Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Healing (My Kitsune p3) ❯ Healing ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Healing 6 (NewYork 11-21-02)

There's no words to say
No words to convey
This feeling inside I have for you.
Deep in my heart
Safe from the guards
Of intellect and reason
Leaving me at a loss
For words to express my feelings
Deep in my heart.

Look at me losing control
Thinking I had a hold
But with feelings this strong
I am no longer the master
Of my emotions.

- For you : Tracy Chapman


It's dark... where am I? I smell death, moldy,
suffocating death. Cold, my entire body shivered and I
realized I was hurting everywhere, I opened my eyes
and I would not have known the difference, everything
is pitch black. I opened my senses to make sure I'm
alone before I dared to flex my muscles. My hands are
alright, my wrists ache, my elbows are scraped, arms
alright but one shoulder, my right, aches inside like
it got almost dislocated. I can move my head, mph!
Broken ribs...2? 3 more? A long gash on my thigh...
it's infected, ankle swollen, bruises and cuts
everywhere... I can't flex my left knee... lips
cracked, throat parched...

I touched the top of my head, no ears, hair, I'm in
my human form. I fainted... dammit how long was I out?


Calm down, don't breath too deep, your lungs are
choked with this mold already.

I have to move, I have to get out of here.

I'm starving... I'm parched...

Corpses... I killed these... judging by the growth of
the mold, I've been out for more than a day. Dammit!
What am I going to eat? I haven't eaten in days, I
need to eat or I won't heal.

It's cold enough, I could try the internal organs. I
can't walk! I have to walk! I remmember I killed one
of them away from the main explosion I caused, that
should have viable parts. Oh no... it's covered in
mold...

Eat it! Run! Run!

It's vile... I have no choice, yes! I have some water
left.

Hurry! Hurry!

O gods! More of them coming! I've been out too long.
I can't save myself ... take over! Somebody take over!

...

"Hiei? Wake up baby, your having a bad dream. Hiei?"

I sat bolt upright trying to breath deeper, clutching
at my chest where the broken ribs in my dream were. I
tossed the comforter from my legs and verified for
myself that they weren't injured, it was a dream but
it felt so real...

Only then did I notice the long, long alabaster legs
next to mine. The long lines of his legs was broken at
the hips by the rich length of his silver white tail
covering his front before it went on to become the
planes of his sculpted abdomen and chest. I looked
besides me at the Youko who was eyeing me worriedly
"You alright?" he asked.

I nodded, swallowing hard.

"Stay there, I'll get some water." he dropped off the
side of the bed gracefully and picked up one of the
towels on the floor to wrap around his waist. With
long, soundless strides he made his way to the bar
fridge. You would think that because of his size you'd
hear the thumps of steps, but no, the only thing I
hear from him is the quiet swish of his hair and the
sure beat of his core.

Are we in danger? Why is he here? What was that
dream? I looked at the clock next to our bed and it
said 4 am. Why didn't he wake me? We were suppose to
go to that island tonight. I rubbed my face with my
hands and tossed my questions aside, I tried to
remember that dream. I heard the crack of plastic
seals and looked up, and up, at the Youko who offered
me a bottle of mineral water.

I took the bottle from him and drank it gratefully, I
feel like my throat was padded in cotton. He leaned on
the bed with his elbows, his shoulders draped with his
silken hair that glowed faintly gold because of the
lamps. His ears focused on me, his golden eyes
darkened by the shadows never left me, his dusky, rose
colored lips were pressed together and his steel grey
brows were set in a worried line. He reached out and I
watched as my hand dissapeared within his.

"Wanna tell me bout it?" he asked. I looked up at him
and tried to remember that dream again. It was fading
and blowing into tatters even as I tried to grasp it.

"I don't know, something about being injured, there
were enemies and I was very hungry and thirsty, it's
fading though, I can't remmember. "I drank some more
water. "What are you doing here? Are we in danger?" he
smiled at me mischieviously.

