Angel of Darkness

Angel of Darkness

Chapter 5: First Meetings and Surprises

It's finally Friday, and the afternoon sun shown down brightly watching as the young students tall and small sprint across the schoolyard into the outstretched arms of their waiting parents. Yuichi watched the kids as they left happily down the street, while he waited by the front gate of the school. He impatiently kicked the dirt as he shuffled his feet and adjusted the straps of his backpack on his shoulders.

Suddenly he glanced over to see Kamisori exiting the building. He raced over to her. "What took you so long?" Yuichi huffed, his hands on his hips, with a pretend glare. Kamisori just stared at him with disbelief and curiosity. She glanced over her shoulder, up at the clock hanging high on the front of the school building for all to see. It had only been five minutes since the bell rang. She rolled her eyes back to her friend. It was the tight nervous grip wringing on the strap of her bag that reminded her of what today would bring, "Yuichi, are we going to the party now?"

Kamisori was glad to see Yuichi's normal, silly grin return as his arms relaxed at his side. "You're right! Do you need to get anything from your home first? I think it's on the way to the bus stop."

"No!" Kamisori almost shouted cutting Yuichi off. She didn't know how long she would be allowed to stay, so she packed a few nighttime necessities just in case in her bag. Yuichi's smile widened and grabbed her hand, pulling her down the street at a steady jog.

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The two kids waited on the bench at the bus stop, short legs dangling over the edge. They talked a little about any thing that popped in their heads, and when something became too uncomfortable for one, the other changed the subject. Yuichi peeked over and saw Kami's sketchbook peeking out of her bag. "Kami-chan, could I see your book again? I promise I'll give it back!"

Though she was hesitant, Kamisori handed her book over to her friend. Yuichi flipped through it slowly, smiling at the amazing work she had done. Then his curiosity peaked when he turned to the page with the man with red hair and green eyes. "Hey, umm…how do you know him?" Yuichi asked, pointing to the picture. Kamisori flushed red, "That's my dad." She murmured. Now Yuichi was curious, "Really?" At Kamisori's nod, he continued with a grin of realization, "that's cool! That means your dad is my Uncle Kurama!" This shocked Kamisori as she turned her disbelieving gaze to her friend.

She then cast a glare at Yuichi, "My father's name is not Kurama!" Her hand gripped the gold locket around her neck, "My father's name is Shuuichi Minamino!" Kamisori shouted. However, her voice was drowned out by the rumbling of the metal rundown public bus rolled to a stop in front of them. Yuichi whipped his head around at the sight and sound of their bus, and quickly pulled Kamisori by the hand as the two boarded, paying the small fee for the ride. As they sat down, bags sitting on their laps, Yuichi's gaze strayed off in space for a moment. Where had he heard that name before? He shook his head to rid himself off subject thoughts.

All during the bumpy trip, the kids argued, shouting though their voices blended and thus made incoherent to curious neighboring passengers. Yuichi reached his hand into his bag and his gripped something inside but kept it hidden. During their rants toward one another, Yuichi glanced out the window from the corner of his eye. Quickly he reached over Kamisori and pulled the cord hanging over the window, signaling the bus to stop. Then as if someone had lit a fire under his seat, Yuichi jumped off the bus.

Kamisori watched in shock as she saw her friend dash away and quickly grabbing her own bag, she followed him. Stepping off the bus, Kamisori stood in amazement at the incredibly long stone stairway leading up the mountain and the little boy who was getting smaller the further up he went, backpack on his shoulders and something swinging in his hand. Still a little pissed off at him, Kamisori gave chase to Yuichi.

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Meanwhile, the temple was bustling with the padding of feet, especially in the kitchen. Yukina giggled softly as she chopped tomatoes for the salad, while Keiko pulled out the piping hot casserole from the stove.

"Keiko-chan, where is Yusuke-san and Kazuma?" Yukina asked, pausing in her work for only a moment.

