Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Eternity ❯ Akatsuki ( Chapter 15 )
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Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.01.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 141 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.01.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 141 | Status: Completed
"Fist of the Mortal Flame!" declared Hiei. Kuro Momotaru, his opponent had absorbed a steaming sphere. Each of these sphere's contained a different beast armor, this one was of the ape. San was angry about these, remembering that fateful day her brother died because of the hunters that came to take members of her clan. Her brother was included with them, the only real family she had left, and then, she was framed for his murder. It was because of these assholes that she was banished from her realm and sitting where she was today. She'd like nothing more than to rip his head off his shoulders. There was nothing she could do about the youki trapped inside those spheres, they were already dead, but at least this guy couldn't use them anymore.
-Kill him Hiei- San told him. Guaranteed he was going to read her mind to figure out why she wanted him dead so badly. Kurama held onto her arm, to stop her from jumping on stage if it was possible. Her anger was justified, but the match was worth their lives, and personal vendetta's had no place here. Hiei made contact with Kuro, knocking him back but not killing him. San growled.
"That didn't look like a dragon," said Kuwabara.
"It's a related flame, but of the human world," said Kurama.
"I decided why waste the flame of the underworld the likes of you when the more mundane one of the human world would suffice. Huh?" said Hiei. Kuro was laughing, and Hiei's jagan began to glow. This wasn't a good sign.
"I really had you going there for a second didn't I?" said Kuro, continuing to laugh as he stood. San gasped, "and now I've memorized this pain to!" he declared, taking another sphere and inhaling it. They watched as his body was transformed, looking like feathers, "Your little fist technique is completely useless against me, now that I'm protected by the second beast, the armor of the phoenix!"
"What a rip off! This guy's to chicken to stick around and fight in his own skin for a while!" yelled Kuwabara. San growled, every inch of her dripping with malice for this demon. She felt Kurama's hand tighten around her arm.
"Nicely put," said Kurama, watching the scene in front of him.
"If you thought my armor of the ape was bad ass, wait until you see the capabilities my new armor has!" said Kuro.
"Man, if Kuro keeps this up, we're finished," said Kuwabara.
"There are many variations of the darkness flame that Hiei can use. I just hope he thinks of the right one before it's too late," said San. She was angry, the whole sphere thing still bothering her greatly.
"We shall see..." trailed Kurama, putting his attention back to the ring.
"Hn. Colourful get up you've got there but it doesn't look so tough," said Hiei.
Kuro laughed, "Want to see what it can do?" and then he jumped into the air. He came down fast and punched Hiei's face. He was swift in his next move, punching him across the ring again. Hiei's next move was used on his agility. Kuro made for an attack, and Hiei dodged.
"Left yourself open. How about double fist of the mortal flame!" and he punched Kuro rapidly, trying to get a good kill in. Idiot. Kuro was steaming by the end of it looking like the attack had effected him. It didn't, and he laughed once more.
"What? How did that not work?" questioned Kuwabara, as Kuro lunged at Hiei. It was lucky that he was a fast one.
"Kuro's already memorized the fist of the mortal flame. Adding another one is just a waste of energy. He should have known that," explained San. Kurama was still holding her arm, but they both knew that if anything else were to happen she could easily break free of that. Even though it seemed his attention was on the fight, she knew that he was still keeping an eye out for her. Hiei was being kicked around... literally. It seemed Kuro really had a blood lust, and he would stop at nothing until Hiei was dead San was sure.
"You convinced yet? There's nothing you can do to beat me. You might as well stay on the ground and think of a nice way to beg," said Kuro.
"Never. You'll have to rip my limbs off to keep me down!" said Hiei, struggling to get up.
"Shouldn't give him anymore suggestions Hiei!" Kurama yelled to him.
"Yeah, that's a good way to get yourself killed!" said Kuwabara. San was growling again, it seemed that was all she did when it came down to these fights. Hiei was hurt, and she cared about him, this was besides the fact that the sphere's seemed to greatly disturbed her. What could he do? There was one last thing she could think of, but she wasn't sure if it would work.
"Too bad you can't call upon your little dragon. I'd like to show the world I can beat you even with a level playing field. But then again, it might just be fun to go all the way," said Kuro, tossing a sphere in his hand, "Prepare yourself, for the next Kuro Momotaru!" he said, squeezing another sphere and inhaling it, "I shall take great pleasure in killing you," but just as he was transforming San was angry. That scent... It was Akatsuki, her brother, he was the one who killed him! Even if he wasn't, he was still to pay for it! She growled, waiting for the smoke to clear and the transformation to be complete, "Now I'm protected by the third beast armor, the armor of the wolf!"
