*Anemone's room...Kurama and Hiei are playing "Kingdom Hearts" while
Anemone sits at her computer, not in a good mood.*
Hiei: dammit, Goofy get out of the way!!
Kurama: I can't see around Captain Hook's leg...grr!
Anemone: heh ^_^' those two...
Hiei: ugh! Screw this game! *draws Katana*
Anemone: HEY! NO YOU DON'T! *Hiei glares and replaces Katana in its sheath*
Kurama: heh heh...er...anyway, ah yes...still floating in midair, and a violent, bruising rain is pounding down upon me...
Hiei: that sucks...
Kurama: indeed...
Anemone: don't you worry, Kurama dear! I shall take mercy upon you!
Kurama: really?
Hiei: don't trust her! she's lying!
Anemone: am not!
Hiei: yes you are! You're a friggen lying baka...
Anemone: BAKA?!
Hiei: yeah! you're a lying, manipulative baka! *Anemone pounces Hiei, and they start wrestling all over her bedroom floor...starts ramming his head against floor, yelling a word between rams*
Anemone: TAKE *bam* THAT *bam* BACK!
Hiei: NEV *bam* ER!
Kurama: heh...^_^'...erm...chapter 10 up yet, Mones?
Anemone: *still wrestling angrily with Hiei...she's on top, hands gripping around his neck...Hiei fights back, trying to push her off with a kick* huh?! oh yeah! chapter 10, enjoy! *resumes fight, Kurama sweatdropping* YOU SUCK, HIEI!
Hiei: baka *bam* baka *bam* baka!!
Anemone: UGH!
Kurama: *only character in view, Anemone and Hiei heard choking each other on the floor...whisper* it's, uh...that time of the month...
Anemone: *from sidelines* WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! *Kurama pales*
Kurama: read! hurry!
Chapter 10: Freedom
Kurama strung his arms tighter about Botan's paling form. Her nose singed red, but otherwise she was a death white. Kurama cradled her tightly, trying desperately to shield her from the massive rain. The droplets poured heavily upon his back, thrashing his shirt and bruising his bare flesh to a gray shade. The fox snarled slightly as rain forced upon his tender sores repetitively, but focused more upon protecting the sick girl in his arms. With all the cold wind forcing into the fibers of her soaked clothes, of course a chill would rack her bones mercilessly...honestly, Kurama hadn't been surprised in the least...worried, yes...but he had almost expected it.
"Damn," he snarled to himself, Botan breathing hard and rasped breaths. 'She's been so sick these past couple days...hmm...must have been the shock of her fall, effecting her body in a negative way from the stress of her collapse...'
"Kurama," she chirped lightly, the fox jerking downward towards the rain soaked girl in his grip. Her hair laced to his shirt slightly from the immense amounts of water sponged into her scalp, as well as his.
"Yes?"
"Jump."
"What?!" his eyes stung in shock.
"Do it!" she snarled, drawing the fox aback.
"But...why?! We're far too high..." he cast his eyes downward, calculating that the speed they would pick up from this height wouldn't allow a soft landing...they would both perish.
"Koemna..." she stuttered. "He...he's telling me, from a telepathic link, by, by one of his Ogres that...that he caused all this, the storm...the oar..."
"What?!" the fox gaped.
"he said he's been trying to fix it...but, the controls for storms are broken...stepped on by an Ogre...and, he forgot the spell to control the oar...he...he said, that...that unless you want to be tender, tenderized...from the forceful rain...that...that we'd best...best jump..."
"But, either way we'll die!"
"Do it!" she growled threateningly, gripping his shirt until her knuckles clenched white. Her raspberry eyes narrowed sharply in a stern glare at the fox, who could do no more than shift in a weighed sigh, and slip gently from the wet oar.
"This is crazy!" he snarled as speed began to lash viciously through his hair. Botan gripped his shirt for dear life, slight whimpers escaping her form.
"Kitsune!" a familiar voice sparked through his head...a telepathic link.
