lot, But I have to get to the client ASAP and demand a payment before my investigation. It's strange, that a short while after investigation they forget everything about the case. So I demand my money early, and coincidentally they forget they paid me as well..."
"Wait, isn't that cheating?" Kaoru said skeptically.
"Hey, I have to earn my money somehow!" I winked at him. "I'll come back tomorrow, See ya!"
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And here I am now, still thinking about what to do next. The client, thankfully, was so freaked out that she was willing to pay the money early. I was pondering if I should even do anything about the tiger case, since she'll most likely forget it the day after. Nah, its been a trend, I really need to look into it. Take every case into account, see what exactly is going on...
One of my first assumptions was that the whole Animal thing was a fabrication and many were hallucinating, but I found this hypothesis to be false when I myself ran into a few strange creatures... not exactly a dangerous tiger (cub) or a poisonous snake but... its not often you see boars in Tokyo... ah regardless. There was moaning coming from the brother's room.
"Sister... uh...uh...sis..." It looked like the brother was trying to grab onto something. Hmm... whatever the case, its time for him to wake up, I need to do some work but I need him to come along as well...
"!!!"
Suddenly he grabbed onto me and hugged me as tight as possible. "Mmm... Fluffy... huh?"
Mentally disabled or not, I do not approve of such actions. A swift elbow jab in the stomach seemed to wake him up.
"Oouch! Hurt..." Mitzuaki grimiced in pain. He looked up. "No sister?"
"Nope, not yet, I'm afraid," I sighed back at him, then helped him out with his injury. "Sorry about, that, instinct."
"Hahaha..haha... tickles...haha," Mitzuaki laughed while I was treating him. "Where is sister?" He asked again.
"I don't know. Say, you mentioned something after hugging me, something about fluffy... is your sister fluffy?" I asked out of conversation purposes. Mentally disabled people require more retarded questions, I figured.
"Hug sister... become fluffy... hahaha," Mitzuaki continued laughing.
"Really..." This was getting nowhere.
"Alright, I have some business to do," I said while I helped MItzuaki dress up. "Since I can't leave you here alone, you'll just have to come with me for today. Please be on your best behavior. Hmm..." I looked through my wardrobe... maybe I can use something...? Ah, this looks appropriate. I took out a dog collar and put it around his neck. "There we go! That way you won't stray off too far, I presume? Now let's eat breakfast and get out of here!"
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Along the way out, I happen to see a boy walking towards the apartments. Gray hair, not very large, has a rather timid nature to him. I don't know why I took note of him as I left, but it seemed important at the time. Regardless. I wonder if Rufus has his library open on New Years Eve? If not I might as well go back to Kaoru's house and converse with him, then investigate the Tiger Crime Scene. Rwar, yes, that will be the plan for today.

[Dark-San]

~^~v~^~ Junichi Sohma ~^~v~^
~^~v~^~ A second chance? ~^~v~^~

Current mood: dilemma

“Whoever she was, she made me feel comfortable to be around with.”

This is so as what I thought. As we casually strolled down from neighbor- san’s house toward our household, she gave me lots of attention by asking me about my life, my experience. It was until that we touched onto the topic of family that she became quiet out of a sudden.

“Why were you crying?”

I felt stupid the instant I asked this question. Though it was out of concern, I knew that the reason would be probably her half- brother as she had told me while I was in her apartment earlier. Thanks goodness, she kept her silence.

“You know, even if he is happy there, he will be alright, and that should make you happy to know that he is alright.”

Scores! For a person who had never spoken a word of concern in his lifetime, I made the right speech at the critical moment. Mizuki beamed at me for the first time as we made our way down the hallway.

We met with the young man who had earlier prompted me to look for Mizuki, Saburo was his name. And much earlier than expected, I was quickly shoo- ed into the Sohma’s head chamber where I will come face to face for the first time with Shujouteki Sohma, the head of the household.


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(Later in the night)

I retired earlier into the night after a horrific encounter with the head.

“That guy’s a dork!”

I had simply brushed the matter off my back as I had always done whenever I met up with any difficulties. Maybe an early night rest will do the trick of refreshing me up for the next day. I crept into my assembled futon and laid there for the time to pass on.


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(Two hours later)

“Already 2 am in the wee- morning and I am still awake?”

I turned around to take a peek on the alarm clock that is placed beside me. For that last two hours, I had been tossing around every ten minutes or so, I could not sleep with so much thoughts racing through my mind.

A glimpse of Mizuki’s smile still lingers in my subconscious.

“Why do I keep thinking of her?”

Reflecting on the day’s events and analyzing every logical possibilities, I could not even arrived at a deduction. It has always been a habit of mine since first grade that I would come up with reasonable hypothetical conclusion to every problem I came across and this time round, I was single- handedly ‘beaten’ by a mere single twelve- year- old female.

I came with several theories to rationalize on my insomnia.

The first theory was that she and me was somehow related in some ways. She was my paternal relative (indirectly related by blood) and both of us were cursed. So we find each other quite easy going based on our life experiences.

The second theory could be the simple fact that she was the first female that I came into close contact to (besides my mom) after my eight long years of isolation. So at that jiffy instant, I felt that need to open up which I did, leading me to my current situation.

The last theory was the most sarcastic of all. I may be in love with her? I am definitely not a strong believer in the clichéd phrase, “Love at first sight” hence I preferred to call this ‘feeling’, Lust, if the last theory does proved to be the cause.

Whatever the theories would to be made evident, one thing was for sure. That was a god- given opportunity, she must be an angel that came from the heavens to create a choice to ‘bridge’ my unfortunate old self to my unforeseen future?

A dilemma occured and a choice to be made whether if I am to suppress my feeling and kept the matters of my heart locked away for good or to open up and confined, lightening the burden that I had carried with me for a long time?

“Is this a second chance for me?”

[Mewtwo-D2]

Mayumi- Horse
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I woke up early the next morning, like I always did. I usually went out for a run first thing in the morning, but a quick check of the thermometer outside my window nixed that idea. I glanced at my clock... 5:57 AM. No one would be up for hours. Maybe I would take that run after all...

I made my own breakfast, and while eating, idly flipped through the marked cookbook Zenshi had left out. Sukiyaki tonight, probably. I made a note of the ingredients that we didn't have and decided to stop by the store on my way back. Stun my dear cousin with my presience again, and save her a shopping trip. I didn't bother to leave a note- I'd be back well before anyone woke up.

I had my headphones on and my face down to sheild my eyes from the cold air. My body just followed my normal route on instinct. There was the supermarket, there was the small bakery, there was the neighborhood dojo, there was the park, there was the high school. I didn't have to look up to know I was passing each landmark. Here's the turnaround point....

*CRASH*


(Opening, if anyone wants to have had Mayumi run into them)

[EngiMatikul]

Mariko
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I believe in some detective cases, there are times where the detective is being targeted; when the culprit doesn't want the detective to know the truth, he may go to extreme means of making sure the supersluth won't find out... injuring or even killing the detective off. Is this the case for me? Could it be possible that someone is after me, for learning about the mysteries of tigers, little neighbor girls, and servants? IS THE WORLD COMING AFTER ME BECAUSE OF MY DESIRE TO REVEAL THE TRUTH?!??!?

Umm. Probably not, but that crash still hurt.

It took me a while to start regaining consciousness; by the time I had done so, I noticed the brother and another girl checking over to see if I was okay. They should know better than that. Well, maybe they don't. Coming to my senses, I opened my eyes and immediately jumped up, causing the two onlookers to recoil back in surprise.

"Oh! I'm so sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention..." The girl apologized.
"Wada? Hoi, now, who are you?" I scrutinized the girl carefully. She looked familiar... Hmm... she was rusty in appearance. Her hair was a "rusty" red color and her skin itself was also a tannish color. Yes, I think I've seen her figure before.
"Eh? Oh, right, my name is Mayumi--"
"THAT'S RIGHT!!" I exclaimed, unintentionally interrupting her. "You're that girl from school!"
...that girl from school?" Mayumi looked at me questioningly. "Ok... are you from <insert school name here> as well?"
"Eer... somewhat!" I rummaged through my clothes and took out a business card. "Detective Mariko, at your service! I tell you what, since you're a good girl who apologized to me AND since you're in the same school as I do, I'll solve any case you have FREE for the first time! Anything you want, whether it love, money, crime, strange encounters with random animals--"
"My, My, what's going on here?" My introduction was unfortunately ruined by an interrupting voice. From the appearance of Mayumi's reaction, it seems that she know the person as well.
"Joushirou-san! Where have you been?!?" Mayumi exclaimed.
Joushirou? I took a look at the new arrival. White hair... bulky build... and... the compass. Yes, it was him. Again.

"IT'S YOU!!!!!"

[Weasel Overlord]

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----- Rufus Valerius Sohma // Dog -----






Leaning against the wall, Rufus ruffed up his hair and sighed heavily. With all the damn distractions, he’d not managed to get any food! How irritating! His stomach rumbled and he winced, rubbing it ruefully, a stray noise catching his ear.

Cocking his head, Rufus listened with a frown. His hearing in this form was crap! Looking around in the corridor, he made sure that no-one was around. The kitchen door was firmly closed; good. Sidling into his room, Rufus embraced the usual slip-sliding of flesh over bones as he transformed into his more alert form.

Snuffing out of his room, leaving a clothes-pile behind him, he padded softly over to Kaoru’s door, where his clean and neat smell was mingling with that of someone he knew from somewhere else...

Pricking his ears and cocking his head, he snuffed at the crack beneath the door. A girl! If dogs could smile, Rufus’ face would have almost cracked with delight at that moment. Oho! Kaoru had a girl in his room! A smirk on his doggy face, he scampered back into his room and swiftly changed, the twinkle never leaving his eyes.

Quickly dressing himself, he dashed the few steps across the corridor and leaned gleefully against Kaoru’s closed door, pressing his ear to the wood in anticipation.

Muffled voices floated out, but all Rufus could hear was a “See ya!” and a deeper mumble which could only be Kaoru. Rubbing his hands together, he smirked blissfully, waiting for the girl to open the door and leave.

After about ten minutes, his hopeful look had began to fade when the door finally opened to show Kaoru, arms crossed and grumpy-looking.

“What are you doing?!” Rufus winked broadly, his eyebrow raised.

“Oh Kaoru darling! I didn’t know you’d found yourself a lady friend!” Rufus clasped his hands before him and batted his eyelashes.

“What the hell are you on about you old giffer? I don’t have a lady friend. You’re delusional, as usual. Now move, I want a drink.” Shaking his head sadly, Rufus sighed exaggeratedly.

“I never though you’d lie to me, Kaoru my love. But lie if you wish! I will find out! Oh yes... and anyway, she smelled familiar...”

“Shut up.” Kaoru shoved Rufus out of the way and stalked into the kitchen, a thunderous look on his face.

“And I hope you’re gonna be careful!” Rufus called after him with a dirty chuckle.

Kaoru stalked back out of the kitchen holding a glass and scowled at Rufus who was standing in the corridor, smirking.

“What are you smirking at?”

“Oh Kaoru darling, you’re always so defensive! Can’t your loving guardian enjoy the sight of his darling charge in love without being narked at?” He pouted, head cocked to one side in his favourite puppy-dog expression.

“M’not in love!” Kaoru’s face would have curdled milk. “She thinks I’m a servant for chrissakes! A fricken servant! Now move Rufus! I wanna clean my room...”

Sniggering to himself, Rufus moved out of the way, reaching out and ruffling Kaoru’s hair as he did.

“My little boy’s all grown up!” He smirked and dashed into his room before the thunderous teenager could exact his revenge. Slamming the door behind him, he leapt onto the double bed which took up most of the room. Flopping down with a sigh, he tried to recall the smell of the person in Kaoru’s room, and exactly where he knew her from. It was a very familiar smell..

One he smelled at least once a week, if not more. But whose!? His brow crinkled in concentration as he searched his smell-memories. The book smell lingered around the edges of his memory...the one that was associated with the library; all stale-smelling and brown coloured with a hint of dust that always made him choke a little.

