Kitsune Bí
WEIß KREUZ FANFICTION
IV. the fox bride
"Schuldich, why don't we take Ayan for a walk. It's a nice day out." Nagi said Ayan absently as they both sat on the living room sofa. The fox had been with them for five days without any sign of Weiß.
"No, thank you, got plans." Crawford was away again on one of his business meetings so Schuldich felt secure enough to visit his kitten. He hardly had time in between missions to do so. And he didn't really have much a choice in the matter. He knew they could only escape detection for so long. One day, Oracle's going to give an ultimatum and he honestly didn't know which side he would end up.
"Fine then, I'll go out on my own with Ayan." Nagi huffed.
"Have a nice walk." Schuldich said absently grabbing his jacket from the coat closet.
"You know you don't have to sneak out to meet your Weiß kitten. Crawford doesn't mind as long as you don't flub any missions over him that is."
Unnoticed, Aya made a queer choked off noises at that non sequitur. He looked adorably like a kitten choking on a hairball.
Who? When? How? Is there a traitor in Weiß…?
"Huh!" Evidently, Aya wasn't the only one who found this series of events startling.
"Schuldich, Crawford knows about you and Youji Kudou for months now."
Youji! Figures…it must be his scent I smelled out on Schuldich that first time… Well, he really couldn't be betraying Weiß if he was hiding it from Crawford besides we probably didn't have any secrets from Schuldich anyhow…
Aya wasn't as angry as he thought he'd be. Funny, how a lot of things changed when you live with someone for awhile. The Schwartz were not the monsters he'd thought they were though they still had a long way to gain acceptance in his book.
But still, Schuldich and Youji…
"I'm dead meat."
"Don't be a dope. Why do you think Oracle plans it out so that you have space to maneuver every time we encounter Weiß?"
"He does?"
"Yes, he does. He doesn't really care as long as you remained effective." Nagi sighed.
"Why did he never tell me?"
"Why does Crawford do anything? Besides, you were too busy enjoying yourself playing Romeo to Youji's Juliet. He undoubtedly thought that you were enjoying the game too much to disabuse you of the notion."
"I'm going to kill him. Months…I spent months sneaking around…and he knew!" Schuldich sputtered.
"No, you're not. You're going to your lover." Nagi said in a calm, urbane tone.
"Shit! You've ruined my fun." Schuldich said in a mercurial change of mood, pouting before slamming the door in his wake.
Oh well, I think I'll get use to that as I have gotten used to fox form, there's nothing I can't do about either anyhow… What am I thinking? I can't be resigned to being a pet for the rest of my life? Heck, think about that later…I have a walk to survive…
***
Aya wandered among the plants that were just waist high to a human but towered over him. He had lost Nagi in the crowd of clumsy humans. Most were chronically stepping on his paws or on his tails, too busy or preoccupied with whatever they were doing to look down. He learned to avoid kids after the first few times when they deliberately cooed over him then yanked his tails or pinched his ears in unwitting cruelty.
Where are you, Nagi-kun?
When Aya got out of the park, the stars were shining up in the sky and the sidewalks didn't have much in the way of pedestrians. The sidewalk a intimidating expanse before him
Which is the way home? And which home? This is my chance to return to the Koneko, I'll never get the opportunity again. If I can convince them of my sentience then they can find someone to change me back. I don't really want to stay this way forever. Schwartz may treat me fine this way but there's no telling what their reaction will be if they find out who I truly am…
Aya felt a sinking feeling in the bottom of his tummy, which was also growling with hunger.
I might as well get started. It's such a long walk for small paws. If I remember correctly the Koneko is in direction… Let's worry about our welcome later.
***
"Prodigy, how could you lose him?" Crawford was really angry. He never used Nagi's code name otherwise nor would he ordinarily use clipped tones to address the youngest member of Schwartz.
"Just that, Crawford. I took him for a walk in the park when a crowd of people came between us. I looked all over the park for him afterwards but I couldn't find him." Nagi was clearly miserable and trying to hide it. He really did like the little bundle of energy and was sorry to have lost it in the crowd.
"Go back there and keep on looking, that fox is important to Schwartz' future. There's no telling what could happen to Ayan out there."
"I'll try but it's already quite dark outside."