'Hiei?! the fox thought back.
"you must drop the girl...now!"
'What?!' Kurama instinctively gripped her harder as the bruising rain, lashing wind, and mighty speed trapped them mercilessly.
"There isn't any time...trust me, Red!"
'But...!'
"Do it, or you'll die, dammit!"
In the torrent of thoughts stinging the fox's head, his grip loosened from the bluette...and a black smear stained the gray-black skies, dragging Botan from her plummet to the ground for a rooftop nearby. Hiei's form jerked back to human speed, handed the sick girl off to another pair of arms.
'I see!' Kurama smiled at Hiei in relief...'now I can focus on my landing...'
The ground was nearing him at an alarming rate...pure cement. The fox was far too weighed with water, bruises and speed to force a flip, and was falling shoulder first for the ground below...faster faster faster until..."Spirit Sword!!"
Kurama pricked at the voice, Kuwabara's form forcing straight through the clouds and smog of the storm and straight for the fox. Kuwabara had dug his sword against the cement of the ground, and was pushing himself upward into the depths of the storm to help the weighed Kurama. With a strong arm about the fox's stomach, the simple-minded Kuwabara had dragged Kurama gently to the ground.
"Thank you, Kuwabara..." the fox breathed heavily the instant his feet touched down to the ground and Kuwabara's arm coiled away. "Botan..." he whispered softly, scanning the air to find Hiei and the bluette.
Hiei's form stretched through the smog of the bruising rain, his hair matted down heavily by massive rains. "Well, Kitsune...it seems you're alright...quite a heavy storm...it even caused me sores."
"Indeed," the fox nodded towards his short friend, as rain slivered gently between his wet, scarlet locks. His emerald eyes flashed calmly as he scanned around for Botan, to make sure she was alright.
Another figure, weighed and tired looking, trudged slowly towards the group, holding Botan loosely in his arms. Yusuke looked down at the bluette in his grasp, and cast his chocolate eyes for the others. "She's pretty sick...her human body's pretty weak."
"Obviously," Hiei snarled softly.
"Indeed, it seems she was already sick from stress of her fall...she still hadn't recovered completely from the whole fire-escape fiasco...but these rains and winds only made her condition worse," Kurama slowly approached the Detective and Guide, slipping his arms under her tired, quivering form and gently lifting her from Yusuke's hold. With free hands, the Detective slicked his soaked mane back in it's greased style, watching Kurama intently.
'He looks so concerned for her,' Yusuke thought as he noticed Kurama's soft, velvet eyes cast gently for Botan, falling asleep in his arms. 'I wonder...'
"Allow me to take her to my home," Kurama piped slowly for the others to hear. "Until she recuperates..." without waiting for an answer, the fox turned his thrashed back to the others, slowly carrying a sleeping, not fainted, but sleeping girl home with him.
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"Suichi?" Kurama's mother knocked upon his door faintly.
"Yes mother," Kurama responded respectfully, a soft grin brushing his lips as his mother's form entered his domain slowly.
"How is she, honey? the Mrs. Minamino tipped her head thoughtfully at her son. Kurama slowly cupped his hand over Botan's pale palm, his eyes staining soft.
"She was awake a bit ago, not really talking or anything, but conscious...she's sleeping now." Kurama responded softly. Botan had stayed in Kurama's bed for several hours now, the storm having cleared and rolled onward, no thanks to Koenma. Mrs. Minamino had wrapped the raw wounds streaking his back in clean, white gauze, faint tints of red staining the fibers of the wraps. Now Kurama allowed his human wounds to heal as he watched over the sleeping Botan.
"Well, sweetheart," Mrs. Minamino stroked Kurama's bushy mane slightly. "She seemed fine when you brought her here...just a tad bruised and a slight chill...nothing to sacrifice your needed sleep over...she'll be fine."
"I know, mother..." Kurama shifted in a weighed sigh. "But, I haven't school tomorrow...may I please stay awake a bit longer and be sure she's truly alright?"
