Charmed Kitsune

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NarutoxPhoebex Prue x Piper x ?

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''Normal Speech''

Inner Thoughts, Dialogue, or reading passages from books and scrolls

(Quick Notes and Messages or Echoes.)

(Dark over lapping echoes)

''Boss Summons, Demons, Dark beings speaking, Demonic/Angry characters Speaking as well as extremely Dark spells and Magic.''

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Author's Note

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There is quite a bit of writing in Charmed that is just plain annoying and one of those is the use of Arbitrary Skepticism. The sisters have a bad habit of scoffing at anything they haven't encountered and it got worse every season. Quite honestly that is what we call Plot stupidity/Idiot Ball or whatever you want to call it. Sometimes you have to wonder why people don't question this. And if they do why did the authors not rewrite it?

I guess they were going with the trope that Viewers would be morons and if you throw some fanservice out there and action they wouldn't notice it. Probably explains all the annoying black and white morality in the later seasons.

As for Paige I already have the start of her character arc started so don't worry, but like I said I am asking for ideas. And I also got another original episode points written down so if you have some monster you want to see, or characters you want to come back you have to review as I am not a mind reader.

And for those who have noticed I'm going to avert another annoying Trope. Bad Powers does not mean Bad People. Another one of the annoying things about post season four. And the person portraying this is Aviva who is using fire based powers, a power which is specified demonic but is not evil. Powers themselves are not necessarily evil, but the intent of its users. Well with the exception of a power that is fueled by hate...that's obviously evil.

Blondes are evil? Hhm I might play around with that as many blond witches in the show always end up being inadvertently evil and slutty.

Another thing is the annoying thing of the sisters not recognizing when one or the other is obviously possessed. You should be able to recognize the sibling you spent most of your life with is acting differently. For those who studied and know about the life of the girls okay. For those who don't...no excuse.

Two-Fair Share (Not a Trope) - I always felt like Chris got the shit end of the stick...just to have the shit end. I mean he was born from the same parents and fit the prophecy...so just because he wasn't born first he isn't this great chosen one. Also it actually would have been interesting if they stuck to what was established. While the Wyatt being a boy (a son never being born into the family line) was a shocking swerve to that specific universe, I'm sure it felt predictable to us audience members/viewers and I am quite disappoint(ed) that we never got to see much of little Melinda.

EX: Don't worry, some canonical plot points and plot arcs will make their appearance. In an interesting way.

Conflict Ball-Will try to avoid that when possible.

Anyone remember when the show mentioned Timing, feeling, and phases of the moon being a part of magic. Does anyone else sense an original episode?

Remember when the wasteland beast was killed? Was the consequences of that ever touched on? No...well it will be in this fanfic.

For those who know a lot about Neopaganism and Wicca feel free to tell what you know in a review or PM.

Another Thing not touched upon. The cost it would take to maintain the three-story Victorian manor with a yard in an Francisco, a very dense urban area with some of the most expensive real estate in the country. Even if you try to hand wave and say The Powers that Be did something so the Nexus would be protected then why couldn't they...I don't know...step in during later seasons when the world is close to being destroyed, or the incident with the Avatars and the countless other incidents throughout the series? Probably not going to touch upon it all that much, but maybe some mentioning of the situation would help.

If the Elders were so omniscience that the word marriage had to be avoided when Piper and Leo were trying to get married how could they not notice one of their angels knocking up his charge? And you're telling me that not once Baby Paige orbed or anything like that? Why wasn't this elaborated on more...then again considering the obvious ass-pull of Paige's existence. And damnit why didn't the Powers That Be tell the sister Cole was possessed. Needless Drama is needless.

Informed Attribute: Phoebe being a great advice columnist. Won't be such a informed attribute here.

If there is anything else that needs to be covered it will be later. Other than that enjoy the story.

