The Abandoned Kit
Yuusuke discovers a child yoko while in a Makai city.and brings him home. What to do with a demon child? Especially when one does not know how to train his powers.
HxK refrences to YxK
Pg-pg-13
The city pup:
Yusuke eyed the city around him- more like the slums, with disdain. Outside, he kept a fierce sense of power about him, while remaining just one of the crowd. Of course, Yusuke didn't like going to the Makai, not his home turf, that equals instant disadvantage and weakness, when one doesn't appear at home. Inside, Yusuke was at turmoil with himself. His instincts were yelling at him from the top of their lungs.
Which they were, and why, Yusuke couldn't place. But they'd been bugging him- quietly whispering that he needed to go to the Demon world. and FAST! So, here he was.
In the slums, where his 'inner voices', were loudest. His head turned side, supposedly taking in all the demons around him, but in truth, he was searching for the answer. The slums was a dirty place, where demons moved almost single file into slaughter houses, barns, tournaments- kami-sama, he'd must have seen at least three die without so much as lifting a finger! Trash, beer, liquids, blood- were everywhere. And amidst this, in a filthy ally, one probably festering with disease and bloodthirsty monsters, came Yusuke's answers. Cocking an eye brow, at a soft rumbling echoing from the very end, Yusuke ventured un-caring like into the ally, not drawing attention to himself.
Here, two things happened, deep within Yusuke's mind. One, his danger instinct was telling him this isn't a very good idea, while the other was practically deafening. Inside this alley-way, it was as though no light was allowed, if it weren't for a soft glowing as if behind water, or what it would appear should darkness try to rip light from a being, Yusuke was sure he would have at least turned back.
Creeping closer, the low rumbling grew louder, and some features of the glow could be made. A small form, long slightly curly wavy golden hair, the color of wheat of sunlight, shined softly in the light of the fire. The fire, which its light looked as if to be ripped from it, illuminated the creature fully.
It was a child, Yusuke realized, startled. The child's pale face was staring at him intently. Golden eyes, pierced with a black stripe down the center. The child was squatting, by the dying fire. The most distinctive parts, (the one's that caught Yusuke's eye) were the golden ears, and the white-tipped golden tail sticking out of the tailbone above the butt of the kid, it twitched slightly, and the ears perked to every little sound in the alley.
It was- HE was, (little kit got no close.*sniff* poor thing) grumbling to himself, in another tongue, and growling (a little bumbly) in the back of it's throat. They stared at each-other for a very long time. Hours, even. Finally, the little kit began to relax, only enough to begin shivering. The fire had had it's life sucked out of it. Dawn had come, but with it no heat had come to the out of the way place. 'Why, he's cold! Where are the others??? I thought youko traveled in packs!' Yusuke took a step closer, removing his jacket, and, showing it to the little kit, stepped closer.
Startled, the kit gasped and ran behind the ashes of the fire, grabbing a few and rubbing them on its arms, hoping (obviously) to either convince Yusuke he was fine and so to get him to leave, or just put some semblance of fear into Yusuke.
Neither worked. The youko continued to shiver, though huddled against himself. Sighing, Yusuke completed the journey between them and grabbed the kit, before he could bolt.
He squeaked, complained and tried to get away, but Yusuke rapped the warm jacket around his frail and small form, before he knew it, was asleep in warmth. Yusuke sighed. He looked over the alley again, and shivered himself.
Getting out quickly and inconspicuously, was easy, for all had fled the sun. The kit wrapped safely in his arms, Yusuke exited from the Demon world, and back to the Human realm.
10:23 am, Genkai's temple
Genkai wasn't surprised when Yusuke suddenly came out of a portal. She'd been expecting him- even with a few scrapes, 'course, she did NOT expect a little fox spirit in Yusuke's jacket sleeping in warmth for what may be the first time in forever. "Genkai." He stated calmly. She stared up at him. "He's a-" a curt nod. "Like-" again, a curt nod. She studied the peaceful (yet ashen) face of the kit. "Why-" "I don't know. I couldn't leave him." Genkai nodded, considering. "What do we do?" "'What do we do'? We take care of him, and YOU take him home!" the old woman declared. "Wha-" he sweat dropped. "What did you name him?" There was a long silence. "Kurama." Yusuke said quietly. Genkai looked up at him, startled and distraught at the same time. "Are you sure? Do you want to name him that? After-" "Yea. It fits. Yoko to Yoko, right?" "...You know you'll have to take responsibility for him." "I know." "If you took care of him like it looks you did, then he's going to have imprinted you. He-" she was interrupted.