"They should be outside setting up the picnic table." Keiko looked up from pouring cold lemonade into glasses towards the clock on the wall. She gave a longing sigh. Yukina saw this and placed a comforting hand on her shoulders, "Don't worry, I'm sure Yuichi will be here soon. He knows the way." Yukina tried to sound uplifting.

Keiko tried to smile back as she picked up the tray of drinks. "I know, but he's my son, I just can't help it. You feel the same way about Hinata don't you?" Yukina smiled warmly as she placed a light blue sippy-cup on Keiko's tray. "Yes, but I know Kazuma will also be around to help keep her safe too. It's always better and happier when a child has two parents, not just one, or worse, none." Keiko nodded in agreement and made her way to where the boys lounged on the front porch of the temple. Keiko stepped up beside Yusuke who leaned against a post. Keiko glared at her husband as her hand swiftly swiped away the cigarette from Yusuke's mouth. Yusuke lightly glared at Keiko's sweet smile before taking one of the offered glasses. Kuwabara, in the meantime, sat across from Yusuke with Hinata in his lap. She giggled as the two played her own invented version paddy-cake.

Just as Keiko knelt down to hand Hinata her special cup; rapid footsteps pounded up the concrete-cracked steps of the temple.

"Dad!"

Everyone turned to see Yuichi running toward them, his arms flailing. Hearing her cousin's voice, Hinata forgot her activity and bolt her head up. She would have sprinted towards the boy if her daddy wasn't holding her securely in his strong arms. The child could only wave enthusiastically with on small hand while the other held her cup up to her mouth.

Yuichi passed by everyone running into his father's arms, out of breath. "Glad you made it kiddo, what's wrong?" Yusuke held his boy in an attempt to help calm him down. "Dad," Yuichi stared up at his father with urgent eyes, "Who is this?" Yuichi thrust the item in his hand toward his father. Keiko, just then, stood and came over to her husband's side to look what their son had showed Yusuke. "Yuichi," Keiko gently chastised the boy, "why did you take that from home?" Yusuke held his son's gaze steady while putting a hand on his wife's shoulder and gave a soft glare, silently telling her he would handle it. Yusuke knew that look in his son's eyes. It was the same look he had whenever he needed someone to believe him. Then he turned his gaze back to the item and his brown eyes softened. It was a photograph. Yusuke smiled nostalgically. It was of the original team just after they came home from the Dark Tournament all those years ago. They had some great memories…and some not so great, but all were unforgettable.

It was then his young son broke through his musings. "Who is that?" Yuichi was pointing at the confident, smiling red head, who stood just behind a diminutive fire demon. Yusuke chuckled in the back of his throat remembering that originally Kurama had his hand Hiei's shoulder, but removed just before the camera flashed. Maybe it was his demon instinct kicking in but Yusuke knew that even though neither would admit it, they cared about each other more than anyone else. They always tried to make the other happy.

"Daddy!" Yuichi broke into his dad's thoughts again with an impatient tone of voice. Yusuke just grinned, "You know who that is Yu-chan. It's your Uncle Kurama."

"That's NOT his name!"

A new voice suddenly rose above the crowd and made everyone jerk up their heads in alert towards the temple entrance, the source of the voice. However, there was no one there. Suddenly in a blur, Yuichi was tackled from his father's arms and Keiko gasped in fright watching Yuichi and another child rolling on the grass, each one using their strength to pin the other. "Yes it is!" "No it's not you're lying!" Arms flailed and legs kicked wildly as the two children wrestled on the ground.

Yukina chose that moment to appear in the doorway upon hearing the commotion, only to have Hinata thrust into her arms. Kazuma went to join Yusuke to break up the fighting pair. Yusuke caught his boy by his flailing wrists and pulled Yuichi against him. Yuichi immediately calmed down, head bowed, guessing he was in trouble for fighting. Kazuma, on the other hand, had a little more difficulty as he pulled the other by the scruff of the collar. Arms and legs were still kicking wildly. "Put me down you big oaf!" She shouted angrily.

