A/N: Wooo! Chapter 4! I'm happy that I've gotten this far. I'm sure Lynn's happy. I was originally going to wait to start chapter 4 until I got hopefully a few more reviews, but I think this will make a good get well present for her (especially considering this was originally a late birthday present for her) as she's feeling rather crappy right now. I don't know what's wrong with her, but here's to hoping this cheers you up, my love! Get better!
P.S. Thank you to all my faithful followers/favoriters and reviewers. I really appreciate all your support, as it makes easier to want to write more. I've started on a Drarry fan fiction (like I really start on another one when I haven't finished others) and I'm working on a couple of Naru/Sasu ones as well a Sailor Moon one. Annnnndddd a few other ones that I need to work on :/ But right now my main priority is gonna be SLAF as this is for my bestie/sister. Anywho, on with the story, but before that: I want to say thank you to Dahlia for your awesome comment! It really makes my day to have such nice comments and makes me want to write more. Remember though, reviews fuel the plot bunnies!
Previously: Turning away from Kurama, she closed her eyes again and tried to forget how nervous she was. Moments later, she felt herself changing, but didn't open her eyes. This time she tried to embrace the power as much as possible, or she would have if she hadn't heard a gasp. Opening her eyes, she found Fury staring at her in shock. "Feara…"
Lynn shifted nervously, not sure how she should react to this. In her world, her father and mother weren't together, and recently her father had been growing distant from her, but she suspected that it was because she was working all the time and growing up. She was sure that he didn't like the fact that she was taking care of herself now and didn't always need his help. But she let it be because she knew that he needed to figure it out on his own. But she knew him, she didn't know the man in front of her, but for some reason, as much as she felt intimidated by this man, she felt warmth from somewhere deep in her Youkai, responding to the male in front of her.
She was startled when Fury leaped over the fire pit and wrapped her in his arms, hugging her tightly. "I don't believe it, my little girl Feara," he whispered shakily into her hair, and she felt something wet drop onto her shoulder, which she assumed was his tears. Surprisingly, she didn't lose control of her powers and revert back to her human form when he suddenly leapt at her. She hesitantly followed the urges that her Youkai sent to her and wrapped her arms around him as well, hugging him back and nuzzling him under his chin to try to comfort him. Where that idea came from, she hadn't the slightest clue, but it seemed to work.
He pulled back and cradled her face in his hands gently, looking down at her. "How is it that…I thought…" he said, not able to coherently finish his sentence due to shock and happiness. "I'm not sure myself, Uncle, but it seems from what she told me, that she was sent to a different time. A different country as well it would seem. I briefly sensed her the day before yesterday just barely and went to see what was going on. That's why I left so suddenly. When I found her, she was like she was before. But apparently, much to my surprise, she fought with Lord Sesshomaru." "What?!" he said in shock and whipped around to look at Kurama. "I fought with Sesshomaru," Lynn repeated before Kurama could say anything. "I don't remember the last half of it, but I fought with him."
Fury looked at her in shock, before grasping her shoulders and shaking her a bit. "How in the world did you survive that? No, never mind that, what were you thinking? You could have been killed!" Lynn scowled at him and pushed him back. "Look, I may be your long lost child, but I am not helpless. I can take care of myself." "Feara…" Fury started only to be cut off. "My name is Johnnie Lynn Carter." Blinking, Fury looked to Kurama, who only shrugged. "It shouldn't be a surprise, Uncle. She was living in another time and place. Not very many people in her time have names like ours." "I…suppose not."
Kurama turned to Lynn. "Lynn, dear. Please try not to be offended by Uncle. He doesn't mean to make you feel like you're not capable of taking care of yourself. He's just worried about you like I was. It's not very common, as I told you, to fight and insult Lord Sesshomaru and live to tell the tale. He's merely trying to assure himself that you're going to be careful." Lynn glared at Kurama, her eyes narrowing. She knew he was telling the truth, but that didn't make her feel any less like her ability to take care of herself was being taken into question again. "I'm sorry, Fea-Lynn," he corrected himself quickly with the name that Kurama had been calling her, "Kurama is right. I was just worried. Lord Sesshomaru, as I'm sure you've heard from Kurama, isn't known for his compassion. I'm very glad to see you, little love. You have no idea how much I've missed you and to hear that you're alive and well and here then almost got hurt by Lord Sesshomaru threw me off."
Lynn reigned herself in, agreeing that it was very lucky that she had lived, especially considering she herself knew that he could have probably kicked her ass, and she didn't exactly remember it. She was also a little shocked that she was still holding up her Youko without a problem. She looked up at the man who called himself her father, seeing that even in her human form, she looked much more like him than her own parents. "It's weird," she said softly, tilting her head into the hand that was gently stroking her cheek. "What is?" Fury asked gently. "This whole thing. It feels like this is the right place for me to be. I mean, I see more resemblance in you, even in my human form, than I did with my parents. Even Kurama has some resemblance to me."
