I have no idea whats going to happen so I am just going along with it ^^'. The timeskip seems fun too.
I woke up startled. I felt the presence of one of the strongest biju that went missing three years ago and he seemed to be back. I zipped my uniform on and looked at my ring. "It seems we will see each other again Raijuu-kun". I left the room and the automatic glass door closed behind me. Everything has changed since D. was at power. These past three years Kyuubi-sensei went to MIA and the some other members to KIA. Some members died, some others were working for D. Kyuubi, or they were in a resistance like I was now. I walked out of the hidden factory and went straight to where D. Kyuubi's headquarters. That creep banned almost everything like iPods, radios, and everthing bijus loved, even sake. The uniform I was wearing blocked off my chakra so no one even looked at me. The sky was red as always and most of the buildings were destroyed. I walked up seeing a giant figure that couldn't even be missed and I teleported on his head. "Welcome back Shukaku-senpai", I said and hit his head with a punch powered by chakra". "Oww!!", the large figure said. I only actually punched him because he used that time machine...everyone knows that main heroines should never timetravel. I then saw Raijuu and my eyes widened with joy. I jumped off Shukaku's giant head that stores a very small brain and appeared next to Raijuu. He seemed stunned I was here but I just kissed him. I just missed him so much.
~Kokoro
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I hope this is okay. Kokoro's uniform for the resistance she is in is like Sango's from InuYasha. Heres a pic if you do not know.
I was still laying on the ground taking in the sense of everything before Kyuubi finally said something to the effect of "I guess you're dead then." I sighed and sat up.
"Naw," I answered, "I'm not that weak."
"Hachimata," Kyuubi started.
"No," I answered, "I refussse to take that name. I will never honor it. I killed him."
"You're still talking like before," Kyuubi said, "But you've seemed to calm down at least."
"Heh," I laughed, "And to think yearssss ago all I wanted wasss to be free to kill heh."
"So then," Kyuubi statred.
I already knew what he was going to say and cut him off.
"Ya I'll go, but once you're done with that," I said pointing to Suki, "you had better come and deal with him yourssself. I'm only half now. I'd never dream of fighting him. Later."
I stood and walked off back to D. Kyuubi. I walked slowly at first, but soon began to run. As I came back to the castle like structure D. Kyuubi had made for himself, I felt a tad adjitated.
"Back again Dark?" D. Kyuubi asked as I entered.
"Asssss alwayssss," I hissed.
"Well why have you returned then? Did you find him?"
"Kyubbi.....yessss I found him," I answered.
"What!" D. Kyuubi yelled angrily, "And you didn't bring him here! What use are you!"
Before I could say another word, a kunai was tossed and slashed my arm. I didn't move or flinch. D. Kyuubi quickly rushed over to watch my blood drip slowly to the floor.
"When I found him," I statred, "There wassss no ssssoul left. He had passed from thisss world."
"So he was dead," Kyuubi asked.
"Yesss his body wasss no more than ssssand," I answered.
"No blood?" D. Kyuubi asked not holding back a sigh of sadness.
"No," I answered.
"Dam," D. Kyuubi swore.
Suddenly he began to attack me.
"What in hell are you doing!" I yelled.
"If I can't have his blood then you have been useless to me Dark! And I hate useless things! Die!"
"D. Kyuubi," I said quietly dodging his attacks.
"Die! Die and let me see all your blood drain out of you!" he yelled.
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Yayz!!! Finally I get a chance to do this! I've been sooooooooo busy lately and I never get a chance to post up anything!!! T^T Sooooooooo... Here! Lol It's Finally my turn to post post the 3 year change!
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Chaos rained everywhere for the pass three years. So many lives lost from the rule of Dark Kyuubi and not to mention his sidekick Dark Hachi. It seems that the dark side of everyone has gotten to the best of them. What about me, you ask? I haven't heard of my dark side, Yurikami, for a long period of time. I am now 18 years of age. Kyo has been by my side and also Raijuu, Chiyoko, and Ellie. I called them by their first names because we have gotten so close, its not like we had no choice but to get to know them. We had to stay put in a mini group in order to survive.
About three years ago, when the Darks came into rule, I decided to go back to Ninja school for extra hard training. Kyo and Chiyoko decided it was a great idea for us to all go together. When times would get serious, we had to get prepare for the worst. We learned how to control our chakra more and I learned many times from these ninjas name Hyuga, Neji and Uchiha, Sasuke. Since I was a chakra and fire biju, I was capable of learning some of their jutsus like Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four palms. I don't understand why he taught it to me since that techniquie since it was only suppose to be taught to the Hyuga clan's main house and I don't understand how I was able to perfect it in such quick time and h=how I was able to do it since it can only be perfected with the Clan's inheritated Kekkei Genkai, The Byakugan. Maybe because I had the spark eyes of a lynx, so I'm able to see the chakra's circulatory system.
