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IT'S HERE! WHAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! A little into how Kurama died and escaped, as well as a little on how Whisper feels about Itachi and Naruto, with just a bit of Kyuubi thrown in at the end to offset inbreeding. There is actually more to how and why Kurama died, but that won't be brought up until the end of this story or the sequel (yes, there will be a sequel. Several actually.)
Oh! And we also find out what happened to Hope. Poor person.
WARNING! There is actually themes in this chapter, so little kiddies should have an adult present in case of nightmares. ;p
"RUN! NOW!"
"Kurama-?"
"Hiei, get them out of here! You can come back for me later!"
Hiei nodded, pain in his eyes, as he threw Yusuke and the unconscious Kuwabara through the portal to the Reikai. He turned and followed, the portal closing behind him as the shadow youkai overpowered the red-headed Suichi…
FLASH
SLAP!
"What's the matter, fox? Cat got your tongue?"
Suichi was suspended from the ceiling of the dungeon by a series of iron spikes attached to chains that had been embedded in Suichi's limbs and non-lethal points.
As Youko, Suichi had been tortured before, but never with the skill and care as was dealt out by the darkness youkai before him.
Suichi closed his tired eyes and bowed his head, unable to speak even if he had wanted to.
The demon leered as he ripped away what little clothing had survived Suichi's capture…
FLASH
'They aren't coming back for us! We have to leave the body before there's nothing left to save!'
'But they will come! They have to come!'
'…Suichi…They probably believe us to be dead already. They have given up on us…Come away.'
Suichi, close to breaking point and not entirely sane, sobbed but didn't resist as Youko bound their souls tighter in preparation for the escape.
The body screamed and spasmed as the spirit fox forcibly pushed its way out of the body and severed many of the bonds tying them together.
The fox allowed itself a moment to rest before it struggled to its feet upon hearing the rapidly approaching footsteps, forcing itself to move despite the burning agony it was in.
Pain washed through it once again as it sacrificed its hard earned seventh tail to once again escape.
Just as they entered the portal, wards snapped up to stop portation, sending the end location of the portal way off-course…
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Whisper was curled up on the bedroom windowsill of Naruto's apartment, clad only in an over-sized shirt he found in his pack (which had mysteriously appeared at Naruto's apartment shortly after her had), staring at the half-moon. He hadn't been able to sleep since he had dreamt about Suichi's last days about an hour ago. Every time he remembered he was seldom able to function through the depression the next day.
The blue-black haired fox hugged his knees tighter to his chest, his hair falling loose like a silken curtain now it was freed of its headband, baring the lightning scar. From his vantage point, Whisper could see three ANBU (Konoha's special assassinations force or something, he was ignoring Naruto at the time in favour of his tofu) and Itachi, who was coiled in the shadows of the window across the street.
Itachi confused the fox. For some odd reason, Whisper wanted to control him, but at the same time he wanted the Nukenin to just be there, which was really odd considering the two of them had been trying to brutally murder one another just the other day. He supposed that it was the kitsune 'MINE!-complex rearing it's overly complicated head.
Kitsune loved power almost as much as shiny things; and Itachi had both. In addition, Suichi's residual complex involving Hiei had been triggered by Itachi's resemblance to the small fire demon. This particular complex usually had a kitsune lounging all over their victim-ahem-companion and molly-coddling them. Hiei had nearly taken Suichi's head off the first few times he'd glomped the smaller demon randomly, so Suichi had taken to doing so when the little Forbidden Child was exhausted from either training or a fight. In comparison, Kuronue had found it incredibly cute and had glomped Youko right on back, especially since that was the only time Youko would let him play with the fluffy ears he was so obsessed with.
A slight sound called Whisper's attention to the bed. Naruto appeared to be caught in the throughs of a nightmare.
Naruto was another…well, not exactly a problem per say, but it wasn't really a good thing either: More like a responsibility that, while they didn't dislike it, they didn't want anything to do with it. Unfortunately for Whisper, his kitsune side was demanding action in regards to the boy. The boy was obviously somehow connected to the kitsune race (how else would he have the youki?), and he had yet to see anyone taking an interest in the boy as a family member; therefore, his kitsune nature had teamed up with his human side and the two were running around his head, screaming 'MY KIT! MY KIT! MY KIT!' to anyone in the Business Department of Whisper's Brain™ who would listen (Whisper was almost certain they were passing around a petition). Whisper was inclined to listen because it was a well known point of kitsune law that if a kistune found a kit, regardless of blood purity, who had no family, biological or otherwise, that kitsune had to adopt the kit unless someone else was willing to do so.
After another ten minutes of Naruto's whimpers and blatant refusal to settle, Whisper finally got up and trudged over to the bed and climbed under the blankets. The black fox winced as the blonde one latched onto him, but nonetheless he started running his free hand though the surprisingly fur-like hair and humming the ever familiar tune Youko had sung to him for as long as he could remember of his life.
Whisper drifted to sleep like that; humming, stroking the blue-eyed boy's hair and ever now and then trying half-heartedly to disentangle the blonde's legs from his own.
Therefore, it is totally understandable that he didn't notice when Naruto's eyes opened slightly to reveal slightly confused but strangely peaceful crimson eyes. The only thing Whisper noticed was when 'Naruto' tightened his hold on him and buried his face into the crook of his neck, a little behind the ear where his scent was strongest.
Deep in a cage in Naruto's mind, a pair of red eyes stared at the 'wall' opposite the jail, something akin to sorrow in them as they listened to a song they hadn't heard since time out of mind.
A wistful sigh echoed through the chamber.
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Deep in the Deepest Darkest Pits of Irony's Closet(TM), Hope ( who had somewhere along the line stared wearing tight black leather and silver peircings) was feverently trying to chew through the ropes binding his wrists and swearing that whenhe got loose, cute fluffy tails or no cute fluffy tails, Inari and Irony were going to be beaten severely with dull, heavy objects.
Quote:"If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, we have at least got to consider the possibility that we have a small aquatic bird of the family anatidae on our hands." -- Douglas Adams---Once again from Tearful Joy