Nurarihyon No Mago

Authors note: I don't own Nurarihyon No Mago.

This fanfic will have my OC in it:

Inuko- Tsuraras younger twin sister she is much shyer than her older sister and she wears a black scarf rather than a white one, her fear is also much worse than her sisters or even her mother.

It was a cold dark day for the Nura household; Rihan was in the garden with his son Rikou (Aged 9), adopted daughter (Aged 9) who he named Yamabuki after his first wife; Yamabuki Otome, and me, the young snow maiden.

It started off as a normal day everyone was cheerful and happy, me and Tsurara where helping our mother Setsura and Rikou's mother, Wakana in the kitchen until Rihan called me out to help him watch over the kids as the other three women cooked. Me and Rihan talked as the two children played together "Rikou sure has gotten big, hasn't he?" I said looking at how happy the family was. Rihan nodded "It won't be hard to find him a wife in the future, although knowing him he'll catch one all by himself." He chuckled. Suddenly the air was filled with a child's cry we both ran over to see the situation, Rikou had fallen out of a tree and badly hurt his leg "Rikou! Are you alright?" Rihan said as he picked him up, Rikou gave a weak nod "Are you sure?" I asked while freezing a cloth and placing it on the wound, "I'm fine Yuki-Onna," He said through his tears.

I looked over to Yamabuki who seemed to be watching the flowers, I smiled at her she obviously didn't want to see Rikou injured, but, it wasn't the case in her hand she held a sharp metal object she turned around she had a psychotic smirk on her face her eyes looked different, normally they were black like the original Yamabuki but, this time they were red, much like Rikou's night form. It took a mere second to predict what would happen next, selflessly I ran behind Rihan who's back was turned from the whole scene I saw the young girl charge with the sword and I closed my eyes or the impact... What impact? Where was it? I smelt blood, and heard it dropping from the sword, but there was no pain, suddenly I heard Rihan and his wife Wakana shout out a name "Setsura!" followed by the cry of my sister "Mother! Mother wake up!" She cried.

I opened my eyes and indeed my mother had taken the hit, she must has sensed the change in atmosphere and came running… All I saw was her, a puddle of blood and the sword, Yamabuki had fled the scene already. I dropped down besides my mother; her blood had reached my white kimono "Why…? Why? Why? Why? Mother! Why?! You knew you were still recovering! Why did you do such a thing?!" I cried. She slowly opened her eyes "How could I? How could I have watched and let you take the hit?" She asked weakly. My eyes shot open, they were red and puffy from crying "I love you both, Inuko, Tsurara, be good girls alright?" She said. And with that, she took her final breathe and lay there, motionless in front of us, a Sakura (Cherry blossom) petal drifted down and landed on her soft, snow white, still cheek. She was gone, my mother was gone. Forever. I started at her, air trying to reach my lungs but it failed, I couldn't breathe from crying so much, my mother the strongest Yuki-Onna was killed, in front of my eyes. I knew it wasn't the girls fault, it was clear to see someone was using her, yet… I blamed it on her a sweet 9 year old girl. I wanted revenge.

The funeral was held the next day; we all wore black I read out a poem for my dear mother

"Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest
White is cold and always yearning burdened by a royal test
Black the beast descends from shadows
Yellow beauty burns gold."

It was her favourite part from a song her mother used to sing to her as a child. I couldn't do anything to save her. It's my fault. My entire fault.

It's been little over 3 years since my mother's passing; Rikou and Tsurara both agreed that I should attend school with them two and Aotabo. I agreed to the decision anything to take my mind off over what had happened, I arrived at school earlier than the other kids so I could be shown around by the teacher, she was a nice lady, black hair the same length as my mother's but more straight, her eyes resembled Yamabuki's , she reminded me of my Mother a few tears rolled down my face, luckily I was in my human form or else they would have frozen, like my Yokai form and Human they are the same as my sisters, apart from the eyes, in my human form my eyes were still ringed like Tsuraras but they were red, in Yokai form they were more of a purple colour. "What's the matter?" My teacher asked, stroking my head and crouching so she was at my eye level, I shook my head and wiped away my tears "It's nothing." I said, she stood up and finished the tour by showing me the guidance consoler's office "If you feel sad, come here." The teacher said as she walked away, I looked around until I heard a unfamiliar voice "Tsurara!" It called, I felt a hand on my shoulder from the shock I grabbed it turned around and held it behind her back, I saw the back of her head only her hair was short and chocolate brown "W-What are you doing Tsuara?!" She screamed "Inuko," I heard a voice, Aotabo, I let go of her instantly "Inuko?" The girl questioned, she turned around and saw me, "You're not Tsurara?" She asked "No, she's Inuko." "Kana! Are you alright?" Rikou said as he came running with Tsurara. Kana simply looked at me and Tsurara "I see you met my sister, sorry if she harmed you." Tsurara apologized. "Gomen… You must be Kana Ienaga," I apologized bowing she ran up to Rikou and hugged his arm. The pain in my heart grew bigger… who was she? "It's alright." She said. I smiled.

Fake.

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