Thank you for reading this new fanfiction of mine as of today. So please rate and review once you are finished and this will probably be one of my continuous stories….at least for a while… Oh and thank all of you many kind reviewers for all of my previous stories and especially for Scream in the Night! Trust me, this isn't Yuri, but there will be some shockers coming, well at least I think so, and I hope you enjoy. This is an alternate universe just so you don't get confused out there!

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She waits for you

Listen my dear child

There is a girl

She has been crying for a long time

When she comes back…

When you find her…

Know that she waits for you

I know your journey will begin soon

Know that once you find her

She will die

But you

And only you

Can save her

Only you

And only you

Can change the horrible cursed placed upon her

So find her

And this time hold her close….

And love her

During the past eons there have been many cases of demons suddenly becoming monstrous creatures that ate the very essence of all others. About a thousand years ago, there was an odd incident in which a young virgin girl found out she had powers akin to the demons gone awry, yet more pure it seemed. Since then, every year a female babe had been taken from a village for free 'extermination' of any youkai or demon gone awry that may attack. The child was trained to fight and kill youkai mercilessly and that they were nothing but monsters that deserved nothing but death. Once the training was over, the girl was conducted into the Organization fully and all of the pigment either left her body, leaving a pale albino child, or the pigments became stronger causing the hair to become a dull black along with the eyes.

There had been an incident though, at the very beginning of the creation of the Organization. Instead of hating all youkai, one young miko fell in love with one. She was ment to find and execute him, but ended up swooned by his charms and ended up fleeing the Organization she had known since she was born. For her betrayal she was cursed into constant reincarnation and rebirth. Every time she fell in love, not long after, she was cursed to die along with her love, so as to feel the pain of losing the one whom she loved the most over and over along with her death. It was said that her love in the very beginning was a strong kitsune youkai to whom she gave her innocence and eventually her life to. Not long after, he was killed protecting her, and so she died as well out of grief. Through the centuries she was reborn, but killed along with her love, only to return and die and lose him once again. This has gone on to the poor tennyo for many years and the loss has taken a toll on her. Never was she allowed to be with him and him with her. This is the story of the last reincarnation…and how she may succeed in finally being with her love, or how she will continue to forever be cursed with an impossible love…

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Kagome gulped nervously as she stared at the large wooden doors as she waited to be called in to speak to the elders. Okay, so she failed her last mission, three others had too…. Then again, they really, really were in bad shape compared to her minor scratches. Bracing herself, she strode forward as the red robed miko to her left stiffly ordered her in.

"Hello number fifty," a gray clad miko who couldn't have been more than two-hundred years old greeted unsmiling.

Kagome nodded her head politely without reply. "I have heard that numbers twelve, nineteen, and thirty are in critical condition, so why are you still standing?"

"I don't know," she replied through grit teeth, unwilling to tell how some stupid fox came and saved her life.

"You don't know?"

"Maybe...maybe the ghosts of the other fallen saved me and the others in time," Kagome never stopped glaring at her sock clad feet, relying on the old legend.

Kaede gave a weary sigh, "Go, you are now to number two's caretaker, and give her these every night and day," she ordered Kagome holding out a small violet bottle.

"Number…two?" Kagome cocked her head to the side confused as she stepped forward to grab the vial and went out, searching for the residence of the Clan's number two.

Kikyou's eyes blazed as she finally stood up from her spot on one of the extra thrones. "Sister why did you give number fifty, the weakest number, such a large responsibility as to watch over number two?!"

"Because," Kaede replied steadily, "number two is the most unstable of us all. It's true she has nearly no spiritual power whatsoever but she excels in her five senses, she senses the youkai before they attack, but she is no more than a child! If any of us are to get caught, it is number fifty and not you who are number twenty! The child is unstable and unable to control any emotions of her own whatsoever!" After listening intently Kikyo nodded finally understanding, the weakest member of the entire organization was the one who would've been the most easily replaced.

Giving a respectful smile she turned and walked away with a sly smile on her lips. 'The brat's going to get herself wiped out in no time…'

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"Is this really her house?" Kagome silently asked herself as she opened the door. Upon entering she noticed how in the corner, there sat a white haired girl. So fast that she couldn't see it, the girl swung around a blade and aimed it for Kagome's neck. Paralyzed by fear, she couldn't move.

"Did you kill Mama and Papa?" the girl asked. Kagome couldn't reply for the fear choking her throat. Without warning Miaka, number two, dropped the blade and rushed at her. Kagome was knocked down roughly onto the hard dirt floor. The feeling of her kimono top being pulled back to expose one of her bare breasts to the girls gaze making her shout out a "No, stop!" as she blushed in embarrassment. Suddenly the feeling of a warm wet mouth engulfing the soft nipple and suckling it made her pause in shock. Miaka was nuzzling into the warm dry skin and suckling like a babe searching for milk while mewling out "Mama…" through small silvery tears.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Kagome gently combed her fingers through the girl's long, tangled, white locks. 'What's going on?' she wondered absentmindedly as the sounds Miaka made sucking at her breast echoed in the empty room. When Miaka finally finished sucking the breast and nipple, Kagome stood up and pulled the top tighter around her and wrapped the obi around it.

