InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Kitsune Trouble ( Chapter 1 )

 

I didn't expect such a great response to this story already! Arigato gozaimasu!

{I don't own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. That pleasure belongs to their rightful owners, Rumiko Takahashi and Yoshihiro Togashi!}

 

-The One and Only!-

Know the lingo:

Hai: yes

Taijiya: youkai exterminator

Youkai: demon

Oi: Hey

Osuwari: sit

`Inuyasha no baka': Inuyasha you idiot/Stupid Inuyasha!

Arigato: thank you

Arigato gozaimasu: Thank you very much

Miko: priestess

Bouzu: offensive term for monk

Shikon-no-tama: jewel of four souls

Kitsune: fox

Gomen: sorry

Mou: sigh of exasperation

Itai: ouch!

Hanyou: half demon

Ano: Umm

 

 

Not the Only One

Chapter 1

 

 

Sango knew the signs.

“Kagome-chan?” She ventured bravely. She could tell her friend was not in the best mood, and she didn't want to pry.

Kagome-chan can't look at him…and I haven't seen him meet her eyes once since she awoke.

“Hai?” Kagome asked, not lifting her eyes from the yellow backpack between her knees.

“Are you going home?”

Kagome tightened the straps on the bag with a tight snap. Inuyasha winced.

“Yup!” Kagome flashed the Taijiya a strained smile, before standing up and swinging the pack onto her shoulder.

“Oi,” Inuyasha said weakly, “Who said you could go?”

Kagome glared at him, the first time she had looked at him directly that morning. Inuyasha swallowed, and Kagome brushed by him.

“Osuwari,”

Sango had a feeling there was a hidden reason why Kagome had uttered the command. She watched critically as Inuyasha fell to the floor with no protest.

Sango stood up, not apologising when she stood slightly on Inuyasha's fingers on the way out the hut. She heard Miroku sigh behind her, asking,

“What have you done now, Inuyasha?”

It was the answer Sango was searching for as well, but she was more concerned for Kagome's welfare.

 

 

 

“Inuyasha no baka!” Kagome hissed, striding over the small bridge.

“Wait, Kagome-chan!” Sango called, catching up with the miko. Kagome turned, looking surprised to see Sango running with her bow and quiver of arrows.

“Sango-chan?” Kagome asked, “Is everything alright?”

“Hai,” Sango stopped, smiling a little at her friend, before handing over the weapons. Kagome accepted them silently, wondering what was going on.

“I don't know what he's done now,” Sango exclaimed suddenly, “But I find hitting things helps with anger!”

Kagome blinked, before giving a little laugh. Many images of Miroku with red slap marks on grinning cheeks flashed through her head.

“Arigato, Sango-chan. I…won't be long. I just need some time to myself,”

Sango nodded, looking like she was going to speak before thinking better of it. She leaned forward, giving the girl a quick hug, and simply said,

“Take as long as you need,”

Sango walked back to the hut, leaving her friend to mull over her troubles.

Seconds later she met a clearly infuriated Shippo, who didn't stop to talk, and only yelled over his shoulder,

“I'm going after her!”

“Shippo-chan!” Sango turned as the orange blur whizzed into the forest, letting her outstretched hand drop to her side in defeat.

“She'll be gone…”

 

 

 

Shippo pounded through the forest, his eyes smarting a little.

Inuyasha no baka! He always drives Kagome away!

“Kagome!” Shippo shouted, following her scent trial urgently. He burst through some bushes, to see Kagome crouch down, laying her bow at her side. Her finger coiled around the stem of a pretty pink flower seconds before Shippo ploughed into her.

“Kagome!”

The miko squealed in surprise, tipping back on her heels.

“Shippo-chan!” Kagome gasped, lying on the ground as the kit burrowed into her chest.

“What's wrong?”

“You didn't say bye!” Shippo cried, “I woke up and you were gone!”

Kagome pet the kit's orange fluffy hair, smiling as she slowly sat up.

“You looked so peaceful sleeping. Besides, I gave you a kiss before I left!”

“You did?”