Mrs. Minamino smiled softly at her son's gentle eyes. "Very well, Suichi...but promise me when she is all better and is in no use of our help any longer, you'll make up your sleep?"
"Yes mother."
"Goodnight Suichi."
"Goodnight mother."
Mrs. Minamino slowly slipped from her son's bedroom, casting soft, happy eyes at her son. 'I think...he's in love,' she thought softly to herself, a light smile gracing her face. 'My little boy...grown, and in love.'
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a/n: hey there! what did you think? eh? eh?
Hiei: I think they tolerated it...
Anemone: you shut up...*Hiei glares*
Kurama: oh! how sweet! you put my mother in, thank you, Mones.
Anemone: yeah, I know...I rock...
Hiei: whatever...
Anemone: I told you to shut up!
Kurama: ^_^' heh...poor, poor Botan...I feel so guilty...
Hiei: *rolls eyes* oh God...your guilt issues again...
Kurama: but I-
Hiei: no! calm down, Kitsune...this is just a story...
Kurama: yes, but I am dating Botan in reality...she's the best girlfriend ever...I'm so in love with her *dreamy look, snaps back* and, this writing...it makes me feel as if this happened...*looks to a distance, traumatized*
Hiei: now look what you did, ningen! You've confused the Kitsune!
Anemone: heh...er...um...okay then...*Kurama still looks traumatized* right...anyway, I'll make her all better, Kurama.
Kurama: *beams* really?
Anemone: yuppers.
Kurama: happy day! Oh, wait a second...*gasp* I was supposed to meet Botan at the Theatre...see ya, Mones! Bye, Hiei. *rushes away...long, awkward silence between Hiei and Mones*
Anemone: so...*long pause*
Hiei: so...*longer pause*
Anemone: er...right, anyways...please review, readers! Oh, and sorry about the late update...I've had a crazy week with a huge Science Fair at school *blech...I hate Sci Fairs...* so, sorry if you were dying of anticipation, but I'll try to update more frequently...later!
Hiei: dammit, Goofy get out of the way!!
Kurama: I can't see around Captain Hook's leg...grr!
Anemone: heh ^_^' those two...
Hiei: ugh! Screw this game! *draws Katana*
Anemone: HEY! NO YOU DON'T! *Hiei glares and replaces Katana in its sheath*
Kurama: heh heh...er...anyway, ah yes...still floating in midair, and a violent, bruising rain is pounding down upon me...
Hiei: that sucks...
Kurama: indeed...
Anemone: don't you worry, Kurama dear! I shall take mercy upon you!
Kurama: really?
Hiei: don't trust her! she's lying!
Anemone: am not!
Hiei: yes you are! You're a friggen lying baka...
Anemone: BAKA?!
Hiei: yeah! you're a lying, manipulative baka! *Anemone pounces Hiei, and they start wrestling all over her bedroom floor...starts ramming his head against floor, yelling a word between rams*
Anemone: TAKE *bam* THAT *bam* BACK!
Hiei: NEV *bam* ER!
Kurama: heh...^_^'...erm...chapter 10 up yet, Mones?
Anemone: *still wrestling angrily with Hiei...she's on top, hands gripping around his neck...Hiei fights back, trying to push her off with a kick* huh?! oh yeah! chapter 10, enjoy! *resumes fight, Kurama sweatdropping* YOU SUCK, HIEI!
Hiei: baka *bam* baka *bam* baka!!
Anemone: UGH!
Kurama: *only character in view, Anemone and Hiei heard choking each other on the floor...whisper* it's, uh...that time of the month...
Anemone: *from sidelines* WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! *Kurama pales*
Kurama: read! hurry!
