Summary: Cloud, Riku, and Roxas are hired to destroy werewolves, but that may prove harder than they think. Riku/Sora, Leon/Cloud and other parings.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, but if I did there would be a lot more Final Fantasy characters.

Warning: I'm posting a warning in each chapter that will tell you what to expect. This chapter has a very small dosage of bad words and hints at sexual acts.

Author's Note: To improve upon my writing ability I have decided to write a bit of fanfiction. This story revolves around multiple characters, and will switch view points.

Missing and Worries

Cinnamon sweet rolls, roasting meat, and other delicious aromas wafted from their stalls filling the air and noses of potential customers. Merchants presented wandering eyes with carpets and paintings rich in details. Gossiping women huddled together whispering behind their calloused hands, homeless children stood at populated places with big eyes and hands held out to accept a rare kindness or a harsh kick, and couples walked side by side with flushed faces and interlocked fingers.

One such couple was slowly weaving their way through countless stands to an old brick inn. The dashing young man waited patiently as his pretty companion marveled at the varies wares. Her fingers brushed over the fine fabrics and golden tassels of a posh pillow. This simple act lit her face with joy. She gave the smile over her shoulder to the silver haired-man who pretended that he was bored.

"O.k., we can move on now." She straightened her back and twirled a lock of her dark red hair, and seeing the devious smirk upon her escort's face she let loose another closed lip smile.

"The perfect girl should have the perfect evening." He said slyly, as he swung an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his side. They continued walking and whispering flirts in each others ears; a few made the girl blush, but nothing seemed to redden the cheeks of the striking silver-haired man.

Once they safely reached their destination, the girl's eyes brimmed with anticipation and she gently squeezed the other's hand. With one hand the young man opened the door and bowed as his soon-to-become-lover entered with a happy giggle. The pair checked out a room at the Lilac Inn and proceeded up the stairs with an iron key.

A minute or so passed and two others entered through the double doors that separated the inn from the outside world. Both had wildly spiky blond hair and sky blue eyes. The shortest of the pair had eyes bright with worry and a sadness that seemed to be kin to homesickness; while his companion barely concealed his unease and troubled heart. They bypassed the clerk who was occupied with a finicky customer, and followed the same path the young couple had taken, and stopped just short of the door that the silver-haired man and his lady had vanished behind. It was here that they waited.

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Despite the activity occurring behind the closed door, all was silent. The tension in the air was thick enough to chew on. As every second ticked by, Roxas felt wave after wave of apprehension crashing down upon him. He kept picturing somebody walking through the hallway and figuring out the crime that was being committed behind him, in the room that he, Cloud and the bolted door were hiding. With so much panic and strain weighing upon his shoulders Roxas believed that his spiky blond hair was drooping in sadness. Roxas was so wrapped up in his worries of being discovered, that he hadn't noticed how calm the taller blond haired man was standing beside him. It was as if Cloud was immune to all the pressure that was building up in the hallway.

The sound of a door clicking open almost made Roxas let out a girly eep. The only thing that stopped him was the reassurance of Cloud's hand upon his shoulder. The touch was brief but Roxas leaned into it trying to borrow some of the composed air that Cloud was vibrating. Roxas and Cloud turned in unison to face the intruder who had entered from the door that they were guarding. Once Roxas realized that the newcomer was Riku all the apprehension that had been piled in the air vanished. After quietly closing the door with a wicked smirk across his face, Riku briskly made his way down the hall with the two blondes following closely behind him.

Riku smelled like expensive perfume and sex. Roxas had heard an exited female giggle from the room that Riku had made his departure. Although he desperately tried to squash the guilt of what they had done, he knew that their plan had worked and that the information they wanted had been gleaned. The fate of the girl and the state of her mind was not something Roxas wanted to dwell on. He had no desire for this guilt to grow inside his head and create unnecessary anxiety. Roxas had too many fears already, and he wasn't keen gaining a new one.