San was fighting with Kurama to let her go. Kuwabara had stepped in, trying to restrain her. She was going nuts, and Kurama couldn't blame her, but he didn't want to see her get hurt either. She had to get him, she had to kill him, there was no way he could live wearing the spirit of Akatsuki, she'd never allow him to get away with this! "LET GO!" she screamed, trying to break free. The two boys were having trouble, she was no wimp. She elbowed Kuwabara and head butted Kurama. She changed to her wolf form and had leaped towards the stage. Kurama tackled her to the ground, holding her head down and putting his weight on the rest of her body.
"Please San, have patience," he didn't sound frustrated.
-But he's my brother!" she wailed, struggling to get out from her imprisonment.
"I'm sorry, but he's already dead, and there's nothing you can do, you must let Hiei deal with this."
-He needs to be avenged Kurama, here is the proof that I did not kill him, and I was banished! I was framed! I lost everything because of this man!-
"My apologies San, but I cannot let you interfere with this fight."
-Listen to the fox. This fool has been pissing me off, but since I'm in a generous mood, I suppose I can kill him for you as well- Hiei interrupted them.
-Please Hiei. Kill him to the point of no return, kill his soul as well!- She replied to him, but he didn't answer, and she assumed that had started the fight. Kurama had never seen her freak out like this, and wasn't exactly sure how to react to it. She was banished for murder of her brother, that was the very same reason Moriko had to leave the wolf clan. Kurama could feel her energy burning, and he knew that she wasn't going to be held down for much longer. He was hoping that Hiei would find some way to finish off Kuro, before the whole stadium suffered the wrath of San.
"I'm a hell of a lot stronger than before, and as you can see I have a few sharp new toys on my hand that I'd love to share with you if you're in the mood to play!" every word. Every word that came out of his mouth made things worse, made her anger rise. How dared he? She struggled more, but Kurama would have none of that. She was at a disadvantage with her head forced to the ground. Sometimes being a wolf sucked, especially at times like these. She couldn't see the ring, so she didn't know what was going on. She decided to watch thru Hiei, if he would allow that. She was lucky, he did, knowing she wanted to see this creature die. Hiei dodged a few attacks, getting his shirt clawed, "I promise I won't miss your flesh again, just give me a moment to get used to this body!"
"I've never known Hiei to back away from a challenger," said Kurama.
"Well he does have a lot of teeth," said Kuwabara, who was standing beside them. Hiei backed away and hit the broken sword with his foot.
-Hiei, use the sword with the darkness technique- San told him, knowing he had a good chance of winning with that. He didn't reply, merely kicked the sword up to his hand and caught it by the hilt.
"What the hell..."
Kuro was laughing, "Don't tell me the great Hiei is ready to quit."
"No you incompetent, but I will give you once chance to."
"That's very sporting of you, I think I'll pass however. Your memory isn't like mine so I'll give you a hint. If your sword didn't work on my first beast armor, it certainly won't work on the third."
"I know. I hate to use this attack. I find it totally devoid of taste or artistry."
"That's hard to believe, there's a move that's too barbaric for Hiei!" said Kuwabara.
"Then it's probably going to be very messy," said Kurama, using more force to restrain the wolf under him. Her body was vibrating with her growling, and he knew that she wasn't going to stay put much longer, not with the way her energy was flaring.
"Don't hold back on me because something's offensive. I'm no snob, I was planning a fairly vulgar move myself!" said Kuro, jumping up for his next attack. He was coming at Hiei, but San knew what was going to happen, it was her idea anyway. There was blood pouring out of Kuro, no one had seen it, no one except San and Hiei, maybe Kurama. Kuro's fangs were in Hiei's shoulder, but that was when the sword had shone its way thru the corpse.
"I'm confused," said Kuwabara.
"Sword of the Darkness Flame!" bellowed Hiei. Slicing right thru Kuro, satisfying San's blood lust. She stopped struggling, but Kurama didn't let up yet.
"What's, going on?" asked Kuwabara.
"Now I understand. Hiei did summon the darkness flame form the pits of Rekai," explained Kurama.
"I thought you said that was impossible because he'd be swallowed?"