As soon as she had dressed, Miaka grabbed onto her leg, pressing her nude body tightly against her and burying her face in Kagome's chest. Sighing, Kagome searched the room, which was a very difficult task with a four foot tall child refusing to let go. She gave a small sound of approval when she found what she was looking for. Sitting in a small 'neat' heap was the robes of the well known number two in the Organization. The bottom half was a deep foreboding black unlike hers that was a deep blue, like the ocean waves.

Once in a while the change into a full miko would go wrong if the girl had too little spiritual energy and they wouldn't lose any or gain any pigment. Kagome was a really big screw up, or at least that's what everyone said, seeing how she stayed pale but didn't lose any other pigment. Same black-blue hair as when she was human, same blue-purple eyes as when she was human, same pale skin as when she was human. It was an embarrassment to the rest of them with her uniqueness.

Humming, Kagome dressed Miaka and smiled. Handing over a small pill from the vial of pills she gave it to Miaka, "Here, please eat one of these." Quietly, Miaka reached out to take the pilled and gulped it down. "C'mon, we're supposed to get to the village of Kyoto to find and execute a fox thief." Miaka followed behind her sullenly as they exited the village.

Kagome felt like smiling, Miaka was so cute, that was, when she wasn't fighting. They had finally bedded down for the night as the moon came out. Miaka reached out to hold he hips and looked up at her. Smiling, she sat down and opened the top of her kimono to give Miaka what she wanted.

Miaka refused to talk, so as the day went on, she learned how Miaka acted. When she wanted something, like a hug for example, she'd grab onto the stomach and bury her head in her chest. The one embarrassing thing was, she learned what the hip hug, look up meant on accident. They were in a small town when suddenly Miaka had done that to her. Confused and unsure of what she wanted, Kagome simply continued walking. When they just got out of the village, Miaka pulled off Kagome's top and tried suckling again.

Embarrassed and flustered, Kagome let her at it for a few minutes before pushing her away. Frowning, she snapped, "We don't do that during the day Miaka!" Miaka immediately apologized as she held onto Kagome.

Miaka immediately brightened and latched onto the nipple. Kagome sighed as she felt her gently sucking until suddenly, "Ouch, no biting Miaka!" Miaka immediately stopped and continued sucking. She found herself relaxing into the gentle sucking when Miaka suddenly decided to switch breasts. Kagome held in her laughter at Miaka's soft purring. 'Ah, this is nice. Who thought doing this as if she was my kid would feel so good?' Kagome asked herself.

"Okay, enough Miaka," Kagome gently chided when she felt the child had suckled long enough. It seemed as if the little girl was always searching for milk…wait. Kagome paled as she remembered one important fact a friend had once told her.

"Wow," she had gasped in amazement, "How can Mina-chan suckle a calf when she has no milk and isn't pregnant?"

"Well Kagome-chan," Eri had smartly informed her, "If something suckles at a cow's breast long enough and often enough, milk starts to form in the breasts, though not as much as when the cow's not pregnant than when it is. Oddly enough, all creature are like that!" Eri had beamed brightly as Kagome fed her ego with lots of, "Wow Eri-san, you're so smart!"

Kagome looked down at her breast and blushed, 'I hope that's not painful…' Sighing and frowning a bit, Kagome pulled out another pill for Miaka. "Here have one."

Miaka shook her head. "Why not?"

"Icky, bitter, leaves bad taste in mouth," Miaka managed. Slapping away Kagome's hand.

"C'mon, or else I won't let you do that anymore!" Kagome threatened. Gulping, Miaka took the pill and swallowed it. Sniffing, she jumped at Kagome. "You don't hate me right?! Don't hate me Mommy, please don't hate me!" She sighed, "No, I don't hate you Miaka-" She had pushed Kagome away.

"Miaka what-?!" Out of nowhere something had burst out of the ground, showering them with dirt and roots. Two huge Mole youkai snarled and rushed at Kagome. Shouting out, Kagome drew her bow and shot hitting the red one right in the face on accident, but successfully taking it down. "Where's the other one?" she asked herself just as the ground underneath her began to shift.

Miaka watched carefully. Her eyes widened a bit as her mother drew her bow, the thing was going to go under her! Just as it was about to make it's move, Miaka rushed and pushed Momma out of the way. She gagged at the feeling of the youkai's throat squeezing her.

