Kurama grumbled. The school
day was not any better today, though Kurama had manage to sneak some few
minutes away from Omi-kun and Ran-niisan like right now. He had walked
from the school locker room, his 'niisan always walked with him to the
soccer field in an unspoken agreement but right now he was running late.
Kurama was now glad that they never agreed to it verbally as well grateful
for the respite, he felt like he was being the subject of a hunt with all
this attention.
"Minamono-kun."
"Yes, Naoe-kun?" Kurama said,
thinking frantically of excuses to say to the other boy, he really needed
to be alone right now. Unfortunately, it seemed that Nagi Naoe was determined
to talk to him. He was leaning on the tree with his dark brown hair mussed
by the breezes as if he had been waiting there for at least a half-hour
and with his face set.
"Minamono-kun—" Nagi started
again, he was having a hard time getting it out, having bad experiences
when confiding about his powers. He figured on taking the direct approach
since the indirect one has failed miserably.
"What?" Kurama said kindly
though his patience was getting to the point of no return. If this were
something as inconsequential as a crush he was going to kick the ball into
orbit to vent his frustrations.
"Er, what do you think of
the powers of the mind?" Said Nagi assured that Kurama at least wouldn't
mock him or laugh.
"Huh?" Said Kurama, deciding
to play it neutral until he knew where this conversation was heading. Though
it was getting—interesting.
"Telepathy, telekinesis,
precognition and the like." Nagi said levitating some of the fallen leaves
to prove his point in a dance that was so deliberate it couldn't be mistaken
for the wind.
"Very interesting, Naoe-kun,
rest assured that the knowledge of your Gift will stay with me or do you
want me to tell everyone..." Kurama's eyes widened at the play of rei the
boy was showing but he only showed normal admiration at his tone, his mind
was frantically in calculations. Nagi Naoe had betrayed a lot of training
in his manipulation of the leaves. A lot of training…and we don't know
much about Naoe-kun, why…why he's as secretive as I am!
"No, Minamono-kun, please
keep it as our secret." Nagi said smiling in relief, he knew well enough
that Shuuichi Minamono meant what he said and waved a farewell. He's normal
or he would have reacted. Though I may wish otherwise, he wouldn't have
been a good addition to the Schwartz anyway. As he walked away, Nagi felt
a disappointment he never thought he would feel.
Now it faced with it, he
realized that Shuuichi and his circle was the closest he'd come to having
friends of his own age not counting Tot. Before he had come to Meioh High
he had kept very much to himself, telling himself that he didn't need any
complications with his profession. Brad and the rest of Schwartz also encouraged
his isolation. They were the only friends he would need he had thought
then but now, now he realized that he missed being normal. Having friends
of his own age, no problems other than studies and girls and just hanging
out on Saturday evenings or lazy afternoons…
It would have been good to
have a friend like him for real. But how can he be friends with someone
he cannot confide in totally? Lost within his own thoughts, Nagi unknowing
left one very thoughtful kitsune behind him.
***
Hiei followed Nagi to an
apartment in the suburbs. It was quite unremarkable except for one thing:
Hiei couldn't sense thought emanations in or out of the place. It wasn't
possibly be that there were no people there when he had seen Nagi, a red-head
with messy hair, a man with glasses go in the interval that he had been
observing the apartment. The only feasible explanation was that the apartment
was shielded against mental intrusion. Yes, Kurama was right there was
certainly something going on here. Such shielding was expensive, not only
the materials but for the information in making it must have taken a lot
of research. Hiei had encountered several demons that made a career of
selling fake charms and such, there were a few genuine articles but these
were generally lost in the trash, which is how the Reikai wanted it. The
real thing would cost astronomical amounts of money to get and that without
guarantee of success or, Hiei's eyes narrowed at the thought would require
the cooperation of a demon from the Makai. These must be the right ones
or at least a close guess.
***
Crawford twitched he felt
something was about to happen but no vision had yet to manifest itself.
There were days when he hated his Gift. It wasn't as accurate as he projected
to the rest of the world. As his teammates probably suspected, it went
on and off, choosing to manifest itself and sometimes it never solidified
into a vision but into random feelings. His training with the Estet had
honed his Gift so that he could remember most of the details and not to
put off random dreams or feelings so he "saw" more than most precogs but
that was all. Those who trained him admitted it wasn't the most reliable
of talents and, sometimes, it made his teeth grit. He was going to put
the rest of Schwartz on alert but the feeling tapered off and vanished.
Uneasy but aware that nothing was going to happen now, Crawford went back
to the report he was typing in his laptop.
***
Hiei decided to flit off
to Kurama's to tell him before going to the temple to see Botan so he could
arrange a meeting with the rest of the team since their regular meeting
wasn't scheduled for three days. Besides it would not do to hang around
the potential target, they might sense something and become suspicious.
***
Kurama was about to go to
bed when Hiei appeared in his room. He was about to give a flippant comment
but stopped he saw that Hiei's face was set grimly. Instead he sat on his
bed and invited Hiei to seat himself beside him that the latter did.
Hiei didn't want to seat
himself beside Kurama, he didn't know why but it amplified the strange
feelings that he had been feeling around his best friend for awhile now
but, k'so, the Fox would surely be hurt or offended so…
"I followed your classmate.
Found him entering a 'Shielded house." Said Hiei where he sat a little
a ways from Kurama. Compromising with a couple of inches between.
"So he may be the one."
"Hn, he lives with at least
two people. Both of them are gaijin."
"Suspicious."
"I agree, that is why I'm
going to ask Botan to call a meeting with the rest of the team. Be careful
of that Nagi and…and be well Kurama." Said Hiei before he flitted off.
Kurama was too astonished
to say anything. Be careful of a child, a child a fraction his real age
and be well? He closed his mouth realizing that he must have looked like
a landed fish for at least three minutes after Hiei had left. That was
the first time he had heard Hiei care. Oh, he'd seen Hiei show enough "affection
" with Yukina and himself looking out for them now and then, and there
was the wrangling with Kuwabara and the subtle deference to Yuusuke. Well
Kurama, do you think you've gotten to him? Maybe, maybe we have a chance.
Kurama fell asleep with happy thoughts of a certain half-koorime.
***
Why did I say that to him?
Asked Hiei to himself as he smoothly jumped from tree to tree. His own
words echoed in his mind long after he had gotten away from the kitsune's
house. Kurama didn't need them. For one, he was the most cautious of them
all and rarely did he take on more than what he could handle. For another,
why wouldn't he be well? He wouldn't be going anywhere dangerous with that
'niisan of his following his every move, unless that man himself was the
threat. His eyes narrowed at the idea. Preoccupied though he was, Hiei
managed to get Botan to summon Yuusuke and the Idiot for an urgent morning
meeting and now he curled up in his favorite tree branch just outside of
Kurama's window to sleep. But sleep wasn't coming, he checked his partner.
Kurama had fallen asleep with a sweet smile curving his lips. Somehow though
he didn't know why it reassured him and he also fell asleep with an identical
smile curved his lips as he slipped into dreams.
~TBC~