"That's why he didn't use his arm. Hiei transferred his energy into his sword to lure the darkness flame, containing it apart form his body, he wasn't that strong. Hiei's weapon became powerful enough to pierce his armor. Kuro was dead before his teeth even sank in. Ingenius," Kurama concluded.
"I don't know about all this genius business, I mean, it's not all that different from my spirit sword and no one calls that genius. Hm?" it seemed Kuwabara had just thought of something. Brilliant, "Hey, wait a second, were you saying back there that my spirit sword didn't have any taste or artistry?"
"Hn. Of course I did," said Hiei, throwing the broken sword away.
"Okay! That's it!" Kuwabara let Hiei get to him so easily. Juri declared Hiei the winner. He walked to the sidelines once more, "Is that dead enough for you?" he asked San. Kurama had just realized he was still holding her back and he let her go. She changed back to her human form and nodded at Hiei.
"I'm sorry San, I hope I did not cause you any distress," Kurama apologized.
"No. I understand, it was just hard knowing everything I did," she replied.
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Kuwabara.
"Don't worry about it. Get up there, the next match is about to start."
...
She hunts in the forest near her den with a few clan members. She runs with her speed towards her prey. It is caught easily and she brings it back to the den. The King, her father is proud, as Yuriko, the princess brings her prey. She stands there with Akatsuki, her brother, who has been orphaned like she.
"Moriko, Akatsuki, I'd like to welcome you to our family. You have both proven yourselves worthy," the King tells them. They bow in respect for receiving such an honour. Yuriko was like a sister to the Chie's, and that suites them just fine. They are sent to move into the King's part of the den, where rooms wait for them. The now three children share the room.
"Moriko, what do you think will happen when the King dies now? I mean, what will happen to the crown?" her younger brothers asks.
"Things like this do not matter Akatsuki. You and I will step down so that Yuriko can have her birth right, no matter if he choses one of us," she replies, lying down.
"You're right. You're always right. I wish mom and dad were still with us."
"As do I, but there is nothing we can do. They would pass on soon even if they were alive."
"Yes, but they wouldn't have missed the past few centuries."
"It was bound to happen."
"I can't imagine how amazing it would be to see the future."
"It is not nearly as pleasant as one would think. Now leave me alone, I'm going to sleep."
...
"Koishii, is it possible for you to tell me the outcome of our next raid?" he asks his beloved, as his arm pulls her towards him. They lay in her former den, the next target not being too far from where they sleep. The other pack members take refuge in other rooms, but they have her former room.
"No Youko, I did not foresee anything of the sort," she tells him, snuggling into his neck. He plays with her ear without noticing.
"Does it bother you to be here again?"
"Not at all. If it was not for this place, you would not be here with me."
"Agreed. It's a shame we had to bypass the last city."
"The plague is nothing to take your chances with. I know from experience."
"Explain beloved."
"Back in my home land, where the clan dwells, the plague hit us hard. My sister was a casualty, and my father was deathly ill. He lasted maybe two hundred years before he passed. My brother and I were lucky to have survived. It killed over half of the clan, and greatly injured many others. Some were left deformed, others lost their ability of sight, or hearing, making them unable to hunt. Since we work as one, we had to leave them behind, and find a new den. There may be a few survivors, formed their own clan, but I do not know, I was untouched by it. We only took my father because the new ruler was not yet decided, but he was still able to preform his duties until the last fifty years of his days. I do not wish to see this happen again Youko, that is why we must avoid it at all costs."
"I understand koishii. It is amazing how someone so beautiful can come from such turmoil. Your life has not been easy, but I hope I have played my part to try and make it better."
"Youko, you were the end of my misery. The events prior to you were indeed full of sorrow, but now I have you, and that makes up for all of it," she tells him, moving to look into his golden as eyes as she does so. He stares back into her tawny ones, and they kiss, celebrating the first time they had met, in her former den. She loved this fox, and she knew that he loved her just as much. Their love would last until the end of their days.
...
Hiei, Kurama and Kuwabara stood in the center of the ring, waiting for Shishiwakamaru to roll the dice once more. This would decide the next match, and Hiei was already hurt. San knew that he didn't have much strength left, but he would retain it quickly. He was arrogant though, and if it came down to someone on the team not around, he would fight, despite what the other two said. She wished that a team member didn't have to be dead for her to fight, then they wouldn't have to worry about missing team members and her vendetta's that could get them disqualified. She didn't want that to happen, but she couldn't stop herself. Kuro may not be the one who killed her brother, that hunter could be anywhere, but the fact that he used the sphere's was a good enough reason for her to rip his head off. She was thankful that Hiei understood her rage, and that he let her watch as he dismantled the stupid beast. He wasn't that bad of an apparition, or so she thought.
