So the beast liked to stare, did he? It had been quite a suprise to wake up to the feeling of eyes on him. Usually he was so vigilant, so careful, that no one ever got the slip on him. No matter. If anything, this just proved that Kurama was a worthy partner, that this mission could very well get accomplished.
He stood up, stretching his back out, and frowned at the kimono still covering him. He really did need new clothes, and if Kurama was so worried about his scent, then perhaps some kind of masking cologne could be bought.
"Ne, Kura-chan. I can't wear this ridiculous costume all day. Buy me new clothes." That got the fox's attention.
"What?" Yaboku could feel the burning scarlet gaze. Oh this was just too much fun.
"Yeah. New clothes? And cologne. Buy it for me."
"Why me?" the fox barked. "Buy it yourself."
"But Kura-chan, you were the one to throw my clothes out. Shouldn't you make amends by buying it for me?" the dark-haired man laughed silently, knowing that the blonde was having none of this.
A sigh. Could it be? "Alright, flea. I'll get you some new clothes."
He started to smile,- "But on one condition. No complaining."
Well. This suddenly got a lot less interesting.