"Shhh," he pressed his finger over his lips "you
might wake up Shuichi." he stage whispered. I raised
my brows at him and he chuckled. "Just kidding baby, I
have to spend some time as Youko to keep balanced. I
take 6 hours out of 24 or around 2 or 3 days per week.
It's our compromise, you know, how we manage to
cooperate with each other."

"You mean you take turns? Six hours out of everyday
you get to go around as yourself?" I asked him.

"Yes, I had to take the nightshift here in the
ningenkai because I really, really stick out. Sucks,
but I don't exactly have a lot of choices." He climbed
into bed and laid down next to me. "I can't sleep when
I'm in this form either, too much 'go juice' in the
system. What I want to do is run or fight or fool
around." he winked at me.

"Is that why you look exhausted when we were in
Tokyo?"

"Aa, that and my injuries." I frowned then nodded
remmebering how he fled from Yoshira in those caves.
"I woke up 5 hours ago and," he turned on his side
pulling the comforters up over my legs and around his
chest, he looked up at me "I've been watching you
sleep all night." he finished with a smile.

"5 hours? Then your done in one more hour." I said
dissapointed.

"No, baby I'm done now. I spent a lot of time as
myself in Hong Kong." I turned my frown on him, he
leaned in to kiss my hip. "Don't worry, there will be
other times."

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"You were so deeply asleep I didn't want to disturb
you, besides we have to plan this, I have to know the
ferry schedule and where to take the ferry, I have to
book us for a stay at a hotel there and have a look at
the maps. Then I have to call a lawyer and ask some
questions on business here, then I have to call
deBeers and-"

"Alright, alright you made your point. Today is going
to be a busy day." I crossed my arms over my chest,
I'm dissapointed, I want to spend time with the Youko
but he's telling me it's Shuichi's turn again. Not
that I don't want to spend time with Shuichi, I just
want to get to know this aspect of Kurama better. I
passed him the half empty bottle of water and he put
it away for me, his arm stretched out to place it on
the night table. I think my entire arm from shoulder
to wrist is as long as his upper arm, from shoulder to
elbow.

"Hiei?"

"What?" I snapped, I shook my head because I wasn't
able to hide how impatient and dissappointed I was.
"Gomen." I muttered and the silence that fell between
us lengthened.

"I want to make a deal with you." he said softly but
firmly, I looked down at him, his shoulder looks like
it's been sprinkled with silver gold dust.

Gods, he's like a dream! I can't get my mind around
how beautiful and etheral he is up close. I feel
frozen, overwhelmed by his prescence once more, I want
to touch him and flee from him at the same time. I
feel like Hong Kong was a dream and this is a dream
all over again.

"A deal?" I asked somehow breathless.

"You want me right? You want me to take you?"
Something unreadable was in his expression, it wasn't
hostile, it wasn't warm either.

"Aa." I said cautiously as I tucked my legs under me.

"Give me 3 days to get you ready. You have to get
used to my smaller form first before you can have me."
he said and his eyes became serious.

"Why? How big are you?" I asked.

"Hiei, that's not the issue. You have an aversion to
touching me." I let my arms fall from my chest. I
didn't realize I was doing that, if he was Shuichi
Kurama I would have been in his arms seeking comfort
from my bad dream. I would still be there right now...

"G-gomen." I said, I shook my head at myself and
covered my eyes with a hand. I'm actually in a
position to leap away from him.

"That's understandable, you didn't expect to see me
here. You've improved though." I heard the smile in
his voice "Last time you woke in my arms you leapt to
your feet and made ready to fight me to get to your
sword."

I groaned "That's why I wanted to spend time with you
Youko Kurama!" I pushed him to his back and looked
down at him, I laid my hand on his chest and ran my
fingers over his dusky rose nipples. He caught my hand
and kissed my fingertips.

"No Hiei, don't," he said voice dark with hurt. "give
me three days to get you ready for me." I closed my
hand into a fist and pulled away from his touch.

I am so pissed at myself "Three days..." I rubbed my
face with a hand, I couldn't help it, I wasn't even
aware I was doing it. "I need to know all of you
Kurama, and your right, without my thinking I'm
reacting to you in a hostile manner." I sighed
"Alright, 3 days, what do you want me to do in
return?"