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Story Start

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In Cairo, Egypt on an unidentified date three men were scouring about the perimeter of an Egyptian mansion filled with artifacts. One of them had picked up a large rock easily three times the size of his fist and punched through one of the glass windows of the mansion. Reaching inside of the door he undid the lock and pushed the doors open.

"I Told ya' piece of cake." He confidently told his companions as the right door was pushed aside and all three of them stepped in. All three men looked to be in their twenties to thirties, Caucasian, lantern jaw and average built with dark hair. They were all dressed in clothes one would expect of a tourist or a casual worker who spent much time in Egypt; clothes tailor made to prevent too much heat absorption.

"Let's just do this and get out of here." One of the other men decided, glancing over his shoulder nervously. It was obvious that he seemed uneasy about the whole thing.

The man who broke upon the glass let out an annoyed huff. ''Clay, Relax. I told you, no one's home. The owner is dead." the first man told his companion.

The third man made him way towards Clay and pat him on the shoulder, effectively gaining Clay's attention. "Stay here and keep watch. We'll get the urn." He ordered, as he briefly gestured to the door with his other hand as he went and joined the first man.

Clay stayed behind and watched as the other two men walked into a nearby room. He shifted nervously and glanced around the room and tried to remain calm.

When they were out of ear shot, the third man; the shortest of them with the darkest hair grabbed the taller man to get him to stop so he could ask his question. "Clay doesn't know, does he?"

"Why spook him? He'd probably believe it actually was the curse that killed the old man." The other man replied with a shrug as he turned and continued his search for the object they came to pilfer.

"He was stung to death by a scorpion, Wesley. In the bathroom of an airplane." The shorter man reminded his companion as he too continued the search for the urn.

Wesley turned back to the other man in disbelief. "Don't tell me you believe in that crap?" Wesley asked the man with veiled annoyance.

"Do you think I'd be here if I did?" the man quickly retorted before his eyes caught sight of an urn upon a side table.

"Is that it?" the man asked with a slight nod of his head as he pointed out in the Urn. It was a rather old vase composed of gold and blue symbols and an image of a priestess on its size. The vase itself was mostly blue as well.

"That's it." Wesley announced, running up to the urn and picking it up off the table. As soon as he touched it the

Egyptian picture on the side of the urn, away from the two men, began to glow. "You see any scorpions around, Palmer?" Wesley joked, looking around them pointedly.

"No, just dollar signs." Palmer laughed. "Let's go." He decided as Clay came running up to them. As they turned to leave the picture on the urn floated in the air in a swirl of golden dust for a few seconds before it disappeared, unnoticed by the thieves. Though they did notice the sound of a card pulling up and look for a place to hide.

Moments later two guards entered the house as the three thieves hid behind a some large plotted pants just in time to avoid them.

"Should've never let you guys talk me into this." Clay muttered, his eyes following the movements of the armed guards.

Wesley turned back to him. "Shut up." He ordered, though his voice harsh but soft so as not to alert the guards. "We'll split up and meet in San Francisco. Give the urn to your friend and hock it right away." Wesley continued, passing the urn to Clay.

Clay made a move to get up, but was stopped by Palmer grabbing his arm. "Don't you think about ripping us off 'cause I'll find you." Palmer threatened before letting go of Clay and allowing him to run off. Palmer followed suite and ran off in another direction.

Wesley waited a moment before taking off in a third direction. He pulled to a stop when he noticed the golden dust forming in front of him, blocking his exit. It fully formed into a woman and his eyes widened in shock and fear. "Whoa. What are you?" Wesley demanded sharply.

"I'm the guardian of the urn." She replied cryptically, taking several steps forward.

"The what?" Wesley asked as the guardian touched her ring and then Wesley's chest. "Hey, what are you doing?" Wesley tried to move away, but didn't move fast enough as a large spider appeared where she had touched him. He screamed in pain as the spider bit him and in moments he had fallen to the ground, still writhing in agony.

