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A/N: (Please Read!) Okay, so this is my first story in the anime/manga section, so I hope I make the cut. That aside, this story is basically Nurarihyon No Mago with a personality change on Rikuo. How his personality is changed I won't tell, but it has to do with how his opinion on yokai was influenced when he was young. He shall be more charismatic, mischievious, daring, and overall I will try to make him more "badass" for lack of a more illustrative word. I hope you like this version of him as much as I do. Also, if you looked at the main characters I selected, you will see both Rikuo and Tsurara, and if you check out the genre it is, infact, both a romance and adventure fanfiction. I figured "supernatural" was a given, so I didn't put that. A few cahracters I also like are as follows: Kiyojuji, Yura, Aotabo, Zen, and Gyuuki. I'm not sure if that means they will be in the fic more, but we'll see. Rikuo and Tsurara are the main characters, though, so they will have the spotlight most of the time. I know some might be wondering: "Hey, why isn't Kana in your list of characters you like?" Well, that is because I don't like her very much, even if she is the main heroine in canon. She is always the damsel in distress, and that just bugs me. I have disallowed myself from letting my dislike of her infect the fic,however. But...she can't really protect herself...whereas Tsurara can, and she has a great personality. This fic was born kinda out of my desire for Tsurara to be the main heroine in place of Kana. That and I wanted Rikuo to be a little...I don't know, better, I guess. I always thought he should appreciate Tsurara a little more, I mean she HAS been taking care of him for his whole life, practically. His "night" form is cool though, so I'm keeping that. That's sort of what I'm going for in this fic. Plus a few extra twists...what will they be?

Regardless, I should stop rambling. So! I hope you really enjoy this fic, and please be so kind as to drop a review. I'd really appreciate it! Oh, and if you add a question to your review, I will be sure to answer it in the next chapter post. If you can't wait that long, send me a PM and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

And here we go!

Rikuo desperately ran from tree to tree in a vain attempt to lose the creature following him, desperately hoping it was enough to escape. He stumbled, accidentally tripping over a root in the process. He hissed as something on the ground cut into his knees, a small trail of blood making its way down his leg.

"Gotta….keep….moving!" Rikuo said to himself, picking up his small seven-year-old body and resuming his sprint. He turned around the trunk of yet another tree in this seemingly endless forest.

"Well, well well." Rikuo heard a voice in front of him, quickly raising his head to see a yokai leaning against the trunk of a tree, looking at its own blood-soaked claws. The yokai looked down at the young boy with a sadistic, smug grin. "Did I not tell you already that it is useless to run? All you are accomplishing is the act of running in circles as if you were a headless chicken. HA!" The yokai laughed at its own little joke.

"I…I won't be killed by something like you…" Rikuo mumbled, clenching his fists.

"Oh no?" The yokai questioned, "You are but a mere boy. You can do no better than those other useless humans. Though you are aware of that already, aren't you…?" The yokai grinned, brandishing his red soaked claws.

It was true. Rikuo saw what it did to those other people, who were older than him, how they tried to fight…and they were torn to shreds. That whole 'twenty-five percent yokai' thing didn't seem to be helping him. Rikuo expression turned to hopelessness. This seemed to only amuse the yokai further.

"As I thought….." The yokai mumbled, suddenly looking annoyed. "Is this seriously all you are? I mean I wasn't expecting much from a seven year old, but still….." The yokai shook his head. "Is this really all the third heir is! YOU are no different from a pathetic HUMAN!" The yokai began to laugh once more, at the downcast boy before him.

"If only I hadn't….." Rikuo mumbled, remembering the events of the day. It started off normal enough, going to school, taking classes, going to lunch. Then, that discussion began.

'FLASHBACK'

"Hey, did you hear the news today?" A boy at the lunch table Rikuo was sitting at asked.

"Oh yeah…you're talking about the killing right?" Another boy responded, a disturbed expression on his face.

"Yeah, that, exactly." The first boy confirmed, nodding his head.

"Wait…" Rikuo asked, the boys turning their heads to him upon hearing his voice. "There was a killing? What killing?"

"You didn't hear?" the second boy asked, seemingly surprised. "Apparently, an entire family was torn apart by a murderer."

"…A murderer?" Rikuo questioned, looking surprised.

"If that's what you can call those things." The first boy said, looking angry.

"What things?" Rikuo asked again, interested.

"Yokai, of course! What else?" The first boy replied. "The police may not want to admit it, but only a yokai could be capable of carnage like that."