"You will not attempt to seduce me while I'm in this
form, 'coz baby, you can't imagine how thin my self
control is right now. I do not want to rape you, I do
not want to tear you, and I assure you, that will
happen if you force the issue." he told me this with a
hint of that cold light in his eyes.

I looked long and hard at him and he looked back at
me with the force of his will. I nodded acknowledging
my show of weakness, "Deal. You have 3 days, and I
won't force the issue with you." he smiled and nodded
back.

"Good. Come." he pulled me down to his chest and I
had to suppress the urge to push him away. It put me
to shame, which made me more determined to do as he
said. I let him press me close to his chest, taking
initiative, I climbed onto him and laid my head under
his chin. I wanted to kiss his throat, I wanted to
kiss his lips, I want too suckle on him, but I swore
I wouldn't do anything that will arouse him. He pulled
the sheets around us and his fingers went through my
hair.

I had to content myself with lying calmly upon him,
my feet curled up to rest on his hip over the rough
towel away from his sex, my fingers tangled in his
silvered locks. I rose and fell with every breath he
took, his fingers in my hair and his hand on my back
put me into a spell I couldn't resist. I drifted, half
dreaming, half awake, listening to his core beating
that hypnotic rythm, listening to the building and the
city awake around us.

I really must have fallen asleep because when I
opened my eyes next I was on my back and my red headed
fox was kissing my chest. He rose to give my lips a
demanding kiss and I felt his arousal prodding my
sleeping member to wakefulness.

He made slow passionate love with me, he took his
time arousing me until I willfully parted my legs for
him. I want him to make me ready for his larger form,
I have no idea how much larger but if he's going to
tear me despite Kurama's size now, then he must really
be big. I put that thought out of my mind and gave
this moment to my red Kitsune.

He came in me twice, he made me sore all over again,
but I wouldn't have it any other way. We held on to
each other afterwards planting random kisses, stroking
each other's faces, loving the feel of our skins
against each other.

I tasted myself on Kurama's lips because he cleaned
up my spendings with his tounge, it was... it was very
erotic, tasting myself in his mouth, it was enough to
rouse me for the second bout. He took me from behind
on our second encounter and we soiled the sheets, he
didn't get what he wanted but he licked his hand and I
helped him clean my own spendings from it. I sucked on
his thumb while he licked his forefinger our eyes
closed because of their proximity to each other, his
lashes brushed against my cheek...

'I love you' does not begin to encompass what I feel
for Kurama. I can't bring myself to say those words
because they don't do justice to the depths and
lengths I'd go through to keep him happy and close ot
me.

The lights behind the curtains turned brighter while
we held each other. And I realized we haven't spoken a
single word to one another since I woke up to his
kisses. He kissed my nose to get my attention.

"I love you." he whispered the first words of the
day. I smiled up at him and kissed a handful of his
forelocks before I yanked him down for a kiss on the
lips.

"We have a busy day today, you were nagging me about
it." I said as we parted.

"Me? Nag? I don't nag. But we do have a busy day
ahead of us." he ran a finger down my chest to my
belly then made circles around my belly button.

"What do we do first?" I asked closing my eyes to
feel him closer to me. Relishing his scent all over
me.

"Shower, then breakfast, we have to put our important
things away because I'll send in house keeping to
change the sheets."

My teargem... I left it in one of the flower pots in
the bathroom.

"I'll make phonecalls and we'll see from there." the
finger around my belly button moved to cup my ass, he
squeezed me gently and kissed my nose again to get my
attention. "Anything you want to change so far?"

"No, I'm too sore and achy for anything else." he
laughed. Reluctantly, I rose from the bed and taking
his hand pulled him with me to the shower.

We showered quick, I'm sated and not in the mood for
more but my husband is true to his youko self. He was
sporting an erection halfway through our shower and I
had to stroked him off with soapy fingers to satisfy
him. I stopped him from reciprocating because I didn't
need it right then, he looked oddly at me but accepted
the fact that I don't need it as much as he does.

