Well, I'm glad people liked my idea to place Shippō as Skull

This is the start of the Kokuyo arc.

Disclaimer: what da you think?


Azami sat in her office, the reports from various kitsune under her command laid out in front of her, each said the same thing, whenever they were in a changing rooms they got the feeling they were being watched.

"I had hoped they were wrong" She told the three brothers sat in front of her, she sighed "I want five kitsune in here within the next five minutes." She ordered.

She watched them go before turning her head slightly to look at a picture, the only one, on her desk, it showed her, Saisho, Ni-ban, San-ban, Furostomi, Itazura, Tsuki ,Taiyō, Chiya and Shippō.

She smiled fondly at the sight of her old friend.

She smoothed her expression into a stoic one as a knock was heard "Come in." She watched with impassive eyes as five of her strongest kitsune stepped in and walked over to stand in front of her.

"Midori" she looked at one of them with the brightest green eyes "You are in charge of this operation, your mission is to find whoever is watching you and bring them in."

"Yes, Azami-sama." The female kitsune nodded.

"You're free to go." Azami said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

She watched them exit before turning to look at the map that hung on the wall to the left of her.

"Something is gonna happen and things are going to change." She muttered aloud to the silent room.


When she heard that students from Namimori middle school had been attacked by students from another school, she was didn't care, it had nothing to with her so why should she care if pathetic humans were put in the hospital.

That changed when she got a phone call.

"Azami, what is it?"

"Saisho, Ni-ban and San-ban are in the hospital, Azami-sama." For once, the voice of her head female spy wasn't happy but edging more on both serious and pissed off.

Tsuki didn't need to be a mind reader to know that her boss was pissed, just the fact her voice dropped to below freezing was enough for her.

"What."

"The Weasel Brothers were reportedly attacked when they were out, from San-ban told me, they were attacked by a blonde male who drooled a lot, he also seemed to change..."

"Meaning?"

"He seemed to take on animal characteristics without being a demon."

Azami's eyes narrowed "Human experimentation, most likely."

"Yep, what are your orders?"

"Find whoever attacked MY people and give me their location, I'll be at the hospital."

"Yes, Azami-sama."


Azami sighed, looking at her best friends, she wasn't apathetic enough to think they meant nothing to her, they did, same with Shippō/Skull, same with everyone in her organisation, the ones in her inner circle more so, but if they died she wouldn't mourn them, that was how she was.

Her phone rang, the sound disrupting the thoughtful silence.

"Azami, find anything?"

"We found another boy fighting with your brothers storm guardian, he smelled like the boy who attacked the Weasel Brothers, we followed him to the old Kokuyo land park. Azami-sama, the boy who attacked three of ours is in league with another boy called Rokudo Mukuro, those three are the only ones to ever escape from the mafia prison Vendicare."

Azami narrowed her eyes before smiling, it wasn't a nice smile, it promised pain and vengeance and bloodshed "Thank you, Tsuki."

"You're heading after them, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Be careful, Azami-sama."

She hummed noncommittally before hanging up, she looked at her unconscious subordinates.

"Revenge will be mine." She muttered before stalking out of the room as silently as a panther.


It wasn't hard for her to find where they were hiding.

She watched from her perch on a tree branch as the blonde who hurt HER people walked underneath.

'How foolish' she mused, jumping down silently.

However strong he might be, he was no match for the stealth of a panther yōkai with a thirst for vengeance.

She watched as he fought with the baseball idiot, she was not happy about him stealing her chance for revenge but she consoled herself with the thought that in a way, he still got what was coming to him.

She intended to head back to the hospital but something told her to follow them.


She watched as Tsuna's storm and said storm's sister were stabbed by the pineapple haired, trident wielding boy that was Rokudo Mukuro, she also watched as Gokudera was forced to fight his beloved 'Juudaime'.

"How pathetic." She commented.

After that she jumped into the fighting, it was quite dull to be honest with you, at least until he stabbed her with his trident and tried to possess her, that's when the fun really began.


For as long as Rokudo Mukuro could remember, he had been able to see yōkai.

Perhaps it was arrogant to believe that because he could possess humans and normal yōkai, he could also posses daiyōkai.

He didn't know and didn't care, well, not until he tried to possess the dark haired older sister of the heir to biggest familigia in the mafia.

Everything was on fire.

Flames danced around him, close enough for him to feel the heat but not close enough for them to touch him.

Movement was heard from behind him and when he turned, he came face to face with a unamused demonic woman.

"How foolish." The woman said, her voice loud and snarling despite her calm appearance looking at him with unimpressed golden pupils and vibrant green sclera.

"To think you were arrogant enough to believe you could possess a daiyōkai, you are a suicidal man Rokudo Mukuro."

She disappeared from where she stood and appeared directly in front of him, her clawed hands wrapped around his throat tight enough for the claws to break the surface.

"Get out. You have no place here." She told him before throwing him into the flames.


Azami snapped her eyes open, her eyes were most likely green and gold considering that she was pissed off enough for that to happen.

She watched the fight between her brother and the foolish boy who dared to try and possess her.

She wasn't surprised when Tsuna beat the convict, she was too old to be surprised by an underdog defeating a stronger opponent.

Unceremoniously a gun was shoved in her face.

"What are you?" The dangerously calm voice of The Worlds Greatest Hit man asked though she was pretty sure he meant it as an order.

'Too bad for you that I never follow orders unless they benefit me.'

She didn't voice that thought, instead she threw her head and started laughing, a mocking harsh bitter sound.

"Why, Mister Hit man, wouldn't you like to know?" She smirked at him and promptly disappeared.

Leaving behind an angry hit man whose only answer was what he had picked up.

Tsunami Sawada wasn't human.

(Personally she was surprised it took him that long to figure it out. She didn't really try to hide it.)


This might be rewritten, if only because I'm unsatisfied with how I wrote Mukuro.

Eh, the next few chapters will probably be the Varia.

With that will come the revelation that Tsunami (Azami to you and me) has an army and a hatred of Iemitsu.

See ya.