"Hey now little girl," Kazuma chastised setting the girl down but not letting go of her collar. With some trouble she was finally able to pull free and turned to face the group, rust colored eyes glaring darkly, her small, lithe body tense. Everyone gasped in shock. Except for the blondish highlights surrounding her short spiked black hair, four pairs of stunned eyes stared at a chibi-version of their favorite anti-social fire demon.

"Who are you?" Yusuke took the brave first step, only to freeze as the child cut him off.

"My father's name is not Kurama!"

Now Yusuke was curious, stepping forward cautiously to the girl, who only tensed up even more, preparing to run in a heartbeat. He held up the photograph, "You said this is you dad, right?" He pointed to the image of Kurama, and the girl nodded fiercely. Yusuke had a hunch, "…and what is his name?"

"My father's name is Shuuichi Minamino!" The girl shouted fiercely. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. If it was possible, the four gazes widened even more. Silence fell over the group, when suddenly,

"Did I hear my name? Am I that late for the party?"

Once more, everyone looked up and there was Kurama, long red hair swept gently in the breeze down past his hips. Though he didn't look any older, thanks to his demon blood; his green eyes had lost their usual charming sparkle.

"Kurama-san," Yukina was the first to speak in her own soft, gentle voice, "No you're never late."

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Time seemed to slow down as the girl saw the reflections in everyone eyes. Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt his footsteps closer. Taking a deep breath, Kamisori turned on her heel. Both were no more than 10 feet away as both were frozen in their steps. Blurred rusty red stared shocked and confused emerald green.

"Kurama, she seems to know your human name," Yusuke called out, "Do you know who she is?"

Kurama broke his gaze to look to his friend, but couldn't answer. In the next few moments he found himself walking toward the girl and fell to his knees. Unshed tears began to cloud emerald eyes. She looked like the splitting image of Hiei. He reached out his hand to touch her cheek and watched as she leaned into his warmth. Wait!

This was impossible, Kurama thought. He lost his gift to Hiei years ago. His mother told him herself.

Kamisori continued to nuzzle against the red head's hand as she almost smiled. Suddenly, she gasped feeling the warmth pull away. Quickly, she grasped his hand in both of hers and held on tight. She didn't want to lose this person too!

Kurama smiled formally, though hiding a shiver that ran through his spine as the girl held his hand. "What's your name, child?"

"Kamisori," the girl whispered as she watched emerald eyes suddenly cloud again, but continued, "My grandmother named me, saying my mother had picked it out."

Kurama remembered visiting his mother a few times for tea talking about miscellaneous things. He spent several weeks thinking up many names for his gift. He and Shiori thought 'Valerie' was beautiful, but instead Kurama thought a demon name seemed more appropriate.

Just then, something caught Kurama's eye. "What is this?" He pointed to the gold locket around Kamisori's neck. The girl grasped it. "My grandmother gave it to me. She said it belonged to my mother."

"May I see it?"

Hesitantly, Kamisori removed the necklace and laid it the red head's hand. Kurama's heart nearly skipped a beat. He used to have one like it. Hiei had given it to him. Tears welled up in his eyes. It was the last time he saw Hiei. Unfortunately, Kurama had lost Hiei's gift, ironically on the same day he lost his own gift.

Kamisori watched the alluring emerald gaze become lost. She took his hand again and touched the locket. Clicking the latch, she opened it to reveal the red head's picture. Kurama gasped. This was his locket! A single tear was about to fall from his eye, just then a small hand wiped it away. Kurama looked up to meet familiar, alluring red eyes. He then smiled beautifully while his hand took hers and together they clicked a small latch.

The picture of Kurama flipped up to reveal the black haired, red eyed-Hiei. But that's not all. Kurama reached in and pulled out a small blood red gem, sparkling brighter than crystal. He looked back at Kamisori, his smile remained. "You're just as I dreamed you'd be." He reached over her shoulders and tied the gem necklace around her neck. "He would want you to have it." Kamisori looked at him curiously, "Who?" Kurama smiled and cupped her cheek, "Your father."