"Yeah, did you hear the only survivor was a three year old hidden in a cupboard?" The second boy asked his friend.

The first nodded his head solemnly. "Yeah…I did. Can you imagine losing your family at a young age like that?"

"No way. I don't even want to think about it." The second boy stated. "And it's all because horrible things like that exist."

"Disgusting creatures." The first boy agreed.

-END FLASHBACK-

After that, Rikuo saw the yokai he lived with in a new light. The whole day he looked at the faces of those he called his friends and imagined them doing terrible things like that yokai did. Unable to take it anymore, he ran away from the house and into the forest, stumbling into some people at a campsite. They offered him some food they cooked, and Rikuo happily accepted, eager to distract himself from the thoughts of his yokai roommates and to be around some other humans. That's when that thing showed up. Everything just went wrong from there.

"I guess it doesn't matter if you are weak. I'll go down in history for killing the third heir one way or the other." The yokai chuckled darkly. "First the second heir, and now the third…this is just too rich!" The yokai lunged at the boy. Rikuo closed his eyes, waiting to feel himself be torn in two by the yokai's bloody claws.

…But it never came. Instead, he heard a cry of anguish as a splash of blood hit his face. He opened his eyes slowly…..

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH RIKUO-SAMA!"

Rikuo looked on in surprise as he saw the Nura clan's very own Yuki-Onna standing protectively in front of him, her spear raised. "Tsurara…" Rikuo mumbled, in shock.

Across from them stood the offending yokai, its arm severed from Tsurara's unexpected attack, barely able to stand from the large amount of pain it was experiencing. "AARRGHH!" The yokai yelled in anger and pain, looking to its own severed arm, now vanishing into nothingness. "What…! YOU! HOW DARE YOU STAND IN MY WAY!" The yokai pointed at the Yuki-Onna accusingly, enraged.

"You will not hurt Rikuo-sama." Tsurara declared monotonously, pointing her spear at the yokai.

The yokai flinched and began to slowly back away, quite obviously at a disadvantage with only one arm. It scowled. "…I won't forget this. Both you, snow spirit, and your damnable 'master' will pay for this! One day…" With that last haunting word, the yokai was gone, most likely having used the last of its strength to escape. Tsurara let out a sigh, relaxing with the yokai's departure.

"Tsurara…"

Tsurara turned around quickly, concern filling her eyes. "Yes master? Are you hurt anywhere?" The snow girl asked, already attempting to treat his scraped knees.

"Um…I'm fine, nothing too bad…" Tsurara let out a sigh of relief. "B-but Tsurara, w-why did you…why did you save me?" The little boy asked, looking at the girl. "You're a yokai…" He finished, trembling slightly.

Tsurara let out yet another sigh, now understanding what the master was thinking. It certainly would explain why he had been acting so strangely today. "Rikuo-sama…." She started, gathering her thoughts. "Do not be fooled. Just because I'm a yokai doesn't mean I like to hurt people. It is not my nature to needlessly hurt anyone. Same goes for the others. We don't want that." Rikuo looked at her suspiciously. "It's not the species that makes the individual. Rikuo-sama, we of the Nura clan do not wish to harm humans. After all, you and your mother live peacefully with us, right? Your father even married a human."

"...Yeah..." Rikuo responded quietly.

"Unfortunately, some yokai don't think that way. Just like humans. Lots of humans want to get along, but some kill people, just because they can. You know that. Everyone is free to make their own decisions, regardless of what they might be. Some just choose the wrong choices. But some don't. I like to think I made the right decision. That is protecting you, Rikuo-sama!"

Rikuo thought for a moment, looking directly into Tsurara's eyes. She was right. He hadn't seen any of the Nura clan attempting to kill humans...rather, they wanted to be friends with him, even though he was a good seventy-five percent human. He closed his eyes.

"Rikuo-sama…" Tsurara said quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Rikuo opened his eyes once more, this time they were sparkling with determination. "You know what Tsurara? You're right. I can't let a couple distasteful yokai change my opinion of all my friends back at home. They have cared for both me and mother, forgetting that we're human, and asking for nothing in return but our kindness. They are all good yokai, and I should be following that example."

Tsurara beamed at Rikuo in admiration. "Rikuo-sama!"

