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Kuronue:*still sulking because he got resurrected and kidnapped*
"Blue-green bundle": zzzzz.....
Does that give you a hint to what it is?? Guess not..x_X
Oh..And ***blah blah blah*** means flashbacks, memories, and that kind of stuff! (Because I *still* haven't figured out how ta get stupid ITALICS!!!) *tortured look*
Review things are at the bottom!! *points down*
Sorry if Jin's accent is off! I missed that episode and I dun have enough mangas! T.T. . .
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~"Yer serious, aint ya? Ye must be really b'hind, then. . ."~
"Or maybe you're just not as famous as you think." The chimera retorted.
Jin chuckled as he floated upside-down around the dark cell. Definitely a wind demon. (A/N: from now on Jin will be a wind demon *and* and elf, okee? ^-^;;) "Maybe, an' mebbe not!" was his irritatingly cheerful reply. "Ye said tha' yer name was Kuronue? Named afta Kurama's partner, right?"
The former thief squinted at the elf. "Not quite. . . I *am* Youko Kurama's partner."
"But you're dead!" Jin poked one of the bat demon's leathery wings experimentally, half expecting to see his hand go through.
"No," Kuronue said, edging away from the elf's probing fingers. "I'm not. Do I look dead?"
"Nay. But ye should be,"
The bat demon wasn't sure if the comment was meant literally, or as an insult. "*Why* would I be dead?"
"'Cause the hunters killed ya!"
"WHAT!?!?" the he gaped openly at the wind demon.
"Everyone knows the story! I was 'bout a hundred an' twenty when it happened. . ."
. . . .And so, Kuronue learned the tale of he and his partner's demise.
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The Reikai Tantei gathered in the prison cell gawped at the body lying limp on the shiny metal floor.
Koenma nudged the corpse gently with his foot. "*Hiei* . . . what'd you do. . ."
"Hn. . .Nothing. Someone in one of the other worlds killed him when they realized that I was searching through his mind."
Yusuke snickered, "Great. So our captive is dead, and we're basically lost."
Hiei gave him a scornful look. "No. I discovered some information in Keila's mind. I'm not as stupid as you." The koorime continued before someone else could interrupt (particularly Yusuke and his wrath), "He cast a spell on Kuronue's body. He's alive."
-
Hiei wouldn't lie.
He's alive. . .
Kurama stared straight ahead, in shock.
Kuronue had been his friend.
His ally, his partner.
His family, after his family was killed by poachers.
Kuronue had been his brother.
Then the chimera had died.
But now . . .he was back in the world of the living.
Alive...
-
Youko only heard a hushed version of a grown-up toddler's screaming. "ONE OF THE GREATEST THEIVES OF ALL TIME IS WANDERING AROUND OUT THERE!?!?" A faint knock came at the diamond hinged door, and a vaguely featured blue head popped up from the other side of the thick gem. Jorge's voice called out.
"MR. KOENMA!?!? KOENMA-SAMA?? CAN YOU HEAR ME? I HAVE SOME URGENT NEWS FOR YOU! THE DEMON K-" The pacifier-sucking teenager opened the chamber's door and glared at the pale blue ogre.
"Kuronue. I. Know. No thanks to you. . ."
Koenma's employee's brow furrowed. "Kuronue? You know that sightings of Karasu have been reported in Ningenkai?"
". . . . . " the ruler of the spirit world fell over in a dead faint.
"Uhh . . . sir..?" Botan and a horde of ogres hurried forward and attempted to revive him as a bemused kitsune looked on, wondering at the irony of the situation, and reliving ancient memories.
The fox demon's greatest friend had been revived . . . and so had one of his worst enemies.
***Soft, silver-white fur . . . Mother. Another furry white body settled nearby. Sister. Father hunted outside. . . A bark of warning suddenly rippled through the peaceful silence of the serene meadow, and a booming crack sounded. Once. Twice. Sister whined, and Mother padded outside to check on Father. Silence again, and another loud noise echoed through the densely clustered trees.
Some time later, Sister decided to venture out. She never returned, nor did Mother and Father
All that greeted the last young fox the next morning was the red-stained earth and a rancid odor. He yipped mournfully, and took a few tentative steps forward. A hole appeared beneath his tiny paws, and he fell forward.
The silver kit's ears flicked back, and he tucked his tail around himself, bewildered. Glancing up, his blinking golden eyes spotted a round face with large orange eyes peering down at him. The face grinned, its ears molding themselves into points, like the diminutive fangs in its mouth. The fox tilted his head to one side, not quite sure what was going on.
"Haku! Look what I've found!"
"What is it your majesty?" Another face appeared, this one older and more creased than the last.
"It's so *adorable*!!!" Do you think Papa will let me keep him?"