Kurama chuckled. "Well, dear, I told you. I am your cousin." Lynn nodded, blinking as something flitted through her head. Her eyes narrowed and took on a faraway look. "Lynn?" Fury said, worried that something was wrong. He frowned when she jerked away and held her head. "What is this…?" she gasped out as images flowed through her head, images that made no sense to her and yet they did. She clenched her eyes shut in pain, trying to make sense of it all before she let out a screech of pain and passed out, reverting back to her human form. "Lynn!" Kurama and Fury yelled at the same time, before leaping forward to catch her unconscious body. "Kurama, do you have any idea what happened?" Kurama shook his head but said, "I have an idea of what happened, but I'm not positive about it." "Explain," Fury ground out as he gathered Lynn in his arms and held her close, stroking her hair away from her face, frowning at her odd clothing.
"I think it was her Youko." "What do you mean? Why would her Youko do this to her?" "This is only the second time she's turned into Youko Feara, Uncle. The first time was very brief, and I accidentally startled her out of it. She was able to hold it longer this time, for whatever reason. I think, that with her newly awakened Youko that it triggered memories of when we were attacked." "This was the second time? Even if she had been sent somewhere else, her Youkai still should have shown itself." "I agree. However, I believe she was sent to a time and place where there are no Youkai, or at the very least their Youkai were suppressed with very powerful magic. Therefore her Youkai saw no need to reveal itself, to her or anyone else. I'm sure she must have felt something from it, but not enough to cause her concern."
"I see," Fury said softly. "It would make sense. If her Youko was dormant for as long as you said, then it isn't entirely unlikely that it finally made its appearance, but given she was reborn human like you, it would seem that it overwhelmed her." Fury picked her up bridal style and walked over to the furs that he used as a makeshift bed and gently laid her down and covered her up. "Yes. I believe that is what happened. But now that she's seemed to have gotten the hang of using her Youkai a bit, I think we could easily train her and have her up to par in no time. She seems to learn fast. Also, Uncle, I think, as odd as this sounds, that Lord Sesshomaru is intrigued by her."
"Oh? Do explain," Fury murmured, sitting down next to him. Kurama then explained what the plants showed to him earlier that day. By the end of the story, Fury felt like his jaw was literally on the floor. And it only got better from there, as Kurama continued the story from what Lynn had told him transpired after Lord Sesshomaru had taken her to the cave. He was shocked to say the least. It was very odd, on both parts, that Lord Sesshomaru had let her live, and on top of that, she innately tapped into her powers and was even giving Lord Sesshomaru a run for his money, though he was quiet sure that he had merely been holding back in surprise as well as amusement.
Shaking his head, Fury rubbed his face. This was just entirely too much shock for one day. Though he was happy, extremely so. He had his baby back. Mostly anyway. Though he was sure, when she woke up, that she would probably remember what happened now, and might just accept the fact that he was her biological father, regardless of where she had been reborn. He sighed softly. "I have to thank you, Kurama. I know that I haven't been easy to live with since Naraku attacked us and killed Keera and Feara. But I have to say, this is the best gift you could have given me. More so than trying to set me up anyway." At that, Kurama chuckled. "It was nothing Uncle. As a matter of fact, I'm rather happy myself. I never said anything, but I blamed myself for the longest time after I sent her soul off, thinking that we had lost her forever. I'm happy to be shown I was wrong."
Fury smiled then bonked his nephew on the head. "Ouch!" Kurama yelped out, rubbing his head and glaring at his Uncle. "What on Earth was that for, Uncle?" "For blaming yourself. This is for bringing my daughter back to me," he said, leaning over towards Kurama and used one arm to hug him tight, showing his happiness at having his only child back. Kurama smiled and hugged him back. "It was no problem, Uncle. But I think we should figure out what to do about the villagers. They no doubt sensed her as well, especially considering she was right here when she transformed. They're likely to question her relentlessly in the morning." Nodding, Fury thought about it for a few minutes, not wanting her to be overwhelmed again.
Shaking his head, he said softly. "I don't think we could stave off the Silver Fox clan from asking a million and one questions. The only thing we can do is prepare her for them and warn them not to bombard her with too many questions at once. That's really all we can do for now. That and she might take it as babying her if we try to stop them, even if we are just concerned for her. At any rate, let us retire for the night. I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted. All this excitement has tired me out." Kurama laughed. "I know what you mean, Uncle. I am tired as well." Fury got up and stretched a bit before going to his small armory (I think that's what you call those little stand up closets) and pulled out a pair of white sleeping pants made from demon silk.
