With Your Half-Wired Broken Jaw
Chapter 11
AuthorNotes: sorry for the wait and inconvience. Hope you all are still reading that started, lol. I know I'm lagging in updates and should well farther than chapter eleven but I'm lazy nowadays. I lost my job and in the midst of getting another (I start a week after monday! oh yeah) and lost my ability to get up early and do stuff. That should change this week since I have to get into the groove of getting up and going again. I can manage, yeah? Anywho, please do enjoy this one. It has a much needed romantic part in it so you Kurama fanatics should enjoy it ;). Please message. And enjoy! :D
The next couple of days were completely boring. My dad kept me on house arrest the whole rest of the spring break, afraid that the banshee would attack me again. He's real annoying in that sense. I'd have to go to school and I don't think being around humans would stop the banshee from getting to me. He couldn't home school me. My dad was too busy to sit down and interview home schooling professors.
But when Saturday came around and I was sitting in my bedroom, doodling, my dad had came into my room to say he had to run into town to look at a possible house. It was getting expensive staying in the hotel for this long, even if it was only a week so far. My dad couldn't afford to fork out money everyday to stay at a place. I nodded my head at him as I kept doodling; I noticed he was still standing there but I kept my head down, not once breaking my trance in my doodling. I had nothing to say to him; I was sick of being cooped up in this damn hotel room. I felt like I was being held hostage.
"I'll be back in a couple hours," he mumbled and walked away. I finally looked up at the door and frowned, sighing a bit as I slouched a bit. I glanced over at my window and set my drawing pad aside as I slid to the edge of my bed and pushed up from my bed and walked to the window. I opened it up and crawled out onto the small porch. The real door was through the living room but it went well past my window. I leaned against the railing and stared out at Tokyo. I believed this was the most beautiful city I've ever seen, first hand.
It was crowded, I have to say, but at least it wasn't as dirty as a normal city. It had its spots of nasty places but every city did but the main street of Tokyo was probably the cleanest city street in the entire world. I sighed and stared down at the street. I don't know if he's stalking me or it was a coincidence but I saw Shuichi's red hair down at the street, walking with a group. I figured it was Yusuke, Kuwabara, and maybe that Hiei fellow. I watched them for a while as I frowned; it would've been nice to get to know Shuichi a bit more, to the point where I learned of his mysterious nickname. I couldn't picture him as a Kurama. I guess that didn't mean much since I've only known him as a Shuichi.
The one lingering in the back stopped and his head turned upwards; I blushed. I knew that was that Hiei guy. He had a weird piercing gaze. It almost made me blush, thinking about it and witnessing it. It was real weird. It was probably those mysterious molten eyes of his. I had a strange attraction to him that made me want to leap off the porch and discover more about him; I know that sounds stalker like but don't get me wrong. He's a very mysteriously attractive man but that's all I saw him as.
Eventually, the others noticed he hadn't moved and looked up as well, causing me to blush even more. I had been caught staring. I saw Shuichi's head lower before he turned his head to my left (his right) and began heading toward the hotel. I bit my lower lip as I kept staring out, down at the guys. Two of them started waving and I gladly waved back. Yusuke and Kuwabara were such sweet guys; I would've enjoyed learning more about them as well. I went to look back where that Hiei guy was but I didn't see him so I backed away from the railing and headed back into my hotel room. I shut my window and headed into the living room, staring at the door. I knew Shuichi was going to come up. I was hoping he would, but maybe he changed his mind…
I walked to the balcony again, but this time through the living room entrance, and stared out to see Yusuke and Kuwabara had taken a seat at the nearby café. It was only across the street; Shuichi wasn't with them. I walked back into the living room and stared at the entrance door, getting myself prepared. Would I act cold? Would I act distant? Do I have a right to act cold hearted?
The fox likes you, onna… He can't tell you about the real him.
I looked around, panicking slightly. That didn't sound like my voice. And it surely didn't sound like my conscience. It would have the same voice as me, and would sound familiar. I clutched my chest and frowned, thinking about that voice now. It sounded bizarrely unfamiliar. I could usually find some familiarity in voices but that one sent chills down my spine.
