Double Edged Blade, by Elisavan Yaslana
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the work done by Yoshihiro Togashi, nor do I own any works completed by J. K. Rowling. The Characters own themselves and their own actions. I can only take credit for my interpretation of their personality to shape reactions to a previous reaction of the prior action. I can only take credit for the genre, I own the plot line, I have a general idea of what is going on, but I'll be honest and tell you up front, I may become unaware of what my story is doing, even as I write it down. This story is mine for those reasons, but the major building blocks do not belong to me. Expect to see a few sightings of other anime, I will disclaim them at the proper time.
Warning: Language and Questionable Themes. Not Reccomended for children under the age of 13.
Welcome to the Mind Fuck, let me Ninja your brain for a moment/eternity
Enter The Fray -
Kurama sat on his bed, surrounded by thick emerald green drapes, placed there to fight against the drafty cold of the dungeons
Kurama sat on his bed, surrounded by thick emerald green drapes, placed there to fight against the drafty cold of the dungeons. Kurama had known England could get cold, but he honestly hadn't expected to be spending the majority of his time in a drafty dungeon. His familiar jumped up onto the bed with him and made a purring growl, an interesting sound for a cat to make. This is, of course, assuming the cat to be a normal cat. But then one remembers that this is Kurama in question, and the odd sound his 'cat' makes is immediately disregarded.
"Shinku," His hand gently smoothed down the beautiful ears and fur between them, "did you come to keep me company? Or was Malfoy being his normal whiney bitch self?" Kurama thought to himself and chuckled, before Shinku had a chance to answer, he withdrew his inquiry, "Never mind, stupid question."
"There are no stupid questions, two-foot…" Shinku trailed off mid-sentence due to a purr that derailed all mental thought processes before continuing wryly, "Only inquisitive idiots."
"So, that makes me an inquisitive idiot then, I imagine?" There was a hint of threat in Kurama voice, but mostly pure teasing.
"No, though most humans have the capacity for it. I was referring to Malfoy with the second remark," Shinku's ears gave a twitch and he began to give himself a lick-bath. Well aware of the prickly mass of demonic energy wrapped in squishy human husk beneath him.
Kurama, being the 'prickly mass of demonic energy wrapped in squishy human husk' in question, snarled, "And I suppose you also weren't meaning to insinuate that I was only human?" with much greater defined ice in his voice. There were good reasons why he was put in Slytherin, reasons his human body would rather live without.
'But if one is honestly supposed to be able to live in the world, there are some traits that are… preferable to others, you know this, you've seen it,' a mind interrupted his snarl-fest.
Just because I had to live and grow up with a fully grown conscience and awareness of those traits, courtesy You, does not (by a long shot) mean that I've come to see them as inherently good qualities.
'We'd be dead without them, so they are not inherently evil, either,' Youko was adamant in his logic and opinion. He'd earned that right, as old as he is and living the way he was for so long, he'd certainly earned it. But Shuuichi is still entitled to his opinion, as biased and sheltered and utterly stupid as it may be.
Shinku interrupted the both of them, "No, because as Youko just pointed out, there's more than one piece to you, and you hardly fit together without a hitch. Take me to get food, Kurama, the elves won't give me food when I'm alone. Mostly 'cause I can't carry it." A coiled spring of feline grace landed on the cold flagstone floor before glaring up at Kurama's chuckling figure. Chuckling at Shinku's expense, courtesy the hiss of surprise to the frigid shock of the floor.
Kurama sighed and uncurled his legs, stepped into his shoes and picked Shinku up. Much to his dismay. "Unless you'd rather walk the whole way on the cold floor…" Kurama's statement was an excellent deterrent to the claws that once bit into his arms.
As they ascended into the more hospitable temperatures of the castle, Shinku decided to be an inquisitive idiot. "Are you still on task, as in, do you still remember what you came here for?"
I don't care who you are or who your daddy is. That is not a question you ask of a master professional thief, especially not a master professional demonic thief who happens to control plants and is within 20 meters. Shinku was pleasantly nestled in Kurama's arms, being carried like a small baby.
Anyone walking through the Great Hall at that moment would have cringed at the sudden drop in temperature, looked around, and wondered when the House Elves had decorated…with a small-ish feline…of unusual nature and cobalt blue fur. They would also have clung to the walls as a very irritated and not calm Slytherin Sixth year glided down the hall, through the double doors without touching them, and floated down the steps.
They would have turned back around to hear the feline wail and mewl incoherently, unable to understand what the blue furred creature was saying, "I'm guessing that means he still remembers. Damnit, I should have waited more than a month to ask that, it would figure that subject is still touchy for him. I hope he understands that he's the only one who can effectively pull it off. Though why Koenma forbade the rest of the Tantei from even visiting is irritating. Okay, I lied. I'm really pissed off. Fuck, now I'm hungry, tired, thirsty, and hanging by my tail from the rafters. I guess I deserve it, though," in vain, Shinku tried to reach out to Kurama again, only to find his mind blocked off from within. The upside down cat sighed, "This is gonna take a while."
If you haven't gotten the gist of the story so far…
Kurama has been sent to England, specifically Hogwarts, for a high profile mission. He was told to go alone, but is he really alone? What part does his blue feline familiar play in all this, and what mission is so sensitive that Kurama must avoid contact with the Tantei?
What's so special and great about this story? Even I don't know where the story is going, only the story knows. I just know the general genre, I don't even know the pairing yet. I shock myself with that realization. But can't we let Kurama choose for Kurama? I will do my best to accurately portray each character. Please let me know if you see someone shifting into OOC land, I'll redo that chapter and 'Unfuck' myself. Thank you, Sir!
