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Chapter 4: My Ku-kun!

"Ku-kun where did you go?" A seven year old Yasaka chirped playfully. "How are you so good at this?"

"Because I am a sneaky fox." The voice of Kurama came from above, but Yasaka found nothing but the branches of a tree when she looked up. "You gotta try harder."

"I will not lose to you in tag, Ku-kun!" Yasaka declared with a fiery passion.

Off on the sidelines leaning against the paper doors was the sun goddess Amaterasu. A warm smile plastered on her face as she continued to watch her two favorite kits of crimson and gold chase each other in one of the palace's many gardens. Or more accurately Kurama having fun at Yasaka's expense with the use of clones of himself while the soon-to-be leader of the Yokai stubbornly persisted trying to tag Kurama. Not once did Yasaka expect that Kurama was using physical clones to trick her.

It still baffled Amaterasu how Kurama, the second nine-tailed kitsune, had invented a chakra technique that created an actual physical clone of the caster. These clones shared the same personality as the original and can apparently transfer knowledge of what they learned back to the caster. In fact, the real Kurama was off to the side near a pond studying from a book for his own while more were on the roofs practicing sword katas of all things. The only downside was that the clones were not that durable unless considerably more chakra was put into the clone, and Kurama had a lot of chakra.

It had been a little over three years ago since Kurama had joined Yasaka's life, and it had been all the more better for Amaterasu's surrogate daughter to have a friend. The kitsune's friendship grew close, more so on Yasaka's part as she would often go to his room with her home cooking. Amaterasu had more than once found the pair having fallen asleep together, and she had to bite down the urge to squeal at how cute they were. What troubled the sun goddess though was what Kurama was putting himself through, and not one week after moving to the palace did he suddenly start training.

Training as in preparing for war with how hard he pushed himself. Kurama pushed his bodies through exercises no child should ever do, studied katas of the sword to master Muramasa when Amaterasu never even thought of teaching him to begin with, and honing his chakra in a way that Amaterasu never imagined. His strange way of using chakra somehow implemented the powers of the elements and manipulating chakra in ways that proved more destructive than magic. The implications that Kurama were downright unheard of as the only known ways of the use of chakra has always been through senjutsu and youjutsu. Yet Kurama was taking the uses of chakra leagues ahead in the use of everyday life.

Just yesterday Amaterasu almost jumped all the way back to the Shinto heaven when she found Kurama standing upside down on the ceiling, and it was only from Kurama's explanation that he was focusing charka at his feet to do just that. He also received a scolding for all the holes he blasted on the walls and ceiling.

Amaterasu tried finding some way to rationalize his reasons, and on some level didn't want him to do this. She could not deny the warrior within him and Kurama's protectiveness over Yasaka. It was sweet really, but still mind boggling how far Kurama was pushing himself and it was only thanks to his unusual rate of recovery and healing factor that he was always up and about. And she had no idea how to approach in the way Kurama was using his chakra since it was obviously working. The sun goddess begrudgingly hired tutors for Kurama in martial arts that would visit occasionally. A kendo master would have been nice, but Kurama denied saying he had no need and instead was teaching himself.

Still, much of what Kurama wanted to do Amaterasu forcefully had to hold him back since he was still a child. She should've made sure Tora didn't fill her son's head all about 'cool' things of Japan with all the fighting and swords. He was always so infatuated of those concepts himself as a child, and now it was passed onto Kurama. At least he had his mother's seriousness when it was needed.

Kurama had only really opened up to Yasaka the most compared to other denizens, including Amaterasu. He was awfully very reclusive, and was not prone to make any sort of conversation unless Yasaka asked him to.

If only she knew that everything that Kurama was training himself in was from total memory from his time within his three hosts of Mito, Kushina, and Naruto, and he spent the past three years roaming down his memories to pick up useful pieces. From the former two Kurama gained a better understanding how to use his chakra in his new physical body. It was not like the chakra network that humans from the Elemental Nations described, but a vast pool that filled his whole body. The same could be said about Yasaka's and every other Yokai's chakra configuration when he looked at them with his EMS, always emitting an aura of chakra around their bodies instead of having it contained in some sort of pathways like a nervous system.

