DiScLaImEr I don't own YYH…but I wish I owned Youko…pouts YY

The Trouble Maker

"Wait! Wait! I'm falling behind! Please slow down!" A tired female voice cried as her group slowly got away from her. Her wounded leg did not help the matter at all.

"Sister, come on you're falling behind!" Her brother yelled at the sibling.

"I can't…" she stopped running and collapsed to the ground. Her brother stopped but was pushed by another Kitsune.

"No…leave her. She is weak." He nodded and followed the pack.

The vixen just laid there and listened for the enemy to come close.

"This is the end…" she thought. "My dream never came true. I'm not a thief."

"Jing-ten, Wake up you lazy good for nothing." A male voice said and shook her vigorously. She slowly opened her eyes to see silver hair and big fuzzy ears.

"B-b-brother?" she said in a quiet unsure voice.

"No Baka, its Youko. Don't you remember?" Youko said in an annoyed voice.

She smiled slightly. "Oh…for a second I thought you were Katan. Sorry."

"You were having another dream about your brother. Why was he so important? He left you behind to die. If Shaka didn't heal you, you would've been dead. Remember that." He stood up and held out his hand. True it hadn't been long since the two met. But since Jing-ten came to their camp. Youko hasn't been acting the same.

If other thieves got into a fight he would let them duke it out. But if she got in a fight, he helped her.

But they found her a month or so ago.

"Over there. The blood is from over there!" The Dog demon, Sole, Said and ran to the sent. "How good, we haven't eaten in weeks. This should feed us. It smells like a big deer or something!" with joy Sole ran closer and faster to the sent. The sent was finally strong. They were there. But it wasn't a deer like they hoped. It was an injured girl who looked more like a jigsaw puzzle.

Her body was torn apart. One arm was half gone. One leg was cleanly ripped off and thrown against a tree. Blood made the soil ground dark and wet. Her long black hair was in tangled in her ripped back with blood seeping out into a pool on her right side.

Her tail was half off and half connected same with her Kitsune ears. You could tell they were white because they were anywhere from blood red to pink with white spots every now and then. IT was a gory sight.

"Oh my god, what happened to her?!? Who would do this to such a pretty girl? I mean I know she's not my species…but she's foxy," Sole laughed at his joke everyone else gave him a mean look. "I was kidding. Want to take her back? Maybe Shaka can help her or if not. We'll eat her. Grab her arms and stuff. Let's go!" he grabbed the body and began slowly going back toward camp. The others nodded and grabbed the limbs and followed the mutt.

The silver Kitsune sniffed the air and smiled. "Ah. They have food. Wait." He sniffed the air again. "The bastards killed a Kitsune!" His voice became upset and loud.

"I'm sure they didn't kill it. There have been many dead kitsunes out there you know." His partner, Kuronue (spelling?) said while playing with his necklace and watching the demons fight over a dead bug.

"True." Replied the fox in a slow monotone voice to his friend.

"Youko! Youko! We found something!" Sole yelled as he ran into camp with the dead and disembodied girl in his arms. He was now covered in her blood. The others appeared behind him with her limbs.

"You found her? Where?" Youko said while walking over to the girl to see her face.

"In the woods. We followed the sent to find her. She's in bad shape. But still alive."

"Not any more. She just died." Youko said while staring at the girl and staring at her. I've seen her before. I swear, but where? He thought.

Sole looked very sad. "What do we do with her?"

"Burry the wrench." A youkai shouted.

"I will give her breath. Give her to me." A man in a robe said. "And her limbs. This is messy." Youko turned around to greet Shaka. HE was an elder Youkai. His face full of wrinkles. Shaka's Cold ice gray eyes stared coldly at Youko then to the girl.

"As you wish." Sole handed him the girl and the others gave him the limbs.

Shaka walked away with the girl in his arms. He took her to his tent and stayed there for a long time.

Sole sat out there until he was done.

Please let her be okay. Please let her be okay. I can do better. It's my fault she died; I should've done something when we found her.

Sole thought. He was one of the youngest of the group. He never experienced some one dieing. But today it did. A young girl died in his arms. He really hoped she was okay.

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Okay….I'm sure it's short….and I'm sorry. So is it good? Bad? Want m to delete it? Please let me know please? And thank you Ja Ne!