Changing quickly, he quickly brushed out his long hair and situated himself next to Lynn on the make shift bed. "I'll see you in the morning, Uncle," Kurama said, stifling a yawn. "You are more than welcome to stay here with me and Feara, Kurama." "It's quiet alright, Uncle. I've been with her all day. It's your turn to spend time with her." Nodding, Fury waved him off sleepily, murmuring a quiet "Good night," and smiling as he heard it in return as Kurama quietly left. He covered his lower half with one of the furs and got comfortable. Under normal circumstances, he would have snuggled around his child. As a fox, he naturally craved affection from those he loved. And given that he just got his daughter back, his instincts were yelling at him to cuddle his daughter. However, he resisted, knowing that she probably wouldn't appreciate it as she didn't remember him.
He closed his eyes and immediately drifted off to sleep, a soft smile of happiness on his face. Later that night, Lynn woke up with a splitting headache. She rubbed her head with one hand, not bothering to sit up because she knew without a doubt that her whole head would be pounding even more. She moved her head a bit, looking around. The fire had died out long ago, but she found she was still warm. Moving her other hand, she realized that she was laying on something soft and fuzzy. She found that she was covered with something of the same quality as well. She looked around with the little bit of light coming from the only window nearby that was coming from the nearly full moon, finding her father laying a little bit away from her. She smiled a bit, realizing that he probably did that in regards to her feelings on personal space.
The smile faded when she remembered the images that had caused her to pass out in the first place. She remembered now. Or her Youkai did at any rate. It showed her all her memories since birth, including the attack on her clan and her death. She shuddered at the pained look on Kurama's face as he watched her die. She also remembered feeling her soul, Youkai and all, leave her body only to be sent elsewhere, watching as Kurama slowly disappeared from her sight. She now remembered what her Youkai kept hidden, realizing that her Youkai had been trying to communicate to her ever since she was born as a human, though it wasn't able to fully show itself. Now she understood why she always heard voices in her head at random times. As well as why she always did pretty well with plants, considering her father owned some farming area.
It explained so much, yet caused so many other questions. Like, why was she here now? What was she needed her for? To heal her father's broken heart? She wasn't sure, but she was rather amused that he had ignored his instincts to cuddle with his only daughter in respect for her. She smiled again, deciding to take things as they came. She closed her eyes momentarily and brought forth Youko again, feeling her body change slightly. She felt her clothes change as well but ignored it. Moving closer to her father, she wondered if she could keep hold of her Youko while she slept, but decided she'd find out in the morning. Fury stirred at feeling her Youkai brush his, but didn't waken, obviously trusting the aura that brushed against his. Snuggling up to her father, she sighed in contentment when he unconsciously wrapped an arm around her and hugged her close. She was happy for once. She felt needed and wanted here verses back in her time. She had always felt out of place.
Closing her eyes, she happily fell asleep in her fathers' arms, a smile on her face. Kurama, who had felt her aura again, came to check on her to find her snuggled happily against her father, in her Youko form. He smiled at the sight, glad that his cousin was finally home, before returning to his small hut filled with priceless treasures and settled down to sleep.
The next morning, Fury slowly woke up to find his still Youko daughter, comfortably asleep against his chest. He smiled broadly at the sight. He didn't know how it came about, but he certainly wasn't complaining. Neither was his Youkai. It nearly purred in contentment to have his daughter back and near him as she was. 'Ours,' he heard his Youkai whisper in his mind. Curling around Lynn, Fury closed his eyes and drifted back off into sleep, one word on his mind. 'Ours,' he agreed with happiness. A little while later, Kurama entered Fury's' hut to find them curled around each other, his Uncle, or more likely his Youkai, purring and swishing his tail under the furs. He chuckled softly.
Or he did until he was pelted with a makeshift pillow. Efficiently startled, he looked to find his little cousin smirking at him. "So you are awake then," Kurama said quietly. "Last I checked," she muttered just as quietly, grinning at the fact she was able to startle him. She was in a rather playful mood it seemed. She was still in Youko form, so it wasn't much of a surprise when her tail swished under the furs and her ears twitched with excitement. Kurama noted the look in her golden eyes, likening it to his own when he spotted something valuable that he felt the urge to steal. He grinned, deciding a little payback was in order. "Well, little cousin, it would seem that you are in a rather mischievous mood this morning. But cousin or not, pay back is in order, my dear Feara," he said before reaching down, quick as lightning and picked up the pillow he was pelted with and threw it back at her.
She yelped and tried to get away from the flying pillow, but with her fathers' arms around her and she not wanting to wake him up, it was a bit difficult trying to dodge it. While she was distracted by projectile pillows, Kurama took that moment to shift into his Youko form and literally pounced on both her and his Uncle, startling the poor demon awake. Lynn laughed as Kurama proceeded to tickle her sides, squirming against Fury and trying to get away. Fury, however, once he restarted his heart after the initial shock, laughed and pounced on them both, joining in and sending them all sprawling across the furs in a laughing pile of silver.