Knock. Knock.
I almost jumped out of my skin. I looked over at the door and gulped, heading toward it and grasping the door knob. If this was Shuichi, I better figure out how to act around him. I was still kind of irritated that he didn't tell me where I was off the get go. It isn't hard to talk to me; I can't yell, lash out, or scream. All I could do is look hurt or angered. I couldn't attack Shuichi because he had one of those faces that if you hurt, it made you hurt instead. His face was way too kind sometimes. I could always accept he had secrets, like I did, and those secrets weren't ones he could willingly say all of a sudden. Maybe they were secrets that I had to learn for myself, like Bella to Edward and Jacob in that Twilight movie. Maybe Shuichi was my…Jacob. I hated Edward so I couldn't say him. And I don't think Shuichi would leave to protect me; he'd rather protect me himself, I think. If I was right on my character analysis, he'd rather protect me himself. He seemed more like a gentleman.
I took a deep breath and opened the door but all I faced was a white wall. I jumped out into the hall and saw Shuichi standing by the elevator, waiting. I think he saw me in his peripheral because he looked over and he looked shocked that I was standing there. The elevator doors opened and he glanced over at it and then over at me as I stood there, staring at him with a very indifferent expression. I could feel the muscles in my face changing as my emotions coursed. I've never been so conflicted. Is this what Juliet felt like when she saw Romeo?
'Wow that was corny…' I thought.
Shuichi turned and began walking toward me, which caused my heart to literally jump into my throat as I waited and when he was close enough, I walked into my hotel room and waited for him to come in. He stood at the door as he shut it; I could feel those beautiful eyes staring at me. I couldn't mistake those eyes for anyone else's. They were so penetrating, and intense.
I turned around and gulped as I connected our eyes. His emerald eyes were so captivating. I knew they weren't human colored eyes. No human's eyes could be that mystifyingly beautiful. It might've even just been me since I was so drawn to him.
I pursed my lips and sighed, heavily as Shuichi watched me, intently. "You drive me crazy, Shuichi," I motioned in sign language. He smiled as he stepped forward once and stopped once more. I sucked in my lips and began talking, in my own way. "You have two names and yet when I ask of them, I receive no answers. Your secret feels as if its like Atlas holding the world. You have green eyes that I've never seen a normal person have before and they're so…" I stopped moving my hands and moved my arms to my sides as I bit my lower lip.
"Ardelia," Shuichi stated. "I have not told you my secret for one reason. The less you know about me, the safer you are. I can't risk someone so I can benefit from it." I looked up at him and furrowed my eyebrows. Shuichi sighed. "Maybe one day I'll tell you but for now, I can't. I'm in a dangerous situation that if someone I cared for knew a lot about me, they'd more than likely be put at risk." I frowned and he stepped forward until our bodies were almost touching. I could feel his body heat radiating toward me. It was very sensational feeling.
He reached up and his hand cupped the side of my face, in which my head just pushed more into without my command. I reached up and grasped his forearm softly, breathing in his soft scent; it smelled like a freshly mowed lawn or a large garden of some sort. His hand slid down to my shoulder, which made me look up at him. His face was so stoic as he stared at me. I slipped my hand around his wrist as my other arm reached up to push firmly against his chest, where I felt his heart beating rhythmically.
I moved forward and moved my arms around his waist, pushing my face against his chest. His arms circled my head, practically, and I took a deep breath in. It felt nice to hug him. I don't know but I just needed it. I needed a hug from Shuichi. And as his God sent scent migrated into my nostrils, I had almost starting dozing off. Shuichi pulled away after that and I looked up at him as he sighed. "I should be getting back to the others. I probably put us back a couple hours," Shuichi stated, staring over at the balcony entrance. I glanced over at it and sighed, nodding. I walked with him to the door and he turned towards me, catching my gaze again. "I'll be back later in the week, ok? I have to go deal with this mission for once and for all." I nodded and he leaned down, pressing his lips swiftly against mine. I didn't even have a chance to kiss him back when he was moving down the hallway and toward the entrance to the stairs.
