Unrehearsed Adventures

Chapter I

"Are you mad?!"
"No! I swear I'm perfectly sane!"
"Key, people do not going around seeing floating white squirrels."
"Well, I'm not a person, now am I?"
"Key! Don't pull that one. Again."
"Phaw. I'm not."
The girl whirled on her heals, her reddish brown tail and dirty blond hair flying behind her. The boy who had been arguing with her sighed, rolling his eyes and brushing a strand of his dark brown hair out of his face. The sound of Key's soft boots retreating up the stairs to her room made him wince. How could she be so human, yet so cat like in her ferocious retaliations? Even though he had known her since he was 6, 11 years had done little to explain anything about the sadistic little neko-girl.
"Dommy! Were you auguring with Keyeta again?" The brunette's long time pal Leon came up behind him, his blond hair stuck in its usual ponytail.
"No I was not." He shot back at Leon.
"Now Dominick, what would your mother say?" He said, a malevolent grin hovering around his mouth.
"She'd say the Cat was mad too. She said she saw a white squirrel that could fly." He muttered. Leon was silent for a moment.
"Uh, Dommy? I hate to tell you, but albino flying squirrels are kinda indigenous to this area." Leon said, a nervous smile on his face. Dominick spun around to face his friend.
"You're kidding." He said.
"No, actually." Was Leon's response. With a swear Dominick jumped up the stairs of his parent's manner home at a run. Leon just chuckled. His best friend could be a tad think headed at times, at Key often seemed to be a main target of his ignorance. This however, had done nothing to the neko- girl and his friendship. Shouting could be heard upstairs, and he just sighed, walking into the kitchen. The Reliman's kitchen was large like the rest of the house, and staffed by Libby, their cook, and her two daughters, Raia and May. Libby was busy making dinner, and she smiled when she saw Leon come in though the door.
"Good afternoon Mister Leon!" She called happily, and he walked over to stand by her. "Where's Mister Dom?"
"Upstairs having a row with Keyeta." He laughed, helping himself to a slice of cucumber.
"Oh deary me, another one?" Libby asked worriedly.
"It's fine Libby, he does this all the time." He reassured the cook.
"Oh, I know. But it just worries me that those two are always at each other's throats." Libby responded, dumping the mix of vegetables into a pot.
"They'll get over it in time for dinner." Leon said, and then wishing Libby goodbye, went outside into the garden.
Ever since his parents had died, he had lived with the Relimans. They had been killed when he was only four by traders, and because the families were such good friends, they had taken Leon in. Only a couple years later, Keyeta had come to be a maid, but the little neko-girl had instead found a place in Dominick's mother's heart, and Nydia had taken the cat in as her daughter. They were defiantly one odd "family", such as it was. Baron Haruf, Dominick's father, was almost never home, so it just added to the oddity. Footsteps behind him told him that Dominick was back.
"Good for nothin' cat." He muttered, stuffing his hands in his pockets and coming to stand next to his friend.
"Dommy, you really should just let her win sometimes." Leon suggested, not looking at Dominick.
"No way. She's got to learn to lose first." Dominick retorted.
"Like you?" Leon laughed, smiling at his friend.
"No, not like me. I mean. yeah. Like me." He murmured in defeat. Leon put a hand around Dominick's shoulder.
"It's a good lesson to learn." Leon teased, as Dominick ran a hand up his friend's back. "What are you doing?" Leon asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing Love." Dominick taunted, grinning evilly.
"Oh no, not back to this old nickname." Leon said, rolling his eyes and pulling away.
"Yep." Dominick laughed, and before Leon could escaped he kissed him on the cheek, and let him go, laughing.

