Disclaimer- I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, I just play with the characters.
All characters that do not appear in the series belong to me, as well as
the storyline. If you want to use them, please ask.
Hiei: Who would want to play with your characters anyway?
Shini: -_- grrrr.
Warning, this story will be YAOI in the future, and LIME. Thank you. Also, there is death and angst, as well as the whole romance thing, so if any of this turns your stomach, I'd advise you to leave now.
Pairings (in future eps. This one is just KuramaxOC): KxHxOC, YukinaxBotan, KuwabaraxYuusuke, and KoenmaxKeiko. (I know, I'm twisted. I've read too many good and twisted fanfic authors out there. ^_^V)
Kurama: Yes, you are twisted.
Kuwabara: What possessed you to put me and YUUSUKE together, for Kami- sama's sake?
Shini: Author's privelege. Ja!
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Shinigami- a Dark Light in the Forest
By Shinigami_femme
The rhythmic thumping of running feet interrupted the stillness of the night. A young child opened bright amethyst eyes, making not a sound, clutched tightly in the arms of a young male Youko, a Fox Spirit with long silver hair, sprinting recklessly through the trees. Bamboo leaves fluttered to the forest floor in the wake of the fleeing man, as the thunder of hooves and baying of hounds were just beginning to be heard in the distance.
The Valley of the Angel's Tears was a peaceful place, bright and happy with the sounds of laughing children, the smells of baking bread and natural perfumes. Male Youko with bright fur and long silken hair walked through the forest collecting plants and herbal medicines, while others practiced fighting using weapons and plant magic. Their women cared for infants and baked bread while the young men and boys caught fish in a nearby stream. Little girls, with bright ribbons tied about their ears and tails, danced in the village square, celebrating the dawning of the spring equinox. A lone human woman sat beneath a sakura tree outside her husband's den playing with her five-year-old daughter.
"Ohayo, Nuriko-sama! I brought flowers for Shichi-kun!" The dark haired woman looked up in surprise, as a wreath of purple orchids was waved temptingly in front of her daughter's fascinated gaze. A silver haired Youko with bright gold eyes smiled at her, and then returned his attention to teasing the giggling little girl.
"Ohayo, Kurama-san. How was the hunt?" Nuriko smiled at the 3,000 year old Fox Spirit sitting crosslegged before her. How the long lived Youko Kurama could find pleasure in visiting with her young daughter, she couldn't fathom. Kurama continued to tease little Shichiko with the wreath, his eyes bright and happy, so unlike the usual deameanor of the infamous Youko theif. He teased Shichiko mercilessly, knowing that she would figure out a way to get the flowered wreath from him before too long. Nuriko looked between her daughter and the notorious Youko thief and shook her head. "Kurama! The hunt?"
Kurama started out of his intense scrutiny, smiling slightly as he realized that he'd been so engrossed in Shichiko's laughter that he'd completely forgotten that Nuriko was there. "Oh, gomen ne, Nuriko-sama. The hunt went well. Many of the animals are venturing out again."
Kurama plucked Shichiko from the ground and placed her in his lap. "Kura- chan is pretty," Shichiko giggled, reaching up to touch Kurama's smiling face.
"Why, thank you for the compliment, Shichi-kun," Kurama laughed as he affixed the wreath to her silvery hair. "I think you are very pretty as well." Kurama tilted her chin up with one hand and gave her a light kiss on the nose.
A white furred Youko with bright blue eyes came up the road, a large pole slung over one shoulder, three white rabbits hanging from one end. "So, Kurama, that's where you've run off to! I should have known." Youko Kourenai put the rabbits in a basket next to the small group. He tousled Kurama's hair as he walked over and gave Nuriko a kiss. "Why do you insist on spending so much time around my wife and daughter, hmm?"
"Didn't you know? Nuriko and I are having a secret affair!" Kurama smiled in mischievous delight, and Shichiko started giggling into her hand. Soulmate, Kurama thought to himself, in irony. She's my soulmate. I've spent three thousand years searching for a girl who wasn't even born yet. Hunh. Maybe it makes sense. If she were as old as me, I wouldn't get to watch her grow up.
"Ha ha, very funny, thief-boy. Did you make that wreath, Shichiko?" Kourenai smiled at his daughter.
"Nn-nh. Kura-chan made it, isn't it pretty?"
