Hi guys! Anyway, I just read the last raw chapter of Nurarihyon no Mago, and it is nothing like how I expected it. Even so, I will continue this fanfic, so for people who still want to read it, plz do! ^_^

To irus1000: Thank you! And congratulations for being the first and only reviewer! The pairing, huh? I'm not sure, but I might add it in the middle or at the end of the fanfic. As for the stranger, find out in this chapter!

So, on with the story!

Wait, I almost forgot: I do not own Nurarihyon no Mago.


"Tell…Okaa-san… that… I'm sorry I couldn't…go to the hanyou village… she and dad wanted me…to see." Rikuo smiled as he closed his eyes.The man's hands dropped to his side. Kishi looked at him worriedly. Suddenly, there was a massive amount of fear emitting from the man.

"O-Oi! Calm dow- Ow!" Kishi reached for him, but was burned by the fear her partner was releasing.

"Seimei…" He started, his fingers digging into the ground, making deep scratch marks. He grabbed Nenekirimaru from Rikuo's hands. "You…you BASTARD!" He yelled while charging at Seimei. Seimei smirked and put up one of his strongest shield, but to his surprise, the man cut through it, tearing the front of his clothes.

"Get back! If you don't—" The woman yelled from behind him.

"Hmph. Too late!" Seimei shouted and sent a huge blast of energy towards the man. This time, he wasn't able to cut through it, and got blasted backwards, slamming into the wall. When the dust cleared, he was lying underneath a pile of rubble, unmoving. Seimei turned towards Rikuo's Hyakki Yako. "You're next." He declared. The hooded woman muttered something like, "Not good. Not good." She jumped to the front lines, and pushed the ayakashi on her side backwards. "Get back!" She yelled. They didn't listen. In fact, they did the opposite of what she told them to do.

"How can we stand down?!" an ayakashi yelled.

"Yeah! He killed our Supreme Commander!" another yelled. The protests of the other youkai drowned out her voice. Seeing that they couldn't hear her, she took a deep breath. "SHUT UP!" She yelled over their voices. Everyone turned and looked at her. "Listen! If we don't get out of here soon, he's gonna go berserk!" Kishi yelled while pointing at the man, only to find out that he wasn't there. "Oh no." Kishi moaned while smacking her forehead.

"What?" They all asked.

"Seimei-sama! Behind you!" One of the demons from hell yelled. There was a shadow behind Seimei, and before Seimei could turn around, a sword cut into his shoulder. When the pain subsided and his eyesight cleared, Seimei saw the man, holding a sword, its tip covered in blood. "So you're not dead, huh?"

The man looked at him. The next thing all of them knew, Seimei had another huge gash in his body. His was-white onmyoji outfit was stained with red.

"…!" was the reaction from all of the youkai.

"Ye-YEAH!" The youkai on Rikuo's side cheered simultaneously.

"Good going!"

"You sure showed him!" The man looked at them. Slowly, a smile formed on his face, but it wasn't the warm, happy kind. It was maniacal. Kishi gasped in horror. "GET BACK!" She yelled.

"What—" The youkai were cut off when the man suddenly attacked members of the Nura Gumi. He swung his sword towards another group. There was a huge CLANG! The youkai looked up to see Kishi standing in front of them, daggers raised, blocking the sword. "Wake up!" She yelled at the man. "You're attacking your own teammates!" The man staggered backwards, pressing his hand to his head.

"What's wrong with him?!" The youkai cried.

"First things first, we have to get him to stop!" Kishi yelled.

"How?! Knock him out?!"

"I wish that would work, but he's already unconscious!"

"WHAT?!" One of Kishi's daggers morphed into two needles. "Sorry about this, but…" She aimed for him. The man took a step towards them. Suddenly, two white things pieced through his neck. The man fell. Kishi immediately ran up to him and put her fingers on his neck. "There's…no pulse…" She whispered.

"Well, at least he stopped," a feminine voice came from above them. The woman jumped down. She had black waist-length hair that was tied into a high ponytail, and she wore a teal kimono dress that ended at the thighs. Her obi was black, with golden dragons dancing in the background. She looked at Seimei. Her black eyes seemed to pierce through everything she saw. Seimei however, seemed unaffected.

"Onee-chan!" Kishi yelled.

"Hm?"

"I know he was going berserk, but you didn't have to KILL him!"

"Hey, he stopped." The woman shrugged the comment off. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Seimei." She said while turning towards the said person.

"Sensei…" Seimei said, surprising everyone. "So you're alive." He looked at the man lying on the ground. "The one you just killed, he was your student, no?"

"So what? I don't fight because of justice. I kill whoever and whenever I want to. And besides, he'll thank me for sending him to hell later. In the meantime," A katana (still sheathed) appeared in her hand. "I'll be your opponent.


