Chapter Two:
Unwanted Memories
Within a few hours, we were done for the night. It had been kind of hard, but we had chosen the white snow fox. Now, Shuichi was getting ready to leave. He was standing in the open doorway and the night sky was beginning to gleam through the blue curtains.
I was standing in the front of the hallway; the moon could be seen though the door and a cold wind was breezing from outside. I didn't know what to say to him, for a human that was particularly strange, he was…tolerable. "Well… we got a lot done," I had to break the silence, it was killing me.
He looked at, me with a stunning smile that made my voice get stuck in my throat and my heart flutter in my chest. "Yes we did…" he stopped for a moment, probably also feeling the awkwardness. He was very intelligent for a human, kind of reminded me of… no, it's best not to think about that. He looked to the side and then shifted his weight "Hey Karon, my mother is having a small party tomorrow. You wouldn't be interested in coming would you?" he said lightly blushing. I looked at him with wide eyes, ultimately shocked.
I guess I was pretty surprised for two reasons. One, most humans, could feel my demonic aura, not enough for them to know I'm a demon, but enough for them to know to stay away from me. Which was fine, but it left me unprepared for his invitation. Two, although I had blond hair and blue eyes in my human form, which defines beauty, I was not that pretty. I had scarring on my face from what were supposedly skin problems. My hair was made to look like it was dyed, and had black roots if you looked closely. "Shuichi… are you saying to me that you don't think I'm weird?"
Looking down at the tiled floor, I found myself remembering something from the past…. But this was no time to go down memory lane. Shuichi blinked and then slowly put a hand on my shoulder.
"What's that mean?" I sighed, my body was tired and I had never talked so much in my whole life. I didn't understand the look on his face… almost sad in a way. Biting my lip, I shifted my feet and started explaining.
"Well most people don't like being around me they think I'm… odd," It was true, I had read their thoughts out of curiosity one time.
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Instead of doing what most people would do, he only smiled, making me wonder why, "So you're different. I kind of like that, I hope you will come, it starts at five in the afternoon," He lifted his hand from my shoulder and his fingers slowly ran down my arm ,which sent chills down my spine, before he turned around. For a second he stood there unmoving and then walked down the steps and started down the street.
I stood in the hall for a while, simply gawking at what he had just done. It made me lapse into a memory that I had hoped not to see…. It was right after I had joined Yoko Kurama's band of thieves.
Shiona and I walked down the long stone hallway of the castle. Yoko, Kuronue, Yomi and both of us had just gotten back from a heist, it had been my first and I had a bandage on my arm now. Most of the thieves were gone, out celebrating a job well done, Yoko was here somewhere I believe and so was Kuronue.
The wrap was tight on my arm, preventing it from bleeding any more; I had made a careless mistake. For that reason Shiona, the only doctor in the whole guild, had to patch me up. I looked down, scolding myself for it, I felt so stupid! I mean, how could I have not seen that trap? "Don't be so hard on yourself Persian," I looked up at Shiona who was looking forward but was smiling. "It was your first time and it was unframed work after all," she continued.
I sighed and looked up for a moment, she was only three years older than me, and yet she was very wise. I nodded after a bit as we walked into the main hall that could have been a family room for a house but much bigger. There were tapestries hung everywhere on the walls and furniture in places.
I rolled my eyes seeing the sight I had seen almost every day since I came here. Yoko Kurama was sitting on a couch kissing his mate. Though he had told me that it was arranged by his parents and that he could care less for Yuki, looking at them cuddle and make out made me wonder if he was really telling the truth.
Yuki was a beautiful fox demon, with red hair and golden fox ears and a tail. She was simply drop dead gorgeous. But she was stuck up, stubborn, and down right made me want to punch her. But what was I to do?Oh well… We both walked over to their area and Yoko stopped making out when he saw me.