"Hai. It's ve-" Suddenly, the screams of horses were heard in the distance, and the village went up in flames. Kourenai looked up sharply and swore. "It's them. They're finally here."
Kurama jumped up, Shichiko in his arms. He looked behind him toward the sound of horses coming fast. "Kishiro. Shit! Why can't that asshole take a hint?!"
Kourenai grabbed the pole from where he had dropped it. "Kurama, get Nuriko and Shichiko to safety. I'll buy you some time."
"No, I'm staying with you."
"But, Nuriko-"
"If you die, I die. I'll fight by your side, but I will not run from a battle when my being there could mean your life. Kurama can take Shichiko to safety. Those assholes won't get their hands on my daughter!" Nuriko walked into the den, her face devoid of all expression. She emerged with a katana unsheathed in one hand.
"Good-bye, boku no sakura-ko. Take good care of her, thief." Kourenai kissed Shichiko on the forehead and backed away.
"Kurama, go. You know where my family is. Take her there. She should be safe." Kurama nodded and spun around, breaking for the tree line at top speed. The wreath of flowers fell from Shichiko's hair and fluttered to the ground unnoticed.
As Kurama sprinted desperately through the forest towards the gate to the Ningenkai, he heard the sounds of battle behind him. He heard ringing metal and then, "I won't let you have her!" A scream sounded through the trees, then all was silent, save for Shichiko's breath puffing lightly against his chest as he ran.
In the distance, Kurama could hear men shouting. "The child has got to be around here somewhere! Everyone spread out! Find the half-breed!" Kurama increased his pace, as Shichiko stared up at her savior with impassive eyes, no longer the innocent girl she had been only twenty minutes before.
Barking could be heard in the distance, and the scream of horses and thundering of hooves against the forest floor urged him on. "Kuso! They've let out the dogs," Kurama gasped as he jumped from tree to tree. He ran for hours, using all his skills as a master thief to evade his pursuers. He leapt through the Ningen Gate at top speed, just barely clearing the upper edge in his haste to get through. He landed softly on the other side, breathing a sigh of relief before once again breaking into a dead run toward safety.
It was early evening when Kurama arrived in Southern Honshu, the home of the Nuriko's family seat, buzoku no houou. When he reached the clan's estate lands, Kurama carried Shichiko up to the main house and knocked. As they waited for the door to open, Kurama placed Shichiko on her feet and knelt in front of her. "You'll be living here for awhile, Shichi-kun. I'll come back for you when it's safe. I promise. "
"I understand, Kura-chan. I'll miss you, but I know you have to go." Shichiko's face was solemn as she stared into Kurama's golden eyes. "I love you."
"I love you, too. I have to leave now. I'm going to backtrack and try to draw off the hounds. I'll be back, but until then, take this. You can give it back to me next time I see you." Kurama pulled a thin bangle from his wrist, and handed it to Shichiko.
A housemaid opened the door to the large mansion and screamed. Shichiko and Kurama looked up in surprise as the woman collapsed in the doorway. They looked at each other and shrugged. "Ningen no baka."
The butler burst through the door bearing a large pole arm, and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the two Youko on the doorstep. Shichiko turned to look at him, and he dropped his weapon in shock. "Miss Shichiko! Lord Kurama! What happened, where is Miss Nuriko?"
"It was Kishiro. They attacked the village. It was burning when we left. Nuriko-sama and Kourenai stayed behind to slow down our pursuers. It is unlikely that they survived. Nuriko-sama asked me to bring Shichiko here. Please take care of her until I return, Ishin. I'm counting on you to keep her safe." Kurama leaned toward Shichiko and gave her a chaste kiss. "I will return for you, Shichi-kun. Wait for me."
"I will take good care of her, Kurama-san. You have no need to fear for her safety here." Ishin pulled Shichiko closer to him in the lit doorway as Kurama turned and bounded away into the night.
"I promise. I'll wait for you. Ja ne, Kurama-kun!" Shichiko waved at Youko's fleeing back until he disappeared from sight, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. I'll be worthy of him. No matter what it takes.
In the Valley of the Angel's Tears, the sky broke open and the tears of heaven fell upon the soil of the Makai. Petals of cherry blossoms drifted over a ruined village, and beneath a lone sakura tree, the body of a dead woman clutched a wreath of purple orchids, stained black with blood and rain.