The wounded youkai were crowding around Kishi, who was barely looking at them, yet still healing them at the same time. "Why did your boyfriend go berserk?" One of them asked.

"Boyfriend? What are you talking about?"

"Uh…the person who just got killed."

"Oh, him? Weelll, he's a hanyou." Kishi stated. There was a blank pause. "And…?" The youkai inquired.

"You mean you don't know? When hanyous or any person with youkai blood in them are on the verge of dying, their youkai blood takes over, in an attempt to save themselves, However, the blood of a youkai is too strong for a hanyou to handle. They lose their human hearts, and attack whatever they see. At first, they can restrain themselves. But after too many transformations, they lose their hearts permanently, and they become killing machines. They don't think or have any emotions. They simply kill everything in their path until their bodies can't stand it anymore." Kishi said.

"Then why did he charge at Seimei after Rikuo died? I mean, he wasn't in grave danger." Kishi sighed.

"That man…his own son died very similar to the way Rikuo died. His son sacrificed himself for him, and I suppose that must've triggered that horrible memory. He must've treated Rikuo as his own son."

"So…are you a hanyou, too?"

"No." She replied. "I'm 100% human." Those who heard her dropped their jaws in shock. Kishi apparently didn't notice this, and produced a roll of medical tools from her sleeve. She grabbed one of the tools and began carefully removing the needles from her comrade's neck.

"What are you doing?"

"Healing his body. So that when he comes back, he won't feel so uncomfortable."

"Um…excuse me?" Kishi waved the question off. "You'll see. I should bring him back now, but I don't want to break his bonding time with Rikuo."


The first thought the man had was, Where am I? He wasn't in hell. He was sure of that.

The man scanned his surroundings. It was dark, but there was a faint light coming from somewhere. Just bright enough for him to see his own body. The place felt strange, yet also familiar. Like the place where "they" would meet.

He stepped forward. He didn't know where he was going, but at least he was going somewhere. As he walked further, his surroundings became brighter. Finally, he spotted a figure in front of him. The person had short brown hair and was wearing a black yukata. Draping over his shoulders was a red haori. "Rikuo?"

Rikuo turned around. When he saw him, his face burst into a smile. "Oh! You're here! We were expecting you." He saw the puzzled look on the man's face. "Some mysterious person told me to expect you. Well, let's go somewhere more…befitting for us to talk." Rikuo turned on his heels and started walking. The man followed.

After a while, they arrived at a small island. There was a single sakura tree in full bloom, casting a pinkish glow around them. Sitting on one of the branches, was Rikuo, in his night form. He looked down at them. "I see he's here." Night Rikuo said. Day Rikuo smiled. "Shouldn't you have known already? We are one and the same."

"Hmph."

"So where is this…?" The man asked. Night Rikuo jumped down.

"You could say this is the place between the two worlds. Human and ayakashi."

"I see. So I'm assuming this is the place where your human and youkai side contact each other." Day Rikuo nodded.

"Yeah. But how did you know that?"

"I'm also a partial youkai, so I also have a realm like this." Both of them nodded in understanding.

"Oh, to avoid confusion, you can call this guy," Day Rikuo said while pointing at Night Rikuo. "Yoru. After all, he can only come out during the night."

"Okay, so… it's Yoru, and…Hiru." They nodded. "Did you…really mean what you said to me?" The man directed the question towards both of them.

"About what?" They asked simultaneously.

"About reminding you of your dad." Hiru's eyes saddened.

"Yeah… Honestly, his face gets dimmer every day. But then again, I'll get to see him soon, so…" He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "So are you going to be coming with us to hell?" Yoru asked. The man shook his head.

"I don't think I'm going to hell just yet. This is just a temporary death, anyway." He raised a finger, gesturing for them to wait. "Yes, it's possible. There are multiple points on the body that can temporarily stop your heart. I should be going back soon." Both of them had their eyes wide open in shock. Yoru was the first to get over his shock.

"I see. I think I know why she sent you here." Yoru said. Hiru nodded.

"What?"

"Since you're going back, help us deliver a message to our hyakki, would you?"

"Um…sure. What's the message?"

"A hyakki's strength is that of its leader's," Hiru said.

"So listen up, you lot! Don't give up just because I'm in hell!" Yoru continued. They looked at each other.

"This, is our final order for all of you. Do not lose!" They said together. The man stared at them. Both had the same confident smile on their faces. He smiled. "All right. I'll deliver that message." The man looked down at his hands, which were starting to get transparent. "I suppose I should be going. But," He looked at the two of them. "There's something I have to tell you first."

"What?" Yoru asked.

"Just that…I'm sorry."

"Why would you be sorry?" The man shrugged.

"For not being able to save you. Making you die. And most importantly," He grabbed his hood and pulled it backwards, revealing his face for the first time. "Not telling you who I was from the beginning."

