Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Thief of Hearts ❯ To Steal a Jewel ( Prologue )

Thief of Hearts:
To Steal a Jewel
Author's Notes: I am taking a break from writing about my favorite couple Hiei and Panthera; instead I am going to write a story centered around Kurama and Botan. Actually this is Yoko Kurama and Botan, before she was a Ferry Girl, and the romance they shared years ago. Kurone and Yomi will be this story but will not play an important role. Anyways this story will also eventually include important facts about future stories I plan to write and will explain how Yomi ended up with the scriptures of the prophecy.
_____________________________________________________________
Yoko Kurama stood around a wide stone table, he was surrounded by members of his pack; his right and left hand man stood on either side of him.

"Are you sure that is where the stone is?" asked Yomi scowling.

"Of course I am sure," said Kurama brushing some of his silver hair from his face. "According to my sources the greatest jewel ever known is in that castle."

"How many guards?" asked Kurone.

"Plenty," smirked Kurama. "But I know we can easily take care of them." He looked up and pointed to Kurone. "You and your men will take the South Side by the river, Yomi, you are your men will take the North Side by the woods, and I will take the West Side by the woods. We don't have to worry about the East Side since that is basically a cliff and will have less chance of a good escape. Is that clear?"

"As always Kurama," grinned Kurone fingering his seethes.

Yomi nodded and tossed his daggers in the air before catching them, clear as crystal."

"We attack at one tonight, now go eat, sleep, get in some entertainment; I don't care just before here by midnight that clear?!"

"Hai!" shouted the men.

"Good now get out of my sight!"
_____________________________________________________________ Botan sat at her family's table and picked at the expensive food with her fork.

"Botan dear," said her mother. "Stop picking at your food and eat it."

"I'm not hungry," said Botan softly.

"Botan listen to your mother and eat the damn food."

"Why should I eat if I am not hungry?" asked Botan.

"Are you upset with us for arranging that marriage to Prince Reiyuki?" asked her mother. "Because if you are then, you should stop being so selfish and realize what a great match it would be for you to marry him. He is the next in line for the throne and you will be by his side as his queen."

"As his whore you mean," said Botan disdainfully. "I am not going to marry him just so father can increase his social status!"

With that the young blue haired girl slammed her napkin down on the table as she leapt to her feet and rushed from the room.

"Botan come back in this room this instant!" shouted her mother, but the girl was already running up the stairs to her room.

"You always let that girl have too much freedom when she was younger!" accused her husband, Lord Taiten. "And now we are paying for it and if she does not calm down then we will be humiliated and dishonored in front of the entire kingdom!"

"Dear husband do you not think I know that?!" demanded his wife, Lady Jora. "I am well aware of that matter husband and as I recall you were the one that taught her sword fighting!"

"I taught her that because she wouldn't stop asking, it was the only way to get her to shut up about it!"

"We can't argue about this now," said Lady Jora. "Right now we have to think of a way to convince Botan to marry the prince."

"She will do as she is told even if we have to drag her to the marriage ceremony kicking and screaming!"

Jora sighed and sipped her wine; ever since Botan had turned sixteen she had become rebellious and had refused to act like a proper young woman. She had instead taken an interest in archery, sword man ship, gymnastics, cooking, riding her white horse for hours on end, and not bathing when she was done from the hot ride. To be perfectly frank she too was getting tired of her daughter's outlandish behavior. She took a deep breathe and came to a decision, tomorrow she would lick her daughter in the castle and start her training to be a lady and future queen of the land.
____________________________________________________________
Botan threw herself down on her large, queen sized bed not caring if she rekindled her purple and blue silk kimono. It was so boring being a woman; you can't do anything once you get married. She frowned and remembered when she was younger her parents let her do anything, even get into mud fights with some of the kitchen boys; but even that had stopped at the age of thirteen. She frowned and sat up she hated being a female; her father had refused to allow her to play chess with him anymore. Her brother was right being a male was so much better, he was already off fighting off thieves that tried to steal things from the King's Vault.

She sighed and walked over to her vanity and began to remove all the hair pins from her letting it fall down and caress the floor tenderly. She picked up her brush and began to comb out her hair, humming to herself.
_____________________________________________________________< br> It was later that night when Kurama's men reassembled in the hideout and prepared to attack, while receiving last minute notes from their leader.

"I assume you all know what we are looking for now?" asked Kurama.

All the men nodded and looked at each other eager for the opportunity to steal something from one of the richest families in Reikai.

"Good we depart in less then five minutes.
_____________________________________________________________< br> Botan awoke in her bed suddenly when she heard the faint sound of something crashing in the hall. She climbed out of bed and pulled on her yukata that she had discarded since the nights were warm this time of year. She removed a dagger from her nightstand and slipped it into the tie of her sash. She then crept out of her room; pulling at katana from the wall in the hall she made her way toward where she had heard the sound. It would seem that whoever was trying to break into her house wasn't doing a very good job of it.

She slipped silently into her family's vault room and saw a male kitsune crouching at the vault; he was clothed all in white, his skin, his hair, his clothes, even his shoes were white. She crept closer trying to be silent but when she was closer she saw his ears and tails twitch slightly and he spun abruptly holding her grandmother's jewel in his hand.

"Who are you?" she asked pointing the katana in general direction of his neck. "And what are you doing with my grandmother's jewel?"