A/N: This is a story about love, sadness, and a lot of fighting. I don't own YYH or Jecht for that matter; I just borrowed the name. Originally sent to Maze-Castle. (I don't own that.) This is the better version. Chapter by chapter, okay?
Prologue-A Memory I Want to Forget
I was walking through the forest, my ears twitching at every sound. Everything
seemed to be stained with blood, even the clouds and the moon. When I reached
a clearing, I saw a kitsune lying in his own blood. I ran over and asked if he was okay,
but then I realized that he was paralyzed, bleeding from a gash in his back. His eyes
were closed, his head turned to the left. I turned his head toward me."Yoko," I whispered.
His golden-colored eyes opened and looked at me. I could tell he was in pain. "What happened?"
I asked. He replied, "I was stealing something again.I know you want me to stop..."
He stopped, his breathing ragged and shallow. "Yoko, I don't know why I'm saying
this, but you should hide in Ningenkai," I said softly, tears streaming down my face. "I'll
miss you, but I'll find you again. I promise. But don't tell me where you're going."
His eyes told me he understood. I gave him one last kiss, and in a flash,
he was gone, except for the scarf he wore in the wintertime. On it,
he had pinned a note. It said, "Tyranda, I will always love you. I'll be in Japan."
I had told him not to tell me where he was going. He never listened
to common sense, and that had always been his downfall. Oh well.
"Serenity! Get up! It's 7:50 in the morning!"