“Of course!” Kagome laughed; twirling the pink flower in her hand that Shippo had helped rip from the roots.

“That's pretty, Kagome!” smiled Shippo, touching the delicate petals, “Put it in your hair!”

“Alright,” giggling, Kagome swept her raven locks around the flower's stem. Shippo nodded, and then frowned as Kagome pulled her backpack closer.

“Why are you going home?” Shippo asked mournfully.

Kagome sighed, fiddling with her knee high socks, “It's complicated, Shippo-chan. I just need some time away,”

“Oh,” Shippo said, piecing together what he had heard Miroku and Inuyasha shouting about when he had woken up.

“You have to stop doing this, Inuyasha! You're not only hurting Kagome-sama, you're going to tear this group apart!”

“Shut up, Miroku! I don't need advice from you- you lecherous bouzu!”

Kagome, glad that Shippo had dropped the subject, gave the kit a hug, before bending to pick up her bow. Her hand hovered in mid air, and Shippo swallowed.

“Youkai…”

 

 

 

Yoko Kurama usually didn't waste time on rumours. His booty consisted of prized treasures and much sought legends.

Though the Shikon-no-tama does fall into those categories…

Yoko sniffed the air again, frowning at the sudden bombardment of lower level youkai on his senses.

Why is there such a gathering? Unless the rumours have spread further than I thought…

Yoko frowned, swishing his silky silver tail as he took off into the thicker part of the forest. He wasn't going to lose the Shikon-no-tama to such weaklings.

 

 

They came out of the sky at such speed that Kagome didn't have time to think. Her thoughts bypassed her brain, heading straight to her nerves. Her hands grabbed the bow from the ground and arrow from her quiver as Shippo scurried up onto her shoulder.

They were basic youkai; all claws, fangs and no brains. Kagome let fly her arrow, purifying a quarter of the hoard with a purple flash.

“Give us the tama!” exclaimed one, leering as he leapt at the miko.

Kagome chose to reply with another arrow, the sparkling trail of her purifying power illuminating the forest. Shippo noticed with fright that Kagome only had two arrows remaining in her quiver, and there were still many youkai.

He jumped down, intent on retrieving fallen arrows burying in the charred remains of the bodies.

“Shippo-chan!” Kagome cried, losing her focus as the kit jumped into battle. Her hand flew to her quiver, her stomach lurching as she felt only the feather of two remaining arrows.

It's not enough!

It was only when Shippo scampered towards her with two arrows clamped in his teeth that she relaxed.

“Well done, Shippo-chan!” Kagome praised, bathing them in a violet haze as two more youkai fell sprawling out of the sky. Shippo, glad to be of help, went after the arrows eagerly.

“Shippo-chan!” Kagome watched in horror as the youkai Shippo was next to twitched. The arrow had been embedded in the youkai's scaly armour, so it was not injured; only dazed.

“Huh?” Shippo glanced up from the arrow, his green grass eyes widening as the youkai reared before him.

“Hah!” The youkai bared his fangs, raising his claw, “I have you now!”

“No!” Kagome realised she couldn't fire an arrow without a risk of hitting Shippo. The young miko did the only thing she could think of, and threw herself in front of the terrified kit.

“KAGOME!”

The youkai cackled, swiftly swiping across the miko's torso. Kagome gasped, an arrow still in her hand as the youkai aimed again. She focused on the gleaming youkai's orange eyes before plunging the purifying arrow into the demon's exposed belly. It howled, before disintegrating into dust, blowing over Kagome as she hit the ground.

“Kagome!!” Shippo hollered, his eyes welling up as blood leaked into the grass around the fallen miko.

“S-Shippo-chan,” Kagome blinked, a hand shakily rising to her chest as her eyes closed.

“We have you now!” shouted the remaining youkai, eager for some of the miko's fast flowing blood. The nearly whole Shikon-no-tama lay on her chest, splattered with scarlet.

Shippo swallowed, standing in front of Kagome protectively. He trembling all over as he thrust his shaking hands in front of him. Blue fire erupted from Shippo's fingers, and he screamed, “Kitsune-bi!”