"WHAT'S UP, YUSUKE?!" A loud, obnoxious, and booming voice rang over them, startling them both.
"K-Kuwabara! Shh!" Yusuke gestured wildly. Kazuma remained oblivious.
"HELLO, GENKAI-BASSAN!!!"
"Kazuma!!!!! Silence yourself!" she commanded, but it was to late, the damage was done. Sleepy yellow eyes opened.
"talking in yoko language?!" he looked at Yusuke. "talks in own languagepa.pa!" the wind blew Dramatically in the background, ruffling long golden hair.
"Papa?" Yusuke sweat dropped. "'Pa..pa'? " he repeated, unnerved. Wide yellow eyes blinked and looked at him. "Papa?" he asked again. Yusuke looked up at Kazuma. As did the little Yoko. As soon as the loud voice and large man connected, it had.. well.
"!? hiss...sss!!" suddenly bristling, the little yoko clambered out of Yusuke's jacket, and hid behind him. Still hissing at Kazuma. He grabbed Yusuke's hair, calling, "Papa! Papa!" over and over, before bolting passed them all, and into the temple, even stopping to close the door.
A whole second passed before Yusuke was on his feet, running after the kit, calling, "Kurama! Kurama, it's okay!" The door slammed behind him and opened again a little from the force.
Kuwabara was stunned. A naked, golden hair /yoko/ just hissed and ran away from him, and Yusuke called after him as he ran, Genkai stared up at him with anger. "Wait. did he say.. Kurama?!" Genkai nodded slowly, sitting to the ground, eyes upon it. "I'm afraid he did. The kit's name is Kurama." Kuwabara passes out.. Now.
Time: 3:45 56sec. Date: Tuesday, August 3rd, Genkai's temple: "Well, I found him." Yusuke says, after Genkai and Kazuma enter and re- enter the temple. "Great. Where?" Genkai asked. "Um.. the little one ran into me, and Yusuke found him, before he could run off again." Said a timid girl in a pale uniform and light blue/green hair.
"Good. Where's the boy now?" "Asleep." They look at Yusuke, who was just now descending the steps. "Ah." Silence befell them. "We, .should talk." They nod. ```````````````````` ".and that what happened." Yusuke left out that he had named the boy Kurama.
The people around him looked grave. Considering this turn of events. "So, I've decided to take care of him. it's what- it's the right thing to do." Yusuke declared. "You're right, Yusuke, it is very odd the boy would be abandoned like that. But then again." All were quiet, it was hard to figure out to do, when the one you were considering is sleeping just upstairs. "It's getting late. Maybe we should go to bed."
They looked at him, concern mixed with great amusement and curiosity on their faces. " Yusuke, you do realize it is not even dark out, right?" Kuwabara asked. Yusuke stood, and after mentioning that he was tired, and went to his room on the bottom floor. They stared at each other.
12:59:13 Wednesday August 4th: The night had been peaceful enough, Kurama tucked in soundly, everyone asleep. There was nothing wrong with this scene, ..'cept for the bundle of gold that scampered down the steps around 2 or 3 am on all fours. It leapt over small bundles of clothing that littered the hallways, and stopped at one door. It slid silently open.
Kurama, a bundle of innocent gold* (no pun.) was, in an ungraceful panic, trying to wake Yusuke. He'd found the lump which he associated with his papa, all he had to do now, was pounce. Lowering himself further on all fours to the floor, Kurama backed up as step, before leaping on top of the still (if snoring) lump.
"Ya~ah!!" Yusuke shot bolt upright upon feeling something small and soft on top of him.
Looking about wildly, Yusuke didn't notice the slightly pouting, scowling yoko that had been thrown off his chest when he shot up.
