Disclaimer;
I don't own Fruits Basket or any of the characters from it. I do own Kenneth, Ryu, and everyone else at Shinobi Academy.
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~~~~~~~~~At Souma House~~~~~~~~~~
"Akito-sama?" Hatori questioned softly. He was kneeling a couple of feet away from the head of the Souma family.
It was late evening and the head of the family was draped out of the circular window in his room. His dark hair was falling into his eyes and he had an emotionless look on his face. He pulled looking dead off too easily for the doctor's taste.
Akito raised his head slightly from where it was resting on his arms. "What is it, Hatori?" he asked, his voice falling softly from barely moving lips.
"It's about Kisa."
Akito pulled away from the window abruptly and snapped it shut with an audible click. "Has she been located then?" he asked. There was a mad glint in his gray eyes now, a look that made Hatori glad that Kisa hadn't been heard of at all for over a month.
"No, we did locate her father though. . . . . . . " Hatori said softly.
"Where?" Akito demanded softly. "Why didn't you bring him here? I wanted to have words with him." The black haired youth was now coaxing a small white bird on the tip on his finger. "Tell me, what did he do with my tiger?"
"We caught up with him near Kyoto. He wasn't brought back because we weren't the first ones to catch up with him," Hatori said. "He - "
"What do you mean? Who else was pursuing him?" Akito demanded.
"I don't know," Hatori said, there was a hint of anger in his words and Akito noticed it right away.
"Hatori," he warned the dragon, a dangerous note in his voice. "Don't you even start to get mad at me. Just tell me what I want to know."
"And what might that be?" Hatori asked, looking down at his hands and letting his anger at Kisa's father slip away from him.
Akito spent several moments staring at the white bird. "I should have thought that would be obvious. I want you to bring Kisa back here RIGHT NOW!" His demand ended in a shout that sent the white bird fluttering away from him. His turbulent gaze swept upwards and locked on Hatori's. "Well?! Tell me, have you recovered her yet?!"
Hatori looked away, not wanting to face Akito's wrath with the words he was about to say.
"Don't look away from me!" Akito snarled. He reached over and roughly seized Hatori's chin and forced him to look back at him. "Now! Tell me!"
"Her father was found murdered for unknown reasons in a park in Kyoto. He had all of his money and identification on him - "
"You say 'murdered' how do you know that he didn't just die of natural cau-" Akito began to say.
"Stop it!" Hatori snapped. "He was covered in blood. He had been stabbed at least forty times by some sort of bladed weapon and had small throwing stars embedded in his throat. Don't question my choice of words!"
It was the wrong thing to say. Akito slapped him across the face and flopped down on his futon. He didn't say anything, but he watched Hatori carefully, listening attentively for what was bound to be said next.
"There was a message on the body. It said, "You should have kept your son at home. He doesn't belong here.' It wasn't signed and . . . . . I . . . . it was referring to Kisa," he said with sudden certainty. I don't - "
"So she's dead then?" Akito asked softly. He sounded angry, but didn't make any other comments or even raise his voice.
"It is likely." Hatori hated to say that. It was his job to keep the Juunishi in good shape and if a member was dead it made him partially to blame.
"Then . . . .there will be a new tiger in the family shortly. Keep a watch on all the pregnant females and let me know when our new tiger arrives."
Hatori bowed from his knees and made to leave the room.
"Oh, and Hatori, when she or he is found. . . the new tiger that is. . . . . the child will be staying at the main house with me regardless of how the parents feel." The tone and look that Akito was portraying dared anyone to challenge him.
Hatori didn't take the dare. "Of course," he said and left the room. He still had to tell the other members that Kisa was dead. He sighed. Somehow he knew that it wasn't going to go very well.
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~~~~~In the Amazon~~~~~
Kisa woke with gnarly roots and sharp rocks digging into her back. The foreign sounds of tropical birds met her ears and the rich jungle smells engulfed her sense of smell in a wave of sweet smelling air.
Her body, on top of all of her injuries, was itchy. She reached her hand up to her face, slapping at her cheek and opening her eyes.
A wave of pain shot from her palm to her shoulder as she aggravated the shuriken caused injury. Almost worse then the pain was the sight that met her honey brown eyes.
