Hope of Love

Fandom: Natsume Yuujinchou/Nurarihyon no Mago—Cross Over

Rating: Pg-15 (maybe up in later chapters)

Genre: Adventure/Romance

Pairing: Yoru/Natsume/Rikuo, Yoru/Rikuo

Summary: One night, Natsume found an injured Youkai who turned out to be the Young Master and the Sandaime of the Nura Clan… what might happen afterwards? Chaos? Friendship? Or is it… love?


Disclaimer: Natsume Yuujinchou belongs to Midorikawa Yuki, Nuramago belongs to Shiibashi Hiroshi. Luna only borrows the characters to play with ^_^.

Warning: AU (cross-over is an AU, so it's not the same as CANON), hints of shounen ai—yaoi (the pairing is Yoru/Natsume/Rikuo and Yoru/Rikuo), slight oOC-ness (I hope not too much), slight violence and blood, also language (courtesy of Yoru, mind you), oh and since it's un-beta-ed, you'll find some grammar and spelling errors. Whoever wants to beta this fic, contact me as soon as possible!

A/N: Since my other Nuramago cross-over is almost finished, I decide to make this one. The plot has been stuck in my mind since I daydreamed if Nuramago and Natsume Yuujinchou were merged *lol* I hope you can enjoy this story as much as I enjoy making it! XD


Chapter 1: Fated Meeting


"Waka! Please run! Leave this to us!"

A woman with long black-bluish hair, one of his subordinates, shouted as she and the others created a barrier with their own power and body to let him get away from that burning house.

"No way! How can I leave you guys here fighting while I'm running away!" he shouted back, objecting the idea.

"SANDAIME!" Another one, a guy with long black hair wearing a bamboo hat, shouted more loudly, surprising him. "Please… for the sake of our hope…! Only you can't die here! Hurry! Leave! We're going to be okay!"

He stared at his subordinates reassuring eyes worriedly, feeling like crying. "Damn it…! Damn it…! You can't die! All of you… don't you dare die on me!" he screamed then tears falling down his cheeks as he stepped back from the war in front of him.

"Wanyuudo! Bring Waka as far away as possible from here!" Another one with blond-black hair shouted at the ghost carriage as the young master was brought there by a big muscular man with wild white hair.

"Live… Waka, and come back for us one day," his subordinate smiled at him and then the young master was brought by the carriage, flying, getting away from the devastation and smashed mansion which was still burning, scorching, coloring the higher sky with red-orange flaming color.

"Please… please… don't die…!" the young master prayed holding his stomach protectively while the tears were still streaming down his face… "Don't die…!"


~Natsume x Nuramago~


Natsume had just finished his dinner with Touko-san and Shigeru-san, and was walking up the stairs to his room when he felt uneasy so suddenly. He stopped his step that earned a questioning look from his cat.

"What's wrong, Natsume?" Nyanko looked up from his spot to Natsume, who held his chest and turned slightly pale.

"No… just now, I felt a very bad feeling so suddenly," Natsume said while taking a deep breath.

"A bad feeling? What kind of bad feeling?" Nyanko asked, looking curious while he swayed his short round tail.

"I don't know… it's like my heart's sinking so suddenly and then… I feel like something big and bad is about to happen," Natsume closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "Ah, maybe it's just my imagination…," he chuckled then, feeling silly.

Natsume wasn't a psychic. Even though he had strong spiritual power and could see youkai or ghost or unworldly creatures, he wasn't strong enough to predict future or something like that. Surely, he could see the past by channeling the dream of youkai or people, but reading a future that hadn't happened yet was outside his capability.

So, this bad feeling about something that was going to happen must have been because of Natsume's overly sensitive imagination. It had to be… It was the first time Natsume felt like this, though. So he was quite curious and bothered.

"I'll go for a walk," Natsume exclaimed so suddenly, turning back and walking down the stairs.

"Wait a minute, Natsume!" Nyanko shouted from his spot, but he just sighed in exasperation as Natsume's back disappeared from the bottom of the stairs.

Nyanko jumped down the stairs as well, following his… disciple.

