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Kanon, in his Assassin White tunic, sat on top of a building. A gust of wind lightly brushed past his hood, revealing the intense eyes that lied hidden beneath it.

"Time to get to work..." he muttered to himself as he watched over the city, hanging out with the birds that occupy the rooftop. He noticed a bale of hay sitting under him, and figured that he could use it as a cushion to break his fall. With a shrug, he got up from his spot, wiped any dirt that tainted his pure white treads, and spread his arms out like a pair of wings before stepping towards the edge of the roof.

The Assassin closed his eyes before his descent to free fall, knowing that fate guided him towards that safety net. He can't die... or rather; he knows that he WOULDN'T die, unless it was his time. With that in mind, he smiled and jumped off the roof. His hood resembled a beak, and his arms a set of wings; those two combined made him look like a majestic eagle. But no one saw it. Kanon hit the hay bale in a blink of an eye, and got out as fast as he could. A few pieces of hay stuck to his clothes, but other than that, Kanon got out relatively unscathed. He checked the vambrace he donned on his left arm for the Hidden Blade: It was still there, sitting pretty underneath his sleeve. He also checked the Sword of Rain that rested in his waist: Still there. He smiled, and walked away.

But he didn't get far; a beauty caught his eye. Kanon stood silent as a female dressed with a pink vest with a white shirt underneath walked past him, brushing against his shoulder. Kanon was speechless: Who was she?

Kanon didn't hesitate... at least, not more than he already did... to introduce himself. He spun around as she walked away, and ran to catch up to her, tapping on her shoulder to get her attention.

"What do you want?" she said coldly, as fire bred in her eyes.

Kanon was slightly taken back. Was he in the wrong?

"I just wanted to get your name, Miss."

"Why? It's not like you'd remember... It's not like anybody will remember it..."

Her eyes quickly shifted away from him, but Kanon saw her eyes shimmer a little. Was she crying? Before Kanon could ask, the female just turned away. "I have to go to work," she said with a cold heart, as she resumed walking away from him. Kanon didn't let up.

"A female as beautiful as you need not work," Kanon replied with a smile, but the female only turned around for a brief second to give her answer.

"Unfortunately, it is my beauty that gives me work..."

Kanon didn't understand her cryptic response, but the female didn't stand there long enough to clear things up. She kept on walking. Kanon saw sadness in her eyes... he wanted to know her story.

"Fate may decide what happens, but sometimes... we need to create our own.

With that in mind, he decided to tail the female.

"Hide in plain sight."

That part of the Creed bounced around inside Kanon's mind as he bowed his head, following this female while blending in with a crowd of people. With a myriad of flashy colors surrounding him, no one will notice the boring, albeit shiny, white tunic sitting near the anonymous middle. Kanon kept his head down enough to hide his face, but not so far down that he couldn't keep one eye on the female.

The female (Kanon was so keen on learning about) walked with a strut, breaking male's neck as their eyes follow her behind. Some stood completely still, watching her go while others kept walking, bumping into people or tripping over "that box."

Those fools.

Sure, Kanon did notice how... structured the female was... and the way she walked... and how soft her lips looked... but... but... What was he saying?

Kanon shook his head, being free from lustful thoughts, and kept his eyes on the prize, (and what a prize she was), hoping to follow her to her job.

What job could she have possessed? Kanon wondered. Did she work at a bakery? No... She wouldn't be dressed for something like that. Maybe she ran some stables? No... She was too pretty for that. Well, she did mention her beauty being a factor... Maybe she worked in a bank? Her looks could distract people from "double checking" their accounts...

Kanon was deep in thought, with his body moving on auto-pilot moving with the crowd, being careful not to do anything more than simply brushing someone's shoulder. He didn't know what she did, but whatever it was, he would visit every day.

She stopped. He did as well. People behind him got mad.

She looked left and right. He imitated that notion. The people walked around him in frustration.

She walked forward to a shoddy looking building. He walked in closer, getting out of the crowd.

