I was heading down the street I usually take when I go to school.
I was heading down the street I usually take when I go to school.
A woman sat in her window frame, leg hanging out and dangling down the side of the house while the other kept her from falling out the window. She held a half drunken bottle of sake in her one hand and fanned herself with a fan, decorated with a pattern that made it look like the night time sky. The woman was quite attractive, he long wavy black hair that appeared that it would reach down to her knees, her deep dark blue eyes, he pale skin that seemed flawless. She also wore black short shorts and a nice purple long sleeved shirt with golden patterns covering the left side and left sleeve. She was barefoot, her toes painted with purple with strange golden symbols painted on each nail, no one the same as the other. It was strange that the woman was in such a torn down home, siding chipping away and the front lawn containing slowly dyig bushes and grass. The only other lively thing was the tree with paper slips tied to the branches, wishes made by local children and even customers.
An orange furred cat leapt into the yard over the wooden fenced it's tail swaying as it walked. Ther was a bell tied to its neck with a red ribbon that jingled with every move.The woman looked down at the cat, recognizing the sound of his bell. "What is it, Soru?" she asked the cat, lifting the bottle to her lips as she took a swig of sake. The cat's eyes narrowed at the woman. "Shouldn't you being bringing in costumes for your shop?" a voice asked from the cat, though its mouth did not move. The woman slouched in the frame with a groan. "It's too hot out!" the woman whined. Soru sighed at the sight, turning around and making his way toward the fence again. "Typical," he groaned. "Fine, I'll go find someone. Just pull yourself together for when we get back." As Soru left the yard, the woman rolled her eyes as she sat up. She place her bottle and fan on the floor so that she could pull a purple ribbon out from in her shirt. She then used it to tie her long hair back into a ponytail before swinging her legs back inside and walking out of sight and into the depths of the building.
Soru walked around the street, looking for anyone who seemed like they needed anything granted. That was easier said than done, however. He lucked out when he saw a boy walking downthe street. He would have to do. Soru strutted up to the boy and sat in front of him. He looked up at the boy, flashing his strange scarlet colored eyes to him. "Mrow!" Soru meowed before strutting toward the building, his bell jingling, hoping that the bow would follow. He made his way into the yard and leapt through the window the woman had been sitting in. Now it was just a matter of waiting.
I looked at the strange cat. It was wierd. As it ran off I chased after it, hoping to see where it was going. After a while I noticed a small house. Small as in poor, strange since a house in this state wouldve been torn down for a new one. My feet suddenely began moving on their own.
He began to freak out. This was not normal in the life of Shiro Shedo. He tried everything, walking away from where his feet were taking him. Sitting down. He even fell over a couple of times, but that was not on purpose. Before I continue, let me describe Shedo. He had short brown hair, wore the normal school uniform, and had a strange dragon claw necklace. "Dammitdammitdammitdamit!" Shedo said before finally giving in to the magical presence
The house sensed the presence of the curious soul, and upon his arrival began to give the boy it's usual "nudge." The house continued to pull the boy in as he struggled to get away. As the boy finally gave in to the pull of the home, the house lead the boy right to the front door as it slowly opened for him. Insidethe home was dark, at at the entrance it was. There was a little area to leave one's shoes if a person so chooses to. But a few feet away from the entrance was a little boy sweeping the floors. He hard shaggy brown hair and bright green eyes, his skin strangely pale. He wore a white poloshirt as well as khaki shorts and some nice black shoes. The boy also wore, strangely enough, a strange brown backpack shaped like a fuzzy teddy bear. Upon the boy walking in, the little boy looked up at him and smiled. He hurriedly leaned the broom against the wall as he rushed over to the boy and grabbed him by the arm. "Oh, yay! A customer!" he chimed with excitement. "The mistress is waiting for you!" The little boy began to drags the man through the house, which was extremely nicer than the outside. The house appeared to be much larger than it appeared, almost unnaturally. The walls were covered with various old painting and artifacts; old weapons, pots, almost anything that looked of value. There were the occasional items that looked like they belonged in the trash, but gave off strange vibes. The boy dragged him to a pair of sliding doors, the one on the right was decorated like the morning with a bright orange sun and a bright yellow and green scenery full of trees and flowers, and the one on the left decorated like the night, a bright white moon in the dark blue sky and over the purple and blue landscape, the dark green river flowing off int the distance. The boy pinged to the doors, where anything could have awaited the visitor. "The mistress is waiting!" he chimed again with a smile before running off to return to his chores.
Shedo opened the doors. "H-hello?" He asked the strange woman.
The woman sat in an elegant chair against the center of the great wall opposite to the entrance. The chair was large and throne-like, gold with red velvet cushioning. She sat with her legs crossed, Soru sitting on her lap as she stroked his fur. She smiled at the boy kindly, possibly even mischievously. "Ah, so you're my next client, are you?" she said as she looked down at Soru. He looked up to the woman known as "mistress" with his shiny scarlet eyes. "Now tell me, young Shiro, or would you rather me refer to you as Shedo? Either way, what is it that you desire, Mr. Shedo?"
"What? W-what the Hell?" Shedo was shocked. He had never entered a place like this in Japan. "Who are you?" He asked, still quite flustered.
The woman leaned to the side, resting her head in her hand. "Answering a question with a question..." she groaned. "You're one of those, hm?" The woman sighed. "No matter, my name is Runa Kazehana, and this is my shop. A person can only enter my shop if they have a wish to be granted, or have something to offer to me. It was no coincidence that you and I have met, it was inevitable. So tell me, what is it that you wish for?"
"Whatever." Shedo began walking before a small imp jumped onop of his back and smacked him to the ground. "OW!" He yelled as he began to get beat up from the small creature. "MAKE THE DEMONS NOT HUNT ME, AND WE'RE COOL!" Shedo said in between hits.
Runa smirked at the Shedo's comment. Finally, the desire came out. "Very well," she said as she reached for the ribbon that held her hair back and out of her face. She pulled the ribbon out of her hair, letting her amazingly long hair fall down. She looked at the purple ribbon for a moment before flicking her wrist and the ribbon in Shedo's direction. The violet ribbon elongated and appeared to wrap around something. At the moment it did so, the appearance of a strange spirit occurred. It looked like a mixture of a strange eyeball and some sort of serpent. She tugged of the ribbon like a leash, sending the spirit soaring toward her. She snatched up the mischievous spirit and looked at it with a smile. "Aww, it's kind of cute of you don't think about the obvious traits," she said before looking down to Soru. "Open up, fur ball. Supper!" The orange cat looked up to the spirit and opened its mouth, his scarlet eyes beginning to glow red. "Gee, thanks," the male voice from the cat thanked sarcastically. "It wouldn't kill you to actually cook something in the kitchen once in a while."