A soft knock at his door jerked Rufus away from his smells and he sat sharply upright, wincing at the head-rush which lanced through his brain.

“Whu?” He called out fuzzily.

“It’s Joushiro, Rufus-san. Can I come in?”

“Yuh.” He grunted in assent, trying his hardest to bring the smell memories back.

“I’m getting tired, Rufus-sama, and you said I was to sleep in here...”

Springing to his feet, Rufus grinned at Joushiro. “Come in Jou-chaaan! You don’t mind sharing do you?” He winked at the worried looking Joushiro and patted the big bed suggestively. “Don’t worry Joushiro-bo, I won’t bite...” He chuckled.

“I... I’ll just sleep on the floor. Thanks Rufus-san.”

“I will sleep on the sofa, Jou-bo. You have my bed.” Rufus made a fancy gesture over his bed and backed out of the room with a bow. Sidling back into the kitchen, he was happy to find that its inhabitants had departed, and he opened the fridge and pulled out a chicken leg to chew on.

Retreating to the living room, he flopped on the sofa with a grunt, gave a half-hearted chew of the chicken before his eyes drifted shut.

The transformation always made him sleepy.

And anyway, maybe he’d remember that smell after a good kip...



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NB:
-bo (坊 (http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E5%9D%8A); ぼう (http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E3%81%BC%E3%81%86), ぼ (http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E3%81%BC))
An honorific ending for boy's names that mostly indicates cuteness.aaaw! *squee*

-'kip'
An English word for a sleep, nap, fourty winks. Etc.

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Hurt ~*~*~*~*~

Rubbing my jaw I held the rag to the now open hole inside of my mouth where a back tooth used to be. The tears had dried up by now as I lay in the bed in Rabbit kun’s room. He, who I found was named Saburo had taken me back here after Shujou had taken my back tooth as punishment for disobeying him. “How is it feeling?” He asked sitting down on the edge of the bed while I removed the rag from my mouth. “It stopped bleeding I see..” He took the rag from my hand and then looked back up, patting my head softly.

“I’m so sorry…” He began to apologize, rising to go and clean off the rag. “Please don’t disobey Shujou anymore.” He pleaded from the bathroom, running fresh water over the rag.

While he was gone I reached for the telephone and began to dial Abi’s number. After a few rings, Abi’s mom picked up, I had to wait even longer before Abi finally came to the phone. “Hello Abi? It’s Mizuki.” I began; there was a long moment of silence, most likely as he was trying to remember who I was. “I was that girl at the mall last night.” I added, hoping to jog his memory.

“OH! Mizuki, I never really got a chance to thank you.” He replied as I began to blush, I took in a deep breath as I tried to prepare for the second, harder part. “Listen I’m sorry but I cannot talk long, I have to go out looking…”

“That is what I wanted to talk to you about.” I quickly interrupted him. “I wanted to thank you for taking care of my little tiger cub.” I explained, my heart sank hearing the silence that separated us. He seemed so attached to me late last night, it was like I was his first friend, ever.

“Oh..” Abi’s voice broke on the other line, almost as if he were fighting back tears.

Biting my lip I looked around the room, trying to think of something, anything. My eyes finally landed on the tickets to tomorrow night’s dance at the school, I had bought those for Ruu-kun, but maybe Abi could show up too. “Abi could you come to the dance tomorrow night at school? I’ll bring her.” Her being the tiger cub.

“Yes! Of course I will show up!” Abi nearly shouted through the phone.

“Okay, okay I will see you there.” I sighed hanging up the phone, my eyes turning to see Junichi standing in the doorway. My eyes drifted down to the covers at my stomach from the bed. He had seen Shujou take my tooth, and then threaten to put me in the cat box. If there was one thing I truly hated, it was being pitied. He moved over to the side of the bed and pulled up a chair. “It doesn’t even hurt anymore.” I lied; the closer he got the faster the throbbing got.

“I just wanted to bring back your clothes.” He pointed over to the suitcase that he had brought in with him, laying it next to the doorway. To which Saburo walked past, taking a second to look at Junichi and then locked eyes with me, and continued past with a smile on his face, which only turned my face even redder. “Is there anything I can do?” He asked, focusing my attention back on him.

I shook my head in response both of us remaining silent for a few more awkward moments. “Thank you for coming.” I finally said looking up at his eyes and giving him a soft smile as he rose to his feet, sweat trickling down his cheek. After a few seconds he bent in, closing his eyes, what was he doing? Oh No he wasn’t going to try and.. I tilted my head back out of shock, not knowing he was trying to kiss my forehead. Instead our lips met in awkward shock. He drew in a breath in shock, his eyes opening wide in shock as did mine, before we both slowly closed them. Our lips moving as one for a heart beat, although it felt like a year.

He finally pulled away, stumbling out of the room with out saying another word. Trembling fingers found my lips as I felt them, trying to determine if that kiss, my first kiss, was real or was a dream. “Cute.” Saburo’s voice filled the room as he poked his head out of the doorway. Growling I grabbed my shoe from the floor and threw it in his general direction.

I still had to call Ruu-kun and ask him for the dance, I mean I wanted him to be my boyfriend…. Right?

[Weasel Overlord]

Yay! Snoofus! It's probably best not to ask... but the words "Yay", "Mabudachi" and "Trio!" come to mind...


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----- Rufus Valerius Sohma // Dog -----



Slung over the edge of the sofa, a half-eaten chicken leg dangling from his hand, Rufus made one of those really annoying snoring noises which instantly wakes you up from what is always a really good dream. This one had been about chasing rabbits...

Sitting bolt upright with a snort and a blink, Rufus looked sleepily around and gave a huge yawn and a stretch. Gazing at the chicken remains hungrily, he gave it an experimental lick before gnawing at the meat as he stood shakily to wobble into the kitchen.

Sofas were not comfy to sleep on. Oh no. Tossing the chicken bone over his shoulder, he opened the fridge and scanned for more grub. Reaching for a yoghurt Rufus was surprised to find his arm shoved out of the way and a grumpy, ruffled Kaoru-head snatched the yoghurt with a grunt before shuffling over to the drawer, snagging a spoon and shuffling back out.

“Hey...” Rufus called ineffectually after Kaoru. “Gah! Hungry...” Rufus mumbled, scratching behind his ear thoughtfully. “Food...” Grabbing some green-looking bread from the bread-bin, he jammed it into the rusty toaster, blinking blearily at the on switch. It didn’t get the message, so he poked it. The bread sulkily dropped below his line of sight and he mumbled in satisfaction at it before staggering out of the kitchen and into the bathroom for a wake-up dousing in cold water.

Twiddling at the tap, he dunked his head under the pathetic flow of water, and squinching his eyes closed tight, Rufus was finally roused (ish) from his sleepy state, only to be alerted suddenly by an annoying ringing sound, and an even more annoying smoky smell, and, if it was at all possible, an even more annoying siren as the fire alarm took it upon itself to decide that there was indeed smoke billowing from the kitchen, and as a consequence, something must, obviously, be on fire.

Groaning heavily, Rufus sprang upright, shaking water from his hair and making a dash for the kitchen to perform that age old ritual of trying to shout over the sound of the fire alarm, all the while swinging the door vigorously in a desperate effort to fan away the noise.

It did, eventually work, but by this time his toast was char, and that damn phone was still ringing!

“Bloody hell!!” Rufus shouted at the phone, picking it up violently.

“What!?”

“Woah Snoofus, calm it!” Rufus took a deep breath and grinned manically down the phone.

“Sorry bunny, bad morning.”

“Rufey, it’s five in the evening... how long have you been asleep?!”

“A while...” He mumbled. “ What do you want anyway, Saburo darling? I haven’t seen you for aaaages!”

“Aren’t I allowed to call up my favourite Sohma? And anyway, I’m bored. I’ve been foisted off looking after that Mizuki...” Rufus could almost hear the rolling eyes. “And I mean, I wouldn’t mind, of course, but she’s always escaping! And there’s some sort of sordid child’s dance soirée going on tomorrow night and I fear that she will get herself into trouble again... Shujoteki’s not taking kindly to her...ah, antics, you know.”

“Well, that doesn’t surprise me, bunny; if she’s showing herself off in public Shujo’s gonna get mad. It’s what he does, anyway. We misbehave, he tantrums.”

“He seems to really enjoy beating on her though. And I normally wouldn’t care, but she’s all young, and her damn behaviour is putting me under the spotlight! It’s bloody annoying Rufus!” Rufus shook his head. It wasn’t like Saburo to be annoyed about stuff.

“Dya want me to come over, bunny? I can make you feel better...” Rufus growled.

“Maybe you’d better wait until tomorrow night, Snoofus. The cubling will be out at her shindig then...” He trailed off suggestively. Rufus could almost smell the hormones down the phone and he grinned happily. Visiting Saburo-bunny was always good fun! Just like the old times.

“I’ll see you then! Looking forward to it Sabu-chaaan!”

“Indeed. Until tomorrow, dearest Rufey.” -click-

Rufus grinned, placing the phone into its holder in a decidedly better mood than when he woke up. He almost danced into the shower, bumping into Kaoru, who grunted at him in his usual way.

“Why are you so happy, old fogey?” He mumbled with a quizzical look.

“Nothing you’d understand, Kaoru darling! How’s your love-life?”

A scowl. “Piss off.” Rufus smirked at the back of Kaoru’s head as he slouched into the living room, and then bounded happily into the bathroom. Even the thought of a b-a-t-h didn’t faze him. He was seeing Saburo tomorrow! Hooray!

TAG Wenny!
TAG Vulpsy!

[Mewtwo-D2]

Mayumi Sohma- Horse
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I looked over at the strange girl, a little surprised.
"You know Joushirou too?"
"Of COURSE. I remember everyone- just one talent that makes me such a fantastic detective!"
I thought for a second about asking how she knew him, but figured that that might launch her into a much longer explanation of just where she knew him. Still, she would probably be a useful acquaintance to have. Well, no one was ever offended by politeness. But first...

"Shiro-chan, did you get lost again? You were supposed to come over last week... where have you been staying? It's too cold for you to wander around by yourself."
He shrugged. "With Rufus. It's not that bad."
I sighed, crossing my arms. "You should come home with me today, and stay there until New Year's at least. Have you even cracked a book since break started? Exams are right around the corner, you know."
"I know..."
I grabbed his hand. "Then you and I are going to do some studying today. By the way," I searched for her name for a moment, "Mariko-san, would you like to have breakfast with us today? It's the least I can do, since I knocked you down and all. I'm afraid I have to stop by the store first, but you're quite welcome. I'd offer lunch, but it's a bit early for that."

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Curious! ~*~*~*~*~

The house was long and strange as Rabbit-kun took me on the ground tour around the place. “How can you not get lost in here?” I chimed in as we passed the main dining room on our way back to our rooms. “Its so large.” I added as Rabbit kun seemed to smile with a hint of a giggle as we walked. I began to eye him cautiously wondering why he had been acting so weird since we had started this tour.

“Why do you keep acting so…” My heart caught in my throat as we rounded another corner to find Junichi walking from the other end. It was a set up, I knew it. Leave it to a lawyer to set me up. Rabbit-kun’s hands fell to the small of my back as he began to direct me forward.

“He’s cute, you should talk to him.” Rabbit kun whispered into my ear as Junichi looked as shocked as I was, backing up to the end of the hallway, looking in several directions to find a way out. “C’mon you don’t even have a date for the dance tomorrow.” He added, obviously having spotted the tickets in my room.

I shot him back a glare and ducked forward, grasping a hold of a random doorknob and twisting it open, running inside, and shutting and locking the door in a instant. “My heart belongs to Ruu-kun” I yelled over the knocking on the door, hopefully it would be enough for Rabbit-kun to leave me alone.

Something in the next room began to move; the room was a mess, clothing everywhere as if it had been strewn apart. “I know that voice!” A strange yet familiar voice announced, the voice belonged to a very beautiful young woman who ran into the room wearing the most beautiful white dress that I had ever seen. Then again I hadn’t seen many white dresses in my life. “Is that? Could it? Little Mizu?” She asked placing her hands over her face in shock.