"The king does not like animals . . . but perhaps he may change his mind if the request is yours."
"He's so pretty! Papa will have to say yes! I won't have it otherwise. . ." ***
Another memory, sometime later. . .
*** "DAMNED ANIMAL! GET OUT! OUT! OUT!!!" An enraged elfin king roared at the slender, fleeing silver shape before him. "A . . . AAAACHHOOOOOOOO!! . . . DAMNATION! CURSED ANIMAL!" the shaking king was a rather lovely shade of violet and red, and he sneezed again . . . courtesy of his allergies.
It had been several hundred years since his daughter had brought the fox into his castle, and he could hardly stand it. Even the best doctors could not remove his allergic reactions.
"CHRISTA!"
"Yes, father. I'm here. I'll take Sparkle back to my room." The beautiful dark-haired princess sighed, and half dragged the quivering fox out from beneath the king's jewel encrusted throne. The sleek animal threw the enraged royal one last look of resentment as Christa pulled him out on a straining leash.
The following day, the Makai fox made another escape attempt. After gnawing at the offending leather leash for a few hours, it snapped, and he was left with only a collar and a thin strip of hide still attached. Relishing the freedom, he bounded out through the open doors, across the creaking drawbridge, and into the welcoming emerald forest, where he belonged.
Nobody to ridiculously call him "Sparkle," no hollering, long-living elves. . . Things went quite well well for the next few months. Until one winter day, the unsuspecting fox stepped upon a steel-toothed trap.
*Snap*
The object had caught his right hind leg in its tight metal jaws, and no amount of pulling would remove it.
Snowflakes began to slowly drift down from the thick clouds above. The fox glared at them in frustration. He had *not* lived for over a hundred years, only to be caught and killed by a poorly crafted snare.
The sunlight dimmed, and he began to feel the cold, despite his thick fur. The silver coated creature curled up, laid his head over his paws, and went to sleep, weariness overcoming him. It seemed that he was condemned to death.
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Cold. Very, very cold. And warm at the same time. . .the fox cautiously opened one eye, and his ears swiveled about. He was covered by a blanket, which was appreciated for its warmth. However, his field of vision was obscured by it.
A good shake of his damp fur shook the woolen cloth off, and golden eyes took in the sights about his "person." A crackling fire, a pile of more blankets and sheets, chopped wood in a corner, and. . .in the very back of the cavern was a small, carefully hidden mountain of sparkling items. Fascinated, the fox dived into the heap. This was where he was still amusing himself when his rescuer returned.
A dark-haired demon (obviously a demon) with large folded wings strode in and plucked the curious animal out of his playground. "*That* would be my loot. Which you're not supposed play in," He deposited the still damp, furry lump back in front of the fire, and received a glare in return. ". . . You're not an ordinary fox. Are you? Spirit fox?" A nod of a furry head answered him.
Yes.
"So . . . what is your name . . .?" ***
"Kurama. . .Kurama. . . . . .KURAMA! I ORDER YOU TO WAKE UP!!" Koenma had come out of his unconscious state, and Kuwabara had, as well. "It's about time! I have been yelling in your ear for the last minute or so!" Enma Daioh's son was perched perilously on a tall wooden stool.
"For your next assignment you must locate Karasu and Kuronue. Some other residents of Makai have been kidnapped, too, and Karasu is suspected to have commited these kidnappings because of the smoke and marks of explosions. Kuronue hasn't been sighted at all, so try to find him if you can. But most importantly, FIND KARASU. . ."
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Jin finished his tale, and waited for a response.
"So. . . I really died. That whole thing..It wasn't a dream . . . But I'm here. Lord Enma must really like me!"
The elf floating nearby raised an eyebrow. "Nay. Enma had nothing ta do with this! I'm not dead!" The blue-green object slug over his shoulder suddenly slid off during a moment of forgetfulness. "Oops.."
The object landed on one of the walls, which surprisingly didn't move underneath its weight. The cloth covering around it turned out to be a shirt, and a slightly bloodied face was revealed.
"That's a person?" Kuronue asked incredulously.
His cellmate grinned sheepishly. "That'd be my teammate, Touya. . .he did na' like bein' kidnapped. . ."
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Well, that chapter was definitely OOC. Not sure where, though . . . Maybe it's the part where Youko Kurama gets all sappy. . .O.O;; the memories were kind of screwy, but..i'm not that good at that T.T
I'm not really sure if foxes stay together after having their little people. . .-_-. . . just pretend that foxes in Makai are different!
I had no new reviewer people last chap. . .T_T
Oh well..
*pokes Karasu's eyeball*
Karasu: AAAAUUUUUGGGHHHH!!!
. . . They are purple, right? O.O
R&R!