"So from here on, I'll accept I'm part yokai. And I'll try to be just like the yokai back home. The good yokai! Like you, Tsurara. Not those mean, bad ones!" Rikuo looked to her with happiness. "So yeah…that's what I'll do…so, can we go home now? I'm kinda lost…" Rikuo rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed.

"Of course!" Tsurara replied, overjoyed at her master's decision.

"And Tsurara?"

"Yes?"

"Those people that bad yokai killed… I'd like to bury their bodies before we go…"

-SIX YEARS LATER-

"HUH? What? Where? Rikuo, you said it was just around this bend!" Kiyojuji exclaimed as he careened around the corner of the hallway as if death was right at his heels.

Almost just as quickly, a 13 year old Rikuo rounded the bend as well, who stopped just behind his friend, the yokai obsessed boy now looking about in every direction frantically. "What? You didn't see it? Luckily, I caught a glimpse of it just before it phased into our classroom!" Rikuo responded immediately.

"W-W-WHAT? MY CLASSROOM! UWAHHHH!" Kiyojuji let out some sort of war cry before rushing to his class, flinging the door open with vigor and determination, a look of total concentration on his face…..

…..Before he was violently thrown backward into a wall from a giant blast of air. "What? A counterattack! Ah! WAIT! THE YOKAI! Where is it Rikuo-san?" Kiyojuji turned his now desperate face to look at Rikuo.

"Hmm….Did I say our classroom? Gomen, gomen, what I really meant was the one next to it." Rikuo responded with a contemplative look, as if it took a lot of effort to remember just which room the yokai had went into.

"I see!" With that Kiyojuji was gone in a flash, at the door in the blink of an eye, the door ajar in less than a moment…!

…Only to be thrown into the wall by a powerful blast of wind once again.

Rikuo calmly walked over to his downed friend with a smug smile on his face, leaning over Kiyojuji slightly as the yokai lover put himself in a sitting position. "…This was another prank, wasn't it?" Kiyojuji deadpanned, turning to gaze at Rikuo with a look of annoyance.

"You just make it so easy!" Rikuo stated, a full smile etching itself onto his face. Within the classroom, one could observe some students studying a cannon-like structure, undoubtably the source of the air blast. One could assume a copy of it resided within the two students' home room as well.

"Ugh…" Kiyojuji made an unpleasant sound, disappointed by the realization. "I can't believe you got me again! So easily…!"

"Yeah, no matter how many pranks you fall for you don't seem to get any smarter." Rikuo deadpanned.

"Uwah! What's that supposed to mean?" Kiyojuji fired back.

Rikuo smirked, "Exactly what I said…" No one found out what might have been said afterward as another individual joined the scene.

"Rikuo!"

Rikuo turned his head to find an annoyed Kana zeroing in on his position. "How may I help you?" Rikuo smiled, pretending to tip a nonexistent hat to said girl.

She ignored his words, intent on saying her piece. "Rikuo…did you pull another prank? On Kiyojuji no less? You do pranks on him a lot you know!" She shook her head. "Really, haven't you had enough?" She looked at him expectantly.

"Nope! I've got many more plans drawn up for future endeavors!" Rikuo exclaimed with gusto and a proud smile. Behind him, Kiyojuji sweat-dropped.

"Really…" Kana shook her head once more, an exaggerated expression taking residence on her face. One could plainly see that Kana and Rikuo had this same argument many a time before, and Kana decided to just let it drop this time, shifting to a different subject. "More importantly, how do you keep getting all the supplies for these antics-"

"Endeavors." Rikuo corrected her.

"Whatever! For these 'endeavors' anyway? I mean, you've used some really complicated stuff…" Kana trailed off, her eyes shifting to look at the supposed "air cannon".

"Unfortunately, that is for me to know and you to never find out!" Rikuo responded, waggling a finger at her. "Let's just say, 'I know a guy'." Rikuo said with a mysterious tint to his voice, obviously teasing her.

"I'd like to meet this guy and give him a piece of my mind…" Kiyojuji threw in his two cents, having picked himself up off the floor.

"We should probably get to class. The bell will ring any second now." Kana stated, pointing at a clock on a nearby wall.

"Yeah, you're probably right." Rikuo said, now calm with the joy of his successful prank now wearing off. "Cannons are free. Anyone who wants 'em, take 'em." Rikuo proclaimed, some students already calling dibs, used to this routine.

"I don't get it…" Shima said as he joined the group as they all walked into the classroom, arriving just in time. "Rikuo, why do you always give the stuff away? Why not use them again for another prank? Not that I'm complaining…" It was a known fact that Shima often tried to grab some of the stuff Rikuo gave away, his chances of getting said objects increasing with the fact the two were friends.

