Sakura's POV

My ears perked up as I heard a soft squeaking from the floor boards above my head. The footsteps were coming in my direction, and I quickly hid. My existence was supposed to be unknown, but hopefully they did not sense me. I'll just scare it away quickly before continuing my work. My work? Oh, you'll find out soon.

I jumped onto the ceiling, and wrapped my tails around my waist, keeping errily quiet as I left my newest victims out in the open. The door to the basement creaked open, and a youthful scent hit my nose. A male human kit. What's one of those doing down here? Without a mother no less. I watched as he peaked his little blonde head inside, before swiftly closing the door. He jumped behind an overturned couch, and hid there. What is he hiding from? My damned curiousity was getting the best of me. Then I heard a roar from a large group of humans above us.

I would not call that a roar, more of a pitiful cry of a newborn demon. The human kit seemed intimitated by the roar of the older humans though. I wonder why they were looking for the kit. He is quite harmless, considering how skinny and weak he door to my room burst open, making me growl mentally. What could a demon do to get some peace and quiet around here?

Annoying humans.

"Demon! We are here to destroy you once and for all!" The leader roared. I scoffed and nearly jumped down, but I soon realized they were talking to the kit. I became furious. I never knew humans were such fools, they could not even tell the difference between a demon and a human kit. I grinned, and decided to let my presence be know by these pathetic creatures.

I laughed a humorless laugh before jumping down from the ceiling. My ten tails unwrapped themselves from my waist and moved around beside me. The humans took a step back, and my grinned widened to that of a psycopath that you had seen often in my day. My large horns curved, and if I were to headbutt a person, they would die on the spot. My pink hair was short, yet as wild as the untamed wolf. My claws were like that of a hawk, and could easily tear through the soft flesh of the humans. My red skin was strong, and was nearly inpenatrable. My emerald eyes glowed in the dark, but shined brighter when the flame of a torch shone upon them.

"I never knew humans were so foolish, they could not even tell the difference between a demon and a human kit. Pathetic creatures you are if I do say." I said with a scoff.

"Another demon, must be the demon brats older sister. Let's kill her too." Said a human beside the leader, a bark of agreement was sounded.

"The kit you speak of is not my brethren, nor is he here. Why do you call the human kit demon, when I am the true demon?" I asked, tilting my head a bit.

"He is a demon because he has the nine tailed fox sealed within him, demonic scum." The leader explained holding up his pitch fork.

I thought on this for a minute. Such sad creatures. They don't understand that Kurama is not even a true demon, he is a much weaker kind. No sealing from a human could seal a true demon like me away. Not that I would tell them this. "Oh I see. So you think the kit is demon because he has the nine tails in him. Did they fuse when the fox was sealed within him?" I knew this was very unlikely, but I needed to prove a point.

The leader paused before speaking. "No, but-"

My eyes flashed a dangerous red. "But nothing idiotic human. The demon of the nine tails has not fused with the human kit, meaning the kit is still human." I snapped.

"But it could release the demon and destroy our village if we let it live." Said another human.

This I knew was true. If the kit kept getting treated like garbage by these humans, then he could most definstely release Kurama. Not that I cared, I haven't seen a village burn down in a while. "That may be true, especially if you continue your assasination attempts." I said, staring the leader in the eye. He trembled under my gaze, and I smirked. "You humans think you are so powerful. Planning to kill your own kind, thinking it's the correct thing to accomplish. As a matter a fact, if the kit were to be killed, the nine tails would be released." The humans trembled and shook more, much like they were experiencing an earthquake. "And the village that you call home would be in flames, burning to the ground as your loved ones cried and screamed, hoping to be saved. Only for no one to come to their rescue." I put a clawed finger against my mouth, pretending to look guiltless and made big eyes. "You'd just be causing more pain to your village, and your fellow villagers would blame you for bringing pain upon them. That would be dreadful no?" I asked. Oh how I loved to make adult humans turn into human kits, making them wet their pants by just saying a few words.

The leader was the first to break from his shock. "You're a terrible liar! If the host dies then so does the demon."

I grinned at his stubbornness. "Oh but I do not lie. I have seen it happen many times before in my day."

"That was before you had good sealing techniques. The fourth hokage, who sealed the nine tails, was an expert sealer."

I shrugged. "My definition of expert must be very different from yours silly human." I smriked as he got even more peevish.

"That's enough! Kill her!" He roared, and his small army of untrained villagers ran at me.

