Aw thank you so much for the reviews. :D.
Sorry it's been so long since I updated. I had to go to the ER and then I was terribly sick and then more doctors and finally got some meds so I can at least concentrate enough to write. :D. If this chapter is odd, I apologize. I'm on like five different meds.
Otherwise. Enjoy. And I hope not to screw up the kitsune for you.
There will be lotsa drama in this chapter. O.O
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Chapter 93: Lessons 5:
"Yeah it's me," the man claiming to be Bobby said, "I went to that bar and when I got to the truck, I already looked like this."
Castiel and Dean walked out a moment later and in an instant, Castiel had the man shoved against the wall, inspecting him. After a moment, he pulled away, "He is Bobby."
"Told ya," Bobby said, fixing his hat and jacket.
"Well, your case isn't that bad," Dean said, smiling at how thrilled Bobby looked to be young. He looked so different yet the same all at once. He had his hat and just light scruff on his formed jaw and those eyes that could either brighten someone's day or scare the crap out of them.
"I know," Bobby said, "I went back to the bar to talk to that waitress and I drank a bit…then I don't know. I'm this now."
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Gabriel immediately fled into the bar where he could sense the presence of two kitsune. He immediately recognized one of them. He waited outside of it, walking around back where he knew one of them would be waiting for him.
He stopped when his eyes landed on the form standing in the parking lot, leaning against an Aston Martin…fairly nice one. He took a deep breath,"Ryuude-" he was cut off by the kitsune holding up a hand.
"Ryan," he said quickly, "They call me Ryan."
Gabriel nodded, "Ryan," he said, examining the form the kitsune was taking of a medium height, young man with dark hair, blue eyes and light scruff. Gabriel could see past the form easily though, noticing subtle features he knew the kitsune best for. His ears were pointed like a fox as well as his features below the mask, sharp and pointed. Ryan took a step forward and Gabriel examined him for tails.
"Gabriel," Ryan said, smiling widely, his features appearing more fox-like. A normal person wouldn't be able to see it but angels definitely could.
"It's been a while, Ry," Gabriel said, "I can't believe you have seven tails now. Imagine what we could have done back then if you had those."
Ryan smirked, "I've missed you," he said, "Where have you been? I…I heard your brother killed you."
Gabriel nodded "He did…but I'm back now. I've been back."
Ryan nodded, his reddish and white tails swaying behind him as he lit up a cigarette. Gabriel knew it was just for show. Ryan always had a thing for looking more laid back than usual.
Gabriel thought about what he was going to say.
"I know you didn't come here for a little chat, Gabriel…what do you want?" Ryan asked, walking over until they were close.
"The two guys you are messing with…you need to stop," Gabriel said slowly, knowing it had to work.
Ryan sighed, "I am only messing with one person right now," he said, shrugging, "It was tempting."
Gabriel knit his eyebrows, "Just one? Who?" he asked.
"The tall one…I'm feeling more malevolent than usual," Ryan explained, "There is something about him that makes me feel evil."
"You can't touch him," Gabriel growled, "I have claim on him."
Ryan lifted his eyebrows, "Do you now?" he asked, frowning a little, "I thought I sensed you but…he is just a human. I didn't think you cared."
"Well, I do," Gabriel said flatly, "You need to let him go."
"Gabriel…you don't need to raise your voice. We have been friends for ages," Ryan said, lifting his tails a little as he thought about fleeing. He knew Gabriel could kill him with a snap of fingers.
"I was the only one who knew of who you really were," Ryan explained, "I was always there…You saved my life…I will do anything for you."
Gabriel smiled and nodded, knowing it was true. Once a kitsune became loyal to someone, they would do anything for that person…to protect whatever being they cared for.
"Consider it done," Ryan said, rubbing his tails together, creating a little ball of fire. Gabriel watched as Ryan tossed it up in the air before twirling it through the darkness.
"You and that stupid fireball," Gabriel laughed, "Thank you for releasing Sam…do you know anything about what is happening with his brother?"
Ryan frowned, "My curse on…Sam," he said, referring to the name as he held the fireball up in the air, "It won't wear off until tomorrow morning."
"That's fine," Gabriel said wondering what else. Ry always had a way of being cruel if he felt like it. Making someone short and careless would just be a first step. He knew the kitsune was preparing to set Sam down a path of self-destruction, "What else."
"I would keep him away from…his brother…in female form," Ryan said, staring down and dropping the fireball so it vanished into the dirt.
"Why?" Gabriel asked, suddenly feeling a sick sense of worry. He stepped closer and Ryan jumped back a little, hissing.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Gabriel said, hopefully trying to calm him.
"He won't be able to control himself around the female tonight…" Ryan said and Gabriel spread his wings to take flight. He instantly felt bad when he watched Ryan morph into a full fox before fleeing in terror. Kitsune could be so skittish sometimes. Gabriel shook his head before flying back to the motel room.