"Are we leaving?" Cloud's voice held a mixture of gentleness from his childhood and a coldness that was recently gained. Roxas could only marvel sadly at the other's collected and cool character. There was a time when Roxas could determine the reasons for Cloud's emotions, but ever since they had met him…

"After what I just did?" Riku chuckled darkly. "We would be fools not to leave."

Roxas sighed quietly at Riku's and Cloud's cold tones. He missed the good old days. He missed Cloud's smiles, and the way his blue eyes would sparkle when either Riku or he would tell a joke. He missed Riku's caring heart and he even missed Riku's jokes (that were mostly at Roxas' expense). Most of all, Roxas missed the days when there weren't any worries or fears haunting his mind. He would give anything to go back in time and change some of the choices that were made. The choices that he believed that had ruined his life and the lives of his two dearest friends. His choice had tainted them all.

Lost in his own thoughts Roxas had missed a great deal of the conversation that was taking place around him.

"Why did you leave the girl alive?" Cloud's voice was impossible to read. Cloud had an undeniable curious streak. He couldn't let anything go unanswered, he always had to know.

"Once she realizes that she was the one to betray her own people she will most likely kill herself." Riku's voice held neither sympathy nor eagerness. Although Roxas would never admit it out loud this new Riku scared him sometimes.

Roxas spoke up for the first time that evening. "I want to go home." Roxas meant home as a place of comfort, not the place that the three of them were currently staying. Unfortunately, Cloud and Riku did not understand and made no effort to console their miserable friend. In fact it seemed like they hadn't heard Roxas at all, and kept up their own conversation. He might as well not have been there.

"Ansem will be pleased to know that his suspicions were correct. Not only was that girl one of them, but she told me that there are three others residing in this town." Riku politely held the door open for Roxas and Cloud in an almost perfect imitation to his earlier act with the girl. The three took their departure of the inn, and Roxas felt a little better about the whole situation now that they had left behind the suffocating inn.

Roxas didn't want to kill anymore people, even if they had escaped their rightful punishment, even if they were werewolves.

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No birds fluttered at the open window even though Sora had spread out a nice amount of bird feed on the windowsill. This was the first day that they had not flocked to the food, and Sora felt uneasy. He sat in his usual spot beside the large window overlooking the clothed branches of a dark green tree. What little light that could find itself inside the small apartment was being soaked up by Sora's thoughtful face. His tanned skin spoke of playing in the sun, and his spiky brown hair was as wild as the usual gleam in his sky blue eyes. The eerie stillness was interrupted by a raging blond-haired woman.

"Seifer, how many times do I have to tell you?! Do. Not. Leave. Food. Lying. About!" Larxene threw her hands up in disgust, and pointed an accusing finger at her target. Then she sharply turned her back on the accused as if the sight of him was too much to bear. "Bugs are attracted to untended food, and the mice and the rats. How many unwanted residents do you want! Not to mention the waste of hard earned food that is bought by hard earned money!" By now Seifer was playfully mimicking Larxene behind her back. Larxene was always harping at Seifer for one thing or another, and Seifer had heard it all more than twice. Larxene snapped around, catching Seifer impersonating her, and screamed all the louder. "How dare you not take this matter seriously, you…you heathen!"

"Savage Nymph!" Seifer shouted equally as loud, so as not to be out done while matching a smirk to her scowl.

Sora ignored the battle that was taking place before him, and wondered if Kairi was alright. She'd been gone a great deal of time, and this morning she had seemed excited about something. Sora wondered if it was another guy she had "fallen in love" with.

A loud crash awoke Sora from his ponderings and brought him back to his surroundings. He quickly ducked to avoid another object that had been flung blindly into the air and had the nerve to actually miss Seifer and fly straight towards Sora's head.

Instead of joining in the fight he calmly asked, "Do either of you know where Kairi is?" His simple question stilled the harsh tempers of the werewolves who had been indoors for too long. Larxene cautiously put down the chair that she was about to chuck at Seifer, and sat down on said chair.