We are low on towels, he needs 2, one for his body
the other one for his hair, I don't know how long we
are going to stay here, so I held my arms away from my
body and dried myself off by blowing my youki out in a
short hot burst. It made my hair crackle with static
and my skin tight but I was dry and I didn't need any
towels.

"Hiei." I looked behind me and gaped at Kurama who
had stopped in the act of toweling himself, his hair
was poofed up, a halo of red around him crackling with
static "Next time, warn me before you do that?" he
asked with a heavy sigh.

He looked ridiculous. I laughed. He sighed again and
shook his head sharing my humor, he tried patting his
hair own but it sprung back up and I ran my fingers
through the puffed up silk not bothering to hide how
amused I was by it. "Now I know the partial reason why
your hair defies gravity." he said as he picked my
hand off his hair and proceeded to tamed his tresses
with the handheld shower head.

He called room service when we we're done in the
bathroom. I picked out my clothing and helped him pick
his by holding them out for him to choose from. He
paused in his phone calls to rub my knees and elbows
and hands with what's left of our lotion, I did the
same for him and buttoned his shirt up when he had to
answer a call. He soon had a collection of numbers and
names on one of the hotel's stationary pads. The food
came while he was still on the phone, I was delighted
that the man in the suit and the lady in the white
apron stayed to serve us.

It was a western breakfast, set on a table for two.
Waffles thick with syrup and butter, sausages, bacon,
eggs, cut up toasted buttered potatoes Kurama called
hash browns, toasted bread, fruits, orange juice,
coffee and a bouquet of deep red and pink roses.

The lady put my table napkin on my lap and the man
served me creamy sweet coffee, Kurama told him how I
take my coffee and he gave me a warm paternal smile
while he warned me about a human disease called
diabetes. Three more women came in then and stripped
our bed in the other room. Someone took Kurama's sock
out of the tree in the corner and polished up the dark
table he knelt on last night. They went about their
work with quiet efficiency. I excused myself from the
table when one of them went to the bathroom.

Kurama stood up to do the same but I was faster than
him. "Excuse me." I said as I passed a young lady in
the black dress and white apron uniform. I went to the
potted plant and got my tear gem then picked up my wet
wards on the tub's edge. I went to the sink and the
small towel there where Kurama's arsenal lay. I washed
the gem in the sink then put it in my pants pocket,
then I picked up the towel, placed his black rose
within it and rolled it on itself. The lady watched
all these curiously but smiled at me as she waited.

"Could you wash these for me?" I asked.

"Of course sir." she said and she approached me hand
held out for my wards.

"Handwash them and leave them here to dry. Alright?"
I instructed her as I gave the soaking bandages to
her.

"Yes sir. Will that be all sir?" she asked.

"Yes. You may proceed." I was suddently struck by the
fact that we are in a honeymoon suite. This is one of
Kurama's memories, he got us a room with only one king
sized bed, a two person jacuzzi and a two person
dining table.

These people know that we are lovers, our soiled
sheets told the women here exactly what happened. I
scanned them and found no hostility, just an older
woman disgusted at our mess. Kurama had cleaned up
what he could but the scents of our love making
remained. I watched her and understood that this
wasn't the first time she's done this either, she bore
all these quietly because it's her job, but she does
not like our kind.

Gay? Faggots? Homos? Is that what I am with Kurama? I
probed her mind gently, not wanting to damage her in
any way. I learned how a majority of people here frown
upon our prefference, that in the main men who like
men are in the minority and used to be brutally
prosecuted. They used to get beaten up or sent to jail
because homosexuality was 'anti-american' and that it
was only recently that the 'gay community' is finally
being acknowledged.

I find that odd because people in Japan didn't have a
problem with homosexuality. Of course they consider it
abnormal but... as long as you don't hurt anyone it
was fine, they are actually a mainstay of their
culture. Then there's the Makai where no one gives a
damn about sexual prefference, where female demons
stronger than you can actually rape you if they so
please.