Chapter 10: Freedom
Kurama strung his arms tighter about Botan's paling form. Her nose singed red, but otherwise she was a death white. Kurama cradled her tightly, trying desperately to shield her from the massive rain. The droplets poured heavily upon his back, thrashing his shirt and bruising his bare flesh to a gray shade. The fox snarled slightly as rain forced upon his tender sores repetitively, but focused more upon protecting the sick girl in his arms. With all the cold wind forcing into the fibers of her soaked clothes, of course a chill would rack her bones mercilessly...honestly, Kurama hadn't been surprised in the least...worried, yes...but he had almost expected it.
"Damn," he snarled to himself, Botan breathing hard and rasped breaths. 'She's been so sick these past couple days...hmm...must have been the shock of her fall, effecting her body in a negative way from the stress of her collapse...'
"Kurama," she chirped lightly, the fox jerking downward towards the rain soaked girl in his grip. Her hair laced to his shirt slightly from the immense amounts of water sponged into her scalp, as well as his.
"Yes?"
"Jump."
"What?!" his eyes stung in shock.
"Do it!" she snarled, drawing the fox aback.
"But...why?! We're far too high..." he cast his eyes downward, calculating that the speed they would pick up from this height wouldn't allow a soft landing...they would both perish.
"Koemna..." she stuttered. "He...he's telling me, from a telepathic link, by, by one of his Ogres that...that he caused all this, the storm...the oar..."
"What?!" the fox gaped.
"he said he's been trying to fix it...but, the controls for storms are broken...stepped on by an Ogre...and, he forgot the spell to control the oar...he...he said, that...that unless you want to be tender, tenderized...from the forceful rain...that...that we'd best...best jump..."
"But, either way we'll die!"
"Do it!" she growled threateningly, gripping his shirt until her knuckles clenched white. Her raspberry eyes narrowed sharply in a stern glare at the fox, who could do no more than shift in a weighed sigh, and slip gently from the wet oar.
"This is crazy!" he snarled as speed began to lash viciously through his hair. Botan gripped his shirt for dear life, slight whimpers escaping her form.
"Kitsune!" a familiar voice sparked through his head...a telepathic link.
'Hiei?! the fox thought back.
"you must drop the girl...now!"
'What?!' Kurama instinctively gripped her harder as the bruising rain, lashing wind, and mighty speed trapped them mercilessly.
"There isn't any time...trust me, Red!"
'But...!'
"Do it, or you'll die, dammit!"
In the torrent of thoughts stinging the fox's head, his grip loosened from the bluette...and a black smear stained the gray-black skies, dragging Botan from her plummet to the ground for a rooftop nearby. Hiei's form jerked back to human speed, handed the sick girl off to another pair of arms.
'I see!' Kurama smiled at Hiei in relief...'now I can focus on my landing...'
The ground was nearing him at an alarming rate...pure cement. The fox was far too weighed with water, bruises and speed to force a flip, and was falling shoulder first for the ground below...faster faster faster until..."Spirit Sword!!"
Kurama pricked at the voice, Kuwabara's form forcing straight through the clouds and smog of the storm and straight for the fox. Kuwabara had dug his sword against the cement of the ground, and was pushing himself upward into the depths of the storm to help the weighed Kurama. With a strong arm about the fox's stomach, the simple-minded Kuwabara had dragged Kurama gently to the ground.
"Thank you, Kuwabara..." the fox breathed heavily the instant his feet touched down to the ground and Kuwabara's arm coiled away. "Botan..." he whispered softly, scanning the air to find Hiei and the bluette.
Hiei's form stretched through the smog of the bruising rain, his hair matted down heavily by massive rains. "Well, Kitsune...it seems you're alright...quite a heavy storm...it even caused me sores."
"Indeed," the fox nodded towards his short friend, as rain slivered gently between his wet, scarlet locks. His emerald eyes flashed calmly as he scanned around for Botan, to make sure she was alright.
Another figure, weighed and tired looking, trudged slowly towards the group, holding Botan loosely in his arms. Yusuke looked down at the bluette in his grasp, and cast his chocolate eyes for the others. "She's pretty sick...her human body's pretty weak."