We all scored high. Our rank is now Jonin and we are all stronger than ever. It was later on dat we've met up with Raijuu and Ellie and began to work with them. Kyo, Chiyoko, adn I wore ninja outfits but, of course, I always had to rearrange my outfits to suit me. I gave Raijuu a outfit but I didn't think it was necessary that he wore it or not. I gave Ellie a little outfit that I've made myself. I wore a black ninja suit with white accessories and Chiyoko wore a white ninja suit with black accessories. I guess when Kyuubi is currently gone, I am Chiyoko's Yang and she is my Ying. Kyo's hair grew longer so he often kept his hair in a low ponytail. My hair has grown as well, it is a little passed my butt, still black, and that is why I kept it a bun-like ponytail with a ponytail holder and chopsticks. Chiyoko's hair serpassed my hair length, for it was at her angles. I guess it was her wolf genetics that made that so...
Chiyoko left to search for something that she wouldn't mention to us while Raijuu, Kyo, and I found Ichibi-san. What happiness I felt when I got to embrace him in my arms again.
"Ichibi-San, you grew since I last saw you." I said to him.
"Oh Yoshida-Chan, this is all my fault. I'm sorry.." , he replied to me with a demonic and loud tone of voice.
"It's okay, Ichibi-San. You didn't know. Please don't cry." I pleaded to him. He nodded and began to speak to Raijuu. I felt a familiar prensence, so I flentched a little and then chuckled a bit. "What's the matter?" The 20 year old Kyo asked me. I simply shook my head, telling him not to worry. She's finally here.
It seemed like Ichibi-san had an idea in order to stop Dark Kyuubi. I listened as I wondered where she could be. Before you knew it, he was done telling us the idea. It seemed like I was really paying attention, good thing Raijuu and Kyo were. I jumped at the sudden chakra sense and smiled. I felt a tap on my shoulder and heard a voice. "Boo."
"You can't scare me that easily, Chiyoko." I smiled, with my back towards her.
"Like I ever could." She said calmly. "So many time has past, I'm 17, and I STILL can't scare you, Yuri? How disappointing."
"Fear is no longer a opinion nor a emotion to me. You of all people should know that much. Intimidation is useless as a tactic to defeat me." I told her while turing around, brushing her hand off my shoulder.
"Yeah, I know. You're not the only one, Yuri. So, I'm guessing you guys found Shu-kun. Humm... it's been awhile since I've spoken to him or even seen him. I wonder why he suddenly disappeared when we needed him. And now...," she scanned the area, "Now he's recking the place." I simply smiled and agreed.
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Yupp! I'm done! Gomen that I toom long enough to write a story. I love the idea of the 3 year skipp! And i'm working on the banner. I would of been done by now with it and other things but I losted my black coloring pencil and marker and pen. Man... Well I hoped you enjoyed my story! I will be putting updates on Yuri's world for Kyo and stuff so you can memorize their new apperrence. Ja Ne!
Nae
Ahaha! This is a genius idea! Now it's my turn!
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2012
One year anniversary that the Internet was deleted
Obey the dictator-ship of D. Kyuubi
The real Kyuubi missing
Wanted: Shukaku Ichibi
Okami becomes one of Legendary 9 by favor
The title of the newspaper screamed at me. So did the boy standing by the newspaper pile, yelling out the headlines in hopes that he would get a buyer or two. I stared at it for a few more seconds, then started walking in the other direction. So many horrid things had happened in such a short time… And I couldn’t do one damn thing to stop it. I shuddered at the sudden gust of chilly wind that swept through the now nearly abandoned streets of Tokyo city. Even with my long black coat on, the cold breeze nipped and bit at my skin…
All that was left of my 20-year-old self were my faded memories, an old, large suitcase that I clutched tightly in one hand, for it carried what was left of my belongings, my blue choker with the bell, and… me.
The suitcase was a tacky, humble item that I got from an antique store when I was 12. As a matter of fact, it was the same antique store where I got my dearly beloved music box, which was one of the items locked inside the beat-up container. It was plastered with stickers, showing places from different countries such as Russia and Denmark. I had never had a use for it until I was forced to leave my home when D. Kyuubi came to power. Now, it was a necessity for my everyday life. It contained several outfits, my music box (which I mentioned earlier), some money, shampoo and soap (I must remain clean enough), and a few other various items of no particular importance that I grabbed in my desperate flee from the only place that was dear to me.
