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It had been a long day, as were so many others, though it was not hard to admit that each day seemed to run into the next. Drea had allready run errands, cleaned the house, fed the cats and others that lived in her home, and now it was time for her. She delighted in nighttime walks, you see. The feeling of wind in her hair, the soft sounds of crickets and other night time creatures whispering in her ears, after dark was bliss.

It had rained earlier that morning, before the sun even rose, and now the last reminants of puddles snaked their way along the side walks and drive ways of the houses she passed by. Rain was a refresher, a clean slate on the world. Things could start anew after a good rain fall, perhaps that was why it seemed to rain so often.

She moved along the sidewalks looking over the houses that lined the road. So many, so lovely, but perhaps none as nice as her own. As she moved to a less pleasant and more dark side of town her ears caugh the sound of someone, or something crying.

Curiousity peaked, she moved towards the sound finding soon after, what appeared to be a young boy, crying over a bag of dirty clothes. She moved slowly towards him, he was most definatly crying, but why? "What's wrong?" She leaned down, kneeling beside the boy.

The boy, who she could now see was not boy at all, but some sort of halfbreed dog, turned his head, starting and moving back from her in a scared manner. He starred at her with large eyes. "I..I didn't do anything wrong, please don't take me away, please don't hurt me!"

The woman shook her head smiling warmly at the boy before her. "I won't hurt you, I promise, I just wanted to see if you were allright. I heard you crying from a block away. What's wrong?"

"M-my owner a-abandoned me I guess. I I woke up here, in the rain."

One dark brow lifted on her face, "In the rain? You mean to tell me you've been out here all day crying like this?" If that was the case the poor boy could be sick with a cold, and not even know it. Heaven forbid the boy could have even died on the streets.

Orin nodded. "Yes...I-I guess Ihave. It was dark when I woke up, it's dark now too." He spoke so matter-of-factly that it was hard to argue with.

"Have you had anything to eat? I know a nice place down the road where we can get some take out and bring it home. I have room, and a friendly ear if you wish to use it."

Orin's eyes lit up, the idea of food, anything at all to eat, excited him. He hadn't had anything to eat in quite some time, and his stomach was making sure he knew that. "A bite to eat would be great...but I-I can't pay you..I have no money."

"I didn't expect that you would. Don't let it worry you. If you want you can spend the night at my place as well, we have plenty of room there and I'm certain you will have all the space you need."

Hearing the woman offer him a home, Orin became wary. He had gone through this once before and the result had him crying. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. He would need a place to stay and, well, she looked like a nice person right? So why not? "Ok. I will stay with you." He grinned and lifted himself from the wet ground. "So, Where do we eat?"

YAY CHRISTMAS! Allright, now that that is over, Christmas was the best thing ever! Everyone gave eachother gifts, and sang. I don't think I've never seen a better stash of toys and clothes in my life! Everyone got something amazing; fine dresses, a new watch, money. Me, I got abit of cash, new clothes, (Leather, yumm) and some very fashionable jewelery. Oh yes, I am very pleased with this.

I ended up giving Vincent one of my favorite pieces of jewelery for Christmas. It was a golden pendant, a locket really. There was some very delicate carving work done on the gold, making a wreath of flowers and afew other things. He seemed to like it, though he did make the comment he would never wear it in public.

For Tomoe I found a new hat. She is allways wearing that same tired hat. She looks like she's going to a funeral with that veil she wears over her face. So, this new hat is black (I know she likes black) and made from a thick fabric, but it is abit more contemporary than her old victorian mourning hat. Now she just needs to get some new clothes.

Mother, well mother got loads of love and kisses from us all, but the biggest gift of all was that we all made her dinner. I admit, I'm not the best cook, but with Vincent and Tomoe's help we didn;t do half bad. Mother got to sit in the lving room and read all she wanted. She seemed quite pleased with that, and in the end we were all very pleased with how Christmas turned out.

Oh hell yes!!! You remeber those applications I wrote about putting in? Well I got a job out of one of them! I got called back the day after I put in my app for this clothing and music store, Hot Topic, and they called me back. Whoo yes! I start work on monday, and I can't wait!

Mother tells me she use to work of them a while back. She says that you could never meet a greater group of folks. I have to admit, they fit right in in the family, all dark and gothic and stuff. The lady that interviewed me seemed to like my taste in clothes, all the better for me right?

So yes, monday. I get to learn the registar and how to sell, and oh my gosh, I wonder if I get a discount? That would be awesome! There wax that one skirt I wanted. Yes, I said S-k-i-r-t. Also that awesome hat. Hm, well I guess I know where my paycheck is going to right? Not the worst of things I could blow it on.

Day off! Yay! This is the day that everyonei n the house dreads. Why is that you ask? Because it's the day I go around and catch up on all the gossip I missed durring the week.

So what did I do? I started with the fresh blood of the house, Ambros. I've came to the conclusion, that no matter how sordid your past is, there is allways someone with just that little bit more on you. Ambros is a stripper. He works downtown at some night club I guess. He goes out almost every night. He actually taught me afew dance moves. I think I could really get into this stripper thing, I mean aside from the fact that I have to have people watching me take my clothes off.

Ambros really isn't that bad of a guy. I though he was snobbish and arrogant, but he really is just a regular guy. A shameless flirt, yes, but regular all the same. He came on to me not five minutes intothe conversation. I mean, hell, I'm not oppose to guys, but we are nearly brothers right? It wouldn't be proper.

Well, it seems that there is a god! My mother's company is leaving on Monday! So you know what that means? That means I won't have to sit up all night worrying about if they are going to come and take my stuff while I'm sleeping.

I guess maybe I am just paranoid, but they all are dark and scary, and I swear the boy gave me the devil glare. He's going to eat me alive, I know it. I think I'm going to spend the night with Vincent and Ambros, we've been getting better acquainted, and heck, it all good right? I mean we are brothers, so we need to be close.