I sighed and let her mind go, silently thankful for
that little cultural insight. I met Kurama's eyes and
he inquired about my staring at her with raised brows.
I shrugged, it was nothing, just a human whose free to
think what she wants.

She stuffed away our old sheets and is dressing our
bed with fresh ones, fresh towels and bath supplies
were brought in by another lady. And more roses.

I went to Kurama's place by the table and placed the
towel roll next to him. "Thank you love." he said and
continued his telephone conversation. The serving man
went to his elbow and placed the stationary with the
numbers on his other side and he nodded his thanks as
he wrote more things. I watched him eat his waffles
cutting the thing with the side of the fork his head
tilted to one side while he carried on his
conversation.

"Ch." I stood from my place, I carried my seat and
placed it besides his. I took his fork and knife away
from him and began cutting up his waffles.

This old ningen serving us thinks differently, he
accepts what we are without judgement. He smiled at me
and my gesture and I can see in his eyes that he
approved of what I did. He knew what it's like to fall
truly in love, he can see in us that same thing he and
his wife shared. "Pass me some sausages please." I
asked him politely.

"Of course sir." he did me one over by bringing my
plate closer to me so I can eat and feed Kurama at the
same time. My fox likes his pancakes with barely any
syrup on it while I want mine swimming in that yummy
gooey stuff, we can't eat waffles or pancakes in one
plate.

So I fed him and it was a pleasure, I understood now
why the Youko seemed pleased when he fed me in Hong
Kong. Kurama had turned to face me and talked on the
phone while his eyes made love to me. That's how his
eyes are when and after we've made love, he's giving
me that look while I fed him and he lingered on the
fork showing me flashes of his flesh pink tounge or
his white teeth.

He fed me cut up pieces from my plate with his fork,
while he talked on the phone, we were almost done our
waffles and sausages when he ended his call. The
serving man had excused himself discreetly before that
and only appeared when we need him to refill the
orange juice or the coffee.

We fed each other fresh fruit while he outlined the
plans for the rest of the day. "I want to go to a drug
store or grocery this morning for some stuff before we
go sightseeing, we can walk down 5th avenue and tour
the city a little that way. I called Benny and asked
him to pick us up here after lunch to tour the city, I
want to see the MET and go up the Empire state
building, I want to see the remains of the WTC..." he
said all this in an animated fashion, his eyes
sparkling and his lips never lost their smile. That
told me how happy he is, so I can't help but be happy
too. "Tomorrow we have a lot of appointments in the
morning, so we're free at night to leave for Staten
Island."

I nodded, "So we have a day of sightseeing today?"

"Absolutely." he leaned in to kiss my cheek. "I'm so
excited."

"Hn, then we better hurry." I drank some orange juice
before I wiped my lips with the napkin. He did the
same.

"Peter?" our serving man came out of hiding with a
folded towel over a forearm.

"Yes sir?" he asked his face openly courteous. If we
are to stay longer here I want this man to serve us, I
find his... attitude refreshing. He may be old but he
isn't closeted in his thinking.

"Thank you for the splendid breakfast." Kurama nodded
at him and he made his way to his backpack carrying
the rolled up small towel and his rose. I decided
there's something I needed from my pack too.

I brushed my fingers over my teargem, I could feel it
through my jeans, I decided against leaving it here.
The safest place for it would be in my mouth, under my
tounge to be precise, that's where I kept my mother's
gem when I was growing up. I learned to eat, speak,
and drink with that under my tounge. Mokuro hid my
Hiroseki in her mouth too, because not only is it the
safest most secret place, it also gains power by
absorbing youki while it's kept there.

The maternal kind of Hiroseki is like that. They also
dissolve when the child who caused them dies. But not
the ordinary tears. The bag we are selling as well as
my blood red one, won't gain anything by being kept in
the mouth, they remain forever, the hardest substance
on the planet. People come and go in our apartments so
I thought it wise to bring my other bag of teargems
for safe keeping. I searched my bag for that and came
upon a small rolled up package. I knew what this is, I
sat on my heels and opened it up.