Hearing this, Kamisori couldn't help herself. She threw her arms around Kurama, hugging him tight. Tears that were welling up in her eyes, but she refused to let fall, came streaming down her face as he hugged her back. She buried her face in his soft red hair, memorizing his scent.

"Kurama?" Keiko spoke up first from behind Yusuke as she picked up her son, hugging him close, "Do you know who she is?"

Looking past Kamisori's shoulder, emerald eyes glistened as he smiled at his friends. Yusuke gave a tiny smile. It was good to see that old look again on the pretty fox.

"She's my daughter."

Kurama said quietly, but the reaction was louder as everyone gasped.

"Kurama! You sly dog. I didn't know you were married or anything!" Kazuma complained, "Why am I always the last to know these things?"

Neither Kamisori nor Kurama moved as Kurama answered softly, "I'm not, technically."

Yusuke glared over at Kuwabara. "Idiot," He mumbled, "No one knew about this, right Kurama?" The red head nodded, tucking his face into the soft black hair. Yusuke crossed his arms, now he was going to get some answers. "Let me guess then, the father is Hiei right?" Kurama couldn't nod, couldn't look up, he only held the little girl tighter.

"Grandma Shiori told me…" A small voice whispered in Kurama's ear. Kamisori still didn't want to be reminded that her grandmother was no longer here, but her own mother should at least know what truly happened. "She said it was you who gave birth to me."

Kurama eyes flew wide with a gasp and pulled away from their embrace, though his trembling hands still clung to Kamisori's shoulders. "Shiori? My mother? She knew of you?" Kamisori just hung her head and gave a short nod and continued, "She was the one who found you…she called the hospital. Kurama was in disbelieving shock, "why would my mother lie to me?"

"She wanted to protect you."

"Kurama! How the hell did you become pregnant?! I thought you were a guy!" Kuwabara shouted in utter confusion. Taking a deep breath, Kurama knew there was no more running from the truth anymore. "I am all male, Kuwabara-kun, I assure you all of that, but yes, I also allowed myself to become pregnant. No one knew, it was supposed to be a secret until after the baby was born…" Kamisori saw her father's hesitation and hugged him tightly again, for by now tears began to fall freely from his eyes, remembering…

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It had been a year since he last saw Hiei. Kurama sat at the desk in his room. Thankfully, he was able to convince his mother to take his stepfather and stepbrother to the theatre and dinner tonight. Kurama needed them out of the house, but still was sure his mother would be happy and safe. Kurama wanted the house to be empty so there was nothing to disturb him. He took a box from the top ledge of his bookshelf, and from it took a small vial.

Kurama worried, especially tonight, because the 2nd Makai tournament was coming to a conclusion. Even though Kurama hadn't returned to the Makai since the first Tournament, didn't mean he didn't still have ways of getting news from there. One day he did hope to return, but not now. He had too many responsibilities here in Ningenkai, too many people he couldn't leave behind so suddenly.

Looking at the vial again, Kurama wished with all his heart Hiei would come tonight. He wanted to make at least one secret Hiei held come true. Taking a deep breath, summoning his courage, Kurama emptied the contents. He nearly gagged as the horrible slime slunk down his throat and hit his stomach like a powerful kick. At first, nothing happened, suddenly his vision started to blur and his body felt weak, trembling, threatening to collapse under his weight. Luckily, he made it to his bed and sat down; however, his head was so lightheaded and drowsy. He collapsed, falling to a sound sleep.

Meanwhile, not but a few miles away, Hiei may have lost the Makai Tournament but he didn't care about that right now. His status in Makai was growing. Thanks to Lord Mukuro, he already possessed a fair amount of followers for a small army; many of them were respected warriors. But none of that mattered right now.