"Keyeta, pass the salt, would you Dear?" Nydia asked in her airy voice, and Key passed the saltshaker down the table to Nydia.
"Mother, there's one right next to you." Dominick pointed out, rolling his eyes.
"Oh dear, so there is." Nydia exclaimed. Dominick had never thought his mother's head was screwed on quite straight. "Did you all have a good day?" Nydia said, changing the subject.
"Don't make me answer that." Key said, eyeing Dominick across the table. He just winked at her.
"Why ever not, Dear?" Nydia asked.
"Nothing." Key muttered, and then busied herself with eating.
"Oh. All right. How about you Leon?" Nydia asked.
"Fine." He responded. When his mother asked him, Dominick responded with a grunt.
"My, my. Aren't we just the talkative little bunch tonight." Nydia exclaimed, looking at her three charges with mild amusement.
"Whatever." Dominick muttered, stilling glaring at Key for just kicking him savagely under the table a moment ago.
"Would you all like to be excused?" Nydia asked, already knowing the answer. In a flash all three were gone, Key's chasing after Dominick.
"I am going to shave your head and then stick a harmonica down yer throat!" Key cried, skidding around a corner after the fleeing Dominick.
"You're going to have to catch me first, you little sadist!" Dominick yelled over his back.
"Oh I will!" And with that Key threw herself and Dominick, tackling him to the floor with an audible thud.
"My wrist! I think you just broke my wrist, you little demon. Now get off me! You don't have scissors or a harmonica, so there's nothing you can do." Dominick said, shoving her off and slapping her in the face with a yelp of pain because of his wrist.
"Guys!" Leon had come running up. Although they had argued before, it was the first time anything had turned into physical fighting.
"What?" Key scowled, glaring at him.
"What did you two do?!" he cried, looking from Dominick (who was nursing his wrist) to Key, who had tears in her eyes and a hand mark on her cheek.
"He slapped me!" Key wailed, starting to cry full out.
"She broke my wrist!" Dominick growled. Leon sighed, examining the wrist.
"It's not broken." He said, and then sent both of them back to Nydia, with a promise of "yelling at them because they were both acting like little winy children." Why was he the one always solving problems between those two? The fact that they had actually gotten hurt unnerved Leon though, because that had never happened before.
Climbing the stairs to his room, he threw his shirt off before collapsing into bed and falling asleep.

"Leon, you sleep head, wake up!" Key said, jumping on the end of his bed. With a groan Leon sat up, his blond hair strewn in his face and hanging around his shoulders.
"What Keyeta?" He asked, rubbing his eyes before reaching for the piece of cording he used to tie his hair back with. The sun was up, shinning though his high windows.
"I want to talk to you." She said, smiling sweetly.
"Talk." He said, dragging himself out of bed and digging though his trunk to find something to wear.
"I didn't want to make Dommy-Chan any madder last night, so I decided to talk to you first, but you were asleep when I came up last night." She said.
"Yes.?"
"Well. Uh. I don't really like to talk about this stuff, but."
"You saw us in the garden last night."
"He kissed you Leon! And you let him!"
"Brilliant observation, Ms. Points-out-the-obvious-a lot."
"Leon, that's- that's not right!" Leon turned to face Key, slinging a vest over his shirt.
"Why isn't it?" He asked.
"Because! I mean. ohhhhh! Forget it. I'm to young to understand all this mushy love junk anyway." She wailed, jumping off the bed, and Leon caught her shoulder, swinging her around to face him.
"You're jealous." He grinned. That's why you were so mad at Dommy last night."
"I am not!" She sniffed, and then ran off, leaving Leon to shake his head with a chuckle.
A moment or two later, Dominick came in, glaring about something.
"What was that all about?" He asked, sitting on Leon's bed.
"She saw us kissing last night, and freaked out." Leon explained, sitting next to Dominick.
"Oh. I suppose she would." Dominick muttered, pulling Leon close to him and kissing him. Leon wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, and they didn't break apart until footsteps were heard down the hall. Sighing, Dominick let Leon get up. Looking outside, Leon came back a moment later.
"You're mom." He said, smiling.
"She is so weird. Always hovering around." Dominick muttered, flopping backwards onto the bed. Leon smiled at him. Dominick's pallid skin stood out against the deep green bed cover, his almost black hair in his face, which almost blended in with the dark green.
"C'mon Dommy, I think it's time for another adventure." Leon said, helping the other boy up.
"Like the one we took when we were 12?" Dominick asked, speaking of when they disappeared for the weekend, to try to sneak away to see Dominick's father. However, they had been found.
"No. I think it's time for a vacation to rid our selves of this stuff manor." Leon grinned, and led Dominick outside.

"I'm coming too." Both boys spun around from tacking up their horses to see Key, a pack on her hip and dressed in traveling clothes. Behind her was her dutiful bay mare, Clover, who never left the neko-girl's side on trips.
"No you are not." Dominick scowled at her.
"Oh yes I am!" she cried, flicking her tail around.
"Key! You can't come!" Dominick protested.
"Why do you want to, anyway?" Leon asked, adjusting his cowboy hat.
"Because, it'll be fun." She snorted, and swung up into Clover's saddle.
"Fine!" Dominick snapped at her, and mounted his white horse, Gale. Leon just grinned, swinging up into Nox's saddle, his black horse.
"I can't believe this! We're going on a real live adventure!" She squeed happily.
"Yeah, what a group we are. A sadistic, immature neko-girl, a pretty boy with a temper, and a wanna-be cowboy." Dominick said, grinning over at his friend, who rolled his eyes.
"You give your self to much credit." Leon laughed, and with that they rode out the gate, Key happily singing a little song.

A/N: Here's the next story. again, corny title. X3 I'm bad with titles, can you tell? Anyway, please review! (As usual.)