A visible swarm of bugs hovered around her, buzzing loudly and swooping in to drink her blood in a never ending chain. Her arms, now that she was looking at them, were covered in small red bumps that stood testament to her time on the menu. Along with the bites were gashes of varying depths that had been caused by Mitsu and Ryu.
She spent several moments mindlessly scratching at her bug bites before she thought about anything. Her entire situation was a little much for a thirteen year old girl. She wasn't supposed to be lost in the Amazon Jungle, warding off bugs and being hunted by two trained ninjas.
She swatted at another bug and ended up hitting a particularly nasty gash on her forearm. Staring at the injury, it occurred to her that she should stop the blood flow.
The wound was only oozing a little bit of blood right now. When she transformed, her fur had acted as a stopper to losing too much blood. It would probably need to be cleaned, but in the meantime wrapping it up would probably be a good idea.
She reached for the bandages that she had been wrapping her growing chest down with. To her surprise her fingers met only bare skin. A quick examination showed that she was completely naked and there was no sign of her clothes anywhere.
"Na-na-nani!" she stammered in confusion.
Then she remembered. After transforming, she had kept going. She hadn't stopped to see what Mitsu and Ryu were going to do after they found her clothes. She had run as far as she could as fast as she could.
Then she had passed out.
Like always, transforming left her naked to the world. Usually she had some sort of clothes available when she came back. Usually she wasn't in a jungle.
Of course, usually she wouldn't feel so calm about the situation. A surreal feeling had stolen over her, making her calm and disconnected from her plight. She wasn't really sure that was a good thing, but she wasn't alarmed at her lack of knowledge.
There was one good thing about being in a jungle, she decided as she began to trek back to where her clothes might still be. In a jungle, she didn't have to worry about anyone coming along and finding her naked. She didn't have to worry about being discovered as either a girl or a tiger. None of that mattered to anyone around her.
The babbling of a river drew her wayward attention away from her clothing trek. It didn't really matter if she took her time in getting her clothes. It was bound to be there when she got there and if it wasn't, then Ryu had taken it and probably had deducted that she was a girl by now.
She knelt down beside the crystal clear stream she had heard laughing and splashed water in her face.
If Ryu did know that she was a girl now, then the only way she wouldn't be able to return to Shinobi Academy and no one would be mad at him for trying to kill her. They would take his side and her father would hear that she wasn't in the Academy anymore. Then, he would probably carry out his threat and kill her mother.
The ripples created by her cupped hands faded away and she starred at herself hard. Her brown eyes stared back and her small features looked smudged and tired. Her hair was embarrassingly short and boyish, but that had been the idea. To her own eyes, she looked like a girl who wanted to be a boy.
It was hard to believe that any of the ninjas had been fooled. She shook her head, trying to keep her thoughts in line. She had been trying to think about what she should do if her secret had been discovered.
The water stared back at her and she found herself slipping into the water and closing her eyes.
"If I prove that I'm a good ninja, then they'll keep me at the school," she said out loud. "There is one girl there, Frost's sister. . . . . " her voice trailed off as she thought of the leader of her cell.
It hadn't been fair that he had died, but even worse then that was the death of Kenneth, the one person she could secretly call her friend at the school - although he probably wouldn't like her saying or thinking that.
She shook her head, still trying to reign in her thoughts. "Right, so if I complete the mission and return, then they'll feel more inclined to believe me, ne?" she asked herself.
It was an easy assumption to make, but she hadn't really been given many details about their mission.
She started washing her bug bitten and bloodied skin absently as she turned the problem over. There was a slim chance that she could find Xeo's hideout in the jungle by herself. That chance was made smaller by the lack of knowledge she possessed of him.
'On the other hand,' she thought as she lowered herself under that water and rinsed out her short, amber hair, 'If I find that girls' school, there's a chance that they can help with my mission objectives.'
That choice seemed easier, but she really didn't want to take it. What would the girls say to her? It was in her experience that girls were more critical then boys and with the exception of Tohru and her mother, she hadn't ever gotten along with any of them. They would probably just make fun of her boyish, amber hair and small size.
She surfaced, still lost in thought about how to proceed with catching Xeo.
"Well, I certainly didn't expect to see a pretty young girl bathing in the river," a man's voice crossed that water and reached her ears and the water trickled out of them.
Kisa ducked down into the water instinctively. "Who are you?!" she shouted, her voice panicked. Whoever it was had come out of no where. She looked at the person with a full glare on her face.
