[Center][h2]Ayame[/h2][/center]

The small footsteps hastily sounded throughout the street. People turned around when they heard the footsteps and questioned what was going on. A small girl in silky robes ran through the streets with her orange mixed hair wildly dancing behind her. Her thin arms clutched a small loaf of bread to her chest with a terrified look on her face. Once she turned around the corner people started to move on again before loud stomping echoed along the street as a big fat baker attempted to chase after her. The man was already soaked through with sweat "Come back you-you brat..." He gasped after her, leaning on his knees he tried to catch his breath. The girl ran a few more blocks and finally ended up by a set of stairs down near the river. She squished herself through the metal bars and started running again under the city. 

Only after a few more yards she stopped with running to look back a few times, if no one was following her. The small footsteps echoed through the sewers along with her somewhat tired breathing. This wasn't her first time having to run from some shop owner. It was the worst feeling in the world, still it helped her survive. She ended up at a round like room with metal fencing above the water. A small round wooden table was standing in the middle of the room with a light bulb hanging above it. To the side of the room was a half ripped sleeping bag with two coats on top of it. She sat down on her knees at the table and laid the bread down. She then broke of a small portion and gulped it down her throat. It didn't have much taste but it would last about half a week. 

This was her 4th month living in the city and it wasn't that great so to say. She has found this shelter to live about 2 weeks ago. She hasn't been able to find anyone nice either. Well she hasn't taken the courage to approache others. Quietly she munched down the rest of her portion for today and left through the hallway again outside. The big baker was no where to be found. She quietly entered the many streets of the city again just kinda keeping herself occupied throughout the day. She looked at some of the displays of the toy stores and all the clothes that passed by. Sometimes even someone would walk up to her and hand her some money but she just froze andran away without the money afterwards. It was not even that all the stores would let her in because she was covered in dirt and smelly. She hasn't washed herself for days. She quietly walked along some of the shopping streets in the city barefooted.