This story is fanfic of Kamisama Kiss. If i have made any mistakes as far as names and Japanese words, locations, etc. I do apologize ahead of time. Enjoy the Prologue.

Long ago, when wolves once lived on the land of Japan, there were three high ranking wolf tribes. All were not native to this land of course. One tribe, The White Moon Tribe, was one of the non-natives. They said once every one thousand years a wolf with pure white fur would be born and become their priestess. A priestess in any tribe brought more than just peace. They were the protectors and guardians of the tribes and the mountains they resided in. One such being was born. Her name was Yuzuki. Even though they were not native to this land, the name was befitting to this white child. The other tribes grew jealous of this wolf child's beauty and power that they all want her to protect them as well. The girl was taken to a mountain that was taboo for having women of any age to be welcome there. Her parents ordered a raven to stay by her side and the raven gladly stayed on her shoulder unless she ordered her otherwise.

The girl stood at the large and ancient cherry blossom tree. Her hair already touching her hips. Her ears up, listening to the wind and whispers of the cherry blossom tree. Her tail swished about. The kimono she wore was a dull green. It really made her white hair stand out. Her yellow eyes were sad and distressed. She was alone. She wanted to cry. A girl of only eight years should be with her pack. Why her?

"Do not cry, young mistress," the raven said from one of the cherry blossom branches. Yuzuki took a deep breath.

"I'm not crying, Miia," she said as she touched the tree. "The tree has such a wonderful voice, doesn't he?" She closed her eyes feeling the warmth of the tree.

"I'm sorry, young mistress, I can not hear what you do," Miia cawed. Yuzuki smiled.

"Hey! What are you doing to our sacred tree?!" a voice yelled. Yuzuki looked towards the voice. A boy with wings flew at her, knocked her onto her side and stood over her with a spear. "How dare you!" Yuzuki looked up at him. Their eyes locked. This boy wasn't human. He had wings and piercing eyes.

"You're a tengu boy," she said turning over. Miia cawed and swooped down pecking at the boy. The boy stumbled backwards, yelling and waving his spear about. "No! Stop! You'll hurt her!" Yuzuki cried out. Miia stopped and backed off, hearing her mistress' distress. The boy hit her wing and she fell to the ground. Yuzuki ran to her companion and cradled her. "How could you?"

The boy looked down at her. Realizing that this person was a girl, he suddenly felt embarrassed and guilty. Gazing upon a girl was forbidden, yet he could not stop himself.

"T-those who are weak should not live," he said hesitantly.

"Those who are weak, are strong in their own way," she said with tears in her eyes. "Stay still, Miia." Yuzuki held the raven in one arm and with her free hand she let it hover over the bird. A white light glowed around her hand and the raven. Miia flew out of her arms and onto her shoulder. The boy looked at them in utter amazement.

"H-how did you do that?" he asked.

"She is a priestess of the White Moon Tribe, peasant. You should learn manners to such a powerful being," Miia cawed furiously.

"Shh, Miia. We aren't suppose to let anyone know what I am," Yuzuki whispered.

"A fox priestess?" the boy laughed. "That's rich. Foxes can't be such divine beings." The girl growled at him.

"You insult someone you've never met before. Especially someone of a higher power than you," Yuzuki growled. Her body began to glow white, letting her power be known to this boy. The boy looked at her in astonishment.

"Then what are you?" He asked standing in a defensive posture.

"I am a wolf. My family is not native to this land, but we have lived here long enough to be accustomed to the ways of this land."

"A-A wolf?" the boy asked in shock. He'd never seen a wolf before. Let alone a girl. "What is your name?" The girl stopped glowing.

"No. We have already said too much," Miia squawked.

"I think we can trust him," Yuzuki whispered.

"After what he did to my arm?!" Miia Squawked in her ear.

"The eye's of any living thing will tell the truth," She whispered to Miia.

"Hey. Hi. Still here," he said waving. Yuzuki looked at him.

"If I tell you my name, you must promise me that you will not speak of our meeting. It could prove fatal for us both if you do," Yuzuki said. Her tone was nothing but serious. The boy could sense that and could see her fear in her eyes. She wanted to trust him. She wanted someone to play with. To feel normal again and not just a tool to protect people.