On the kitchen, Touko who was doing the dishes saw Natsume walk outside the door from the corner of her eyes and she turned. "Ara, Takashi-kun, where are you going?" she asked then, earning Natsume's attention.

"Ah, Touko-san… I'm going for a night walk just for awhile," Natsume smiled softly at her.

"Okay, be careful on the way. Oh, and don't stay out too late," Touko warned with a gentle smile as well.

"Alright, I'm going now," Natsume said as he walked out of the house, Nyanko hot on his heels.


~Natsume x Nuramago~


"Natsume, oi, Natsume!" Nyanko called the light-brown haired teenager in front of him loudly.

"What is it, Sensei?" Natsume asked, sighing in defeat. His cat companion was very obnoxious as always.

"Why did you suddenly decide to have a night walk?" Nyanko asked while jumping on Natsume's shoulder.

"Ah! Oi! It's heavy, Nyanko-sensei!" Natsume protested.

"Shut up and answer my question," Nyanko said evenly, stabilizing his position on Natsume's shoulder who tried to push him off. But then, the teen gave up and brought the fat cat on his chest to hug his furry body instead.

"I don't know… just feel like it, I guess." Natsume shrugged.

"You want to make sure that your bad feeling is just a bad feeling?" Nyanko asked, knowing what his disciple was thinking without even trying.

Natsume's sweat dropped slightly. "You read my mind just now, did you?" he asked his cat accusingly, narrowing his caramel-amber eyes at the pig-cat.

"Hn, typical you, worrywart," Nyanko snorted, not responding to Natsume's accusation.

"Noisy, I'm just taking a walk, and during this time checking around just to be safe," Natsume huffed in annoyance as he kept walking on the street, nearing the Amagahara Forest.

Just when he was about to pass the threshold, he suddenly felt a wild gust of wind from inside the thick forest. "W-what—?" Natsume raised his arm to protect his face from the strong wind, a little surprised at that.

"Natsume! Look out!" Nyanko-sensei suddenly flashed his youki and Natsume was thrown backwards. Bewildered at the sudden force, he groaned in pain as his body landed on the cold hard ground.

"Sensei, what the hell—!" Natsume was just about to protest when he stopped to look at Nyanko who had changed into Madara. He got something on his big full of fangs mouth.

Natsume widened his eyes in shock as he saw a person trapped between Madara's teeth. He couldn't see if it was a man or a woman, but it had long silver hair, and it wore a black yukata.

"Sensei! Put that person down!" Natsume shouted in panicky, thinking that Madara had killed a human.

"It's okay. He's alive," Madara growled with his low bass voice and slowly lowered the person down.

Natsume stood up slowly and walked towards the person laying on the ground slowly. "H-hey…," he called the young man, probably still in his early twenties carefully, not sure what to do.

He was a handsome young man. His skin was flawless and fair, a little bit paler than normal, but that must have been because of the moonlight that seemed sparkled on his skin. Though, he was wounded. His dark colored yukata hid the color of blood, but the gash on his chest gave it out. It also looked very painful and severe.

"He's wounded! Sensei, you bit him!" Natsume paled at that.

"I didn't. Look closely. That wound isn't a puncture wound. It's a cutting wound," Madara spoke while nearing his big nose at the person on the ground. He sniffed lightly. "He isn't human," he said accordingly.

"A youkai?" Natsume looked up in surprise.

Then suddenly they felt massive youki pouring out of the forest area again and it sent chills down Natsume's spine. "W-what the—!" he was perplexed as he turned to the forest.

"Get back, Natsume. Something very evil is coming!" Madara went into alert and stood in front of Natsume, trying to protect the human teen before he surged and attacked whatever the thing inside the forest.

"Sensei!" Natsume shouted, worried very much. It was the first time he felt so… frightened and crushed by a miasma alone.

Natsume then heard a groan from bellow, and turned to the source as he saw the young youkai grimace, opening his eyes slightly, looking so hurt and pained.

"Ah, a-are you okay?" Natsume asked trying to support the man when suddenly he felt a tip of a blade on his throat. "Eh?" he widened his eyes in shock at that.

The man's breath was labored, shallow and heavy, while he seemed like trying to focus his sight as Natsume trembled slightly. "Who… human?" the man spoke hoarsely, his voice croaky and low.