"Ok, ok, I give!" Lynn said out of breath from laughing so much. As a matter of fact, she wasn't sure when the last time was that she laughed this much, even with her human parents. Kurama laughed and reverted back to his red-headed self, picking himself up off of his Uncle and cousin. Lynn, who was still laughing, reverted back to her human form as well. "Well, good morning to you both," Fury said, laughter still evident in his voice. "Morning," Lynn and Kurama happened to say at the same time. They both looked at each other in surprise, then laughed. Fury reached his hand out and smoothed it down over Lynn's shoulder length hair. "How are you feeling this morning, little love?" Fury asked softly.
"Much better, father. Thank you." Fury blinked at the father comment in surprise, but smiled none the less. "Can you tell me what happened?" Fury asked. "Yes, please do tell, cousin. We were rather worried when you suddenly passed out from pain." "I'm sorry. I don't know why, but there were tons of images flashing through my head, including the fight between me and Sesshomaru. My Youkai told me that it was my memories from when I was little that it retained. It showed me the attack, it even showed Kurama sending my soul and Youkai off. Then it showed me the times that it tried to communicate with me but couldn't. Even my Youkai doesn't know why it couldn't contact me. But I understand now why it kept hearing things, was able to grow things easier than even my father whose a farmer."
Fury nodded. "It would seem Kurama's thoughts on your condition were correct. And you've done very well with your Youko. With more training, I'm sure that you could hold it for as long as you want without it dispersing on you. With training, of course. Right now, however, our clan is curious about you. They haven't realized who you are yet, I'm sure, but I must warn you, they are going to have a lot of questions. And a lot of them are going to want to hug or touch you. Foxes by nature are affectionate creatures, so their wanting to touch you isn't out of the norm here, especially since we had all thought that you were killed by that bastard half-breed Naraku. I just wanted to let you know so that you wouldn't be offended or overwhelmed."
Lynn nodded. "I can handle it. Besides, in one way or another, they are all my family, aren't they?" Fury smiled and nodded gently hugging her to him. "Yes, love, they are." "Mostly distant relatives by blood but a lot family by heart," Kurama said, hugging her as well. Lynn felt herself truly smiling for the first time in her life. The only thing that would make her happier would be to have her best friends here with her as well. But she was sure that she, given that she was a demon, would probably live a long time and would be able to see them and her human family again. So she didn't worry over it much.
They hugged in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before she pulled away. "Well, I suppose we had best go play 21 questions before they come in here looking for me." "21 questions?" Kurama and Fury said in unison, confusion clear on their faces. Laughing, she answered, "It's a human game from my time. Basically all you do is ask and answer a lot of questions. The only time it's fun is if you're getting to know someone or you've been drinking. You learn a lot of things when people are drunk." Kurama shook his head while Fury just chuckled. "Well, I'm sure quite a few people will be getting drunk tonight. I do believe a celebration for your return is in order."
"I love parties!" Lynn said enthusiastically, nearly bouncing where she sat. Kurama and Fury laughed and they all stood up, walking to the door. Lynn peeked out from around the wooden curtain that served as a door and sure enough, it looked as if the entire village of Silver Foxes where standing about, some of them looking as if they wanted to come in after Fury to see what was going on. Lynn dropped the screen and took a deep breath. As much as she got along with strangers where ever she went, she was rather nervous about meeting an entire village of people, demons no less, that were in one way shape or form her family. Letting it out, she pushed the screen aside and stepped outside, Fury and Kurama behind her.
Kurama grabbed her left hand and gently squeezed it in reassurance while Fury came to her right side and placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it briefly, before dropping it to address the village. "My people, I have an announcement to make. I know some of you are wondering who this girl is, as well as who the aura I'm sure you all felt last night came from. I'm pleased to introduce to you this female, called Johnnie Lynn Carter by her human parents. I'm even more pleased to re-introduce you to my only child, Youko Feara." The crowd murmured amongst each other at that. Lynn fidgeted nervously, not sure what to make of all the murmurings. Kurama squeezed her hand again and watched as one of the Elders of the clan stepped forward to address Fury.
"Forgive me, Lord Fury, but your daughter was lost long ago. Are you telling us that this girl, this human, is your daughter, Youko Feara?" the Elder, Konta, asked, bowing to show his respect to their Lord. "That is exactly what I am saying. As surprising as it is, I beg of you to believe that I am telling the truth. Kurama left several days ago when he sensed Fearas' aura. As he was the last one to see her before her death, he knew her aura without question. So he went to see what was going on. When he arrived, he found Lynn, and learned that she not only stood up to a swamp demon, but our Lord Sesshomaru as well, and lived to tell the tale." More murmurs where whispered throughout the crowd gathered, but the Elder bristled. "My Lord, you cannot be serious. We all know what it would mean to stand up to the Lord Sesshomaru. It means instant death, dismemberment at best. How would a human that you claim to be Feara survive him?" Konta asked in disbelief.
