Everyone knows what its like to love some you can't have, but even worse to fall in love with someone who is willing to let you have them and willing to let you love them, and more than willing to take everything you are, but they never love you back. No matter how much you cry for it, they will never love you back.

Chapter 1

Kurama, Kuronue, and Nabulung where departing from their latest steal. Dashing threw the trees, evading the arrows produced by the castles defense system; they had learned well how to get past such meaningless precautions to defend itself.

Nabulung was their most recent apprentice. He was also a Youko existing in the Makai, and this was his examination to see if he was worthy to the clan of thieves. Nabulung is a red fox; he had ears like Kuramas and a build like his too, though he was a few inches shorter than the other youko. Besides that his hair was shorter and red, the tip of his right ear flopped over a little, and his eyes where a dark purple, there where few differences between Kurama and him.

He had two fluffy red tails with pure white tips at the end that always looked like a tasty morsel to any kitsune. He wore dark indigo pants, and a dark lavender tank top that revealed his toned chest. He had also wrapped strips of crimson cloth around his left arm tied at his hand.

This was Nabulung, and those other two where Youko and Kuronue. Nabulung was the youngest of the three, and the most inexperienced, a characteristic that takes time to repair.

Each of them was carrying a sack over their shoulders filled with precious things they had bowered without asking and didn't plan on giving back. They reached their Den that was hidden behind a waterfall on a cliff that was connected to the mountainside. Trees and other plants grew all around the cave and the falling waters. The entrance to the cave was hidden by the flow of water, though anyone who walked under or looked up from near the waterfall could clearly see that there was an entrance.

Youko dropped his bag near the rest of their treasures and walked to the back of the cave. All around where beautiful vines and foliage complements to the Youkos. On the walls grew flowers colors of many, on the ground grew soft moss and grasses, and on the ceiling hung vines that hosted grapes and other colorful fruits.

"Ah what a pleasing feeling. We made it! That wasn't much of a challenge though." It sounded as if he was thinking out loud. "Maybe we need to find another castle Kuronue. What do you think?"

Kuronue glared at Kurama. "It only seems easy to you. You're over 300 years old, and you're fast, strong, sly, and to put on top, you're a Youko." Kurama laid himself down on his rose bed in the back of the cave. He placed his hands behind his head and smirked at Kuronues comment. After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up.

"Congratulations Nabulung. You've made it into my pack." Nabulung smiled and sat crossed legged with his back to the wall, he started going threw his jewels. He picked up one and held it to the light. "Aren't they beautiful Nabulung? Jewels and flowers are the things I love the most."

Kuronue walked over to Kurama and whispered something in his ear. He smirked at Kurama and the fox nodded and said he loved that too. Nabulung looked up and was going to ask what it was, but he needed not speculate for the answer was right in fount of his eyes.

Apparently Kuronue had pulled Youko into a feverish kiss, he was holding the back of that Youkos head and didn't plan on letting go till he got to experience once again the demon that everyone wants but can never truly have.

Nabulung sat their, staring at the two demons lip locked and suddenly wanting something like that for himself. It felt so awkward, it's not like he was never exposed to this type of thing, but he had never had the pleasure to experience it for himself. So inexperienced….

The two demons had finally broken off the kiss and for a moment they stared at each other till Kuronue brook the trance by turning around to face the exit. "I have to set out Youko Kurama." He said, calling Kurama by his full name.

Youko lifted himself up resting his weight upon his elbows and by the look in his eye; glared at Kuronue. "Why?" A simple question from a complicated being. He swung his legs over and set them on the floor, now sitting upright on his bed.

Kuronue took a few steps toward the exit then turned to Kurama. "I told Yomi I would meet him." He strode to the exit, but stopped to pick up his sack of treasure.

Kurama growled in the back of his throat. "You're teasing me Kuronue; I'll get you for that. You should know not to back a fox into a corner, especially this fox." Kurama yelled pointing to himself. Kuronue was just about to leave but at the exit he turned and smirked at Youko.

