Chapter 4 – Feelings
"No, I didn't, you fool, I just didn't want him to be stinking up my room!" she snapped, still smiling. She offered him her hand, which really took him by surprise, and he took it, letting her pull him up. She began to look at the wound on his neck that was trickling blood. "Of course I did!" She gently placed her hand on his neck, and whispered a word he didn't know. Her hand glowed bright silver, and then quickly disappeared. The wound on his neck was gone. "I may be hard-headed, but, I still have a soft side."
"Thanks," he whispered. Her smile disappeared.
"Don't get used to it, fox-boy!" she snapped, with no trace of sarcasm in her voice. "Like I said earlier, I am only here because Koenma said, and I am apparently here to protect you as well."
"He got me by surprise."
"Oh?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "If Koenma thought you could protect me, when you can't even escape something like a pig, than he has got another thing coming, Kurama."
Kurama sighed, stood up, and walked out of the room. On his way out, he heard her sigh, and sat down on bed. Kurama shut the door behind him, and leaned against the wall. Why do I feel something for her? He asked himself. I feel warm when I am around her.
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Why did I help him? Kiyoko asked herself. I-it felt as if I couldn't control the anger and rage inside me, because of the stupid pig had him. Kiyoko looked outside, wondering, pondering over her feelings. I don't understand it.
She sat on her bed, and began to look at the design on the bed. Her bed. The pillows had the same design. It was warm, and welcoming, even with the cold colored moon in the center of the bed-sheet. He was nice enough to take her in when Koenma asked, even knowing of her attitude and passion of fighting. Why did he take me in?
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Kurama called Kiyoko down for dinner, which was luckily not bacon, or anywhere along those lines. When she came down, she was completely changed. Her hair was now brown, her eyes blue, and she looked like a caring and gentle human. She wore brown long sleeved top and brown jeans. On her head was a white headband. She looked beautiful.
"Going out?" he asked in a soft voice, trying not to offend her. She shrugged.
"I would like to go out for a walk later on, if you don't mind," she said. She looked like she thought for a moment, "May I?" Kurama was blown backwards. She asked to go out on a walk. "And you should come with me, just in case if another pig wants you eat you, fox-boy." She laughed slightly, meeting his gaze.
"Why don't we eat first, and then we can go. I know a place where we'll be alone, and we can talk about this agreement I have with Koenma," he offered. She smiled, something Kurama had not seen her do before, because it was a true smile, filled with happiness, and she sat down across from him, and began to eat the steak. "So, I am curious, how did your training go?"
"Pardon?" she asked, looking up at him with a shocked look.
"I was wondering how your training went."
"As in…" she trailed off, earning herself more information. "What? Like how I did it or, what it was like?"
"Both, actually," She looked at him, and gently placed her hands in her lap. She looked so graceful when she did that. Like a queen in front of her people, or a princess in training.
"Well, mainly, what I did was just rough combat training. Nothing much, just fighting prisoners of Spirit World, Cameras-."
"What's a Camera?" Kurama broke in.
"What do you mean? You don't know what a Camera is?" she asked. Kurama shook his head. Surprisingly, she laughed then whistled. A small cat with two tails came bounding down the stairs from the direction of Kiyoko's room. Its fur was completely black, except around its paws and the tip of each tail, where it was silver. Its eyes were purple. "Kurama, this is a Camera. It is a combination of animals, and it is a cruel act. The ones that have been too lost to go on in Demon World are placed in the training ring, for real combat, and, well, we never kill them. After the battle, where they are tired out, we bring them to a small room, and humanly put them down, like you would with a vet out here in Living World.
"Aro was a breed who was lost beyond hope, but, when I faced him in the ring, I was able to speak with him in my mind, and he was able to speak with me, even though he is a mixture of cat, wolf, and lion." Kurama could now see the differences in Aro. His two tails were that of a cat, his ears were silver tipped, and they were like a wolf. The scruff around his neck was fluffed up, like a male lion's mane. "I managed to pull him back to the light, and Koenma let me keep him. He is great when it comes to battle. He has two forms: this one, and a fighting form, which is when he is much larger, and he can fly in the air. It is what makes him unique to other Cameras." The Camera mewed, which sounded like a mix between a bark of a wolf, a roar of a lion, and a soft mew that of a cat. He then bounded back up the stairs into Kiyoko's room.
"He's cute," Kurama managed to say. Kiyoko smiled and finished her steak. After they both finished, they sat there in silence for a while, looking at each other, watching each other, pondering, thinking. "Well, shall be get going?" he asked. Kiyoko nodded, and let Kurama's dishes levitate to her. "How did you-."
"Air powers," she said, smiling. She walked into the kitchen with grace and placed the dishes in the sink. "You go get ready, I'll finish this up."
Kurama walked up into his room and grabbed his jacket and his shoes. When he was back downstairs, he saw her at the door, fingering the necklace around her neck. He had not seen that before.
"Ready?" she asked, without looking up.
"Sure," he said. They both walked out of the house, and Kurama locked the door behind them.