"You have my word, wolf priestess," he said bowing to her. She couldn't help but smile.

"I'm glad. Thank you," she said looking at the ground now. "My name is Yuzuki. Priestess of the White Moon Tribe."

"Aren't you a bit young though?" The boy asked.

"Hmm? For what?"

"To be a priestess," The boy stepped forward. "I mean you are a bit small and not wearing the proper clothes."

"How rude. You expect me to talk to someone who doesn't even bother giving me their name?" Yuzuki growled. The boy looked away with red cheeks.

"I-I'm Jirou," the boy said still looking away.

"Jirou. I like that name," Yuzuki said smiling bigger at him. The boy saw her smile and couldn't stop his cheeks from turning redder. "Do you want to be friends, Jiro-san?" Jiro looked at her with surprise.

"I-It is forbidden for men and women to speak to each other on this mountain," he said turning away from her.

"Well, you've already broken that rule. So it doesn't matter anymore," Yuzuki said smiling. She knew he would be her friend. "Well I must be going. My father will be worried and come look for me. I'll come back tomorrow after lunch. If you don't want to be my friend then don't bother showing up. If you do want to be my friend, then be here. Simple. Easy." Jirou turned to look at her. Then stopped and flew off.

"Why'd you go and do that for? That tengu is nothing but trouble, Mistress," Miia crooned. "I thought I was your friend."

"You are my friend, Miia, but wouldn't it be nice for you and him to race in the sky?" Yuzuki looked at Miia smiling and excited for the next day. Miia didn't say anything for a moment.

"I suppose so. I don't know. I don't trust him," Miia said as Yuzuki made her way towards the other side of the forest.

The next day, Yuzuki sat at the bottom of the cherry blossom tree. Her eyes would glance at the direction that Jirou flew to. Her ears tucked back with disappointment.

"Let's go back to the master, Lady Yuzuki," Miia cawed in front of her. Was it too much to ask for? To have a friend. Yuzuki stood up.

"Am I destined to be nothing but a tool, Miia?" Yuzuki asked with tears in her eyes.

"Whatever do you mean, Lady Yuzuki?"

"Am I destined to bring nothing but pain where ever I go anyway? We came here to hide because the other two tribes want me to protect them all. To be married. To use as a tool to protect them from anything. I am scared, Miia. Maybe I was not meant to befriend anyone," Yuzuki said as she began to cry.

"Hey! Yuzuki!" That familiar voice rang in her ears. She turned her head to see Jirou flying towards her. He made his decision and she was so very happy.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I had training to do," Jirou said as he landed in front of her. She couldn't help but jump at him. Hugging him tightly.

"Thank you," she cried. Jirou gulped. He was confused as to why she was crying.

"Why are you crying?" Jirou asked. As he pushed her off of him.

"I was afraid of being alone," Yuzuki said as she wiped away tears.

"Well, I'm here now. So you're not alone anymore. Stop crying, ok." Jirou arms were crossed and his cheeks red. Yuzuki smiled. "And if you want. I can come here every now and then. Whenever you get lonely." Yuzuki knew from that day forth they would be friends forever. Everyday they met at the cherry blossom tree, but as they grew into young adults, their responsibilities forced them to met up with each other less and less. Yuzuki's heart would flutter whenever she saw Jirou. Jirou would always blush and even smile at her. That alone made Yuzuki fall deeply for him. Jirou loved the warmth of her hug and the healing touch she always seemed to bring with her. They began to fall in love. The more they saw each other, the greater their love grew. One day, things changed.

"Run, Yuzuki! Run!" her father, he alpha of her tribe, roared at her as another tribe came with battle howls.

"Father, what about you?" she cried.

"Do as I say!" Yuzuki's eyes couldn't stop the river of tears from flowing down her cheeks. She ran to the only place she knew she could go to. Her and Jirou's place. Jirou was the only one she could think of. Once they were far enough away, Yuzuki looked around for Miia.

"Miia, find Jirou. Find him, please!" Yuzuki cried out. Miia, flew above her, hearing her plea, she did as her mistress asked of her. Yuzuki ran as fast as her legs would allow her to go. I don't want to use the other half of my power, Miia. Don't let Jiro see it. She thought.