He left the two Youkos' on there own. Kurama had forgotten Nabulung was even in the cave, he was so quite. That thought made Kurama wonder if he was quite all the time. Come to think of it, I barely know anything about him. Kurama let his gaze fell upon Nabulung who immediately brought is attention back to the jewels in front of him.

"All Youkos have a fascination with beautiful things. I don't believe they can help it." Kurama said. Nabulung looked up at him; he dove into those eyes you could swim in. He had such a perfect body, perfect hair, perfect face, perfect everything. Kurama was beautiful and all Youkos had a liking to things that where beautiful.

What was this emotion he was feeling? "You like beautiful things don't you?" Kurama inquired. Nabulung blinked trying to escape that drowning gaze. "Yeah... I suppose I do."

Kurama stood from his bed and walked over to Nabulung, keeping eye contact the whole time. He placed his face right in front of Nabulungs and whispered in a soft voice: "Does that mean you like me?" There was no denying that Youko Kurama was beautiful, but why did he ask that question? And right after he was kissing Kuronue, have he no shame?

Nabulung froze at the question. For some reason his voice box had just decided to get up and leave. Kurama was inching his way closer to Nabulungs face and he had yet to say a word. "I… I um-" Still unable to answer he evaded Youko by standing up making Youko look up at him and also stand. Nabulung has his back to the exit and Kurama was facing him.

To Kurama it looked as Nabulung was blushing, his face was an unusual shade of red and almost seemed to match his hair. Why does my body feel so warm? Nabulung thought. He looked at Kurama who was looking back at him intently.

Youko pouted a little and strode to the exit. He's leaving? Youko left the cave, running his fingers over the wall as he past. Why did he leave I wonder…Nabulung faced the exit and walked to the side of the cave, peering out onto the water fall and trees below. He slowly stepped out of the cave and saw no Youko. He stood there for a moment and starched his head, wondering where that Youko could have gotten to so fast. He bended over to looked under the cliff when he heard a sound behind him.

"Nabulung!" Nabulung turned just in time to see a Youko jump down from top layer of rock and feel being knocked to the ground. Nabulung lay with Kurama's hands on his shoulders, stopping him from getting away.

Kurama smirked pleased with his catch. "I even gave you a forewarning and you still where powerless to stop me from pinning you. Suppose I was an enemy?" Youko took his hands away and crossed his arms, still sitting on top of Nabulungs stomach. "You require training Nabulung. How old are you?"

Nabulung sat up as much as Kurama would let him. The way he was sitting could break Nabulungs ribs if he wasn't careful. "Twenty."

"Twenty?" Youko stood and let out his hand to help Nabulung up. "One hundred twenty is not a bad age. You still should have been able to dodge me none the less." Nabulung took Kurama hand.

"Not one hundred twenty, just twenty." Kurama immediately let go of Nabulungs hand making him fall backwards and stubble off the rock. He grasped the edge of the cliff, his feel dangling. Bending his knees Kurama got closer to Nabulung. "Go gain some experience. I can't work with a kit." With that Kurama rose and made himself absent leaving Nabulung to help himself.

"You worked with me already!" Those where the last words he yelled before he ended up loosing his grip and falling into the little river below. Nabulung, now completely drenched, was lying on the shore trying to sun dry. "Damn that Youko." He muttered to himself.

Nabulung sat up but he was exhausted from hanging, falling, and swimming to shore, and immediately laid back down in the grass. He closed his eyes and absorbed the warmth from the sun. Slowly drifting asleep and dreaming of the day when he could work with Kurama and not have to fall off a cliff for it.


This is like my first fic with Youko and Kuronue. Nabulung is a character I made up. He's the best the coolext and the cutest thing I've ever done! .

Please review and tell me waht you think! I'll have the next chapter done soon! I hope...