"Talking about stuff." – Normal

"Talking about stuff." – Kyuubi/Kurama/Kyuuyu or demonic speech

"Thinking about stuff." – Normal

"Thinking about stuff." – Demonic thinking

Jutsu's

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It was a quiet night in the hidden village of leaf; the townspeople all seemed to be at peace…even the children had slipped off into a happy slumber. But there was a lone child; silently crying in an ally way. Covered in bruises and cuts, dirt had covered most of the young boys clothing. Blood had matted his normally sun yellow spiky hair while black bruises and swelling appeared over both his once dazzling sapphire blue eyes. His face, while terribly beaten, still had the noticeable whisker marks on his cheeks. This boy was the Kyuubi Jailer from birth and yet here he hid, in the shadows hoping no one would find him again.

The full silver moon looked red to the small boy of only four years of age, his eyes kept flashing to red and then purple and then back to blue before repeating the process. Tears had already filled his eyes as he held his mouth closed with his hands as he tried to limit his sounds. Deep within his mind, a pair of blood red eyes narrowed at the sight before him. The child was his jailer, his prison, so he should be thrilled right? Wrong, the Kyuubi was feeling more and more anger towards the village the more he saw the child suffer at their hands. Finally seeing the last memory of the child's beating broke the last strand of patience he held for the village.

Carefully moving the red chakra of his around the boys form, the Kyuubi transported the child to a forest around a few miles away from the outside gates of the village; following after creating a veil of red chakra and leaves, thus turning them an autumn orange and red; sticking them together to create a protective leaf barrier of red chakra enforced leaves; the Kyuubi teleported the child into the sub-conscious where it resided inside its cage.

"W-where…?" the small child mumbled quietly as he moved closer to the cell doors. The soft sound of him breathing in and out was met with another.

"Hello Kit…" a deep calm voice stated as animal like red eyes appeared before the boy.

The said child jumped a little at the sound and eyes that had appeared before him, only to see no malice or hatred in them like the people of his village had. So the child stood there waiting and watching. Like a bird watching a snake on a forest floor. The softening sounds of the red showed it to be the Kyuubi no Yokai, while the child now no longer breathed, the Kyuubi did not move in hopes the child would feel safe in his own mindscape. After all, if the child feared him, his mind would crumble before he could save the boy.

"Kyuu…bi…" was all that the small child spoke now.

A small nod from the demon fox as he lowered to the floor to see the small child better, which got a small flinch from the boy but nothing more.

"Kit…are you alright?" the Kyuubi asked the child. He watched the child grow, and only now was he able to call out enough strength to try and save his jailer. Seeing the child flinch and stiffen at his question, the fox thought only for a second that he must not even know how to respond to someone worrying over him. Seeing the blue eyes widen at the question before looking confused and then upset and scared, the red eyed fox demon let out a small warm breath for the boy to try to calm him. And calm him it did.

The Kyuubi was shocked to see the child go into hysterics. Even more so when he had no idea how to comfort him from his locked cell, but the child ran in and curled into the fur near his front left paw. Giving off a small sigh, he lowered down to wrap his warmth around the small child, giving him a tail as a blanket and his own fur as a comfort, Kyuubi had began to think of what he could do for the child that he had grown fond of, but yet has never been able to actually help. Only seeing small parts of the child's life in little snippets, he had watched part of the boy growing up… Only the boy didn't have a name that he knew of, no one in the boy's memories once spoken of his name that he must have been given at birth. Only calling him: demon…monster…devil…demon offspring and the like…

"No…I know he must have a name…Why was no one trying to help the child? He's just a kit…not even old enough to learn how to hunt or even leave the den…what happened to his family…" The Kyuubi knew that he was sealed inside the child, but his own last memories was of his family being killed by a wild rogue demon boar. His wife, was a normal fox and his litter was only a few weeks old, not even grown two tails…and he woke up who knows how long later to see a cell door in front of him. Of course it won't take him long to figure out what had happened. He knew, ninja's and the like where hunting judgment demons like his family line down to control them…only problem was…getting free without harming the innocent. And the kit, who was now asleep while holding onto him, was an innocent who jailed him and was suffering for no reason. He could no comprehend what had happened in his moments of blacking out from then to the waking moments in the boy's seal. But none the less, he could sit by and watch the kit get harmed, in a way it was like a kindred spirit being tied to the human child.

"The kits' going to need protection and training if he wants to survive…and I'll be damned by my god if I let this poor kit die like this…Maybe once he wakes up we could talk without him breaking down again… One can only hope…"

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