Hi'yall Okamibattleblock here and BNA was a great anime. So i decided to make a story for it. That's it, see end notes for detail.

Ogami Shirou Anima City's finest detective, the immortal silver wolf praised by many, a total badass that took no shit from anybody, the beastman that easily could hide all of his emotions behind two simple icy eyes, now laid in his bed as sweat slowly made its way down his head.

Small groans of discomfort left his mouth, his eyelids tired to close even further, while desperately trying to find some comfort in his bed. Shirou experienced many types of pain, from being impaled to being crushed but never has he felt this helpless before all because of one nightmare.

Shirou was on his knees in the ruined concert hall scared stiff, unable to move himself from a certain tanuki girl. She was smiling, gentleness and sincereness emanated from her dark brown body. But Shirou couldn't feel any of that, as his senses were overtaken by the blood that was puddling beneath and around her body.

" I guess this is goodbye then."

" Goodbye!? Don't you dare say that! I don't mean to-" Shirou stopped talking as he felt the soft fur scratch behind his back.

" Don't worry, If this is how I die then at least I repaid you for saving me." The tanuki said so easily like it was nothing. " Thanks Shirou for everything." Her smile dwindled, turning into a pained expression. Shirou could see the tears swell up in her eyes. But before he could get a word out the tanuki girl's hand stopped rubbing his fur, before gravity pulled the once warm hand away from him.

" No!" But the wolf words were of no use.

All he could do was look up at the sky, his mind trying to process what happened, the protector of beastman, just killed one. Not only that but one he got close too. Never in his life did he feel so helpless. He falled as a protector. As the beastman around became an unstable beast, here stood the silver wolf, holding the husk of the bridge between beastman and humans.

" No you can't be gone!" The silver wolf managed to choke out. He didn't know why but the thought of not being with the tanuki scares him. "Please don't leave yet!" He called to the dead tanuki, but it held no response. But that didn't stop him.

"Michiru!" Shirou shouted to his wall as he shot up from his bed. He looked around his dark room as he took in a few gasps of air to help recompose himself. He wiped his forehead with his arm before taking a look at his hand. Like in his dream he was trembling, his heart racing, and his vision slightly obscure by the dark room with the only light being the bright neon shining in from next door.

Feeling slightly better, Shirou slowly got out of his now damp bed, throwing on a basic black shirt and his iconic trench coat, made his way to the door before but not before a soft and curious bird sound came from behind him.

" Kooo?"

" I didn't mean to wake you." Shirou said, as he put on a fake smile while walking over to the crow before petting it's head softly.

" kooo." Kuro chirped softly nuzzling into his friend's hand.

" I'm fine, you rest alright." Shirou assured the bird as it moved his body in nodding motion, before slowly going to sleep with a peaceful look spread across his beak. Something Shirou wished he could feel.

Shirou just watched the nightlife pedestrians from the roof walk from one place to another with a can of beer in his hand, usually coffee would be his confort drink but he need something to dumb down his head, and while it did the effects were there it wasn't as noticable as he would have liked.

"Michiru," Shirou said in a low growl, before taking another sip of his drink. Pinching his nose to help calm him down, he looked off into the sky lost in thoughts all alone.

I'm the one who told her she can leave anytime she wants! If she wants to leave Anima, that's her call. It's not like I need a partner. I made it years without anyone. So why do I care so much if she leaves.

"Crap"

Shirou shot up the moment Michiru's voice passed his ears, causing him to instantly turn around. In front of him was a little freaked out Michiru who tried, and failed, to sneak past him by saying anything at all.

" Hi there Shirou! What are you doing up so late." Michiru said in a nervous tone, trying to play dumb as she scratched the back of her head.

" I can ask you the same thing." Shirou asked as he realized he didn't small her when he first came up here and strange enough a sense of guilt came over him, failing to realize she was gone this late at night.

" You could have told me before you left! Where the hell did you even go at this hour!?" The silver wolf asked with a mix of worry and anger in his voice.

" I'm sorry! It just- You were asleep! I didn't want to wake you. Nazuna just needed my help with her setlist and who am I to say no to her." Michiru retorted with a flustered face as she crossed her arms defensively, something Shirou found quite cute to the point it almost put a smile on his face. Key word being almost as his normal icy expression stayed frozen on his face.

" What list?"

Michiru jumped at the question as she let her guard down. " Ohh right! Nazuna is thinking of putting on another concert! After all the last one didn't end well thanks to Alan." The mention of the name was enough to bring down the mood on the roof. Shirou felt a chill run down his spine as his worst memory ever came back to him, and same with Michiru as she gently rubbed the arm Shirou bit her on. He couldn't help but feel guilty for hurting her so much.

" Anyway she just wanted my late night input on what to sing." The tanuki girl said with a carefree aura. " Sooooo why are you out here?"

Shirou stared at her for a few minutes. Admiring how the light from the moon and the neon just made her look different. He couldn't help but let a little blush come appare on his face. But he quickly turned away before the hybrid beastman could see anything.

" Couldn't sleep." Shirou coldly responded as he returned to the railing to overlook the city. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something felt different, no, he felt different. Something about being around Michiru after his dream just made it hard to face her right now. Half of him wished she would go to bed, but the other half wanted her to stay and annoy her way into his problem. Thankfully she falled to read between the lines and joined him on the edge.