Then there was what happened when he tried using senjutsu, or at least how he remembered how it was down in his time with Naruto. However, natural chakra came much more naturally to him since his own chakra was a mix of nature, physical, spiritual, and whatever existed in Kaguya. The problem was that the moment Kurama opened himself to nature, he was hit with so much raw malice that it threatened to turn him back into the raging monster that he was known for. With sheer willpower did Kurama make it through and cut the connection, but the experience shocked him. Apparently, the natural energy of this world was highly imbalanced due to how humans in this world were allowed too much freedom and were polluting the planet. Yet another reason why Kurama absolutely abhorred the human race. Give them enough power and they would destroy their very home without a second thought.

Kenjutsu was solely from his memories of Kushina, limited as they were considerably she was his least favorite fan. Not much one can see of the outside world when one is impaled by golden chains. Mito was second in being tolerable allowing him to view the outside world, but still putting up the pretense that he was too dangerous to be let out. Only Naruto had his respect as he promised with all his body to free Kurama and be his friend, and from the gaki did Kurama learn the most of offensive jutsu.

He almost missed the gobsmacked look on Amaterasu's face when he produced a rasengan, which was rather easy considering it was inspired from his Tailed Beast Bomb, and that when he learned the ways of chakra were vastly different than they were in the Elemental Nations. They did not harness the elements of nature and rarely had any techniques dedicated to complete offense. There wasn't any existence of anything related to ninjutsu on a destructive scale, and the closest variant of genjutsu was youjutsu that dealed in wide-scale illusions.

That made his knowledge one of a kind and seemingly prodigal in his 'discovery'. Kurama felt oddly respectful of the Yokai race at how they used chakra for more subtle arts instead of direct destruction, but he also saw the apparent weakness they had against other races that used a force called magic. The closest Yokai had to offense was their variant of senjutsu, which instead of granting them immense physical enhancement the senjutsu gifts them far more reflexes in Touki and disruption of one's ki, the physical aspect of chakra.

Should he try and teach these people the techniques from home? He wanted to say no, knowing that his knowledge has a chance of starting what the Elemental Nations became. The bare silver-lining of that proposal was that it was impossible to teach humans since they never were gifted chakra with some rare humans only being able to use either chi or ki. Idly, Kurama thought of teaching Yasaka a few tricks, and the mental image of Yasaka throwing out rasengans, making shadow clones, or breathing fire was honestly adorably hilarious.

Speaking of his new friend in this world, Kurama glanced up from his hiding spot. He had to hold in his snickers watching Yasaka failing to catch his many shadow clones sneaking circles around the golden kitsune. She had no noticeable change over the three years compared to himself who looked more fit, but he could not deny there was a greater radiance to Yasaka. An amused smile appeared on Kurama's human face as he went back to the book on this world's uses of chakra.

"FOUND YOU!"

Only to find himself caught off guard and tackled by a golden blur that was the real Yasaka having somehow sneaked up on him. Amaterasu openly released a beautiful watching Yasaka tackled the shocked Kurama into the pond water. Koi fish jumped in surprise and bolted far away from the duo. The pair came up simultaneously, both of their clothes drenched and soaked. Kurama's mane of red hair that he rarely allowed to cut was stubborn cut to his face and Yasaka's golden waterfall became shinier and smoother. Despite their state, Yasaka continued to giggle incessantly with a cheshire grin of victory while Kurama was sputtering nonsense.

"H-How?" Kurama managed to say.

Hell, he didn't even sense Yasaka close to him. To answer, Yasaka gestured back to the main garden area under the sakura tree where his own clones were flabbergasted. Kurama could sense a fluctuation of chakra in the air as the space distorted around the main garden area where his clones were equally flabbergasted. The 'Yasaka' in the garden disappeared as if it was a mirage, and only then did Kurama sense that the whole area was covered in chakra.