Hiei: Who would want to play with your characters anyway?
Shini: -_- grrrr.
Warning, this story will be YAOI in the future, and LIME. Thank you. Also, there is death and angst, as well as the whole romance thing, so if any of this turns your stomach, I'd advise you to leave now.
Pairings (in future eps. This one is just KuramaxOC): KxHxOC, YukinaxBotan, KuwabaraxYuusuke, and KoenmaxKeiko. (I know, I'm twisted. I've read too many good and twisted fanfic authors out there. ^_^V)
Kurama: Yes, you are twisted.
Kuwabara: What possessed you to put me and YUUSUKE together, for Kami- sama's sake?
Shini: Author's privelege. Ja!
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Shinigami- a Dark Light in the Forest
By Shinigami_femme
The rhythmic thumping of running feet interrupted the stillness of the night. A young child opened bright amethyst eyes, making not a sound, clutched tightly in the arms of a young male Youko, a Fox Spirit with long silver hair, sprinting recklessly through the trees. Bamboo leaves fluttered to the forest floor in the wake of the fleeing man, as the thunder of hooves and baying of hounds were just beginning to be heard in the distance.
The Valley of the Angel's Tears was a peaceful place, bright and happy with the sounds of laughing children, the smells of baking bread and natural perfumes. Male Youko with bright fur and long silken hair walked through the forest collecting plants and herbal medicines, while others practiced fighting using weapons and plant magic. Their women cared for infants and baked bread while the young men and boys caught fish in a nearby stream. Little girls, with bright ribbons tied about their ears and tails, danced in the village square, celebrating the dawning of the spring equinox. A lone human woman sat beneath a sakura tree outside her husband's den playing with her five-year-old daughter.
"Ohayo, Nuriko-sama! I brought flowers for Shichi-kun!" The dark haired woman looked up in surprise, as a wreath of purple orchids was waved temptingly in front of her daughter's fascinated gaze. A silver haired Youko with bright gold eyes smiled at her, and then returned his attention to teasing the giggling little girl.
"Ohayo, Kurama-san. How was the hunt?" Nuriko smiled at the 3,000 year old Fox Spirit sitting crosslegged before her. How the long lived Youko Kurama could find pleasure in visiting with her young daughter, she couldn't fathom. Kurama continued to tease little Shichiko with the wreath, his eyes bright and happy, so unlike the usual deameanor of the infamous Youko theif. He teased Shichiko mercilessly, knowing that she would figure out a way to get the flowered wreath from him before too long. Nuriko looked between her daughter and the notorious Youko thief and shook her head. "Kurama! The hunt?"
Kurama started out of his intense scrutiny, smiling slightly as he realized that he'd been so engrossed in Shichiko's laughter that he'd completely forgotten that Nuriko was there. "Oh, gomen ne, Nuriko-sama. The hunt went well. Many of the animals are venturing out again."
Kurama plucked Shichiko from the ground and placed her in his lap. "Kura- chan is pretty," Shichiko giggled, reaching up to touch Kurama's smiling face.
"Why, thank you for the compliment, Shichi-kun," Kurama laughed as he affixed the wreath to her silvery hair. "I think you are very pretty as well." Kurama tilted her chin up with one hand and gave her a light kiss on the nose.
A white furred Youko with bright blue eyes came up the road, a large pole slung over one shoulder, three white rabbits hanging from one end. "So, Kurama, that's where you've run off to! I should have known." Youko Kourenai put the rabbits in a basket next to the small group. He tousled Kurama's hair as he walked over and gave Nuriko a kiss. "Why do you insist on spending so much time around my wife and daughter, hmm?"
"Didn't you know? Nuriko and I are having a secret affair!" Kurama smiled in mischievous delight, and Shichiko started giggling into her hand. Soulmate, Kurama thought to himself, in irony. She's my soulmate. I've spent three thousand years searching for a girl who wasn't even born yet. Hunh. Maybe it makes sense. If she were as old as me, I wouldn't get to watch her grow up.
"Ha ha, very funny, thief-boy. Did you make that wreath, Shichiko?" Kourenai smiled at his daughter.
"Nn-nh. Kura-chan made it, isn't it pretty?"