Heat soared up to my face as I reached up, pressing my fingers against my lips. They were tingling for some strange reason and butterflies were raging in my stomach. I bit my lower lip as I shut the door and turned around before my entire body shook as a grin broke over my face. That mysterious voice had been right, whoever it was. I had a good little conscience. Most were wrong or stupid but if that was mine, I had a very intuitive conscience. I tried thinking things that would get it to speak up again but nothing worked so I stopped making myself feel like a fool and sit down on the couch to watch some television since there was nothing better to do.
I had just received my first kiss ever by a very worthy gentleman. How did I get so lucky?
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"You kissed her, huh?" Kuwabara teased when Kurama headed back toward the group. Kuwabara had a large goofy grin on his face while Yusuke looked deviously over at Kurama, who blushed faintly.
"My infidelities are none of your business, Kuwabara," Kurama stated, calmly before glancing up at Ardelia's hotel room window. It had been a compulsion he couldn't stop. It felt right after saying something like that and she had taken the whole secret thing very well for someone who didn't understand it just the other day. For some reason, he had a hard time understanding her completely. It was like she was bipolar and she had this magnet pull over him. He couldn't help but wonder if she was ok or if she needed help with something.
"Mind your own business, Kuwabara. You're just jealous because you can't find a woman that's not packing a third leg to kiss you," Yusuke teased, getting the conversation, and Kuwabara's creepy grin, away from Kurama. Kuwabara glared over at Yusuke.
"That's not true, Urameshi! Take it back!" Kuwabara yelled, raising one of his fists toward Yusuke who laughed and smacked his palm against Kuwabara's cheek and rushing off with an insane sounding laughter. Kuwabara recovered and started yelling a string of insults that was real hard to understand all in one. Kurama heard only one before Kuwabara skipped onto another one and it was something about shoving Yusuke's eyes down his throat, or something around that.
Kurama chuckled as the two continued to run off; at least it was in the direction they needed to go. Kurama pocketed his hands and kept to himself as he walked. A figure appeared beside him and Kurama glanced only briefly before smiling. "Hello, Hiei," Kurama greeted.
"Hn. Your onna is delusional, fox," Hiei spoke with his usual blank expression. Kurama glanced down at him, amused.
"What makes you say that?"
"You may not approve but I read her mind every once in a while because there's something off about her story about not having a voice," Hiei stated. "So far, I've found nothing of concern. She thinks I'm her conscience, however and that makes her delusional." Kurama chuckled.
"She doesn't know you that well, Hiei. You're a mysterious voice in her head. What else would someone think?" Kurama stated. Hiei rolled his eyes while crossing his arms. "Did you find anything about her mother at all?" Kurama asked. Koenma had given him and Hiei a secret mission to find out more about Ardelia's past and her mother since her father didn't say anything and Ardelia says she doesn't know anything; whether that's true or not, Kurama hasn't found out yet.
"Every time I go toward a past memory of her childhood, this strange wall blocks me," Hiei answered, narrowing his eyes. "Either someone doesn't want her memories shared, or Ardelia knows more about me than you think, Kurama." Kurama frowned as Hiei took off, once more. That left a heavy note on Kurama's mind; he didn't know Ardelia well enough to vouch for her. He knew her intentions were nothing above curious or innocent but what it all was an act? What if she knew about the spirit detectives and only wanted to get close to something…? Kurama closed his eyes, pausing, and tried to think of any hints she might've given away. Her friends were sure shady. He felt strange vibes from the Ritsuko girl and Kurama knew Natsumi's intentions; they had spoken once in private and her intentions were nothing above reproach, and expected as a friend.
Kurama opened his eyes and sighed when he saw Kuwabara and Yusuke waiting for him; they were yelling and waving their arms so he'd hurry. Kurama pushed the Ardelia mission aside for a later time and kept walking. There were more pressing matters to attend to…