Seifer swallowed the insult he was about to spit out and in its place he answered Sora's question, "She said she was meeting some human man, and that they were going to the Lilac inn. Her usual spot."

"If she says something stupid we might end up moving again." Larxene said in an even voice, and if Sora hadn't been half listening to her yelling at Seifer he would have believed her to be a peaceful and rational person, but there was no denying the threat in her tone and the next words she hissed proved that she was still in a fowl mood, because of Seifer. "I don't want to move again!" Sora hoped for Kairi's sake that she had kept a careful eye on her words.

The four of them had been living in this town for three months this was their longest stay yet at a human village. Humans were interesting, but Sora was already feeling the tug of homesickness. He missed the closeness of the other members of the pack. They might not be related by blood but Sora still felt as if they were his family: Aerith, Cid, and Tidus. He missed his brother, Leon, even if his brother didn't miss him.

Living among humans had taken its toll on the four young werewolves. Tempers were striking like lightning (mostly Larxene), lusts were becoming uncontrollable (all Kairi), they were getting a little careless (really only Seifer was), and there was no place that Sora could run around in his wolf form freely without getting caught. Sora longed for the pleasure of rolling on soft earth, chasing deer, and singing to the lovely silver moon. It had been a long time sense Sora allowed himself to let go and go all the way under the moon's forever glowing presence, but Sora was unable to go back home to the rest of the pack until his training was over.

Every wolf cub must leave the safety of the pack and live among the humans until the moon called them back. That way, the werewolves could keep up with new inventions, news, and would be better prepared incase they met up with hostile humans, or more importantly werewolf hunters. Larxene had come to act as a guide to Sora, Kairi, and Seifer, but it seemed that she too was learning new things. Humans were always advancing and coming up with new problems to tackle, and despite Larxene's strong hatred of humans she seemed to like their inventions well enough.

So far they had been lucky, and had not met up with any werewolf hunters, and while Sora didn't really worry about it, Larxene was very adamant about taking certain safety procedures.

There were really two types of werewolf hunters: the experienced kind that were part of an organization or the thrill seekers and treasure hunters that killed for money. The rag tag thrill seekers usually killed werewolves for their pricy fur coats, but on rare occasions they would catch werewolves alive and sell them at high prices for entertainment. The organization did a more even mix of capturing and killing. Capturing for torture and killing to rid the world of werewolves. They claimed that werewolves were demons from the underworld living off human flesh so that they could live on and create evil in the veins of the world. His own brother had once been caught by an organization of werewolf hunters, and even though Leon didn't say anything about it, Sora knew that he had suffered greatly before he had managed to escape. Leon was the only werewolf Sora knew that had escaped alive, and he admired his brother greatly for this, but he also wondered if the cost for becoming a hero was too great for his brother. Leon had changed.

"That girl. I swear she'll be the death of us. Always running around." Larxene grumbled.

"I'm sure she's being careful." Sora reassured, or at least he tried to. Larxene didn't look as if she believed him.

"Sora, you trust people too easily." Seifer said, but despite the seriousness of his tone his eyes were gentle. "But, so far she's let slip only a few harmless things to a few harmless people. I don't think we should pack our bags just yet."

"Information has a way of traveling and coming together." Larxene said darkly. Sora wondered if she was making plans to leave already. He sighed; he shouldn't have brought it up in the first place.

"You're such a baby, Larxene." Seifer rolled his eyes and flopped down next to Sora.

"Go to hell." Larxene rose out of her seat and gave him the finger.

Sora jumped when he felt a change in the air and Seifer tensed beside him. "Seifer, what's wrong?"

"I smell humans." Seifer's voice was a low growl. "They stink of danger." Seifer's nose had always been incredibly sharp even in human form, and both Sora and Larxene knew that Seifer would not joke about danger when using his senses.

"How many?"

"How close?"

Sora and Larxene said at the same time, but Seifer was able to follow both of them. "I think that there are three of them, and they are very close, but something doesn't smell right."

"What do you mean?" Larxene hissed.