The young man leaning against a tree started to laugh and stepped foreword, his dark eyes and hair clashing with the vibrant green of the jungle. "I should be asking you that - ninja!" he said with a dastardly look in his eyes.
Kisa blinked. He looked . . . . sharp for lack of a better word. He looked talented and he didn't look compromising at all. His black hair was long and pulled back in a samurai's ponytail. His eyes were midnight blue and almost black. They were also fixed on her.
She screamed and started to splash water at him, knowing even as she did so that it was useless and the man was a ninja himself. Of course the water was serving her purposes.
It made him confused. He had tagged her as a female ninja, but if that were true, then why was she attacking him in a useless fashion?
"Don' look!" she screamed, her voice high and panicked. The panic was real, but the high, thin voice she was making was fake. When she panicked, she got quiet. "I'M NAKED! DON'T LOOK!" she screamed.
"Gomen nasai," he apologized and turned around. "It thought that you were someone else. . . . . . There are some people after me and I just presumed. . . . "
At that moment she knew that he was Xeo. She toyed with the idea of attacking him while his back was turned, but somehow she knew that she would die before she even got close to carrying that plan out.
"Do you have any clothes?" he asked, distracting her with his soft words.
"Iie," Kisa whispered. She couldn't go for her clothes now. They were a ninja style and combined with the weapons that would be with them. . . . he wasn't as stupid as she would have hoped he would be.
"Japanese?" he questioned. "What are you doing in South America?" The suspicion was back in his voice, but Kisa already had an excuse for her being there.
"I came with my father, but got lost while exploring the jungle. I lost my clothes a while ago while bathing. . . . . some sort of tiger chased me and I didn't dare go back for it."
Xeo nodded his head slightly. He believed her story. "Listen, I live pretty close to here. . . . or I'm staying close. . . . but anyway, you wait here and I'll go get you some clothes, ne?"
"That would be . . . . . nice," she said. She really wished that he hadn't been nice. She had been planning on killing him and taking the papers back to Shinobi Academy.
He nodded once and hurried off.
"Matte!" Kisa shouted and wished she hadn't. Saying, 'Why are you being nice - don't you know I'm supposed to kill you,' was somehow not the best thing to say.
He stopped but didn't turn around. "Hai?" he questioned.
Her growling stomach supplied her with an answer. "Could you bring me something to eat? I'm starving," she said.
He laughed. "I'll keep that in mind. Is there anything that you like in particular? I'll see if I can find some back home. . . . "
"At this point I'd eat just about anything," she confessed truthfully.
"Then I'll be back with the food," he promised. Then, without even being able to follow his movements, he was gone.
Kisa gathered some water in her hands, meaning to splash it in her face to try and clear her head. Her scabbing injury met her eyes. He would recognize it as a shuriken injury, she was sure of it.
Quickly she pulled a jagged rock from the bottom of the stream and reopened the wound, tearing the skin until any clean edges were gone. Then she did the same for her arms, legs, and back.
She worked quickly, ignoring the pain as best as she could. Then she summoned a large orange tiger to her and climbed out of the river. She stumbled immediately and asked the tiger to chase her.
He agreed and she took of running, making sure to fall often and coat her blood on the rocks. She also screamed once she was sure Xeo was far enough away from her not to get back too quickly.
Then she had the tiger claw her shoulders lightly and bid him to flee as heavy foot falls came closer.
Everything was all set now. Xeo would take her back to his place because he was a gentleman and then she would proceed with her mission from there. Even if she decided not to carry out her plan.
The last bushes keeping her from seeing Xeo were suddenly pushed aside. It wasn't Xeo that emerged from the bushes though.
His brown hair slightly tousled and his face covered in bug bites, Konimitsu smiled at her cruelly. "So you're a girl, are you?" he asked and drew his sword.
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Author's notes; Okay, I'm going to tell you now, I really don't like Mitsu and Ryu. That being said, let's continue with my notes.
I decided to add a little bit with the other Juunishi, mainly Hatori and Akito. For me, I believe that when one zodiac member dies, another child receives the curse of the animal that they were. So if, as they're assuming, Kisa died, a new tiger would possess the first child born after her death. That being said, I hope no one really disagrees and if anyone knows where a complete description of the curse is ( particularly the part about Akito ) I would appreciate it if you let me know.