“Oh! How much you have grown. You were just a little doll the last time I saw you! Oh and you have the beautiful hair, and you’re body, about to become a woman!” She exclaimed picking me up in shock and carrying me into her room, sitting me on her bed which seemed to be filled with clothing too. “Do you remember me? I used to dress you up when you were oh this high.” She explained holding a hand up to her hips.

I shook my head no, a little too shocked to form any words. “And what was that I heard? A hint of love for little Mizu? Oh you will have to tell me all about it! Oh I just have to dress you up!” Her voice seemed to go a million miles a hour as she ran off into the next room, opening up drawers, looking for clothing. “Go on, strip, strip, you have to try this on!” She sang happily, as all I could do was comply with what she said. What was the worse that could happen?

[Bulbasaur4]

*gets thrown in* AAAHHHCK! *falls on face* O.o;;;
*whine* Whuh-whuhy to people randomly jump out from the sidewalk bushes and throw me into these things? WHY?! lol ^_^

Name: Yi, An Kang Mei (most call her Mei)
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: An Kang Mei is the type of girl who can be very indecisive, but she tries her best. She’s very concrete on her moral values, but when it comes to the little things- like a sandwich or pasta, she can’t seem to decide very well and frets a lot when she can’t. She’s always friendly to pretty much anyone… which sometimes causes others to think of her as slightly ‘air-headed’ since she’ll pretty much walk up and befriend anyone. She’s very intelligent however, her street smarts are just not always up to par. She also has a soft spot for nature and will go outside a lot, even though it isn’t always great for her health.

History: Mei grew up all her life in a foreign island country, which very little people of heard about. (For fake name sake, we’re calling it Tid’bli) Her father was not from Tid’bli, but actually was a research doctor who stumbled upon the island and fell in love with Mei’s mother. The two of them raised Mei there when she was born, but she studied intensely from her father’s home schooling. Of course, she had quite a bit of her mother’s nature and learned a great deal about nature in general and grew a fondness for nature and spirits (which she fiercely believes in). The only problem was that Mei had a rare heart problem, which usually caused her to have to be extra careful on how much she pushes herself, but she doesn't like to make a big deal about it. As of late, a strange outbreak occurred and the people of the island slowly started falling ill and many of them were dying. Determined to research and find a cure, her father refused to leave the island and following suit, Mei’s mother decided to help him and her people. However, the two of them wanted to continue Mei’s schooling and also free her from the danger, and thus sent her away.
Leaving us to present day… or entrance of the RPG for Mei.
Mei was sent away to the current setting of the RPG, to take one year of high school (equivalent to a Senior in HS) and graduate, so that she can further her studies. She’s highly nervous although she wouldn’t show it much… and many of the things found in ‘modern’ society are rather new for her to experience- although she’s learned a great deal about them.

Appearance: Mei has a slightly exotic appearance, compared to most anyways. She stands at an average height of 5’7, with a petite and graceful build that can be comparative to a dancer (if she could dance.) Her skin is a sun-painted tan color, or in other words a very radiant tan color (think Su from Love Hina in a way… just not quite that tan.) Her tan skin is a striking contrast against her white-blonde hair, which when let completely down it reaches down to slightly past the midpoint of her back. However, she usually has it done upwards in an elaborate fashion which some how she does quite easily. Her eyes are an icy blue, which seems to be the only medium between her hair and skin. She usually adorns many thin silver bracelets upon her wrists, has a blue-stringed ankle bracelet and always wears a thin silver choker about her neck with a star pendant shining from it. Her clothes usually used to consist of a flowing half-skirt, which only had flaps upon the back and front and hugged about her hips like a lower a cummerbund. Upon her upper half she used to wear silky shirts that would hug her upper arms and flare outwards with a slightly low-cut or something to that extent. However, she rarely wears those anymore unless she’s at home or feeling comfortable (for she feels most comfortable in her native clothing). Now however, to try to blend in a bit, she wears regular tight faded black-like blue jeans and a simplistic light purple-violet halter top or blue, her favorite colors. This is subject to change of course.

Other: Mei’s only travel companion is her pet cat named Mitchka, whom is unnaturally small for a cat and looks like a kitten due to a growth problem. He loved greatly by Mei however. Mei also is currently staying with a family under good will, who was set up to take care of her by her father. (If someone wants that to be charrie’s home or family… that’s fine.) Oh, and for some reason... about half of the cursed zodiac don't change when she hugs them. Hrmrmm...



An Kang Mei
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Spirits! Don't STEP on them!!


"Wow... I really like your hat! It looks like a vibrant bird!" Mei's cheerful smooth tone called out, but unfortunately the complete stranger thought it rather odd than as a compliment. She merely picked up her pace and continued to walk faster away from Mei, as Mei tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"The people around here... aren't the most accepting of compliments." She said to herself quietly, taking a finger to her forehead and rubbing as she tried to figure out why that might be the case. Yet, she ceased doing that as she continued to walk down the path, holding a cruedly drawn map in her hand.

It hadn't been so long that her plane had arrived- and boy, what a trip it had been! Mei had heard of planes and how they flew... knew all about them, but had no idea how grand the general experience was. That, and the Almond snack packs were delicious- she hadn't tasted almonds before either. Mitchka, on the other hand, thought the flight was absolutely dreadful and refused to ever come out of Mei's handbag until the plane was firmly upon the ground and he could be darn sure that everyone was exiting.
They had exited the plane and perhaps by divine intervention... somehow they managed to navigate their way through the airport, get the extra luggage and found a taxi (although it took about an hour for Mei to summon a taxi, for her father failed to mention that small portion of her trip). The taxi had dropped her off not too far, and Mei had decided that a short walk to the house was in order.

The map had red arrows pointing where she was supposed to go and it wasn't too far- sure, lugging around three bags wasn't the smartest thing for Mei, but they had wheels. Wheels made everything alright for Mei in this situtation, at least that was her excuse. She knew if her parents saw her they'd be furious... but they weren't here and Mei was feeling extra adventerous.

After a bit of walking however, Mei's eyes widened with excitement as she walked down the path (rolling her large bags behind her) and saw a large house in front of her. Looking at her map, she nodded to herself, accepting her new place of residency.
"Waaaiii... this is so beautiful Mitchka!" She exclaimed as she continued to walk, Mitchka running ahead and sniffing the assorted flowers that weren't to far off. Mei was not used to the exact type of vegetation which grew in this country, and yet she did not deny that it was extremely gorgeous- especially around this house.
"I can't believe I get to live here...." Mei said with a grin, looking around wide-eyed like a flat-out tourist. "I wonder whom my father knew to contact such a great place." She wondered, shrugging as she came to the front of the house. Blinking, she looked about but didn't see anyone.

"Hmm... 'Ellooooo!!!" Mei suddenly called out, her voice traveling very well and have the magical ability not to make anothers ear hurl.




(*pokes pokes pokes*)

[Toxicity]

Heh...I've somehow done a lot of research on the Lolita fashion, courtesy of Wikipedia. ^^;


+Sohma Amaya ~ Flashin' the Fashion ^~+

The suddenly pepped-up Amaya began to smile and look back towards her younger cousin, Mizuki, now grown into a beautiful adolescent from the previous time she had seen her. All in her mind, the young woman currently clad as a Shirololi, or white-wearing Lolita, was trying to calculate the bodily sizes of her cousin, in comparison to the sizes she wore at that tender age. Lightly "hmming" to herself, she continued to delve deeper into the closet until she found a strange, possibly fitting idea.

Pulling out a one-piece garment, she examined it - a white dress with floral imprint on the top, thinly strapped, with a light pink ribbon around the waist portion. The same color tapered the bottom of the skirt portion, as well. Taking it off of the hanger, Amaya held it out towards Mizuki, asking for the consumer's opinion.

"Care to try this on, dear?" Amaya asked maternally. "But then again, you really don't want to seem TOO innocent, now do you?"

The adolescent girl thought about this for a moment, and then shook her head, mouthing "I think I'll pass..." quietly, before shivering. Nodding her head, the "fashion designer" continued to work with the clothes she still had from when she was younger, before her days of torment and prepatory school. She went through many fashions from the days of "bliss," ranging from the darker and punk-ish styles found in various western cultures to the sweet and light Lolita fashions of her native country.

"Found something!" Amaya cheered, causing possible dread for Mizuki as she heard the soft clink-clinks of chains. She pulled out a medium-length black skirt with chains on it, as well as an oriental-style top, and a rather quiet shoebox. "I hope you don't mind something like a jacket to go over this for when you're outside, dear."

"I won't..." Mizuki said sheepishly, her grin slightly showing this. Amaya smiled back at her before pulling out the orange, sleeveless top adorned with the rhinestone print of a flame underneath the Mandarin-styled collar, stretching out the material lightly to show that it, indeed, would not fit too tightly on her younger cousin, before handing it back. Afterwards, she opened the box to reveal glitter, make-up, and a few pairs of tights with cute patterns.

"Wow," Mizuki commented. "You mean, I can really wear this?!"

"Yep. Even the make-up and glitter."

"Thank you, cousin!" She exclaimed happily, hugging Amaya's form with gratitude, causing the young woman to blush.

"It's nothing, really." Amaya answered sheepishly. "Now, put it on and I might just help you with your make-up! If you feel great, I might even let you wear it for a little while tonight!"

Aww...how sweet. Cousin love. <3

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Curious! ~*~*~*~*~

“Ta DA!” Aunt Amaya announced as we walked into the kitchen, for the last hour she had been doing my hair, putting on make up, and helping me even try on various clothing items. So when she asked to show me off, I couldn’t just refuse. “How does she look?” She asked as Rabbit kun turned from the pot on the stove and eyed me with a large grin on his face.

With a flash of an even larger grin he turned to the person behind him. “Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful, right Junichi?” He asked as Junichi turned his head slowly, keeping his eyes looking almost directly at my feet, making sure not to make any eye contact. “Junichi” He nudged him, with a gulp he looked up, making eye contact with me as both of our faces warmed in embarrassment.

Aunt Amaya made her way over to the pot on the stove, oblivious to anything else as she sniffed the air around the pot. “Havn’t added the Chili powder?” She asked making her way to the shelves and providing a much needed distraction. “Where is it? The Chili Powder was here yesterday!”

“We’re all out, I was just about to go get some.” Rabbit kun shook his head in annoyance, pushing her out of the kitchen. “Tomorrow is your night to cook, well actually it’s all of ours because of the party”

“I’ll go!” I automatically chimed in.

Rabbit kun bit his lip, trying to phrase something in his head. Spinning around I made eye contact with Shujou, and bowing as properly as possible. Tonight I was riding a high that nothing could bring it down. “As long as I have your permission.” Shujou made a brief nod with his head, and before Aunt Amaya could even reach for her purse, I had grabbed it and ran out the door.

The dusk air swept through my hair as I walked down the sidewalk on my way to the local store. With a purse around my shoulder, no matter how large it was, I felt like one of those adult girls at school. Not just a kid playing dress up, but a real girl. “Chili Powder, Chili Powder.” I pondered to myself, what exactly did Chili Powder look like?

“MITCHKA! GET BACK HERE!” A voice screamed out as something small and furry brushed past between my legs. Mitchka? I asked in my head, looking around to see what it was. Out of the corner of my vision I caught the sight of a woman running at me, trying to hold on to her luggage while running. “MITCHKA! WAHH!” She screamed, slamming straight into me, and sending both of us falling onto the grass.

The world continued to spin around for a few seconds as something furry climbed onto my chest and meowed. “Hello there.” I whimpered, holding a finger to the small kitten’s muzzle. It mewed back in response and licked my finger a few times before jumping into it’s owner’s hands.

“I’m so sorry young woman.” The woman said, giving Mitchka a light petting before helping me up to my feet, I was still trying to think of why she had called me young woman. I was so used to being called a kid. The woman gasped and looked around, the contents of her purse and mine/Aunt Amaya’s were sprawled out across the grass.

Quickly I gathered up as many things that looked like something that belonged to Aunt Amaya. As fast as I could, I straightened my skirt, reassured her I was okay, and left as quickly as possible to the store. My heart was still beating when I had entered the automatic doors of the convenient store. Pulling out the wallet in the purse I began to flip through to see if I had enough money.