"Come on, roll the dice again! I have an urge for three in a row!" declared Hiei. Shishi rolled the dice, the next match being determined. It was Kurama vs. Ura Urashima. This demon had basically no power, and it was a joke that he even be in the ring at all. Juri called the fight to begin. Ura twirled his fishing line, while Kurama began analyzing, wielding his rose whip. The two were even in skill, but San knew that Kurama was just trying to figure out the best way to beat his opponent. She thought it was kind of dumb, he could easily beat the weak apparition, yet he insisted upon doing things this way.
"Whoa. This is a fight!" Kuwabara observed.
"Hn. Kurama needs to stop fooling around and start fighting for real," said Hiei. San couldn't agree more.
"What? He's whip swinging like a maniac."
"Have you learned anything? It's Kurama obnoxious pattern. He never creates his own strategy until he fully understands his opponents," explained Hiei. San continued to watch. It seemed that neither opponent would break thru the other one. Her ears picked up on something, at least, she thought it was her ears. It turned out Ura Urashima was a telepath.
-Kurama, keep fighting as you listen to me. I have a favour to ask- San heard the enemy talk to Kurama.
-Telepathic communication. I don't believe that's legal in the ring- was his reply.
-I beg of you, please kill me. Don't stop fighting or they'll get suspicious!-
-Why?-
-When I joined this team, I had no idea what I was getting into. I needed money to support my sick grandmother, and Shishwakamaru promised me riches. At first it was just stealing, which I knew was wrong, but then things got worse. They convinced me to do many things I'm not proud of. Though I know I have no one to blame but my own weak disposition. But I can't go on. For the first time in my life, I'm doing the right thing-
-Suicide is not the answer. There is neither honour nor redemption in that-
-You don't understand Kurama. If I don't kill you they're goign to hurt my poor grandmother. But this guilt is too much for me to bear. As I watched my teammates fall today, I realized that being killed in battle is the only way out. Please take pity on my soul-
-I'll help you, but not by death, this world has enough of that. You can keep your life as long as you change the way you live it, believe me. As for your grandmother's well being, we can fake your death. I can sting you with my rose whip in a manner which will knock you out temporarily-
-You are indeed a good man Kurama-
-Don't do it- San told him when she was sure Ura Urashima was out of his mind.
-He asked me for help- Kurama replied to her, continuing to focus.
-He's full of shit, its a trap, he's playing on your kindness and you're giving in-
-I do not wish to take the chance- and Ura Urashima had begun to fumble, on purpose San noted. She was sure that he was bullshitting, there was no way that he was honest, she could tell. It was a nagging feeling that wouldn't leave her alone. Kurama was falling for it to, and she was really pissed off about how easy it was for him to trust others. Youko would never fall for such a stupid trap, and how she wished he would show himself. She was right, Kurama was getting ready and Ura Urashima simply played around it. San knew he was a faker, and she growled at him. The fucking idiot began to laugh.
"I studied your fighting and discovered that your only weakness was your kindness. In that regard, I suggest the way you live your life. But it's too late now! How did you put up with that goody two shoes crap? I had to choke back some major chunks while I was pretending, but boy does it feel good to be back again!" he explained. Kurama was glaring at the apparition, and he began to stand and then run from the fishing rod was was coming at him. He got to the edge and then San saw behind the plan, it was merely a distraction, "Come on Kurama, you didn't think I was really trying to hit you with those attacks did you? Hook, line and sinker, and you're the stupid fish. And before you get any ideas, know that my force field won't be easy to destroy. It's nearly impossible to break from the inside, so get comfortable, and let me introduce you to the Reverse Magic Box," the bastard continued on. San wished that Kurama would just shut him up, and liking the looks of the box in his hands, "Anybody other than the possessor who breaths its air will return to their younger years, the awkward teenage age, or even the terrible twos, you'll fall easier than a feather!" he opened the box and smoke took over, not coming outside the dome he had created.
"Hey, why isn't that smoke coming towards us?" asked Kuwabara.
