Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Strange and Unexpected Beginnings ❯ Carmel-Colored Kit ( Chapter 1 )

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

Hmm...okay, I guess from all the fanfiction I've read that I need a disclaimer here. Well, here goes. I don't take credit for YYH or any of Togashi's characters/storyline/ character designs, etc. I only claim ownership of my OC's ( like my heroine Natsumi, and any other characters of my own creation whom I might add later on…you'll know them…)

“Random”: dialogue

` Random': thoughts Random emphasis

() () (): Denotes scene and/or time change

VocabularyCorner: (Pay attention, children!)

Kitsune: Fox

Youkai: Just demon pretty much in this case

Sweatdrop: (Yes, there are some readers that are unfamiliar with this!) A large tear-shaped drop that appears on the back of characters heads; denotes embarrassment.

Suffix “Chan”: Used at the end of one's name; a term of affection for girls or crushes

Suffix “ Kun”: Same as Chan except for Males

Chapter 1: Carmel -colored kit

“Stop thief!”

“You little bitch!”

Angry shouts tore through the polluted air of the demon world. The source of all this commotion? A group of demons who had just become the unfortunate victims of a food theft. Not that they couldn't get more, but the thought of someone stealing from them and getting away with it was quite infuriating. Especially since they got a look at the thief; who turned out to be no more than a pint- sized kit running with the wind, her long ebony hair carried by the breeze. Long silver streaks mingled among the thick strands of black. Her skin was the color of caramel. Dark amber eyes glinted mischievously as the thief grinned back at her victims. She was quite small, not much older than four or five in human years.

“Give it back, you wench! I'll have your head!”

The fox-girl gave answered by blowing a loud raspberry and saluting with a certain crude finger gesture before disappearing into the shady shelter of the forest.

() () ()

The inn echoed with impatient foot taps as Kuronue waited for his partner-in-crime to finish his business, so to speak. The two were thieves, but not just any thieves: some pretty damn well known thieves, unless you'd been sleeping under a rock for the last several decades. In fact, they had completed another of their “objectives” with pounds of gems/artifacts as usual, and had sought out a place to celebrate. (Either they were well respected, feared or both, so they could get into pretty much wherever they wanted.) Kurama, being the wily kitsune he was, wanted to go to a brothel (again). It was cute at first, but the bat/chimera demon thought Youko was obsessed with women. Not that Kuronue didn't have a nice fuck now and then, but even he grew weary of these idiotic whores once in a while. Considered as handsome as the kitsune with his lengthy sapphire tresses always tied back under his hat, he'd scored a fair amount of women. In fact, he he'd just finished making some `fun' this evening …He'd finished hours ago, however. The damn fox was insatiable.

“Goddamn it…How long could it possibly take to get it down?! If he'd only taken one for once in his sorry life he'd be out now.”

He sweatdropped; he was used to being left waiting like this, but it was extremely irritating nevertheless.

“Screw him, I'm leaving then.,” Kuronue spat. It was then that he overheard several voices beyond the old door.

“Gods,” A female voice spoke up. “That was...incredible.”

“You're a God,” Another spoke up. What sounded like a chorus made their pleasure known.

“Don't go, Youko...”

Another voice, this time male spoke up, “Hn. My partner's probably waiting...you know how it is.”

Kuronue could almost see the egomaniacal grin on the kitsune's face as he spoke. Kuronue's sweatdrop grew; he would kill the bastard. A few moments later, the door opened, and Kuronue was greeted with an unnerving sight. Out stepped a tall, lean figure dressed in a white robe/fighting outfit that was still halfway off his well- toned torso. His hair was no improvement either; long, elegant silver strands were mussed up towards the back, where two silver fox ears lay. Allegedly this was the “legendary thief”, Youko Kurama.

“... I hate you.”

The kitsune feigned an expression of hurt and confusion.

“Why? What did I do?”

“Once again, you made me sit out here for hours while you screwed every whore in here! `That's right, forget about Kuronue, I'm just gonna screw the whole night and leave him for dead!'”

This time, a genuine look of puzzlement surfaced on the fox's face. “Why didn't you go find some women? You always do that! You don't go entertain yourself and then blame me later for having a little fun. Besides, you're being too damn histrionic for your own good.”

“Well maybe if your brain were as large as your penis, you'd recall that I don't care for those annoying sluts, but I do so once in a while. Unlike you, I'm not a bloody nymphomaniac. Perhaps if I'm bored on occasion but you, Youko, can't even go a full day without screwing, and it always has to be a never-ending freaking orgy with you! Besides, you said it would only take a minute!”

Youko frowned. “What is wrong with you, boy? Have you no sense of fun at all? And since when have I ever kept my word?”

“You son of a bitch….! Have you not been listening to a word I've said? And how dare you use that condescending tone with me!” Kuronue roared. He stomped past the seemingly ignorant fox and out through the door of the inn.

“Forget it, let's go. There's no helping you.”

() () ()

The fox kit grinned as she approached a clearing. Another victorious theft! Good thing too, she was starving! Her hideout came into view, a small cave whose entrance was partially covered by fairly thin tree branches. She pushed these aside, entering of small home. There was a great ripping noise as the kit attacked her bag.

“Hmm....This looks yucky, and this and this...” Finally she emerged from the bag with a pile of various cakes and tarts.

“Mmm-hmm!”

For a while, there wasn't a sound in the cave save for a lot of furious munching as she gobbled down her rewards. Then she finally had her fill, with still quite a bit of the treats left; it was at times like these that she wished she had someone to share them with.

