Chapter 12

The storyteller closed her eyes, and stroked the head of the large white tighter next to her. It had blazing blue eyes. Her skin was am extremely dark tan, her hair silvery white, and the three pink claw marks under her eyes marked her, a warrior of the people. On her head were topped two brown ears, cat-like ears. Her eyes were topaz. "And that is the story of Nyx," she said. The tiger growled in sorrow. All the kids looked up at the story teller with large round eyes.

"That is it?" one spoke out, the Storyteller nodded.

"What happened to Nyx?" another one spoke out. The storyteller sighed, and small tears fell down her face.

"She was killed, just like Serkan said she would," the storyteller began to cry some more and all the kids watched. "Youko watched his family burn, and vowed to help rescue her, but found her, a stab through her chest, laying in a pool of blood in her human form. Her brown hair was dark red with her blood. She had just been killed." The kids began to cry. They had personally liked Nyx. "Soon after Saiku found out, he found his sister's body in a fountain in the middle of the city, a white rose clasped in her hands, and the ring that he had heard so much about was missing."

"Youko!" a young girl cried. The storyteller smiled and nodded.

"That is how the legendary Youko Kurama became a thief. He had stolen that pearl from Serkan's rooms; he stole the silver from her room, and made the ring himself. Nyx never knew that. He had stolen her from the dungeon, and he had stolen her heart." Some of the kids broke down in tears, other, said if they ever meet Youko, they will kill him, and a pair of emerald green eyes smiled in the back, remembering, thinking, wishing.

"Alright, come on children, say thank you and go to bed," said one of the leaders there. The kids said their thanks and left the room. The man in the back, whose hair was long and red like a rose, and his eyes emerald green like its leaves stepped forward towards the storyteller.

"Hello, sir," said the storyteller.

"Hello," he said back, and he sat down in front of her, "I want to talk to you about Nyx," he said. The storyteller smiled with tears still falling down her face. "She seemed like a nice girl…" The storyteller nodded, and the tiger growled softly in affection.

"Yes," she whispered. The man with the green eyes watched her reaction carefully.

"I miss her," he said, taking a jump. He saw the storyteller look at him, with a confused look, and he pulled out the ring that the storyteller had described, and her eyes grew wide. It was the stolen silver, it was the stolen pearl, and it was Nyx's ring described. "More than anyone could think I could."

"Youko?" the storyteller asked, and the redhead nodded.

"I go by the name Kurama here," he said, now standing up, but, the storyteller motioned for him to sit down. "How did you know so much about Nyx?" he asked. The tiger looked up at his master, who had her gaze level with Kurama.

"My name is Naira. I was her sister," she answered. "And I remember how she met you, Youko," she said, thinking and stroking her tiger, whom Kurama remembered was named Anaru, "and what you did to change her. She really did love you, you know," she whispered.

"Did anyone ever find Serkan?" Kurama asked, his voice stern, but, still very upset showing in his emerald gaze. She shook her head, and Anaru began to growl

"He ran away after he killed her. We have been looking for him for 1000 years. He is still alive, I can feel it, but, I haven't been able to find him at all," she said. Kurama nodded his thanks and stood up. "Where are you going?" she asked. He stopped and turned around to face his lover's sister. She could have sworn she had seen golden orbs instead of green.

"I made a promise, all those years ago, to never forget her, to never leave her side," Kurama said, "I failed one of those promises, letting Serkan take her away and kill her. I intend to keep the other," he whispered the last part, and Naira could smell the tears falling down his face. He left, and she never said a word.

"And what you did, Youko," Naira whispered, "was a Moonlight Embrace."

…………………………………Moonlight Embrace……………………………………….