"Get some flashlights. I'm going with you. Schuldich try to sense Ayan's thoughts. I know it's kind of hard to sense him since he's not human but…"
"That's not why you're angry now is it? The fox maybe important to Schwartz but that's not what's gotten you all mad isn't it?" Schuldich said quietly, interrupting Crawford's tirade as Nagi went to get the necessary equipment. The silence stretched on until he wondered if Crawford was going to admit to it at all. They've all gotten quietly attached to the little fur ball. Though the fox stayed more often than not with the precognitive.
He always did sneeze with me around… I guess the fox is allergic to something I wore or maybe to cigarette smoke…
"Aa, it isn't." Crawford admitted, as Nagi came back to the room carrying several flashlights.
***
Aya was lost. He had gotten turned around and wasn't sure which alley was which. There was trash on this alley, piles of garbage. Beyond the decay was an appetizing smell of less than fresh but still edible meat. In normal circumstances, Aya would disdain digging through the trash for a tidbit to eat but these were far from normal.
How long do I have before anyone could feed me? Or when can I get home?
He burrowed through the trash and almost turned his nose up at what he found. It was an unidentified piece of meat in indifferent sauce half-in a broken Styrofoam box.
Well beggars can't be choosy.
Aya wolfed the piece down and searched for more.
He was digging through another garbage pile. When he heard a rumbling growl behind him and turned into the snarling jaws of a mastiff.
Uh…oh…
More rumbling growls came from his sides. Frantic, he looked around to find himself surrounded by various sized dogs. All looked quite unfriendly. He ran with all his might into space between two dogs, jumping on a garbage can into relatively clear space.
***
"Damned, we've searched the park several times but we still hadn't found him." Crawford said, brushing grass clippings off of his clothing.
"He must have wandered off. Outside the park." Nagi panted as he walked.
"Oh fucking great, like Tokyo isn't a big city." Schuldich reached out again with his mind.
"It's not like he could go very far. He's got small legs after all." Crawford was blissfully ignorant about the chase with Farfarello. They had agreed not to tell their leader as angry as he was about the mess that the Irishman nearly filleted the little fox.
"Oh, you'll be surprised at how much that small fox can get up to, but I think he might be lost. Small as he is."
That was when they heard the clatter of garbage cans and the clamor of a dogfight.
They looked at each other then ran towards the noise.
***
Aya was cornered in between a wall, and several of the dogs were closing in. He growled his defiance. He might be tiny in comparison to all the dogs but he was an assassin and damned if he was going to go down without a fight. Then he saw a small opening in a broken garbage can with jagged metal edges. The hole was small and he knew it to be a tight fit even for him. He leaped into the hole painfully scraping his leg on the edge. He barely managed to get into the small space between the battered walls of the can. Whimpering he licked the big painful wound he had managed to acquire getting in the can, it was bleeding profusely. Several dogs took turns growling at him through the small space.
I need to get medical assistance soon or I'm going to die…painfully…
Suddenly, shots rang into the snarls and there was silence.
What? Who?
Then a familiar scent came through the myriad scents of the dirty alleyway, a welcome scent. Suddenly, the top of the can was taken off slowly. Weak moonlight came into dazzle Aya's eyes as he looked up. A hand came in to slowly encircle his middle then another came down to support his butt. Then he was lifted slowly up into the open.
"Shit! He's wounded, badly." The profanity seemed so foreign coming from the classy Crawford that made Aya smile even through the pain. Then everything went black.
***
"Don't give me that shit! You're a vet. You should treat all ani--" Schuldich pushed the dial tone savagely as he started to dial another number. He found in the past hour that finding a vet that would come to treat a wild animal at this time of the night daunting.
Crawford had lifted the fox out of the garbage can carefully in consideration of Ayan's wound. He used Schuldich' bandana to stop the bleeding and they headed over to the nearest safe house. Schuldich had been assigned to find a vet to treat the fox while Crawford cleaned the wound and Nagi fetched things for the latter.
"Dr. Kanzaki? Are you willing to go to this address to treat a very wounded fox?"
"Hai. I'll get my kit ready." Dr. Kanzaki said in the other line.
"Aa, let me pick you up to save time. I'll beep when I get there." Schuldich put the phone down.
"I'll be going to pick up the vet." Schuldich told the two other assassins and got only grunts from both.
***
Aya woke up fuzzily to the ministrations of Crawford wondering at the strange scent he couldn't place. It seemed to be human on the surface but there was a deep wild difference. He whimpered in fear. Crawford mumbled something in reassurance. The precog was blood spattered and smudged, no longer dapper in his suit.