I rolled my eyes and waited for the first human to come into arms, or should I say, tails length. The first was a female, and two of my tails grabbed her arms. Fear filled her eyes before I split her apart, dropping her lifeless body. As the next few humans came at me, I punched one in the gut, kicked the next in the face, and whipped the final into a wall. I continued my little routine until some smarter humans finally understood how I was fighting. Some countered my punches, but still ended up flying into a wall. Some block my kicks, but get punched in the stomach. Then some avoid my tails only to get kicked in the face. It was pleasant, I haven't had fun in a while. The only one left was the leader, who had been standing toward the back of the group, not even attempting to get close to me. My knuckles were covered with the blood of humans, and my tails were soaked with blood.

"You want a one on one fight human? Or do you want to warn your brethren?" I asked, whipping the blood on my knuckles onto my clothes.

The human was pertified, but made move to run. I smriked as my tails snapped out and grabbed him, restricting him of movement. "Let me go you demonic peace of garbage!" He roared, but my tail sealed his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk. Do you really think I would let you warn the others? I loved the way you all trembled at the sight of me, so why would I let you ruin my fun?" I asked with a dark smirk. The man squirmed and his muffled screams made me laugh. "You humans amuse me to no end. It is like never ending entertainment. Shame I have to kill you, you would have made a good puppet." And with that, I snapped his neck and dropped him to the ground.

I looked around at the mess I made, and grimaced. I will have to burn their corpses, I do not like the smell of rotting meat.

My large ears twitched as I heard sobbing from behind the couch. I completely forgot about the kit.

I made no sound as I walked behind the couch. I peered over, and saw him with his eyes covered by his hands. I wonder if he was watching, or was too busy bawling to notice. I looked at my tails, and saw the blood all over them. I but I wanted to make sure he was okay and would not be too frightened of me.

My tails slithered over the couch and legged and cradled him, rocking back and forth softly. I never had a child, but I have taken care of demonic childern way back when.

The kit stopped sobbing and just held onto me. I rubbed his back as my tails kept him warm. When he finally looked up, he gasped in fear. I expected this, but I still became a bit depressed.

I whimpered before rubbing my whiskered cheek against his, making him giggle softly as my whiskers poked him. I smiled as one of my tails wagged.

He looked around and his eyes widened before his grip on me tightened even more than it did before. "D-Did you do t-this?" He asked in shock. I nodded, and he had a look of horror on his face. "W-Why?!"

I frowned. "They were going to hurt you because they thought you were something you are not."

"B-But you didn't have to s-save me." Kit said. I sighed through my nose.

"I am aware of that, but I do not like humans who kill their own kind, especially if they are kits."

"Kits?" He asked.

I chuckled. "So many questions." He blushed. "What is the term you humans use? Oh right, children. That is what kits mean in your terms." I explained, hugging him to my chest. I know the kits back then had found comfort in them, so I assumed he was no different. He blushed brightly before moving away slightly. "Why do you move away?" I asked, tilting my head again.

"U-Um... it's just that... w-well... don't you find it a bit inappropiate?" He asked me in a small whisper.

I frowned before hugging him to my chest again. "Nonsense! Back then, kits found comfort in being cradled into an adult female's chest. They said the softness put them in a state of tranquility." I purred into his ear, licking it after. He blushed darkly but it seemed the spell I had always believed in started to take play. "Sleep now my little kit, I am sure you are begging for sleep after being chased by the bad humans." I whispered, nuzzling my face in his hair. He buried his face deeper into my chest as the sleeping spell finally consumed him.

I smiled softly and took a better look at him. His blonde hair is wild, and if I remember his eyes were cerulean blue. He had whiskers marks on his cheeks, and I could not help what I did next. I licked one of the thin lines, and he purred the cutest purr I have heard since the last demon kit I came in contact with. I giggled before putting him on my back. He automatically wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist.

I groaned mentally. I still have to burn the corpses before they begin to rot, and it was already starting. I sighed as my hand caught ablaze, and I set fire to one of the chairs. I added to the pile before the flames were roaring, awaiting to burn whatever was thrown into them. So I started my job, and worked for quite a few hours, nothing I could not take. If you were wondering, this is not my job. My job is to capture souls and to send them to Hell... Ok so maybe what I am doing now is my job. When the corpses burn, their ashes will not be sent to the wind, they will go into the ground. Where Hell is. Ok I have to get this done. Go away or else I'll burn you with the rest of them. Haha!

A/N So what did you think? Review please!