Hiei flitted through the shadows of night that had once again fallen over Ningenkai. His heart was racing even faster than his feet were moving. However, he hid the evidence of a faded blush on his cheeks as he landed on the familiar branch. The leaves rustled in the brisk wind as it whistled over the rooftops. Crimson gems stared through the window. There lying peacefully on the bed, his fox slept. His silky hair spilled across sheets around his head like a puddle of blood. The breeze outside shifted slightly and pushed the window open a crack. Silently, so to not disturb the sleeping beauty, Hiei stepped into the room, mindful that his footsteps did not creak on the carpeted floor. He sat down lightly on the bed. He lovingly caressed the soft red locks between callous fingers. Hiei breathed and leaned in to kiss Kurama.

Upon hearing his fox's sweet moan, Hiei pulled away to see vibrant green eyes sparkling up at him; although, they seemed clouded, and different. "Hiei…" Kurama said languidly, his voice thick and slow, "I knew you'd come back…"

"Are you feeling alright, fox?" Hiei wondered for he had never seen his fox looking so tired, but at same time, he looked like a beautiful angel resting on white clouds, almost too pure to be touched, especially by him, a forbidden child.

"Stay with me…Hiei" Kurama whispered with a lazy smile.

"I am with you Fox." Hiei answered plainly.

"Please, you said you wanted a family, one with whom you could know love and safety and happiness…" Hiei was shocked. A year later and Kurama still remembered Hiei's confession. The one thing he truly wanted to know about. The one thing he was denied as a child, "I want to know the love and protection of a family." He looked at Kurama again. He couldn't take his gaze from the alluring emerald eyes and beautiful smile. Hiei couldn't resist anymore. Standing up, Hiei removed his cloak and cast it aside. With his gaze still on his fox, he lowered himself onto the bed, trapping his lover beneath him and kissed Kurama with all the passion he possessed. And every time Kurama kisses back, Hiei's heart soared like a phoenix drowning in its own flames.

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Hiei awoke first as usual before the Ningenkai sun. He sat up and looked over at the still slumbering red head next to him. Hiei felt so lucky to have his fox, not only as his friend and lover but now as his mate. Hiei smiled as his hand lightly brushed through soft disheveled red hair. He soon revealed his mark on the smooth creamy skin just between Kurama's shoulder and neck. Hiei was about to lean into kiss his new mate awake, however, a rustling from outside threw Hiei swiftly and silently to his feet and went to the window. A glowing sphere hovered in front of him, a message ball. He was needed in Makai now. He had a plan and he needed everything to be perfect.

Adjusting his clothes, he went back to his slumbering fox. He took Kurama's hand in his own, and with a lasting kiss own the fox's lips, Hiei flitted off into the shadows. 'I promise, fox, one day, we won't have to choose. We will be together.'

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"When I awoke, the room was empty. There was nothing to prove it wasn't just a dream except the gold locket Hiei had left in my hand. I waited for him to return again, but he never did. The only other proof that he had truly been there is this," Kurama pushed back his hair revealing the mark on his neck; Hiei's mark, "that and of course the precious gift of life sitting my lap now."

By this time, everyone had moved inside the temple gathering space, sitting in a circle. Yukina came from putting Hinata down for her nap and sat next to her husband. Yuichi sat in between his mother and father; his back turned, playing quietly with his race car, of which his mother took away the remote because it was too loud. Kamisori just sat contently in her father's embrace, her head resting against his chest. She sighed as long slender fingers caressed through her hair.

"Six months previously, I had secretly made a trip to Makai to find an herb that allows a male demon to become impregnated. I planned to stay here in Ningenkai, to make sure everything and my mother were taken care of, and then I would go to Makai and have the baby."

