Wolf\'s Blood

Grope 3: CORACAO SELVAGEM

If anyone really knew the young she-wolf, they would instantly knew that patience wasn’t her virtue. The four males were talking among themselves, saying that she couldn’t be trusted or why would she lie to them in the first place. Hige knew from bits and pieces of the memories that stayed beyond after the dust settled that they had indeed went to Paradise but something terrible had happen once they had reached it.

And Blue, she hated this new wolf and had a feeling that this new wolf mustn’t be allowed in their pack. Seven didn’t care about being accepted. In her mind, this was about survival for those that left the comforts and nightmares of Paradise. The Darkness took her in and made her into what she was. As it’s slave, she had no choice but to obey and that meant taking these fools to where HE was. If only they just agreed to go.

“Look, you want proof that I’m not lying my ass off!” She shouted as she nearly tore the jean jacket off and letting it drop to the ground.

Then in two minutes, there stood a young slender body of a black female wolf. Gold and lilac streaks into mingled with the pitch black and light crimson eyes stared at awed faces. The hoops that decorated the round light tan ear now did the same for the triangular shape black furry ear as did the small twin crosses on the other. The black and red striped scarf hanged loosely around the furry black, gold and lilac streaked neck with a gold chin with a rectangular pendent almost hidden in the fur.

Show off. Vivid blue glared at their nemesis.

The wolf gave a smirk before changing back into her human self with semi-covered hands on jean clad hips.

“How did you do that?” The auburn boy asked while the older males just looked in disbelief.

“It’s easy as breathing, it’s a something that wolves and halfbreeds.” Shooting the peeved cat another smirk at the word . “ can do as a survival tactic.”

“It doesn’t mean that we’re wolves.” The oldest of the group speaks, arms folded across the pale ‘x’ on his bronze chest.

“Ah, he speaks.” Then she walked slow, pronouncing every step that she took over to the brunet. Light crimson eyes glowed with mischief.

“Just because you haven’t tap into that primeval part of your brain yet, doesn’t mean it isn’t there.” Her head now hanged over Kibe’s shoulder, she had to stand on her toes for the reach.

“You believe me, I could tell in your eyes.” She whispered, her lips dangerously closed to his ear. “You know that I’m telling the truth in the back of your mind, you know that I am not lying...” She pulled off the fingerless glove that had a purple trimmed in white skull and crossbones patch, and slowly reached up to touch the pale cheek

“Stop it.” He warned, grabbing the now uncovered hand by the black clad wrist and pinned roughly behind the witch.

She let a chuckle and pulled away from the angry brunet, back to leaning against the wall with her arms folded. She was for from being defeated.

“Look, she knows what she’s talking about. I..I” Hige stood up on unsure legs. The memories, all though they weren’t rushing through his mind, were still popping up. Just random memories about his past life.

“I think we should at least-”

“What think about follow a whacked up girl that could also turned into a wolf to a place that may not exist just because what she put in your head.” Always the cautious one in the group. He started to walk from this insanity before it pulled him right in.

Seven gave the leaving leather clad backside a glance before looking up at serious blue eyes with a smirk plastered on her face.

“Think I am whacked out, Kibe? Or wishing that I was?” He gave a sneered before he too left. Then glowing blood orbs looked upon the remaining two males.

Toboe gave her a confused look and took off after the bronze man. Hige was looking back in pain.

“It‘s terrible isn‘t?.” She stood up and picked up the jean jacket and throw it across her shoulder as she walked away.

“What is?” he asked, just being innocently confused.

“Having to remember.” For the first time since making herself known to the others, she had let herself sound so much like a beaten child. It would not happen again.

She stared at the faded-out grey hoodie, wondering where it came from or why she was in this room to begin with. It had something to do with a patient but where was the patient then? The blonde doctor rubbed across her pale forehead, trying to rubbed out the massive headache she just now had gotten.