"I am the best at youjutsu, Ku-kun." Yasaka chirped in pride. "I've been learning more from my classes, and my teachers just started teaching me chakra control."

Kurama nodded dumbly, still in stock surprise that he was caught off guard by Yasaka of all people. That also revealed to him an unknown strength of youjutsu. While genjutsu injected the target with foreign chakra to mess with their senses, he now knew that youjutsu blanketed an entire area in chakra to produce the illusions. It was the only explanation in how Yasaka was able to fool all of his clones the entire time. No one would be able to detect it, and it could blank the signature of the caster.

"How did you sneak up on me and how did you find me?" Kurama could not help but ask.

Yasaka giggled. "Silly Ku-kun spends too much time in his book."

The former biju had the decency to blush in embarrassment. It was such a stupid reason of how he was caught, but he had never actually read a book until now. In his old life, it was either sleeping in some valley or sleeping in one of his hosts. Except that habanero that refused to let him sleep with those fucking chains.

"Fine, you win." Kurama relented. "What would you have me do?"

"Huh?" Yasaka was not expecting that from Kurama.

"You caught fair and square." Kurama briefed. "Now, I have to do something for you and I can't go back on it. Do whatever you want with me."

He may or not be trying to tease the poor girl if the bright blush evident on her face was anything to go by. Her thoughts were in a wild jumble, and in some corner of her mind came the suggestion of kissing all over Ku-kun's cute face and licking his whisker marks. Steam started to come out of her ears as the thought became louder before she shook her head to rid of the 'likable' idea.

"N-No, not that!" Yasaka exclaimed frantically. "D-Don't put those thoughts in m-my head, Ku-kun!"

"He-he-he." Kurama snickered.

A furious pout etched on Yasaka's face before it suddenly turned mischievous. Kurama's laughs turned back into sputters when his face was splashed by pond water. He gave a deadpanned look at the laughing golden kitsune before in all his maturity reciprocated with a wave of water half of Yasaka's height crashing harmlessly on Yasaka with the aid of his tails. It soon devolved into an exchange of laughter and splashes as the two kitsune Yokai continued to play in the pond water. The crimson Yokai would never admit, but this was honestly the most fun he had in over a thousand years.

Throughout all of this Amaterasu watched with such a warm smile, and wished she had some sort of device to take an image of this forever. Yasaka truly was a positive influence on Kurama healing his spirit from the trauma at the loss of his parents. He was oddly mature since then, no longer acting like a child most of the time. His genuine were mostly towards Yasaka, or were of a sickening sort when he discovered something truly destructive in his self-taught ways of chakra.

"That's enough you two." Amaterasu interrupted, making Kurama and Yasaka pause in their motions. "You can play in the water... when you go take a bath."

Yasaka brightened up. "Can Ku-kun and I use the big one in the palace?"

Kurama did not know why, but at that moment he felt a sense of doom befall him. As far as he understood, each room had their own bathroom to use, so it confused him what she meant by the 'big one'. Unless Yasaka meant one of the hot springs in the top levels of one of the towers of the palace.

There were still newplaces that for Kuama to discovering in this overly-sized palace. Not even daimyos from the Elemental Nations that he saw via Mito ever had this big of a palace. Perhaps it is the perk when one of the patrons is the head of the Shinto pantheon. Imagine Kurama's surprise when he learned the world was filled with gods of different pantheons. He was especially displeased of the Greek gods currently inhabiting the American continent as they reminded Kurama too much of that bloody pervert that did nothing for Naruto.

"Perhaps." Amaterasu mused. "But do you need servants to help wash you?"

"I can clean myself." Kurama said as he wasn't about to have strangers wash his body, especially when he was naked.

Kurama stiffened when he saw a gleam in Amaterasu's eyes. A very familiar gleam he had only seen from Kushina when she went into matchmaker frenzy all over the village. He suddenly felt like he was piece of meat and being wondered where he should be plated with.

