A/N: Haha sorry it took a bit, I've been sick.
It might be a bit for the next chapter for either this story or my Sesshoumaru one. I'm going to be getting my wisdom teeth yanked out .
Enjoy!!
Faylinn stalked after Kurama relentlessly; she wasn't going to let him get away and not tell her what she saw.
"Damn it Kurama you're not going to get away without telling me!" She called not for the first time.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He answered, same as always.
"I saw it! I saw that demon. You can't lie to me and tell me you have no idea what I'm talking about! It's YOU!!!!"
The silver haired, silver tailed fox demon nagged at her; she had to know.
Days she followed after him ranting about the image she had seen, she couldn't give up, she wouldn't. The image seemed so familiar, like a distant dream, or a fairy tale her mother had once told her; no never mind that she already knew Faeries were real, but in the human world that's what they called stories that were told to them. That astral image she had seen just after Kurama had killed the ogre was going to haunt her until she figured it out.
"You know…" She tried again. "If you just told me what I saw I would stop annoy--" She slammed into his back. "What the hell?!?" She swore as she rubbed her nose. "What was that for? Couldn't you just tell me you stopped?!?"
Then she saw it; she saw what he was looking at. "Oh my god…" She murmured as she stared into the small clearing. They had entered the clearing from what appeared to be the back so they were staring at the back of a crystal statue and a tree. The statue was of a girl, from what Faylinn could tell. She was dressed in what she assumed would be a beautiful kimono if it were on a real person; she had a tail and ears. The girl stood on a flower.
Faylinn took in the back of the statue quickly before she turned her attention to the tree it seemed familiar somehow. At first glance it looked like a normal willow, until you noticed that many small tree trunks were wrapped together to form the actual trunk of the tree and continued up to for the three main branches. As she stared at one of the branches she could almost make out…
"Fingers…" She murmured as she stared harder. "That's a hand…" Then it clicked; she knew why the tree was familiar to her. "Mother!!!" She cried as she ran around to the front of the tree; Kurama hadn't moved.
"Mother…" She whispered as she stared at the tree from the front. From the front of the tree she could see that the tree had not engulfed her mother, but had left her mostly exposed from bust up. Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she fell to her knees in front of her mother; silently she stared at her.
"Cytheria…" A voice murmured beside her.
Faylinn snapped out of the trance she had seemingly fallen into when the voice next to her was unrecognizable to her eyes. Quickly she jumped up and turned to the sound, and there, standing in front of the crystal statue, was the man she had seen in only a vague image over Kurama.
"You know her…?" Faylinn whispered as she drew closer to the statue. She turned and looked up at it once again when something clicked in her mind; this was her aunt. This was the missing Cytheria, her mother's lost sister; there was only one place in the world her mother would go to when she died, to her sister's grave.
"Of course I know her…" He answered as he reached out as if to touch the statue. "I loved her…"
Faylinn leapt backwards as if she had been bitten by something. "You're Yoko Kurama…?" She managed to ask.
He turned to her, tears glistening in his eyes. "Yes… I am the great thief Yoko Kurama."
She stared at the man she thought she knew and trusted. Anger flared through her suddenly. "How dare you…" She hissed. "How dare you do what you did to my family. How dare you lie to me!!" She grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at him; it sliced across his cheek. Tears burst freely from her eyes and she continued her rage filled speech. "Because of you I never got to meet her! Because of you my father died and my mother died later from heartbreak. We're elves!! We're not supposed to die!! All my mother ever did was talk praise about you. You're nothing but a coward! You like my Aunt and now look! All that's left is this statue!!" She flung out her arm to point at the crystal statue but was caught in mid motion.
"Don't touch her." Yoko nearly snarled.
Faylin glared back in defiance as she tried to free her wrist. "And why not? It's just a crystal statue."
Yoko flung her arm away from him and stalked back to the statue. "It's not crystal." He turned to face her. "This is really Cytheria, she's frozen in ice…"
"Ice…? But how…"
He point to the flower her Aunt stood on. "I'm surprised your mother never told you more about your Aunt. Cytheria was famous for being the wielder of one of the two most deadly plants known to the demon world. This is the Ice Flower. The flower starts out as a seed that looks as if it were already frozen. The moment it drops it turns into a giant flower with a mouth full of razor sharp teeth. At the very bottom of this flower are its seeds." He stopped and knelt down. "The flower only produces one to maybe four seeds at a time, do you see?"
Faylinn slowly knelt next to Yoko and looked into the flower and saw two small lumps that she assumed were seeds; before she knew it she was inching her hand in to take them.
Yoko hissed and ripped her arm back. "Don't. touch. Them."
She stared at him, appalled by his brash behavior. "And Why not?"
"The moment someone removed the seed from the plant the flower shudders and then explodes into millions of shards."
Her eyes widened. "So if I took the seeds my Aunt would shatter into pieces…?"
Yoko stood up and walked away. "We should rest here."
Faylinn shook her head and jumped up. "Wait a minute!!"
He stopped and turned to look at her.
"You still betrayed my family! You're still a coward."
"I never betrayed my love. I died trying to save her."
