I don't own Nurarihyon No Mago...
(Narrative)
The afternoon sun shone through the window, the suns rays adding light to the semi dark classroom. Eight people were sitting around, waiting for when they could finally leave. Seven out of those eight were getting bored of listening to the one who stood at the front of the class speaking passionately and throwing obscene hand gestures. It was basically a normal day, for them that is. You see, what makes this group of kids different from most is simple. The group is made up of a yokai fanatic, a follower of that fanatic, an onmyōji, two mostly normal girls, a yuki-onna, and a boy who is quarter yokai. The yuki-onna is the trusted attendant of the quarter yokai, who himself is the grandson of Nurarihyon, the supreme commander of the Nura Clan.
"All right! Today's meeting is now over!" shouted Kiyotsugu, the leader of the Kiyo Cross Supernatural Squad.
Maki Saori mumbled out a tired, "Finally".
Everyone made their way out of the room, heading towards the school gates. They were chatting amongst themselves, some arguing over the fact that they should relax instead of yokai hunting, and one blue haired girl in particular thinking about what to make for dinner because it was their turn to.
"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we go to the mall?" Maki suddenly said.
Torii shook her head, indicating she could go, while Kana and Yura both replied with a simple yes.
"What about you, Tsurara?" Maki asked the ice maiden.
"I'm sorry, but I must decline. I have chores to do around the house today."
"Well, okay. Next time, you have to come along. You keep missing out on all the sales." Maki said.
"Yes, I would love to go with you." Tsurara smiled towards the human girl.
Everyone walked outside and after saying their goodbyes, went their separate ways. Maki, Torii, Kana, and Yura went in the direction towards the mall, talking about where they should go first. Kiyotsugu decided Shima would be going home with him that day, of course for more research on yokai. The last group, which consisted of Rikuo and Tsurara, started their way to the Nura main house. The sun was a deep orange color, and the sky was a mix of red, dark blue, and purple. It would soon be night and many dangerous things hid in the dark, so the two had to hurry home. It seemed like it was taking longer than usual to reach the house, and soon enough, the sun set. The sky turned to black, tiny lights dotting the sky. The moon was full that night, shining brightly. The air suddenly shifted, and Rikuo stopped walking.
"Rikuo-sama?" Tsurara looked to her master, confusion spread across her face.
The third heir didn't answer his loyal attendant, but instead looked towards the woods beside them. Leaves were rustling, some even blowing past the two and Tsurara looked ahead, already changing into her yokai form.
"Rikuo-sama." Tsurara said more firmly.
She looked behind to see that he too has changed into his yokai form. His crimson eyes never leaving the spot where the rustling came from.
"Tsurara, watch out." Rikuo's night form said.
Right after he said that, something came flying out of the woods. It flew past the master and his attendant, and slammed into the concrete wall behind them.
"W-what was that?" Tsurara stuttered.
More strange figures came out of the trees, and they appeared to be yokai. The yokai that flew into the wall slowly got up and growled.
"That bitch. I'm going to kill her." The yokai said to itself.
It looked over to Rikuo and Tsurara, surprised to find those two standing there. Then the yokai smiled, a disgustingly wicked grin showing sharp yellow teeth, and slowly approached them. The dark gray skin around the creatures beady black eyes showed wrinkles. Before the both of them could do anything, the yokai quickly grabbed Tsurara. It held her firmly against itself, not even batting an eye as she struggled furiously against it.
"Well, well. What do we have here? What a beauty you are. How about after I'm done here, you come play with me for a while?"
Rikuo glared at the yokai, ready to strike out at it, but something stopped him. This something was the third thing to come out of the woods, and it landed right in front of Rikuo. This person, he assumed, had long, brown hair that flowed freely around her. She stood there, a sword held firmly in her hand. Rikuo heard a scream and looked up to see the yokai that was holding Tsurara had blood gushing from where his arm was not too long ago. The strange girl grabbed Tsurara, and pushed her to Rikuo, who quickly caught her.
"I believe this is yours." Was all she said as she suddenly vanished.
She reappeared in front of the yokai, and quickly slashed him across the chest. The yokai screamed even more, seeming to be in agonizing pain.
"Now vanish, you unsightly creature." The girl said.
Before the yokai did disappear, he lunged towards the girl, cutting her arm. She didn't even flinch, just stood there, ready to attack again if need be. The yokai fell towards the ground, but turned to dust before he could even touch it.
She directed her gaze to the surrounding yokai. "I suggest you get out of here, before you end up like him."
The other yokai looked frightened of the girl, and they did just as she said to. They turned away and ran as the girl slowly turned to face Rikuo and Tsurara. She was pale and had bangs that partly covered her strange grey eyes. As Rikuo looked into this girl's eyes he saw that they seemed so cold and dull, no emotion shining through them. Her face held a blank look as if she was bored of the situation and wanted nothing more than to get out of here.
Rikuo looked at the girl with a curious gaze, asking, "Who are you?".
She stared at them both, contemplating if she should answer or not. She took in their appearance, her eyes shifting back and forth between the two. The girl decided it wouldn't do any harm to answer his question, but she still hesitated.
"You can call me Kuro."
This is my third story, but my first time writing for Nura No Mago. I hope its ok. I'm excited to see how many people like it, if they like it. I love Nura No Mago so I was like, what the hell, let's write something about it. The name for the girl might be strange, I don't know I wanted the name to mean something, but you'll see what I mean soon. I might change it, it depends.
R&R