Something odd caught my eye, and then my blood froze. Who was An Kang Mei? Worse yet, what was I going to do with out any money? And returning with out money, with out Chili Powder, and grass stains on my skirt. Aunt Amaya would kill me. Oh I was in so much trouble.

[Bulbasaur4]

An Kang Mei
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ooo! Shiny!"


“Mitchka… you’re a little sprite.” Mei said lightly, patting the cat upon the head as she watched the other girl in the pretty outfit run off. Mei stood there smiling for a bit, as if absorbing the happiness that seemed to radiate from the girl’s aura before she looked back at her three large bags and sighed.
Opening her little purse, she pulled out the address to strangely find a key and that she indeed had gone to the wrong house- according to the address. The handwriting looked a bit different, but it was suitable enough. Humming to herself… she traveled a bit further as Mitchka yawned and perched himself on her shoulder- basking in the glory of the sun. The two of them traveled up a sidewalk, finally reaching the house (it seems once again). This time, instead of bellowing she simply went and knocked on the house and fidgeted slightly with her hands before the door was slid open.
“Hello?” A young man said hesitantly, staring at her as if she was something he had never seen before. Unbothered, Mei smiled happily and did a swift but gracious bow, enough to keep Mitchka perched on her shoulder.
“Hello! I am An Kang Mei and I thank you greatly for allowing me to stay in your lovely home! The Yi family is much obliged!” She bowed again, staring at him with a bright smile upon her face to only see more confusion.
“Um… well…” He said slowly, as if caught off guard. Mei however was quick to react as she whipped out her purse once more and rummaged through it .
“My father wrote you a letter and told me to give it to you. I’ll find it… ah ha!” She said brightly, grabbing the wallet which her father had given her and opening it to find the small piece of paper. But… she found not only money, but various other things that were not hers. “It was here…” Mei thought, before the memory of the girl flashed through her mind.
“Oh no!!” Mei exclaimed, dropping the wallet on the ground as she frantically looked at her bags and then back to the confused young man.
“I’m sorry and I don’t mean to be rude, but here.” Swiftly Mei handed the man the piece of paper with the address and a key that came with it.
“How did you get this… who are you..?” He began, but Mei swiftly started to run off in the other direction.
“Sorry again! I hope leaving my bags won’t be a problem- they’re not too heavy!” She waved, smiling again as her hair bounced slightly with her movements slightly as she ran back to where she had seen the girl disappear into a large building which she recognized as a grocery store of some sort.

Running and breathing with a bit of a gasp, soon Mei practically barged and crashed into the store’s entrance at the same time. Stopping suddenly as she entered, a few stares looked at her. Blinking, Mei calmed down and began walking into the store before she saw the girl once again.
“Waiiiit!” Mei called out, running to her. The girl looked relieved to see Mei, and Mei bowed once more.
“I believe you have- yes! That is it!” Mei said with a gleam, grabbing the wallet from the girl’s hands without hesitation. Mitchka lightly meowed as he opened and then reclosed his eyes, as if staying on Mei’s shoulder was the easiest thing in the world.
“D-do you have my wallet too?” The girl asked, as Mei blinked for a moment and then shook her head.
“I’m sorry… in my anxiousness to get here, I dropped it in front of the house I am staying in. I just flew in from a different country today so I was moving to the new place!” Mei smiled, as the girl looked at Mei and then suddenly it seemed to dawn on her how odd Mei looked. Her bright ice-bitten blue eyes, her almost white-blonde hair, the abnormally gleaming golden sun-kissed skin… and of course, the clothes. Mei wore her favorite blue skirt with a simplistic silky flap in the front of her legs and covering most of her buttocks in the back, but leaving the sides of her legs exposed. A tight ribbon-like waste connected the two about her hips, while her upper garment was a beautifully crafted white silk shirt rimmed in blue. It exposed her abdomen hugged tightly upon her lower ribs and middle figure, having a low-cut neck and short sleeves that billowed out. Her silver bracelets dangled about her petite wrist and the choker upon her neck gleamed in the light.
“My name is An Kang Mei.” Mei said with a bow, and the girl introduced herself as Mizuki. Giving a firm nod- as if suddenly coming to an idea- Mei spoke.
“I apologize for forgetting your wallet, I can show you where it is.” Mei said, and Mizuki seemed to nod as the two of them started to walk out of the store.
“She is going to be upset that I don’t have the Chili Powder yet….” Mizuki seemed to whisper, but Mei’s ears caught it as she turned to look at Mei.
“Chili Powder? I love Chili Powder! Well… I like lots of herbs and spices- they’re great for ceremonies and many things.” Mei giggled lightly, “I actually brought some home-made Chili Powder too.”
Mizuki’s eyes lit up, “You have some Chili Powder?”
“Why yes… if you’d like some, it is back by my bags which I left in front of my new place of staying and where I dropped your wallet!”


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[Tyler and Hobbes]

Sohma Kaze

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A baby cries hard in an apartment complex, as I pass in a car buried under the influence.

I yawned wearily, rubbing sleep from my eyes. It’s funny how that can build up after so many days of not sleeping, until one day you wake up and you’re an old person who chain smokes and has heavy bags under their eyes. I half-smirked at the thought, but kept walking. After I had first arrived at the flat, I had quickly scampered off, partly to explore, and partly to… well, actually being near people makes me feel god damn fucking uncomfortable, the way they talk and dress, their petty little problems that get in the way of everything else, the way everyone always thinks about sex… I sighed in puzzlement, absently scratching the back of my neck.

Since I had been there, I had seen three girls dress and undress, a tiger cub for some reason just rolling, and Rufus proposition god knows how many people for sex! Oh well, what can you do?

My sister had become something of a den-mother to half the people there in the kitchen, and had even made one of the girls there something to wear. Maybe I was just irritated for my lack of sleep, but even if I tried I couldn’t manage to pass off for more than a second. They shouted a lot, I would later discover about these people, every corner another person’s god damn problems, thinking theirs is the worst thing in the world. But there was always that one familiar smell, wherever I went, like a mixture of rosemary, garlic, and what I suspected was tomato sauce. It was like they covered every inch of the god damn house in spaghetti. I followed down every corridor, picking up different traces of conversation.

“What are you smirking at?” some boy (Kaoru? Maybe that’s what his name was) told Rufus in obvious embarrassment. “Okay, okay, I will see you there…” a girl said hesitantly behind a door as I passed on. Oh, and my favorite so far, “MITCHKA! GET BACK HERE!” this from somewhere outside the house. Supposedly there was a mental asylum down the street.

I stood outside the kitchen, waiting for all those god damn people to get out, except that my sister was in there… All of the sudden my mouth seemed dry, and all my clothes seemed tight. I felt myself trudge into the kitchen, interrupting what might have been a normal evenining (yeah right). I walked over to my sister, looked up at her, almost unable to fuck the words out, "Amaya, I l-" My eyes fell onto Shujouteki, my entire face going deathly pale, and I fell on the floor, passed out from exhaustion. I don't know what I would've said, and to this day I still don't, or even why I did it.

Life’s hell sometimes, I think.

Tag to Toxicity, Roy, Chiko-sai, Waves, and Dark. Oh, and forgive me if I’ve gotten anything wrong, I’ve been lost for quite some time. Sorry for the shortness and overall bleh. At least it's something.

[Prof. Jb Wolf]

Joushirou "Shiro-chan" Sohma
~The Cow/Ox~

Refreshed after the first night in a warm futon and after years of sleeping out side, Joushirou was already awake at the crack of down. Feeling grateful for having been put up for the night, he decided that he'd go out and purchase breakfast for everyone. It was about twenty minutes and five blocks away when he realized he; One - had no idea where he could buy breakfast and Two - was once again lost, this time without his gear. Though used to being so, the white haired Sohma couldn't help but curse again his horrid sense of direction. Within the confines of a home he was perfectly fine, but the minute his feet touched asphalt it was as if the Gods themselves did not wish for him to make it to his destination.

Fortunately for him soon after he came across someone who could help him - his favorite cousin Mayumi. Whether it was because the two were the closest in age or their similair transformed states, Joushirou had always been able to count on the Horse Sohma. Of course the scolding he usually got for his schoolwork could get a bit annoying, but it was a small price to pay for all the help she had given him.

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"Mariko-san, would you like to have breakfast with us today? It's the least I can do, since I knocked you down and all. I'm afraid I have to stop by the store first, but you're quite welcome. I'd offer lunch, but it's a bit early for that."

The smaller teen, Mariko, immediately grinned giving Joushirou the distinct impression of a cat who'd just caught something tasty. "I'll take you up on that offer, but I'm going to bring Brother-san here too!" She pointed at her companion, an older man who smiled much like a child.

"Ummm...sure, I guess that's fine."

"Great, you said your going to the store, right? Well then we'll need bacon, eggs, pancake mix..." On and on the smaller girl chattered as she grabbed up the big man's hand and began walking at a brisk place towards the grocery.

Watching her march off with her companion in tow, Joushirou gave his cousin an appraising look. "Quite a friend you've made Mayumi-chan."

"Yes, well hopefully the breakfast will perhaps quiet her down a bit." Taking his hand in a firm grip, she began leading the taller Sohma after the girl.

The group walked in relative silence, though Mariko never seemed to be quiet. She contined to jabber on and on about her detective skills and how strange her customers were (though half the time it seems she was at fault rather than her customers). "-and when I told her her husband was cheating on her, she refused to pay me! Can you believe tha-"

"Ano, Mariko-san perhaps we could change the subject? You haven't introduced your brother to us."

"Oh he's not MY brother, he's Neighbor-san's. He's Sohma Mitzuaki." SHe drew a little closer to the two and whispered slightly. "He's a little on the slow side so don't mind him if he starts acting like a child."

The two cousins traded a quick glance at the mention of the name Sohma. "Actually that name comes up a lot in my investigations - Sohma. Always in connection to animal problems...."

"Mariko-san you mentioned that you know my cousin Shiro-chan here, how'd you two meet."

"oh well..."

[EngiMatikul]

hmmm Mariko didn't know the brother was a Sohma... oh well, now she does...

Mariko
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"...that's a secret!" I winked at Joushirou while putting a finger over my lips. Joushirou just stood there looking dumb and confused like the brother I had to take care of. Oh well, what could be done about it? He has trouble finding his way across a street, much less remember what happened several years ago.
"Ara...Ara..." I shook my head in disbelief while glancing at the compass father had given him. "Still the same, even with that compass..."
"What?!?" Joushirou responded defensively. Before I could get into a lecture into improving his poor sense of direction using the compass, Mayumi indicated that we have arrived at her humble little place.
"Damn Mayumi!!" Someone's voice from inside the room. "What took you so long? I'm freakin' STARVING!!"
"Oh, hey Mayumi, I see you're finally back." Another voice. This time with a person to accompany it at the door. Hmmm... A girl of a strange green hair color and equally strange green eye color, appears refined and intelligent, resembles that of an educational instructor. Yes, I approve of this character; I gave her the thumbs up. "Oh, I see you brought Joushirou back, and... um, who is--"
"Great Detective Keisatsugi Mariko, at your service!!" I said before she could even finish her sentence.
"A great what?" The second voice finally revealed the person it belonged to. A messy young boy, uncouth and much in contrast to the other two young women living here. I ponder why they could possibly be living together here... I disapprove of this character. Thumbs down.
"Detective," I replied to the uncouth boy. I handed out my card to both tenants as they looked onto me with awe and speechlessness. "Yes, in case you have any problems ranging from missing children--" I looked at the intelligent lady "--to strange occurances at say, a party--" I changed my glance towards messyboy on the other side "--I'll take any request and charge you less than any other detective here in this city!!"
"...are there any other detectives in this city?..." Joushirou rudely interrupted.
"You wouldn't know because you'd get lost trying to find one!!" I replied frankly and cheerfully.

...I believe Joushirou at this time went to a random corner in the room and began sulking, but I didn't have time to focus on him too much as breakfast had been prepared and was being served.

