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Character(s): Tohru, Graywolf, anyone who wants to come.
Content: Tohru arrives in Paixao, confused and upset, through the Vanaheim gate.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate
Time: Very early saturday morning.
Warnings: None that are predictible as of yet. But I doubt there will be much to be afraid of. :]

Tohru woke up in her bed, feeling rather hot, mess of brown hair tangled in yellow sheets. Turning over to look down at the floor, where a sleeping bag and a figure with greyish hair was softly breathing. Good.., she sighed in relief, at least someone's sleeping tonight...She had asked Yuki to sleep in her room that night, for most nights she had horrible nightmares.

Running a sweaty hand through her hair, quickly taking a dark blue ribbon from her bedside table, she put her hair back. Tohru also grabbed the small frame of her mother's picture, feeling safer in the dark with her there. Softly pulling the covers off of her and standing, she tiptoed over Yuki with small bare feet, and left her room.

She walked down the hall, as if in a daze. The sun hadn't yet come up, and she could hear typing coming from the office downstairs. Ever since they buried Kyo, Shigure had been writing almost all night, every night. Tohru always did her best to bring Shigure coffee. And she would tonight, too, right after she got some water.

Tohru moved to the kitchen, dressed in her white silky nightgown and half-smiled at how obnoxiously clean the place was. She had occupied herself constantly recently, unable to think of anything else but her guilt. Tohru started to make a pot of coffee for Shigure, and got out a cup of water for herself. Her mind began to race. She hated that.

Oh mom.. is this how you felt when dad died?

Tohru shook the horrible grief away with a physical motion of shaking her head. Just on cue, the coffee was done, and she brought a cup to the office, tapping lightly on the door and making her way in when Shigure answered.

She stopped in suprise at the sight in front of her. The room she had tidied up just that evening was completely littered once more with torn papers, pens, and newspapers and magazines. Shigure's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked rather tired, but he managed a kind smile when Tohru came in. He told her that everything was fine. Tohru knew that act, she was the pro at it, but she simply gave Shigure his coffee and said goodnight, leaving him to be alone.

She felt a bit dizzy, walking back upstairs towards her room. Something made her feel like she needed to go to Kyo's room, so she did, as if she couldn't help it. Scanning the room with tired and watery eyes, Tohru let out a small wimper. She hadn't cleaned in here since he died, and dust was collecting everywhere. Anxiety took over, and she dropped the cup of water on the floor, it clanking loudly, spilling everywhere. She instantly moved into the room, finding the duster and cleaning like crazy. Washing the floors. Tidying. Organizing the mess that he made. She began to be frantic, panicking. It had to be clean.. it had to be..

She collapsed after several minutes in tears. It was the first real cry she had after Kyo left. Her heart ached, her body ached. Kyo, She cried harder. Kyo, I need you Kyo... I can't do this without you...!

Her sobs quieted, but her vision blurred. She heard a muffled noise that sounded as if Yuki had rushed out of her room.

But she was far away now... far, far...

Two trees. Two huge trees. The fruit on it looked fake and glossy. She looked up, as she was laying on the ground. A gate. Tohru sat up quickly, wiping the salty tears from her red face.

"..Where...?"

Tohru stood and stumbled, making her way up to a person at the desk. They asked her name and she studdered nervously. She clung desperately to the small frame that included her mother's picture, and had trouble taking everything in around her.

"Tor.. T-T-Tohru H-Honda.."

Still dazed, she tried to ask a question, but was given a small computer and some papers. Moving through the gate she looked around in wonder, before falling to her knees in defeat.

Oh mom.. what just happened..?

She began to cry.

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Graywolf woke up to the sound of footsteps, not surprisingly the same sound that had lulled him off to sleep in the first place. Not that he had gotten much at all. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes, and lifted his head with a yawn. The monster idly groomed his left paw, and then pushed himself up onto all fours with a grunt of effort. A short intake of breath hissed between his many teeth as he stood, his bones and joints aching from lack of sleep. Even in the afterlife, it seemed you could still get sore from sleeping poorly. It also seemed, he thought wryly, to still be making him fell cranky.

Narrow jaws turned briefly in the direction of the gate, and he did a double-take back at it. The line leading up to the gate was just as huge as it had been yesterday when he came through, in fact it didn't look like it had moved at all. How could this many people have died yesterday like him? It boggled the mind. The ones that were coming through the gate looked just as confused as had, and similarly they all carried those small flat machines. He felt a small wave of pity for them, even though he had been just as bad yesterday. Hell, he still was today. Little had changed for him since coming through those gates. He still had no idea where to go or what to actually do now, now that it was all over.

