The character Kurama does not belong to me. He belongs to the show Yu Yu Hakusho. Only Fuyuko, any other character, and this story belong to me.
Where we left off: The thorny exterior ripped through the flesh and traveled through the inside of the creature until it had a hold over every organ. Once it had reached the heart, all at once it squeezed tightly and shredded its insides until there was nothing left. It had all happened in a matter of seconds.
Kurama looked over at Fuyuko whom was drenched in the slimy substance. Without hesitating he took her into his arms and headed outside to the nearby stream to cleanse her.
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The moon's pure light glistened off of the small ripples in the stream. The forest was silent as if all were watching trying to figure out what was wrong. Kurama's heart was racing from all the excitement. He placed her in the stream holding her head so she would not fall backwards. The stream was shallow but it still could drown someone in her state.
He had to remove her clothing in order to tend to any wounds she may have received from the creature that attacked her. He caught hold to a small piece of his pant leg near his ankle and slit it from there to the mid part of his shin. He placed the cloth onto a small rock that dug into the ground and made it's place; its home in that very one location and never move. First he removed her upper clothing and placed it to the side of the stream. With one arm holding her up, he used his other free hand to remove her underwear. This was difficult, for one he could lift her to get the under wear from beneath her, and two, because he never held a woman this way before. Of course his mother held him when he was younger, but he never held someone in his own arms.
He soaked the piece of cloth and clutched it so that the water ran down her body. The water went over the slimy substance washing it into the stream. He then washed her hair and made sure it was back to its pure silkiness. He hesitated for a brief moment and closed his eyes firmly and washed between her thighs. His face was scrunched, not out of disgust but of shame that he touched her there. He ignored how she felt there, until he felt a gash in her inner upper thigh. Using his spirit energy he closed the wound.
He cleaned her clothes until he could sense the creature's presence in her clothing. He dried her and clothed her then picked her back up into his arms. He reached the cabin and closed the door behind him. He searched the small wooden home for any other presence and did not feel a single vibe. This time while she was in bed he sat on the floor with legs folded and concentrated on his awareness with hearing.
Hours past and the sun slowly rose from the earth's crust. Outlining the forest with its warm touch. It welcomed all to feel its warmth. It crept through the glass shield of the home and onto the bed to which Fuyuko was lying. The sun caressed her face with a warm gentle hand. This hand slowly awoke her and she found her self in clean garments and fresh smelling skin. "What…..what happened?" she said softly looking at her hands and around the room. Her eyes caught a glimpse of red near the left edge of her bed. She peered over and looked at Kurama. He was in the same position he was as the night before.
She slowly reached her hand from her
side and stroked the back of his head.
She felt his soft red hair and enjoyed how it felt. The clean and rose scented hair was nothing
she ever seen, smelled, or even touched.
"You are awake now, are you not?" His voice has startled her. She had not known he was awake. Her face began to flush over in a deep shade of red as she realized that he known about her feeling his hair. "I am sorry!" She said quickly "I just was curious as to what your hair felt like." She began to blush more. "I should be one to apologize…I had to clean all of that filth off of you…and…I am sorry if I touched you and offended you please forgive me." He was blushing slightly out of the embarrassment that he touched her. She too started to flush. It was all interrupted by an unpleasant cough. She was holding her chest with a strong grasp.
Kurama looked at her in the face with a worried look in his eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked patting her on the back. The coughing stopped, but was followed by teardrops.
The more she thought about the more tears that wanted to come. For the first time in her life she met civilization. For the first time someone showed care as to whether or not she was ok. For some years she had been alone. In her mind she could count how many times she would find herself huddled in a dark corner to herself. No one to pull her out of this lonely state, this state of not being wanted and no one to want. By time she had came back to her sense she found herself in the bathroom on the floor sobbing. Her tears made a spot on the small rug three shades darker. Her tears rolled off her face gently.
Hours had passed and she had calmed down and they were walking through out the forest side by side.
"Kurama…what is it like in the world?"
"It is interesting, yet there are some things that one could live with out."
"I always wanted to know…"
"Do you know your way out of the forest to actually go to a big city?"
"Yes…but I want to stay where I was growing up. Besides meeting you
has opened my mind some."
They both smiled at each other and continued walking. She not turned around for a split second when her foot was caught within a tree root that was arched out of the ground. It has been covered with leaves and other pieces of wood such as twigs. Kurama quickly grabbed her within grasp before she fell to the ground. She had her fingers curled into the fabric of the jacket. The side of Fuyuko's face was on the chest of Kurama's. She began to fluster again realizing the position she was in. He was so warm to her and she was warm to him. Their warmth was in favor of the other. Their hearts were pounding fast and breathing became slight fast. She leaned her face closer to his. Their eyes were chained on the others. She slowly closed her eyes her lips pressing on his. His eyes widened a bit. He went slightly tensed. He relaxed himself and parted his lips returning the kiss she placed on his lips. The gentle blow of the wind blew their hair to and fro their faces. The often ticklish moved made by their hair when it was touch their face was ignore. The sun shined its most comforting warmth on them, which made the kiss more loving.
Their faces parted breaking the long awaited taste of each other. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him with all she had to give. He returned the hug with just the same amount of emotion. They began to walk back towards her cabin. She looked at him into his eyes. "Kurama…" she called to him softly. "Yes?" he answered her. "Would…would you ever give your self to a woman such as me?" she continued her question with her eyes closed wondering if he knew what she meant, and wishing that if he did the answer would be yes. "What do you mean?" he asked not knowing what she was referring to. "Would you ever love a woman…that is like me…could you ever love me…could you ever show me the love my father gave to my mother…" Her heart was racing. She was afraid and yet she felt safe with Kurama. From the first time she saw his face she knew how gentle he was. Tears were falling from her face. The sun's reflection made when sparkle as they flew to the ground from her face. "Yes…I would" He wiped the tears from her face.
He was frightened. He had never had such strong emotions for someone the way he did for Fuyuko. He fell deeply in love with her on the first day he set eyes on her. The love he had for her made another feeling within his body, the feeling of meeting her before. As though they were destined to be together.
They headed back to the cabin in each other's arms. Their hearts were pacing fast. Their stomachs were full of the feeling of something inside. They slowly entered Fuyuko's room and closed the door behind them.