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• Haunting Memories	By : TsuboeLover07 Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 2611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
  Disclaimer: I do not own Wolfs Rain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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  • 1-THe Dreams thet Plague Me in the Night...
  • 2-...Come Back to Haunt Me in the Day
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• A.N. This is my fifth story on Fanfiction.net (the fourth, which is also a Wolf¡¯s Rain fic, hasn¡¯t been posted yet. I¡¯m going to write about 10 chapters before I post it). It¡¯s my second Wolf¡¯s Rain fic as well. I hope that everyone enjoys this fic.
  
  What really made me want to write this is the fact that Toboe is almost always portrayed as being weak in the anime and is always underestimated because of his sweet disposition and naivety. In this fic, Toboe¡¯s past is altered between the time that he accidentally ¡°kills¡± Granny and meets Tsume, but other than that the events stay basically the same. As the story progresses, I¡¯ll explain a bit more.

  Warning: There is shounen-ai in this fic, violence, and a possible rape involved as well. The rating could go up to R but I¡¯m not so sure. I need to decide whether or not to have rape in this or not¡­

  DISCLAIMER>>I don¡¯t own Wolf¡¯s Rain. I do own the Other Characters, de gozaro yo (oops, wrong anime).
  
  On with the story!!!

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  Haunting Memories

  Chapter One: The Dreams That Plague Me In the Night¡­
  
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  Thunder sounded from overhead and lighting lit up the night sky. The moon couldn¡¯t be seen because of the dark ominous clouds that existed in the heavens and the air was cool and full of uncertainties. The rain began to fall softly at first, then sheets of rain crashed into the ground. In the otherwise deafening silence the rain sounded even louder, especially to one boy who was standing under the torrents of rain.

  ¡®I couldn¡¯t resist. The rain tonight is so beautiful and cool. It feels wonderful,¡¯ thought the boy who was on the run. He had gotten at least three miles away from the dreaded place that plagued him and there were others who were after him. If they found him, they would probably beat him harder than they had the last two times when he had run away. The boy sighed and lifted his face to the crying heavens and let the cool sheets of rain wash away his anxiety for the time being. The rain caressed his small body, soaking him through his clothes, which were ripped and stained with dirt and his own blood from all of the beatings that he had received. Some of the open cuts stung slightly as the rain cleaned them and the boy stiffened. He shook his head, the long locks of his hair flying wildly out of his face as he looked up at the clouds above him.

  ¡°Hey, where did that little bastard get to?¡± a harsh voice rang out through the night, piercing the boy¡¯s moment of peace. ¡°I don¡¯t have all night to be out here looking for his scrawny ass. It¡¯s raining out here and it¡¯s as cold as hell.¡± The boy snickered in spite of the fear running through him at the contradiction of the man¡¯s words. He stiffened even more and then ran; his feet splashing through puddles causing the dirty water to soak into his shoes, making his feet freeze. He ran a bit slower and with a bit more force trying to get rid of the slushy, wet feeling, but that only made the harsh coldness seep deeper into him, slowing the boy down even more. As a last resort he rounded a corner in hopes of catching his breath and losing the men that were chasing after him. He stood there, his small and weak body plastered against the cold and rough brick wall listening as hard as he could for the ones whom searched for him.

  ¡°Hey, I found something,¡± one of the men said as he lifted his lantern to his face along with a piece of cloth in his hand. ¡°It looks like some of the kid¡¯s clothes.¡± He grinned at his partner and squeezed the wet cloth in his grimy hands. ¡°The little shit must have come down this way, look at the foot prints in the mud.¡± The other man smiled slightly and looked down a narrow alley to his right. ¡°That¡¯s were the rest of them lead.¡± He grunted and pushed some of his greasy hair out of his face. ¡°They¡¯re still fresh, he¡¯s still close by.¡± The two men began to move down the alley with stealth and quickness that you would never expect from two individuals as filthy and rotten as the two of them. They kept their lights low as they moved quietly, prowling for their unsuspecting prey, whom if caught would face a most unfortunate end.

