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Hey guys, Kikyo here. I have a story to tell thine children. It is of many lusts and some very uncontrollable insane people. It is from the point of view of a sixteen-year-old girl, named Anya. The story is completely fiction, with just a few real-life people in it. The story will begin in my next post. Welcome to Battling Romance.

Our father was a wolf demon, and our mother was a vampire. Ironically, their families warred with eachother during the early 1900s, and Mother and Father were the Romeo and Juliet of Germany. They didn't die together until I was eight and Samuel was twelve. After that, Sam couldn't stand to see me go into a foster home, so he decided to take care of me.
"Come on, Sis! Get up!" My brother continuously whined.
"Why should I?" I whined back. "Mmh...! It's Saturday, for crying out loud!" I groaned at him as he shook me violently. My dark brown tail wrapped around his waist, hoping he wouldn't drop me like so many previous times. I held onto him tightly, squeezing my eyes shut and wishing for the best to come out of it. "Why do I have to get up so early on a Saturday anyway?"
"You'll see! There's something I want to show you!" Samuel was being unusually giddy that morning. I sighed, then struggled some more in his arms as my severe case of curiosity took over.
"What is it?" I couldn't help but to ask. "Tell me please, Samuel..." I made a pouty-face that he most likely wouldn't be able to resist.
"You'll just have to see when I show you," he said to me as he sat me back on the bed gently. "You can go back to sleep for about another hour. I'll be getting you back up when I'm ready and then I want you to get out of your pajamas and dressed." He told me this and then walked out of my room, shutting the door behind him. I then laid back down and fell asleep, as an all too familiar nightmare creeped into my calmed mind.
I was being chased by a pack of my favorite animals, wolves. I stopped dead in my tracks as the wolves slowed down and just walked up behind me, growling. I gaped at the new sight before me, such a beautiful and lush forest. But what I saw right in the middle of it all knocked the breath clear out of my lungs. It was my own brother hanging by the neck from a great dead oak tree. My eyes stung with a torrent of tears, threatening to roll down my flushed cheeks. My breathing was short and irregular alongside my pounding and skipping heartbeat. I dropped to my knees in the sof soil and sobbed, "Sam...my bubby...why'd you have to die like this...?!" I repeated it louder as the wolves circled me and started to nuzzle me gently. Why they were acting like this, I had no clue. I held on to one that particularly reminded me of Samuel, and it let my cry into its soft, matted, dirty blonde fur.
I woke screaming, crying, and in a cold sweat. Samuel had shook me awake again, and I thank God he did. He held me in his arms as I sobbed heavily into his chest.
"Was it the same one, Anya?" He asked, and sighed as I nodded quickly. "Look...Anya..." he said, tilting my face to his by my chin. "...see...? I'm right here. Bubby's fine..." he whispered as he rocked me, kissing ym forehead. He stroked my hair ever so gently, still caressing my forehead with his kisses.
"Why won't it go away...?" I sobbed into his warm chest still.
"I don't know...Sissy I really don't know..." Samuel continued to rock me as I calmed down.
"I just wish it would go away already..."
"Maybe if you stopped drinking five red bulls before you fell asleep. Those are mine!" He tapped my nose with his index finger. "I bought you some amp and venom," he chuckled, "but you should only drink one or two a day..." he warned, tapping my nose again.
"Well bubby you know what? Rawr." I playfully glared up at him.
"Well rawr to you too, little sister." This time he flicked my nose. "You know I only want to protect you..." he said softly, his dirty blonde tail wrapping around my waist as mine wrapped around his.
"Oooh...bubby..." I whined, sniffling, "...stop getting all mushy on me..."
"You act like such a puppy sometimes." Samuel chuckled, nibbling one of my pointed ears.
"So do you, Samuel." I chuckled, follwed by a stragled cough and sneeze.
"Sounds like that nightmare's making you sick..." he said worriedly, "I might just have to show you the suprise tomorrow..." he sighed again, making me nervous.
"But I wanna go see the surprise today!" I pouted angrily at him, and he laughed.
"You know, Anya," he started, "if you don't get your rest today, I'll have to take you to the doctor." His silly gaze turned serious. I dove into my messy closet.
"No, no! Anything but the doctor!" I choked out, still coughing, "You wouldn't do that to me would ya, bubby?"
"Not if you don't make me," he said, still sitting on my bed with his arms crossed, "so you better get back over here to your bed." Samuel was being such an..adult.
"You win..." I groaned, sniffling as I came out of the closet. I sat on the bed next to him, where he patted me on the head and smiled at me.
"Go blow your nose," he said with the grin of a fox, "little sister." He added that on the end with a snicker just to annoy me.
"Well if I can't go anywhere today, you can't either," I mumbled like a child, "you old coot." I added with a sly grin of my own.
"I'm not old, I'm only twenty!" Samuel barked at me with a hyena's laugh.
"I'm not little!" I laughed back at him, "I'm five foot six..."
"Well I'm six foot two, so compared to me, you're little!" He sill laughed like a hyena on speed. I only sighed again, shaking my head as I walked out of my room and down the hall to the bathroom of our little apartment. I entered the small baby blue room, shutting the door behind me. I leaned against the door, sliding down it until I was sitting on the light tan carpet.
I heard pawng at the bathroom door, it was our black cat named Jinx. I turned and let her in with me, and I smiled when she started to pur and rub against my leg. "What is it, Jinxy...?" I kissed her head and she nuzzled my cheek. "I need to feed you, don't I...?" I asked her, letting her still paw at me. She meowed at me several times, I fed her, and dismissed it with a yawn. I blew my nose like Sam tol me to, and headed back to my room. The apartment was unusually quiet, Sam always had some sort of soft rock music plying. I looked out my window, and I found Samuel's truck was gone from the parking lot. I sighed and turned around to the smell of a hot breakfast.
"Bubby?" I called out into the seemingly empty apartment.
"Anya." A voice called back to me from my bedrom. It was a pleasant voice I liked to hear, but wasn't sure if it was that certain voice I wanted to hear.
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To be continued...

...? Desu, it's the same one from YOUR guild...I'm just trying to make it better, you know, change little details.

Yes, of course. If it's in my notebook, it'll be on here. So yes, you're still in it.

I did, I did! Go read!

ehhhh XD

Post moar. NAO! xD

There, Master! I posted more! -chu-