The smoke cleared, and Shippo stumbled to his knees. There were still some youkai amid the smoke, blackened by soot and their comrades' ashes.

They weren't particularly pleased.

“Brat!” roared a lizard youkai, “You'll die now!”

 

 

 

Yoko slowed, seeing the purple light shine above the trees, beaming through the branches.

“Miko magic?” Yoko shivered, rubbing his arms as the hairs began to stand up, goose pimples covering his sleek skin.

That's correct- a miko guards the Shikon-no-tama…

A sudden, panicked cry filled the air, “KAGOME!” which was followed by the coppery tang of blood.

Yoko had started to run again, identifying the blood as female, undoubtedly of the miko.

I will not let such scum acquire the tama!

The scent of fear was thick and heady in the air- Yoko was surprised to discover it was that of a kit.

A kitsune? But there aren't any packs in the area- I am the only kitsune for miles!

Intrigued, and determined to solve this puzzle, Yoko pushed to his full speed. He appeared no more than a silver blur racing through the foliage of the forest.

“We have you now!”

Another youkai's voice was heard and as Yoko burst through the trees, he identified the speaker.

 

 

 

Shippo squealed, tears running down his cheeks as the youkai advanced on him.

Gomen Kagome! I couldn't protect you!

Shippo blinked as a silver flash flew from behind the lizard youkai.

“Rose whip!”

A green, thorny vine thrashed towards the remaining youkai, slicing a perfect crescent through the air, cutting them all in half.

Shippo stood shaking as the silver kitsune came in view. Amber eyes regarded him with a hint of interest. Shippo blinked again, before throwing himself on the ground and bowing.

“Arigato gozaimasu!”

Yoko gazed down at the orange haired kitsune, and then looked to the miko behind him. She was lying on her back, with three slashes visible on her chest.

She has only fainted…

Yoko walked past the kit that was still pressed to the ground, until he reached the miko. She was wearing the strangest kimono he had ever seen- white and green, the skirt pleated and very short.

The jewel lay on a chain around her neck, flecks of her blood marring the pure purple glow. Yoko watched breathlessly as the blood changed to luminous white, before disappearing into the jewel.

She is a strong miko- her blood is so pure…

Yoko knelt, reaching out and wrapping his fingers around the lukewarm tama.

Heat from her body…Yoko thought as he glanced at the miko's face.

She was indeed beautiful; her raven locks fanned around her head, entwined with the grass, a pink flower nestled in the curls. Her eyelashes were long and midnight black, brushing her pale cheeks.

 

Yoko gave the tama a tug, turning it in his hand to catch the light. As the rumours said, it wasn't complete- the sun caught the sparkling rough edge, which was glittering like purple amethysts.

It would be too easy- one pull and the chain would snap right off…

“Oi!”

A surprised voice shattered the kitsune's musings.

“What are you doing?!”

The young kit jumped in front of the older silver kitsune, glaring at the hand that held the tama, before looking accusingly to its owner. He was still in awe at seeing another kitsune after so long, especially since this one had protected him- but he wouldn't hesitate to choose Kagome first if it came to it.

Yoko was surprised at the fierceness in the kit's voice- especially since he had been crying on the forest floor a few minutes ago.

“You're going to take the tama from an unconscious girl?” accused Shippo, angered.

“Of course not,” Yoko let the chain slip from his fingers, making the tama jingle and bounce, “Where's the fun in that?”

Shippo frowned before turning to the fallen miko. He winced at the amount of blood staining her top, which had three diagonal slashes across her chest.

“Kagome?” Shippo gently shook the miko on the shoulder, able to tell by her scent she was only knocked out.

“Wake up, Kagome!” Shippo said, tapping the girl's cheek, “We need to go to the village and get Kaede-baachan to clean you up!”

“Why are you concerned for her?”

Shippo started at the kitsune's low tone.

I thought he would have left by now…

“Nani?” asked Shipo, turning to see the silver kitsune frown at him.

