KuniYoshi Series
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Written by:
Tammie
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Chapter 4: Frozen Kitsune

A/N: Its been two years since I last worked on this fan fiction I re-read it and would like to continue and finish it. Hopefully I'll be getting more reviews and whatnot. Enjoy the rest of the fan fiction; I'll make shout outs to those who comment. Also, my style of writing might differ from the prior chapters. Remember, I'm continuing after two years of not working on it.

Kunimitsu jumped from one tree to another, making her way back to Yoshimitsu's training area. The temperature around her had dropped hastily to below zero. Winter had been cruel to these parts of the mountain and had frozen everything it touched. Kuni kept moving, trying not to stop, as she would freeze along with everything else. She'd managed to stay alive this long by making large fires near caves or sleeping inside hollow oak trees, but now the weather had drastically changed against her. Not only had the temperature dropped, but it had started to snow and it felt as if a storm was right on her tail.

"Damnit! Everything is going wrong!" she growled as she continued to jump from one tree to another, "if its not one thing, its another!" She could barely see ahead of her, but she continued on until she saw the faintest glare of light. "I-I…found…you, Yoshimitsu," she whispered to herself, her whole body shivering from the cold. She was quickly falling into hypothermia.

While Kunimitsu was out in the freezing cold, Yoshimitsu was warm and cozy in his cabin watching TV like a couch potato. He held the controller in his hand as he channel surfed endlessly. His eyes were plastered on the television as he kept changing the channels, unsatisfied with what he saw. Finally he decided to turn it off and go train a while before going to bed for a well-deserved rest. Then again, would he get any sleep at all? His mind still swarmed with thoughts of the orange-haired Kunimitsu. I wonder where she could be and if she knows there's a storm coming, he thought as he made his way to a large dojo outside his cabin.

Kuni finally came to a stop near the cabin in which Yoshimitsu had been in moments ago. It had become extremely cold and Kuni's breaths could be seen seeping through her mask in vapor. "Y-you…son-n of a…" suddenly Kunimitsu's eyes became heavy, her body began to tremble violently and before she knew it she was falling from the branch she was perched on towards the freezing newly fallen snow. She fell hard and with a loud thud – so loud that Yoshimitsu, whom was in the dojo, heard it.

He quickly took a look outside, scanning the area around his dojo. "It must've been a tree," he said softly before his eyes spotted a dark purple figure laying on the ground and quickly being covered by snow. "Kuni…?!" he gasped as he ran towards the fallen Kunimitsu. He scooped her into his arms quickly and ran back into his cabin. Her body was freezing cold, but he noticed she was still breathing. Hypothermia had definitely kicked in as he placed her down on his bed. Out of respect, he left her mask on as he threw more wood into the fire and prepared a hot bath. He knew he had to undress her since he had no other choice. Her clothes were soaked and he had to warm up her body before her condition got worse.

Kunimitsu lay there unconscious. She could hear and feel everything around her, but she couldn't move or speak. Suddenly she felt warm hands removing her attire and she just got the urge to jump up and smack the person, but she couldn't.

Yoshimitsu took the motionless Kunimitsu and wrapped her nude body in a blanket, the whole time blushing brightly. He carried her to the large tub filled with very warm water and dipped her in, slipping the towel behind her head. He turned around, his cheeks still red, and began to prepare a Japanese soup.

Kuni's body began to warm up again. She still felt her mask on her face and she was glad he hadn't taken it off – even after he'd seen her face. For so many years she knew him as a prankster and goofy kind, but never did she know he'd care for someone even after she'd tried to kill him countless of times.

"Yoshi…mitsu," she whispered in a raspy voice as she slowly began to come back. Yoshi quickly turned around, holding the bowl of Japanese soup in his hands, "Hey Kuni! Welcome back," he said cheerfully trying to hide his worry for her. He was maskless and by this time he could care less if she saw him or not, "hopin' you'd come back so you can bug me for a few more years," he chuckled, placing the soup on a little table next to the tub. "You'd better drink this, it'll warm you up more."

"…Thank you…"

"You're welcome. I'll be in the dojo if you need anything. I had to put your clothes to dry, so I put some dry clothes you can borrow on my bed over there." With that Yoshimitsu walked out the door and made his way back to the dojo.

Kunimitsu couldn't help but smile, "Stupid metal-head," she grunted while pushing herself up from the tub. She slipped off her mask and undid her pigtails as she sat back down and submerged herself in the water. She was quickly gaining back her energy and strenght, but if it hadn't been for Yoshimitsu she'd be dead. She sat in the tub for a few minutes before getting up and grabbing the towel Yoshimitsu had left there for her. She dried herself off and slipped into the oversized kimono that laid across his bed. She then sat down in front of the fire and quickly ate up the Japanese soup. It had been about an hour since Yoshimitsu had left to his dojo and Kuni grew more and more curious as to how he trained. He grabbed an extra coat with a hood and walked outside, slipping her mask back on as she did. She walked thru the raging snow to the Dojo as she slided the door open to see Yoshimitsu furiously training on a dummy.

He stopped in his tracks and turned his attention to Kunimitsu, who was sliding the door closed and turning to look at him. "I see we're feeling all better. Care to spar?" of course he was being sarcastic and he wasn't about to fight someone who nearly died of hypothermia. Kunimitsu grinned behind her mask as she glared at him. She quickly threw off the large coat and stood there in the baggy kimono. What! She can't be serious! I'm not going to fight her!

"Its just a spar, right? You shouldn't look so worried…" Kunimitsu chuckled.

"Yeah, sure, alright! Lets go!" Yoshimitsu played along, but he was going to go easy on her…while on the other hand – Kunimitsu had opposite intentions.