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Chapter Thirteen

Maki left Kunanai and Han in the room, knowing they would want to talk further on how they were or really if they were going to both go kill the brothers. Some how he thought that Han did not truly wish to go but wanted to let Lord Inari handle it. Of course, he knew Kunanai would not accept that; she wanted the blood by her hands and hers alone.

Han sat across from Kunanai, watching her. She knew what Kunanai was thinking and did not like the idea.

"Kunanai, are you really going to do this?"

The question snapped Kunanai from her thoughts, startling the golden eyes to meet hers.

"What do you mean am I sure?" she asked. "Of course I'm sure. These guys must die for what they have done to my family. Did you know they were the ones who murdered my parents? They did it right in front of me without any regrets when I was only five."

Han shook her head, "I didn't know but why not let Lord Inari deal with them?"

"No! I deserve to kill them. Why should I give them mercy when they decided to do no such thing for me," she tried not to yell.

She knew Maki was just beyond the door and not wish to frighten him into contacting Lord Inari. It was hard to believe Han had not contacted Lord Inari herself but she knew she would as soon as she could.

"Look, I'm not going to make you come and kill them, that's your choice. I have to go, my families honor depends on it," she continued once she calmed down a little.

Han stared at her for a moment, "I can't talk you out of this, can I?"

She shook her head, "Nor can you tell Inari of my plan for two days. If word does not come by then, you will know my fate."

Han nodded, standing again, "Then this is where I say good bye. Perhaps we'll see each other again but if not..." she left it hanging.

Kunanai grabbed her hand and pulled Han into a sisterly hug, "Remember, nothing separates friends, even time."

Han hugged her back before leaving quickly fearing she would be unable to leave at all.

Dananu sat impatiently on his throne, Yananu pacing as they both waited for word on self appointed leader of the Demon Army extremely angry at the thought of incompetence in his guards. He growled in anger, throwing a punch into the wall.

"Brother! Do not destroy my palace with your anger," Dananu yelled his hand clasping the arm of the chair.

"My guards are unable to hold a mere girl, broken and weak within the confines of this castle. I have the right to be angered!"

Yananu continued his pacing, moving with a speed he normally saved for the battlefield. He knew his men had to find Kunanai first or else there was still the possibility Dananu would try to save her and make her his bride. That would bring his whole plan down breaking it to pieces before it truly began. The door slowly creaked open drawing the brother's attention.

"My Lords, there is no sign of either prisoners. We have searched throughout the kingdom with nothing," the servant squeaked remaining partially hidden behind the door.

"Damn!" Yananu yelled suddenly turning his anger towards his brother," If only you had allowed me to kill her when we had the chance but you let her be spell you with her looks! There are enough fucking whores in this kingdom to appease your lust!"

"Silence!" Dananu's harsh cry filled the room shocking Yananu and the servant into silence," I have not been be spelled nor bewitched. I have been cautious as to not anger my Lord Inari. He will be most furious when he finds out what we have done. Now leave me, both of you."

He stood, turning his back away from them giving them dismissal. Yananu left unhappily, his fists clenched at his sides as he stormed from the room. Dananu removed the picture of Kunanai from his pocket, his fingers brushing the glass that covered her face. He had truly wished her his but now he had but one choice and that was to give her death. He had to put his kingdoms happiness before his own and he knew his brother would make an up rise of the problem if given a chance.

He swept from the room, his cape billowing behind him as if it wished to remain.

Lord Inari angrily threw the reports across the room unable to find Kurama's soul. He knew he had promised her he would find her brother's soul but it seemed he would have to return to her empty-handed. That hurt him more that anything that could have possibly been found of Kurama's soul. It was that sad look that brought tears to her eyes that made him only wish to her news that would make her smile, make her eyes brighten with that otherworldly glow.

It was yet another thing he loved about her though she still knew not the extent of his feelings. Though Han had given him advice telling him to tell her, he still did not do so. Now it seemed highly unlikely that he would even have a chance to do so at all. She drew into herself when her brother was killed; she had cried for only an hour before her face and eyes became hard with determination. He leaned back onto this throne, his head downcast.

"Perhaps this is useless. I do not deserve her, she is to perfect for me," he whispered to himself.

"Well, I've never known you to give up on anything you wanted," a voice spoke from the dark corridor.

A man stepped put, smiling broadly at Lord Inari. He had short brown hair, the bangs of which fell into his eyes. His eyes were a hazel though at the moment a deep forest green. He wore white pants that fell over his black boots and were held up by two black belts revealing his light than skin and muscled chest.

"Why, Hakkai. How nice to see you. Come to try and steal Kunanai away from me," Lord Inari said snidely.

Lord Hakkai was the god of all Mystical Creatures used by the other gods and goddess'. He was also the only one not really known of throughout the Makai. Lord Inari and Lord Hakkai were old friends even before they became gods.

"Well. Very nice to see you as well, old friend. Actually, I just came to tell you Bokinu has sensed trouble on Jantu, an unbalance that is spreading further," he helped himself to a glass of wine.

"Really? Does she have any further implications as to what the 'unbalance' is?"

