Tournament of Memories Ch.6
Disclaimer- Read my other fics for this....
Says Paige- Gomen!!! I made a mistake in the last ch!! First, it says 'Ch.4' instead of 'Ch.5' and I didn't put the list down. I'll put it at the end of this one. Gomen!!
Lyn- God, you are such an idiot sometimes.
Nicole- She's Paige.
Paige- bows deeply Please forgive me, my loyal fans. Gomen a thousand times over!!!!
Lyn- Paige, there are your loyal fans. Of course they'll forgive you.
Nicole- Just drop it Lyn. Paige is a psychopath and you know it. pets Lyn's shoulder
Lyn- sighs deeply Yeah, I know.
Ch.6- ~~~~Present~~~~ Yuusuke whistled in awe.
"So, Kyuketsuki actually attacked you?! Then, how did he become Hakyoku's lover?" Yuusuke asked. Kurama sighed deeply. He gazed sadly at his feet.
"Hakyoku was always a rebel. Karinka could never control him. Yoko couldn't either. After a couple of months, Yoko noticed that Hakyoku would run off into the woods, near about the same place where we first encountered Kyu. Every time he came back, he would always look tired and drained." Kurama whispered. Kuwabara gasped.
"He would let that vampire drink his blood!?" He yelled. Kurama nodded. Hiei snorted in disgust.
"Why on earth did he do that?" He asked. Kurama shrugged.
"Yoko eventually found out. He confronted Hakyoku on the matter, to warn Hakyoku of the consequences, and to stop it. After meeting Kyuketsuki, Yoko became afraid of Hakyoku's strength. Hakyoku began to get stronger and stronger. In three days, his power had tripled." Kurama continued.
"Umm... I may not know exactly everything about kitsunes, but isn't that impossible?" Kuwabara asked.
"Yes, it is. Our power progresses exactly the way other races do, but his was so unusual. So, Yoko followed Hakyoku one day on one of his forest voyages." ~~~~~~~~~~~Several months after meeting Kyuketsuki~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hakyoku! Where are you going?!" Yoko yelled, grabbing the kitsune's arm and twirling him around. Hakyoku struggled.
"Let me go!!! Yoko!! This does NOT CONCERN YOU!!!!!!" Hakyoku screamed. Yoko held on him.
"Yes, it does!! You are my friend, Hakyoku!! Whether you like it or not, all of your problems are mine!!" Yoko snapped. Hakyoku glared at him.
"NO!!! LET GO.... OF...ME!!!!!!!" Hakyoku pushed Yoko. Yoko slammed into a wall and slid down. He and Hakyoku stared at each other.
"When did you get so strong?" Yoko asked. Hakyoku looked frightened.
"I'm so sorry.... I didn't mean to get so angry... Yoko..." Hakyoku murmured. "I'm sorry!" He ran.
"Hakyoku! Wait!" Yoko ran after him, but soon he lost the fast kitsune. Yoko stopped momentarily to catch his breath. He began running again after a couple of minutes. Thoughts raced through the kitsune's mind, mostly about Hakyoku's attitude. He suddenly knew where Hakyoku was. He began to run in the direction of the large oak tree. Yoko stopped and pressed his back up against it. He didn't hear anything. Nothing. No squirrel twittered, no bird chirped. Nothing! Yoko pouted, and then he heard heavy breathing above him.
"Huh?" Yoko looked up. He saw three tails swishing around.
"Your wing is still hurt. Most of it has grown back, but some of it is hasn't yet." Hakyoku's voice whispered sweetly. Yoko's eyes narrowed as he saw a jet-black cloak hanging down from the branches.
"Why is Hakyoku taking care of that vampire?" he questioned himself. Of course, he didn't respond because he didn't know the answer. Yoko quietly jumped from the ground in to the boughs of the tree. He hid amongst the dark green leaves and the mud-brown branches that hung magnificently down the tall and ancient tree. He glimpsed Hakyoku's triple tails gracing the branches and the domineering horror of the Vampire King's wings. The damaged wing, almost half re-grown, stretched out over a branch. Hakyoku came completely into view. He smeared a salve onto the injured wing's end. Yoko heard a sharp in take of air as the Vampire King gasped in pain.
"It's okay... I'm the little kitsune who's trying to help you. Remember?" Hakyoku said. A grunt answered him. Hakyoku sat above Kyuketsuki's head and let his tails curl around the vampire's pain-stricken face. The salve was made from mint, aloe, and a strange medicimal herb Yoko hardly knew. The scent was strong, and so must've been the pain. Yoko winced as the King roared. The leaves shook with such ferocity that Yoko was taken back. Hakyoku cooed.