Kuronue:*still sulking because he got resurrected and kidnapped*
"Blue-green bundle": zzzzz.....
Does that give you a hint to what it is?? Guess not..x_X
Oh..And ***blah blah blah*** means flashbacks, memories, and that kind of stuff! (Because I *still* haven't figured out how ta get stupid ITALICS!!!) *tortured look*
Review things are at the bottom!! *points down*
Sorry if Jin's accent is off! I missed that episode and I dun have enough mangas! T.T. . .
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~"Yer serious, aint ya? Ye must be really b'hind, then. . ."~
"Or maybe you're just not as famous as you think." The chimera retorted.
Jin chuckled as he floated upside-down around the dark cell. Definitely a wind demon. (A/N: from now on Jin will be a wind demon *and* and elf, okee? ^-^;;) "Maybe, an' mebbe not!" was his irritatingly cheerful reply. "Ye said tha' yer name was Kuronue? Named afta Kurama's partner, right?"
The former thief squinted at the elf. "Not quite. . . I *am* Youko Kurama's partner."
"But you're dead!" Jin poked one of the bat demon's leathery wings experimentally, half expecting to see his hand go through.
"No," Kuronue said, edging away from the elf's probing fingers. "I'm not. Do I look dead?"
"Nay. But ye should be,"
The bat demon wasn't sure if the comment was meant literally, or as an insult. "*Why* would I be dead?"
"'Cause the hunters killed ya!"
"WHAT!?!?" the he gaped openly at the wind demon.
"Everyone knows the story! I was 'bout a hundred an' twenty when it happened. . ."
. . . .And so, Kuronue learned the tale of he and his partner's demise.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Reikai Tantei gathered in the prison cell gawped at the body lying limp on the shiny metal floor.
Koenma nudged the corpse gently with his foot. "*Hiei* . . . what'd you do. . ."
"Hn. . .Nothing. Someone in one of the other worlds killed him when they realized that I was searching through his mind."
Yusuke snickered, "Great. So our captive is dead, and we're basically lost."
Hiei gave him a scornful look. "No. I discovered some information in Keila's mind. I'm not as stupid as you." The koorime continued before someone else could interrupt (particularly Yusuke and his wrath), "He cast a spell on Kuronue's body. He's alive."
-
Hiei wouldn't lie.
He's alive. . .
Kurama stared straight ahead, in shock.
Kuronue had been his friend.
His ally, his partner.
His family, after his family was killed by poachers.
Kuronue had been his brother.
Then the chimera had died.
But now . . .he was back in the world of the living.
Alive...
-
Youko only heard a hushed version of a grown-up toddler's screaming. "ONE OF THE GREATEST THEIVES OF ALL TIME IS WANDERING AROUND OUT THERE!?!?" A faint knock came at the diamond hinged door, and a vaguely featured blue head popped up from the other side of the thick gem. Jorge's voice called out.
"MR. KOENMA!?!? KOENMA-SAMA?? CAN YOU HEAR ME? I HAVE SOME URGENT NEWS FOR YOU! THE DEMON K-" The pacifier-sucking teenager opened the chamber's door and glared at the pale blue ogre.
"Kuronue. I. Know. No thanks to you. . ."
Koenma's employee's brow furrowed. "Kuronue? You know that sightings of Karasu have been reported in Ningenkai?"
". . . . . " the ruler of the spirit world fell over in a dead faint.
"Uhh . . . sir..?" Botan and a horde of ogres hurried forward and attempted to revive him as a bemused kitsune looked on, wondering at the irony of the situation, and reliving ancient memories.
The fox demon's greatest friend had been revived . . . and so had one of his worst enemies.
***Soft, silver-white fur . . . Mother. Another furry white body settled nearby. Sister. Father hunted outside. . . A bark of warning suddenly rippled through the peaceful silence of the serene meadow, and a booming crack sounded. Once. Twice. Sister whined, and Mother padded outside to check on Father. Silence again, and another loud noise echoed through the densely clustered trees.
Some time later, Sister decided to venture out. She never returned, nor did Mother and Father
All that greeted the last young fox the next morning was the red-stained earth and a rancid odor. He yipped mournfully, and took a few tentative steps forward. A hole appeared beneath his tiny paws, and he fell forward.
The silver kit's ears flicked back, and he tucked his tail around himself, bewildered. Glancing up, his blinking golden eyes spotted a round face with large orange eyes peering down at him. The face grinned, its ears molding themselves into points, like the diminutive fangs in its mouth. The fox tilted his head to one side, not quite sure what was going on.
"Haku! Look what I've found!"
"What is it your majesty?" Another face appeared, this one older and more creased than the last.
"It's so *adorable*!!!" Do you think Papa will let me keep him?"