Blue eyes finally settled on a thin frightened girl, who was on her knees in the middle of all those people. She was the most visibly effected person he had seen so far, and the sight of her made his gray lips twist into a frown. If this was the afterlife, and they all had an eternity to spend however they wanted.. No one should spend it confused and afraid. He had all the time in the world for himself. So...

He was going to spend some of that time to help her.

It would be good to try and do something nice for a change. The first nice thing he would be able to do in... a very long time. He walked briskly forward, darting out of the thin narrow alleyway he had taken shelter in for the night. His claws clicked madly on the cobblestone, and he had to tell himself to slow down just a little so he wouldn't frighten her even more. Humans, in his personal experience, tended to be very afraid whenever they saw him approaching. He slowed his pace, and did his best to blend in, though for the most part, he was heading in a different direction than most. Hopefully she didn't know him from before, he thought, and felt a bit relieved upon noticing her foreign way of dress.

"You, huma- ah... Miss." He rasped as he neared her, slowing his pace, and lowering his shaggy head to around her level. He was a great bit bigger than she was, but he did his best to not seem intimidating. However, he only managed to look very uncomfortable. His legs and muscles were stiff, his furry brow knit together, and his tail stuck out unmoving behind him. He paused after correcting himself, and coughed before asking a bit reluctantly. "Why... Why are you crying?"

Large blue eyes looking up at the enormous dog approaching her, she let out a small squeak in suprise, instantly covering her mouth with open hands. She scooted back a bit clumsily from him, tearing the bottom hem of her white nightgown in the process. Tohru was unsure of who or what he was... but honestly, she was used to animals talking. All the same, a large wolf that was acting very strangely was addressing her. She attempted to sit up straight. Right, she thought, always be on guard! Don't let a stranger see you vulnerable!

Quickly, Tohru started to wipe the tears away. "I-I... wasn't.. cr-crying.." Tohru attempted to play it off as something else, mumbling the classic excuse involving something in her eyes.

If he had frightened her at all, she had recovered quickly from it. Regardless, he lowered his hind quarters, taking a seat on the cobblestone in front of her. Even then, sitting down, and with his head lowered to eye level, he still practically towered over her. His mane, which had been tense and fluffed out upon first speaking, smoothed out a bit. Inwardly, he chided himself for acting so foolishly. Why was it so hard now to talk to people? He had ordered them around like slaves with no problem before... But that had been then, and this was now.

"... Did you just come through the gate?" Graywolf rasped, changing the subject, and gesturing at the large gate behind them with his curved horns. He wasn't sure whether to believe her or not, but he had smelled the salt of her tears.

"Yes..." She sniffled, nose red and shiny, moving back a little more from the large dog.

"Where... where i-is this? I was just in Kyo's room.. a-and..", she swallowed hard, "K-Kyo..."

Her voice broke as she spoke softly. Almost a whisper. Tohru shuddered, feeling cold in her nightgown. And so vulnerable. She ran a hand through her hair, subconciously trying to make herself look less pathetic.

Gray furred lips pulled downward in a frown, and he glanced down at his large paws, scrambling awkwardly backwards a bit in an attempt to better accommodate her. If he was too close, that was fine. Inwardly, he couldn't help but feel a little bit irritated. The one time he wanted to have a civil conversation with a human was of course the one time he seemed to keep spooking them. At least she wasn't running away screaming.

"Someone on this machine..." Graywolf began, lifting his head a little to expose the small black computer that was almost completely hidden in his neck ruff. "Told me that this city is called... Pie-sow, or Pai-show. Some strange word. I don't where exactly this Piw-sow is though..."

"Machine?" She picked her computer up, slowly, "This? Does... it.. talk?"

The smallest quirky tone in her voice suggested that her emotional state was stabilizing.

"I don't understand.." Tohru sighed deeply, lost and confused. She looked around her surroundings with caution, barely moving her neck, as if in fear of what she may see.

"It does talk. It sounds strange and robotic, almost like a Hengar." Graywolf explained in his rasping voice, and he even went so far as to offer a vaguely forced smile. Oddly enough, he found himself half hoping that the mentioning of a monster would spark some sort of recognition in the girls face, that she would know just what he was talking about. Even though she'd most likely remember him as a Baddie, the presence of anything familiar, anything at all, would have been comforting.

"It opens up and there are buttons inside. As well as a little screen where words appear when you talk. I've been told its a..." He paused for a moment, attempting to pronounce the foreign word. "Jur-naal."

"Most of the people I've talked to on that machine all seem to feel the same way. Me included." He huffed, joining her in a deeper whuffing sigh that caused his large silver mane to bristle comically. His long shaggy tail thumped down on the ground, and his narrow muzzle turned in the direction of the gate. When he spoke again, it was a bit reluctantly, as if he was unused to having friendly conversation. "So... don't feel too bad?"