Chapter 18: Chapter 18

More gym-work, more gun-work, more school-work made up the weeks, and Kiko was glad that she was losing her grasp on individual days. It meant that nothing bad was happening to stick out in her mind. Blood made her riled and energetic, but not to a maddening, psychotic degree. Of course, she was still fucked in the head and needed to go talk to Asha ever three days. Most of the time was just a touch of lying because she didn’t really feel like telling her how she felt about Queenie, about physical contact and about the fact that she was nervous sharing a bed with someone, especially someone as aggressively potent as Queenie. Even if she wasn’t apprehensive around people, she’d still be apprehensive around being in a bed with her.

 

But, the Kitsune mind-set was strong and all pervasive, if a bit delayed with things of immense trauma. So the torture she had undergone slowly slipped away from her mind like water melting off an ice-cube. It became a memory, something that had happened rather than anything else. Bloody handy thing as well, she couldn’t imagine what would happen were she to have to deal with everything she had gone through without the mind-set. But it didn’t help with her dealing with the stress of Queenie and Bruyn clashing egos over her. Which was even harder to deal with because she wanted to be good with her shooting, and would never have had to bleed all over Remokr if she had been better. Remokr was another worry, since she was not getting up, staying in a coma as she had damaged herself more than most had thought. 

 

One day, a month or so into this whole training thing, Kiko collapsed on the bed and groaned deeply.

“And here I thought I was the only one who was able to make you sound like that” Queenie commented, giggling to herself.

“I can’t remember the last time you made me sound like anything that wasn’t on the track” Kiko replied, muffled by the quilt. Possibly the wrong thing to say, as Queenie slid up and stroked her back most sensually.

“Mmm, I can always fix that for you” Queenie whispered, getting close to nibble her ear, and hearing Kiko snoring. She snored soft and cutely, which as always funny. “Maybe next time” Queenie commented, getting Kiko sorted for bed and tucking her in, before going out into the building proper. And then, feeling a familiar presence outside, Queenie exited the building and looked at the woman in the Maiden uniform.

“Yeni” Queenie said, a formal, neutral tone.

“Tai’Zian” the replied mirrored her tone. Clearly, whatever the former relationship, they were not longer friends.

“It is custom to inform the parent of your romantic intentions” Yeni replied, her icy formal tone chilling the air.

“Well, for one, fuck your customs, they got you in this position in the first place. And two, you are hardly a parent in the first place, so you don’t deserve it” Tai’Zain’s tone was hot fire, and heated the air with its vehemence.

“Watch your tongue. Your Throne will not save you from me, Tai’Zian” the threat was obvious, and backed with six tails blossoming from her back, each one looming menacingly. In response, came Tai’Zain’s demonic visage, horns grew and feet rose into hooves, the two staring each other down and a half-step from making a move. And then Yeni sighed and retracted her tails, turning from her. “I told you all I need to say. Now I am going, before either of us start something that is most regretful” The Kitsune Maiden stared for a few more moments and then turned and headed off, leaving Tai’Zian to exhale a sigh and suppress her demonic stature.

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Whatever was the appeal with Kitsunes? They were a stubborn, obnoxious, culturally stupid race who really just existed to piss everyone else off.

“Queenie! I…I got three!” came the startled cry of the only reason Queenie ever tolerated the Kitsunes. Well, descendant of, but still quickly becoming the main reasoning.

“And instead of going to Asha, you came to me?” Queenie asked with an amused voice.

“I…ehh, she wasn’t in her office” Kiko lied, scratching her head softly. Queenie giggled, it was nice to have light after the meeting with Yeni had turned so dark.

“Well, having three is better than having two, hmm? It is rare for a Kitsune to have even two tails before completing training. Due to the fact that they are spawned from age or great situations. What ‘great situations’ means was never really explained, but you and y…our father both came out of the blue wielding more tails than they had the day before, so it has to be something” Queenie explained, stuttering a bit on telling her Yeni had just been here. Wasn’t the time to tell her that her mother was alive and around.

 

Kiko, for her part, was far too tired to call her out on the suspicious, and just nodded.

“I got up for a moment and there were three of them hovering about. Sort of…tingling. Pointing to the entrance. So I came out here to see what they were pointing at and found you” Kiko shrugged, and yawned deeply, before gesturing generally. “Gonna sleep” and with that she left again to, go sleep. Queenie, however, stood out and stared at the retreating Kitsune, before letting out a sigh. Her tails sensed the appearance of her mother, and it seemed deep in her heart, Kiko was still looking for her family…Keeping her from it any longer would a grand mess. But for now, all she could do was wait and let the woman get some rest. She had enough right now with all the training and didn’t need Queenie adding on any.

“We’ll let it lie for now, little one, but soon we are going to have to acknowledge all the things that you are destined for. And that’s going to be painful” she muttered, shaking her head before entering back in, and getting off to sleep herself. There was nothing that could be done now, so all she could do was support Kiko in what was to come.

 

Kiko, for her part, was off in the land of dreams. Or memories. She was unsure which one was which these days. All she knew was that she stood at the head of a line of men and women, different races all, and Quasi-Humans abound. In her hand, was her sword, the thing she instinctively knew to be the Crystal Talon. The men and women were wary and weary, but passionate all the same.

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