Yuki on the other hand looked at me in a disgusted way ever since I got here. She glared at me like I had done something to anger her, when I was pretty sure I hadn't.. "Why isn't it Miss Mute," she snapped. Back then, I was still trying to get over the shock of what happened so I didn't speak very much. Only Yoko, Kuronue and Shiona got me to talk. I simply looked away and rubbed my arm.
Yoko got up and walked over to me "Are you okay, was that wound deep?" he murmured and looked at my arm. Somehow, he felt responsible for my wound, which was the blackest of blasphemy. I nodded, looking at Yuki who was fuming like no tomorrow. A smile went on my lips for a few moments as I watched the poor vixen.
Yoko didn't seem convinced but walked away. Yuki hopped off the couch and walked past me. She stopped in front of me and glared, "Stay away from Yoko, you bitch." she hissed. I blinked and rolled my eyes in a way of 'I don't care about him' look. I didn't care about Kurama as any more than a friend and a partner.
Shiona stepped in front of her "Yuki, leave her alone and go fuck yourself." She growled. She was a good friend, stood up for everyone. Yuki glared and walked away, stomping off in the direction Yoko had walked. I smirked at her and then sat down on the couch. "That girl pisses me off," she grunted and sat down next to me.
The sound of my communicator going off made me groan as I was forced out of my daydreaming. Letting out an irritated growl, I walked to the kitchen counter and sitting there, ringing with the blue light blinking, was a pink compact that was my communicator. I stared at it for a moment, contemplating if I wanted to pick it up or not.
Gritting my teeth, I picked it up and flipped it open. The scream went green for a moment before the picture of the blue haired grim reaper appeared. Her pink eyes jumping with happiness, a smile planted on her face… I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Botan," I mumbled, annoyed as usual.
She smiled wider, "Persian! I have a mission for you!" God, she was perky, it drove me insane! I sat down and nodded waiting for the details, Shiori walked out in her normal larger form. "Ok, there are two demons that are planning to cross over. I need you to go stop them." I made a face, 'Great, work.' I thought sarcastically.
I stood up and stretched, "Fine... I'll get right on it…. on one condition." A smirk came to my face. She seemed startled as I walked towards the backyard. "I want tomorrow off." I bluntly stated. She quirked a turquoise eyebrow.
"Why?" I didn't answer and just glared at her. She shook her head "Never mind, if you do this job… then yes I'll let you have it off. Now g-" I closed the communicator, having heard enough. I moaned and put it in my pocket.
I looked over to Shiori and she looked as irritated as I did, "Time to go to work partner." I closed my eyes and felt my demonic aura swirl around me. A slight pain on the top on my head and on my tailbone hit me but was gone in moments. I watched from the corner of my eyes to see the roots of my hair climb down my hair turning it pitch black. My pupils dilated and my nails became sharp and silver.
I looked in the mirror, black cat ears on my head and a puffy tail out as well. Slit cat eyes looked back at me. My clothes now were some tight shorts with a gold belt and a turtleneck tank top that stopped at my ribs. Both black to match my boots. Two tattoos showed now, my bandit mark and a black design that covered most of my left arm.
I looked to see Shiori ready to go, in her demon form as she waited patiently for me. I nodded to her and opened a closet, reaching inside and making contact with my two swords. I took them in hand and stared at them for a moment. They had been my father's… and it was hard to look at them sometimes. I inhaled slowly before walking to the backyard with Shiori right behind me.
The night air was crisp and cool as she looked up; the sky was dark, the stars appearing one by one. Shiori walked beside me and stopped at my side. "Persian, are you ok?" she asked telepathically. I looked at her, before looking at the space in front of her, avoiding her eyes.
I sighed and rubbed my arms before silently putting my swords in their place on my belt. "I'll be fine Shiori; let's go okay?" I mumbled, she looked at me for a moment before sighing and nodding her large head. I smiled before jumping on her back, petting her soft fur. "Let's go get us some demons, huh?" I asked. She roared and we ran through the portal.