Kagome stared in horror, "Miaka…?" Suddenly an unseen force caused the youkai to burst apart from the inside out. Standing where the youkai once was stood was Miaka covered in blood. Stiffly, Miaka walked towards her and then circled her with bloody arms, "Mommy, all right…" she was murmuring into Kagome's chest.

Taking her hand, Kagome led her to the stream about a mile away that they had passed. She smiled when she saw Miaka's confused face when Kagome took all of all of her clothes. "Come on Miaka, you need to wash off all that blood…" she softly crooned as she washed Miaka's hair for her. "This is fun, I've never washed anyone else's hair before!" Kagome laughed as she softly scrubbed her back.

Miaka stared at her Mamma confused. Did Mamma's do that? Were they supposed to be nice and wash their Miaka's? Was it normal for them to be so… perfect to their Miaka's? She watched as her mamma smiled and started to hum. Suddenly, she decided that she didn't care anymore. What if her Mamma did things most mammas didn't do? This was her mamma, and she wasn't going to let anyone take her away!

Kagome was surprised when Miaka suddenly latched onto her as she started redressing her. She gently hugged her back and then continued to redress her. They made a new camp, this time creating a shield to keep all other's out and them in. With Miaka curled up on her side and snuggling into her Kagome smiled and sighed contently.

Bur even so, she couldn't lose the constant feeling of sadness that she carried with her. The mark on her was still there, making her an outcast. Kagome felt as if she was waiting and searching for someone to come and help her. 'Please whoever you are, please come to me soon… Make me complete…'

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Far away, in a hidden shelter near the bustling village, a Kitsune Kaito awoke. By his side lay his dying mother gasping for air. Greif clogged his throat as his mother struggled for air.

"Kurama…my dear boy," she gasped. He made a move as to keep her from wasting her air on talk. Even in her weakened state, his mother gave him a fierce glare. If the situation hadn't been so dire, he would have laughed. "You… remember the story right, about the miko?" He nodded to show he remembered the childhood story that was told to each of the clan. "I know you have him inside you, the spirit of the first love… She continues to wait for you… Both or you…Listen my dear child…There is a girl…She has been crying for a long time…When she comes back…When you find her…Know that she continues to wait for you even now…I know your journey will begin soon…Know that once you find her…She will die…But you…And only you…Can save her…Only you …And only you…Can change the horrible cursed placed upon her….So find her…And this time hold her close….And love her…" his mother finished as her heart ceased to beat and her eyes closed, and she took her last breath. 'Live happily my son, and do not lose her again. Trust me; I have seen how much love the last reincarnation had for her, only to lose her…'

Kurama didn't even try to stifle the tears that streamed down his eyes. His mother… the only other of his clan that had disappeared, had died and left him alone. She was the only one who wasn't repulsed by the fact that her son had none of the physical kitsune traits upon him, she wasn't repulsed by the fact that he had another spirit dwelling within him.

When the elders refused to tell the story of their greatest ancestor to him, his mother took his hand and told him in the quiet of the night. She told him of how the great fox was enchanted by the miko's kindness and love and not that she had cast a spell upon him as the elders told. She told of how the miko cried when the great fox was killed protecting her, and not of how the miko had killed him herself as the elders told. She told of how the miko had spread her tennyo wings and died trying to reach freedom from the terrible curse cast upon her by her own kind that made her continually lose the one she loved the most, and not how the miko had slayed her own people and then killed herself as the elders told. But most of all, she told him how he was destined to find her and break the curse upon her, how he was destined to become her friend, how he was destined to be her lover once more in this life.

Straightening up, he carried the lifeless body of who had once been his kind and loving mother and gave her the burial she deserved. With dry eyes, he watched the flames consume her and free her beautiful soul to the kind shining moon.

~Rest peacefully~ the voice of the resident spirit inside of him prayed.

"Be happy…" Kurama whispered, no longer watching the fire, but staring at the full moon which shone softly upon him. 'So find her…And this time hold her close…And love her…' his mother's last words echoed in his mind.

~I will find her, and this time I'll keep her~ Youko growled from the back of his mind

"We'll find her, I promise," Kurama promised to his mother, himself, and his love who loved him from afar.

Miles away, hidden by the shadows of the night the moon gently shone on a two mikos', and one who unknowingly cried in her sleep ,at the feeling of the sorrow of the one she had lost so many times, echo in her heart.

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So what do you think? The setting's in an alternate Feudal Japan and the storyline's different from anything I've ever read or thought of before… I hope you enjoyed this chapter. In either the second or third chapter, I'm going to start on the past and show what really happened to the miko and her kitsune lover. It may be a bit sad, so watch out. And I'm hoping to get lots of reviews!

15-woah!

50-Holy shit!

100-Holly mother *&^%#*!!!!

~Tsuki no Tennyo