Palmer had come back, upon hearing his friend's yell, to see what was going on. He stopped behind the plants where he could just see Wesley through the leaves.

The guardian of the urn watched as Wesley slowly died. "You are being punished for your greed…"

She explained, her eyes then flickering to where she knew Palmer was hiding. "… As for your friends..." She trailed off pointedly as Palmer took off in another direction.

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Meanwhile back in San Francisco too who would become involved in the situation were trying to diffuse the current one mounting. Phoebe couldn't help but feel hurt by tonight's events. Even if Naruto wasn't hers and she agreed with Piper to compete for him and when that didn't work and the blond went for Prue she did her best to move on, but some force out there wouldn't let her. Between his presence and those damn chaotic premonitions she couldn't make up her mind. This whole time she was feeling guilty at the possibility of becoming involved with a guy who was with her sister, this entire time beating herself up over the thoughts and secretly craving the possibility of a relationship with the man that plagued her thoughts all that turmoil now seemed to meant nothing when her sisters decided they were going to share the same guy.

''How...how did this start?'' Phoebe finally asked in a faint and airy tone as she tried to understand. Hopeless Romantic Piper and the very serious and semi-traditional minded Prue pursuing such a relationship boggled her mind.

''Arashi…Naruto was my dream lover!'' Piper slowly started, her uncertainty was evident in first glance along with how uncomfortable she felt. One wouldn't blame her considering how tense the atmosphere was. ''I intimately got involved with Arashi and after talking about it the three of us decided to give it a try. It's not like we're just jumping into this Phoebe. We're trying to see if this will work as it's one thing to say or assume something when you yourself never give something a chance or willing to, but it's completely different when you give it a chance you know.''

''But the same guy?'' Phoebe knew she was being a tiny bit hypocritical because of that little incident at that one college party with the guy and the other girl; also that other one with the two guys which soon became just those two guys as she was left out...something that caused her to shutter and she didn't like to think about. 'Polygamy? Having to share time and love with other women? How could they stand not being the center of his world? Is really fair to give your entire heart to someone when they wouldn't be doing the same?'

Seeing the stunned look on Phoebe's face wasn't going to fade anytime soon Prue decided to speak up. ''It's tough to understand Phoebe, but at least try too. It's like coming to terms with our wiccan heritage and the fact that many people would find it unbelievable and strange. Many religious fanatics would be barging up our doorstep ready to exorcise the evil witches and such, if they knew the truth. The way they were raised religiously to accept such things as evil is the same way we were raised with a monogamous mind-set to relationships. There are those who aren't going to change their minds on how they view this sort of thing and honestly why should we live for them? Why should we live for their approval when it's our life?''

''And this makes you happy? The three of you?'' she slowly asked as she tried to wrap her head around it.

''Indeed Phoebe. I care for both of your sisters and there is just something in both of them that draws me to them. Something special that really calls out to me.'' as the words left Naruto's mouth Phoebe couldn't help but feel so low. That victory over carver could only elevated her self-esteem so high. After weeks of feeling the odd one out because of her lack of combat ability now she was being left behind when it came to a romantic love life. 'Something special...' that statement, Naruto's assurance that there was something special in her sisters and not her cut her pretty deep.

''So once again I'm left on the side-lines huh?'' she bitterly remarked as the others recoiled from the tone.

''Phoebe...'' Piper called out to her softly. ''It's not like that at all...'' but before she could continue Phoebe lashed at her.

''I don't want to hear it Piper! What is it about me that people just dismiss? I mean for fucks sake I'm supposed to be one of the damn Charmed Ones and even our enemies treat me like I'm a joke half the time. I mean unlike you I can actually stand up for myself!'' Phoebe harshly snapped at her sister.

''Phoebe!'' Prue all but shouted, ''You apologize to Piper right now! You have no right to say that...'' but before Prue could further assert her older sister dominance Phoebe's emotionally charged state won out.