"The king does not like animals . . . but perhaps he may change his mind if the request is yours."
"He's so pretty! Papa will have to say yes! I won't have it otherwise. . ." ***
Another memory, sometime later. . .
*** "DAMNED ANIMAL! GET OUT! OUT! OUT!!!" An enraged elfin king roared at the slender, fleeing silver shape before him. "A . . . AAAACHHOOOOOOOO!! . . . DAMNATION! CURSED ANIMAL!" the shaking king was a rather lovely shade of violet and red, and he sneezed again . . . courtesy of his allergies.
It had been several hundred years since his daughter had brought the fox into his castle, and he could hardly stand it. Even the best doctors could not remove his allergic reactions.
"CHRISTA!"
"Yes, father. I'm here. I'll take Sparkle back to my room." The beautiful dark-haired princess sighed, and half dragged the quivering fox out from beneath the king's jewel encrusted throne. The sleek animal threw the enraged royal one last look of resentment as Christa pulled him out on a straining leash.
The following day, the Makai fox made another escape attempt. After gnawing at the offending leather leash for a few hours, it snapped, and he was left with only a collar and a thin strip of hide still attached. Relishing the freedom, he bounded out through the open doors, across the creaking drawbridge, and into the welcoming emerald forest, where he belonged.
Nobody to ridiculously call him "Sparkle," no hollering, long-living elves. . . Things went quite well well for the next few months. Until one winter day, the unsuspecting fox stepped upon a steel-toothed trap.
*Snap*
The object had caught his right hind leg in its tight metal jaws, and no amount of pulling would remove it.
Snowflakes began to slowly drift down from the thick clouds above. The fox glared at them in frustration. He had *not* lived for over a hundred years, only to be caught and killed by a poorly crafted snare.
The sunlight dimmed, and he began to feel the cold, despite his thick fur. The silver coated creature curled up, laid his head over his paws, and went to sleep, weariness overcoming him. It seemed that he was condemned to death.
---------
Cold. Very, very cold. And warm at the same time. . .the fox cautiously opened one eye, and his ears swiveled about. He was covered by a blanket, which was appreciated for its warmth. However, his field of vision was obscured by it.
A good shake of his damp fur shook the woolen cloth off, and golden eyes took in the sights about his "person." A crackling fire, a pile of more blankets and sheets, chopped wood in a corner, and. . .in the very back of the cavern was a small, carefully hidden mountain of sparkling items. Fascinated, the fox dived into the heap. This was where he was still amusing himself when his rescuer returned.
A dark-haired demon (obviously a demon) with large folded wings strode in and plucked the curious animal out of his playground. "*That* would be my loot. Which you're not supposed play in," He deposited the still damp, furry lump back in front of the fire, and received a glare in return. ". . . You're not an ordinary fox. Are you? Spirit fox?" A nod of a furry head answered him.
Yes.
"So . . . what is your name . . .?" ***
"Kurama. . .Kurama. . . . . .KURAMA! I ORDER YOU TO WAKE UP!!" Koenma had come out of his unconscious state, and Kuwabara had, as well. "It's about time! I have been yelling in your ear for the last minute or so!" Enma Daioh's son was perched perilously on a tall wooden stool.
"For your next assignment you must locate Karasu and Kuronue. Some other residents of Makai have been kidnapped, too, and Karasu is suspected to have commited these kidnappings because of the smoke and marks of explosions. Kuronue hasn't been sighted at all, so try to find him if you can. But most importantly, FIND KARASU. . ."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jin finished his tale, and waited for a response.
"So. . . I really died. That whole thing..It wasn't a dream . . . But I'm here. Lord Enma must really like me!"
The elf floating nearby raised an eyebrow. "Nay. Enma had nothing ta do with this! I'm not dead!" The blue-green object slug over his shoulder suddenly slid off during a moment of forgetfulness. "Oops.."
The object landed on one of the walls, which surprisingly didn't move underneath its weight. The cloth covering around it turned out to be a shirt, and a slightly bloodied face was revealed.
"That's a person?" Kuronue asked incredulously.
His cellmate grinned sheepishly. "That'd be my teammate, Touya. . .he did na' like bein' kidnapped. . ."
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Well, that chapter was definitely OOC. Not sure where, though . . . Maybe it's the part where Youko Kurama gets all sappy. . .O.O;; the memories were kind of screwy, but..i'm not that good at that T.T
I'm not really sure if foxes stay together after having their little people. . .-_-. . . just pretend that foxes in Makai are different!
I had no new reviewer people last chap. . .T_T
Oh well..
*pokes Karasu's eyeball*
Karasu: AAAAUUUUUGGGHHHH!!!
. . . They are purple, right? O.O
R&R!