"That's wonderful." Amaterasu said with a sweet smile. "Then it's not too much trouble for you to help Yasaka in the bath."

Kurama's head went blank for a moment before it went into overdrive. He wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but he definitely something in that sentence was not right. Yasaka's reaction was more profound as her entire body went red with a blush.

"KAA-CHAN!" Exclaimed Yasaka.

Even though it was Yasaka's plan to hang out with Kurama in the hot springs, she didn't actually mean for that. To the little girl, it seemed too intimate, but if she were older it would be more along the lines of perverse. A perverse act that she wouldn't too opposed to.

"Fine, fine." Amaterasu brushed off. "Go get yourselves cleaned up. Today is a special day as some good friends of mine are going to visit the palace. Hopefully, both will be there to make some friends as they are bringing some children of their own, and I've heard great things about them."

Kurama scoffed. "What could be so special that I have to go to some lousy party?"

"Well, it would interest you that these children have specifically asked to see you, Kurama-kun." Amaterasu said. "A little blue nekoshou and the last tanuki Yokai to be exact."

Kurama at first waved it off until realization came to mind. 'Could it be them? Matatabi? Shukaku?'

There was no other reasonable explanation how two random Yokai knew him at all unless it was the reincarnations of his siblings. He was still unaware of where Son Goku could be, but at least now he had an idea that Matatabi and Shukaku were both in the territory of Kyoto, and were coming back here today. For the first time, Kurama was looking forward to meeting his siblings. After all, he had to act the part of the older brother and put Shukaku in his place if he got too rowdy.


(Later that night)

Kurama and Yasaka were neatly dressed in royal kimonos of crimson and gold respectively. The former of the kitsune pair had to resist the urge to scratch his head where his mane of hair had been tamed to a tail to make him look proper. The fact Yasaka made it for him and the fact he didn't want to make himself a delinquent was the only reason he did ruin the hair style. Led by Amaterasu, the pair walked into a wide court yard near the front gates of the palace were a small party was formed.

Both Yokai of the supernatural and human of Edo Japan were conversing in random chatter that made Kurama's ears twitch in annoyance. All talk momentarily paused and their eyes went straight to the kitsune pair. Most eyes went on him with a mix of shock and curiosity due to his open array of nine crimson tails waving behind him ominously. He noted that some of the human snobs that came to Kyoto were sending perverted leers at Yasaka, imaging what she would be older. Amaterasu would have given fear into the mortal, but was beaten to the punch when Kurama let a trickle of his wrath at these men, making them quivering wrecks. The Yokai were however amused at the display.

"Ningen." Kurama growled.

Though his hatred had diminished mostly, it was still there whenever he saw humans. It still festered when he saw the filthy greed and lust in their eyes. They are a chaotic race that are a danger to themselves and the rest of the world. Give them a stick and soon they'll sharpen them into spears. Give them rocks and they'll mold them into clubs. Give them charka and they will wage unending war for power.

He reigned in his temper as he felt Yasaka grasp his left hand, which was almost twice the size in comparison. Kurama knew that he was growing above average height of most children his age, especially for a Yokai. There was certainly a lot of attention he grabbed from the female populace of the party.

On sight of Amaterasu, the humans immediately bowed before the goddess, but Kurama could sense most of it was false praise to appease to the sun goddess. She could see as well as the light in her eyes appeared colder. No doubt she was going to find who let these people into her palace and dispose of them for their incompetence.

"Beautiful as always, Amaterasu-sama." Spoke the voice of an old man.

When Kurama saw the speaker, he felt a bead of cold sweat when he sensed the aura the geezer was emitting. He was obviously not human by his monkey-like features of golden fur and a wrinkled, creased face of dark skin. He had the figure of a primary school child, and prayer beads adorned his neck. But there was no denying the aura of power Kurama felt from the monkey Yokai. An aura that Kurama had only seen from Hagoromo himself. He bet that this guy would give Kaguya definite trouble to deal with.