"Hai. It's ve-" Suddenly, the screams of horses were heard in the distance, and the village went up in flames. Kourenai looked up sharply and swore. "It's them. They're finally here."
Kurama jumped up, Shichiko in his arms. He looked behind him toward the sound of horses coming fast. "Kishiro. Shit! Why can't that asshole take a hint?!"
Kourenai grabbed the pole from where he had dropped it. "Kurama, get Nuriko and Shichiko to safety. I'll buy you some time."
"No, I'm staying with you."
"But, Nuriko-"
"If you die, I die. I'll fight by your side, but I will not run from a battle when my being there could mean your life. Kurama can take Shichiko to safety. Those assholes won't get their hands on my daughter!" Nuriko walked into the den, her face devoid of all expression. She emerged with a katana unsheathed in one hand.
"Good-bye, boku no sakura-ko. Take good care of her, thief." Kourenai kissed Shichiko on the forehead and backed away.
"Kurama, go. You know where my family is. Take her there. She should be safe." Kurama nodded and spun around, breaking for the tree line at top speed. The wreath of flowers fell from Shichiko's hair and fluttered to the ground unnoticed.
As Kurama sprinted desperately through the forest towards the gate to the Ningenkai, he heard the sounds of battle behind him. He heard ringing metal and then, "I won't let you have her!" A scream sounded through the trees, then all was silent, save for Shichiko's breath puffing lightly against his chest as he ran.
In the distance, Kurama could hear men shouting. "The child has got to be around here somewhere! Everyone spread out! Find the half-breed!" Kurama increased his pace, as Shichiko stared up at her savior with impassive eyes, no longer the innocent girl she had been only twenty minutes before.
Barking could be heard in the distance, and the scream of horses and thundering of hooves against the forest floor urged him on. "Kuso! They've let out the dogs," Kurama gasped as he jumped from tree to tree. He ran for hours, using all his skills as a master thief to evade his pursuers. He leapt through the Ningen Gate at top speed, just barely clearing the upper edge in his haste to get through. He landed softly on the other side, breathing a sigh of relief before once again breaking into a dead run toward safety.
It was early evening when Kurama arrived in Southern Honshu, the home of the Nuriko's family seat, buzoku no houou. When he reached the clan's estate lands, Kurama carried Shichiko up to the main house and knocked. As they waited for the door to open, Kurama placed Shichiko on her feet and knelt in front of her. "You'll be living here for awhile, Shichi-kun. I'll come back for you when it's safe. I promise. "
"I understand, Kura-chan. I'll miss you, but I know you have to go." Shichiko's face was solemn as she stared into Kurama's golden eyes. "I love you."
"I love you, too. I have to leave now. I'm going to backtrack and try to draw off the hounds. I'll be back, but until then, take this. You can give it back to me next time I see you." Kurama pulled a thin bangle from his wrist, and handed it to Shichiko.
A housemaid opened the door to the large mansion and screamed. Shichiko and Kurama looked up in surprise as the woman collapsed in the doorway. They looked at each other and shrugged. "Ningen no baka."
The butler burst through the door bearing a large pole arm, and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the two Youko on the doorstep. Shichiko turned to look at him, and he dropped his weapon in shock. "Miss Shichiko! Lord Kurama! What happened, where is Miss Nuriko?"
"It was Kishiro. They attacked the village. It was burning when we left. Nuriko-sama and Kourenai stayed behind to slow down our pursuers. It is unlikely that they survived. Nuriko-sama asked me to bring Shichiko here. Please take care of her until I return, Ishin. I'm counting on you to keep her safe." Kurama leaned toward Shichiko and gave her a chaste kiss. "I will return for you, Shichi-kun. Wait for me."
"I will take good care of her, Kurama-san. You have no need to fear for her safety here." Ishin pulled Shichiko closer to him in the lit doorway as Kurama turned and bounded away into the night.
"I promise. I'll wait for you. Ja ne, Kurama-kun!" Shichiko waved at Youko's fleeing back until he disappeared from sight, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. I'll be worthy of him. No matter what it takes.
In the Valley of the Angel's Tears, the sky broke open and the tears of heaven fell upon the soil of the Makai. Petals of cherry blossoms drifted over a ruined village, and beneath a lone sakura tree, the body of a dead woman clutched a wreath of purple orchids, stained black with blood and rain.