A/N: There aren't many Fanfictions like this out there, so I've decided to create one. I'll also be making some for other ships that resemble Allen and Kanda, like: Nai x Gareki, YaShiro x Kuroh (once I find the fucking first episode of the damn anime. I'll start the manga soon), Gakupo & Piko, and last, but not least: Nezumi and Shion.

But yeah, I'm learning how to summon a Kitsune. DON'T LAUGH AT ME. WHO WOULDN'T WANT A HOT-ASS TOMOE LIVING WITH THEM? GODDAMMIT.

This will be a clash between Kamisama Hajimemashita and InuYasha. Both animes are literally alike in many ways. It's not hard to spot them.

LIKE HOW CAN YOU NOT WANT HOT GUYS TO HAVE FOX EARS AND A FUCKING TAIL? THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?

/SOBS

/RUNS TO HER GIRLFRIEND

I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU GUYS.

i forgive you, hush and read, keh?

I started reading the manga ''A Thousand Years Ninetails'' and it's funny as hell. I'm dying of laughter, no joke. I love guys with fox ears.~~~~

Grammatical Errors?: FUCK YEAH, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU GUYS LOVE IT WHEN YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M TYPING ANYMORE!

Disclaimer: GUYS, I'M KATSURA HOSHINO, OKAY?

Story dedication: This goes out to my soon-to-be stepfather, Osvaldo. Thank you for believing in me and giving me great feedback!

''A human has to move forward on his own. If one wants to move forward, one can move, even if he only has little power.''

―Tomoe, Kamisama Hajimemashita (Kamisama Kiss)

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Flashback

Feudal Japan

His breath came in short bursts. He knew running wouldn't help. It'd only make the situation he was currently in more inevitable. The rain poured harder as the small male tried to swiftly get out of the forest, but failed to sight anyone who'd help him, for they were either caught by the Youkai or murdered by them. He could hear his heart beating in his ears like a soft melody, which was getting louder as each second past, increasing. His heart rate had just skyrocketed. The whitette's eyes were dilated; they were full of light. How would he get out of this situation, you ask? He simply won't. Maybe he'll survive, maybe he'll die. Only fate knows. He didn't even summon the stupid thing. But someone in the village might have. That person would have to be able to sustain such spiritual pressure. He just happened to be near a still burning village, only to get himself chased by the damn Youkai. Huffing, the male paused. His shrine maiden clothing was already ripped and ruined (the girls liked playing with him so they eventually forced him to wear what they wore since he looks so girly). Of all days it had to happen today, didn't it? He wished he wasn't even alive right now; he wished that he'd died with Mana, his foster father. Tears swelled up in his eyes, making him blink a few times. Surely, that stupid Youkai would've cau-

Obviously he thought too soon. He could sense it's spiritual presence coming from the top of the hill. He hadn't run far, but he needed to leave quickly or else he'd end up being another victim. There was a Youkai who seemed to be well-known alongside his 'friend' (people assume he's the first Youkai's friend because they're around each other all the time). The two would go around, destroying villages in Japan, which partially made the whitette rethink ever going to Japan. Sometimes he wondered why he even listened to his Master. Why in the Hell would a well-known Youkai be chasing him? He didn't really know, but there was only one thing he knew for sure. His girly looks. People would come from miles away just to get a glimpse of him. It pissed him off because he'd end up telling them he was a guy. To make things worse, people actually didn't care about his gender. His Master made many attempts in selling him off to nobles and royal families, but he refused no matter how high the person's rank was. He simply wanted to live in peace. His Master sure as Hell won't let him though!

The sound of rustling came from behind him. That didn't make him stop though; he kept running, stumbling over a few rocks in the meantime, but as he struggled to get up the last time he tripped, he fell over, the Youkai had gotten closer. He heard the Kitsunebi(1) engulf everything around it, eating up the wood, leaves, grass, and trees. It turned anything that was in it's path to ash, unless the one controlling it wanted to burn those things. The fox didn't seem to care about the things it was setting on fire. He or she simply watched as the flames licked the trunks of trees, blazed through the grass, and sent things crumbling. The fire had reached the whitette now. It was in front of him. The flames practically mocking him. Daring him to jump, run through, or find another way around them. He knew there was no way around them. There was no way out with the way the fox had enlarged the flames, making it impossible for him to jump over them even if he wanted to. The blue and red flames mingled together. He saw a flash of existing violet in them. The fox wasn't close yet, but when he turned around, the fox happened to be about five or six feet away, surrounding the both of them in fire.

Neither of them talked. The whitette was simply speechless. He turned around to lock eyes with extraordinarily cobalt eyes. The fox had such a beautiful face. His long hair wasn't tied up in a ribbon or anything. It was kept down; it looked extremely soft which made the male want to touch it, then he remembered this fox was his enemy. He was born to be enemies with this fox, and this fox only. For this fox was no ordinary fox. It was well-known for burning down villages along with the rabbit Youkai that accompanies it, but the rabbit didn't seem to be by his side at the moment. Stepping closer, the Youkai's blue-black fox ears twitched, listening, taking in every single sound it could so the fox could most likely predict what was likely to happen if it approached the frozen male. The young male swallowed thickly before backing away, closer to the flames that were being controlled behind him. That was when the fox pulled out a fan from his sleeve, smirking rather than scowling.