Lynn started to get angry, but Kurama squeezed her hand to gain her attention and shook his head when she looked at him. Before Fury could speak, Kurama spoke up. "Elder Konta. I realize that it is rather hard to believe, and even I, who watched the fight through the plants in the areas' eyes, still find it hard to believe. But Lynn did in fact stand up to Lord Sesshomaru, and while she didn't win or lose, she survived, all her limbs intact. From what I saw, I do believe Lord Sesshomaru was amused with her, which is most likely why he spared her life. And I know, as does Uncle Fury, for a fact, that she is, indeed, Feara. She has turned into her Youko form three times now, each longer than the last. She can prove it to you as well, if you would let her."
Elder Konta still looked skeptical, but Fury turned to Lynn and nodded his head. She took another deep breath and let it out shakily before nodding her head and turning back to the crowd. Closing her eyes, she centered herself and found and grasped hold of her Youkai, drawing it forth, ignoring the multiple gasps of shock and sounds of surprise as she felt her body changing once again. When she opened her eyes, Elder Konta was staring at her in shock. Her aura alone proved her to be a Silver Fox, as well as the normal Silver Fox attributes, but everyone could see, without a doubt, that she directly resembled their Lord. Even the Elder couldn't deny that. "It would seem," a voice rang out as an elderly woman stepped forward, "that our Princess has returned home where she belongs."
The elderly woman, most likely another Elder, looked like the rest of the clan as far as the silver hair and ears and tail went. Other than her looks, the only other noticeable difference was her eyes. They were pink instead of the golden color of most everyone else. "Elder Mikoto," Fury acknowledged with a tilt of his head and a slight bow. Mikoto stepped out around Konta, gently placing a slightly withered hand on his shoulder before moving on and stepping towards Lynn. Kurama released Lynn's hand and stepped away a bit to allow Elder Mikoto to circle Lynn as she pleased. Mikoto noted the panicked look in Lynn's eyes as both Kurama and Fury stepped away, but she ignored it, knowing that she was just nervous.
Circling the young Fox, Mikoto carefully looked her up and down. She smiled as she noticed that even though she seemed older in her human guise, the girl was still a child in demon terms. She stopped her circling and stood in front of the girl, looking her up and down again briefly, before she reached out and grabbed the poor nervous child and hugged her to her. Lynn didn't know what to do as the woman circled her then stopped, apparently satisfied with whatever she found and then was drawn into a hug. Just as she thought to hug the woman back, she pulled away and turned to the clan. "My fellow Foxes, our Princess is home!" she shouted out, and the entire crowd cheered and roared, jumping up and down in happiness.
And just as Fury had predicted, the entire village started preparations for a huge celebration. Lynn later found out that Mikoto was the village Seer and had a vision of the moment she would return. Fury knew she was a Seer, but he had never asked, having been afraid to know the answers. The only problem was that her visions came and went as they pleased. There was no telling from one minute to the next what she would see. And usually it was something that would happen at a later time, so she had no way of knowing exactly when it would happen. Occasionally she would have one of the villagers ask to keep them updated if she happened to have a vision involving them, but not many bothered with it, preferring to live in the now.
And indeed, Lynn did have to play 21 questions with all of the villagers. She tried to steer clear of someone who looked like they were going to ask a lot of questions though, as she found she had to repeat herself quite a few times and it was beginning to annoy her. For the most part, she stayed around her father or Kurama, but some of the villagers managed to corner her a few times with questions. Needless to say, it was a long night, with lots of drinking. She managed to stay in her Youko form throughout the day, but when she started drinking Sake and got completely trashed to cover up her nervousness, she found it harder to control her Youkai in order to keep her Youko form.
It was shortly after midnight and the celebrations were still going, everyone, children included, though they didn't drink the alcohol, were still up, dancing and singing. Lynn managed to stumble over to Kurama and practically fell in his lap, laughing her head off as her clumsiness. Apparently, even in Youko form, she could be clumsy while drunk. "Kurama, we need ta make a-hic-video of all tha questions p'ple are askin meh. 'Specially-hic- 'siderin how many times I've had to ans'er tha same-hic- questions like, a bahzillion times," Lynn said drunkenly, most of her words slurring together. "Lynn, dear, may I ask what a video is?" Kurama had been drinking as well, but he was nowhere near as drunk as she was. If anything, he was barely buzzed. But he found her drunkenness rather adorable right at the moment. At least she was no longer nervous and was talking with everyone now without looking petrified.
