Dreamning
Kurama let the warm sun tickle at his cheeks for a moment as he woke up, the smell of fresh Autumn air and musty old blankets soothed him. He could hear the steady breathing of the warm body he had spent the night with at his back and sighed with a bit of relief and even more desire. He tuned over, barley opening his eyes as he reached out to caress the slim shoulder that was peeking out of the mound of wool.
"I thought you would have been gone by now." He whispered, more to himself then to the beautiful creature laying next to him.
He moved closer, burring his face into hair that smelt of freshly fallen leaves and the promise of snow, content to wait forever like that so they could wake together. They never stayed in bed together.
The peaceful silence, however, was cut short as something from the main room of his den clattered to the floor, the sound reverberating off the rock and jarring him awake. He bolted upright at the noise, panic making his human heart beat as if it were trying to escape.
Human heart? He thought, confusion and realization hitting him like a sack of bricks. He turned to look for his companion, to seek out that warmth and comfort he felt just seconds ago.
His heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. He was alone in his bed. He had been dreaming again.
The sounds of Yusuke and Kuwabara arguing downstairs irritated him, as if they had intruded on something he held secret. It took him a moment to remember that he had invited them hear, and there were no more secret things that he kept locked in this room. The peace of this place had died away years ago, and nothing, not even dreaming would bring it back.
He stood up reluctantly, wishing he could go back to sleep; that he could trick himself into still believing the dream had been real, but he remembered the seven hour walk back to Kurama, and then the six hour train ride back home.
He made his way back over to the table that still had the scattered pieces of the chess set strewn around it from where he and Yusuke left it last night. In a rush, he removed the remaining pieces, and with the Hunters knife as a lever, carefully preyed open the top of the board.
Inside the shallow hidden compartment sat a small scroll case. Inside that case was the one tie he had yet to cut from Demon World. He took it out and placed it in his pocket. He studied the rest of the tables contents for a moment, before taking one of the small figures and placing it with the scroll, deciding it was too much of a treasure to leave behind.
Turning to leave, he grabbed the green cloak that hung on the wall, and wrapping himself in it, made his way down the stairs to where his friends were waiting for him with the smells of breakfast.
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A/N This is almost a spoiler chapter. I've been having some difficulty in writing Yusukes half of the story, and thought that if I don't finish it by Thursday this might tide my lovely readers over 'till I have it ready. Maybe not, I don't know. I know it's short, but I think that it works well with what is to come. ;D
Speaking of the Yusuke part of the story, I can start adding it now, or wait a while and focuse on Kurama for the time beeing. Any thoughts on that? It would really help to know what my readers want. Thanks so much for reading! -L.