"Well…" Rikuo started, thinking for a second, "While recycled methods are nice, there's nothing quite like a fresh, new strategy. I guess I just prefer that. Repeating the same thing would make pranking stagnant…" Rikuo trailed off.

"Enough about that!" Kiyojuji said, loudly of course. "Don't you realize there are far more important things to worry about? Torii! Maki! Come over here for a second."

The two remaining members of the Kyojuji Paranormal Patrol walked over to their friends. "Hey guys." Torii greeted with a small wave. "What's up?"

"Kiyojuji, apparently." Maki stated. "So! Any particular reason you called us over here?" Everyone looked to Kiyojuji expectantly.

Now the center of attention, Kiyojuji began, "You all remember our last meeting, right?" He looked at everyone, suddenly serious.

Rikuo facepalmed. He let out a sigh. "You mean how you want us all to go to the abandoned school building? Look, even if everyone else agrees, I told you I don't want anything to do with it."

Rikuo knew that if he went to some dangerous (in appearance, at least) place, the Nura clan yokai that so adored him would find out somehow, and undoubtedly follow him. Such a thing would certainly increase the chances of Kiyojuji and his friends encountering yokai. He did NOT want that.

"NO WAY!" Kiyojuji yelled, causing a few heads in the class to turn. "Not after you humiliated me today! And many other times too! This is our best chance to see some yokai." He smirked. "Besides, you owe me for what you did. So come on. Everyone else wants you to come along too."

"It would definitely be better if we all went together." Torii said, looking to Rikuo.

"Without a doubt!" Maki agreed while Shima nodded his silent agreement.

"I would feel a lot safer if you came too…" Kana said, looking down in embarrassment.

With so many pleading looks it was difficult to refuse. Coupled with the fact that said pleading looks originated from most of his friends, he would have to be a pretty big jerk to turn them down. And while he might be somewhat of a jerk, he wasn't to that extent. "Alright, alright, I'll go. It's not like we'll see any yokai anyway…" Oh, how he hoped that statement would be true.

"Don't be so sure!" Kiyojuji exclaimed, "Tomorrow, I swear, the Kyojuji Paranormal Patrol will discover their first YOKAI!"

Rikuo said goodbye to Kana as they separated to go to their respective households. As soon as she was out of sight, he heaved a sigh as he resumed the walk to his house. "Great…I'd like to take as few risks as possible, and this little excursion isn't going to help…" He looked to a temple-like house as it came into view. "…I mean, I appreciate their concern for me, but in all honesty they can be a tad bit overbearing with things like this. I can't lie to them…I guess I'll just have to ask them to stay at the house and hope they listen, what with Kiyojuji's internal yokai detector at an all-time high." He entered the compound that was his house. "Most of my friends will be there to discourage him as well. Maybe I'm worrying too much." A smile came to Rikuo's face as he prepared to open the door to the building. "Well, it's good to be home after such a long day. Now I get to see my other friends."

With that, Rikuo opened the door. "I'm back!" He yelled into the house, filled with yokai from the Nura clan, all Rikuo's friends.

"WELCOME HOME, RIKUO-SAMA!" The yokai chorused back, each and every one taking a moment to bow to him, the room then falling back into motion along with the amicable chatter that was ever-present within the household. Rikuo's smile grew a little wider with the greeting. It was only when Rikuo spotted a certain Yuki-Onna with deep blue hair running about as fast as one could while holding a tray with tea placed on top toward him that he gained a true, complete smile.

"WAKA! RIKUO-SAMA!" The girl exclaimed in greeting, obviously overjoyed to see him, stopping just in front of him, the tea thankfully undisturbed. "Master! Welcome back! Would you like some tea?" The Yuki-Onna asked quickly, beaming up at him, obviously pleased to be the first one to offer him tea when he got home from school.

"As a matter of fact, Tsurara, I would love some." Rikuo gratefully accepted the proffered cup, as Tsurara put down the tray on a nearby table, taking the other cup of tea as she did so. Rikuo sat down against the wall, briefly glancing at all the yokai doing miscellaneous tasks, whether they be games or chores, motioning that Tsurara could sit with him if she wanted. Naturally, Tsurara plopped down right beside him, as she always did.

"So Tsurara, how did your day go?" he asked looking at her expectantly.