“Oh well, more for me!” Suddenly, there were voices outside the cave.

“What? What the hell do you mean it was stolen? All of it?” A spastic voice snapped.

“Look around, do you see any more food here?” The owner had a very disgruntled tone.

“Don't you talk that way to me, I could kill you right here, right now if I wanted to...” The first voice responded.

“Who would steal all that food?”

“I'll tell you who it was,” a new voice piped up angrily. “It was that damn kit again! She's been thieving from a lot of decent vendors for the last several weeks! She's only a whelp, and yet these demons are too stupid to catch her.”

Now that the conversation turned to her, the kit moved toward the entrance of the cave, with unhidden curiosity.

“And I suppose you're any smarter than they are...? “Yet another voice pointed out. This one smooth, deep and blank, yet there was a trace of amusement in it at the moment.

“Oh yes, it looks like you've turned out some fine results.” Some snickers were heard.

“Hn, well, you haven't seen this child. She's obviously skilled or I would have caught her and skinned her alive by now!”

The amused voice responded; “You know, Kuronue, it's pathetic how some demons have to conjure excuses for their weakness. ”

Kuronue smirked. “It really is.” Then his smirk transformed into a frown.

“But enough of this; where do we get our food now?”

“Why don't we ask whoever's in there?” The one called Youko pointed to the cave.

“Funny I didn't notice that before. You sense someone?”

“Yes, and I can smell them.” It seemed that they'd discovered some prey. The day wasn't a loss after all. Hopefully it was something edible though.

Kuronue sweatdropped. “That always creeps me out when you say that...I mean, you don't normally `sniff out' prey...”

Inside the cave, the fox-kit grew steadily more nervous as the thieves approached. ` What'll I do?' Finally deciding on a course of action, she seized a small dagger hidden among the piles of contraband stored at the back of the cave.

“Why don't you come out? And I'll consider sparing your life.” Youko smirked.

The kit walked out of the cave, holding her ground defiantly against the `bigger children.'

“ The food's mine, you can't take it.” Scowling, she pulled out her dagger and waved it threateningly. The theft victims were angry, of course.

“It's you! Give us back our food!”

They proceeded to charge the little kit but found nothing but the ground when someone's foot appeared out of nowhere. They found themselves sprawled quite ungracefully on the forest floor. The kit found herself face to face with the calculating orbs of Youko Kurama.

“So I take it you're the thief.” The kitsune bandit commented, looking quite amused.

“Yeah, so?”

“So?!” Kuronue spat, “Because of you I haven't eaten, you brat!”

The kit responded by making a face at him.

“I can't help it if you're too slow, and since you were, it's my food because I got there first!
You're not taking mine!”

Kuronue looked as if he'd like to try and jump the kit too; nuisance.... They could just kill her and take the food, but no. Once again that goddamn fox stood in the way of his meal.

“And if we refuse to go away?” The kitsune inquired of the kit. “Maybe we'll just take what's rightfully ours.”

The kit hissed “Then I'll kill you!” She charged toward the complacent fox-man, who simply turned to dodge her assault, sending his attacker stumbling. The youko picked up the kit's weapon, examining it curiously.

“Not bad, little one, but you can't expect to defeat us with this.” He tossed the weapon back toward the kit and started to enter the cave, but was greeted by an assault from behind. The kit latched onto the startled fox and attempted to slit his throat, but unfortunately, her small arms could not reach his neck. While all this was happening, the `theft victims' had long since left, deciding that this was a waste of their time after all. Screw it; let the little witch contract food poisoning or something. After several more attempts of bashing, scratching, and strangling the youko, the kit was finally removed, only to be suspended in mid-air by the kitsune thief.

“Put me down, damn it!” She was furious. How dare these bastards come into her territory and try to steal from her? Why couldn't they just leave her alone? All she wanted to do was eat!

“Cute.” Youko grinned, still holding the kit in a near death-grip above the ground. “You know, I could just kill you now, little one. It's not wise to cross me.” No response except a glare.

“Goddamn it, Youko, come on!”

Kuronue had had enough of this; if he didn't get food soon there would be hell to pay. A low, ominous rumble from the pit of his stomach confirmed this.

“Let's just get back to camp and I'll cook something!”

With one last dirty look at the child, the chimera stormed back into the tapestry of the forest. Youko put the kit back down.

“Hn. You're lucky today, little one. But you should take care or the next time you might not be so lucky.”

“Don't call me that, jerk.”

“... You have a lot of spirit, what do they call you?”

“Not telling.” And the kit stuck her tongue out once again. Their gazes met from a few moments, before an irritated yell pierced the air.

“Youko! Move your fat ass, you prick!”

“I'm coming, damn it...” Oh, would he pay for that one.

“ My ass is nice and tight, thank you very much!”

Kurama turned once more to look at the kit, but she'd already disappeared, probably back inside the cave. Oh well, he had a feeling he'd be seeing the little spitfire again.

So, how'd you all like my first chapter? I tried my best to make it feel genuine instead of superficial. And I refuse to let this become a Mary Sue or anything( I'd rather die). Hope you enjoyed yourself, and I quite look forward to posting more chapters in the future; this was really fun! Anyway, I'd really like to hear what you thought about this, and/or how I could improve it or any comments in general, so go on and review me! Until next time!

Please, PLEASE review! I don't care if it's a really short one.