  The boy was still plastered against the wall and he reached down to his leg where a new cut had formed. While he had been running he had caught a piece of his pants leg onto some sharp metal and in an attempt to get away, he had scratched himself. He hoped that they hadn¡¯t found the leftover cloth. It would be the most obvious giveaway to where he was unless they searched for footprints as well. He scolded himself mentally for not being more careful when it came to escaping from the dreaded ¡°place¡± but after a few seconds of thought he gave up on insulting himself and concentrated on staying hidden.

  ¡®I¡¯m pretty safe while I¡¯m right here. If I wait until they go by, then I won¡¯t get caught. They¡¯ll go back and then I can escape.¡¯ The boy nodded and smiled. He quietly moved further into the shadows and waited patiently for his captors to pass by and then, hopefully leave.

  The two men were beginning to get very annoyed. Searching in the rain for some stupid kid at around 1:00 in the morning wasn¡¯t exactly the most exciting thing in the world, and the cold winds and harsh rain didn¡¯t exactly improve the situation. The leader of the two groaned and stopped walking. ¡°I¡¯m turning back; we¡¯ve been out here for over an hour. We can come back out here tomorrow and look.¡± The lesser of the two shook his head spraying water over his annoyed partner. ¡°We can¡¯t just give up, our boss with kill us. Besides, who knows where that kid could be in the morning anyway.¡± He kept walking down the filthy alley holding up his light to try and find more of the footsteps that the runaway might have left behind.

  The two men kept searching until the leader stopped and lifted his head, scanning the area around him carefully. After a few more seconds he began to move very swiftly to his right, not really caring about knocking over garbage cans or other rubbish that was in his way. His partner tried to follow behind, clumsily tripping over the mess that the other had left behind in a poor attempt to catch up to his friend. He crashed into him as the other man stopped and raised his head into the air again.

  ¡°What are you doing? You need to quit stopping so abruptly and then running off. I almost killed myself trying to catch up with you¡ª¡± his voice was cut off as the other man clamped his hand over his mouth. ¡°Shut the hell up, I¡¯m trying to listen¡­¡± his voice trailed off and then he had an evil glint appear in his eyes. ¡°He¡¯s this way¡­¡±

  The boy was still huddled against the wall and was trying in vain to block out the horrible smell of the garbage around him. He was beginning to feel very cold and clammy; sitting in a puddle and having freezing water running over you wasn¡¯t the most comforting thing in the world¡­ He whimpered and then clapped his now dirty hands over his mouth. ¡®Oh no, what if they heard me?¡¯ He stayed frozen for a few moments until he heard footsteps coming in his direction. He heart nearly stopped.

  ¡®Should I run? They¡¯ll catch me anyway¡­what should I do?¡¯ He rose as quietly as he possibly could and turned away from the wall so he could get a clear shot out of the alley. He heard the footsteps getting closer and that was when he completely lost control over his body. He burst out of the alley like a small rocket, running as fast as he could, dodging obstructions that were in his way and tripping over things that were hidden in the darkness. ¡°There¡¯s that little shit!¡± he could hear them yell as he kept running. The thunder crashed above him and lightning lit up the dark sky for a brief moment, and the boy¡¯s terrified expression was clear for the moment that the light was there. Fear had completely consumed his hazel-amber eyes as the two men took the opportunity to tackle him to the ground when he had stopped to take a breath.

