Zorrita: Yahoo! I get to write this chappie! YaY for me! Oh ya, Disclaimer thingy: None of us own ANYTHING!

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A full moon sat in the sky overlooking No. 17 Ikaruga place, blissfully unaware of the havoc it was causing inside.

"Get the hell out of my way!" Zorrita yelled using a plant to pin Kuwabara to the nearest wall. Her other side was mad to say the least. She was pacing around the room deep in thought. Before, she had thrown everything in the kitchen into the hall, then everything in almost every room out the window (Kuwabara was thrown many times).

Niteblaze and Hiei sat on the mantle piece watching with amusement as their favorite person to hate hung upside and was bashed down repeatedly with swords by Tyler and Zephyr. Yusuke and Yuna were watching television, each with their own remote, and Youko was putting breakable objects in the path of the angry Zorrita, and watching as they fell to the ground.

"What are you even looking for Z?" Yuna asked smirking at her friend's annoyance at being disrupted.

The kitsune turned and stuck out her tongue, a small stud showing in the candlelight (Tyler and Zephyr tried to create Frankenstein earlier). She sat down on the couch, tail twitching agitatedly. She began to drum her fingers on the arm. "I can't find it."

"That's not a very descriptive answer." Youko said, smirking.

"Who said I wanted it to be?" she said staring him in the eyes. They looked at each other for a very long time before Zorrita burst into laughter. "Come with me, I have a story to tell you." She walked up the stairs into her room.

Zorrita's room was decorated like a Victorian conservatory. Plants were everywhere, the walls had mosaics of nymphs, and a mahogany wardrobe stood in the corner by a matching bed. Both engraved with vines and foxes. She walked over to the window and sat down on the wicker chair.

"I told you when we met you'd have to wait for my story. Well, now you'll hear it...

The story

A black Youko Kitsune padded her way softly across the floor of the rainforest. She was quite upset by the new humans intruding her territory. She was used to silly Aztecs and Mayans, not a bunch of stupid Spaniards on a boat. Now, the bruja wanted to speak with her.

She walked into the witch's hut, her anklet jingling as she stepped. Across from the blind and mute old woman was sitting her granddaughter. She used her granddaughter as a means of communication.

"What do you want witch?"

"The people are dying milady," the old woman spoke through the child "They wish you to do something to rid them of these foul beasts. They take everything, our animals, our gold, and our young women. And all they give in return is sickness. We are pleading with you, on behalf of all the people, help us."

"What's in it for me?" the kitsune asked, looking at her nails.

"Your life." The young girl came out of her trance. "But grandmamma! That's against the rules!" she shouted before collapsing in pain. Smoke surrounded the kitsune making her gag and cough; it smelled of rotting flesh and feces. When it cleared, she was only a sheer ghost.

"Go to the Spanish ship, the captains wife is with child. That is the only way you will be able to save yourself."

When the child was born, it had a fox shaped birth mark on its face, covering her eye. She was named Zorra after the family's patron animal. After sixteen years of barely tolerating those around her, she set out on her own into the forest. She found the hut of the witch, who surprisingly was still alive. Strangler figs began to creep along, behind their mistress, for even though she was decked out in petticoats, they knew she was ruler of this forest.

"Well witch, you have your wish, I've been eternally damned. But that's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you." Zorra snapped her fingers and the figs leapt upon the old hag, turning her into a tree. "Now you feel what its like to be trapped. I curse you to live as long as I do and feel every ounce of pain I ever will." She turned and walked out the door. "If you die, you'll serve as my weapon.

In the conservatory

"For 317 years I've been moving from one body to another, in the same damned family! That bitch never told me I'd be stuck in the same family. Curse her!"

"So, about every time a woman in your family is with child, you take yourself out of whomever you happen to be in and move on to the next generation?"

"When my current body gets too old or if I get bored. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to continue my search." She began to dig through drawers and shelves. Youko simply leaned against the wall.

"What are you looking for?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but im looking for my blue lotus seeds. I think that stupid cat your friend brought ate them. If that's the case..."

"That's not good. Why would you need an aphrodisiac though?"

"It's a weapon. Makes the opponent lethargic, disoriented." She continued to look around the room. She plopped down on her bed, only to sit bolt upright. "How could I have been so stupid?" she went to her wardrobe and opened the doors. After moving a few coats aside, she saw exactly what she was looking for. She pulled out a small box and went over to the window where other plants were growing. She pulled a stool from under it and sat down. "Hand me that planter over there. Thanks."

The two foxes worked the night through, recreating seeds of the blue lotus. As it turned out, Hiei had taken the seeds. They still weren't sure what happened though.

Kurama woke up the next morning in the jungle themed room. Lying on the bed, in his arms was the girl he stayed with, still asleep. Surprisingly, both still had their clothes on. He looked over at the window, to where the lotus was, and smiled. Flowers did bring people together.

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Yuna: sorry if you think that chapter sucked. Z wrote the whole thing.

Zorrita: hey!

Niteblaze: what do you mean hey? It sucked.

Zorrita: Ya, whateva.

Yuna: Anywayz, If you guys want another chapter, you better review, k? Ja!