I stopped wearing these twinned Hiroseki while I was
training with Mokuro. I wanted to push myself to gain
more strength from within, because that's the other
thing birth Hirosekis do, they lend power. I fondled
the drops of crystal clear spheres, they were no
bigger than a large blueberry but they gave me
strength enough to take on Mokuro.

I felt Kurama kneel besides me. "Yours and Yukina's
Hiroseki." I nodded. I held it out to him.

"Tie it around my neck, please." he nodded, he picked
them up by their twisted leather string and tied it
behind my neck while I searched for the other pouch.
He saw what I was doing and saw the pouch when I took
it out.

"We should keep that in the hotel vault. No, better
still, let's keep that in a bank vault. That way you
won't have to worry about it and it will be insured."
He kissed the back of my neck when he was done. I
touched my gems and closed my eyes, I felt that simmer
of power waiting for me to tap into it.

"I don't know these things Kurama, but I trust your
judgement concerning these matters. Let's do as you
say." He smiled and nodded.

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I rattled out instructions to the staff before I left
Peter with the tips for the 4 ladies and himself, he
was helping Hiei into his jacket and Hiei was letting
him. I took my jacket from one of the ladies and
nodded my thanks. I smiled at my beloved and hooking
my arm around his slim waist, dragged him out of our
rooms. I passed him a wad of US currency and he tucked
it away, when I let him go he took to following me,
watching my back as we went down the corridor. I can
sense he's looking for someone or something hostile to
us.

I watched him as we stopped in front of the bank of
elevators, our eyes met, he smirked at me and I winked
at him. He lost his smirk and looked at me like I was
a danger to himself. When the elevator doors opened,
it was empty, I ushered him in and pushed him against
the opposite mirrored wall to devour his lips. He
grunted hands squeezing my shoulders, his mouth just
as hungry as mine.

Our car stopped and we had enough time to separate,
set our clothes right and look towards the parting
doors. Two middle-aged ladies came in, dressed in a
semi-formal attire that is obviously designer and
about 10 years out of fashion. Lacy blouse, colored
bra, pleated pants, stiletto pumps, fur coat... tsk,
poor animals, stripped of their fur. These ladies reek
of wealth, they have diamond rings and earrings,
pearls around their throats, tiffany watches, Mink
coat... I felt Hiei bristle besides me and I realized
the fur coat in front of him was silver fox.

"Really Brittany, you'll look like a scamp in the
ensemble you just described." Silver fox lady said to
the lady in mink. "Wear that Prada dress, the blue
one, it brings out your eyes."

I put a hand on Hiei's shoulder, he looked up at me
and a stricken look came into his eyes he looked in
front of him again and lightly touched the silver,
gray, and black fur, his hand went into a white
knuckled fist.

"Monsters." he said in Japanese, I squeezed his
shoulder to warn him, and to keep him from doing
anything rash. Wearing animal furs had become
unfashionable because of humane reasons and here we
are standing behind a woman wearing a silver fox coat,
what luck.

I frowned at the ladies via the reflection on the
door, they thankfully can't see Hiei who was glowering
murder at them. I agreed with his assesment, I knew
that this came from his heart. He loves a silver fox
demon and seeing that same fur on a human has
disturbed him mightily. I want this ride over as soon
as possible, I'm getting too many dark impressions
from the Youko within me.

I got airily raised brows and noses from the two who
saw my reflection, which I thank the gods (again) Hiei
couldn't see because he's glowering at the coat in
front of him. That would have fed his need to exact
some vengence for the poor farmed foxes used to make
this coat.

"I can't wait for tomorrow night's ball, we are so
lucky we got tickets, I asked the concierge if they
have any left and they said it's the last few and
their up for 3,000 dollars each. That is just mental,
but everybody whose anybody will be here..." Brittany
the mink lady wen't on dropping names and describing
attires, eyeing me and my hand on Hiei's shoulder.
Silver fox woman wore a slight sneer as if telling us
we are the nobodies who can't go to that ball.

There's suppose to be a benefit ball tomorrow night
here at the Plaza Hotels auditorium, I wonder if I
should take Hiei to see it.