What did he do? He jumped right back! If Yusuke was startled when the thing FIRST leapt on him, imagine his surprise at being tackled again! "oof! What the-" he blinked. "babble.." The kit in his lap continued to babble in his own musical language. Yusuke stared at him.
"What's wrong, Kurama? You hungry?" 'Hungry' was a word Kurama knew, but he shook his head 'no', violently, whipping gold everywhere, before it rest around him again. Yusuke continued to guess, until, it clicked. As suddenly as if it were Kurama tackling him. "Is there someone here?!" Kurama cocked his head and looked confused.
"Danger?" Kurama's eyes widened, Yusuke hoped he hadn't taken it wrong. He didn't. Kurama nodded, and pointed up. "Upstairs?!" now he was truly worried. "Are you okay?" he questioned, knowing it was a little late. (and obvious!) "Okay!" Kurama mimicked. Yusuke calmed slightly. He got up, and began walking out of the room.
Yukina had been wakened by the sound of feet running awkwardly down the stairs, and had come out just in time to catch Yusuke before he ran upstairs. She rubs her eyes tiredly. "Here, take him." Wide awake now, Yukina found her arms full of yoko and tickly gold hair.
"Yusuke??!" she asked, worried. He motions her to be quieter. "Kurama says there's someone upstairs." He whispers. Yukinas eyes widen. He looks like he's thinking, for a moment. "Come to think of it, I DO feel some dark chi.Anyways, watch him. If thinks get bad, get Genkai." Yukina nods, and Yusuke quickly jogs upstairs.
The dark chi grew stronger as he neared the room Kurama was in. 'I don't like that. Kurama was in a room with something else. He could have been hurt. Then it would have been my fault!' He grabbed the handle to the door and yanked it open. Yusuke stopped in his tracks his mouth wide and gapping.
End part one!!!
Haha. this fic is old as anything. Practically a dinosaur. But I still like it. And I didn't feel re-writing it much. So, enjoy it? Lemme KNOW!^^ Kay? C/C+flames welcome!
Yuusuke discovers a child yoko while in a Makai city.and brings him home. What to do with a demon child? Especially when one does not know how to train his powers.
HxK refrences to YxK
Pg-pg-13
The city pup:
Yusuke eyed the city around him- more like the slums, with disdain. Outside, he kept a fierce sense of power about him, while remaining just one of the crowd. Of course, Yusuke didn't like going to the Makai, not his home turf, that equals instant disadvantage and weakness, when one doesn't appear at home. Inside, Yusuke was at turmoil with himself. His instincts were yelling at him from the top of their lungs.
Which they were, and why, Yusuke couldn't place. But they'd been bugging him- quietly whispering that he needed to go to the Demon world. and FAST! So, here he was.
In the slums, where his 'inner voices', were loudest. His head turned side, supposedly taking in all the demons around him, but in truth, he was searching for the answer. The slums was a dirty place, where demons moved almost single file into slaughter houses, barns, tournaments- kami-sama, he'd must have seen at least three die without so much as lifting a finger! Trash, beer, liquids, blood- were everywhere. And amidst this, in a filthy ally, one probably festering with disease and bloodthirsty monsters, came Yusuke's answers. Cocking an eye brow, at a soft rumbling echoing from the very end, Yusuke ventured un-caring like into the ally, not drawing attention to himself.
Here, two things happened, deep within Yusuke's mind. One, his danger instinct was telling him this isn't a very good idea, while the other was practically deafening. Inside this alley-way, it was as though no light was allowed, if it weren't for a soft glowing as if behind water, or what it would appear should darkness try to rip light from a being, Yusuke was sure he would have at least turned back.
Creeping closer, the low rumbling grew louder, and some features of the glow could be made. A small form, long slightly curly wavy golden hair, the color of wheat of sunlight, shined softly in the light of the fire. The fire, which its light looked as if to be ripped from it, illuminated the creature fully.