"Obviously you don't understand the meaning of force field," said Hiei. He didn't seem phased by the events going on. San was growling, feeling Kurama become weaker. His energy was weak and disappearing. Then, it was gone, completely. That was strange, but the next thing that happened was even weirder. There was a massive power surge, energy she had once felt before. She heard a laugh, one that she would never forget. She gasped, could it be? That scent...
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-Kill him Hiei- San told him. Guaranteed he was going to read her mind to figure out why she wanted him dead so badly. Kurama held onto her arm, to stop her from jumping on stage if it was possible. Her anger was justified, but the match was worth their lives, and personal vendetta's had no place here. Hiei made contact with Kuro, knocking him back but not killing him. San growled.
"That didn't look like a dragon," said Kuwabara.
"It's a related flame, but of the human world," said Kurama.
"I decided why waste the flame of the underworld the likes of you when the more mundane one of the human world would suffice. Huh?" said Hiei. Kuro was laughing, and Hiei's jagan began to glow. This wasn't a good sign.
"I really had you going there for a second didn't I?" said Kuro, continuing to laugh as he stood. San gasped, "and now I've memorized this pain to!" he declared, taking another sphere and inhaling it. They watched as his body was transformed, looking like feathers, "Your little fist technique is completely useless against me, now that I'm protected by the second beast, the armor of the phoenix!"
"What a rip off! This guy's to chicken to stick around and fight in his own skin for a while!" yelled Kuwabara. San growled, every inch of her dripping with malice for this demon. She felt Kurama's hand tighten around her arm.
"Nicely put," said Kurama, watching the scene in front of him.
"If you thought my armor of the ape was bad ass, wait until you see the capabilities my new armor has!" said Kuro.
"Man, if Kuro keeps this up, we're finished," said Kuwabara.
"There are many variations of the darkness flame that Hiei can use. I just hope he thinks of the right one before it's too late," said San. She was angry, the whole sphere thing still bothering her greatly.
"We shall see..." trailed Kurama, putting his attention back to the ring.
"Hn. Colourful get up you've got there but it doesn't look so tough," said Hiei.
Kuro laughed, "Want to see what it can do?" and then he jumped into the air. He came down fast and punched Hiei's face. He was swift in his next move, punching him across the ring again. Hiei's next move was used on his agility. Kuro made for an attack, and Hiei dodged.
"Left yourself open. How about double fist of the mortal flame!" and he punched Kuro rapidly, trying to get a good kill in. Idiot. Kuro was steaming by the end of it looking like the attack had effected him. It didn't, and he laughed once more.
"What? How did that not work?" questioned Kuwabara, as Kuro lunged at Hiei. It was lucky that he was a fast one.
"Kuro's already memorized the fist of the mortal flame. Adding another one is just a waste of energy. He should have known that," explained San. Kurama was still holding her arm, but they both knew that if anything else were to happen she could easily break free of that. Even though it seemed his attention was on the fight, she knew that he was still keeping an eye out for her. Hiei was being kicked around... literally. It seemed Kuro really had a blood lust, and he would stop at nothing until Hiei was dead San was sure.
"You convinced yet? There's nothing you can do to beat me. You might as well stay on the ground and think of a nice way to beg," said Kuro.
"Never. You'll have to rip my limbs off to keep me down!" said Hiei, struggling to get up.
"Shouldn't give him anymore suggestions Hiei!" Kurama yelled to him.
"Yeah, that's a good way to get yourself killed!" said Kuwabara. San was growling again, it seemed that was all she did when it came down to these fights. Hiei was hurt, and she cared about him, this was besides the fact that the sphere's seemed to greatly disturbed her. What could he do? There was one last thing she could think of, but she wasn't sure if it would work.
"Too bad you can't call upon your little dragon. I'd like to show the world I can beat you even with a level playing field. But then again, it might just be fun to go all the way," said Kuro, tossing a sphere in his hand, "Prepare yourself, for the next Kuro Momotaru!" he said, squeezing another sphere and inhaling it, "I shall take great pleasure in killing you," but just as he was transforming San was angry. That scent... It was Akatsuki, her brother, he was the one who killed him! Even if he wasn't, he was still to pay for it! She growled, waiting for the smoke to clear and the transformation to be complete, "Now I'm protected by the third beast armor, the armor of the wolf!"