Anyway, thanks to everyone that read and reviewed,
Kissa-chan
I don't own Fruits Basket or any of the characters from it. I do own Kenneth, Ryu, and everyone else at Shinobi Academy.
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~~~~~~~~~At Souma House~~~~~~~~~~
"Akito-sama?" Hatori questioned softly. He was kneeling a couple of feet away from the head of the Souma family.
It was late evening and the head of the family was draped out of the circular window in his room. His dark hair was falling into his eyes and he had an emotionless look on his face. He pulled looking dead off too easily for the doctor's taste.
Akito raised his head slightly from where it was resting on his arms. "What is it, Hatori?" he asked, his voice falling softly from barely moving lips.
"It's about Kisa."
Akito pulled away from the window abruptly and snapped it shut with an audible click. "Has she been located then?" he asked. There was a mad glint in his gray eyes now, a look that made Hatori glad that Kisa hadn't been heard of at all for over a month.
"No, we did locate her father though. . . . . . . " Hatori said softly.
"Where?" Akito demanded softly. "Why didn't you bring him here? I wanted to have words with him." The black haired youth was now coaxing a small white bird on the tip on his finger. "Tell me, what did he do with my tiger?"
"We caught up with him near Kyoto. He wasn't brought back because we weren't the first ones to catch up with him," Hatori said. "He - "
"What do you mean? Who else was pursuing him?" Akito demanded.
"I don't know," Hatori said, there was a hint of anger in his words and Akito noticed it right away.
"Hatori," he warned the dragon, a dangerous note in his voice. "Don't you even start to get mad at me. Just tell me what I want to know."
"And what might that be?" Hatori asked, looking down at his hands and letting his anger at Kisa's father slip away from him.
Akito spent several moments staring at the white bird. "I should have thought that would be obvious. I want you to bring Kisa back here RIGHT NOW!" His demand ended in a shout that sent the white bird fluttering away from him. His turbulent gaze swept upwards and locked on Hatori's. "Well?! Tell me, have you recovered her yet?!"
Hatori looked away, not wanting to face Akito's wrath with the words he was about to say.
"Don't look away from me!" Akito snarled. He reached over and roughly seized Hatori's chin and forced him to look back at him. "Now! Tell me!"
"Her father was found murdered for unknown reasons in a park in Kyoto. He had all of his money and identification on him - "
"You say 'murdered' how do you know that he didn't just die of natural cau-" Akito began to say.
"Stop it!" Hatori snapped. "He was covered in blood. He had been stabbed at least forty times by some sort of bladed weapon and had small throwing stars embedded in his throat. Don't question my choice of words!"
It was the wrong thing to say. Akito slapped him across the face and flopped down on his futon. He didn't say anything, but he watched Hatori carefully, listening attentively for what was bound to be said next.
"There was a message on the body. It said, "You should have kept your son at home. He doesn't belong here.' It wasn't signed and . . . . . I . . . . it was referring to Kisa," he said with sudden certainty. I don't - "
"So she's dead then?" Akito asked softly. He sounded angry, but didn't make any other comments or even raise his voice.
"It is likely." Hatori hated to say that. It was his job to keep the Juunishi in good shape and if a member was dead it made him partially to blame.
"Then . . . .there will be a new tiger in the family shortly. Keep a watch on all the pregnant females and let me know when our new tiger arrives."
Hatori bowed from his knees and made to leave the room.
"Oh, and Hatori, when she or he is found. . . the new tiger that is. . . . . the child will be staying at the main house with me regardless of how the parents feel." The tone and look that Akito was portraying dared anyone to challenge him.
Hatori didn't take the dare. "Of course," he said and left the room. He still had to tell the other members that Kisa was dead. He sighed. Somehow he knew that it wasn't going to go very well.
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~~~~~In the Amazon~~~~~
Kisa woke with gnarly roots and sharp rocks digging into her back. The foreign sounds of tropical birds met her ears and the rich jungle smells engulfed her sense of smell in a wave of sweet smelling air.
Her body, on top of all of her injuries, was itchy. She reached her hand up to her face, slapping at her cheek and opening her eyes.
A wave of pain shot from her palm to her shoulder as she aggravated the shuriken caused injury. Almost worse then the pain was the sight that met her honey brown eyes.
A visible swarm of bugs hovered around her, buzzing loudly and swooping in to drink her blood in a never ending chain. Her arms, now that she was looking at them, were covered in small red bumps that stood testament to her time on the menu. Along with the bites were gashes of varying depths that had been caused by Mitsu and Ryu.