Yoru and Hiru were staring at the man, as if he just dropped out of the sky. A smile started forming on both of their faces. "So you're alive." Yoru said. The man looked at him, surprised.

"You're not surprised?"

"Of course we are! But now's not the time for it." Hiru replied.

"That doesn't mean you're not getting the scolding of a lifetime when we see each other again." Yoru smirked. The man smirked back in response. "We're gonna find a way to bust out of hell."

"Huh?"

"Seimei opened the gates of hell, so they should still be open. Otherwise the demons he brought back would have been pulled into hell by now." Hiru said. Yoru nodded.

"But until we find a way," They said as one. "Lead them for us." The man blinked a few times, confused.

"So, you're entrusting me with you're hyakki yako?" They both nodded.

"Just until we get there." The man smiled.

"All right. I will." The man's eyesight started to get blurry. "I have to leave. If I stay any longer, I'll be dead. As in, permanently." He closed his eyes and allowed his soul to be pulled back into his body.

"Don't forget to deliver the message!" He heard Hiru yell. A smile formed on his face. When his soul settled comfortably in his own body, he opened his eyes.


"You finally came back! I was just going to go get you." The man heard Kishi yell. He sat up and immediately wished he didn't. His shoulder burned and yellow spots started dancing in his vision. Thankfully, he still had his hood on, so the youkai surrounding him couldn't see his expression. Kishi gave him a cup, filled with a greenish- yellowish liquid. "This is…?"

"An antidote. It won't completely heal the poison, but it should be enough to get you through this battle." He nodded and drank it. Like most medicine, it tasted horribly bitter, but he didn't have time to think about it. "Sensei!" He shouted.

"Hm?" The woman turned around. "Oh, you're back. I was getting bored. They just don't make youkai like they used to back in the old days." She had put up a barrier of some sort, which stopped both sides from advancing. "Don't worry. It's sound proof." She said, as if knowing what he was going to say next. The man nodded as he stood up. "I have a message from Rikuo!" He yelled.

At the mention of Rikuo, every youkai turned their heads towards him. "He wanted me to tell you this: 'A hyakki's strength is that of its leader. So listen up, you lot! Don't give up just because I'm in hell! This, is my final order to all of you. Do not lose!'" The man repeated Rikuo's message. At first, there was no reaction. Slowly, the youkai started yelling out fierce battle cries.

"We gotcha, Third!"

"Yeah! We won't lose to that bastard Seimei!"

Various yells came from the youkai Rikuo commanded. Seeing that they were ready for battle, the woman released the barrier.


Everything was chaotic from there. Both sides had charged towards each other the second the barrier was released. The woman that Seimei had called "Sensei" was fighting with Seimei. It was more of a one-sided battle though. The woman just kept dodging Seimei's attacks, and seemed to have no intention of attacking him at all.

"Jeez, after all the trouble I went through to teach you and this is the best you can do? Frankly, Rihan was a better hanyou than you. And that's saying a lot."

"Rihan? So you trained the Nura Gumi's Nidaime. Unfortunately, he broke your second rule, 'Never let your guard down' when he died."

"What are you talking about? He wasn't my student back then." Seimei widened his eyes.

"Sensei! Please move. Seimei…is my opponent!" The hooded man yelled from behind. He ran towards them, swords raised. The woman disappeared, and re-appeared on the roof.

"Fine." She said. "It would be much better to watch two pathetic armies fighting pathetically, than fighting a pathetic army with the help of a pathetic army." The man glared at her. She shrugged. "It's true." The man hmphed and turned towards Seimei. Hagaromo Kitsune appeared next to him.

"Did you really talk to Rikuo?" She asked the man. He nodded.

"Rikuo said he was going to bust out of hell. And he told me to lead his hyakki until he got here." Hagaromo Kitsune smiled.

"I see… Then I suppose Rikuo trusts you a lot. Seeing as how he gave you the weight of his hyakki yako. Don't disappoint him." They charged.


Hagaromo Kitsune charged at Seimei from his left, while the man charged at him from the right. The man slashed at Seimei, cutting through his barrier. Damn. I can't fight two of them at the same time. Seimei thought. I have to get rid of one first. He looked at Hagaromo Kitsune. I'll deal with Mother first. He thought. When he saw an opening, he let out all the hatred and anger towards the Nura Gumi he had, and let out a huge blast of energy.

I can't dodge this! Hagaromo Kitsune thought. Just when it was about to hit her, the stranger tackled her. They barely made it. The man's cloak was ripped to shreds, letting Hagaromo Kitsune see his face for the first time. "You are-!"

The man landed on the ground gracefully, carrying Hagaromo Kitsune in his arms, who was still staring at him.

"Ri-Rihan-sama…?!"


Done! What do you think? Rihan's back! Yay! A couple notes:

1)Yoru- means "night"

2)Hiru- means "day"

Plz R&R!

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