Definitely worried over Ayan but then aren't we all…
"Dr. Kanzaki, this is Ayan, our fox. He tangled with a pack of alley dogs and got scratched when he tried to escape into a broken garbage can." The latter stared at Ayan in such surprise that he wondered if Schuldich needed to modify this vet's memories afterwards. Ah, the tails… Weiß and Schwartz were use to taking the odd in a stride in their work but this was a vet.
"He's such a kawaii little one." Dr. Kanzaki said while opening his bag to get some of his instruments out. The vet was a middle aged man with black hair conservatively cut and eyes that were dreamily looking off into space.
"Aa, he is." Schuldich wondered what he was getting at.
He isn't flustered by the tails?
"I've treated one or two of this variety of fox but this is the cutest one I've ever seen." The doctor gave Schuldich a vague smile.
***
: Little one, don't be afraid. I'm just going to check you over. Thermometer in the rump, stethoscope…the usual thing. :
: Go right ahead, vet. Who are you? How can you know me? : Aya could almost jump for joy at finding someone who could talk to him.
At last, someone who doesn't think I'm a dumb animal!
: My name is Iraka of the kitsune Thunder Clan. They call me Kanzaki Kaji in the human world. And you? What are you doing in the human world anyhow? You're so far from home: our home that is, the Mystical World that is here and not here. You're too young to be left on your own. :
The doctor looked into his eyes with a small dim flashlight and Aya blinked.
: Fujimiya Ran, also called Aya. I have no other name. I was raised as a human then I woke up like this. : The dismay in his voice was apparent brushing the rest of it for later and bringing the more practical consideration to fore.
: Calm down, little one. It's part of our development to spend time in our real form. :
: This is our real form? Can I shift out of it? : Ran grimaced as Iraka-san pushed aside his tails to put a thermometer into his small foxy butt.
: You never had anyone to tell you about it don't you? You will be able to when you grow out of this phase…in fifty or so years from now. : The disgust in Aya's tone amused Iraka-san and it showed on his "voice".
: Ugh! : Aya wrinkled his cute button nose further amusing his fellow kitsune.
: Do you want to leave this bunch of loutish humans? I really don't have room right now for a kit but I'll… :
: Not if you just being charitable--never mind. : I have no intention of it being dependent on a person who pities me. At least, Weiß viewed me with amused tolerance.
: No I'm not being charitable. You are a kitsune and clanless that is enough for me to take you in. I like you, too, from what I see of you, but a kit deserves a good home and this seems to be a good enough place until I can make you a den worthy of a kit. : Iraka-san's sincerity was hard to find fault with.
: Nothing would be too bad, as long as a kit was loved. :
: That's what you think. Kitsune have kits all but never, kits should have a good life and not have to think about food or comfort. They should have all the toys they could play with and parks to roam in, besides love and affection of everyone around them. : Iraka made a production of looking at his temperature.
: Well if that's what you think, but what do you mean kit? : It was something that finally filtered into Aya's consciousness and feared the answer.
: You are how old, kit? : The vet fumbled his stethoscope to hear his little patient's heartbeat.
: I'm all of twenty-three and not a kit! : Aya said peevishly.
: Aye, twenty-three is very young for kitsune. Two hundred is the age of maturity and even then kits are only considered adults on their two-hundred-and-thirtieth birthday. :
: Oh no! :
: Oh yes, kitling. So stay or go. : The vet was poking at his wound now, testing the stitches.
: Stay for awhile but I think I'll take you on your offer, twenty or so years from now. I'm so helpless in this form. : Aya grimaced in pain at the poke but his mental voice never wavered. He was ever the practical one, he knew he couldn't very well survive in Tokyo without someone to care for him.
: Thank you for the honor, kit. : It might not be so bad to take up the offer since there was genuine reverence was in Iraka-san's voice. But still…
: Are you really, really sure? : Ran projected several of his escapades over to Iraka-san's mind in the soundless kitsune communication they've been using all this time.
: Very, very sure youngster. Those were just normal kitsune kit antics. I've done worse when I was that young. Still here's how to control your elemental and unlocking powers…and remember not to give your new human foster parents any trouble. They're only humans after all. :
Ran caught the non-verbal teaching as the other kitsune stood up, refolding his stethoscope.
