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Shura�s keen ears twitched.
The young goat froze to identify the sound. It seemed to him to be cries of pain. That wasn�t so uncommon anywhere in his
father�s domain; this night, however, Shura could
identify the voice�s owner.
Papa must have come back, Shura thought to himself, recalling the circumstance prior
to his father�s departure.

The young goat walked slowly down
the corridor where Yomi usually kept his captive kitsune. At one
point it truly was a harem; all of the rooms had been filled with beautiful youkai concubines of both sexes. When Yomi caught Kurama, however, he was rarly
seen around these rooms. To the dismay
of his �toys� he kept himself wrapped up in the Youko
who scorned him all of those years ago. Now it was empty and quiet. When Kurama had
been rescued by Yusuke, Yomi bided his time until he
could come up with another plan to get his last and favorite toy back. When he tried to find pleasure in his willing
concubines, he became bored rather quickly and got rid of all of them. Shura was confident
that most of them would come back if asked.
On this night, Shura
had gotten a kitchen worker�s daughter to pick the most beautiful flowers she
could find. It had become a ritual for
the young goat to leave the flowers to hopefully, cheer the vixen up a bit.
The sound of approaching footsteps
made Shura freeze.
He watched from the shadows of the dimly lit hallway as his father
stormed into the vixen�s room with her in his arms.
�Oh boy�, Shura
knew that that wasn�t a good sign. His
sharp ears listened closely after the midwife entered; his father was at his
breaking point, he was going to destroy the vixen�s baby. Shura sighed
bleakly, he had been looking forward to seeing his sibling.
Yomi with
his temper in check, left the room and stormed in his son�s direction, paused
and snapped �Get To Bed� and left.
The nursemaid left the room as
well. She caught Shura�s
attention and bade the young goat stay for a moment. She took something to Kurama
then returned to Shura�s side. �So,� she smiled eyeing the bouquet clutched
in her young master�s hand. �You�re the
one who has been leaving her flowers.�
Shura
nodded slowly and Kala smiled at the young goat.
�Best keep them coming young
master. She�s going to need something to
keep her spirits up. She�s not going to
have much more to smile about soon.�
Shura
nodded again before bidding the midwife a goodnight. Kala watched the
young goat enter Kurama�s room to deposit the
flowers. After a long moment Kala silently padded into the doorway; she watched as Shura placed all but one of the flowers in a vase by the
window. The last, a tiny rosebud, he put
into the vixen�s hand; making sure to wrap her limp fingers around it gently.

�Young master,�
�Call me Shura.�
�Only if you will address me as Kala,� Their eyes met, glittering in the darkness. Kala nodded at Kurama. �She got out
once. Do you think she can get out
again?�
�No.
Papa has the guards tripled even when she�s in a deep, warded
sleep. It was possible once, but that
chance will not resurface again.�
Together the two youkai left the vixen to her
sleep.
Once in the hallway again, the dog
turned to Shura.
�I have a thought,�
Was all she said; but it was all Shura
needed to hear. He willingly followed
the midwife to her quarters.

That was
almost a week ago. Shura
was unaware of his fathers return, but now his ki was
unmistakable. But, his father never took
his pleasures in the harem chambers. Shura�s heart jumped into his throat as realization hit him
like a brick; Kurama was in the process of loosing
her child. Shura
cursed his father while he ran blindly down the hall. He couldn�t stay there and listen to the last
moments of his sibling�s life. For the
fist time in his short demonic life Shura felt like
crying.