“This human,” Yoko's eyes settled on the unconscious miko's face,

“Most youkai hate them- most would gladly leave them to die. Yet- you seem to be fond of this girl,”

Yoko turned to Shippo, smirking a little as he eyed him up and down,

“Aren't you rather young to be mating?”

“Oi!” Shippo shouted, embarrassed, “Don't speak about Kagome like that!”

Yoko looked at him amusedly, and Shippo sighed, realising he had been teasing.

“It's not like that. Kagome took me in after my parents died- she cared for me when no one else did,”

So he's an orphan- well that explains that…

“Really,” Yoko said softly, “Kitsune are well known for their trickery and mischief- why would this girl take you in?”

Why a miko, of all females, who exterminate youkai?

Shippo shrugged, “Kagome's like that. Even though I stole from her the first time I met her. She sees the good in everyone,”

Shippo looked back to the girl in question, worrying his lip.

“I think I'll go get Inuyasha…” Shippo thought aloud, “I can't carry Kagome myself…”

“There's no need,” Yoko spoke, “She wakes”.

 

 

 

“Kagome?” Shippo gasped, squashing the urge to jump on the girl as he usually would do.

Kagome's eyelashes fluttered and her forehead creased. Slowly, her eyes opened, a gasp of pain emitting from her lips.

“Shippo…chan?” Kagome tried to get up, wincing at the pain shooting across her chest.

“Kagome!” Shippo exclaimed, “Careful! You're badly injured!”

“I'm ok,” Kagome smiled automatically, patting the kit on the head, “I'm just glad you're safe,”

“Gomen, Kagome,” said Shippo sadly, “You were hurt, because of me,”

“It's nothing,” Kagome took her hand off the wound, blinking at the blood imprinted on her palm, “Uh…I'll need to bandage it quickly…”

Kagome suddenly realised there was a strong pulse of youki, not too far from were she and Shippo were. Her first reaction was to grab her bow and arrows, but they were still where she had dropped them in aiding Shippo.

The kit caught her startled gaze, and smiled.

“It's ok! He saved us after you fainted!”

Kagome raised her head to look at the `he', not sure what to expect.

Yoko had been listening to the conversation with interest, surprised at how tenderly the miko treated the kit- almost as if he was her own. He turned on hearing Shippo's words, his arms folded gracefully across his chest. Kagome's eyes widened as she took in the long, silver, pearly hair, rippling like sheets in the wind as he turned.

What is it with youkai and their pretty long hair?

His golden eyes were large and caught her gaze with no reaction. His ears were white, larger than Inuyasha's and more pointed.

Great, just what I need- another silver, long haired, white eared and amber eyed heartbreaker!

A flutter of movement caught Kagome's eye- a feathery, bushy, silver tail swished at the youkai's side.

Not another inu hanyou then- just as well- one is enough!

His amber eyes were the only colour that stood out- even his clothing was white and pearly, made up of a silky kamishimo and white slippers.

Kagome shook her head, blinking.

“Arigato,” She finally managed, “For saving us,”

Yoko gazed at her, his head tilting a little.

Kagome looked away, her cheeks heating up a little by his attention on her.

“Don't push yourself, Kagome!” Shippo said as she tried to straighten herself. He glancing at Yoko as if confirming something before speaking, “I'll go get Inuyasha!”

“No! Shippo-chan, don't…” She trailed off, realising he was already gone.

Mou…Inuyasha is the last person I want to see! He's just going to gloat about how this wouldn't have happened if I had stayed…

“Itai!” Kagome managed to sit fully up, trying to locate her backpack, with one palm clamped against her wound. It felt damp and sticky, but she knew if she pressed her shirt to the wound no more blood could escape.

The silver kitsune's gaze was unnerving, and made her feel self conscious as she struggled to stay upright.

 

 

 

Yoko watched amused as the miko's eyes darted around the ground before resting on her bow and quiver.

Oh…is she going to purify me now?

He continued to observe as the miko tried to get to her feet, failing as her knees buckled.

“Mou!” she exclaimed, her head dizzy and her eyes blurring with the pain as she sat with a thump on the ground.

