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"What?" She blushed a little more looking down.

"W-...Whats a gang bang?" She asked looking up at him with worried eyes.

... This was gonna be a looooong troubled night for poor poor Kyo.
_

How long had it been?

'GET UP!'

How many places have I gone?

'INTO THE TRUCK!'
How many bodies were there? That huddled against mine, squeezing so close together for both protection and warmth. How much time had it passed, since I was born.

'GET BACK IN THE PAC!'

Shuffling, screaming, and then bang. It was over. No one cared, no one blinked, no one seemed to notice as blood pooled at the ground since their own fear consumed them, the rain over head giving it a dramatic effect as it smeared before magically washing away.
This was normal nothing new, no emotion for the one that foolishly got out of line.

'LOAD SECURE!'

BOOM! The door closed and the truck would drive. It was pitch black, for there were no windows. Everyone would cry out with every bump the truck hit, sending the heard of people bouncing and knocking into each other. There was no room to sit down in the back of the truck, if one did try to they would probably be trampled the the numerous people that tried to catch their balance without falling.

I couldn't help but think how much I really hated being what I am, and how fast I was going to run when I got the chance.
Boom! The door opened again.

'MOVE IT, MOVE IT, OUT OF THE TRUCK!'

Now's my chance. As the group gets moving so do I, following them just before I'm able to get out. I run, I run, and I run, and I run, and yet, I'm not faster than a bullet as it pierces me in my left leg.

I cry out, and fall. No one cares. One of the guards steps over to me, looking down at me with a face that was covered over in darkness.

'I hate little shits like you.' He spat, before raising his gun to my head and pulling the trigger. Black, and I'm human no more.

A boy shot up from the bed he was laying on, body covered in a cold sweat breathing hard as he gripped his sheets. What happened? Where did that come from? Looking around his room he began to calm down. It was okay now, and soon he began to try to loose the memory of that bad dream.

"It was nothing." He whispered to himself. "Nothing, but a dream." Running a hand threw his orange hair his ears flickered a bit, before he turned to glance out of the window. It had started to rain again, and by the look of the sky it wasn't time to be up.
Giving a small sigh he layed back down and curled up in his blankets. There was nothing left to do but sleep...
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"Kyo, it's morning! Wake up!" Called the innocent kind voice of his master. Sitting up he grumbled softly, not feeling ready to wake up. "I need to get Momiji to the Vet soon for his appointment, so I really don't have time to cook at the moment, do you think you can handle just for today a bowl of cereal?"

"Yeah, what ever. I'll be fine." Swinging his feet of the bed he slowly wobbled to a stand. "How long will you be?"

"Not too long I hope. I have to go. Take care of the house while I'm gone. Make sure not to answer the doors to strangers, and don't hurt yourself while I'm gone okay?" She sounded like his mother or something saying that.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. It's you I'm worried about. Make sure you don't get lost." Tohru smiled at him.

"I wont. Be safe while I'm gone."

You too." After that the girl headed down stairs and got everything backed including the bunny boy and left.

Kyo waited until they were gone to come down stairs. He couldn't help but grin the whole way down thinking over what his master had told him. She was so mother like and yet just last night she had asked him what a gang band was. How his heart almost burst when she tried to cover up that she had been listening in on him by saying that she say it on a TV show title and wondered if he wanted to watch it with her.

Giving a small chuckle at the memory he would go and do his daily duties. There wasn't much to do but for the sake of time consumption Kyo did it as slowly as he could. The whole time his mind kept wandering back to his dream. How real it seemed and how it seemed like some sort of memory, yet he had no memories of such a thing. Perhaps it was something in a past life.

"I hope not."

Hey peoples, what's up? It's been a while hasn't it? Way too long you know. I feel kinda bad about it. Oh well, what's been done has been done. Can't change that. I have no regrets. I know I have probably lost a lot of people with the long wait, and this chapter is probably very disappointing since it's so short. I've been so busy, but I'm going to try to start posting regularly again.
Thanks guys if you kept reading this.
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-Skidda