San was fighting with Kurama to let her go. Kuwabara had stepped in, trying to restrain her. She was going nuts, and Kurama couldn't blame her, but he didn't want to see her get hurt either. She had to get him, she had to kill him, there was no way he could live wearing the spirit of Akatsuki, she'd never allow him to get away with this! "LET GO!" she screamed, trying to break free. The two boys were having trouble, she was no wimp. She elbowed Kuwabara and head butted Kurama. She changed to her wolf form and had leaped towards the stage. Kurama tackled her to the ground, holding her head down and putting his weight on the rest of her body.
"Please San, have patience," he didn't sound frustrated.
-But he's my brother!" she wailed, struggling to get out from her imprisonment.
"I'm sorry, but he's already dead, and there's nothing you can do, you must let Hiei deal with this."
-He needs to be avenged Kurama, here is the proof that I did not kill him, and I was banished! I was framed! I lost everything because of this man!-
"My apologies San, but I cannot let you interfere with this fight."
-Listen to the fox. This fool has been pissing me off, but since I'm in a generous mood, I suppose I can kill him for you as well- Hiei interrupted them.
-Please Hiei. Kill him to the point of no return, kill his soul as well!- She replied to him, but he didn't answer, and she assumed that had started the fight. Kurama had never seen her freak out like this, and wasn't exactly sure how to react to it. She was banished for murder of her brother, that was the very same reason Moriko had to leave the wolf clan. Kurama could feel her energy burning, and he knew that she wasn't going to be held down for much longer. He was hoping that Hiei would find some way to finish off Kuro, before the whole stadium suffered the wrath of San.
"I'm a hell of a lot stronger than before, and as you can see I have a few sharp new toys on my hand that I'd love to share with you if you're in the mood to play!" every word. Every word that came out of his mouth made things worse, made her anger rise. How dared he? She struggled more, but Kurama would have none of that. She was at a disadvantage with her head forced to the ground. Sometimes being a wolf sucked, especially at times like these. She couldn't see the ring, so she didn't know what was going on. She decided to watch thru Hiei, if he would allow that. She was lucky, he did, knowing she wanted to see this creature die. Hiei dodged a few attacks, getting his shirt clawed, "I promise I won't miss your flesh again, just give me a moment to get used to this body!"
"I've never known Hiei to back away from a challenger," said Kurama.
"Well he does have a lot of teeth," said Kuwabara, who was standing beside them. Hiei backed away and hit the broken sword with his foot.
-Hiei, use the sword with the darkness technique- San told him, knowing he had a good chance of winning with that. He didn't reply, merely kicked the sword up to his hand and caught it by the hilt.
"What the hell..."
Kuro was laughing, "Don't tell me the great Hiei is ready to quit."
"No you incompetent, but I will give you once chance to."
"That's very sporting of you, I think I'll pass however. Your memory isn't like mine so I'll give you a hint. If your sword didn't work on my first beast armor, it certainly won't work on the third."
"I know. I hate to use this attack. I find it totally devoid of taste or artistry."
"That's hard to believe, there's a move that's too barbaric for Hiei!" said Kuwabara.
"Then it's probably going to be very messy," said Kurama, using more force to restrain the wolf under him. Her body was vibrating with her growling, and he knew that she wasn't going to stay put much longer, not with the way her energy was flaring.
"Don't hold back on me because something's offensive. I'm no snob, I was planning a fairly vulgar move myself!" said Kuro, jumping up for his next attack. He was coming at Hiei, but San knew what was going to happen, it was her idea anyway. There was blood pouring out of Kuro, no one had seen it, no one except San and Hiei, maybe Kurama. Kuro's fangs were in Hiei's shoulder, but that was when the sword had shone its way thru the corpse.
"I'm confused," said Kuwabara.
"Sword of the Darkness Flame!" bellowed Hiei. Slicing right thru Kuro, satisfying San's blood lust. She stopped struggling, but Kurama didn't let up yet.
"What's, going on?" asked Kuwabara.
"Now I understand. Hiei did summon the darkness flame form the pits of Rekai," explained Kurama.
"I thought you said that was impossible because he'd be swallowed?"
"That's why he didn't use his arm. Hiei transferred his energy into his sword to lure the darkness flame, containing it apart form his body, he wasn't that strong. Hiei's weapon became powerful enough to pierce his armor. Kuro was dead before his teeth even sank in. Ingenius," Kurama concluded.