Yoko sighed, unable to watch her suffer any longer. He walked over, kneeling down and sweeping his hands through his fine hair.

Kagome watched warily as the silver kitsune appeared in front of her.

Uh…

She blinked at the proximity, catching a scent of roses as the youkai ran his fingers through his silver waterfall of hair.

What is he doing?

Kagome watched in amazement as the youkai produced some seeds from his hair, crunching them between his palms.

He keeps plants in his hair? The only youkai I know who does that is…Shippo! So is he a kitsune? I wonder if he's a hanyou- though he has a tail as well as ears…

Kagome's brain was buzzing with possibilities, and she only came to when the youkai spoke softly, “Don't take offence,”

His voice was low and flowed like honey, like the colour of his eyes. It was such a strange thing to say, that Kagome didn't realise what he was doing until her shirt was ripped cleanly down the middle and the blood on her skin dabbed away.

“Hey!” Kagome exclaimed as her skin flushed. The kitsune swept the shreds of fabric away with butterfly brushes of his fingers. His eyebrows rose slightly as he took in Kagome's scarlet stained cotton bra- not because of the blood, but due to the strange undergarment, which he had never seen before.

And I have seen my fair share…

“What do you think you're doing?” squeaked Kagome, her cheeks peony pink. The kitsune met her eyes and his lip quirked as he placed his hand palm down on her chest. She saw the sticky green paste he had made seconds before it was on her wound.

“Itai!” Kagome hissed, the paste stinging her skin.

“It will stop in a minute,” Yoko said, grinning a little at the miko's expression as he gently rubbed the paste into the wound, and at some points dipping into her cleavage.

How innocent…

 

 

 

Kagome swallowed, trying to ignore the fact some unknown handsome kitsune was taking advantage of her. His touch was warm, and certainly soft, and Kagome found she was unable to complain.

Yoko let his fingertips wander the miko's milky skin longer than necessary. He enjoyed the feeling of her squirming beneath his fingers and the blush that heated her body.

“There,” Yoko tore the bottom of Kagome's shirt off, ignoring her squeak of protest. He bound the wound and let his eyes travel up the miko's toned stomach before standing up. Kagome touched the makeshift bandages before looking up at the kitsune.

“Ano, arigato, again,” smiled Kagome. Yoko glanced at her, swishing his tail.

“Can you stand?”

Kagome tried, gritting her teeth as the pain threatened to knock her down again. Her wound wasn't as sore as before, and the paste seemed to be numbing it. She stumbled, finally getting to her feet, and Yoko instantly stepped forward, catching her by her elbows.

“Clumsy human, aren't you?”

It was such an Inuyasha type thing to say that Kagome had to hold in a gasp.

What with the appearance and slight indifference, you'd almost think they were related!

Kagome humped, brushing herself clean as Yoko stooped, picking something off the ground.

“You dropped this,” the silver kitsune remarked, holding out the pink flower.

“Oh,” Kagome's fingers closed around the stem, brushing the kitsune's own. Without another word, Yoko turned, and began to walk off.

“Wait!” Kagome called, “You never told me your name!”

The kitsune's ears twitched, much to Kagome's delight, and he stopped, looking over his shoulder at her.

“Yoko,” he spoke softly, “Yoko Kurama,”

“Yoko Kurama,” Kagome repeated, “Mine is…”

“Kagome,” smiled the kitsune mischievously, “I know”.

She watched as the kitsune made to walk off, threading the flower through her hair. She caught a sudden glow of something, in the fold of his garments, near his waist, as he turned. Kagome gasped, covering her mouth to muffle the sound. Her hand flew to her neck, skin meeting skin

 

 

 

I've never been good at writing long chapters, but I seem to be having luck with this fic!

I've got the first 17 chapters planned in my head already (see why I had to interrupt The Stolen Youth of Rin?!) so it's going to be a long one!

And as I only have 2 days of school left, I'll be able to update a lot!! By the way, this isn't gonna be a simple Kagome/Yoko fic! You've been warned!

Arigato, as always, to my reviewers! Keep it up!

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