Everyone was worried about their fox friend, though Kuwabara was just in a slight shock over hearing about Hiei and Kurama's jump in their relationship. Yusuke was even more curious. "So Hiei hasn't been back since?" Kurama shook his head sadly. "Why didn't you just go to Makai to talk to him?" There was silence as Kurama averted his eyes, hesitant to speak. "When I was told by my mother that there was no baby, I didn't know what to do. I lost myself. I couldn't think of anything else." Kamisori looked up to see tears rolling down her father's face. Her hand touched his cheek and wiped away the tears. Kurama leaned into her touch. It felt so warm, as if Hiei had come back to him.

"Kurama-san?" Yukina was now a little curious, "That necklace you gave to Ms. Kamisori, and it just reminds me of the tear gems made by Koorimes." Yusuke nearly choked on his drink. Yukina continued, though slightly oblivious, "Be careful because it could cause her to be target for greedy humans." Kurama gave an assured smiled, "Don't worry Yukina; now that I've found her, I'm not letting her go for anything." Silently letting Kamisori his words were true, Kurama hugged her a little closer. "Besides, it was the gift Hiei had left in my hand that night just before he left."

"Okay, come on everyone!" Keiko stood and clapped her hands together to break the awkward silence that had fallen. "It's time to eat, and I'm sure everybody is hungry." Yuichi was the next to jump up enthusiastically, "We can eat now, right?!" Yukina timidly hushed the boy to be quiet, for Hinata was asleep in the next room. Soon all were chatting freely outside around the picnic table, filled with a variety of hot meals, like slightly burnt hot dogs and fried chicken.

Afterwards, the day soon found Yusuke and Kuwabara sparing though not as roughly as usual because Yuichi kept running in to try to either tackle his dad or uncle. Even Kurama worried a little. There was so much spirit energy flooding from the boy, he could very well act as a beacon for roaming demons that could be hiding nearby. Kamisori however had managed to crawl back on to her father's lap and sat contently drinking her soda and watching the three boys clowning around.

"Hey Kurama," Yusuke called out, "Come and let's see if fox boy still has some fight!"

"Don't tempt me Yusuke." Kurama replied as he smiled, his eyes quickly flashed gold.

Kamisori turned her head upward with curious innocence, "Papa, why do they call you Kurama? Grandma always called you Shuuichi." Kurama hesitated a moment. This girl had grown up ignorant of demons and the existence of the Makai, or much less that that she was one herself. However, Kurama just smiled and he picked Kamisori up and set her on her feet. "I suppose you should know who you are my dear. I am Shuuichi, but I am also a demon, a spirit fox named Youko Kurama."

"You're a demon?" Kurama nodded.

"Am I a demon?" He nodded again.

"Show me!" Kamisori's rust eyes widened and her face glowed with admiration and anxious excitement. Kurama chuckled as he stood up and walked casually toward the other boys, but not before taking a single rose from the centerpiece on the table. The wind suddenly shifted, and with a flick of his wrist a thorn whip swung across the yard, cleverly missing Yuichi, but knocked Yusuke and Kazuma off their feet.

There in the yard stood a tall being with long silver hair swaying in the breeze, soft, sensitive ears twitched beneath the thick hair. A long silver tail also shifted with the breeze. A silver tunic adorned his like god-like figure.

"Geez, fox boy, I meant just to test your skills, not to fully transform, especially in front of the kids!" Yusuke sat up rubbing the bump on his head where it hit the ground. "Yusuke-san, I'm sure Kurama-san was only showing off for his daughter. It's natural for demon parents to show off their strength to their children. It shows their young that they are protected." Yukina responded as she and Keiko started to clear away the dirty plates. Hearing this, Kurama's fox ears flattened against his head with embarrassment.

Yuichi just stared, excitement glowing on his face. Kamisori just stared in shock, unbelieving that this was still her father. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief. When she looked up again, she saw the tall silver kitsune kneeling in fronting, sharp golden eyes boring into her own eyes, waiting for her acceptance. Tentatively, she touched one of his ears, and laughed a little hearing the low hum escape his lips. Kamisori smiled and jumped into her father's arms. "You're beautiful, papa…" She whispered into his ear.