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Walking back ~*~*~*~*~

With Mitchka walking next to me, Mei and I began to make our way back to where she had stashed her bags, Mei explaining to me about life on her island as we walked. “So how long do you plan to stay in Japan?” I asked, Mitchka rubbing against my leg and meowed ever so softly. I pet him back as Mei explained how she came here for her last year of school.

Mei gave me a weird glance and then crained her head over to look at Mitchka. “I have never seen him take such a liking to some one.” Mei said, I was beginning to wonder if Mitchka could smell the Tiger Spirit in me as we arrived in front of the house that was listed on Mei’s letter. “There must be something special…” Mei fell silent as we reached the door; a note that seemed to have been placed there for a while was taped to it, explaining the family had left for Germany on a last minute notice.

Mei fell back a few feet in shock, trying to regain her compulsor. “Maybe it is a joke.” I asked, snatching the letter off the door and flipping it around, before bending over and checking for a key under the doormat. Mei took in a few deep breaths, trying to hold together her compulser as we both sat down on the sidewalk. Mitchka moving over to Mei and nuzzling her hand in support.

Cradling the jar of chili powder she had given me out of her bag, all I could do is lay a sympathetic hand on the shoulder of someone who I had just gotten to know. Wind began to rustle down the street as the sun began to sit. “I have a apartment, but it’s tiny and I was going to get kicked out of it tomorrow night anyway, and it is half way across town.” I explained.

“Tomorrow?” Mei asked, her voice sounding as if it were far off.

“New Years Eve.” I laughed; I couldn’t believe anyone could have forgotten about what tomorrow was. “I have a friend that has a place too.” My mind flashed to Ruu-kun and the house he stayed at.

But both places were half way across town, and all Mei had was wierd coin money. My mind began to drift to Shoujo, and if he would notice some one hiding out in the Sohma house for one night. Obviously Shoujo was magical and knew things beyond just normal things, and he had a violent temper.

Obviously Aunt Amaya and Rabbit-kun could cover for me! All I had to do was ask them! With a smile I patted Mei’s shoulder and told her I would be right back. With a skip to my step I walked back to the kitchen. Now all I had to do was hide a human from the magical head of the house hold.

* Tags Toxcity, Yi, or Bulba *

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Ye gods. I am lost. Very lost. I mean. As I understand there are four groups here:
[Sohma Residence 1. Making dinner] Amaya, Saburo, Kaze (unconscious and therefore not making dinner, but in the same general vicinity), Junichi, Shujouteki
[Sohma Residence 2. 'Detective work'] Mayumi, Zenshi, Yazaki, Mariko, Joushiro
[Rufus's House. ???] Rufus, Kaoru (???)
[Walking home from grocery store] Mizuki, An Kang Mei
Corrections to this list are welcomed to aid my failing brain... oh, and I should post soon.. I think. I *better*. ARGH HERE I OFFER DRABBLEPOST that absolutely no one barring Kirstinius *cough*Young!Rufus*cough* is likely to read.

@Bulba-senpai: ... YI?! xD
@Wurzel: Look in PM inbox for full senseless chat/gripe/question x) ..oh, and I had an unlawfully good time writing our version of the Madubachi-trio. I apologize if you hadn't intended Rufus to be one of the 'higher-ranking' Sohmas.
@Vulps if reading: If your Cat is female we can pretend she has a male nickname! x) Um... I hope.
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Sohma Saburo
Rabbit, Male, Lawyer, Cruisin'
"How to have a completely ineffectual and space-filling flashback", or, "Indulgence in Theory"
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Saburo imagines there was a time when he first felt wanted. It was not a long time. It was fourteen days six hours twenty-nine minutes and forty seconds and each second counted out by the preciseness of his fastidious soul. Saburo was seventeen and he had never met any of the young masters of the mansion, not face to face; sometimes he bowed low and saw imperious-looking feet clad in tabi socks of the finest cotton.

This young master had not been imperious at all. In fact Saburo had made the appalling transgression (to Saburo, not the young master in question) of imagining that the amiable red-haired rake before him was an errand-boy from the printer's bringing some important manuscript to the head of the house. The deception was aided further in that the youthful Rufus Valerius Sohma was holding a stack of paper covered in a messy and not inelegant handwriting. As he was later to learn, that had been a draft for a novel Rufus had been writing: his first and only novel.

Dressed unkemptly and unconventionally, an extraordinarily disreputable hat crowning his coppery locks, the young Rufus Valerius Sohma had merely grinned at Saburo when the boy had politely asked to point him the way to the old master's rooms. He grinned wider, more like the Cheshire cat than any dog Saburo had ever known, when the boy impressed severely upon him the need to bow several times before the master and only look up when commanded to. The master at the time was doubtlessly not Shujouteki, but rather his father, then already ailing from a disease he would never recover from.

Rufus Valerius Sohma twinkled at Saburo, at the serious young boy with tame yellow eyes better suited to another, tipped his disreputable hat and replied that he knew exactly which procedure he was required to follow.

It was not till later, when he was summoned by an annoyed Sohma-sama to the hall where punishments usually took place, that he found out who the printer's errand-boy really was.

Rufus Valerius Sohma was there, still twinkling, as the head of the house chastised Saburo for daring to rebuke one of a much higher social standing of himself, and threatened beating, though it was not carried out since it was clear even to the clouded eyes of the elders that Saburo would soon be an asset to the family, with his great interest in law. After the haranguing was done, Saburo walked stooped and deferential out of the room only to be stopped by the slightly (only slightly) repentant cause of his lecture.

"Sorry about that, the old git does tend to get the wind up. ...Saburo, was it?"

Introductions were made. Saburo was won over all too quickly.

For the two weeks that Rufus Valerius Sohma stayed in the Sohma mansion, while the Dog looked about for a new place to stay (he had been turned out of his previous apartment for not paying the rent and, scandalously, flirting with the landlady's pretty daughter), Saburo found that it was hard not to be friends with him, or the other, the thirteenth, the left-out that they welcomed and made their duo a trio.

His memory of that time is glowing and golden. Though they are not able to meet as often as they would wish, now that they are all grown with different vocations and different responsibilities, he believes that nothing will ever dim their friendship. It is the crutch that supports him when Shujouteki rages, and says the hurtful words though he does not mean them, when he accuses and pinpoints and bullies Saburo and makes him feel unutterably lonely.

Strange, that Shujouteki now trusted Saburo, as Saburo had trusted Shujouteki, though Saburo more out of desperation and hope. Rufus also had a foster child - what was the name - an ambiguous name - a girl's name? Kaoru, that was it. And Saburo had the excellent Mizuki. And Mizuki was becoming, to be most frank in Saburo's lawyerly mind, a burden.

Saburo picks up the phone and dials Rufus, then; Rufus would be able to make him laugh. Rufus would be able to make him feel wanted for what he was, a thoughtful worrier with a nevertheless logical and fully functioning brain who said the most outrageous things when drunk (he had not meant to but Rufus and the other one had been so persuasive and they said midori was sweet and melon-flavoured and oh Sabu-chan we know how much you like sweet fruit drinks, but they didn't mention the alcohol content, and oh he'd had the most terrible hangover) or in confidence (something grown out of having had to be mild-mannered in front of everyone except two). Rufus wouldn't consider getting him into trouble if he didn't want anything to do with it (discounting persuasion). Ah dear Rufus.

His thoughts wander towards the missing link in their three.

The other one...

Messeur Whiskers, or properly called, the Cat...

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Saburo helps Amaya convey the swooned Kaze to a sofa. Shujouteki is frowning. His displeasure snakes like little boughs, of jealousy twined with something approaching disapproval. His gaze burns holes into Amaya's back, Amaya's lovely white-frocked back. The young woman is aware of his stare, her movements stiff as she puts a warm towel on the head of the boy. Saburo would have stayed, but the doorbell goes and he knows it is probably Mizuki, though the very smallest hope that it might be Rufus

(...or Mr Whiskers)

raises its head.

Saburo does not go bingo, he does not strike lotto. It is Mizuki and an odd lady both together. An odd lady with too blue eyes and beautiful tanned skin and outlandish clothes. And Mizuki wants him to help keep the odd lady a secret.

She does not listen when he tries, quietly, to reason with her that nothing is a secret from Shujouteki, who has spies in every corner. The odd lady, with a Chinese-sounding name (Yi An Kang Mei was it?), begins to apologize for imposing upon the hospitality of the Sohma, how wonderful and large-hearted a clan, how lovely the decor of the house-

Saburo wants an aspirin.

[Bulbasaur4]

@Chiko-sai = Yesh, Yi!! WEEE! Actually, for my Chinese class that is my given surname- Yi An Kang Mei is my Chinese name. ^_^ Tee hee! Given to me by my teacher, Wen Wei!


An Kang Mei
"Spices! Herbs! Rocks for everyone!
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Mei sweatdropped almost instantly as she watched Mizuki talk to her friend, asking him to keep her being in the house a complete secret. While Mei did have a habit of perhaps being a bit of a 'dreamer' or the type of person who perhaps did not always take things so seriously... or graciously... she did sense tension and a rather uncomfortable feeling arising from this "Saburo".
"Gomen..." Mei swiftly said lightly, holding up a tanned hand as she looked about the area for a moment. She had already babbled a tad bit about how the beautiful arrangement of the decor around and upon th ehouse was amazing, and how she was so surprised about how nice Mizuki and those she talked about seemed to be. Yet... once she was done a bit, Mizuki went back to asking Saburo to perhaps make things easier by keeping it a secret- to which he definately did not want to do nor did he approve.

The two turned to Mei, who smiled brightly like a cheerful flower as she gave a short bow.
"I don't want to cause any problems for you." She then looked to Saburo, and gave another short bow. "My family recently sent me here to take a year of school, and then hopefully graduate through the system so that I can further my studies. I'm from a distant tropic island, although my father was not a native- he knew people from around here. I was to stay in their home, but they had to leave in an emergency it seems and I cannot find a key inside the home." Mei withdrew a light breath, but swiftly turned around and rummaged through one of her large bags which she had next to her while Mitchka sunbathed upon another.

Taking from her bag, Mei had a small neatly-made brown jar that gleamed in the sunlight. Upon the top was a cork shoved in it, and Mei handed it to Mizuki.
"There. That is the chili powder you needed- I actually made it with my mother not too long ago. As for staying... I don't want to be a hassle."
Smiling cheerfully she looked to Saburo and then Mizuki, "I hope that I can get to know everyone around here and become friends. I'm a bit unfamiliar with this place and it would be so great to meet new people." She nodded as if matter-of-factly, and then grabbed her three large bags. Mitchka let out an annoyed meow, as he then leapt upon Mei's shoulder with great ease and seemed to sit neatly there like a kitten. (well he did look like one.)

"Wait... where are you going?" Mizuki asked, and Mei glanced at her and waved at the air.
"I can just sleep outside! Perhaps... here! Yes! Here!" Mei pointed to a distant area that may-or-may not have been part of the Sohma land- it was far enough from the house to be in question. however, it was a nice patch of grass that was guarded by a few trees, along with specks of flowers poking out from it every so often. Mitchka seemed to meow with approval at the spot. Without further notice, Mei simply lugged her bags over to the spot leaving Mizuki with Saburo as she hummed a strange foreign melody.

[Vulpix.ck87]

FINALLY!