"Uh… um… can you move the blade a-away…?" Natsume stuttered, completely alarmed.

"Oh, sorry…" the man blinked once and twice before he lowered his blade. "You-… should run now," he said then, trying to stand up.

"W-wait!" Natsume grabbed the silver-black haired youkai sleeve. "You're injured! Where are you going?" he asked worriedly.

The youkai looked down at Natsume while pacing his breath. He had the most clear and deep crimson colored eyes Natsume had ever seen. "I have to… finish those bastards off," he said slightly evenly now as he was able to catch his breath. "You should go… don't get involved," he said as he pried Natsume's fingers off of his yukata.

"Ah!" Natsume protested, but before he could yell at the youkai, the crimson-eyed man fell down once again to his knees.

"Shit—!" the youkai gritted his teeth in pain.

"I told you! Your injury is severe! Stand still and let Sensei fight whatever it is that attacked you!" Natsume scolded, chopping the youkai's head so he would stay still on his spot.

"Ow!" the youkai groaned in pain again. "W-what the hell was that for?" he protested, looking very annoyed as he nursed his abused head. Though, he didn't forget the open wound on his chest as well. "Why did you hit an injured person?" he asked disbelievingly.

"It's for your own good. Now, stay still!" Natsume huffed while holding the youkai's shoulders down tightly.

The youkai looked at the hands on his shoulders in slight confusion before suddenly there were white flashes of light coming from the forest and loud ugly shrieking of some creatures before they died down and everything went back to normal.

"W-what…?" the youkai looked surprised and wondering before Madara jumped out of the forest and landed just in front of Natsume and him.

"Sensei, are you okay?" Natsume asked, looking up at the big white wolf-like creature in concern when he noticed some scratches and cuts on its furry enormous body.

"They're quite nasty, but I've chased them away with my power," Madara said before there was a poof and he changed back into his cat form, totally surprising the youkai in Natsume's hands.

"Now… who is this youkai?" Nyanko then turned to look at the silver-black haired youkai and narrowed his eyes at him.

"Ah, I-…," the youkai was about to answer when he suddenly widened his eyes and clutched his stomach while screaming in pain. "F-fuck…!" he crouched on the ground seeming like he was being tortured by something before he collapsed entirely, losing consciousness.

"Ah, hey! Are you alright?" Natsume shook the youkai's body to wake him up, but it seemed the youkai was too far gone to even hear him.

"Oya, he passed out," Nyanko commented dryly. "Must be because he's too overwhelmed seeing my gorgeous youkai form," he continued, snickering.

Natsume's sweat dropped at that. Looked at every aspect, that's not the reason, right?—he commented silently while shaking his head.

"What should we do with him?" Natsume asked then, looking at the passed out youkai on the ground feeling troubled. He couldn't leave the youkai here. He was injured very badly… but he sure as hell couldn't bring him to Fujiwara couple's house either.

"Why don't you ask Tanuma's help? Probably he can let this guy stay at his temple for a few days just for recovering," Nyanko suggested.

"Eeh? But then we'll trouble Tanuma… I meant, Kaname-kun. He's very sensitive around youkai, you know. He'll feel sick," Natsume protested.

Nyanko was silent for awhile as he poked the passed out youkai on the ground with his front paw. "Hmm… I don't think that will be an issue," he said cryptically later.

"Eh?" Natsume raised his eyebrow at that.

"You'll know later. Just… let's go there first," Nyanko once again turned into Madara and put the youkai in his mouth.

"Wha—! Sensei, wait a—! You'll aggravate his wounds!" Natsume shouted as Madara ignored him and jumped flying away. "Wait! Sensei!" the teen shouted in annoyance, but then also ran after the youkai to his friend's place…

End of Chapter 1

Tbc…


A/N: So… what do you think? Not bad for a first chapter, right? The romance? It'll come later… eventually *grins* Huh? Shorter than my usual chapter? Well, I think I can update faster this way so… you got the drill.

So… review please? Tell me what you think about this, okay? Ah, and like I said, I need a beta for this story. If someone is interested, please PM me, kay? Thanks.