She spent several moments mindlessly scratching at her bug bites before she thought about anything. Her entire situation was a little much for a thirteen year old girl. She wasn't supposed to be lost in the Amazon Jungle, warding off bugs and being hunted by two trained ninjas.
She swatted at another bug and ended up hitting a particularly nasty gash on her forearm. Staring at the injury, it occurred to her that she should stop the blood flow.
The wound was only oozing a little bit of blood right now. When she transformed, her fur had acted as a stopper to losing too much blood. It would probably need to be cleaned, but in the meantime wrapping it up would probably be a good idea.
She reached for the bandages that she had been wrapping her growing chest down with. To her surprise her fingers met only bare skin. A quick examination showed that she was completely naked and there was no sign of her clothes anywhere.
"Na-na-nani!" she stammered in confusion.
Then she remembered. After transforming, she had kept going. She hadn't stopped to see what Mitsu and Ryu were going to do after they found her clothes. She had run as far as she could as fast as she could.
Then she had passed out.
Like always, transforming left her naked to the world. Usually she had some sort of clothes available when she came back. Usually she wasn't in a jungle.
Of course, usually she wouldn't feel so calm about the situation. A surreal feeling had stolen over her, making her calm and disconnected from her plight. She wasn't really sure that was a good thing, but she wasn't alarmed at her lack of knowledge.
There was one good thing about being in a jungle, she decided as she began to trek back to where her clothes might still be. In a jungle, she didn't have to worry about anyone coming along and finding her naked. She didn't have to worry about being discovered as either a girl or a tiger. None of that mattered to anyone around her.
The babbling of a river drew her wayward attention away from her clothing trek. It didn't really matter if she took her time in getting her clothes. It was bound to be there when she got there and if it wasn't, then Ryu had taken it and probably had deducted that she was a girl by now.
She knelt down beside the crystal clear stream she had heard laughing and splashed water in her face.
If Ryu did know that she was a girl now, then the only way she wouldn't be able to return to Shinobi Academy and no one would be mad at him for trying to kill her. They would take his side and her father would hear that she wasn't in the Academy anymore. Then, he would probably carry out his threat and kill her mother.
The ripples created by her cupped hands faded away and she starred at herself hard. Her brown eyes stared back and her small features looked smudged and tired. Her hair was embarrassingly short and boyish, but that had been the idea. To her own eyes, she looked like a girl who wanted to be a boy.
It was hard to believe that any of the ninjas had been fooled. She shook her head, trying to keep her thoughts in line. She had been trying to think about what she should do if her secret had been discovered.
The water stared back at her and she found herself slipping into the water and closing her eyes.
"If I prove that I'm a good ninja, then they'll keep me at the school," she said out loud. "There is one girl there, Frost's sister. . . . . " her voice trailed off as she thought of the leader of her cell.
It hadn't been fair that he had died, but even worse then that was the death of Kenneth, the one person she could secretly call her friend at the school - although he probably wouldn't like her saying or thinking that.
She shook her head, still trying to reign in her thoughts. "Right, so if I complete the mission and return, then they'll feel more inclined to believe me, ne?" she asked herself.
It was an easy assumption to make, but she hadn't really been given many details about their mission.
She started washing her bug bitten and bloodied skin absently as she turned the problem over. There was a slim chance that she could find Xeo's hideout in the jungle by herself. That chance was made smaller by the lack of knowledge she possessed of him.
'On the other hand,' she thought as she lowered herself under that water and rinsed out her short, amber hair, 'If I find that girls' school, there's a chance that they can help with my mission objectives.'
That choice seemed easier, but she really didn't want to take it. What would the girls say to her? It was in her experience that girls were more critical then boys and with the exception of Tohru and her mother, she hadn't ever gotten along with any of them. They would probably just make fun of her boyish, amber hair and small size.
She surfaced, still lost in thought about how to proceed with catching Xeo.
"Well, I certainly didn't expect to see a pretty young girl bathing in the river," a man's voice crossed that water and reached her ears and the water trickled out of them.
Kisa ducked down into the water instinctively. "Who are you?!" she shouted, her voice panicked. Whoever it was had come out of no where. She looked at the person with a full glare on her face.