“Hey, someone told me that you’ll be in here.” The smiling face of Detective Hub Lebowski poked his head in the sterile white room but the smile turned into a frown when he saw the confused look on his ex-girlfriend’s face.

“What’s wrong, Cher?” He asked once the pair of light blue eyes turned towards him.

“I came in here to tend to a patient but now I can’t remember who or why that person was here for?” She slumped down on the ruffled bed as her ex walked father in the room.

“Would this ring a bell?” He pulled out his little notebook and read from, describing the girl down to the last strand of lilic hair.

It would a bell but it still was fuzzy to the young doctor. She asked why the peach-fuzzed detective was carrying a description of the girl.

“A tycoon by the name of Jagura from up north had called to about every town, saying that some kid fitting this description had stolen something from her and apparently wants it or her back pronto.” He smiled at the next part. “About twenty thousands dollars worth.”

She looked at him, confused. “That makes no sense, what was the thing that the kid stolen?”

He shrugged his shoulders as he put the little notebook back into his grey trench coat. Whatever it was, it must be very important for someone to offer that much money for it.

He had heard the auburn runt shouting his name for a good mile or so but he kept on walking his bike. The fact that the scarred man hadn’t gone off on his bike yet proved that deep down he wasn’t ready to officially leave the boy just yet. He couldn’t see why, he left everything else that matter to him. Why leaving a boy that he just met a few hours ago would hurt him more then leaving his own family?

After the millionth ‘Tsume’, The white-hair man finaly stopped and turn around to glare at the auburn boy. Why wouldn’t he just give up?

“Tsume, why do you leave?” The runt looked like he was going to cry the way he looked up at the older man.

“Because I was about to sit back while the rest of you idiots get taking in a scam.” Tsume had to stare over the kid or be forced to do whatever it takes to keep him from crying. Fro some reason, he didn’t want that to happen.

“But you saw her-”

“It was an illusion, Runt.” Yeah, that what it was. An illusion. No body could turn into wolves except in the movies. Maybe the kid would like to see a movie.. Hold up, how did that get in?

“What if it wasn’t? What if-” Hearing enough, Tsume crouched down to grabbed the boy by the shoulders to make him to stare into those amber eyes of his.

“There is no such thing as paradise, if there was and we have to go to it then why aren’t we already there?” Great, the runt is going to cry now and wasn’t that he didn’t want to happen.

“Maybe, we did reach Paradise. Once.” The serious brunet showed up from behind the two, along with a much better Hige carrying a happy white kitten in his arms.

“Then why do we have to go to it again if we already been there?” He stood erect and tall, he already knew that he didn’t like this kid from the word ‘Go’.

“I don’t know, but maybe that’s why that girl’s here. To tell us why and show us the way.” And why she smelled so much like those flowers he kept smelling.

“Come on, Tsume. What do we got to lose?” Toboe wrapped his hand around the bronze wrist, he was so pale and small compared to him that he was afraid to move as if he would break the small boy if he did.

“Not like, we had anything going for us in this town.” The plushie teen smirked and rubbed the back of his wild sandy hair.

He was going to regret this, he just know it.

A/N: By the way, I have decided to form a yaoi paring. For some reason, I thought it could work here and kept heading towards it was I write. If you hadn’t figure it out yet, it’s Tsume and Tobe. If you don’t like the idea of a young teen being with a adult man, then just block it out. I promise everything else would be good. And I would like to personally thank my first Wolf’s Blood reviewer for reviewing this fic and kept me from pulling the plug on it. And if you were wondering why I named my oringal character ‘Seven’, it was because it’s my favorite number and I couldn’t find the perfect name for some like Seven. I will explain more about her background in the story as it progress. And yes, she is related to Cheza in a way. She refers to her as ‘the one before her’ as in the first lunar flower before all the rest had sprouted and bloom in Paradise, when the show had ended. By the way, Seven like Blue isn’t a purebred wolf either but I’m not telling what’s the other half but I’ll give anyone a cookie in the shape of Sanzo and Goyjo if they figure out the other half.