"Ya don' know wha a video is?" she asked, then giggled again. When Kurama shook his head, she grabbed it to keep it from moving. "Don' do tha…" she giggled again and finally answered his question. "A video, ma dear-hic- cousin, is som'thin tha ya can wa'ch on TV. Oh, ya don'-hic- know wha a TV is either, do ya?" she asked laughing. "No, I can't say that I do, little cousin." "A TV is-hic-a box wit a glass screen innit tha-hic-shows an image, kina like-hic-memories 'cept tha its precorded an put on-hic-a disc tha ya put inta a 'lectronic davice called a DVD-hic-playa an ya can wa'ch it on tha TV. Awesome thang if ya ask meh," she slurred out. While Kurama could understand what she slurred out, he couldn't say that he understood what a video or this "tv" or even what a "DVD playa" was.
He shook his head, deciding to ask her about it when she was sober, and just hugged her close as she snuggled closer to him. "All these questions makin my-hic-head hurt, 'Rama. How long they gonna ask meh five hun-hic-dred questions…?" she asked sleepily. "Probably for a few days, little one. Sleep, Lynn." "'Kay," she murmured and buried her face into his neck, instantly falling asleep. Kurama smiled and stroked her hair, watching the flames in the fire pit that he was sitting near with the rest of the clan. He had been sitting there for a while now, watching Lynn flit from person to person, answering questions as she went before she decided to literally plop into his lap. Setting his drink aside, he gathered her close, wrapping one arm around her shoulders and placing the other beneath her knees and picked her up bridal style, carrying her back to Fury's hut.
He wasn't all that surprised that she reverted back into her human form as she fell into a deeper sleep. Fury had just been getting ready to return to the festivities when Kurama came into his hut with a sleeping Lynn. Chuckling, Fury took her from Kurama and laid her down on the furs. Looking over her clothes, he decided to let her keep the ones she had until he could have some made for her, but the things she called boots would have to go. "Any idea on how to get these things off her feet, Kurama?" Fury asked quietly. "Not a clue, Uncle. I suppose we'll have to ask her how to do it." Nodding, Fury shook Lynn's shoulder, grinning when she simply muttered something and turned over.
He shook her shoulder again, calling her name softly. "Lynn, dear. I need you to wake up for a minute." She moaned and pushed his hand away, snuggling into the furs. Chuckling, Fury placed his hands under her arms and sat her up, causing her to groan and try to push away. "Feara," Fury said in a no nonsense tone, "wake up for a minute, love." Lynn very nearly growled and glared sleepily at him. "Wha…?" she asked, swaying slightly both from sleepiness and drunkenness. "How do we get your…boots…off dear?" he asked, petting her hair, trying to sooth her. Lynn looked down in confusion before it registered what he wanted. Leaning forward she lifted up her pants leg and unzipped her boot, much to the surprise of Fury and Kurama who had never seen a zipper before. She tossed one boot to the side and undid the other as well, making her that her throwing knifes stayed put as she set it aside.
She pushed herself up from the furs, nearly falling onto Fury in the process because of her loss of balance, and undid her pants, shoving them down her hips, surprising Kurama and Fury and making them look away. "Kurama, get her some sleep pants, please," he said, thinking that she was probably naked under the pants. Of course, she was wearing a pair of boy shorts underwear that was black with white flowers on them. She shucked off her shirt as well as her weapon harness and took the pants that Kurama offered her without looking and slipped them on, before plopping herself into Furys' surprised lap and snuggling close.
Fury shook his head in amusement at his child. Either she wasn't bothered by the fact that she near about stripped in front of her father and cousin, or in her drunken and sleepy state, she hadn't paid it any mind. Kurama smiled at them both. "It's good to see you smile again, Uncle. It has been too long." "It has," he said in agreement. Fury nuzzled Lynn's hair for a moment before he laid her down on the furs, carefully covering her up. "I think I will retire with Feara, Kurama. You can join us or return to the festivities if you like. It's been a long day for you both, I'm sure." Kurama thought about it for a minute before deciding he would sleep with them tonight. "I will join you, Uncle, if you don't mind. But I will go and change first." Fury nodded and waved him off, turning to get himself ready for bed as well.
By the time Kurama came back, Fury was already laying down with Lynn and she was snuggled up to him. He smiled for what seemed like the millionth time that day. He hadn't smiled much since the attack of their clan, the deaths of the many, including Feara and Aunt Keera. But he found that he could smile now, happy to have his cousin back. Though he missed Aunt Keera, he knew she would be happy that her only child survived and made it home. He shook his head to clear it of the dreadful memories and walked over to the bed, and lay down next to Lynn, covering himself halfway so that he wouldn't get too hot. Not even minutes later, he and Fury both fell asleep as well, as the day had indeed been tiring for the reunited family.