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The room became silent as Gabriel entered, ignoring the calls demanding him back to his post. He was about to speak but his eyes set on the new person, "Is that Bobby?" he asked.
They all nodded and Gabriel shifted his gaze to Sam, who was staring at Dean with a misty fog in his eyes. Yeah, this was definitely Ryan's work. He once did something similar to two brothers who were assaulting women back in 1548. It ruined the two brothers until they ended up killing one another. That was with Ryan working on them for years, though. Gabriel didn't care because those guys deserved it. He knew it would severely screw with Sam and Dean though and they didn't do anything to deserve it.
"We need to get you out of here," Gabriel said, walking over and grabbing onto Sam's arm.
Sam tried to yank back as he was pulled to his feet, "What the hell…let go," he growled.
"Hey what do you think you're doing?" Dean asked, stepping forward angrily.
"This is for your own good…trust me," Gabriel snapped.
"Tell me what's going on," Dean demanded.
"I found the kitsune and cleared Sam from it," Gabriel said, "Though it won't clear fully until tomorrow."
"That's a good thing, right?" Sam asked, being pushed towards the door.
"Not if I leave you here tonight. Bobby, you should stay in another room with Sam. Cas…well, you're obviously staying with Dean," Gabriel explained in a rushed voice.
Bobby nodded, grabbing some things and stuffing them into a bag while Gabriel vanished with Sam.
A moment later, Gabriel appeared back in the room. He touched a hand to Bobby's shoulder, causing the hunter to vanish. He then turned to Dean and Castiel, "Sorry Dean but I don't know your kitsune yet."
"Wait…my kitsune?" Dean asked, now furious.
"The one who picked Sam was a…colleague of mine," Gabriel said slowly, "He owed me a favor so he let go of Sam."
"Okay…what about me?" Dean asked, feeling frustrated at the lack of answers.
"Like I said…I don't know yours," Gabriel said, "I didn't have time to figure it out and I have to go right now."
"Wait," Castiel called out and Gabriel figured he should let him know what was going on. He pulled Castiel across the room and began to whisper to him so Dean couldn't hear.
"The kitsune said Sam won't be able to control himself around the 'female' tonight…you should know what that means…" Gabriel explained, "He already set it up so he couldn't fix it."
Castiel let out a low growl but became silent and nodded as Dean walked over. Gabriel gave them a nod before returning to his post.
"What was that about?" Dean asked, demanding answers.
Castiel shook his head, "Nothing," he said, "You should get some sleep."
"No…tell me," Dean snapped, "What is with the secretive stuff."
"Why are you acting like this?" Castiel asked, unable to help himself. He wasn't used to seeing Dean so emotional.
"I'm not acting weird," Dean said, "Stop trying to change the subject."
"You don't need to know," Castiel said with a sigh, "You will be safe with me here."
"Wait," Dean said, stepping back, "You said I'll be safe? Who is dangerous right now? Sammy?"
Castiel ground his teeth for a moment, trying to keep calm. He didn't know how to handle Dean like this. He was being so aggravating and Castiel was afraid to do anything with fear of breaking him.
"Cas…tell me," Dean said, "Or I'll sneak out and figure it out myself."
"Dean…you don't want to know," Castiel groaned, knowing he was going to have to say it.
"Tell me," Dean demanded, crossing his arms.
"Sam is going to hurt you tonight if he sees you…he won't have any control," Castiel explained.
"Hurt me? Like beat me up?" Dean asked, "Well…it's happened before…we fight all the time."
Castiel shook his head, "I won't let him touch you," he said.
"Fine," Dean sighed, sitting on the bed. He knew there had to be more but the more he thought about it, the more he didn't want to know.
"Did you eat anything today?" Castiel asked, staring at the hunter in female form.
Dean turned to him, trying to remember. He got breakfast but had given it to Sam…he shook his head, "No…actually, I didn't eat anything. I'm starving."
Castiel debated for a moment, "What do you want?" he asked.
"Something sweet…Ooh, donuts," Dean said, his stomach rumbling at the thought.
"One moment," he said.
Dean opened his mouth to speak but Castiel vanished. He took that exact moment to grab his phone and call Sam. Before he could move a foot, though, Castiel reappeared with a box, his hair a wind-blown mess and eyes worried as he watched Dean.
"You were gone for like two seconds," Dean said, eyeing the food.
Castiel smiled, "That's all it takes," he said as he placed the box on the bed, "I wasn't sure which one so I grabbed one of each."
Dean smirked, "heck yes," he said, sitting down beside the donuts. He opened the box and immediately lifted a chocolate one with chocolate frosting and sprinkles. He took a huge bite and moaned as his mouth watered with it.
Castiel smiled as he sat on the other bed, watching Dean as a female. He was still eating sloppily with huge mouthfuls like he did as a guy. There were other traits he noticed was all Dean. The way he was sitting, back hunched and head leaning down just a bit as he ate. The way he moved his feet a little with each bite.