"Ah, Sun Wukong, a pleasure to see you." Amaterasu greeted kindly. "And who is this new little gaki beside you?"

Kurama locked eyes with the second monkey Yokai standing beside the identified Sun Wukong. He looked like Wukong with a lava-red coloring of fur and human-like complexion of skin. The boy was definitely Kurama's, if just a little younger by at least a year, and had a mess of shaggy red hair on his head that never went past his shoulders. A singular red furry tail was wrapped around the waist. The moneky Yokai locked eyes with Kurama, and instantly there was a snap of realization of who it was in front of them.

"Ah, this is one of my descendants that took my interest." Sun Wukong introduced. "This is Son Goku. Careful, he's got a boastful attitude."

"And you're made of old farts." Grumbled Son Goku, causing the Buddha to laugh.

Knowing and believing were two different things when Kurama stared at who was his reincarnated younger brother, Son Goku the four-tailed ape. The species that he was born as suited him, and at some perspective there really wasn't much of a change with Son Goku compared to how Kurama was born as. While Kurama was left stunned by his brother's sudden appearance, Son Goku was giving him a smile.

"What's wrong, fox?" Son Goku said. "Cat got your tongue?"

"Well, I haven't gotten it yet."

Kurama stiffened when he felt his personal space being invaded by a pair of slender arms going around him, and the heavy scent of ember and cat. He turned his head around and found the invasive culprit to be a young girl of five years old. A waterfall of dark blue hair with black tips went down the back over a black yukakta with an obi string, but it was loose enough to get a peek at the bare shoulders. She was a whole head shorter and then some than Kurama, which was smaller than Yasaka by a few inches. Blue cat ears sat on her head and two cat tails swished behind her. The most notable feature were the hetochromatic eyes of separate yellow and green that belonged to one person.

"Matatabi." Kurama said in a bare whisper.

"Now I've got your tongue." Matatabi teased, pressing closer into Kurama's back. "Hello, Kurama-nii-san. Mmmmh, you're back feels so solid."

Kurama's right twitched at Matatabi. If it were any other girl doing this to him, he would be a bit bashful. He was more than familiar with Matatabi's unusual antics that involved invading her siblings' personal spaces beyond moral boundaries. She always found some odd pleasure in getting bashful expression from everyone, and Kurama was the only seemingly immune due to his immense size. Despite being stuck in a real body, it only served to annoy Kurama.

"Jiiii."

However, it could not be said the same for Yasaka. Kurama glanced at his friend, only to sweat drop at the intense stare Yasaka's golden orbs were laying in on Matatabi. He could physically feel the intensity directed at Matatabi, which caught the reincarnated nekoshou's interest, and her golden orbs were ignited in a raging inferno. A slight grin grew on her pink lips.

"Ara, who's this delicious golden wonder?" Matatabi wondered, loosening her hug on Kurama. "She looks like a cuter, golden you, Kurama-kun."

In a surprising motion, Yasaka took her chance to pull Kurama closer to herself, wrapping her arms around Kurama's left arm, and away from Matatabi. She continued her intense stare on a surprised Matatabi, who in turn leveled a mischievous look to meet Yasaka. Kurama was unfortunately caught in the middle of this seeing a spark ignite between the two Yokai, and the only getting amusement out of this whole thing was Son Goku.

"Ah, Kurama, what did you land yourself into?" Son Goku chuckled.

Kurama's response was to growl at the prodding at the former four-tailed biju while thinking up of some way to dissolve this situation. It felt like a war was going to erupt between Matatabi and Yasaka, and he had no idea why. He was just now starting to understand how women were so strange.

"Ara, you seem awfully close to Kurama-kun." Matatabi noted. "You don't mind if I borrow him from you did you?"

Yasaka did not speak at first. Her teeth were barred in a failed attempt to seem dangerous, and her nine golden tails were arrayed in a way similar to Kurama. The grip on his arm grew tighter, and Kurama was starting to question his blood circulation in his limb. Then Yasaka had to say what should have stayed forbidden from his siblings.