She took one more look around her, this time a good 360 degrees. Kanon was in plain sight, and sensing that she would look back, he jumped into a nearby well, being careful not to fall in. It was too dark to see how deep the well was, but the fact that he didn't even feel any moisture made him feel uneasy.

The female, certain that no one was following her, opened the door and walked in. Kanon jumped out of the well, again, being careful to not to slip and fall. He walked towards the building, and stared at a sign that hung over the door.

"Rosa In Fiore?" he said to himself, "Blooming Rose?"

Kanon, despite being here in the amount of time he did, didn't know what this place was. It sounds like a decent place, but a list of possibilities of what their services could be ran through his head.

He immediately thought it was a flower shop, but he saw no flowers... Who would open a flower shop and not showcase any? It could've been a restaurant, but considering how bad the place looked, who'd eat here?

Kanon frowned. He just realized that in the amount of time he spent wondering what kind of a place this was, he could've just walked in and found out. He gave himself a mental face palm and opened the door.

Inside was a lobby with females standing all around. A good majority of them were wearing the same outfit with matching form of ears. A female standing behind a podium nodded her head at a young male holding the small of the back of another female. The male returned the gesture, and then took the female upstairs. After her business with him was done, the female behind the podium saw Kanon and called him over.

"Ah... You may approach me."

Kanon slowly walked over to her. Several female remarked how handsome he looked as he passed by, which slightly embarrassed him. However, he paid them no mind and walked up to the female.

"Ah, a new face," she greeted him, "Welcome to the Rosa In Fiore. You may call me Madonna Solari. What brings you here today?"

"Fate brought me here," Kanon replied.

"Indeed," Solari answered, "So, see any female you like? We have plenty to choose from."

She swept her hand in the air, gesturing all the females around the lobby. Each one, one after another, bowed in front of Kanon, showing a little cleavage while squeezing their breasts. Kanon took a look around the room, and one female decided to approach him.

"Oh, you look like a male who could handle me..." she flirted as she got closer and closer... Kanon could feel her hands on his chest, even past his light armor behind his tunic, and while he felt good, he mostly felt uncomfortable.

"Ooh..." Solari smiled, "Grace seems to be taking a liking to you..."

"Come on," the female whispered in Kanon's ear, "Why don't you let me show you a good time?"

Kanon tried to keep his cool composure, keeping his face emotionless, but his fur ruffled and erected a bit. He was so nervous; he had to turn away from the female when her paw brushed his hair.

"Um," Kanon stammered, "I-I c-came here for a-another female."

"Aw, that's too bad" the female pouted as she got off of him. She sighed a little, and then walked back to her spot.

"Oh," Solari sounded surprised, "You already know who you want?"

"Well," Kanon regained his composure, "I followed a female here. She didn't dress like any of the other female. She had a pink vest, with short, brown and black fur."

With that description, however cryptic it sounded, caused the female around him to flood the room with their groans. Kanon didn't understand what was going on, but he could hear what some of the female said:

"Her!" " Dannazione, non di nuovo!" "E 'così maledizione popolare!" "I hate her!"

The only female in the lobby who didn't react like the others was Madonna Solari, who simply raised her hand to quiet the other female.

"Stop it this instant! We have a customer!"

Her voice carried weight; everyone immediately quieted down. Even Kanon felt himself shudder a little.

Solari's voice resumed its normality as she continued talking while flipping through a book.

"Aw... Fiona Cavazza... She's real popular you know. You got good taste... and good timing!" Solari paused a second to confirm what she was reading. "She's free right now." With that, she called out to the stairs behind her.

"Fiona! Come down please!"

Kanon's eyes never left the stairs. As soon as a shoe was within sight, Kanon's eyes immediately looked for a muzzle. The next thing to appear was a pair of hands that stood out before the pink fan that covered her breast. Kanon looked up once more once the female's face appeared.

As soon as it did, the female, apparently named Fiona Cavazza, stared right at Kanon. Her eyes contacted with his eyes, and his eyes did the same to her. While Kanon didn't realize it, this meeting marked his place in destiny.

There was no escaping now. Kanon had a chance to change his fate. His destiny might as well be set in stone, for the second he decided to pursue this female, his fate is already decided.