No, tomorrow night we'll be on Staten Island looking
for a boat to borrow.

When the door opened I pushed rudely pass them
muttering barbarians under my breath. Hiei shrugged my
hand off and followed me without doing anything. I
stormed out of the hotel more upset than I want to
admit, seeing flashes of memories from the Youko,
remembering the scents of the women who were killed
when the Kyubi failed. I shouldered my way through the
walking traffic, the winds are chilly as it bit
through my pants, I feel cold and I realized I'd left
my warmer self behind. I stopped until he could catch
up, and when he did he tugged at my sleeve and led me
into the park.

He let me go after he had made his intended
destination clear. I followed him as he forge a path
through the crowd that was taller than he is. We
crossed the street into Central park and he led me
immediately to the closest cluster of evergreens.
There's a park bench there and he indicated to me that
I should sit. I slumped down and looked up at him.

"I got upset, sorry." I said.

"I was too." he replied. He shook his head and sat
besides me. "It's the past Kurama."

"I know. They were farm raised silver foxes bred for
that purpose Hiei."

"I know that too. Your tail is whiter and shimmers
beautifully, it feels alive between my fingers.
Tonight, I want to be awake when you change into your
Youko self. I want to touch your tail." He looked
earnestly at me, I smiled and nodded.

"I'd let you see the silent one but even now we can't
find him." I looked up at the grey skies threatening
rain. "We can't take his form as freely as we can with
each other. You understand? I can be Shuichi in the
Youko form and the Youko can be in my form but him? We
can't take over his form that easily."

"Can you change into him?" he asked.

"Yes and no." I answered honestly.

He looked at me for the longest time before he asked
"Tell me about him?" He didn't press, he understood.

I sighed and reached within me for the Youko, I think
he can answer that question best.

"I would be as tall as you baby, if I stood on my
hind legs," I felt his eyes on me noting my take over
from Shuichi. I looked at him and gave him my predator
smile, I leaned on the cold backrest facing him
"Silver white pelt, like an arctic fox', but like my
tail little one, not ivory, not beige, not pure white,
but silver-white tinged with lilac. Every human who
sees me in that form will know I am not a creature
known to this earth, if it's not my size I'm sure the
my tails will give me away." I smiled at him.

"How did you feel, seeing that coat?" he asked. I
lowered my eyes.

"They are children my little one, innocent and raised
in that way by their parents. I cannot bring my brand
of justice upon them simply because they upset me with
their clothing prefference. That would be terribly
juvenile of me. But." I smiled mischiveously at him "I
remember their smell, I remember how they look like,
and just because I'm not allowed to kill them dosen't
mean I'm not allowed to have a little harmless fun." a
small smile tugged at his small lips then he shook his
head from side to side.

"Four tails, four hundred years." he said and he
reached out to stroke my cheek with the back of his
fingers.

"I'll be 500 soon. I don't know when, I stopped
counting years after I turned 200 something."

"Then how do you know your turning 500?" he asked,
the smirk back on his face. I'm glad he's not upset
anymore, that was pretty touching actually. He wanted
to turn that woman into cinders because she dared wear
the pelts of my unfortunate distant relations. But
it's human and demon nature to be cruel to inferiors
and to each other.

I feel so damn old.

"I can feel it baby, I can feel the weight of my
years and the pulse of my youki. I'll turn 500 in a
decade or so, maybe 2." I took his hand and kissed his
palm. "Will you still love this old geezer when he
gets to be that old and that much bigger?" I asked
batting my eyelashes at him.

He snorted with that smile I often see him give to
Shuichi "Baka no kitsune." he closed the gap between
us and despite the people passing by kissed me full on
the lips. I savored that kiss, it seemed ages since he
kissed me last, it filled me with warmth all the way
to my toes. When he broke the kiss it was slow and
sweet, and left an ache in me I know only his lips can
cure. He stood up "Come lets get our business done
with, I want to enjoy this day you've alloted for our
leisure." he led the way out of the park.

I stood and followed him with a spring to my steps
like I was young all over again.

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Merry Cristmas and Happy New Year : )