"Ku-kun is my Ku-kun!" Exclaimed Yasaka with the most fire and conviction in her voice.

Kurama so wanted to leave his body right now and enter an incorporeal state to escape the humiliation coming towards him. Matatabi and Son Goku froze on the spot as still as statues as soon as they heard Yasaka's pet name for Kurama. The first to break was Son Goku who made a snort-like sound and holding a hand over his hand. It started off softly from Matatabi, but grew by the second until both nekoshou were roaring in laughter.

"Ku-kun!?" Matatabi laughed. "KU-KUN!? HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"

"This is the best day of my freaking new life." Cackled Son Goku.

Yasaka blinked in confusion at the duo's reaction, but Kurama was shaking on the spot. His face was strained and bright red in a mix of embarrassment and rage. He wanted to blame Yasaka for letting the nickname slip out, but he could not honestly blame his friend. What he can do was stare at his siblings with absolute murder flashing in his crimson eyes.

"Shut up!" Kurama growled.

"What's the matter, Ku-kun?" Matatabi teased, getting a tick mark from Kurama. "Don't like your nickname, Ku-kun?"

"JIIIIIIIIII!"

This had the added effect of riling up Yasaka even more. Her hold on Kurama increased with her arms now around his chest, and her stare turned into a heated glare. He also noted ghostly blue ember coming off her body.

"Only I get to call him Ku-kun." Yasaka growled, and he could feel her increase in chakra. "Not some feline hussy."

Kurama had to hand it to Yasaka she knew how to throw insults. He smirked seeing Matatabi's grin strain while Son Goku continued to laugh at the free show. A new kid came onto the scene at that moment behind Son Goku appearing the same age as Matatabi. His skin was tanned and featured sand-colored hair and yellow eyes that held a wild look to them. On his head were a pair of sand-colored animal ears similar to a raccoon and from his back came a massive raccoon tail as long as his body. When he spotted Kurama, he almost went ballistic.

"Kurama-teme, I finally found y-" The tanuki exclaimed only for Son Goku to cover his mouth.

"Shut up, Shukaku!" Son Goku said. "You're going to spoil the fun."

Reluctantly, Shukaku agreed and stayed on the sidelines to watch the show between Matatabi and Yasaka with Kurama caught in the middle.

"Ara ara, you are a feisty one." Matatabi said, a faint blue aura of power surrounding her. "But I so much want to call him Ku-kun, especially when I cuddle him."

'Stop egging each other or I am going to die from the battle.' Kurama lamented in his head.

"You'll never have Ku-kun, street cat." Hissed Yasaka, a golden aura of chakra surrounding the nine-tailed kitsune.

"Musume, what are you doing?" Spoke a feminine voice to turn mortal man into putty.

Matatabi's aura instantly dissipated and her attention was entirely driven elsewhere. Approaching the nekoshou was a woman of sexual beauty that she could create lust from the most reserved of humans. Her hair was a stark black like the night sky and her eyes were a glowing yellow. Surprisingly, she had an array of eight cat tails swishing behind her.

"Kaa-san." Matatabi said.

"I hope you are not troubling them, especially Yasaka-hime." Matatabi's mother said sternly.

Matatabi's face paled and she glanced at Yasaka in full realization who the kitsune was. She was too busy to one-up on Yasaka she didn't take the time to figure who the kitsune Yokai actually was the next leader of their race.

"Ah, Fujimai, how nice to see you." Amaterasu greeted, returning from her conversation with Sun Wukong and Shi, the Shinto God of Death that decided to come here.

"Amaterasu-sama." The eight-tailed nekoshou bowed. "It has been a long time."

"It certainly has, Fujimai-san." Added Sun Wukong. "Over three centuries since we last met. I heard you married again."

"Indeed I have." Fujimai said, gesturing to Matatabi. "This is my daughter, Matatabi Toujou. I have to say, she's an extraordinary addition to the Hell-cat clan."