It was a child, Yusuke realized, startled. The child's pale face was staring at him intently. Golden eyes, pierced with a black stripe down the center. The child was squatting, by the dying fire. The most distinctive parts, (the one's that caught Yusuke's eye) were the golden ears, and the white-tipped golden tail sticking out of the tailbone above the butt of the kid, it twitched slightly, and the ears perked to every little sound in the alley.
It was- HE was, (little kit got no close.*sniff* poor thing) grumbling to himself, in another tongue, and growling (a little bumbly) in the back of it's throat. They stared at each-other for a very long time. Hours, even. Finally, the little kit began to relax, only enough to begin shivering. The fire had had it's life sucked out of it. Dawn had come, but with it no heat had come to the out of the way place. 'Why, he's cold! Where are the others??? I thought youko traveled in packs!' Yusuke took a step closer, removing his jacket, and, showing it to the little kit, stepped closer.
Startled, the kit gasped and ran behind the ashes of the fire, grabbing a few and rubbing them on its arms, hoping (obviously) to either convince Yusuke he was fine and so to get him to leave, or just put some semblance of fear into Yusuke.
Neither worked. The youko continued to shiver, though huddled against himself. Sighing, Yusuke completed the journey between them and grabbed the kit, before he could bolt.
He squeaked, complained and tried to get away, but Yusuke rapped the warm jacket around his frail and small form, before he knew it, was asleep in warmth. Yusuke sighed. He looked over the alley again, and shivered himself.
Getting out quickly and inconspicuously, was easy, for all had fled the sun. The kit wrapped safely in his arms, Yusuke exited from the Demon world, and back to the Human realm.
10:23 am, Genkai's temple
Genkai wasn't surprised when Yusuke suddenly came out of a portal. She'd been expecting him- even with a few scrapes, 'course, she did NOT expect a little fox spirit in Yusuke's jacket sleeping in warmth for what may be the first time in forever. "Genkai." He stated calmly. She stared up at him. "He's a-" a curt nod. "Like-" again, a curt nod. She studied the peaceful (yet ashen) face of the kit. "Why-" "I don't know. I couldn't leave him." Genkai nodded, considering. "What do we do?" "'What do we do'? We take care of him, and YOU take him home!" the old woman declared. "Wha-" he sweat dropped. "What did you name him?" There was a long silence. "Kurama." Yusuke said quietly. Genkai looked up at him, startled and distraught at the same time. "Are you sure? Do you want to name him that? After-" "Yea. It fits. Yoko to Yoko, right?" "...You know you'll have to take responsibility for him." "I know." "If you took care of him like it looks you did, then he's going to have imprinted you. He-" she was interrupted.
"WHAT'S UP, YUSUKE?!" A loud, obnoxious, and booming voice rang over them, startling them both.
"K-Kuwabara! Shh!" Yusuke gestured wildly. Kazuma remained oblivious.
"HELLO, GENKAI-BASSAN!!!"
"Kazuma!!!!! Silence yourself!" she commanded, but it was to late, the damage was done. Sleepy yellow eyes opened.
"talking in yoko language?!" he looked at Yusuke. "talks in own languagepa.pa!" the wind blew Dramatically in the background, ruffling long golden hair.
"Papa?" Yusuke sweat dropped. "'Pa..pa'? " he repeated, unnerved. Wide yellow eyes blinked and looked at him. "Papa?" he asked again. Yusuke looked up at Kazuma. As did the little Yoko. As soon as the loud voice and large man connected, it had.. well.
"!? hiss...sss!!" suddenly bristling, the little yoko clambered out of Yusuke's jacket, and hid behind him. Still hissing at Kazuma. He grabbed Yusuke's hair, calling, "Papa! Papa!" over and over, before bolting passed them all, and into the temple, even stopping to close the door.
A whole second passed before Yusuke was on his feet, running after the kit, calling, "Kurama! Kurama, it's okay!" The door slammed behind him and opened again a little from the force.
Kuwabara was stunned. A naked, golden hair /yoko/ just hissed and ran away from him, and Yusuke called after him as he ran, Genkai stared up at him with anger. "Wait. did he say.. Kurama?!" Genkai nodded slowly, sitting to the ground, eyes upon it. "I'm afraid he did. The kit's name is Kurama." Kuwabara passes out.. Now.