The young man leaning against a tree started to laugh and stepped foreword, his dark eyes and hair clashing with the vibrant green of the jungle. "I should be asking you that - ninja!" he said with a dastardly look in his eyes.
Kisa blinked. He looked . . . . sharp for lack of a better word. He looked talented and he didn't look compromising at all. His black hair was long and pulled back in a samurai's ponytail. His eyes were midnight blue and almost black. They were also fixed on her.
She screamed and started to splash water at him, knowing even as she did so that it was useless and the man was a ninja himself. Of course the water was serving her purposes.
It made him confused. He had tagged her as a female ninja, but if that were true, then why was she attacking him in a useless fashion?
"Don' look!" she screamed, her voice high and panicked. The panic was real, but the high, thin voice she was making was fake. When she panicked, she got quiet. "I'M NAKED! DON'T LOOK!" she screamed.
"Gomen nasai," he apologized and turned around. "It thought that you were someone else. . . . . . There are some people after me and I just presumed. . . . "
At that moment she knew that he was Xeo. She toyed with the idea of attacking him while his back was turned, but somehow she knew that she would die before she even got close to carrying that plan out.
"Do you have any clothes?" he asked, distracting her with his soft words.
"Iie," Kisa whispered. She couldn't go for her clothes now. They were a ninja style and combined with the weapons that would be with them. . . . he wasn't as stupid as she would have hoped he would be.
"Japanese?" he questioned. "What are you doing in South America?" The suspicion was back in his voice, but Kisa already had an excuse for her being there.
"I came with my father, but got lost while exploring the jungle. I lost my clothes a while ago while bathing. . . . . some sort of tiger chased me and I didn't dare go back for it."
Xeo nodded his head slightly. He believed her story. "Listen, I live pretty close to here. . . . or I'm staying close. . . . but anyway, you wait here and I'll go get you some clothes, ne?"
"That would be . . . . . nice," she said. She really wished that he hadn't been nice. She had been planning on killing him and taking the papers back to Shinobi Academy.
He nodded once and hurried off.
"Matte!" Kisa shouted and wished she hadn't. Saying, 'Why are you being nice - don't you know I'm supposed to kill you,' was somehow not the best thing to say.
He stopped but didn't turn around. "Hai?" he questioned.
Her growling stomach supplied her with an answer. "Could you bring me something to eat? I'm starving," she said.
He laughed. "I'll keep that in mind. Is there anything that you like in particular? I'll see if I can find some back home. . . . "
"At this point I'd eat just about anything," she confessed truthfully.
"Then I'll be back with the food," he promised. Then, without even being able to follow his movements, he was gone.
Kisa gathered some water in her hands, meaning to splash it in her face to try and clear her head. Her scabbing injury met her eyes. He would recognize it as a shuriken injury, she was sure of it.
Quickly she pulled a jagged rock from the bottom of the stream and reopened the wound, tearing the skin until any clean edges were gone. Then she did the same for her arms, legs, and back.
She worked quickly, ignoring the pain as best as she could. Then she summoned a large orange tiger to her and climbed out of the river. She stumbled immediately and asked the tiger to chase her.
He agreed and she took of running, making sure to fall often and coat her blood on the rocks. She also screamed once she was sure Xeo was far enough away from her not to get back too quickly.
Then she had the tiger claw her shoulders lightly and bid him to flee as heavy foot falls came closer.
Everything was all set now. Xeo would take her back to his place because he was a gentleman and then she would proceed with her mission from there. Even if she decided not to carry out her plan.
The last bushes keeping her from seeing Xeo were suddenly pushed aside. It wasn't Xeo that emerged from the bushes though.
His brown hair slightly tousled and his face covered in bug bites, Konimitsu smiled at her cruelly. "So you're a girl, are you?" he asked and drew his sword.
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Author's notes; Okay, I'm going to tell you now, I really don't like Mitsu and Ryu. That being said, let's continue with my notes.
I decided to add a little bit with the other Juunishi, mainly Hatori and Akito. For me, I believe that when one zodiac member dies, another child receives the curse of the animal that they were. So if, as they're assuming, Kisa died, a new tiger would possess the first child born after her death. That being said, I hope no one really disagrees and if anyone knows where a complete description of the curse is ( particularly the part about Akito ) I would appreciate it if you let me know.
Anyway, thanks to everyone that read and reviewed,
Kissa-chan