This confused the teenager, you see, he was expecting the fox to have slaughtered him by now or taken him hostage or something horrible, but it didn't come. The fox hid behind his brightly colored fan. It was pink with red, white, and maroon flowers plastered onto it. The smirk on the fox's face didn't leave though. He was extremely, a hundred percent sure that the fox was a female, then again it wore a yukata that contained a flame design. The fox's cobalt eyes flashed with interest. It's smirk turned into a small grin. Both were still silent and planned on keeping it silent. The whitette didn't want to get to know the fox, yet the fox was somehow interested in him. Why him though? Why not someone else? Everyone knew the answer to that question: Girly looks. He was too shy, loud, argued a lot, stubborn, and kind. He was extremely shy though.

The boy could already feel a small blush from across his features. He tried his best to stop it from spreading. It didn't work. His blush grew, and he felt that his face would burst into flames, like it always did, soon. Drawing closer to the flames, the silver eyed male hesitated for a while. More like for hours. The fox made no effort of getting closer to him so he relaxed a bit. When the fox snapped it's fingers, the flames became more deadly. They threatened to burn him. He actually felt like running through the flames in order to get away from the mysterious fox, but he didn't. He felt like he was glued to his spot. Nothing could make him move. The young male began to pant due to sheer shock along with the fear that coursed through his body. Never had he felt this scared in his entire life. He felt like this before, when Mana had died from a Youkai. That Youkai was standing in front of him. He opened his mouth to say something, although nothing came out. He was sure he lost his voice.

Sweating nervously, the male drew back to the flames, his right hand covered his left wrist, which was placed near his chest. Tears threatened to spill over the rims of his eyes but he tried blinking them away. It seemed to help a bit even though nothing could prepare him for what was going to happen next. The fox moved in closer to the whitette, not moving the fan from his face. All the teen could see were the fox's cobalt eyes and long blue-black hair. And what he thought was one tail, turned out to be eight other tails, all a black color, which matched the fox's hair and twitching ears that sat atop his head, angling in different ways, observing the male in front of it. A black fox was average, but a black nine tailed fox was rare. Sure, there were other nine tails out there, but this one was full black―all except for the white spot on the tip of one of the fox's tails. This one was different than all the others. A chuckle sounded from the fox who withdrew the fan from it's face. Now that he thought of it, the fox turned out to be male. Looking around at his surroundings, the fox's eyes flicked from one place to the other, then back at the male in front of him. He flicked his right ear, patient.

What's he waiting for? Seriously, he should've killed me by now. The whitette thought, biting the inside of his cheek before darting over to the right side, which was empty. In a flash, the fox swiftly stepped in front of him, cutting him short. In result, the teenager jumped a few feet in surprise. That was when the fox decided to break the silence between them.

''What should I do with you? After all, you're a Moyashi.''

''My name's Allen! Stupid, kitsune. Say it, remember it!'' Allen shouted, closing his silver eyes which were blazing with anger and hatred.

''Feisty much?" The fox inquired.

''L-leave me alone! I didn't do anything to you, but you killed Ma…'' a sob made it's way into the sentence he was trying to complete, ''M-mana! You killed Mana! I'll never forgive you! Stupid fox!'' The whitette pulled out a talisman that made it's way in between Allen's index and middle finger. He drew the talisman close to his left cheek before flinging it at the fox with all his force, for it to only stop an inch in front of the fox's face and turn into ashes.

Shocked, Allen sweat-dropped, as he drew closer to the middle of the circle of flames that surrounded the two of them.

''I already know your name, Moyashi,'' the fox replied.

''Like-''

''Aren Walker.''

''What?"

''Aren Walker.''

''How in the Hell do you know my full name?"

''I have connections,'' the fox purred out.

''More like stalker alert.''

''Say that again, Moyashi. I dare you. I could just burn you right here and now, but I don't think that'd help with anything.''

''Then why keep me alive? Why kill everyone else and not me?"

''I'm not sure myself,'' the kitsune muttered under his breath, not loud enough for Allen to hear, which confused the whitette.

Just when Allen was about to speak, a wolf Youkai appeared. It's skin was darker than his or the fox's skin color. A 'che' left the fox's mouth before it flashed over to Allen, grabbed him by the waist, and ran off with the wolf right behind them.

''Do you know that Youkai?''

''Yes. He's my partner. I'm not telling you anything more than that, Moyashi. Now shut up and be quiet.''

''Why's he chasing us?"

''He's after you, Moyashi.''

''Why me? I didn't do anything!'' Allen whined.

The blue-black haired fox rolled his eyes as he made a sharp left, towards a small house he'd seen outside. He knew the wolf had left by now, but he wanted to make sure the stupid bean would be out of Tyki's sight for a while.

''You never told me your name,'' the whitette said as the fox opened the door, not letting the smaller male down.

''All you need to know is that my last name's what I go by. I go by Kanda,'' Kanda grunted as he finally let Allen down. The white haired male was confused on why Kanda had chosen now to be nice to him.

Kanda watched Allen's movements. He could tell that the younger male was exhausted. The fox drew closer to the whitette before grabbing one of Allen's free wrists, pulling him closer to him, and pressing the now blushing wreck against his chest as he shifted into a laying position on his side. Allen was caught off guard by Kanda's sudden movements and it took him a while to actually understand what his intentions were. When he did, Allen gasped as he was pressed against the kitsune's chest then forced into a sleeping position. He felt Kanda wrap an arm around his waist, making him squirm uncomfortably. Kanda made sure that his yukata covered Allen.

''Wha-''

Kanda cut him off before he could form the entire sentence, ''Be quiet. You're noisy. Go to sleep.''

Closing his eyes, Allen let sleep wash over him.

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A/N: The next chapter will be of a present Allen who finds out he can go back into Feudal Japan.~

Kitsunebi- Fox Fire.

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