Dean turned to Castiel and swallowed the mouthful of food, "Why are you staring at me?"
Castiel just smiled and averted his gaze, wondering if it made him uncomfortable.
"They are my boobs, huh?" Dean asked, pushing out his chest.
Castiel smiled and turned back to him and Dean swore he was going to melt again. The more he stared into those eyes. He just wanted to touch and snuggle with Castiel and it was driving him insane. He finished off the donut before standing up and walking over to the angel.
Castiel felt his stomach turn a little as Dean walked over to him with a need in his eyes. He couldn't help but close his eyes and let out a soft breath when he felt Dean crawl onto his lap. Dean felt a rush through his body when Castiel's firm body pressed against him and those muscular arms wrapped him into a tight embrace. He felt small in the angel's arms yet he found it such a turn on.
Dean felt a gooey warmth through his stomach as leaned down, capturing the angel's lips with his. He let out a soft moan when those warm, silky wings curled around his body, sending waves of euphoric tingles through his veins. He pressed his mouth harder against Castiel's, pushing his tongue between the angel's lips to gain access. He was thrilled to feel the lips part and he immediately took full advantage, tasting the beautiful essence that was all his angel.
Castiel closed his eyes and let out a heavy breath into Dean's mouth, relishing in the taste. He sucked in another breath when he felt the slender fingers curl into the feathers closest to his back and tug before rubbing them. His arch backed, pushing harder against Dean.
Dean felt the tingling sensations through his entire body as Castiel pushed against him and he wrapped his legs tighter around the angel, pushing his hips down as he trailed his kisses along the light scruff before planting rough yet soft ones upon his neck.
Castiel shuddered, wings and all as the hands moved from his wings, into his jacket and up his shirt. He caught his breath and slowly grabbed Dean's arms to pull them down.
Dean pulled his head back to stare at Castiel, "What's wrong?" he asked, noticing how the angel's pupils were so blown out the blue was hardly noticeable.
"We shouldn't do this," Castiel said, gently lifting Dean and placing his female body down beside him.
Dean felt a twist in his stomach of a mixture of embarrassment and…hurt? He turned back to Castiel, who was standing up and fixing his tie which happened to become messy in the process.
"What? Why?" Dean asked, feeling a sort of irritation. He wanted Castiel so bad it was almost painful.
"You are not you right now," Castiel said, staring at the female Dean, who he was starting to become wary of.
Dean had no idea where this next outburst came from and he cursed female hormones. He stood up and narrowed his eyes, "What? Seriously Cas? Do you not like me in this body? Am I not hot enough for you?"
Castiel felt a twist of guilt as he felt Dean's emotions start rolling. It was definitely part of him being a woman. He took a deep breath, "No…as much as I'd like to do stuff with you," he stared the body up and down, "This is not how you would normally act. I don't want to risk-"
"No!" Dean growled, "I can't believe you're going to refuse me. Just because I look like a girl? What? Are you just fully into men?"
"Dean, I am not into either just men or women," Castiel started, feeling a sense of panic, "I-It's just…I love you for you; your soul. At the moment, your soul is all twisting with the emotions of being in female form. You wouldn't want this."
"I would want you no matter what body you or I are in," Dean snapped, feeling furious and so damn hurt.
"Dean…you need to listen. I'm stopping because I know you'd regret this after," Castiel tried.
"No!" Dean snapped, "Just shut up and leave me alone," he turned his back, hating how he felt so…emotional. It was crappy and he hated being a girl.
"Dean," Castiel said, hating how his stomach was churning at the annoyance he felt from the hunter.
"No," Dean said, holding up a hand, "Just get out of here."
"I need to make sure you-" Castiel started, feeling scared and hopeless.
"Out! Now!" Dean growled, spinning around to shove Castiel, who looked like a terrified puppy.
Castiel flinched, "I'm sorry. I just don't want to take advantage of you," he said.
"I don't want to see you right now," Dean said flatly, pushing at the angel again. He knew it was pointless to try. Cas wouldn't move unless he wanted to.
Castiel hesitated but from the pure annoyance in Dean's eyes made him realize it would be better if he just waited outside the door. He took a deep breath, "Okay," he said, "I'm sorry, Dean."
"No," Dean said, "Just go."
Castiel felt his grace clench as he spread his wings and took off, landing just a few feet away from the motel. He stared around and noticed the Impala so he swiftly moved over to it and took post beside it. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, wondering how he was going to handle any more of this. He wasn't even sure he made the right decision by walking out on Dean. He felt so torn…he had no idea how to handle his lover in this situation.
With a weary sigh, he let himself sit on the pavement beside the Impala, curling up in his wings. He'd figure it out.
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So I decided I needed to Destiel drama. In my other story, there will be a lot harsher angst between those two. I have no idea why but my muse wants them to fight a little. But don't worry, none of it is permanent. :D
Please review and let me know how I did on the kitsune. I changed a few things but kept the basics from what I've read.