It was two
days later when Shura finally saw his father. Well, actually it was Yomi
summoned his son. When Shura entered he could tell that his father was still in a
horrible mood.
�I have
been having problems with the guards, Shura.� He stated curtly. �Apparently they think that death and or
torture is better than accompanying dearest Kurama on
her daily walks. To think they are more
afraid of mere plants then their Ruler.
From this moment on you will be the only youkai
allowed to escort the vixen.�
�She�s up
to it, Papa?� Shura
questioned tentatively. He didn�t want
to test his father�s temper but he couldn�t believe that the vixen was already
healed enough to walk on the trails.
�If she
decides that she isn�t then let it be known that she will not get another
chance to leave her room for a MONTH�
Papa had
never yelled at him like that before. Shura took that as a sign to get the hell out of
there. He bowed to his father and all
but ran from his father�s presence.
Shura didn�t want to enter the vixen�s room. He didn�t want to face her; yet he did. Kurama didn�t say
enter, she didn�t ask who it was. That
didn�t bode well in the young goats mind.
He dismissed the guards standing on either sides of the door; they gave
weary looks but did as ordered. Shura knocked again; when no answer was given he reached
out for the doorknob and slowly opened the door.
Kurama was sitting in a chair by the window; she had been a
dosing until Shura entered the room. She gave him a tired smile and motioned for
him to join her. Shura
couldn�t move from the doorway. Kurama�s eyebrows melded together in amused concern at the
sight of Shura�s bug-eyed stare.
�Y-y-you�re
. . . you�re . . . � Shura stuttered pointed at the vixen�s abdomen.
�Rapidly
inflating?� Kurama
couldn�t hide the amusement in her confused voice. Her hand rubbing over her
still swollen belly for emphasis.
�But, how I thought . . .
Papa, the other night. I heard you screaming� Kurama
jewel-bright emerald irises met Shura confused
gaze. After a long moment Shura was getting uncomfortable under that stare, it seemed
as if she was accusing him of something.
�Why were
you anywhere near here that late at night, Shura.� Kurama asked
slowly.
�Flowers,� Shura
mumbled softly dropping his eyes from Kurama�s
stare. He could still feel her eyes
boring into his skull. �It was me. I�ve been bringing you the flowers. I heard Papa the night he told Kala that you were gonna be
forced to abort the baby. That�s why I
thought you were, um, you know, when I heard you the other night.�
�Shura,�
Kurama sighed bitterly. She hadn�t meant for the young goat to think
she was upset with him. �When woman is
pregnant, certain parts of her anatomy become very tender which makes physical
contact uncomfortable. You father came
to me in an extremely intoxicated state.
Something I haven�t seen through him in a good while. That is why he took me in such a way.�
�Are you in
that much pain by . . . intercourse?� Shura blinked
in confusion. How could it hurt that much?
�There was
more to it than that. He employed the
use of some rather sadistic implements.�
Shura turned beet red. Yes, that much he understood
�Let�s not
dwell on upsetting subjects.� Kurama suggested with a soft smile. �We don�t usually get much time to enjoy each
other�s company.�
�Oh! I
forgot to tell you! Papa appointed me as
you�re permanent escort! I get to go on
walks with you!�
�I�m glad.�
�Shall we
go now? We can talk more outside.�
Shura and Kurama enjoyed their
daily walks; using the walks as a chance to get away from the overbearing Yomi, who has stayed in his foul mood. As Shura had found
out on their first walk together, his father had hurt Kurama
more than the vixen was letting on.
Although she wasn�t totally exhausted as she was the night Yomi left and her feaver had
broken three days before he returned; Yomi refused to
heal her new �injuries� and Kala told him that due to
those �injuries� the abortion would be too risky. All of that tied together spelled out a
pissed off goat.
For a short
while they had no problems other than Kurama calling
it quits when she became to tired or sore. One day, however, they were confronted by Yomi, who presented his son with a beautifully engraved
box.
�I�m so
glad I could share my pet with you, Shura.� Shura looked down
at the box but didn�t open it. The
sarcasm in his Papa�s voice put the young goat on edge. �Go ahead, open your present.�
Shura shot a glance to Kurama,
who had herself as far away from Yomi as
possible. She was eyeing the goat warily
from a short distance behind Shura. The young goat�s eyes returned to the box in
his hands; slowly he opened the lid to find a emerald
studded collar and leash laying on a bed of velvet. Kurama looked over
his should curiously and jerked back with a disgusted sigh.
�It will be
most appropriate for your outings with my little pet fox.� Yomi smiled at his
son.
Shura returned his father�s smile with a glare and a scowl
that threatened to become a snarl. He
threw the box down at his father�s feet and screamed a furious curse.
�I refuse
to degrade Kurama in such a way!�
Yomi�s smiled faded and was quickly replaced by a scowl
that copied his son�s to a tee.
�You dare
throw away a gift from your father?� He
said coldly, slowly. Now he was royally
pissed. �Now, you will pick this back up
and have Kurama kneel in front of you so you can
apply it around her neck. I will correct
this sudden uncooperative streak when you return.�
Shura sent a small blast of energy to the box at his
father�s feet and completely destroyed the gift. Two seconds later a loud WHAP was heard
though out the room as Shura given a slap across the
cheek that sent the young goat flying across the room.
�Enjoy you
little walk today. For it will be the
last one for a long time.� Yomi snapped to both his son and Kurama
before storming out of the room.
Kurama rushed to Shura who was
gingerly inspecting his cheek. The vixen
swatted his small hand away and healed it as much as she could with her limited
amount of ki.
After a moment it was Shura�s turn to swat her
hand away. Kurama
responded by pulling Shura into a bone-crushing hug.
�Oh, Shura you shouldn�t have done that.�
�I�m sorry
I got your walks taken away.�
�Don�t be
silly.� Kurama
squeezed the young goat tighter. �I
can�t thank you enough, but you shouldn�t have disobeyed you father like
that. I don�t want you hurt on my
account.�
�That�s
alright it�s worth it.� Shura smiled up at Kurama once she released him from her embrace. �Let�s make this last hike count, alright?�
Kurama returned the smile and nodded.