So I am not a freak and I will get out of this form. This is normal. On the downside, I'm stuck for it for who knows how long but now I've a friend to help me… Things are looking up…
"He's very healthy, and whoever did the stitches did a solid job--er--"
"Crawford."
"Crawford-san. But he does need a flea bath, antibiotic pellets and tetanus shot. Shall I administer the shot now?" Iraka-san made a little bow.
: Ready for your immunity shot little one? :
: Hai. : Aya said tensing in preparation for the needle.
Crawford must have nodded an assent because Aya soon felt the American's hands over on his shoulders immobilizing him while a pinprick pierced his side. Then it was over just as it had began, Aya had barely had time for a pained yelp before it was over.
"There, there…" Iraka-san patted his head and ruffled his ears.
: I think I'll have a hard time extracting you here anyhow, Crawford-san's giving me a glare for patting you. He really likes you, ne? :
: Hai, I think so. Though I wonder if he'll still like me if…he knew who I really am. :
: What do you mean by that? :
: We're assassins on opposing sides. : Though it troubled Aya to trust so much, he felt that he could confide all of this to Iraka-san.
It's not like kitsune are truly part of the mundane world…he said it himself, we live in another world…
:Assassins! We'll have to continue this conversation tonight. Bai,bai, Ran-kit.:
: Bai, bai, Ira-tousan. :
Ran knew from the proud happiness that lacing the final thoughts from Iraka-san that he said the right thing. There was also extreme surprise and worry that made Aya apprehensive. What had he gotten himself into?
***
That night, Aya didn't manage to talk to Iraka-san for Schwartz had driven back to their permanent apartment. Another complication was that Crawford decided to put his basket bed into the former's bedroom making it impossible for Aya to escape even if he knew where the other kitsune lived and could get there without mishaps. He didn't want the precognitive to worry about his disappearance in the event that he got out. The man was already too concerned about him as it was, carrying him about not allowing him to walk on his injured leg, feeding him his meat tidbits and medicine by hand and sponging him clean of the dirt he had acquired in the alley. Not to mention, tending his wounds earlier not caring how much of a mess it made of the American's clothes.
This is going to be a mite bit difficult…
***
"Crawford, how are we going to get Ayan to bath? I think he doesn't like getting wet." Nagi said exasperated standing over the small doggie bath he had been trying to immerse Aya in without success. It had been two days since Aya had been injured and now they were trying to get him cleaned up properly.
Thanks but no thanks. I'm not getting my fur wet or my wound either…
Aya knew he should let them but he still remembered how miserable it felt to get his fur wet and kept on hobbling away. Nagi, as he assumed, dared not force the issue for fear of re-opening his wound.
"Do I have to do everything myself?" Crawford asked Nagi in a bored tone of voice.
"Because, Ayan-chan likes you and he'll tolerate you more than us." It was a sore point with Nagi that the little fox would not curl up to him no matter how hard the telekinetic tried.
Aya as usual was by the American's leg snuggling to the latter. Crawford bent down to draw eye level with him.
"Ayan be a good fox and take a bath, hmmm?" Crawford asked him. Aya just splashed some water on the other's face, determinedly shaking his head until his ears flapped.
"What will it take to make you take a bath?" Aya determinedly splashed some more water on Crawford making Schuldich laugh. The German leaned on the sliding door to the open-air terrace where Crawford, Nagi and Aya was.
"I think the kawaii monster wants you to take a bath with him." Schuldich suggested.
"Okay, it's a deal, Ayan." Crawford said, wiping the soapy water off of his face.
Maybe it wouldn't so bad if it was Crawford bathing me…
Surprisingly, Crawford was most gentle of the three Schwartz members and the most affectionate of the Schwartz when unobserved. He bent again to nuzzle the red fox noggin to noggin, a familiarity Aya only allowed to the precognitive. Though Schuldich would ruffle Aya's fur and play, the German wasn't as patient with Aya's fumbles. The telepath was more likely to be exasperated and call the fox, a little monster, which Aya did appreciate. Nagi was gentle but absentminded, the telekinetic sometimes ended up pulling at Aya's fur and that hurt!
"Oi, I'm jealous Ayan-chan. In all the time I've tried to get Bradley to take a bath with me and you succeed by splashing some water on his face." Schuldich said with a phony leer.