" Do you want to tell me why?" Michiru asked softly, like how a mother would comfort a child, her voice warming the detectives ears. For some the wolf felt the air around him heat up as his eyes landed on the tanuki. Her face plastered with genuine concern for him.

" to bed." Shirou spat out as he teared his gaze from her. Shoving his hands into his coat pockets he made his way to the stairs, musing in his mind.

Immortal and your acting like a damn puppy! She's just a girl Shirou, a human one at that, and a close friend. Ya that's right friend. Taking out one of his hands to find how clammy they where

"Hold it right there you jerk!" Shirou heard the tanuki order as he felt her soft paw wrap itself around his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. " You forced the truth out of me, now I get to force the truth out of you!"

Shirou growled in his throat, he hated how when she would try to pry into him. But this time he didn't feel any remorse towards her, and more thankfully that she cared. He tried to shake off this warm feeling inside him but before he could think of a hrush excuse, he felt her grip grow stronger.

" Fine then don't tell me! But at least let me help you go to sleep." She offered, her tone of voice was so comforting that it made Shirou's face reden even more. What's wrong with me tonight!

"I don't want your-" Before Shirou could huff out his denial he felt himself being pulled by the tanuki towards her rooftop room. Sooner than he would have liked she pushed open her door and led him inside. This is the first time he's been in here and it took him by surprise just how… Michiru her room was. Filled with her personality and her comforting scent now that he picked up.

Shirou felt colder the moment Michiru took away her warm hand from his waist. Michiru meanwhile sat on her bed like, clapping her hands agust her legs ,that formed a kind of base, like she was calling a dog to lay down. Which in incense was exactly what she was doing.

" I'm not a dog in need of comforting." Shirou coldly said as he propped himself august the door frame arms crossed refusing to even look at the girl pleading eyes. He knew with just one look he would buy into her embarrassing plan.

" Please. Let me do this for you. You do so much for me at least let me save you from being a grumpy morning person." Michiru pleaded. Shirou threw her an icy glare and just as he expected her eyes broke him down. They were big, large even, and they shined with innocents. Shirou! Say no to this!

" Fine! But just this once." With heavy footsteps Shirou shut the door, sat down on the opposite end of her bed before slowly lying his head on Michiru's lap facing away from her. For a two minutes the two just sat there Shirou watching the wall, all the while he felt Michiru's gaze on her.

" This is stu-" Just before his words left his mouth he felt her warm paws slowly stroking his clean white hair, which shut him up completely. Thankfully the mop that he calls a hairdue hid his face, as it turned a dark shade of red as Michiru shank her paw deeper into his hair even scratching behind his ear. Combined with her warmth it helped the old dog calm down allowing him to think more calmly.

How in the world did I let this happen! Why do I feel different when she's around me? I never felt so… safe around anyone before. So what did this half bread do to me. She is nothing but a pain in the ass, finding her way into business she knows nothing about. Anytimes she does that she almost gets killed because of it.

Shirou noticed he started to trumble again the moment he thought of Michiru and death now always seemed to be a shiver down his spine.

Something I almost did to her. Am I that pathetic of a protector, that I let I feel under Nirvasyl Syndrome as well, that I almost killed her. Shirou felt a tear swell up in one of his eyes, it was rare for him to cry, with two moments he could recall where he did. First was the massacre of him, and second a month ago, and now as he laid on the lap of the very girl he almost killed.

I don't know why she stays. Doesn't she know staying with me could kill her! I already proved I can't protect her, so why don't she leave? Damn it! Why do I care for you so much about this Tanuki thief!?

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow

Out of all his raging thoughts, he falled to notice that Michiru put on music, and not only that but she was singing. Upon entering he failed to notice the small music box that she had. What it depicted he was unable to make out, but the beat it made was calming as Shirou listened to the backing. It had a soft music box melody only accompanied by a soft piano. But all paled in comparison to the voice of Michiru Kagemori. Each note she sang wasn't perfect but the imperfections were perfect to Shirou's ears. Her voice was just so innocent and full of hope, and just one of the most beautiful things he has ever heard. If the softness and warmth of her paw didn't help calm him down, her voice definitely did.

Shirou let his guard down as he slowly was lulled to sleep by the lullaby. He liked this. He liked this feeling of peace. He liked being here in this room. He likes listening to Michriu sing. As she took care of the notes Shirou simled a genuine smile as he figured out what was going on with him.

Shirou Ogami you old fool, how can I be dumb as a sack of brick when it comes to yourself. Shirou thought as he slightly shifted his position so he could see Michiu's face. Her eyes were closed with costation on the song, but her hands read his movement and went to petting the top of his head. Shirou noticed how the moonlight that creeped in from the window made her fur sparkle, how her mix of blue and brown hair blended seamlessly, how coarse and rough her fingers were from her athletic endeavors. How all of her little details warmed her heart.

" Thanks for being my silver lining Michiru." Shirou wiped as he finally felt his eyelid grow heavy as his troubled thoughts flew away, with only one thing on his mind. I have no right to make you stay in Anima. But even when you do go home, I'll always love you Michiru. For as long as I live. Shirou nuzzled into Michiru's hand before finally falling asleep.

Alright you reached the end ya! So some things I this is going to be a short story so keep an eye out for that! Next thing if you didn't already google the song I used it is "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri, pacifically the lullaby version, so if you want you can listen to it it's great.( All credits go to Perri not my song). Any who please leave a comment and tell me how I did, and I shall be back with chapter two.