Shura took Kurama on the long
loop that took three hours at a fast walk, but at the rate they were going it
was going to take a good five hours. The
conversation didn�t go very far, mostly small talk like the weather or what
flower was that and what could Kurama make out of
it. Shura took
longer than usual to take a short break; he finally stopped in front of a fork
in the path. One lead back to Yomi, the other led farther up the mountain. Kurama had been
there one, before Yomi had kidnapped her and she was
in his presence willingly.
�Do you
still have that rosebud I gave you?� Shura asked suddenly.
Kurama nodded and plucked the bud from behind
her ear; Shura noticed that it was in sight the whole
time, but it had blended in with her blood hair so well one would never notice
it unless it was pointed out. �May I see
it a moment?�
Shura took the tiny flower and stared at it for a long
moment, then nodded and reached for something in his pocket.
�I was
planning for this in the middle of the week, but current situations made that
impossible. If we wait much longer than
another week he will be gone.�
�He who?�
�The Rei Beast who was sent to take you home if I could find a
way to release you. I had this rose
created into a ki drainer. It has absorbed ki
while you slept and it is now at more or less the same level of ki you show. That
blue bird is somewhere at the end of this path, he knows what hours we usually
take our walks and should still be there.
But you have to hurry if Papa gets wind of this we are both done for.�
Kurama�s heart jumped into her throat. She watched as Shura
took some sort of dagger out of his pocket and cut away the ward around her
ankles. When he stood straight again, he
was pulled into another hug from Kurama.
�Come with
me. We can take you away from your
father�s territory where you will be safe.�
�No,� Shura
shook his head. �I can�t run from
him. Don�t worry about me just worry
about my little brother or sister.�
�Thank you
so much.� Kurama
gave Shura a kiss on the forehead before she turned
and disappeared into the trees. She
reappeared a moment later as a silver flash of flying tails.
The silver
vixen darted through the trees, staying off the main path; her ki was shrouded by the plants and trees surrounding
her. Even though she was unwarded, she was still easily winded on this up hill run,
her long pink tongue lolled out of her jaws in a happy, panting, foxy
grin. For the first time in nearly two
months she was running free and it felt like heaven. But, she wasn�t out of danger yet. She knew she shouldn�t stop even for a second
until she was with Puu, flying as fast as that SpiritBeast could away from this hell hole.
Puu�s sent was strong now. With every passing moment she
got closer and closer to her true freedom.
The vixen jolted to a hasty stop, her nose in the air sniffing at the
newest sent that was even stronger than Puu�s.. She dropped low to the ground to hunt down this new
sent. She was right. There was Puu and in front of him standing stiff and straight with
his arms crossed against a broad chest was Yomi.

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