"I don't know about all this genius business, I mean, it's not all that different from my spirit sword and no one calls that genius. Hm?" it seemed Kuwabara had just thought of something. Brilliant, "Hey, wait a second, were you saying back there that my spirit sword didn't have any taste or artistry?"
"Hn. Of course I did," said Hiei, throwing the broken sword away.
"Okay! That's it!" Kuwabara let Hiei get to him so easily. Juri declared Hiei the winner. He walked to the sidelines once more, "Is that dead enough for you?" he asked San. Kurama had just realized he was still holding her back and he let her go. She changed back to her human form and nodded at Hiei.
"I'm sorry San, I hope I did not cause you any distress," Kurama apologized.
"No. I understand, it was just hard knowing everything I did," she replied.
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Kuwabara.
"Don't worry about it. Get up there, the next match is about to start."
...
She hunts in the forest near her den with a few clan members. She runs with her speed towards her prey. It is caught easily and she brings it back to the den. The King, her father is proud, as Yuriko, the princess brings her prey. She stands there with Akatsuki, her brother, who has been orphaned like she.
"Moriko, Akatsuki, I'd like to welcome you to our family. You have both proven yourselves worthy," the King tells them. They bow in respect for receiving such an honour. Yuriko was like a sister to the Chie's, and that suites them just fine. They are sent to move into the King's part of the den, where rooms wait for them. The now three children share the room.
"Moriko, what do you think will happen when the King dies now? I mean, what will happen to the crown?" her younger brothers asks.
"Things like this do not matter Akatsuki. You and I will step down so that Yuriko can have her birth right, no matter if he choses one of us," she replies, lying down.
"You're right. You're always right. I wish mom and dad were still with us."
"As do I, but there is nothing we can do. They would pass on soon even if they were alive."
"Yes, but they wouldn't have missed the past few centuries."
"It was bound to happen."
"I can't imagine how amazing it would be to see the future."
"It is not nearly as pleasant as one would think. Now leave me alone, I'm going to sleep."
...
"Koishii, is it possible for you to tell me the outcome of our next raid?" he asks his beloved, as his arm pulls her towards him. They lay in her former den, the next target not being too far from where they sleep. The other pack members take refuge in other rooms, but they have her former room.
"No Youko, I did not foresee anything of the sort," she tells him, snuggling into his neck. He plays with her ear without noticing.
"Does it bother you to be here again?"
"Not at all. If it was not for this place, you would not be here with me."
"Agreed. It's a shame we had to bypass the last city."
"The plague is nothing to take your chances with. I know from experience."
"Explain beloved."
"Back in my home land, where the clan dwells, the plague hit us hard. My sister was a casualty, and my father was deathly ill. He lasted maybe two hundred years before he passed. My brother and I were lucky to have survived. It killed over half of the clan, and greatly injured many others. Some were left deformed, others lost their ability of sight, or hearing, making them unable to hunt. Since we work as one, we had to leave them behind, and find a new den. There may be a few survivors, formed their own clan, but I do not know, I was untouched by it. We only took my father because the new ruler was not yet decided, but he was still able to preform his duties until the last fifty years of his days. I do not wish to see this happen again Youko, that is why we must avoid it at all costs."
"I understand koishii. It is amazing how someone so beautiful can come from such turmoil. Your life has not been easy, but I hope I have played my part to try and make it better."
"Youko, you were the end of my misery. The events prior to you were indeed full of sorrow, but now I have you, and that makes up for all of it," she tells him, moving to look into his golden as eyes as she does so. He stares back into her tawny ones, and they kiss, celebrating the first time they had met, in her former den. She loved this fox, and she knew that he loved her just as much. Their love would last until the end of their days.
...
Hiei, Kurama and Kuwabara stood in the center of the ring, waiting for Shishiwakamaru to roll the dice once more. This would decide the next match, and Hiei was already hurt. San knew that he didn't have much strength left, but he would retain it quickly. He was arrogant though, and if it came down to someone on the team not around, he would fight, despite what the other two said. She wished that a team member didn't have to be dead for her to fight, then they wouldn't have to worry about missing team members and her vendetta's that could get them disqualified. She didn't want that to happen, but she couldn't stop herself. Kuro may not be the one who killed her brother, that hunter could be anywhere, but the fact that he used the sphere's was a good enough reason for her to rip his head off. She was thankful that Hiei understood her rage, and that he let her watch as he dismantled the stupid beast. He wasn't that bad of an apparition, or so she thought.