"Speaking of, how has that been going on for you since the closing of the Shinto territory borders to outsiders?" Sun Wukong asked, stroking his beard.

Fujimai frowned. "Things have been tense back home at our estate. Devils have constantly demanded entrance to our home, and without the Tengu guards there would've been more successful break-ins. Recently, I have been getting death threats from Underworld nobles to have some of my people in their peerages."

Each word from Fujimai had the effect of dimming the brightness on Amaterasu's face and replacing it with sheer wrath. Yasaka shivered as she felt the wrath from her mother while Kurama stood strong before the goddess' power. The air started to heat up and the cool of the night was turned into hottest of summer days.

"I will make sure that no such so-called 'threats' come through." Amaterasu promised, her voice laced with so much venom in contrast to her bright demeanor.

"They certainly are getting more bold in this new Cold War." Added a man.

Except he wasn't a man at all given the aura of death Kurama sensed that could make Kaguya uneasy. The man was as tall as Amaterasu and almost bland in appearance with a white, baggy shihakshou. His skin was white as snow lacking any life, his black hair was shaved to the scalp, and his eyes were pitch black lacking pupils. Yasaka whimpered feeling the entity's aura of death in contrast to the life-giving chakra, and only Kurama's amazing warm chakra kept her safe. But the former biju could tell the entity before him held no such ill intent as it was a part of his nature as the Death God of the Shinto pantheon, Shinigami or Shi for short.

Those black eyes narrowed on Kurama, and there was a look of familiarity in those black orbs. He leaned close to Kurama till they were on eye-level. Shi's gaze passed Kurama's skin and into his very soul until they widened what they saw.

"Hello, Kurama-san." Shi greeted. "It certainly has been a while."

Kurama's eyes widened. "You mean you-"

Shinigami nodded, confirming Kurama's shock. This death god was the very same entity the Yondaime summoned that split his soul and sealed him away in Naruto's body. Anger and fear gripped at Kurama's heart at the one who continued his imprisonment for the third time and split his very soul in half.

"To think that you have come to this realm." Shi said. "How interesting. I mean you no harm, Kurama-san. It is not my place anymore to interfere."

Shi straightened up and made his leave of the four. Fujimai had escorted Matatabi away to talk to more guests at the gathering, and Son Goku was dragging away a struggling Shukaku. All that left was Kurama, Amaterasu, and Yasaka, who was still clinging onto Kurama's back.

"Ku-kun," Yasaka whispered into his fox ears, "you won't leave me right?"

The question made Kurama freeze. Using his sensation of emotions, he felt the fear gripping Yasaka's heart. Perhaps that exchange with Matatabi had a more profound effect on Yasaka than he thought. He was after all her closest friend... and something more.

"Of course not." Kurama said in complete honesty.

Then she did the most unexpected thing. Her head moved in a blur up to his shoulder and bit hard on Kurama's exposed skin. Pain seared through him as her teeth sunk through his skin, but it immediately went away when she pulled back. He rubbed the spot finding no blood, and turned to Yasaka in confusion.

"What was that for?!" Exclaimed Kurama.

"OH!" Yasaka responded as though coming out of a daze. "Uh, d-d-did I..."

Yasaka failed in the rest of her words as her face etched in a mix of terror and embarrassment. Her face scrunched up and grew bright red as blood rushed to her skin. Small hands slapped on her cheeks to hold in haggard breathing until she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"IYYAAAAAA!"

Kurama blinked in astonishment as Yasaka disappeared in a sprint that left a dust trail all the way back to the palace. His mind failed to come up with a logical reason of her reaction, and looked to Amaterasu to answers. By the expression on her face, she had no interest in telling if it ruined her amusement.

Seriously, what the heck was that about!?


Kurama you have no idea. You have no idea that Yasaka has just marked her territory on you. This chapter was to introduce the rest of the reincarnated biju into the story, and provide unique characters such as Fujimai and Shinigami.

Up next is Chapter 5.

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