Name: Sohma Kiyoshi
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Zodiac: Cat
Appearance: Kiyo never strikes you as being a tall person, in fact - despite that he’s 6’2” - he appears to be rather small, and this may be down to his narrow figure and daintily-pottering gait, or maybe his ability of folding his body in on itself by curling up or stooping or sitting cross-legged. Tussocky and mussed, his jet-black hair lies towards the front-centre of his head in a tufted and quipped, jutting fringe. His round, ever-so-slanted amber eyes are always wide-awake open, and typically pointed ears and brow always appear cocked and open to conversation and little scritchy noises. He’s peachy keen and has a solitary cowlick at the back that annoys everyone but himself :) Often relentlessly stares at people with an intensity that makes them very uncomfortable.
He has an absolute abandon of constrictive clothing - it makes him claustrophobic for the most part, though sometimes his love of snuggly things wins him over and so you may find him in a sleeveless-collared furry tank top or cashmere polo-neck; for the most part he dresses in loose shirts, linen pants and no socks. Bare feet or sandals are his choice of footwear - he can be a scary bugger, padding around silently and peering through the darkness at night. He wears his zodiac beads around his wrist, and by Shujouteki-law keeps them on even with his charcoal-coloured salesman suit.
Animal Appearance: A slender (if sorta gangly) black cat with yellow-amber eyes, short fur, and pricked ears. He has an inquisitive meow, can conjure smarm on whim, and tends to push his nose where it’s not welcome - a very ordinary kitty indeed. The cowlick remains..
Personality: He’s a tomcat - headstrong, bold and independent, with the scent of rivalry stinging strong in his nostrils. He can be ferocious, and Shujouteki absolutely makes his blood boil. Despite all this, he’s a soft pudding on the inside and he really appreciates the company of his friends (he, Saburo and Rufus are as thick as three thieves in a pod) and a casual easy-come/easy-go interaction with the public. He’s fairly well educated but god knows how - the most-likely explanation is through subliminal cat-nap learning and accidental eavesdropping, as he’s an undisciplined self-confessed slacker. He can come across as a bit of an airhead in general: carefree, ignorant, and blissful for all it’s worth - this is were charm comes into it, for a perpetually curious, innocent creature of such a laidback nature can never be disliked.
History: As tradition goes, Kiyo wasn’t very well received by the Sohmas due to his ‘cat curse’. Those who lived within the walls who were typically nice to the zodiac kids regarded him as a freak, and those who disliked the zodiac to begin with disliked him especially. This was partly to do with the fact that the cat was tricked out of his place in the mythical banquet by the rat, and partly to do with the bonus transformation the cat zodiac possesses: a disfigured and repulsive creature which I won’t mention so much in case you haven’t read that part of the manga yet.. ^_~
As children Saburo and Kiyoshi were generally unfriendly kids of a similar age, and so hardly ever interacted with each other, living in different parts of the Sohma residence. The stubborn and shy young Kiyoshi always wanted to be left alone for all that people disliked him, yet upon meeting an older Zodiac child he found himself in an unexpected war against the fiend. It was, namely, against Rufus - the jovial bully of a cousin who took to pestering Kiyo a lot in his kinship, but who also managed to bring the cat-child out of his shell with startling effectiveness. As they grew older it seemed that every consequent year brought a whole new litter of increasingly annoying zodiac sprogs, and eventually the Cat vs. Dog war ceased as the two joined forces to oppose the ‘young ’uns’. Another was added to their team in the form of Saburo, a politer creature who calmed the other two somewhat and completed their awesomeness.
And so they became an inseparable trio, and henceforth legend was made, though still a friendly teasing persisted between Kiyo and Rufus. Saburo went to law school, and as Rufus approached his winning long-term career as a lecherous freeloader, it came time for Kiyo’s traditional cat confinement within the Sohma grounds. True to his trip-switch rebellious nature, Kiyo adopted a ‘not bloody likely’ approach to the whole thing, had a fearsome fight with Shujouteki that no-one really knows about but which was discussed ravenously, and took off in the night to escape his imprisonment.
Out in the world at 19 he had no job or extensive education, and so pondered around for a while, half-starving, half-doing-odd-jobs. Then came his un/lucky break, for he managed to secure a job as a twine salesman. Popped fresh ‘n’ shiny in a suit the job came natural to him - it seemed he had a way of selling products to the customer that worked, even if it was by completely accidental and incompetent means. Fortunately, people like string (it’s an ever desired commodity!) and were taken in by his handsome face and innocent nature (also, customers were perhaps swayed by the fact that he was one of the few salesman on earth who actually believed in the product they were selling (Kiyo would often trail off mid pitch to sit there and play with the stuff, entranced)), and so he rose through the ranks to become Chief String Salesman and he was able to travel lots in order to sell twine - a dream come true indeed. He has humble aspirations of one day branching out into the yarn industry, but for now he returns to the Sohma household. Alas!
Relations: Saburo the wabbit and Rufus-Snoofus the ruppie. Uh.. All others are irrelevant? Naw, feel free to bug Kiyo!
Other:
1. An absolute technophobe, Kiyo blatantly refuses to try and understand how to work computers or walkmans or telephones, or to see the point in television.
2. He likes milk, meat and fish; warm places and fire. He has a head for heights and small spaces and is an expert napper. Sleeping barely four hours a night one may wonder how he remains so awake all the day long, and his sneaky secret is one that he does not keep secret whatsoever - in fact, Kiyo openly catnaps in a variety of public places, oft and without restraint.
3. Sometimes he is foolish enough to consume alcohol(namely the times when Rufus furtively slips liquor into his milk), and so consequentially gets blatheringly drunk. When he’s intoxicated, music kinda begins to makes sense . i.e. The beats start to get to him, and he will most likely do his drunken dance, which is the same for every genre of music under the sun, be it rap, classical, folk or popular music of any tempo. [Kiyo’s said dance involves shuffling his feet and moving his arms as if in a power-walking motion. He dances like your father would dance if he were on speed.] He is one funky cat ^_~
4. Otherwise music is meaningless nonsensical noise to him, and reading holds a similar weight - stationary words can simply not retain his interest - and though he enjoys and shows potential for contact sports, he usually loses sight of the game halfway through and ends up pouncing on/fighting with people like the fool that he is. Indeed, he’s a good fighter - wick, savage and instinctually feral.
5. Rain obscures his senses and puts him out somewhat, so in a similar league he keeps his showers short - just long enough to preserve his cleanliness an’ make himself smell dandy. He detests having wet hair. Other hates include citrus fruit and Shujouteki, who he hardly ever refers to by actual name (‘he’ or ‘it’ suffices instead).

*~The Cat Zodiac returns..~*

Kiyoshi’s eyes were wide-open as he took in his first sighting of the Sohma grounds for over six years. It had been a long enough vacation for him considering he had spent the former nineteen years cooped up with little outside escape. He wouldn’t kid himself - honestly, fear had kept him away. But it was a very real fear that had conquered many men - his predecessors hadn’t had enough of it to fight against their cursed fate, and had consequentially fallen victim to it. Kiyo spat in the face of his destiny, but hey he was the cat, and did they expect better etiquette than that?

The yellowed amber of his irises were lost to his wholly dilated pupils in the night, and in the half-light wrought by lit tourniquets of paraffin-sodden material upon resin soaked torches; the slender figure of the man upon the perimeter wall was hunched and shadowed, yet from the depth of his night-blackened eyes there shone a faint luminosity.. His sandals scuffed on the arched bricks, but not a sound was made as he dropped to the soft turf - all for the sigh of relief as a familiar grass tickled his toes through his open footwear. Little had changed in his absence if anything, but this did not strike him as odd, for it had been this way for many decades, nay, centuries. A beam of light illuminated a canidly unrestrained grin on the man’s face. A sandal nocked, a bag hitched, and so Kiyoshi sprinted across the lawn towards the far houses, his disposition as fleet as that of his zodiac animal.

Crouched and leaning against the door frame, the first thing Kiyo saw when the panel slid open was, against all likeliness, not the mildly surprised reeling of his teenhood friend or a pair of reluctantly-opened arms spread in welcome, but two fluffy bunny slippers embroidered swishily with the name Saburo in lilac stitching. Kiyo’s eyes flitted from the suitably adorned rabbit feet to the stripy pyjama bottoms, to the suit jacket hastily pulled on in mid-of-the-night confusion, and lastly to the sleep-crimped face of his dear friend which was, in fact, mildly surprised, but not half as reeling as Kiyoshi would have hoped. Ah well, to heck with it..

Kiyo lunged forward only to wrap his arms around the startled (rabbit-in-headlights) creature that was Saburo (who simply stood with his arms reticently pinned to his sides) and squeeged him in a gesture of near-brotherly affection. Saburo sniffed, whether in overwhelming emotion or in disdain to the embrace of this unexpected - and unpleasantly smelling - thing that was clinging to his waist, Kiyo did not know, though Kiyo was also not aware that the same man had been thinking about him - and not unusually - earlier. Either way, it was at least eight or ten seconds before the rabbit composed himself sufficiently to splutter a couple of well chosen words.

“You-you-you.. you git.”

Kiyo grinned a grin that was touchingly familiar after six years, and released his fellow Sohma to stretch luxuriously up to his proper be-hunched height. He peered around Saburo at the meticulously arranged folders and books and documents-of-Sohma-mystery upon the chic desk, and at the paperwork-ridden shelves (Overworked, poor soul.. Kiyo did think), and managed to a-spy an elegantly polished drink-making contraption not far beyond. Though well-preened, the whole place had a strong feel of adopted casualness as if it were truly Saburo’s own, and so Kiyo nodded approvingly.

“Weeell, you’re alone, eh?” Kiyo said swiftly, and skirted around Saburo before he could reply, only to stride into the bathroom as if oblivious to his own startling breach of etiquette. “I’m going to take a bath, ‘kay? Whip up a brew whilst I’m grooming, rmm?” And with that the panel door was swished shut and the sound of gushing water followed hastily. Saburo had not moved an inch since he had been clamped, as it were, by the smelly fiend, and he now stood stock still in the open doorway listening to his old friend rummaging through his fancy soaps and shiz (before the cat, finally content, settled on pouring copious amounts of bubble bath into the ‘washing-hole’), followed by sounds of stripping (Saburo grimaced slightly), and a splash and an ‘Aah!’.

Saburo closed the entrance door whilst slinking off his suit jacket, and sighed as he approached his tea cups (the wee Japanese variety) - a nice strong one for himself, perhaps. Filling a cup to the brim with milk and setting it upon the small table for ‘the cat’, he sighed half-happily, half-troubled. He was going to be in it deep for this, and so his feet twitched, even though Saburo felt oddly pleased. Why did people keep arriving at this room specifically..? For yes - and bah -, he had only just gotten rid of those other pests and finally nodded off. And oh! - it was late, wasn’t it? Saburo slumped where he stood, and succumbed to rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"I suppose no-one else knows Kiyo is here.." He remarked in whisper twixt successive yawns, and feeling a bit dazed the rabbit did what he did best and focused on concocting the perfect batch of tea..

With time to think as the splashing sounds continued in the bathroom Saburo considered things. They were such old friends and so he might as well see what Kiyo had in mind.. The rabbit found his hand leering towards the telephone, a slight smile upon his tanned features as he pondered calling Rufus up and inviting him over. No, this is probably that old dog’s fault, Saburo concluded, and he was rewarded for his assumptions when Kiyo strolled back into the room, his mind having been on similar things whilst soaking in the tub. In his recycled linen pants and ragging his hair upright with a freshly laundered towel Kiyo began with: ‘So you’ll never guess what Rufus told me..’

And whilst Saburo’s face remained prim and proper, an inner sigh of exasperation rolled over him as Kiyoshi proceeded to tell of how Rufus had called him and mentioned, by-the-by, that the rat had resurfaced from his shroud of his previously apparent non-existence. Rufus-the-tattletale strikes again.. Saburo rolled his eyes in his thoughts.

“I figured I’d shirk the whole stray act for a while and come visit my old buddies, I mean, it’s been a while since we talked face to face right?” And then he paused, distracted by something Saburo could not detect. Kiyo spoke very casually and in that innocent way he had of telling and not having agendas, but then he turned to Saburo and met his gaze, and Saburo flinched a little at the gleam of desperation he saw deep in those amber eyes, so similar to his own.

“Have you met him?” He asked, and Saburo gulped.

“The rat? Yes, as a matter of fact.. He returned yesterday to no applaud, it’s all been very hush-hush.” He hesitated before going on. “His name is Junichi Sohma, and if I must say, he comes across as a very insolent young man, no more than fifteen years of age at that-” Saburo was cut off by Kiyo’s falling face. He looked as if his hopeful heart had finally succumbed to the inevitable, impending doom that had been on his tail for the majority of his life.