"Hush... If the elders hear you, you'll be killed!!" He whispered. Kyuketsuki's blood red eyes shot up to him. The vampire darted forward, his strong jaws closing around Hakyoku's tender throat. Yoko almost leapt forward to help his friend, but stopped when he realized, with a start, that Hakyoku was LETTING Kyuketsuki drain him. Yoko's fist tightened, his sharp nails biting into his own palm and drawing out his blood. Hakyoku was quiet for a while as Kyuketsuki released his death hold on his neck. The vampire's hurt wing glowed faintly and stretched out, seemingly to grow out as the small kitsune's life's blood raced through his body. Kyuketsuki sighed deeply and relaxed into the limbs of the ancient oak tree. Hakyoku moved slightly and Yoko saw the gleam of the kitsune's small teeth as the moonlight caught them. Hakyoku, as if paying Kyuketsuki back for sinking his teeth into him, bit down hard on the King's neck. Yoko's eyes grew larger than dinner plates. He knew what this was (although he wasn't supposed to know. Please remember that this is a forbidden ritual). The sharing of blood in that manner was also known as ' Seikatsu Chikara Wakemae' or ' Life Force Share'. In that unholy ritual, two forces share each other's blood, thus giving each other their own powers. Yoko was shocked. Hakyoku shouldn't even know about ' Seikatsu Chikara Wakemae'!! Even the elders refused to learn the unholy ritual. Kyuketsuki must've told him about it. Yoko felt fury, raw boiling hatred, building up inside of him. He looked away. He needed to save Hakyoku from doing this. Even though the kitsune was getting stronger, so was Kyuketsuki. The Vampire King could easily drink too much and kill Hakyoku. Yoko leapt down and carefully walked away. He sat up in another tree and waited for Hakyoku to walk past. While he was waiting, he pulled a seed from his silver hair and grew a blockade of plants. The seed was that of a spearmint herb, a highly aggressive weed, so Hakyoku would have a lot of trouble getting through. Yoko settled down and waited for his best friend to pass, fearing what he would have to say, and... what he might have to do to save his friend from the Vampire King's grasp.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Ch.6~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Paige- Okay. Ch.6 is done. Now for the list.
We have to we what?!-written by me
Shinigami's Two Evils- written by me (our first fic)
Two Year Wait-written by Nicole Paige- That's it...I think...Oh well! Enjoy our fics. And, just in case you are wondering, Lyn has misplaced her fanfic book, so once she has found it, she will put hers up. Chow! (
Disclaimer- Read my other fics for this....
Says Paige- Gomen!!! I made a mistake in the last ch!! First, it says 'Ch.4' instead of 'Ch.5' and I didn't put the list down. I'll put it at the end of this one. Gomen!!
Lyn- God, you are such an idiot sometimes.
Nicole- She's Paige.
Paige- bows deeply Please forgive me, my loyal fans. Gomen a thousand times over!!!!
Lyn- Paige, there are your loyal fans. Of course they'll forgive you.
Nicole- Just drop it Lyn. Paige is a psychopath and you know it. pets Lyn's shoulder
Lyn- sighs deeply Yeah, I know.
Ch.6- ~~~~Present~~~~ Yuusuke whistled in awe.
"So, Kyuketsuki actually attacked you?! Then, how did he become Hakyoku's lover?" Yuusuke asked. Kurama sighed deeply. He gazed sadly at his feet.
"Hakyoku was always a rebel. Karinka could never control him. Yoko couldn't either. After a couple of months, Yoko noticed that Hakyoku would run off into the woods, near about the same place where we first encountered Kyu. Every time he came back, he would always look tired and drained." Kurama whispered. Kuwabara gasped.
"He would let that vampire drink his blood!?" He yelled. Kurama nodded. Hiei snorted in disgust.
"Why on earth did he do that?" He asked. Kurama shrugged.
"Yoko eventually found out. He confronted Hakyoku on the matter, to warn Hakyoku of the consequences, and to stop it. After meeting Kyuketsuki, Yoko became afraid of Hakyoku's strength. Hakyoku began to get stronger and stronger. In three days, his power had tripled." Kurama continued.
"Umm... I may not know exactly everything about kitsunes, but isn't that impossible?" Kuwabara asked.
"Yes, it is. Our power progresses exactly the way other races do, but his was so unusual. So, Yoko followed Hakyoku one day on one of his forest voyages." ~~~~~~~~~~~Several months after meeting Kyuketsuki~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hakyoku! Where are you going?!" Yoko yelled, grabbing the kitsune's arm and twirling him around. Hakyoku struggled.
"Let me go!!! Yoko!! This does NOT CONCERN YOU!!!!!!" Hakyoku screamed. Yoko held on him.
"Yes, it does!! You are my friend, Hakyoku!! Whether you like it or not, all of your problems are mine!!" Yoko snapped. Hakyoku glared at him.
