"Well, I suppose it's a good thing I didn't receive the royal treatment growing up then," Trunks commented, looking down at the plant Kurama had just pointed out. "So, I'm supposing," the lilac haired boy said, lifting his gaze back to the emerald one of his guide. "That if those were demons and this world is a realm of demons, then you are one as well."

It was not quite a question, but Kurama offered an answer anyway as he ducked into the cave. "I suppose." He smiled, emerald eyes twinkling. "Since most humans would not have lasted long in this world."

It sounded like half a challenge, one Trunks was willing to take up. After all, he was only half human himself. "But I'm guessing you weren't quite lying when you said some would call you human. I think I would have sensed it," Trunks said, following the boy into his cave. The walls opened up and there seemed to be endless labyrinths of tiny caverns and tunnels in the dark beyond the living space. Simply put, it was rather deep, but tidy, just like the boy who resided there.

"Quite possibly," Kurama stated. "With how sensitive you are to energy signatures."

Trunks could not help but be amused. This was exactly how he had been with Goku not even a day before now. He had been determined to not let any unnecessary and possibly vital piece of information slip out. "I'll take that as a yes, then." Still, Trunks was far more persistent in getting information than Goku. "So, I'm guessing that this is your human form and that what I sensed earlier today was your demon form, correct?"

Kurama nodded, taking two earthenware bowls from the ground and bringing them to the center fire, sitting next to it himself. "That is correct."

Despite himself, Trunks was intrigued, perhaps it was the Saiyan nature coming out. He sat down next to the red haired boy and asked, "So, do I get to see this demon form, then?"

Kurama gave Trunks a piercing sideways look, his emerald eyes looking like shards of green glass from the way the light caught them. "Not yet," he answered. "There will be time for that later."

Trunks smiled and laughed. "I thought not." For some reason it amused him to have predicted the answer and reaction of his new friend. Then thinking about the ape-like creature Saiyans used to transform into, he decided to inquire, "Is it even something you can control?"

Kurama's exasperation turned into a smile. Stirring the pot over the open fire, he added some leaves, a cleansing aroma filling the cave immediately from his actions. Divulging a smirk, Kurama said, "Yes. I'm quite good at it."

"Awesome," Trunks smiled back, still amazed at his new friend's mastery of Herbology. "We'll have to fight some day, since it appears to be in both of our natures. I would show you my stronger form, but from what I can tell, we'd be swimming in demons if I let off that much Ki."

The demon smiled, straining the leaves out of the largest pot. "Something to look forward to, then."

Trunks could tell his peer was more excited by the prospect than he would show, but decided to let it drop. Taking out his time machine's capsule, he gestured at the fire. "So, is that tea or soup?"

"Tea," the herbologist responded. Trunks didn't much like the thought of trying something in a demon world even from someone he half way trusted. Kurama added, "To further mask your natural human aromas."

"I see." Trunks turned the tiny capsule over in his hand, myriads of questions flying through his mind. The smell of the tea was a good one, the only scents he could recognize seemed to be some form of Ginger. The same tea his mother liked the best on long days in the lab… "Is there any way to get back to Earth from here?" Trunks finally asked.

Kurama took his time, measuring out the tea into the two bowls and adding powder of some sort to both. A smell similar to mint nearly masked the previous odors. Setting both bowls down to cool, Kurama fixed his cold emerald gaze on Trunks and said firmly, "Yes. But it will not be the Earth you know."

"I am aware of that." Trunk broke the gaze in favor of looking that the neutral toned cave floor. "It just seems like the logical first step," He tossed the time machine's capsule into the air and caught it again. "If I can at least get to the right place, perhaps I can figure out how to reach the right time."

Kurama nodded and gestured to the bowls. "Preference?"

Trunks shook his head and said, "Nope. Server drinks first, though."

Kurama smirked, appreciating the lavender haired boy's caution. Yusuke could use some lessons in that area. He thought to himself. Then again, Yusuke could use a lot of lessons in a lot of areas. Many far more important and easier to get through his thick skull than prudence.

"Well then, let's see if I can't persuade Koenma to let us through the barrier," Kurama said and sipped his bowl of tea.

Trunks nodded and still lost in thought, shared a few quiet moments with his demon companion. Both sipping tea and listening to the sounds of the unnamed activities of the plant life in Makai.