''Oh don't even start with me Super-witch!'' she venomously spat as Prue recoiled in shock. ''It's always about Prue isn't it? The Greater glory of Prue! Prue the great protector! Prue the responsible one! Prue the strongest one while I was the screw-up! Even when I was honest and sincere you always had an image of who I was in your mind. Too bad it took the incident with Roger before you opened your eyes. I mean you chose the words of a man over your own sister! Then again no one is perfect right?''

''Phoebe...'' when her name was said it wasn't a shout or a gasp of surprise. It was a simple, gentle call that caused Phoebe to froze in mid-rant. Her eyes locked with Naruto's and she saw one thing...disappointment and that more than anything broke her heart. 'Why? Why do I care so much? Ever since I was a little girl I always felt like something was missing. That I forgotten something and when I look at him it feels like it's on the tip of my tongue. Why am I...why am I not good enough?' her eyes began to be stained by tears. ''...why am I not good enough?'' she whispered as got up, ignoring her sisters cries for her as she stormed out of house.

''Why aren't you doing anything? Naruto you have to do something to stop her before she ends up getting hurt?'' the desperation in Prue's voice rose with each word as she grabbed onto to sleeves of Naruto's shirt.

''She'll be fine.'' Naruto assured Prue who looked like she was about to blow a gasket.

''How the hell can you say that? Didn't everything she said just go over your head?'' she moved in front of him to look into his eyes. She was startled by what she saw. Naruto looked...crest-fallen.

''She's hurt Prue. Various emotions have welled up inside of her and she is unsure of herself. When she cools off she'll be ready to talk with us.'' he said as he went to join Piper on the couch who was still a bit shocked.

''My own sister thanks I'm a doormat. What does that say about me?'' Piper wondered as she laid her head on Naruto's shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her.

''She didn't meant what she said Pi...she was just angry.'' he said as he rubbed her arm in a comforting fashion. ''Though if it makes you two happy I'll go after her.'' he said as he got up and followed Phoebe out the door.

Phoebe found herself in the bar knocking back her sixth martini. Unlike her sisters who were social drinkers Phoebe was a bit of a party girl had her share of alcoholic beverages. 'God...what is wrong with me? Why did I say that to them?' Phoebe sulkily thought as she rest her cheek on her hand as she trailed her finger along the rim of the glass.

''A Shot of Vodka! And keep them coming!'' a rather stressed voice said followed by the sound of a wrinkled hundred dollar being placed on the counter.

Phoebe looked up and recognized the man. ''Clay?'' Phoebe spoke up, surprised to meet one of her exes.

The man turned to her, a bit startled he turned to the person who called his name and was just as surprised to see her there. ''Phoebe? What are you doing here? I thought you were still in New York City.''

''Yeah well as you can see I moved back. Anyway, last I heard of you, you were traveling the world.'' This meeting was a nice little distraction from tonight's earlier incident.

''Yeah well I decided to come back in town. Since I'm back in town and you're back in town maybe we should get together sometime...you know for old time's sake. That is if you aren't seeing anyone?''

Phoebe hesitated for a moment and then answered. ''Yeah...I would like that. So what have you been up to?'' She decided that no matter how many premonitions she received she would do her best to push down those feelings for the sake of her sisters. After catching up a bit the two of them decide to meet up for a date tomorrow night.

With Phoebe more than a little tipsy when Naruto found her he teleport them both back to the mansion. The blond then told them good night as he left the sisters to discuss things out. ''I want to say I'm sorry...'' Phoebe immediately apologized before her sisters could say anything. ''I was way out of line by what I said; everything was in anger and frustration and...''

''Just forget about it.'' Prue cut her off, it was getting late and everyone was feeling more than tired. Considering they had training in the morning she wanted this whole thing behind them and out of the way. No amount of yelling was going to change things and the best they could do is to try and work out their issues over time instead of expecting everything to magically fix in a single night.

