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Revised: February 15th, 2006
Fixed formating, spelling and grammer errors, added some things. Nothing big.
(original note: Normally when I write Weiss Kreuz/Ranma X-overs (I've got two of them in the works, aside from this one) I don't come up with something quite this.. twisted. snicker This is definately not cannon...Oh yeah, everything Weiss I know? It came from fanfics, and the few profiles I've read. And the Ranma stuff is again, fanfics. Although I have the first two volumes of the manga.)
"Hello Kitty," to him, he had found a kindred spirit, and his lips stretched into a sickening grin as the child's blue eyes turned to him and he tentively sniffed the air, "I won't hurt you, Kitty."
The pale haired boy wasn't afraid, despite having witnessed this feral child rip apart a rather large bird and eat it raw. No, in fact, he was fascinated by the dark haired boy, in a way that nothing else had caught his attention before. Watching the blood splatter across the grass, across the boy's tattered and soiled karate gi, and across his slanted,asian features. The Irish boy frinned as the child padded towards him on all fours.
This child killer was beautiful, absolutely stunning, in Jei's eyes. He licked his lips, and crouched beside him, "What are you doing way out here, Kitty?"
There was no answer from the boy, but Jei hadn't really expected it. Ferals didn't know how to talk until they were taught; he was pretty sure that's what that programme had said, "Well Kitty, I'm Jei. You wanna come home with me?" This would show his mother! He could so have a pet! He'd take care of this boy... he could hunt those birds his sister was always complaining about!
The boy rubbed his head against Jei's side, apparently deciding that he liked the pale haired, golden eyes preteen. Jei bunced to his feet with a smile, and began to wander out of the park. As expected, the curious kitten of a boy followed, "I'm going to call you Kitty. You'll be my pet, alright? And we'll hunt those stupid birds together, and watch the blood rain down. Won't thatg be fun? I'll probably have to get you a collar, Kitty, but that shouldn't be too hard! I've seen some older people wearing collars themselves. Strange people, those," Kitty gave an odd, rumbling purr that human vocal cords just should not have been able to make, as if in agreement.
"And we'll have to get you cleaned up. Mother doesn't like it when I get blood in the house-- she doesn't much like blood at all. It's so beautiful... I don't know how anyone could not like it," Jei continued to chatter on to Kitty about his family, about his fascination with blod, with pain, and with hurting things.
Jei's celebration of having a "pet" did not last long, however. His mother had, quite acidically, refused to let the blood splattered child into her home. She would not have something so... so... here, she had just given an inarticulate sound and screamed at Jei to take the boy back to whatever hovel he'd found Kitty in.
Jei had stormed out, Kitty growling at his mother before the black haired boy followed. Jei had proceeded to find a small place for Kitty to sleep, beforepushing his "pet" into the space, "Now, Kitty, you can't stay with me in the house, but you can stay here, and I'll take care of you, alright?"
And so it went, for two weeks, Jei cared for Kitty, growing accustomed to having the feral child following him everywhere, at least when his mother wasn't around. The Irish boy had even found an old dog collar to put around his pet's neck, with "Kitty" painstakingly carved into a small silvered piece of metal. The tag having been fastened to the collar by way of a piece of thick string.
With the sun beating down on them, Jei and Kitty made their way into the middle of the market. The people around them gave them a wide berth, having already seen Kitty's "amazing"-- more like terrifying-- ability to slash though anything with his curled, claw-like fingers.
It wasn't like either of them were actually there to buy anything. Oh no, they were there to find something to hunt. Kitty had been fed an almost steady diet of meats, either cooked or raw, it didn't really matter. All that mattered was that Kitty ate what Kitty wanted to eat.
"There you are, Boy!" barked a rather loud voice in Japanese. Jei ignored it, but Kitty stiffened, pulling back slightly and hissing at the man. At this rather unusual reaction, Jei turned.
"What's wrong, Kitty?" A large, heavyset, and balding asian man wearing a karate gi that looked like it had better days, stood in front of Kitty. He frowned at Jei, before grabbing Kitty by the back of his new shirt, "Hey! Leave Kitty alone!"
The large man muttered something in Japanese, and then attempted to relay his words in English, "He my son. I do what want with him."
Jei growled, not liking this one bit. He sprang at the man in a wild attempt to take back his Kitty. He was batted out of the air, by the large man's thick arm. The pale boy slammed back into a wall, coughing up blood as his head cracked roughly against it. Jei shook out his head, momentairly surprised by the lack of pain that he had expected from such an impact. Sure, he didn't hurt easily, be even he had thought that slamming into a wall would hurt.
When he managed to orientate himself again, Kitty and the man were gone. An unintelligable roar of fury welled up in his throat, and he let loose. The man had taken his Kitty. Kitty was his! Someone was going to pay for his Kitty being taken away...
End Prologue
(02/15/06) - ... hmm, still OOC. Oh well.