"Come on, roll the dice again! I have an urge for three in a row!" declared Hiei. Shishi rolled the dice, the next match being determined. It was Kurama vs. Ura Urashima. This demon had basically no power, and it was a joke that he even be in the ring at all. Juri called the fight to begin. Ura twirled his fishing line, while Kurama began analyzing, wielding his rose whip. The two were even in skill, but San knew that Kurama was just trying to figure out the best way to beat his opponent. She thought it was kind of dumb, he could easily beat the weak apparition, yet he insisted upon doing things this way.
"Whoa. This is a fight!" Kuwabara observed.
"Hn. Kurama needs to stop fooling around and start fighting for real," said Hiei. San couldn't agree more.
"What? He's whip swinging like a maniac."
"Have you learned anything? It's Kurama obnoxious pattern. He never creates his own strategy until he fully understands his opponents," explained Hiei. San continued to watch. It seemed that neither opponent would break thru the other one. Her ears picked up on something, at least, she thought it was her ears. It turned out Ura Urashima was a telepath.
-Kurama, keep fighting as you listen to me. I have a favour to ask- San heard the enemy talk to Kurama.
-Telepathic communication. I don't believe that's legal in the ring- was his reply.
-I beg of you, please kill me. Don't stop fighting or they'll get suspicious!-
-Why?-
-When I joined this team, I had no idea what I was getting into. I needed money to support my sick grandmother, and Shishwakamaru promised me riches. At first it was just stealing, which I knew was wrong, but then things got worse. They convinced me to do many things I'm not proud of. Though I know I have no one to blame but my own weak disposition. But I can't go on. For the first time in my life, I'm doing the right thing-
-Suicide is not the answer. There is neither honour nor redemption in that-
-You don't understand Kurama. If I don't kill you they're goign to hurt my poor grandmother. But this guilt is too much for me to bear. As I watched my teammates fall today, I realized that being killed in battle is the only way out. Please take pity on my soul-
-I'll help you, but not by death, this world has enough of that. You can keep your life as long as you change the way you live it, believe me. As for your grandmother's well being, we can fake your death. I can sting you with my rose whip in a manner which will knock you out temporarily-
-You are indeed a good man Kurama-
-Don't do it- San told him when she was sure Ura Urashima was out of his mind.
-He asked me for help- Kurama replied to her, continuing to focus.
-He's full of shit, its a trap, he's playing on your kindness and you're giving in-
-I do not wish to take the chance- and Ura Urashima had begun to fumble, on purpose San noted. She was sure that he was bullshitting, there was no way that he was honest, she could tell. It was a nagging feeling that wouldn't leave her alone. Kurama was falling for it to, and she was really pissed off about how easy it was for him to trust others. Youko would never fall for such a stupid trap, and how she wished he would show himself. She was right, Kurama was getting ready and Ura Urashima simply played around it. San knew he was a faker, and she growled at him. The fucking idiot began to laugh.
"I studied your fighting and discovered that your only weakness was your kindness. In that regard, I suggest the way you live your life. But it's too late now! How did you put up with that goody two shoes crap? I had to choke back some major chunks while I was pretending, but boy does it feel good to be back again!" he explained. Kurama was glaring at the apparition, and he began to stand and then run from the fishing rod was was coming at him. He got to the edge and then San saw behind the plan, it was merely a distraction, "Come on Kurama, you didn't think I was really trying to hit you with those attacks did you? Hook, line and sinker, and you're the stupid fish. And before you get any ideas, know that my force field won't be easy to destroy. It's nearly impossible to break from the inside, so get comfortable, and let me introduce you to the Reverse Magic Box," the bastard continued on. San wished that Kurama would just shut him up, and liking the looks of the box in his hands, "Anybody other than the possessor who breaths its air will return to their younger years, the awkward teenage age, or even the terrible twos, you'll fall easier than a feather!" he opened the box and smoke took over, not coming outside the dome he had created.
"Hey, why isn't that smoke coming towards us?" asked Kuwabara.
"Obviously you don't understand the meaning of force field," said Hiei. He didn't seem phased by the events going on. San was growling, feeling Kurama become weaker. His energy was weak and disappearing. Then, it was gone, completely. That was strange, but the next thing that happened was even weirder. There was a massive power surge, energy she had once felt before. She heard a laugh, one that she would never forget. She gasped, could it be? That scent...
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