"Oh!" Tsurara raised one finger, as if she just remembered something, turning her head to meet his eyes, beaming at him, obviously happy he took an interest in her day. "My day just went great! Let's see…..well, I woke you up, and then I went to go make your lunch, and gave it to you just as you left the house, then…..Oh! How did you like it, by the way? The lunch, I mean?" She paused in her story to ask him, looking hopeful that she did well.

Rikuo closed his eyes, a smile on his face, "Do you even have to ask? It was delicious, of course. Not to mention my drink is always cool, even that late in the day, thanks to you." Rikuo opened his eyes to look at her again. "Did you expect a different answer from normal?"

"No! It's just nice to hear you say it, is all…" She revealed, a hint of pink on her face.

Happy with her response, Rikuo laughed a bit, "…And I like to tell you that you did a good job, as always. I believe you were telling me about your day…?" Rikuo reminded her, taking another sip from his tea.

"OH! Umm…Yeah! S-so anyway, after that I had to run an errand for the supreme master, which added on to the time it takes to do the chores I'm assigned normally, but I also wanted to make you tea to enjoy after school, so I worked really hard to finish, and got the tea done just before you got home! And so now we have tea!" She announced, gesturing to the pairs' drinks. "And, you know, I like spending this time with you…" She trailed off, looking wistful.

Rikuo smiled lightly at the snow girl, "You know, you didn't have to go through all that effort for my sake." Rikuo stated.

"No!" Tsurara exclaimed, locking Rikuo with a stern gaze. "I had to do this for Rikuo-sama! Because Rikuo-sama is always nice to me! So I have to show that I want to be super nice to Rikuo-sama as well." She cemented this with a quick nod of her head.

Rikuo laughed a little, "Mission accomplished, in that case."

Satisfied with her master's response, she beamed up at him again. "What about you master? I told you about my day, but I know nothing of how your day went."

"Nothing out of the ordinary really…" Rikuo said.

"Oh, so you didn't try out any of your other plans?" Tsurara asked.

"Naturally, I tried out one on Kiyojuji. I used the air cannons for that one." Rikuo smirked, remembering the event.

Tsurara giggled at his devious expression. "Sounds like it was fun!"

"It was. Other than that, the day was pretty boring. Just a bunch of lessons, had lunch with the club." Rikuo sighed. "Though…Kiyojuji and the others got me to cave in and go with them on one of his yokai hunts. Honestly, you'd think he would have given up after so many failures." Rikuo looked at Tsurara to see her with a pensive look on her face. "…It's at the abandoned school building." He finished.

"Hm…Well if that's the case then I'm sure you wouldn't mind if-" The Yuki-Onna was cut off by her master.

"No, you can't come." Rikuo declared plainly, drinking tea from his cup.

"But whyyyy…" Tsurara pouted, looking to her master.

"Remember, Kiyojuji said this was a YOKAI hunt. If you're there, the chances of him seeing one are increased ten-fold." He looked at her face, "And to put it bluntly, Tsurara, you aren't the most stealthy of yokai."

"Hmph!" Tsurara made a displeased noise, crossing her arms.

"Look, you know that if I could, I would take you with me. It's just that Kiyojuji is gonna be on a warpath to find some yokai, and I don't want to put any of you at risk of being found out. You know what the public opinion of yokai is." Rikuo explained, trying to cheer Tsurara up.

"Really?" the Yuki-Onna asked.

"Really." Rikuo responded.

"Well…" Tsurara started, seeming thoughtful. "If that's how it is, then I'll forgive you this time, Rikuo-sama!" Tsurara finished, smiling at the third heir once again.

"I am honored, milady." Rikuo joked, both of them smiling now.

"Ah, Rikuo-sama, it is good to see you have returned safely." A new voice was heard, both Tsurara and Rikuo turning their heads to the source of the noise.

"Aotabo!" Rikuo called in greeting. "How are you today?"

"Quite well, master." Aotabo responded jovially, happy he was one of Rikuo's closer friends. "How about you?"

"The same." Rikuo replied just as happily. "Anything I missed?" He asked, curious to know whether he missed anything important.

"Well," Aotabo began, "There was a meeting today."

Rikuo's smile dropped, "I can guess what it was about…"

"You're succeeding of my current position."

Rikuo turned his head once more to discover Nurarihyon walking to his location. "Hey, Gramps…" Rikuo sighed, "I figured it would be that. That's all the meetings are ever about nowadays…"

"With good reason, you realize. You really should start thinking about the issue more, it is very important…" Nurarihyon started.