Jirou and his brothers trained in the training hall, when sudden they all heard the ghostly howl. Everyone paused. Asking what it was and what could make a noise like that. Jiro knew. He has heard Yuzuki's howl before. That was not hers. He got up and ran out.

"Jirou, come back here!"

Jirou didn't listen. The only one who could do anything would be Soujoubou. He ran to Soujoubou's room. He swung open the door.

"Master, I-"

"I know, Jirou," Soujoubou interrupted Jirou. Miia was bouncing on the ground in front of him.

"Miia," Jirou said. "What's happened?"

"It would appear that the wolves are attacking each other," Soujoubou said without looking at him.

"Please, master, I meant no harm coming into your temple with such disgrace and insult. I was told to find my mistress' lover," Miia cawed. Soujoubou nodded. Jirou was worried about both Yuzuki and what Soujoubou would say. Especially now that he knew where he went on his free time. Soujoubou looked up at Jirou.

"Go, my boy. I can not deny you the love you have already known. You may bring her back here, but do it discreetly." Jirou was relieved and did not hesitate to take flight. He knew where to go.

Yuzuki stood at the cherry blossom tree. She knew the battle would soon reach this tree. She placed a protection barrier around it. It was in full bloom now. She heard the battle cries are her tribe and saw them and the rival tribe bringing the battle closer to her now. They were in their wolf forms. Much larger than normal wolves and far more stronger.

"Yuzuki!" Jirou's voice called out to her. She wanted to be with him. Run into his arms and beg him to take her away. The cries of her, now dying, tribe echoed in her ears. Her heart was torn. What should she do? Jirou landed in front of her and embracing her, protectively. She wanted this, but she had to reject it.

"Jirou," she cried. "I' so happy I got to see you one more time."

"What do you mean? I'm bringing you to a safe place, Yuzuki. Soujoubou himself told me to bring you home." She looked up at him. Tears in her eyes, but she still smiled.

"My family need me, Jirou. I can not leave them. Just as you wont leave your brothers behind," she cried and tried desperately to regain her composure.

"Yuzuki," Jirou hugged her tighter. "Please." Yuzuki pulled his head closer to hers.

"I love you, Jirou," She whispered to him. He was shocked. They both knew they loved each other but had never said it before. She kissed his lips. Both of them embraced each other. The warmth of that kiss brought them both so much joy. It gave Yuzuki the strength she needed. She placed a ward on him to keep him from interfering. "Please, Jirou. Do not look at me. I am about to use a power you have not seen come from me before." Jirou looked at her confused and even more so was confused that he could not go forward.

"Yuzuki!" He called out to her as she walked away. Her aura began to change. Her form began to change. Her body grew a bit taller. Her face turned more into a wolf. Claws grew longer and fur covered her beautiful body.

"Do not look, Jirou!" she cried out in a primal voice. It did not sound like her. The power behind that voice forced Jirou not to look. Shock and fear filled his mind, but the worry for his lover was still there.

Yuzuki howled. It caught the attention of all the wolves in the area. "I will not be your tool." She growled. She walked towards them. The grass beneath her feet turned to nothing but dirt. She held up a hand and flicked her wrist up. Roots came out of the ground to prevent anyone escaping. She got on all fours and ran in their direction. She couldn't tell who was friend from foe. Her senses were off. Who's family? Who's the enemy? Without even realizing it, she was destroying them all. She couldn't stop. What's happening to me? Someone stop me! She cried within her own mind. All that came out of her mouth were primal snarls and growls. She turned and saw Jirou. No. Jirou! Run! Her body moved towards him snarling and growling. Jirou!

Suddenly, she was still. Before her was not Jirou, but a larger and older tengu. His eyes filled with such kindness. A beard and mustache kept his lips covered.

"So you are the one Jirou calls his lover," he spoke. "You are a wild one. I never thought I'd ever see a wolf again." Yuzuki's body began to calm down. Her mind empty. "You wanted so badly to be something other than what they wanted you to be, so your other half of your power ended it for you. You can protect, or you can destroy. Our sacred cherry blossom tree is giving you his energy to bring back the face of the woman our Jirou loves."

Yuzuki's body began to slowly return to normal. Her ears tucked back out of shame. Her tail twitched with irritation.