Time: 3:45 56sec. Date: Tuesday, August 3rd, Genkai's temple: "Well, I found him." Yusuke says, after Genkai and Kazuma enter and re- enter the temple. "Great. Where?" Genkai asked. "Um.. the little one ran into me, and Yusuke found him, before he could run off again." Said a timid girl in a pale uniform and light blue/green hair.
"Good. Where's the boy now?" "Asleep." They look at Yusuke, who was just now descending the steps. "Ah." Silence befell them. "We, .should talk." They nod. ```````````````````` ".and that what happened." Yusuke left out that he had named the boy Kurama.
The people around him looked grave. Considering this turn of events. "So, I've decided to take care of him. it's what- it's the right thing to do." Yusuke declared. "You're right, Yusuke, it is very odd the boy would be abandoned like that. But then again." All were quiet, it was hard to figure out to do, when the one you were considering is sleeping just upstairs. "It's getting late. Maybe we should go to bed."
They looked at him, concern mixed with great amusement and curiosity on their faces. " Yusuke, you do realize it is not even dark out, right?" Kuwabara asked. Yusuke stood, and after mentioning that he was tired, and went to his room on the bottom floor. They stared at each other.
12:59:13 Wednesday August 4th: The night had been peaceful enough, Kurama tucked in soundly, everyone asleep. There was nothing wrong with this scene, ..'cept for the bundle of gold that scampered down the steps around 2 or 3 am on all fours. It leapt over small bundles of clothing that littered the hallways, and stopped at one door. It slid silently open.
Kurama, a bundle of innocent gold* (no pun.) was, in an ungraceful panic, trying to wake Yusuke. He'd found the lump which he associated with his papa, all he had to do now, was pounce. Lowering himself further on all fours to the floor, Kurama backed up as step, before leaping on top of the still (if snoring) lump.
"Ya~ah!!" Yusuke shot bolt upright upon feeling something small and soft on top of him.
Looking about wildly, Yusuke didn't notice the slightly pouting, scowling yoko that had been thrown off his chest when he shot up.
What did he do? He jumped right back! If Yusuke was startled when the thing FIRST leapt on him, imagine his surprise at being tackled again! "oof! What the-" he blinked. "babble.." The kit in his lap continued to babble in his own musical language. Yusuke stared at him.
"What's wrong, Kurama? You hungry?" 'Hungry' was a word Kurama knew, but he shook his head 'no', violently, whipping gold everywhere, before it rest around him again. Yusuke continued to guess, until, it clicked. As suddenly as if it were Kurama tackling him. "Is there someone here?!" Kurama cocked his head and looked confused.
"Danger?" Kurama's eyes widened, Yusuke hoped he hadn't taken it wrong. He didn't. Kurama nodded, and pointed up. "Upstairs?!" now he was truly worried. "Are you okay?" he questioned, knowing it was a little late. (and obvious!) "Okay!" Kurama mimicked. Yusuke calmed slightly. He got up, and began walking out of the room.
Yukina had been wakened by the sound of feet running awkwardly down the stairs, and had come out just in time to catch Yusuke before he ran upstairs. She rubs her eyes tiredly. "Here, take him." Wide awake now, Yukina found her arms full of yoko and tickly gold hair.
"Yusuke??!" she asked, worried. He motions her to be quieter. "Kurama says there's someone upstairs." He whispers. Yukinas eyes widen. He looks like he's thinking, for a moment. "Come to think of it, I DO feel some dark chi.Anyways, watch him. If thinks get bad, get Genkai." Yukina nods, and Yusuke quickly jogs upstairs.
The dark chi grew stronger as he neared the room Kurama was in. 'I don't like that. Kurama was in a room with something else. He could have been hurt. Then it would have been my fault!' He grabbed the handle to the door and yanked it open. Yusuke stopped in his tracks his mouth wide and gapping.
End part one!!!
Haha. this fic is old as anything. Practically a dinosaur. But I still like it. And I didn't feel re-writing it much. So, enjoy it? Lemme KNOW!^^ Kay? C/C+flames welcome!