Kino was happy, she had her Kito back. She had listened to him recite his adventures for well over three hours. She had barley noticed her two daughters had stepped out and stood to either side of her. They were twins about five years old that both had orange hair. She guessed because she had red and her late husband was a blond that was the reason why. They both wore a simple yellow dress with flower patterns chained around the hem of their dresses. Each flower was about two inches wide around and where a dandelion shape. "And so I live at the rig, tending to the gardens." Kito finished. "RIN! ZIN!" Kito loped around in a few bound. He was upon them in only a few second with one in both arms as he hugged his sister, or who he considered so. "Kito, if you hug them any tighter they might turn blue." Kino teased."Kito hugged them both once more before he stood up again. "I came for another reason Kino, sisters…" He said. Kino raised and eyebrow.
"Sense you don't seem to want to move to Mr. Tetsu's," He trailed off to add suspense. "Why not come and live with me? I don't want you all living here, not anymore. It's to depressing here. Sorrow has bred here and it's time to move on." Kito looked as if she was shocked and her look soon turned into anger. "Can we Mommy?" Asked Zin who was to Kino's left. "Can we?" Asked Rin to Kino's other side. They both gave their mother a sad whimpering look; well taught by their big brother who use to be a master at 'puppy eyes'. Kino couldn't help but laugh. She came out of her fit a few moments later and gave Kito a severe look. "You've become a real trickster haven't you Kito?" She exclaimed. Kito simply gave her a faint grin.
"I am a fox you know. What do you expect me to do? I'm not going to leave you and my sisters here. Next to this I would have had to kidnap you and move everything. I've reached my ultimatum about getting you away from here." Kino looked at him. What do you really want Kito? She asked herself. Kito sighed, a hint of worry crossed his face but he straightened it immediately. He walked to the front door and stood looking at it. "Where are you going?" Kino exclaimed worried that he was leaving again. He's never left before a week why so soon? She asked herself. She watched him. Kito keened a long sorrowful sound. It was high pitch, like the whimper of a dog, she almost missed it. "Why do you want us to leave so badly? What's wrong?" Kito stood still for a moment. Silence, utter and drowning silence went on. Kino was starting to become impatient just when Kito replied, "I can't tell you yet. It's not safe."
It had been five days sense Kito had arrived. He helped his family pack and moved their stuff into his ship. He made sure that they left things behind in order to make it look like they where just putting their stuff in storage. Beds, food, and most major furniture that wasn't sentimental were left behind. On the end of the week Kito stood in the house alone with a customized Winchester rifle. The gun had two bayonets set on the top and bottom for stabbing and slashing. Silver was etched into the blades. Kito stood in a dark corner watching the windows and doors. He waited there silently for hours and the night wore on. He was staring down at his feet when he heard a crash. It was from a window shatter. Quickly fire spread through out the house. I'm glad I got them out of here. I couldn't stand it if I knew they would….. He though. He shuddered out the frightening sorrowful images that fallowed. Fire surrounded him very quickly. Kito Felt the fire and he let his mind wander; it first touched the heated air that he quickly wove into a thin shield around his body. Kito was a psychic, more over he was a true kitsune. He couldn't fly like his ancestors could. Not through air at least, but how wonderful the feeling of water running across his body at such a quick pace.
He shook himself back into reality. The place he was raised was burning around him. And so was his anger, he walked to the window and saw figures outside. They looked like fox-hybrids but he knew better. Kito took aim and fired. The bullet hit true, he aimed again and fired, the dazed fiends struggling to pull themselves into reality. Kito's rage burned like the inferno of his home is now. He ran towards his kin, he ran carrying the burning inferno with him and he stabbed at them and torched them with the fire his kin wield through the ages. He bit into them with the deadly silver that ad killed so many of his kin. The streets were cleaned of his foes. He had to work fast. Kito grabbed the carcasses and struggled to drag them into the fire to cover up the evidence before people noticed. He dragged them one by one into the center of his home. They would burn. They would all burn for threatening those he loved most.