"Schuldich!"
"I know, I know. Ja, ne! I'm off to more exciting places." Schuldich said almost banging the sliding door on the sill.
He carried Aya to the bathroom where the American stripped off his suit and folding it and placing onto a rack.
Crawford brought down the adjustable showerhead to train a gentle spray of warm water on Aya. Carefully, the American had ruffled his fur a little to let the water seep in, he was very careful not to touch the site of the wound and let up every time Aya flinched the tiniest of flinches. He was very considerate and Aya sighed into the gentle soaping massage. His wound didn't really hurt all that much when Crawford was the one tending him.
Aya looked up casually to see muscles glistening wet caressed by stray drops of water. A random thought teased at the edges of Aya's mind…
Crawford sure has a nice body… Hey, I'm a child I'm not suppose to think of such things…
Aya looked away feeling as if his face was on fire. He had a feeling that his face would have been still red if he was human and not from fur either. But no matter how hard he tried to look away or to banish the image, he couldn't get the enticing image out of his mind.
***
"Let's go to the park, Ayan?" Crawford said, hooking the rubbery leash onto Aya's doggie collar. He remembered all too well how Ayan had end up the last time the fox was taken for a walk and wasn't taking any chances. A safe house address was also on the doggie collar.
Aya gave him a woof of assent and padded over to the door obediently. He had found the thought of being friends--and maybe even more--with Crawford less and less weird everyday.
There are worst things than being the spoiled pet of Schwartz I suppose.
For the nth time, Aya wondered about his teammates.
I wonder how Weiß is doing without me. Do they even miss "Ayan-chan" even just a bit? I know I caused them no end of trouble when I had been with them in fox form…
***
"Ayan-chan?" Ken looked in disbelief down on Aya. Aya wagged his tail and gave soft woof in reply.
Suddenly Aya found himself being swiftly lifted up with two arms holding him tightly close.
***
"Hidaka." Crawford scooped up the fox and held it protectively over his chest, dirty paws and all without regard to his pristine white suit. He gave Ken a glare daring to challenge him over the ownership of the little fox.
"Crawford, I should have known Schwartz would have something to do with Ayan's disappearance."
"Well, Weiß you were hardly taking care of him. Tough luck, finders keepers, losers weepers." Crawford said, holding Ayan tightly, just in case the fox got any ideas of returning to his old owners.
***
Aya just butted his head under Crawford's chin in an affectionate gesture meant to reassure. He made his decision to stay with Schwartz already though the American didn't know it and he couldn't very well tell him.
***
"What sick game are you playing Schwartz? Taking a pet away from Weiß is hardly your style. Did you take his master too?"
"Why don't you ask Kudou? He knew all along where the little fox was, you know. And what would we want Abyssinian for?"
"Huh?"
"Just ask him." Crawford said, silken malice evident on his voice.
Crawford!
Aya knew that the American was feeling defensive about being caught with him and was feeling insecure about his affections and loyalty.
For who can be entirely certain about loyalty of an animal after all?
Angry at his feelings, Crawford lashed out on the first available target and that was Weiß.
He waved a paw at poor flabbergasted Ken as he was forcibly carried away from his former teammate.
Gomen, Ken, I've made my decision. You guys didn't really want me anyway, at least, Youji didn't, if he knew where I was and didn't try to retrieve me… Though I don't think Schwartz want me in my old form, I'll be stuck into this one for a good long time according to Iraka-san so I might as well stay with them… I wonder if anyone will be willing to accept me in both forms…
Aya squirmed. Crawford's grip seemed too tight all of a sudden, making a tiny yipping noise in protest.
"Too tight?" Crawford said finally, loosening his grip on him. Aya turned to face the American to give him more reassurance by the licking him and perhaps some reassurance in return. The precognitive finally let him down laughing as he did so, Aya noted that he didn't mind the tiny paw-prints and other fur smudges on his suit.
He really likes having me around… Will wonders never cease, he never lets his guard down this much even with his other teammates in Schwartz… Maybe…maybe…he'll like me even if…even if he knew the truth?
Somehow, Aya couldn't help but hope that that was the case.
***
Crawford sighed looking at the sleeping fox that cuddled at his midsection in ignorant bliss. Ayan was spread out with his paws and tails resting on Crawford like a second blanket, his head just above the blanket's edge. The fox presented such a pretty picture that Crawford hadn't the heart to move him though the precognitive thought it better to do so. Ever since after the fox's leg wound had healed up, Crawford had allowed the little fox to share his bed. The American himself lifted the little one up to the covers.