"Dad!" Yuichi ran to his father, as Yusuke stood brushing himself. "Can you transform like that too?" Yusuke could see the excitement making the boy's energy level spike. Though like Kurama, he also hesitated, there was too much energy already, and with all the demon attacks this past week, it's a wonder no demons have attacked yet. He knelt down to his son's eye level, "Yes, I can do something like that, but maybe one day when you're older, okay, promise?" Yuichi pouted, but he wanted to trust his dad and hugged his father.

The gang stood on the cliff overlooking the shoreline just as the sun began to touch the ocean horizon. However, the romantic setting was not what the team was looking at for their backs were turned away. They gathered around a small memorial shrine. Flowers and mementoes were placed all around. Master Genkai had finally passed on peacefully five years ago, just a few weeks after Hinata was born. The master had left the temple to Yukina to take care of, though the rest of the gang helps out every weekend in maintaining the grounds.

As the gang paid their respects to their teacher and friend, Yuichi was growing increasing bored by the second, and slipped from his father's side and scooted over to Kamisori where she stood hand in hand with her once again red head father. The boy pulled lightly at the girl's free hand, whispering, "Come on! Let's go play!"

Though she really didn't want to be at a memorial service again, but she gripped her father's hand. She didn't want to leave her father's side. Suddenly, the squeeze on her hand was returned, and she looked up to see her father's emerald eyes smiling at her. "It's okay," Kurama whispered. He figured after losing Shiori, a memorial was the last place Kamisori would want to be. Children should never have to experience the tragedies of life at such an innocent age. "Go and have fun, just stay where we can see you, okay?" Kurama leaned close and kissed her forehead. For probably the fiftieth time that day, Kamisori hugged her father, before running off to play in the woods close by.

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The two kids played amongst the thick trees, unknowing of the dark being watching them in the shadows. Eyes were twinkling in the dark, there was so much energy coming from them. The young kids laughed without care. Kamisori giggled, peeking out from behind a tall tree trunk to see Yuichi with his eyes closed and arms outstretched. He was "it". Suddenly, she gasped as she something jump from the shadows and grab Yuichi. Her fist clenched tightly. Unknown to her, smoke and embers started to crackle from her fingertips. She had to get her best friend. She raced after the stranger and tackled one causing him to drop. Yuichi fell to the ground hitting his head. Kamisori ran to him, holding the boy's head in her lap, praying he was alright. Seeing now, three dark strangers approaching them, Kamisori cried out as loud as she could, "PAPA!" Hopefully, her father would hear her. Unfortunately, she didn't found out as another demon behind her struck her unconscious.

All of sudden, a spiritual blast like from that of a canon made the mysterious demons flinch, unprepared for such a powerful attack. Quickly they grabbed the two kids and disappeared back into the shadows.

TBC

WHEW! ….drops dead 11 pages! Okay it's not as bad as chapter 3 with 13 pages, but still! I never expected this chapter to be that long, but I just had to add a little bit of HieixKurama somewhere I just didn't know where. Also, I know you all were probably expecting a lemon in that flashback but for some reason. I just couldn't write it. Don't ask… If you want to view a HieixKurama lemon, go to my other story "Falling and Forgiveness".

Anyway, as usual here's preview for the next chapter. I think I'm almost done! Two maybe three more chapters…

Preview:

"My lord, we have found two beings that have immense spiritual energy, though they are only children. They seem to be very powerful." "Finally, Kaijin!" "Watch both of them and wait for my signal to bring them to the room." "Yes, my Lord." The Fire demon lord flitted away quickly for at that moment his heart fluttered. He caught the scent of his mate getting closer…No matter what, his plan was going to be fulfilled, and nothing and nobody was going to stop him!

Yep! I leave you with few names, until later. I'm bad at names anyway. If you remember from the first chapter Kaijin has made a brief appearance before.

Danica Loy signing off…