"Are you sure you're alright father? You've been acting weird lately." Kagome asked her adoptive father at the dinner table that night.
Jasiris laughed. "I'm fine Kags. I promise, now finish your dinner, we all have a long day tomorrow."
Kagome turned to Natori, who had narrowed her eyes. Something was bothering their father. He thought that he could hide it but it was painfully obvious. He would burst into the house and slam the door behind him, and then slide onto the floor. No one could see him through the window in that position, nor could they just simply waltz in. At night he would make absolute sure to close the curtains and turn out every light possible. They house they lived in was enchanted with a powerful glamour that made it look abandoned to those who could not see through it.
"Rin, you've noticed father's nervousness lately right?" Kagome asked.
Rin, the youngest of the trio, nodded, "Yes, but I figured that he would maybe tell us when he's ready."
Jasiris was a thunder youkai. His blonde hair was thick, and fell about his shoulders. Sapphire eyes gazed at his three daughters lovingly. He was of average height and built, and his full lips smiled sadly. He was such a pathetic youkai he knew, to have all three of his daughters working just so they could make ends meet. Jasiris was once an elite neurosurgeon, his gambling addiction however had dwindled their funds to nothing. Upon learning of his guilty pleasure, he was banned from the practice, and could no longer find work due to his record. The bills had been piling up, and he had just taken in three young orphans. A miko named Kagome, a girl with telekinetic powers named Rin, and a rare youkai miko named Natori. He had begged the most powerful youkai in the world for a loan, and then paid all of the bills. However his addiction reared its ugly head, and before he knew it, he had gambled away the rest of the loan that he was supposed to give back. Now he was on the run from the Yakuza, and he had to raise his daughters under life's shadow. They didn't deserve such a fate. All three girls were beautiful, they excelled in school and training, and the three of them could sing like it was nobody's business!
Kagome's thick black hair fell gracefully to the middle of her back, and her brown eyes sparkled with the desire for a better life. She was nineteen and of average height, and her peachy skin stretched over a toned, curvaceous form. Her full lips were frowning in thought. She wore white PJs. Being the oldest sister, Kagome was naturally protective of her sisters. She was the calm and collected one, always coming up with brilliant plans. She made sure that her sisters worked hard in both their studies and training, and when he was out gambling, she was the one who took care of them. He often resented himself for that, but Kagome never seemed to mind. She really was the mother hen of the group. Kagome's parents had gotten sick, and died in their sleep one winter night. He had gone over to their home to check on them, but the only person he found was little Kagome, encased in a pale pink orb. He convinced her that he wouldn't hurt her, and after talking for a bit, he learned that she was an orphan.
The second oldest was Natori. Her thick white tresses were tied in a ponytail that reached her lower back. Amethyst eyes were narrowed, and sparkled with the deep sea of emotions that usually coursed through her. She was nineteen as well, and her tanned skin stretched over a voluptuous frame. Being both youkai and miko, she had to train the hardest of her sisters. A black rose bud marked her left cheek, and black intricate markings ran up from her wrists to her shoulders. Green vines marked her thighs, and black rose buds sat on the interceptions of said vines. Natori was the firecracker. No one ever knew when she would explode, and when she did... It was catastrophic. She was also very sassy, but also fun-loving and goofy. The girl would have them all holding their sides in hysteria. She wore a simple white tank top and black shorts. Natori was a cross between a Sukimori, the rarest of all youkai, and the only other youkai miko who had lived. That youkai miko was named Chikara, and both of her parents were murdered. He found the young girl in the woods one night, fighting a group of rouge youkai. He had watched in stunned amazement as she slaughtered them all in a single fit of rage. She had tried to kill him as well, but he somehow convinced her that he didn't want to hurt her. She told them what had happened, and that the rouge youkai were the ones who killed her parents. He took her home, and she met her elder sister Kagome.
Rin was the youngest. Most of her thick black hair fell to her lower back, but a small portion of it was in a side ponytail. Her brown eyes sparkled with innocence and intelligence. She was eighteen, and her peachy skin stretched over a curvaceous frame, much like her eldest sister. Rin wore a white yukata. Rin's case was different. She didn't have to experience the trauma her older sisters went through, in fact, Rin's parents were friends of his, and they asked him to raise their daughter since they didn't have the funds for a child. Jasiris took her in without question, and that made three. Together his girls learned of their powers, and began training. Natori however, was considered a 'slumbering Sukimori'. Those were the Sukimori who had not yet come into their powers. The proper term for such a thing was called 'awakening'. Her miko powers were dormant as well and only manifested when her live or the lives of the people she cared about were in danger. This made her feel inferior to her sisters, and so she trained the hardest. Their training had made them strong, and their bodies revealed such. It made Jasiris uncomfortable, living with three women he considered his children. They had grown so much, and he never experienced the things they had to on a regular basis. Their heat manifested in different ways. Rin and Kagome bled for a week, while Natori became ravenous for sex. He made sure to lock his middle child up until it passed.
His girls were beautiful, and they would not end up being used and discarded. Not if he had anything to say about it.
"So," Jasiris started, "How was school today?"
Kagome giggled, "Yeah Tori. Tell dad how school went today."
Natori rolled her eyes, "I got into sent to the principal's office."
"For what!?" Jasiris asked, remembering all too well the many times he had gone up to the school because Natori slammed some poor soul's head into a locker. Funny thing about that, the principal never seemed to be upset with her, and neither had he once he knew what had led up to her violent outburst.
"Some girl said something mean to Rin, and I told her to go solve her pussy complications before she tried to talk slick to my sister. When I got to the principal's office he wouldn't stop laughing and just sent me back to class." Natori explained as if it wasn't a big deal.
That was another thing, Natori was also very protective, and would physically, mentally, and emotionally destroy anyone who talked negative about her family.
Jasiris facepalmed with a sigh, and the girls could tell that he was laughing by his shaking shoulders.
"Why would you say that?" He asked, still laughing.
"Because she said something mean to my sister! You know once someone crosses that boundary they're getting destroyed. Bitch ran off crying, that fish patty was screaming."
"Not fish patty!" Kagome exclaimed as the other occupants wiped their tears in laughter.
After dinner, the girls helped Jasiris clean the kitchen and then went upstairs to their respective rooms. Jasiris however, went through his nightly routine of shutting off all of the lights and closing every curtain in sight. As he was closing the last one that was in the kitchen where they ate, he stopped in his tracks. He could've sworn he saw something move, but after watching closely, he shrugged it off. Paranoia at its finest. Closing the curtain, he walked through his now pitch black house and climbed the stairs towards his own room.
Outside, a panther youkai stood before a seemingly abandoned house. He smirked as he pulled out his cellphone and dialed a number.
"Did you find them?" A deep voice asked after the third ring.
"Yes sir, I found them."