Glossary:
Ankoku Kyou - Darkness Mirror (Forlorn Hope in the English version.)
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Gingitsune - Silver Fox
The sound of a bell chimes in the background of a semi crowded room. The shrill sound
of adolescent, no adult ningen voices screaming followed by the thunderous sound of a
herd. What could cause such a horrific yet satisfying sound. Ah yes, he could now recall
the three week break from school.
Ningen schools were indeed interesting, torture the children for three straight months
allowing a single day's break after six consecutive days work, then allow them to think
they are free for a meager three weeks before forcing them back to toil building their
feeble minds, promising them that which shall never be touched upon by a majority of
them. Power, prestige, recognition he had no pity for these ningen, merely a sense of
understanding. He had put up with this toil for the seventeen years he has inhabited this
ningen body.
The trip to the Makai had been two years ago. Youko Kurama Has been a busy soul,
above all else he found himself to be able to build the strength to over power Shuuichi
once a month, not enough unfortunately and not very long. He had considered stealing
the Ankoku Kyou but it would destroy him as well, that and Yusuke destroyed the mirror,
the resident spirit surely is not content. Perhaps he would ask Hiei, after all he did seem
to have a fair amount of knowledge on more obsure things. Yes, that seemed to be the
most feasible course of action. How could he trust those other two Ningen no that was
incorrect, Ningen and Taiyoukai. Still the Taiyoukai was born ningen making him
untrustworthy in the Gingitsune's eyes. Hiei was borderline, sure Hiei knew Shuuichi and
was rather civilized towards him, but would Hiei even take the time to listen to a Youkai
he barely knew? Verily there was only one way to find out. There was a mere twenty-eight hours
before he could force the Ningen soul to submit. At this point he was nothing, if not
patient.
Silently he steps out of the now vacant room, arms clasped ever so gently behind his back
for a rare moment he had to concur with his ningen warden in the fact that silence was
golden. The school halls devoid of life, both human and youkai, allowed for the red
haired vessel's foot steps to echo maliciously throughout the length of the corridor. It was
no surprise that a majority of the lockers had been left ajar, several of which seemed to
have been torn from their hinges. Did not the Ningen fools realize they would have to use
them once more in less than a month's time? For one brief moment he considered
plundering the riches of the few lockers that still retained their locks in good faith they
would be unhindered. It was at that moment he could feel his oppressor chastising him
for his off thought, as if he, the Legendary Thief, should not ponder the value of others
property. He decided to keep silent the rest of the day, he was in too decent of a mood to
have it torn to shreds. A mere day, that was all he would have to wait before he could
hopefully find a way to free himself from this prison.
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Aikousha no Gingitsune.
Devoted Fan of the Silver Fox
Konada Mikari
Ankoku Kyou - Darkness Mirror (Forlorn Hope in the English version.)
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Gingitsune - Silver Fox
The sound of a bell chimes in the background of a semi crowded room. The shrill sound
of adolescent, no adult ningen voices screaming followed by the thunderous sound of a
herd. What could cause such a horrific yet satisfying sound. Ah yes, he could now recall
the three week break from school.
Ningen schools were indeed interesting, torture the children for three straight months
allowing a single day's break after six consecutive days work, then allow them to think
they are free for a meager three weeks before forcing them back to toil building their
feeble minds, promising them that which shall never be touched upon by a majority of
them. Power, prestige, recognition he had no pity for these ningen, merely a sense of
understanding. He had put up with this toil for the seventeen years he has inhabited this
ningen body.
The trip to the Makai had been two years ago. Youko Kurama Has been a busy soul,
above all else he found himself to be able to build the strength to over power Shuuichi
once a month, not enough unfortunately and not very long. He had considered stealing
the Ankoku Kyou but it would destroy him as well, that and Yusuke destroyed the mirror,
the resident spirit surely is not content. Perhaps he would ask Hiei, after all he did seem
to have a fair amount of knowledge on more obsure things. Yes, that seemed to be the
most feasible course of action. How could he trust those other two Ningen no that was
incorrect, Ningen and Taiyoukai. Still the Taiyoukai was born ningen making him
untrustworthy in the Gingitsune's eyes. Hiei was borderline, sure Hiei knew Shuuichi and
was rather civilized towards him, but would Hiei even take the time to listen to a Youkai
he barely knew? Verily there was only one way to find out. There was a mere twenty-eight hours
before he could force the Ningen soul to submit. At this point he was nothing, if not
patient.
Silently he steps out of the now vacant room, arms clasped ever so gently behind his back
for a rare moment he had to concur with his ningen warden in the fact that silence was
golden. The school halls devoid of life, both human and youkai, allowed for the red
haired vessel's foot steps to echo maliciously throughout the length of the corridor. It was
no surprise that a majority of the lockers had been left ajar, several of which seemed to
have been torn from their hinges. Did not the Ningen fools realize they would have to use
them once more in less than a month's time? For one brief moment he considered
plundering the riches of the few lockers that still retained their locks in good faith they
would be unhindered. It was at that moment he could feel his oppressor chastising him
for his off thought, as if he, the Legendary Thief, should not ponder the value of others
property. He decided to keep silent the rest of the day, he was in too decent of a mood to
have it torn to shreds. A mere day, that was all he would have to wait before he could
hopefully find a way to free himself from this prison.
~Thank You Fey Wind for your review. Now that I know I have a reader I will continue with the updates. I value reviews so, send them in!
Devoted Fan of the Silver Fox
Konada Mikari