It wasn't that Crawford disliked fox fur on the bed or had anymore difficulty breathing with the fox around. In fact, Crawford found Ayan's presence to be a comforting one. It was just that he had been having strange dreams that woke him wet and contented with his boxers in complete disarray sometimes taken off altogether. Dreams of a red-haired man with an indistinct face and…and…the light brush of several foxtails as they moved together towards completion. It was quite disconcerting.
What is this? Am I becoming a pervert now to want to copulate with a beast? Am I so lonely that I can't think of anyone else but Ayan to satisfy my lust?
***
Schwartz was lounging about in the living room of their apartment. Nagi was doing his homework, Crawford was watching the news and Schuldich was annoying Crawford. It was a time in between missions. Ayan was leaning beside Schuldich since Crawford had stood up to get something to drink awhile back. The fox seemed so contented where it was that Crawford gritted his teeth biting down on his irrational jealousy. He swept Ayan up into his lap as soon as he sat down while the German smirked knowingly at him. Oblivious Ayan snuggled at his lap making his pants feel one size too small.
What kind of depraved monster am I becoming? And Ayan trusts me most of all… How can I still keep up this pretense…
***
Hands ghosting over him, body close to him straining under him…eyes glazed. Heat bursting out in a surfeit of pleasure…
***
Aya sighed as he woke up beside Crawford. He had the same disturbing dream for a week now. Ever since the time he had taken that bath with Crawford he had been sneaking surreptitious glances over the man then two nights after, the dreams started. It didn't help that the precog slept half-naked in boxers, the firm abdomen was a nice place to snuggle and steady human heartbeat was comforting.
Heck, who am I fooling, I've been taking liberal advantage of the fact that he likes me snuggling up to him, every chance I get… I feel like a vixen in heat…
AAya stretched and yawned, it felt so nice to rub his fur onto Crawford even if he couldn't really have him. He had long given up on wondering on how he could want the American since it made him think in circles. It was far better to enjoy the moment. Aya's eyes flew wide open, as he felt bare skin on skin. He looked down at himself and saw that he was naked and human. Not only that, he felt sticky and a bit sore.
No, we didn't! Well apparently we actually did. And there's the fact that you're one Weiß in with the Schwartz. What a time for me to become human again--in the middle of the Schwartz safe house--why me? Not to mention after um--molesting their leader…Now don't panic…
Aya got over his surprise walked stealthily over to the mirror to examine himself. Except for the kitsune tails and ears, a normal red haired human stared back at him in confusion.
Well, at least Schwartz will be convinced that I'm their little Ayan-chan. No one can fake this! I hope Schuldich doesn't try to yank 'em off to see if the ears and tails are real though…
~TBC~
Author's Notes:
*For those interested in the fairy tale I was talking about… it's the Chinese one that was made into an anime in 1959 (if I'm not mistaken). The anime that had a dancing Panda that says something like po-pon-ching-tai-to-neng-pung-ga-wa-pung. The things you remember when you're a kid -_-;
*Another yyh doujinshi that inspired me for this fic is Tide/Real's Ore-Tachi no Bebi series, I really love Chibiko-chan. He's sooooooooooo cute. See what I'm talking about here:
http://www.yyhdjs.com/general/day500/5day_01.html
And yes, the little youko has an attitude… -_-; But then, I like Aya don't I? ^____^
Aya: I heard that! *tries
to grab his katana*
Silrayn: Hey, shouldn't
you be trying to grab a towel or something instead. *pointedly not
staring at the naked red head*
Aya: writer no baka.
Silrayn: yada, yada, yada.
Don't you have anything else to say?
Aya: >( And you say
you like me!
Silrayn: yes, i do that's
why all my stories revolve around you.
Aya: heh, who needs someone
to hate me with you liking me.
Silrayn: beee-da! *sticks
out her tongue*
*I'm going to discuss Weiß' reaction to Aya's disappearance later since Ayan is still with the Schwartz and the story's plot line revolves on that fact.
Reference for Kitsune Lore:
Though I've modified several stuffies to fit the story, this is by far the most comprehensive online resource I've seen.
www.comnet.ca/~foxtrot/kitsune/