“He’s but a child?” Kiyo’s voiced rasped. Saburo peered at Kiyoshi over his third cup of tea.

“Yes, I’m sorry.. What did you have planned?” He asked slowly. Saburo could have guessed from the look on his old friend’s face as the cat folded over in defeat to hit his head on the table. He stayed there, forehead on the cold surface, staring at the woodwork. Kiyoshi had returned upon news of the rat, the rat which had in legend tricked the cat. If he could have beaten the rat, Kiyo’s feeble hope would have been to return to the family, accepted, nay, loved.. It was a pitiful dream but it was all he had had to cling to.

“I don’t want to run forever..” Kiyoshi whispered in the silence of the room, Saburo sitting stiffly opposite him fidgeted slightly. If only he could fight the rat, he could show everybody.. But he’s only a boy. Kiyo closed his eyes and voiced through the murk of the groan in his throat.

“How could I ever..?”

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HURRAH FOR FURUBA!! *dances with tiny Shigure doll* Don't worry about Kiyo, he'll get over it.

[Weasel Overlord]

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---* Rufus Valerius Sohma // Dog *---

It was getting late at night now, and Rufus was bored bored bored! Kaoru was sulking in his room or somewhere, there was nothing on TV and he’d read all his books a million times already. Looking moodily at the bookshelf, Rufus scowled. Nothing!

Bah!

There was always work, but he wasn’t in the mood to write, and plus it was too much like, well…work, really.

Bah!

"Kaoru! Kaoru darling!!" He yelled hopefully. Nothing. Maybe the boy was in a mood with him. Not like it would make any difference; Kaoru was always in a mood with Rufus. Maybe it was something he’d said?

Struggling to his feet, Rufus meandered boredly out into the corridor and came to a stop outside the teenager’s door. Raising his hand, he knocked loudly and was gratified to hear a grunt come from within. "Kaoru?"

"Piss off." Rufus scowled at the squeaky-clean door and slouched back into the living room to flop despondently on the couch. He didn’t even have anyone to tease! He exhaled a big, breathy sigh in the way only a dog could manage, a soulful look in his eyes as he regarded the phone thoughtfully.

It had only been the night before when he’d been talking to Saburo-bunny and already he was missing him once more. Maybe he should call him…

But he might be in bed…

Rufus stared doubtfully at the phone, unsure of whether to risk his favourite rabbit’s wrath at this time of night.

"Nah…he’ll be sleeping…" Rufus shook his head with a frown. But oh, he was just so bored! And he had a strange feeling about this night, anyway. Maybe he should go and visit him…

But he wouldn’t want to be woken up, after all… so maybe he should wait until tomorrow…

Nah. Standing up purposefully, Rufus strode to the hat-stand and flipped on his hat, thrusting his hands into the sleeves of his coat and flinging his cloak over his shoulders with a happy smile on his face.

He’d go and visit Saburo! Surely he wouldn’t mind been woken up at this time of night if it was Rufus at the door! Grabbing his key, he opened the front door quietly so as to not alert Kaoru that he was leaving. The boy could look after himself for a night, and the less people who knew that Rufus was at Sab-bunny’s the less people could also decide to drop in for a visit.

It didn’t take him long to finally arrive; it never did. The path was so well-known that Rufus could have walked it in his sleep if he’d had to at any time. And the dog spirit of the zodiac almost never needed streetlights, even though they did help him to look more normal, rather than like a strange-looking man wandering the streets in the pitch black, clad in a cloak and a rather dashing hat like a murderer prowling the darkness for his next victim.

He was about halfway there when it began to rain. Glaring up at the skies, Rufus growled under his breath. Godamnit! Rain!

Putting more of a hurry in his steps, he fair scampered down the abandoned road to the Sohma residence, anxious to get out of the rain as soon as he possibly could.

‘Cause we all know what happens when it rains…


**Poof**


In the centre of the pavement stood a very disgruntled, very soggy and generally very smelly dog of the Husky variety, surrounded by a pile of sodden clothes and with a very dashing hat perched perkily over one ear.

The dog raised an eyebrow and said "Shit!" with quite some ferocity, which would surely have surprised any passers-by, should they have happened to hear this curse coming from the mouth of the purebred-looking Copper Husky which no doubt had a pedigree a few miles long.

Even more surprising, should there in fact, have been any onlookers, would have been the sight of the dog bending down and gathering up the scattered and soggy clothes in its mouth before scampering off, hat still on head, in the direction of the main Sohma household.

Slipping easily through the gates, Rufus paused for a second to get his bearings before shooting off to Saburo-bunny’s house which he remembered oh-so well. He only hoped that he didn’t have any visitors tonight…

Placing his pile of clothes on the step, Rufus stood on his hind-legs and leant against the door, reaching over to prod the handily placed bell with a wet nose. Saburo had had that bell installed long ago, when he’d moved into this particular house, when he’d got sick of Rufus scratching his old door to woody shreds in his doggy form.

Dropping to all fours once more, Rufus sat, head cocked to one side, waiting for the no-doubt disgruntled Saburo to answer his door.

The sound of someone grumbling and trudging down a corridor reached his ears and his tongue lolled out in anticipation of seeing Saburo-bunny again.

His tail thumped on the step as the sounds grew closer.


**Poof**


The door opened and Saburo’s mouth dropped open.

He looked at Rufus’ grinning face, as per usual topped off with his oh-so dashing hat. And then his gaze fell gradually downwards at Rufus’ oh-so naked body, standing on his doorstep with a pile of clothes at his feet and a rogueish smile crooking his lips.

"Hey bunny."

"Rufus?!"

"I figured I’d drop by… its sooo boring at home Sabu, you have no idea! So can I come in? It’s a tad chilly out here, ya know?"

"I noticed…" Saburo grinned wryly, his gaze dropping once more, and then rising to take in the goosepimples beginning to form all over Rufus’ body.

"Come on in then." He sighed with a scowl, although it was a half-hearted one. He couldn’t quite cover up the smile which was beginning to spread across his face.

Bending down to retrieve his clothes, Rufus followed Saburo into the house, closing the door carefully behind him and pottering into the living room, making little squelching noises as his feet touched the floor.

His eyes widened as he sauntered through the paper doorway to be greeted with a sight he’d thought wasn’t possible to see.



Rufus dropped his clothes and dashed over to where Kiyoshi Sohma was lounging with a big smile.

"KIYOSHIIIII!!" Rufus, clad only in his oh-so dashing hat, flung himself at the startled cat in glee.

"Hey Snoofus. I see you’re naked again." He raised an eyebrow with a smirk and stood to embrace the happy Rufus.

The pair broke apart with a grin.

"I see you’re [I]still wearing that hat…" Kiyo sniggered.

"Damn right I am. This is my favourite hat, after all." Rufus smirked in return.

"How’ve you been, Whiskers? You didn’t cheat on me while we were apart, did you"

"Why would I do something like that, Snoofus?"

"Alright!" They chorused, banging their fists together with a thumbs up.
"How about you, Sabu-chaaan? How’ve you been in the absence of your two favourite people?" Rufus twinkled at Saburo.

"It’s been…trying. But seriously Rufey, can we talk when you’re… dressed? Hmm? I’ll go run you a bath, you must be freezing! Would you like some tea? Or something to eat?" He chattered over his shoulder as he pottered out into the kitchen to make some tea in one of his spectacular teapots.

Rufus winced at the dreaded word, knowing full well that Saburo had probably only thrown it in there to freak him out in return for turning up naked on his doorstep in the middle of the night. With a giant, barely-stifled yawn, he flopped down on the fussy little rug in the middle of the room and smiled. It was good to be back with his friends; even if it was only for one night.

[Vulpix.ck87]

*sobs* I couldn't resist ; _ ; Sorreee ..! *dances around Wenny and Wurzo*

[WURZ OVERMOD POST CONTINUED! -->]

Sohma Kiyoshi ~ He's.. kitteney.. an' shiz.


“Ah, Snoofus, how I’ve missed you..!” Kiyo sighed and - seeing Saburo grimace from the ‘kitchen’ at the two lovesick impostors flouncing around in his living room - he flopped down onto the rug with his favourite mutt, curling up and laying over Rufus’ bare chest contentedly, despite the slick ‘n’ soggy nature of his torso. There was a clatter of embarrassment and Kiyo smiled happily as Saburo fumbled with his precious teapot upon sight of the 'unashamed two'. Stealing Rufus’ hat and flopping it over his own eyes, Kiyoshi laid there grinning like a fool.

“Hey, you know what!?” He suddenly cried out against the quiet of the room, being over loud and enunciatey as some half-brained result of his current blindness. “We should all go fishing tomorrow! Oh, it would be so fun.. Or to the beach! Yeeaeh?!”

Rufus chuckled, amused by his friend’s overexcitement and imagining the frolicking fun they would have.. If only it wasn’t mid-winter... A-heh..

“Ahh.. We could do that. But it’s New Years Eve tomorrow - or today, considering the time - and, even if you, you know, don’t turn up to have Shujou flay your guts an' all, unfortunately, myself and Bunny must attend..”

Kiyo yawned, attempting to give off the impression that he was scarcely concerned, “I’ve never been invited anyway, remember? The kitty was never invited..”

“Hey, it’ll be a drag anyway. Believe me you’re not missing anything,” Saburo chimed in from behind his tea-set (which he could apparently not bear to abandon for more than ten minutes). “Bad food, bad clothes, you’re not missing aaanything.” He repeated, then ventured tentatively. “But, ah, about Shujou? Do we mention the fact that you’re here bathing in my bathroom and snuggling his favourite lapdog or..?”

“Hrmm..” Kiyo frowned. “About that..” he sighed somewhat pensievely, before deciding to furtively escape the question in a way that would thoroughly distract his favourite rabbit-kun.. In a very blunt manner he said: “You smell like wet dog, Snoofus. I think I’m agonna retreat now..” And true to his word, Kiyo the fleet scurried off to find the warmest, comfiest, fluffiest place in Saburo’s quarters. Hugging his legs to his chest on his perch, he cackled as one Sohma Saburo shooed one Rufus-the-whiffy-Snoofus into the bathroom (“Sorry Roof, but that smell really is starting to spread..”) and called out gaily “Check out the fancy soaps! He’s got glitter an’ shiz!”, before snurgling down to kip on Saburo’s couchy goodness..

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I love pointless posts! Hurrah!

Rufus from the bathroom: 'Argh, spilshy!' [Grumble, mumble..] 'Ooooh..! This one smells like biscuits!'

..HURRAH!

[Dark-San]

v^~ Junichi Sohma ~^v
v^~ The first meeting with a natural enemy ~^v

Current mood: Horror

~^~v~^~v~^~v~^~

(Back, locked up in the bedroom)

It was back to my loner days, as I sat upright on my desk, pondering over evening’s events. My concentration swayed like a pendulum swinging between the fine line that divides between reality and the imaginary world. Was that accidental kiss on Mizuki’s lips the cause of my loss of concentration?

This thought had fussed up my mind for quite some time as I closed my next semester textbooks, which I had planned to revise on earlier to kill time.

“Argh, I’m going nuts!”

Swinging aside both arms, I pushed over all the stacks of books off from the desk causing one particular textbook to drop onto the floor.

“Hey what is this?”

“Hah my Mandarin textbook…”

Slowly, I bent down and picked up the book. A sudden childish smacked me right across the face.

“What is the similarity between tiger and rat?”

Tiger in Chinese characters is written as,

老虎 (Pronounces as lao hu)

While the rat is written as,

老鼠 (Pronounces as lao shu)

Looks like Mizuki’s and my zodiac animals had one character in common, the word 老, appear once, for each of us.

老 in Chinese would mean old. And my foolish theory was that perhaps Mizuki and me are fated to be together at least to the blissful ripen age.


~^~v~^~v~^~v~^~

(On the way to the Kitchen)

“Hah bother…”

I was instead getting a bit thirsty, I moved down the stairway to the intended direction of the Kitchen.

My natural instincts kicked up when I was just a few meters from Saburo’s room. The uneasy feeling acted up with immediate effect, without much warning. I had felt this for the second time in my life with the first when I was five years old. That time I was almost hit by a car, a clearly close shave from having a date with the Shimigami.