"I'm sorry," she said, trembling. "I have brought shame on myself and my family. As well as Jirou and you, master." Soujoubou looked at the blood and the the corpses that littered this side of his mountain.

"It is not me you should be apologizing to, young priestess," he said bowing his head. "I think you should help your family and the others move on. That is one of your duties as a priestess, is it not?"

"I-I am no priestess. I destroyed my own kind. I didn't help. I thought this would, but it didn't. I just wanted these battles and wars to end. That's all I wanted," she said, wrapping her arms around her body. She didn't even want Jirou to see her face. Her clothes ripped and tethered. Soaked in blood. Her hands, face, and hair stained with it.

"Then allow this to be your final task," Soujoubou said with a respective tone. "I may also ask that you not return to this mountain. Your other form brought miasma to the air here and I can not let that happen when my sons are so close by." Yuzuki looked up at him. Shocked.

"Please no, Lord Soujoubou," she pleaded.

"You must purify yourself again. Once you do that, you may return."

"Jirou, pl-"

"Jirou, is asleep right now. For all he knows this was all a dream about a woman he doesn't know," Soujoubou said sadly. Yuzuki's heart felt as if it was just ripped from her body.

"No," she said in utter shocked. She couldn't think. "T-This can't be. W-why?" She placed her palms on the temples of her head, as if that would help the rising pain fade.

"If you are not here, Jirou would surely be in a terrible state. He is one of our strongest tengu and knowing that someone he loves had disappeared would only cause more worry and grief. I can not allow that. I care for him as I care for all my sons. I will not see the that you have in your eyes, be within his." Yuzuki looked away. She knew he was right. He did it to protect Jirou. He barely knew her, or so she thinks. She would not forgive herself if Jirou had suffered. She looked around for him. "He is in a deep sleep right now, Lady Yuzuki." He knew her name. Perhaps he heard Jirou mention her.

"I-I understand, Lord Soujoubou," Yuzuki said, standing up. "Perhaps I should go now."

"Mistress?" Miia cawed. Yuzuki held up her hand.

"Don't, Miia." Yuzuki looked Soujoubou in the eyes. "Miia will stay and look after him. If there ever comes a day that I return, I shall keep my distance from him. Spells such as this are very delicate. If he so much as sees me at this tree again, his memories will return slowly." Soujoubou nodded.

"Indeed. You are older beyond your years, child," Soujoubou said. He picked up Jirou and turned away. "I do hope to see you again, Lady Yuzuki. Do keep in touch with me when you can." Yuzuki turned away from him. Miia landed on her shoulder and nuzzled her cheek.

"Go, Miia. Take care not to be seen by Jirou." Miia said nothing and flew off. Yuzuki saw the corpses. Soujoubou will send a priest here to cleanse this area. She's not worthy, nor is she pure now. She walked aimlessly through the forest and farther away from the mountain. Her body numb and her heart broken. She walked for days. Maybe weeks. Perhaps even months. She even found herself sleep walking. She fell to the ground to her knees finally. Was she finally awaiting death? If she died then Jirou would live on without ever remembering her. Then who would?

"Well, well, do I see a female fox?" a sinister voice came from nowhere it seemed. She looked around, suddenly realizing she was in a plain area.

"A hate when people assume things," she spoke softly. Her mouth dry from not eating.

"That is not a fox, Akura-ou," another voice spoke. They were using a spell perhaps.

"At least someone knows what I am not," she said silently. She couldn't help but smile.

"What is it then?" the voice, who's name was Akura-ou, said. She looked around slowly again. She saw their figures. One had horns and the other had ears. Not wolf ears though. So that must be a fox yokai.

"I am a wolf yokai," she said without feeling. "I am the last of my kind in this country."

"Aww, boo hoo for you," Akura-ou mocked.

"I see. What is your name?" The fox shaped figure asked as he walked forward.

"Do you wish to know the name of a victim?" she asked.

"No. I wish to know the name of another powerful being." She looked at him more closely. She saw his long white hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Hmph, I see," She said looking away from him. At that moment she knew that the Yuzuki she once was, died with Jirou's memories of her. "I have given myself a new name."

"Then what is it?" She looked at him again. She stood up, suddenly feeling energy return to her.

"My name is Kurai Tsuki."