"For some reason I can smell Kairi, but …" What ever Seifer was about to say was lost when the door to the apartment that the werewolves were living in crashed open.

If Sora was in wolf form he knew that he and his companions would have their ears back and their tails down in anger, and getting ready to spring from their poised positions, because there was no place to run. Sora bared his teeth trying to look more threatening when he saw two blonde haired men enter the room.

They wore long black trench coats and carried weapons forged from silver. At first nobody moved, and Sora hoped that Kairi had nothing to do with this and that she was alive.

With a howl of rage Larxene jumped the tallest of the pair, trying to bring the strongest and most threatening one down first. In mid jump she had started to shed her human skin and take on her wolf's fur coat. Sora could tell that she had sunk her teeth deeply in the man's right shoulder. The man cried out in pain and before either Seifer or Sora could prevent the next fated and fatal move, the smaller man took out a silver knife and drove it deeply into Larxene's heart. Seifer growled in anger and launched himself on Larxene's killer. Sora didn't watch the rest of their fight for he quickly became engaged in his own.

A third man wearing a black hood that hid his hair and face had entered the room, and Sora began to circle him. Because the hood and cloak hid Sora's prey he was unable to quickly calculate the best form of action.

Seifer and the other two werewolf hunters faded out in to the background, and it seemed to Sora as if he and his opponent were the only living beings in the room.

Suddenly, Sora broke from his pacing and attacked. He clawed at the intruder, but the intruder evaded the swipe, and instead of gauging out the trespasser's eye he unmasked him. As the hood fell down, Sora was shocked to see that it was hiding silver hair. Sliver hair like the…,but Sora was unable to finish his thought when he felt a blow to the back of his head and was consumed in darkness.

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At the Lilac inn, behind the closed doors that Roxas and Cloud had been guarding, Kairi sat on the bed with her shoulders and head slumped with grief. She had stopped giggling an hour ago, when she realized she had made a big and bad mistake. It had only been one mistake, but she knew that it would bring very bad consequences. During the hour of pleasure she had spent with the mysterious silver haired man, Kairi had let it slip that she was a werewolf, and that she and three other werewolves were presently living in a small apartment above the baker man's shop. Kairi was too afraid to leave the room and check to see if her friends were still alive. They had to be alive. Didn't they?

Hearing approaching footsteps and the click of the door opening behind her, Kairi froze in fright. What if the man had come back to kill her?

"Kairi…"A familiar voice choked out, and Kairi could tell that the owner of the voice was in a lot of pain. Relief and forbidding written on her face she turned around and was immediately set upon by fear again. Seifer leaned against the doorway his left hand clutched the right side of his body and his right arm dangled uselessly at his side. He was alone.

"Seifer, where is…where are Sora and Larxene?" She asked, but her words where choked with so much uncertainty and anxiety over her friends welfare that she wasn't sure if Seifer had understood her. He had, and a bitter smile formed on his lips, he didn't bother to hide the pain in his eyes.

"Larxene is dead, and they took Sora with them. I have no idea if he is dead or not." Seifer regretted his harsh and blunt words when he saw Kairi wince, but he felt too weak to give an apology.

"I'm so sorry…" Kairi's voice was softer than a whisper and getting up, she went to go help Seifer lay on the bed. "When you are feeling better we must go and tell Leon…" Tell Leon what? She wondered, tell him that his younger brother was captured and possibly dead along with another werewolf? Kairi could already see the rage that would burn in Leon's eyes, and she grew frightened, but she knew that if she were to lie to her alpha, than she would be in even bigger trouble. All she could do now was help Seifer get better until the both of them were ready to make the journey pack to the pack and give the depressing news. Already Seifer had fallen in a deep and painful sleep. Kairi silently promised herself that she would be more careful and stronger from now on. After all, her friends deserved it.

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Author's Note: This chapter is a rewrite and I plan to rewrite a few other chapters too. Chapters that I have rewritten will say so. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and will continue reading!(even if I haven't finished rewriting all the chapters yet…)