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Karasu smiled in spite of himself .he sat in a branch out side the window of his kitsune listening to him sing with his radio . he was too tired to get him now no he would wait the little deamon had no idea he
Was there [so tender]he thought his lips longed for the body of the young kit. the poor little kit,the boy that rightfully was his[.noone touches my beautiful kitsune that's why im here cause of that little bitch I hate him ] he leaned closer to the window slowly slipping into unconsiousness because of kuramas voice