For Lynn, the weeks flew by quicker than she would have liked. The day after the celebration, she had woken to a hangover from hell, but the clan healer, Shinamori, was able to give her something to tide it over. She had also smoked the last of her cigarettes, much to her dismay, but she figured it was for the better anyway. She suffered quite a few temper tantrums, mostly while during training, but managed to fight it off until she no longer had fits. Until that time frame, Kurama found that he didn't want to be the one training her, as he was often the one that suffered for her tempers. He was rather thankful when they were over with. She did of course warn him. He just hadn't taken her seriously at the time.
She now could hold her Youko form for days at a time. Her training with Kurama as far as using the plants around her where going smoothly as well. He even showed her how he hid his own seeds or small plants to use in fights if he needed to. She found it rather useful and quite easy to hide things with, though she had never thought to use her own hair. Her hand to hand combat training with her father increased as well. Her father was pleased with how quickly she was learning and adapting. He had finally gotten her some clothes and now she found that she liked the loose clothing as it gave her room to move while fighting. The seamstress that he had hired managed to make a top for her that wasn't too revealing but something she could use to her advantage if she wanted to distract men. It was around then that she realized all the changes that her body went through when she turned into Youko.
The seamstress had brought a full length stand up mirror for her to use while she tried on different clothes and she finally saw her Youko form for the first time. Her hair had grown longer, to just below her but as a matter of fact, and turned a sparkly silver, accentuated by the fluffy silver ears on her head, that twitched occasionally, carefully listening to all the sounds around her. She grew several inches from her normal five feet two (without her boots) to a nice height of five foot seven. She watched with a faint smile as her fluffy silver tail swished side to side in contentment. But her favorite change by far was the fact that her barely A cup breasts had dramatically increased in size to C cups, making them much bigger than before.
It was then that she decided that she would want to stay in Youko form as much as possible. She found she liked herself better this way. Besides the physical changes, she learned quicker in this form and was less clumsy, unless she was drunk. For her pants, she had decided that she would use a mixture of both sexes. While she was a tomboy and would rather wear pants, she knew she had to get used to kimonos and dresses and what not, so she had the seamstress make the top into a dress like shirt that had slits on the sides all the way up to her waist so that she could freely move her legs. Like most of the clan, her clothes where white, but she insisted that the sash that held her pants up be black so there would be some kind of color. The sash that she used to tie the top closed was black as well.
Since she didn't need hooker boots to be tall anymore, she had taken to wearing white slipper like shoes as well. She found she could live with the outfit and had several made, with some even in different colors for a change of pace. Everyone in the village had grown to love and respect her, even the Elders who had been skeptical at first, Konta being the more skeptical of them.
The day of the Mating Ball was steadily drawing nearer, and Lynn found herself getting nervous the closer it got. She had been worried at one point what she would wear to it, but Kurama and her father both assured her that they would have something for her. The week before the Ball, Kurama approached her with what looked like a huge pile of cloth. "What is that?" she asked as she lifted up on layer and looked beneath as if looking for a circus or something beneath it. "Kimonos' of a Princess. Traditional dress of a noble woman." She eyed it in distaste. "Kimonos'? As in, more than one? How many are there exactly?" "Well, normally, the layers depend on your status, but in this case it's twelve." "Twelve?!" she screeched out, dropping the cloth in her hand. "There is no way in hell that I'm wearing twelve kimonos at one time!" "It's tradition," Kurama pointed out calmly.
"Well, I'm changing it. Do you have any idea how heavy that's likely to be, or even how hot? I'll never be able to move in it, let alone defend myself if I need to, with all those layers!" She took off the top one, which was a dark blue with spatterings of silver throughout, and walked off. "What are you going to do, Lynn?" he asked in confusion. "You said that I can use my powers to change my clothes right? It applies to other clothes as well doesn't it?" "Yes, but I don't know what you can change it easily to." He followed her to her fathers' hut, confused when she disappeared behind the changing screen her father had recently got to give her some privacy while changing and stripped and slide on the kimono. He hadn't a clue what she thought she was going to do, but when he was shocked at what she revealed when she stepped out from behind the screen.