"NO!!! LET GO.... OF...ME!!!!!!!" Hakyoku pushed Yoko. Yoko slammed into a wall and slid down. He and Hakyoku stared at each other.
"When did you get so strong?" Yoko asked. Hakyoku looked frightened.
"I'm so sorry.... I didn't mean to get so angry... Yoko..." Hakyoku murmured. "I'm sorry!" He ran.
"Hakyoku! Wait!" Yoko ran after him, but soon he lost the fast kitsune. Yoko stopped momentarily to catch his breath. He began running again after a couple of minutes. Thoughts raced through the kitsune's mind, mostly about Hakyoku's attitude. He suddenly knew where Hakyoku was. He began to run in the direction of the large oak tree. Yoko stopped and pressed his back up against it. He didn't hear anything. Nothing. No squirrel twittered, no bird chirped. Nothing! Yoko pouted, and then he heard heavy breathing above him.
"Huh?" Yoko looked up. He saw three tails swishing around.
"Your wing is still hurt. Most of it has grown back, but some of it is hasn't yet." Hakyoku's voice whispered sweetly. Yoko's eyes narrowed as he saw a jet-black cloak hanging down from the branches.
"Why is Hakyoku taking care of that vampire?" he questioned himself. Of course, he didn't respond because he didn't know the answer. Yoko quietly jumped from the ground in to the boughs of the tree. He hid amongst the dark green leaves and the mud-brown branches that hung magnificently down the tall and ancient tree. He glimpsed Hakyoku's triple tails gracing the branches and the domineering horror of the Vampire King's wings. The damaged wing, almost half re-grown, stretched out over a branch. Hakyoku came completely into view. He smeared a salve onto the injured wing's end. Yoko heard a sharp in take of air as the Vampire King gasped in pain.
"It's okay... I'm the little kitsune who's trying to help you. Remember?" Hakyoku said. A grunt answered him. Hakyoku sat above Kyuketsuki's head and let his tails curl around the vampire's pain-stricken face. The salve was made from mint, aloe, and a strange medicimal herb Yoko hardly knew. The scent was strong, and so must've been the pain. Yoko winced as the King roared. The leaves shook with such ferocity that Yoko was taken back. Hakyoku cooed.
"Hush... If the elders hear you, you'll be killed!!" He whispered. Kyuketsuki's blood red eyes shot up to him. The vampire darted forward, his strong jaws closing around Hakyoku's tender throat. Yoko almost leapt forward to help his friend, but stopped when he realized, with a start, that Hakyoku was LETTING Kyuketsuki drain him. Yoko's fist tightened, his sharp nails biting into his own palm and drawing out his blood. Hakyoku was quiet for a while as Kyuketsuki released his death hold on his neck. The vampire's hurt wing glowed faintly and stretched out, seemingly to grow out as the small kitsune's life's blood raced through his body. Kyuketsuki sighed deeply and relaxed into the limbs of the ancient oak tree. Hakyoku moved slightly and Yoko saw the gleam of the kitsune's small teeth as the moonlight caught them. Hakyoku, as if paying Kyuketsuki back for sinking his teeth into him, bit down hard on the King's neck. Yoko's eyes grew larger than dinner plates. He knew what this was (although he wasn't supposed to know. Please remember that this is a forbidden ritual). The sharing of blood in that manner was also known as ' Seikatsu Chikara Wakemae' or ' Life Force Share'. In that unholy ritual, two forces share each other's blood, thus giving each other their own powers. Yoko was shocked. Hakyoku shouldn't even know about ' Seikatsu Chikara Wakemae'!! Even the elders refused to learn the unholy ritual. Kyuketsuki must've told him about it. Yoko felt fury, raw boiling hatred, building up inside of him. He looked away. He needed to save Hakyoku from doing this. Even though the kitsune was getting stronger, so was Kyuketsuki. The Vampire King could easily drink too much and kill Hakyoku. Yoko leapt down and carefully walked away. He sat up in another tree and waited for Hakyoku to walk past. While he was waiting, he pulled a seed from his silver hair and grew a blockade of plants. The seed was that of a spearmint herb, a highly aggressive weed, so Hakyoku would have a lot of trouble getting through. Yoko settled down and waited for his best friend to pass, fearing what he would have to say, and... what he might have to do to save his friend from the Vampire King's grasp.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Ch.6~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Paige- Okay. Ch.6 is done. Now for the list.
We have to we what?!-written by me
Shinigami's Two Evils- written by me (our first fic)
Two Year Wait-written by Nicole Paige- That's it...I think...Oh well! Enjoy our fics. And, just in case you are wondering, Lyn has misplaced her fanfic book, so once she has found it, she will put hers up. Chow! (