Kuri woke up in the middle of the night, only to see Tomoe passed out, shirtless, next to the hearth flame.
He had a strange mark on him.
"This is a…"
"Curse Mark." Tomoe finished, standing up. "Do you humans always creep on akayashi?"
"What?! No, I wasnt!"
Tomoe ignored her and got dressed, right in front of her.
"What kind of curse?" Kuri pressed.
"I don't know." Tomoe replied shortly.
Kuri pouted.
Before he could stop her, she was tracing the mark. He shivered in pleasure at her touch.
"It's a death curse…" Kuri's eyes went vacant.
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"You must remain with the woman you love, this is my price…"
Tomoe took the bargain.
Kuri watched as the scene shifted to him holding a woman in his arms.
"Yukiji! NO!" Sobbing, he turned a wrathful face towards someone. "Akura-Oh!"
Then Tomoe was in Mikages arms, tired and lifeless, the curse mark spread over his flesh.
"I will stop the spread, but you will not remember her…"
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Kuri flinched. "Ow! You pinched me!"
"You were zoned out." Tomoe got close. "Are you alright?"
"I'm…" she remembered him sobbing over Yukiji. "I'm fine." She touched the mark again. "Does it hurt?"
Tomoe glowered. "When you poke it all the time, yes."
She stood. "Tomoe…I need some time. Can you give me that?" She asked quietly.
Tomoe looked taken aback. What had she seen? He nodded, and gave her the room, tracing the mark. There was something…he was missing.
But what?