She somehow had transformed the kimono into a ** silver and dark blue dress that was sleeveless and strapless. The top part of the dress was silver with faint designs on the front from breasts to waist, lined with dark blue around the top and the lower half were it was made to fit snugly against her waist, which was also line in dark blue and there was a small dark blue flower on her right side between her waist and ribs. The skirt portion of the dress was also silver with dark blue. It was split in two, the left side over lapping the right. Blue lined the top of the sheer skirt, right beneath the blue lining the lower half of the top. The split had blue lining the edges of it was somewhat tiered. The bottom of the skirt was tiered as well and lined with blue and had black designs going two to three inches up from the bottom of the skirt.**
She had even managed to make a pair of shoes to go with it as well. They were gorgeous in her opinion, and made her even taller, as they were high heeled. The heels were see through and the shoes themselves were a silvery light blue. It strapped around the ankle to keep it in place and had a piece going down the outside of the foot that held two light blue silvery flowers on it and attached to the strap that went over the most of her toes, leaving the first three mainly showing. Though of course, the dress was long enough that you could barely see the shoes. She even managed to have her hair go into a mess of curls, most of which was pinned up in a messy bun while the rest tumbled down her back.
In her now curly silver hair was dark blue flowers dispersed randomly throughout on top. She had dark blue flower earrings on as well. The last thing she managed to conjure up with her Youkai, as she had been told that it would be a masquerade Ball, was a half mask that was held in place with sheer silver ribbons. The mask itself was made of silver wire that somewhat covered around her eyes and the top of her nose. It was decorated with four flowers on each side beside her eyes, two on the top and two on the bottom, with small diamonds in them. It also had what looked like feathers spread out around the bottom and top. There was a line of diamonds going down her nose and a few dispersed around elsewhere, as well as three silver reflectors over each eye.
All in all, Kurama had to say that she managed to make herself a beautiful, if unorthodox, outfit. "So," she said, spinning around, "what do you think?" "I think you're going to have a lot of males trying to mate with you." "Psh," she scoffed, not wanting to think of all the rabid idiots likely to try to talk to her. "I'll deal with it when the time comes. I can't think of it now or I'll make myself crazy. Now all I need to worry about is make-up and polish. But now that I think about it, this world doesn't have any of those things do they?" "Make-up is familiar, yes. Lots of the noble Ladies and even some of the Lords wear it," he said as Lynn disappeared behind the screen and redressed in her fighting clothes. "The polish, however, I'm not familiar with." "Polish is a type of paint that you can put on your finger nails and sometimes your toe nails," she told him as she walked over to a chest to put away her new clothes for the trip to the Western Palace, picking out the blue flower pins in her hair and placing them with the mask on top.
"Ah, I'm not sure we have that here. But I'm sure it can be made rather easily if you like. I think Shinamori, being as adept with potions and the like as she is, could probably whip something up for you."
Lynn nodded, happy to have something from her world that she could use. She walked back over to Kurama and looked at the other kimonos that he had in his arms. Finding a red one, she pulled it out and examined it. "Hmm. I think I'll get the seamstress to come and alter this a little bit and I'll wear this one to Sesshomarus' Palace. Maybe I can get her to make some shoes to go with it," Lynn mused. Kurama laughed softly. "You aren't going to make another outfit for yourself?" he questioned curiously. Shaking her head, she said, "Nope. That took a lot of thought and energy to make. Even making my hair like this took a lot of energy." She idly waved at her hair which was still in a mess of curls and set out to find the seamstress. Kurama put the rest of the kimonos back into the small chest that they had been in before hand and followed her out. The rest of the week passed just as quickly as the previous weeks and soon it was time for the Mating Ball at the Western Palace.
They had left several days before in order to get to the Western Palace on time and were near about there now. Kurama and Fury had been going over things that she needed to know and reminding her of things that she had already been told, making sure that she was ready to meet all the nobles of all four lands. She listened with half an ear, fidgeting with her hands in the long sleeves of the red kimono, long enough to cover her hands so they wouldn't be immediately obvious that she was flicking her nails in nervousness. It was the same kimono that she had the seamstress sew an intricate design into with black thread days prior. "We're here," she heard her father say suddenly and she looked out the carriage window that they had taken and felt her eyes widen. "Oh…my…God…"
A/N: Holy God…Chapter 4 and 14 MW pages long…that's surprising. But I finished. Thank God, lol. Anyway, I hope you like it. I find, however, that my least favorite thing to do in any of my stories, is to describe clothes. It's a pain in the ass. So, because she specifically wanted this, I'm going to post the links to the pictures of the exact outfit, make-up and all, in this note so that it will hopefully make a little more sense. I don't know how well I explained it but I did my best. Anywho, have fun with this chapter and get better Lynn! Reviews feed plot bunnies!
**Dress: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/adf9ee2f967f95aecc0acb98c266733f_ .html **
Shoes: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/shoes-heels-ki-queen-10silver_2_ .html
Make-up: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/Silver-Smokey-Eye-Makeup_ .html
Finger nail polish: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/imagesCANY1KYA_ .html
Hair: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/hair-designs-1_ .html
Mask: user/Johnnie-Lynn_Carter/media/butterfly-mask-2_ .html