Crystal of Love

RK and YYH don't belong to me.

Author's Notes: Okay, a new chapter is here after a long waited wait, but I at least finished RV and moved most way into my new room at my dad's house and I'll just have this to look forward to over the next to week break. (I love my school sometimes, like the 2 week breaks in between every quarter!) Okay, enough with my gloating, now on with the fic.

Chapter 12: The battle of siblings

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The woods were silent and still--too still for the black dragon perched in a tree by his home. He never expected to really have a home any more, a place where he was respected and welcomed with loving arms. It was a far off fantasy for him, but now he knew wrong. She would continue to love him for a long, long time--until the end of time in fact.

But back to the woods. A mist hung low to the ground, not cold enough for a thick fog to form. And that he was worried about. The Narks would most certainly move in tonight, when the new moon was right and the darkness surrounded everything in a shadowy grave.

A watch had been set, and he got the first one--maybe to get off his anger as his Shishou had decided to start with some of the most embarrassing stories about him at a young age, of the years before Kaoru had come to them and even after. The creak of a door made him aware of her presence. She looked like a child, wrapped in a shawl and kimono; much different from the clothes she liked wearing, the leather and fur hidden deep in a chest that held some odd objects up their room.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, looking down at her from his spot. In her hands was a container, full of a steaming liquid. He hinted the soft smell green tea. A small smile came to his lips.

"I brought you a jug of tea, in case you got thirsty," She replied, looking up at him with blue eyes that he could just drown in.

"You are too thoughtful," he said, jumping from the tree to the ground, his wings helping float to the ground with grace.

She smiled. "Only when it involves those whom I care about, as well as those I just met."

She was too sweet, to good for him, in this life and the one before. He didn't deserve her, only a prince on a white horse did. A snort came from deep within his mind at that. He was a prince; he just didn't have the white horse.

"What's so funny?" She was looking at him, questioningly as she gazed into his amber eyes that where full of a creative mischievous that she knew to be aware of but never paid any head to it.

"Oh, nothing." He took the jug from her, and gave her a peck on the cheek before sending her back in from the cold.

Megumi gazed out an open window at the couple, longing silently for a relationship like that, but it would never come. She was a nark, and the only matted with narks, never with the kind of people she grew to understand and love in the world she was in now.

"What's wrong kitsune?" asked Sano, coming up behind her.

"Nothing tori atama," she replied with no life in her voice.

He didn't believe it as he looked at her and then out the window where his friend in his acclaimed dragon form gave Kaoru a peck on the cheek. And he knew what was bumming her.

"Love is blind."

"Huh? You say something tori?"

"Love is blind kitsune. It never sees, it just chooses and you learn to go with the flow."

"Wow, never knew you were so smart."

"I believe they loved each other. You know, our ancestors? I think they loved, but because of their heritage, she was killed and the blame set on your family. But they still loved each other."

"I never thought of it that way… but then, who killed her?"

"Her family. They didn't want it… so they got rid of the only thing that meant it. Her."

"That's cold."

"But it's the truth."

She severed around in her seat and looked him in the eye. There was no amusement, just truth sitting in its depths. Megumi wondered if she could get to know the real man behind those eyes--the soul that said those words that meant the truth of his family's past and hers as well.

"You can love any one you want kitsune. You just learn to remember that."

Misao looked out the window with a blank glance. She sat another window, secluded from the rest. Something was wrong, and she felt it deep with in her bones.

"You okay Misao-chan?" asked Kaoru, as she set a cup of tea by the other blue eyed girl, who'd, she would never emit, was the only human aside from Kenshin who she wanted to understand.

"Something is coming," she said. "And it scares me, for its attention is of dark intent and wants blood to spill in the darkness."

Tisha shook his head of annoying thoughts and clenched his fists tighter as he gazed at the dragon and the house safety behind his giant black wings of death. Go kill her… don't bother with the messiah, just kill her, you dear sister.