…Why am I rambling on about an old suitcase…? Ah well. It’s easy to get distracted with petty things nowadays…
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small glass bottle filled with human blood. There was almost none left… Now I’d have to go and kill someone just to fill it back up again… But it was better to string the blood of a victim out over several weeks than killing someone every few days. I gulped the rest of it down and shoved the empty bottle back in my coat pocket.
I’ve changed my thoughts towards humans. I was not the bloodthirsty 17-year-old whose heart was a black as a moonless night anymore. I had developed something… something that wasn’t there before… I now know what it is like to have… feelings.
Love.
Anger.
Sadness.
Joy.
I had developed so many emotions that now I couldn’t name even half of them. Now I know what it is like… to be human. To be the very individuals that I murder…
A familiar building, long abandoned, came into view. I knew at once that I must go inside and visit the place where I used to reside. I entered my old apartment complex, not knowing what may await me inside…
The reception desk, in all its heyday glory, had crumbled to the floor. The walls were decaying, and the stairs looked as if they may be Father Time’s next victim. It was obvious that the elevator was broken, so I decided to take a chance with the staircase. I carefully made my way up to the 6th floor… and I saw it. Apartment number 127’s door had rotted off its hinges, so I gingerly stepped over the rubble and into my old apartment.
It was almost exactly the same as I had left it, though some looters had taken a brass umbrella basket and the large orange vase that stood on my nightstand, as well as a large picture of a bamboo forest. But other than that, everything was untouched. This very room brought back some vague memories, but they were nothing compared to the colossal flashback I had when I stepped in front of my window to look out upon the grey sky…
Immersed in the radiant light emanating from the window before me, I stood, almost dumbfounded, at the rush of memories that poured over me like the rushing tide of the ocean. The years spent in this very room finally proved its significance to me. I lingered, staring at the sunlit window a bit longer, as my fleeting glimpse of a string of memories faded away from my mind. It was like a child chasing a runaway balloon. No matter how high the child jumps, they’ll never be able to catch the balloon. I was that child and the balloon was my memories before that event happened. Before I and every other living being, human and bijuu alike… Had our lives turned upside down.
D. Kyuubi, supposedly Kyuubi’s dark half, somehow managed to overtake the entire world. Even though I was a normal, mediocre bijuu, he sent some of his forces to capture me. Perhaps it was my affiliations with Teh Biju Club, though I did not have too much contact with its members. Yes, I became friends with some of them, but I never really got to know any of them enough to have a team of 25 demon hunters sent after me. I now regretted not really getting involved with Teh Biju Club and its members. I regretted trying to be a loner. Now, the only company that I have is Chishio, and even she doesn’t wish to talk with me most of the time. If only I could turn back the hands of time…
I suddenly had a feeling rush over me. Kill… it said. Time to fill by bottle up with blood again… I thought. I rushed down the staircase and back out into the streets. The scent of a human that had delicious blood entered my lungs. I followed that scent, thinking, here we go again… Another human life… Gone.
It was about two o’ clock when I arrived at a familiar place… a park where I killed a certain man…
The scent was stronger now. I rounded a bend in the cobblestone path and saw my victim-to-be standing in a clearing. She turned her head to look at me and I froze.
She was 17.
With chocolate brown hair.
And blood red eyes.
“Hello, Asuka. Remember me?” she said.
This girl… was me.
From 3 years ago.
~20-year-old Asuka
(Please, nobody continue yet.)
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Ooooh! Did that catch your interest? :D Sorry 'bout the length. The reason why I don't want anybody to continue is that this is only the FIRST half of the story! I'll probably post Part 2 tomorrow. So quadruple gomen there. D:
Fufufu... Asuka's gone kinda soft now. Hahaha- *Shot*
Sooo... Tell me whatcha think!
~TG
Kyuubi had taken Suki out of the clearing as fast as he could, Hatchimata lay on the ground, repeating his phrase on and on.
"So...That's his power." Tora said out loud.
Francis gave her an awkward glance. "Huh..."
"It seems Kyuubi can know a persons soul, just by hearing their voice." she purred.
"Like Nekomata..."
"Only more powerful..." she whispered.
Francis began to collapse again, but Tora held him firmly.
"Why are you in so much pain...?" she asked.
"Because...I'm supposed to be dead." he spat.
"What do you mean." not asking.
"As first born, I was supposed to be killed by Nekomata...I had to make her hate me enough to finally kill me. Matthew knew it too, so he'd pitch along in the arguments...." he explained, panting.
"That's why you left with your father...To give Nekomata more pain."
"I won't die yet, I can only die in the of her blood...That's why her children have to trust me....But it seems Kyuubi may be right....They hate me for not saving their mother."
"That means..." Tora began, processing the data.
"I'm immortal...." He said smirking. He felt a hand on his back. In wasn't Tora's. He glanced back.
"Nozomi?" He gaped.
