"That must've hurt." A blonde female said hidden behind some bushes in a bamboo forest, "I wonder what he did to get that attack as a reward..."
The demon whispered to herself while moving behind another small tree where she thought was safer. She couldn't allow to be seen just yet.
"No!," She heard someone yell while running. "Why the hell did I have to run!?" She fast-walked towards the screams. The demon who was screaming came to a stop and kneeled in front of a tall tree in the way of the path he was following. Hardly breathing he kept asking "why".
The demon tried to get a closer view of the other demon, but when he heard her footsteps, he ran, leaving only a glimpse of silver to be remembered for.
Confused, the dark-haired demon wondered what might have happened to see a demon in such a bad emotional state.
Still a little bit startled, the copper-skinned demon walked down the forest in the opposite direction where the silver demon had run to. With slow steps, she reached a clearing in the middle of a bamboo forest where she saw something dark far away. Although hearing strange noises behind the bushes she was surrounded by, she walked faster towards the thing she saw.
"What..." Her voice was shaking a little, "...happened here?"
Right in front of her, she had a bat demon, drowning in his own blood, thick bamboo spears breaking his bones, and razor leaves tearing apart his flesh from his body. "What a massacre..." The demon whispered, "Is he still alive?"
'No matter how low you whisper I can still hear you...good question, now find me as good an answer...' A thought passed unheard among the trees.
Carefully shaking at the sight of blood, the demon took out the biggest spears out of the demon's body. "I think he's dead..." She said when the demon weakly moaned, "Ku...ra...ma..."
'He's alive!'
"At least it doesn't hurt as much now..." The demon lying on the grass said in a almost dead tone while finally opening his eyes.
'Damn'
"Do you think you still have more life than blood inside you?" She gazed into the indigo eyes of the fallen demon, 'They're gorgeous…'
"No...I know I don't...I feel-" He was stopped by her words, "Then lie down and rest while you can."
"I know I can't...so tell me..."
"Yes?"
"Tell me...tell me your name."
"Vivian..."
"Kuro...-"
The demon closed his eyes and stopped breathing. He had stopped living.
'Kuro…'
Vivian stood up and offered a silent prayer for the demon who went by the name of Kuro. No demon who bothered to have a nice chat before passing away deserved to suffer after death, especially after dying in such a painful way.
The curly-haired demon called Vivian walked away with only the sight of a pair of brown eyes following her until she could no longer be spotted.
'At last…'
"Is something wrong? ... Wait...you're that demon!" Vivian concluded as she neared the silver fox demon she had encountered some hours ago far from that place, "What's wrong?"
The kitsune, who was thrown into the grass, looked up; his gold eyes were full of hatred and pain, but no tear came out; no tear dared to walk down his face. "What it is to you?" He said coldly; he then lowered his face.
Vivian thought for a second, 'What is it to me?' then she said, "Sorry for bothering you...just remember…not everyday you're as lucky as to find a demon who would like to give you a hand..." She turned her back to him and started walking away from the kitsune as slow as possible, thinking why she had to worry for problems other than her own.
"Wait...!" The demon dressed in white, with blood marks on his clothes from his own wounds, said, awaiting Vivian's response.
"Yes?" She stopped walking but didn't look back.
"Maybe…maybe I would like some company after all..."
The thunder demon smiled and turned back once more, this time kneeling in front of the white-haired kitsune.
"So, tell me, what happened?"
"Well, it's kind of a long story...it all began when my partner and I-" He was interrupted by Vivian's sudden question: "Partner?"
"Yes, my partner in thievery and best friend, Kuronue."
'Kuronue? … Kuro? … It sounded as if he didn't finish his last word…Could they be the same?'
"You look confused...what's wrong?" The fox asked.
"Did your..." She hesitated for a second, "did your partner just died?"
"Yes...why?"
"Kurama...Was he a bat demon, black clothes, pointy ears, a hat, and black hair, blue eyes and black ribbons tied up all around both his arms?"
"How do you know all this? How do you know my name?" The demon, startled, was impatient for an answer.
"His last word was your name...Kurama."
Vivian suddenly came to a stop after realizing - 'Kurama…Youko Kurama! and Kuronue, The Legendary Thieves…!'
"Were you there?" Youko asked, hoping to hear more about the fate of his friend.
"I was." Vivian assured him, "I was walking when I spotted something far, I went there and found a bat demon lying on the grass, literally drowning in his own blood. His body was torn apart, and it hurt just to think of all the pain he went through."
Youko was speechless.
Disclaimers: I own nothing but myself (Vivian), and my ideas. Nothing else. Not even Lina. She belongs to herself . (Though she's not here yet)