Again he was asked to stay after a small planning with Omochi, and this time, his order was to kill. To kill his last flesh and blood relative, his only obstacle to the leading of his family's name into the class of nobles. Like it should have bee years ago, when she left.

He growled. How his sister had defied their name, and then gone off and… and… he couldn't think of it, of the misdeeds his once beloved sister had done.

'Come to me,' he thought, trying his best and getting his sister to come out of the house and into the clearing he was at. 'Come to me… come now…'

The silent demand seemed to work as he watched leave the house and head to him, her passing of the dragon going well as he asked where she was going and her reply. No one seemed to notice her eyes where glazed and hazy with his silent beckon. Or so he had hoped, because she was still in control of her body when she came into the clearing.

"You know brother, you have to learn that I have the ability to with stand your hypnotizing technique--not to mention that its kind of weak," she said, ditching the formal greeting and starting with the facts. She was still the same. "Of course I am, a person doesn't change that much over time. Now, may I please know why I was summoned?"

"Tsuki, you know perfectly well." Tisha stood and made a fighting stance of the Endless Tiger; Tsuki copied the stance with a knowing smirk. "I know you have learned our family's technique, onee-chan, that I was planning on."

With a flash he attacked. She didn't expect it and barely had time to block, his ki fist blast sending her several meters from the spot she had occupied before. Her eyes widened with surprise--when did he get so strong?

Their fists meet in fury as ki blasts destroyed the surrounding countryside with uncaring touches of power that they were able to dodge from the other. The fight was getting no where and they landed some blows and missed or were blocked with for others. They had a match in power, and neither was going to loose, but Tisha was holding back Something was making him do so, as noticed by Tsuki as the two paused to catch their breath. Maybe he still cared…?

"Yes… I do… and I hate you for it," whispered Tisha suddenly in the silence only filled with their ragged breathing. "I love my older sister beyond reason and I can't…" He finally broke down, his body dropping to the ground as he started to cry. Tsuki wrapped her brother in her hold, trying to tell him that it would be all right, that their messiah would take care of them, and she would as well.

Omochi watched from a tree with disgust. The assignment was a failure, as was Tisha. It left with only one thought in mind, would she take care of him as she did those two?

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AN: Oh yeah! Tisha is now on the good side, I couldn't make twins enemies, I'm a twin after all and I just love my sister… most of the time any way. I hope you like it, though I'm not good at fighting scenes, I thought this was done quite well for me. (Remembers various sized bowling balls all the color pink…)

Jay: sorry about that thing… I'm just not very good with naming things I don't really understand on real names (even if its something I really know). So, sorry if I offended you in any way, it was an accident on my behalf, for I don't have a lot of country pride, or nation pride, or heritage, but I have my own pride and that for my family. And for the sizes of Kenshin's dragon forms; for the small one, think of the small dragon from Mulan, and for the bigger size, the DBZ dragon, just smaller.

Michy: Thank you… I don't know what else to stay, cause I never heard of someone staying up until four in the morning to read all the chapters on a story that is up (I can't stay up until like… 2 am). So, thank you.

Thank you to my wonderful reviewers, and, sense Resident Vampire has been put up, I want to start putting another one up, but I can't really decide it's the hard times in life. So, here are the descriptions of the ones I want to put up (if I can explain for one).

Spricing Fun: Akira and Kaoru are kids to a mad scientist who gives them the power to change their forms, i.e. morph into the forms of three of their past lives. They are the first, as others only get to go with one. But this life isn't all fun and games, for moving to Tokyo with the bad feeling to live with your brother after the murder of you friend, life just goes down hill.

Untitled: The sequel to another story online some where, and ff.net if it wasn't taken done (I think it was called Fallen Angel). Everyone is reborn and meets up again, but there's a problem, someone's after the girl you know you love and want to be with, just like in the past (i.e. Gohei). There's another thing, he can jump from a two story window and regenerates like a vampire! (I can't help but add a little super natural thing, its my style. ^.^)