“Could it be him?”

My worst fears were confirmed…

OOC: Tags Roy and Vul

[Roy Karrde]

Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ I understand….~*~*~*~*~

3 Hours ago

I understand…

I understand…

I kept saying those words into the phone, over and over again even though the call had long since ended. Footsteps slowly appeared behind me, stopping at the doorway before walking around the side of the mat on the floor and sat down next to me. Rabbit-kun bent over taking the phone from my trembling hands. “Hello?” He asked into the receiver. “Hello?” He asked again, before finally hearing the dial tone and slowly sitting the phone down.

“I hate him…” tears rolled down my eyes as I balled my fist in anger. “I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.” I repeated over and over, slamming my fists into Rabbit-kun’s chest over and over again until he grabbed hold of me.

His eyes wondered over me before finally stopping at the tickets for the party tomorrow in my balled up hands. Rabbit-kun drew in a long sigh lowering us both down to the mat. “I understand, I know what rejection feels like..” He began to say.

I looked back up at him with a fury and anger in my eyes that I had never felt before. “You have no idea what it feels like, I gave everything to Ruu-kun, he’s my best friend, I even showed him the curse, and what did he do in return? Say that I wouldn’t want a boyfriend like him, I-I don’t understand.” I whimpered, sinking into Rabbit-kun’s arms

All he repeated was ‘I know, I know.’ Before finally taking the tickets from my hand.


Present Time: Near Midnight

Walking through the muddy grass with a steady stream of rain falling onto my head, I made my way down to that distant patch of land that Mei and Mitchka were camping out at. There I found them, huddled together, both shaking in the downpour that had started. Just a few degrees colder and the rain would be snow. “I brought blankets..” I smiled, offering the few blankets that I had brought with me.

Mei quickly took one gratefully thanking me as she wrapped one around her back and put another in her lap to keep Mitchka warm. “Thank… you.” Mei said through chattering teeth, her eyes looked up and down me before finally stopping on my blood shot eyes. “You’ve been crying?” She asked, patting the ground next to her.

I nodded sitting down next to her and placing a blanket around me as the rain continued to pour. “Why are boys so stupid?” I finally asked, my teeth just as shaky as her’s as Mitchka poked his small head out from under the blanket.

Mei seemed to nod for a few minutes before finally speaking up. “A boy problem..”

I brought the blanket closer, snuggling tight in it’s warmth. “They don’t understand, and they act all stupid, and string you along, pretending they like you.” Anger and Frustration welled up in me, like an unstoppable torrent of water that just flowed from my mouth. “And you trust them and they hurt you, and hurt you and hurt you.” All my hatred for Ruu-kun just bubbled out, emotions filling me. Till suddenly….


Poof

Suddenly my world became the color of the blanket. Realization dawned on me as I climbed my way out of the blanket, I had changed… at the worst possible time. “Mizuki?” Mei asked in shock picking me up and bringing me up to eye level. “Is that you?”

[Inferno_Dragon]

Sorry for the longgggggggggg delay, I have been busy.

Name: Ayato Sohma
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality:
Ayato is very confident in himself sometimes even too overconfident. He occasionally talks about himself most of time … okay all of the time. When he comes across something passionate that he wants to accomplish, he tries as hard as he can to finish that goal or project … although it does take him quite awhile especially when it comes to finding his true heart with friends and family. Ayato is very devoted to his friends and family and he LOVES to be the center attention. When he is around woman, he is able to turn his “charm” to impress them … the downside is that the charm might be too strong and he doesn’t turn it off no matter how strong it is.
History:
He goes to the local college to continue his education. He owns a beauty shop named after himself. His reason of doing this is to get in touch with the ladies. Ayato lives alone but would like to live with either a family member or someone he could get along with.
Appearance:
Ayato is 5’11 with sparkling green eyes (although they do change often to different colors but no one knows why so they don’t bother.) His hair color is a mixture of white and green. (So his animal form is a greenish-white Cobra.) Usually he wears a outfit that matches the colors of his eyes whatever it may be but when he is truly romantic, he wears something bold like romantic red with a touch of pink or white. He wears a necklace of lilac beads that give off a odor of fragrant passion.
Animal Appearance:
Nothing here, yet.
Other:
Transports Other into Starcraft. Activates the Nuclear Launch and waits for Other to be vaporized.

Ayato
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I had just finished my last class of the day and it was almost time for me to head towards my shop. I walked past the other students. I did see some family members. I waved at them but walked past them. I never actually interact with them very much. Okay, I do but if there is something happening to them, I am not aware of it. And why should I? I only care that I am the focus. So I am usually doing homework or working at the shop. I mean I don't have to get along with them just because they are family. On the way to the shop, I passed a couple of girls. I turned on my charm to get their attention but they just snickered.

"How rude!" I said.

I walked past some of the "other" beauty shops and snicked. They weren't as great as mine was. I had the best products and I always had the most interesting customers where their customers were probably just plain. Mine were always fantastic and always wanted to keep up their appearances. I opened the door to the shop.

"Okay, let's get to work people! We have dreams to fulfill."

[Bulbasaur4]

An Kang Mei
~*~*~*~


Mei blinked, looking at the little tiger that was now swamped with a large blanket about it. Making the connection instantly, Mei picked up the small tiger cub which- if it showed expression in its eyes- Mei instantly recognized as still being Mizuki.
"Is that you Mizuki?" Mei asked, as the cub let out a small yowl-like noise. Mei could easily sense the fear in the cub, and Mei swiftly hugged it. With the rain pattering down upon her face and hair, Mei simply smiled and took the blankets and wrapped them about her head so that the rain was blocked slightly. It was odd to be so wet and have no shelter... and Mei quickly covered her three bags with the remaining blanket to prevent them from getting too wet.
Then, Mei softly stroked Mizuki's fur.
"Now then... I had heard of a legend about some people who turned into animals back at my Island." Mei said for a moment, but then stopped.
"Hey, males can be quite stupid." Mei said, "However... I believe that they can surprise us. Some times they leave, some times they come back... some times they stay in the gray. While I might not have much use or much idea as to what exactly you've been through..." Mei continued to say softly to the tiger. "I can say that, from my experience... it is better to keep a smile on your face and hope. Hope gets me through."

Suddenly, Mitchka gave a yowl and Mei looked up to see a figure approaching. The tiger swiftly seemed to shiver, as if nervous from this approaching figure.
"Hey... who are you?" The figure suddenly called out, approaching them to reveal he was a male.
"Umm... I'm An Kang Mei." Mei said, shivering slightly. "I just... was gathering here for shelter since I am locked out of my house. I just... happened to see this tiger cub out in the rain." Mei smiled, the words flowing easily. "Is it yours?" She said, shivering a bit more.

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Matsuno Kaoru
Male, Student, "Whatever" Syndrome (also termed Squall or Rukawa Syndrome)
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He was home alone.

It seemed like only just now that the flat was crammed full of people that you couldn't even breathe without catching a noseful of Amaya's incense, or the faint scent of dog that indicated the presence of Rufus. But Sohma were Sohma, and in true, Sohma, senseless, oddball fashion, had trooped out in twos and threes to the main mansion. And Rufus, as gaily as a - well, as a dog, had strolled out of the place not long after the phone call...

that dratted phone call...

Misunderstandings abounded whenever you were dealing with this family, that much Kaoru was certain of. He had not shown much romantic emotion towards Mizuki (he thought) - beyond the occasional half-affectionate pat on the head, cynical teasing, noncommittal remarks on her style of dressing. At most, she was a little sister to him, and nothing more, though if truth be said the reality was something closer to friend. Distant friend. Acquaintance. Someone Rufus had told him to be nice to. A naive little girl trying her best to make her way in high school, years ahead of her time.

(She has a retarded brother. Sohma clan head hates her. What kind of male are you?)

Just a regular guy. That was all he ever wanted to be. He'd heard from a girl in his class once, just newly dumped, that all males were assholes. Perception, that was it. And experience. It depended on who you were. What you had gone through, and what other people had done to you.

Kaoru wandered out of his room, and stood in the hall of the apartment, such as it was. Alone. Well, alone was the best time for ... that.

He got out the mop and bucket and broom, tied a washcloth round his head, and began cleaning house, methodically, even taking the time to polish the extremely odd occult items in Amaya's room.

He told himself it wasn't just to clear his head, or to help himself to forget about that phone call.

He'd never liked dancing, anyway.
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OOC: The crappiest post I've done since forever, and no transcribed breaking-Mizuki's-heart phone call. ...Because I suck like that. Expect Saburo, Kiyoshi-mooning and ratcatching soon. Will edit post if no one else posts before I'm done (highly unlikely).

[Roy Karrde]

Gahh I was waiting for Yi to add on but anyway…


Mizuki ‘Fireball’ Sohma
~*~*~*~*~ Right up the Tree…~*~*~*~*~

My claws made short work of the bark as I scampered up the tree and out of sight, the rain matting my fur as I clung to the tree, far above my friend and… Ruu-kun. “What are you doing out here in the pouring rain?” He asked as I watched both of them talk, my friend explaining why she was there.

A small growl came from my throat, as either tears or rain ran down my muzzle. “I was going to go check on my room mate, but, there is also some one I don’t want to run into.” He mumbled looking away from Mei before turning back to her. “Oh you can come back to my place, it’s warm and better than here, that is… if you want.” He offered, taking her hand and leading her away from the tree under his umbrella, making sure to be several steps ahead of her. No No NO! How could Mei betray me? Ruu-kun was supposed to like me! He was supposed to take me to his place, and out of the rain.

Hurt and shocked, I released my claw’s hold on the tree, falling to the ground in a whimper, water and mud soaking my fur. Limping back, some how I made my way back home and back into my room, pushing open the door with my paw and collapsing on my pillow. “How could you Mei?” I mumbled through my muzzle and shifted around on my pillow causing something to squeak in pain.

“Ow ow.” A small Rat head poked out of my pillow and then looked up at me in awe and shock, his eyes falling onto my sharp teeth. “Don’t eat me, please don’t eat me, I was just hiding..” He whimpered.

“Junichi?” I cocked my head curiously as the rat slowly climbed out.

The Rat looked at me for a second, and then slowly moved forward. “Mizuki! I almost didn’t recognize you in all that mud..” He grinned nuzzling his head against my side. “There are two nuts after me, I was trying to hide..” He explained, and then grimaced and jump at the sound of Kiyoshi’s voice. They were obviously searching for him.

I turned and looked at the doorway and then back at him. “C’mon we can hide…” I whispered limping under the covers with him before collapsing onto my side. “They won’t find us in here, we can have our own little slumber party.”

He looked down at my paw, probably broken, the pain was the only thing keeping me from bawling like a baby in front of him. “Like a slumber party..” He nodded, laying down next to me. “Just make sure they don’t find me.” He whispered as I put my one good paw around him for protection.

“I wont…” I yawned. “I’ll stay…awake… all… night…” I whispered, falling asleep soon after.

[Inferno_Dragon]

Ayato Sohma
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I had just closed up shop and started up to head for the Sohma home. Today's business profit was incredible. Even celebrities came to my shop to try out my different beauty products. What can I say? I am a genius when it comes to this things. But of course I have to be careful. My curse allows me to keep a distance for most of the females. I have been turned into my snake form a few times but those were manly accidents. I never really get close to any female (besides family) so I am safe. That allows me to flirt from a distance. And I am not that bad.

I have few female workers because I couldn't have all male. The social workers who come to the store say that I must have a few female workers. Even though my curse does put me at risk, I find ways to interact with them without causing problems. So far no "accidents" have been caused in the store. They are mainly outside of the store or home.

As I walked home, I encountered a group of females. I smirked at them but then I realized that they were the same group of girls that snickered at me when I head to the store.

"How rude." I said once again.

Why did the snicker at me? What was I doing wrong? I mean my charm was impressive and I did respect them so what was the problem? Was it my clothing or my reputation? I shook the thoughts out of my head. A few minutes later, I arrived at the house. I didn't want to talk to anybody so I quietly opened the door.