''Well I want to say that whatever you all want to do it's up to you. I mean all three of you are consenting adults and if Naruto makes you happy than I'm happy.'' after Phoebe profusely apologized a few more times the sisters made up and decided to put the whole situation behind them.

After a two mile jog which left the sisters a little winded it was time for personal training with Phoebe undergoing the usual martial arts instruction that left Prue and Piper to focus on their offensive powers. One day they focused on that and the next day they focused on physical condition.

Phoebe was being instructed in doing the Dynamic Squat exercises to help with her power, agility and flexibility this exercise specifically targeting her legs and core muscles. (1)

With Prue, she had to practice snatching rocks that Naruto's clones hurled out of the air with Telekinesis and hurl them at the bulls-eyes of archery targets Piper was freezing hers in the air. And when she was getting that pat down it was time to move on to the next time.

Suffice to say the sisters were slowly getting used to the schedule as they were finally getting into a groove since the whole business began. Later that night Phoebe was practically running down the stairs trying to put some finishing touches on her make-up with Piper just behind her.

"New York Clay? That Clay?" Piper demanded as she jumped down the steps two at a time to keep up with Phoebe's pace.

Phoebe gave the slightest of nods, trying to appear nonchalant as she ran a hand self-consciously through her hair. "That's the one." She replied, not looking back to face Piper.

Still surprised, Piper brought up something Phoebe mentioned in the past. "You said you never wanted to see him again." whatever the incident was that occurred Phoebe wouldn't talk about it.

"Ancient history." Phoebe admitted with a soft laugh.

"Six months?" Piper asked in disbelief.

Phoebe reached the bottom of the stairs and finally turned to face her pestering older sister.

"Five." She corrected absently. Phoebe stopped just in front of Prue, who was listening to the conversation with raised eyebrows, trying to figure out what Piper and Phoebe were talking about. "He's just stopping by on his way home. It's not a big deal. He was traveling or something."

Prue frowned and decided she need a little more direct information. "Who's Clay?"

"Nobody." Phoebe answered immediately, not really in the mood to explain everything to her eldest sister.

Piper glanced from Phoebe to Prue with narrowed eyes. "Her ex-boyfriend. The musician. She met him when she was working at the Rainbow Room. You remember?" She prompted.

Prue thought the information over and shook her head. "No, I don't. Nobody told me." She replied to Piper before turning to Phoebe curiously. "They hired you at the Rainbow Room?"

Phoebe nodded a little smugly, but Piper answered before Phoebe could. "Yeah, she was the hostess until she started working at the Chelsea Pier." Piper continued to explain for her elder sister's benefit when it became obvious that she didn't know anything.

Phoebe rolled her eyes at their continued conversation. "Okay, can we talk about this later please?" She interrupted as the doorbell rang. "A lot later. We're just friends, that's all." She assured her older sisters, slowly taking steps toward the front door. "Do I have lipstick on my teeth?" Phoebe asked self-consciously, smiling widely for her sisters.

"Yes." Piper lied.

"Oh…" Phoebe murmured, rubbing her teeth frantically with finger as she went over to open the door to meet Clay when they stopped in the doorway of the Conservatory.

"Phoebe." Clay greeted softly.

"Hey." Phoebe breathed she greeted him with a enthralled look.

From inside the room the other two sisters heads craned to the side slightly as they watched their sister become practically smitten in seconds.

"It's really good to see you." Clay finally managed to reply, his eyes flickering over Phoebe.

Phoebe laughed a little in agreement before stepping forward and allowing herself to be pulled into a friendly hug. She jerked slightly as she was thrown into a premonition.

She and Clay were in bed together, kissing passionately.

Phoebe slowly pulled back a large smile on her face and her hand brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Clay looked at her curiously for a moment. "You okay?" He asked.

Phoebe nodded slightly. "Uh huh." She assured him before remembering her sisters behind her. She turned back to introduce Clay to them. "Ooh." Phoebe whispered, her thoughts invariably thinking of her premonition.