"I've told you plenty of times, I've already thought the issue through and through. We all know that a few of the yokai don't think I would make…the best leader. I AM only twenty-five percent yokai. A full seventy-five percent of me is filled to the brim with unaltered human." Rikuo interrupted Nurarihyon, reciting the same speech as he had done many times before.

"Regardless, you are the only rightful heir. I have confidence in you, just as I had in your father, and he surpassed my expectations." Nurarihyon argued.

Rikuo frowned, "And he died doing it, too. So don't be surprised if I'm hesitant."

"But Rikuo-sama, I just know you would make a great leader! Don't forget those that support you!" Tsurara chimed in, trying to encourage him.

"Tsurara's right, master. There is no doubt in my mind you would be perfect for the position." Aotabo agreed, unwavering.

Looking at his two friends, Rikuo's expression softened. "Maybe…there is really no one else who could take the job?" Rikuo questioned, returning his gaze to his grandfather.

"There is no one else." The old man affirmed.

"I see…" Rikuo thought for a moment, "Either way, I'm not ready to take on such a huge responsibility. To be responsible for the lives of all the yokai within the Nura clan. Please, give me more time to think about it."

"If that's what you want, you got it." Nurarihyon smiled, happy he didn't get a downright rejection of the idea this time. "I must be going. Take care." With those words, Nurarihyon walked off.

Rikuo looked after him for a bit. "Man…I bet no one else has to deal with an issue like this. Sometimes it's just so annoying." Rikuo yawned, leaning back against the wall.

"That's because Rikuo-sama is unique!" Tsurara exclaimed.

"In a good way or a bad way?" Rikuo followed up on her claim.

"In a good way of course!" Tsurara reinforced her statement, smiling at her master.

"Would you rather be a regular person who didn't have to deal with all this?" Aotabo asked Rikuo, causing the boy to sit at attention.

"What? No! No way! Then I wouldn't have gotten to be friends with all of you!" Rikuo gestured to all the yokai in the room, including Aotabo and Tsurara. "Geez…I can't even imagine how immensely bored I would be without all of you guys around. Don't be crazy, Aotabo. I wouldn't have it any other way. The pestering about my succeeding Gramps is what bothers me." Rikuo finished, leaning against the wall once more.

"Is it that you feel you are too young?" Tsurara asked.

"Nah, I don't feel like that's the issue. Moreover, it's that I feel I don't have enough experience with that sort of thing. And, as I said, way too much responsibility." Rikuo replied, yawning once again.

"Are you tired Rikuo-sama?" Tsurara questioned looking at him with concern.

"A bit I guess. Probably from lugging around those cannons. I suppose it took a bit more out of me than I thought…" He yawned yet again. "Hmm…I guess I really should get some rest. I'll finish up my homework, then go to sleep."

"Is that so? Well then, good night master." Aotabo said, while offering a small smile.

"Sweet dreams Rikuo-sama!" Tsurara said, beaming at him yet again.

"Night, Aotabo. And sweet dreams to you too, Tsurara!" Rikuo left with a small wave and a smile, heading to his room.

Rikuo slammed the math book closed with an air of finality. "There!" Rikuo declared, smirking at the fact he was finally able to defeat his homework.

He yawned.

"That's it. I better go to bed now, or else I'll just be needlessly tired in the morning." Rikuo said to himself, changing into his night wear, and falling into bed.

"Ah…I forgot to tell all the yokai that I will be coming home late tomorrow. I guess it doesn't matter anyway. I'll just tell them in the morning." Rikuo then switched off the light in his room, pulling the covers over himself. "I just hope nothing goes wrong at the abandoned school building tomorrow."

Just before Rikuo escaped into dreamland, his last thoughts were…`

'…I just jinxed myself, didn't I…?'

And that is the first chapter! So did you like it? Did you prefer this Rikuo to the original Rikuo? Do I have Tsurara in character and not OOC? Do you like Rikuo's backstory and the reason he embraces the fact he is part yokai? Does anyone dislike Kana as much as I do? Am I annoying you with these questions? Who knows!

Please drop a review! I will appreciate it, and it goes straight to the effort of accelerating the release of the next chapter! Constructive criticism is appreciated. Please, no flames, though, I'll just use 'em for the weekend barbecue.

I'll try to update as soon as possible!

This is Kirbboy, over and out!