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 2

Kurama heard a splash in the water below. He chuckled to himself while going threw his new found jewels. He's only twenty. Twenty! I'm 15 times older than him, he needs training, or he'll never be able to work up to my standers. Kurama had found a red ruby in his jewel pouch and set that one aside by conjuring up vines to hold it to the wall.

He then contemplated about what to do next. Should he go see what happened to Nabulung, find Kuronue and Yomi, or try to find a more challenging castle? Kurama rested his hand on his stomach as he felt it growl in hunger. It seemed his body had something else in mind like usual, and typical of every Youko, he would follow his fox instincts.

While leaving his den he undid his middle white belt and took off the vest of soft fabric that covered his chest. He let the cloths fall to the ground and walked to the edge of the rock. Without a second thought he jumped high and dove with style into the river.

The cunning Youko swam in the water (choke on a fish bone) searching for some fish to grab hold of. The sound of his stomach growling echoed threw the water, a sound the fish where haunted with. Every time that sly Youko would come into their waters one of their members would be stolen and never seen again.

Kurama did not see the point in wasting spirit energy to catch a few fish, so he spent approximately five minuets swimming with speed and knocking fish unconscious. Once he caught one he would throw it to the shore and let it flip and flop if it could muster movement.

He then came across a hate fish. Those ugly demon fish that loved to eat the flesh of anything it could get between its sharp teeth. So much for not using Ki for fishing. Kurama thought.

Kurama came to the surface to take a large breath of air then dove once again into the river. The hate fish charged at Kurama but the sly fox was ready for him. He had pulled out a rose and torn off one of its thrones. Transferring some of his Ki into the thorn of the rose he turned it into an extremely large thorn of the Cockspore Hawthorn Tree which is extremely poisonous.

The fish swam faster and faster at Kurama, wanting to sink its teeth into that luscious skin. It opened its mouth ready to strike at any moment, just a few more feet and it would have that fox between its jaws. The fish was now just inches from Kuramas body when he trusted the poisonous thorn into the fish's mouth and nearly out its tail. Youko could hear the thorn pushing past bones and other innards, the sound of cracks and snaps even made even the fox himself shudder.

As the fish started to float to the top a trail of blood could be seen escaping the body with the injected thorn. Water started to turn dark red, other fish that had managed to survive hid within the aquatic plants, there was no wake, and the only thing still moving in the water was the making of all the destruction.

Kurama swam to the middle of the lake and grabbed the hate fish by its tail. He swam to the shore and lifted the fish onto his shoulder. Blood slowly dripped off it onto the youko's chest and white pants that where not so white anymore. Due to the blood in the water Kuramas pants where now a light pink tide color.

He sighed and walked ashore, he came across a coiled up red fox with the tip of its right ear flopped over that appeared to be sleeping. "Nabulung?" The white tips of his tails touched his nose and that made it an adorable site. A little kit lying in the grass by the side of a lake sleeping. "How fascinating."

Kurama dropped the bloody hate fish on top of the sleeping youko, but then he had second thoughts, seeing as hate fish weight more than most things. "This is not nape time." Nabulung transformed back into his former self and struggled to get out from under the fish. It was very amusing to Kurama to see another youko like him trying to get away from something that was already dead. "You really do need training." He said.

Nabulung finally got into a position where he could kick the fish off of him. "You Bastard." He cursed Kurama. Nabulung lifted the fish by its tail and threw it at the other youko. "You know how much that damn thing weighs?" Kurama caught the fish and threw on to the other smaller ones.

"You're just weak." Kurama assumed that had to be true. He couldn't even get a dead fish off of him fast enough to be even slightly impressive. "Your attempt was remarkable though. Very interesting." He turned and faced his pile of dead fish. "Hungry?"

"Hungry! You drop a damn fish on me and then a minuet later you ask if I'm hungry? What type of Youko are you?" Complained Nabulung. Kurama turned around and walked right up to Nabulung. He wrapped his arms around the red foxes waist to pull him close. "Kur-" Kurama pressed his lips up against Nabulungs before he could say his name. Kurama made a mental note to make sure he gave Nabulung another chance to chant his name.

He slid his tongue into Nabulungs mouth, wanting to taste any part he could. Nabulung was inexperienced but was not half bad and kissing back. They played in each other mouths, both fighting for dominance, Kurama won.

He pulled away and looked into Nabulungs purple tinted eyes. "A complicated one." He smirked and let go of Nabulungs waist to turn to face the fish. "So are you hungry or not?"

Nabulung stared at Kurama; you could still see blood from the fish trailing down his shoulders. Kurama turned to face a bunch off trees that lined the lake. "Why do you have blood on you?" He asked, very curious.

Kurama looked down onto himself and just realized his pants where pink and he had blood on his chest. He pointed to the fish, hoping that Nabulung would catch the hit that they where the reason. "Go find wood for the fire while I go find a place to wash and become uncontaminated." He said. "Then clean the fish and start the fire if I'm not back by then."

Kurama jumped up onto the cliff above the water fall before Nabulung could refuse to the tasks given. "Damn him." He muttered as he faced the forest aside him. He walked into the forest muttering to himself about that sly youko.


Chapter 2 is up! I'm so happy! Actually... yeah I'm happy. Tell me if I made any mistakes or anything, I'll try working on my other fics too!

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