Lord Hakkai shook his head, "No, I was not told only that it will remain so if something or someone is destroyed. She wanted to leave it up to you."

Lord Inari nodded staring out over the moon as he contemplated what he was told. He could to no decision as to how her would be able t o help if he knew not what was happening. Lord Hakkai smiled, setting the glass down beside Lord Inari.

"So tell me, friend, who is the mortal that has stolen your heart?"

Lord Inari chuckled, turning back to his friend with a slight smile on his lips.

Maki awoke to find the house silent, not even the small creatures of the night making a noise. He got up, moving cautiously through the house before his eyes landed on a note pinned to his door. It was in Kunanai's handwriting.

It read:

Maki,

I wished I did not have to leave you but you know my honor must be restored.

Perhaps we will meet again. I do hope so. Don't forget to fight for what's right.

Your sister,

Kunanai

He folded it shut, sighing as he gazed out over the forest before him. They both were long gone but by the trails of energy left, it seemed Han had decided against going with Kunanai. He could only hope they all would meet again preferably before they went to the Celestial Kingdom. Even though Kunanai was older then him, he felt it was his duty to protect her.

Now she was on her own, she had taken her destiny into her hands and he could do nothing. He had to leave it in Lord Inari's hands, he was the only one who could sae her now. Perhaps he could even get her to stop before she became a murderer. He shut the door with a sigh as he knew all were just hopes.

Kunanai watched the corridor, having assumed her fox form. Nothing moved but she could feel them approaching. Just as she was to step out from the shadows, Yananu came storming around the corner, his anger tinting his aura red. She stepped out, watching him continue down the corridor, his fist clenched. She shrugged it off, turning back towards the way to find Dananu. Raised voices drew her to a doorway.

"It seems strange really. Both the Lords are in love with her. It is kinda pathetic," one of the cooks said to a manservant.

"Then why have neither married her? They could do so easily."

The woman sighed, "I think she refused them for Lord Inari. They do always seem to be together."

He nodded, smiling, "And that helps you. Now you can become princess by Lord Dananu."

She giggled making Kunanai shake it off. She could understand whom they were talking about. The only one that could be the topic was her. It seemed even though she had disappeared for months everyone still decided she was worth discussion. It was almost laughable. In truth however she had a mission to complete and now would be the best time to continue. She continued on her way down the corridor following the scent of dinner. It was easy to follow as the scent of foxgloves wafted to her.

Han stepped up to the portal, the grayish purple casting light onto her impassive face. She still could not understand why she had agreed not to tell Lord Inari of Kunanai's plan. She surely had a death wish but Han knew nothing she said would have convinced her otherwise. Yet to return to Inari without giving him the information she had gathered seemed the wrong decision. He would be furious when he found out that Kunanai was trying to kill those who ran his kingdom.

She doubted she could tell what Kunanai planned to Lord Inari after all it was almost as if she were admitting the council was wrong in choosing Kunanai. No matter how loyal she was to Lord Inari, she would never make herself or the others look bad nor would she betray her promise to a friend, hoping the person she was keeping the promise to did not die and break Lord Inari's heart.

With that thought she stepped through the portal, her body sliding through the jelly-like substance with ease.

Yananu turned quickly, placing his fist lightly on the wall as he stared at the blood mark. By the smell he easily could tell it belonged to Kunanai. He knew no one understood why he wished her dead but it was simple, at least to him. She came in but one day and stole his position but more so, his heart and soul. He would willingly give up his position if only to be with her but she had flirted with both Lord Inari and Dananu. He had not meant to kill her brother but at the time he had thought Kurama was there to steal his love away.

The only thing he could do now was end her life before she could love another. He kept his reasoning to himself however. It did not do well to seem weak to such things as feelings so he remained silent. He knelt down, picking up the white clothe that had been Kunanai's sleeve and held it to his nose, breathing in her scent. It was a mixture of roses and strawberries as if she had just come from the meadows known to Jantu. To him, however her beauty did not match a flowers but much more than that. He quickly shoved the cloth into his pocket and left not daring to look back.

Kunanai snuck into the throne finding it empty of everything except the candlelight that reflected off the gold furniture. She moved though the room, finding it hard to keep to the shadows in a room so well lit. It seemed she would first be rid of Dananu; he was the easiest to kill being spoiled without having to fight in any battles. Unfortunately for him, that would be his undoing. She lifted her nose to the sir, finding Dananu's scent left heading to his private chambers.

'Murdered in bed, how quaint,' she thought.

She crept lightly down the corridor, her mind focused on the one goal she had had since she was but five when her parents were brutally murdered before her eyes. If anyone was an Hanyou, it was Dananu and Yananu. As an Kitsune in Lord Inari's inner court, she had the duty of killing, riding the world of their stupidity. The dark outline of the door to his chambers came into view causing Kunanai to smirk mentally. She changed, reverting back to her more human form.

"Now it's your turn," she whispered to herself, her eyes narrowing seemingly staring at her intended target.

At that moment, she reached out, grasping the doorknob, the cool metal under her warm flesh. Now was the time and she could not hesitate.

TBC

An: Well, isn't that interesting? What's going to happen you might wonder? Find out soon. Review please. Much Love, S. Hunter.