  The boy screamed as he felt hard blows connect with his head and chest. He felt something cold and metallic press against his stomach and he screamed again as a knife cut into his flesh. Suddenly hands were around his small throat, chocking him. He tried to reach up and pry the hands away but his has hit even harder. The hands left him but then he was being kicked fiercely in his side and his already bleeding stomach. He began to cough up blood and the men hit him harder for ¡°making a mess of things¡± when it didn¡¯t really matter at all. ¡®This alley was filthy enough, some blood and vomit might do it some good,¡¯ the boy thought between beatings. He choked on a strangled sob as he was lifted up from position of being against the cold ground. His airway was constricted as the collar of his tattered and now more bloodstained shirt was yanked up. The man who held hit spat in his face and sneered at the boy. ¡°You thought that you could get away, didn¡¯t you? Well this is the last time that you will run.¡± He pressed his dagger against the boy¡¯s slender throat and pressed slightly. The boy bit his swollen lips as the blade cut into the pale skin and bled. The man smirked. ¡°If you weren¡¯t so important to the boss I would kill you. You¡¯re just a worthless piece of shit!¡± He threw the boy back onto the cold; wet ground and began to kick him once more.

  ¡°You¡¯re nothing!¡± he yelled as his partner began to hit and kick him too. The boy was too weak to curl up into his usual defensive little ball and the pain increased tenfold as the other main kicked him in the back. He still had bruises from his last beating that weren¡¯t entirely healed over yet. He cried openly and tried to cover some part of his frail body to shield himself form the onslaught of blows, but it didn¡¯t help. The men kept kicking him and all he wanted was for this torture to end.

  --Concentrate.¡ª

  The boy jerked slightly as he heard the soft voice in his head. He cried out again as he felt one of his ribs crack. ¡®I can¡¯t take much more of this, someone help me!¡¯

  --Concentrate, if you do, they will leave you alone.¡ª

  ¡®How can I concentrate, when I¡¯m in so much pain? I can¡¯t even think at all, let alone concentrate on something else!¡¯

  --Use your powers, they will leave you alone. Just try¡ª

  ¡®I can¡¯t, damn it, I can¡¯t¡¯ The boy cried out again as he was stabbed in the back. The man kicked him in the same spot and everything became blurry. ¡®I can¡¯t take anymore¡­¡¯

  --Concentrate, if you do they will leave you alone.¡ª

  ¡®Where are you? Why won¡¯t you help me?¡¯ the boy screamed in his head which was pounding with all of the pain that coursed through him. ¡®Oh God, please, just take away this pain. I did nothing to deserve this!¡¯

  --If you don¡¯t concentrate, they will kill you. Please, just try.¡ª

  The boy screamed as he was kicked over and over in the head. His vision went blurry as the world twisted around him. His body went limp and darkness began to surround him. As he fell into oblivion a smiled covered his bruised yet otherwise serene face.

  ¡®Thank you, I couldn¡¯t take anymore¡­this darkness feels so comforting¡­I want to lose myself in it¡­¡¯

  --If you had of tried, this wouldn¡¯t have happened¡­--

  ¡®I don¡¯t care anymore, I¡¯m going to sleep¡­¡¯

  The boy¡¯s body slumped over as the darkness finally took him. The men kept beating him for a while after and then they stopped. ¡°That¡¯s enough, we really shouldn¡¯t have bloodied him up so bad.¡± The larger man hefted the unconscious boy¡¯s body over his shoulder. ¡°Let¡¯s go back, the boss will be expecting us.¡±

  The two men walked off, leaving behind a trail of blood behind them. The boy hung limply over the leader¡¯s shoulder with a smile still etched on his face, his blood dripping onto the ground. The rain still poured from overhead washing away the aftermath of the beating. That was all that it could take away¡­

  --If only you had used your magic none of this would have happened¡­--

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  That¡¯s Chapter One, though this is more of a prologue. Was that too intense? When I get to Chapter Two, more will be explained. Can you guess who the boy was? I think that I made it too obvious¡­
  
  What did you think of the anonymous voice from nowhere? Pretty mysterious, huh. ::winks:: This will be explained in Chapter Two, possibly Three.
  
  I¡¯m going to try to update at least once a week. I kind of want five reviews (at least) for each chapter. Well, anyway I hope that you liked this. Next chapter won¡¯t be so bad, I hope¡ª

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