"Obviously," Hiei snarled softly.
"Indeed, it seems she was already sick from stress of her fall...she still hadn't recovered completely from the whole fire-escape fiasco...but these rains and winds only made her condition worse," Kurama slowly approached the Detective and Guide, slipping his arms under her tired, quivering form and gently lifting her from Yusuke's hold. With free hands, the Detective slicked his soaked mane back in it's greased style, watching Kurama intently.
'He looks so concerned for her,' Yusuke thought as he noticed Kurama's soft, velvet eyes cast gently for Botan, falling asleep in his arms. 'I wonder...'
"Allow me to take her to my home," Kurama piped slowly for the others to hear. "Until she recuperates..." without waiting for an answer, the fox turned his thrashed back to the others, slowly carrying a sleeping, not fainted, but sleeping girl home with him.
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"Suichi?" Kurama's mother knocked upon his door faintly.
"Yes mother," Kurama responded respectfully, a soft grin brushing his lips as his mother's form entered his domain slowly.
"How is she, honey? the Mrs. Minamino tipped her head thoughtfully at her son. Kurama slowly cupped his hand over Botan's pale palm, his eyes staining soft.
"She was awake a bit ago, not really talking or anything, but conscious...she's sleeping now." Kurama responded softly. Botan had stayed in Kurama's bed for several hours now, the storm having cleared and rolled onward, no thanks to Koenma. Mrs. Minamino had wrapped the raw wounds streaking his back in clean, white gauze, faint tints of red staining the fibers of the wraps. Now Kurama allowed his human wounds to heal as he watched over the sleeping Botan.
"Well, sweetheart," Mrs. Minamino stroked Kurama's bushy mane slightly. "She seemed fine when you brought her here...just a tad bruised and a slight chill...nothing to sacrifice your needed sleep over...she'll be fine."
"I know, mother..." Kurama shifted in a weighed sigh. "But, I haven't school tomorrow...may I please stay awake a bit longer and be sure she's truly alright?"
Mrs. Minamino smiled softly at her son's gentle eyes. "Very well, Suichi...but promise me when she is all better and is in no use of our help any longer, you'll make up your sleep?"
"Yes mother."
"Goodnight Suichi."
"Goodnight mother."
Mrs. Minamino slowly slipped from her son's bedroom, casting soft, happy eyes at her son. 'I think...he's in love,' she thought softly to herself, a light smile gracing her face. 'My little boy...grown, and in love.'
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a/n: hey there! what did you think? eh? eh?
Hiei: I think they tolerated it...
Anemone: you shut up...*Hiei glares*
Kurama: oh! how sweet! you put my mother in, thank you, Mones.
Anemone: yeah, I know...I rock...
Hiei: whatever...
Anemone: I told you to shut up!
Kurama: ^_^' heh...poor, poor Botan...I feel so guilty...
Hiei: *rolls eyes* oh God...your guilt issues again...
Kurama: but I-
Hiei: no! calm down, Kitsune...this is just a story...
Kurama: yes, but I am dating Botan in reality...she's the best girlfriend ever...I'm so in love with her *dreamy look, snaps back* and, this writing...it makes me feel as if this happened...*looks to a distance, traumatized*
Hiei: now look what you did, ningen! You've confused the Kitsune!
Anemone: heh...er...um...okay then...*Kurama still looks traumatized* right...anyway, I'll make her all better, Kurama.
Kurama: *beams* really?
Anemone: yuppers.
Kurama: happy day! Oh, wait a second...*gasp* I was supposed to meet Botan at the Theatre...see ya, Mones! Bye, Hiei. *rushes away...long, awkward silence between Hiei and Mones*
Anemone: so...*long pause*
Hiei: so...*longer pause*
Anemone: er...right, anyways...please review, readers! Oh, and sorry about the late update...I've had a crazy week with a huge Science Fair at school *blech...I hate Sci Fairs...* so, sorry if you were dying of anticipation, but I'll try to update more frequently...later!