(Gee, thanks. Anyways, all of you out there that have been expecting rape
will get it in the next chapter, or the one afterwards. I hope you like
this chapter and everyone vote for Mito! Yay! BTW, Mito means 'Myth' in
Espanola. But vote for me!! Oh yeaaah. and also I will be beginning each
chapter with a quote from now on. Enjoy!)
Quote: "When life throws you lemons (not that type, ladies), throw the lemons back at life's head yelling, "I don't want your damn lemons!" "
As Kurama's mind strayed from his book yet again, he finally gave up reading and let the book slip from his hands and land on the table with a dull thump. Two red orbs appeared in his mind, identical, glowing.
// Those eyes. Eyes so dark they send a chill down the spine of my soul, filled with an everlasting power of danger, but they are so damn beautiful. Like a deep ocean stream, endless to a place beyond places, they are seductive, drawing me closer and closer. They hover over me as I lie in my bed; they're in my dreams while I sleep. They follow me down the road when I walk; when my back is turned they touch me. Maybe it's me; maybe it's my mind's eye. Those haunting eyes aren't really there; it's all a figment of my imagination, yes. I'm so confused. Fiction or fact, I don't know. Dream or reality, I wish I where sure. This cruel uncertainty is far more than I can take.//
Kurama shuddered. Those eyes had entranced his soul and he wanted to run away, but just couldn't. Those eyes had branded him, and those lips.those lips. Unconsciously, he started to drool. After a few minutes he brought himself back to reality after blinking a few times. He looked up at the skylight and watched as a large raindrop splattered on it. Hiei, meanwhile, had found a large iron room in a place called Ft. Desoto. Slumping against the wall and resting to the side against a cannon, he looked around. It was empty enough, but he could smell death lingering everywhere. It wasn't too pleasant of a place, but it would have to do. He lifted the poke ball up to his face and looked it over solemnly, then set it on the ground, withdrawing his hand and fell into thought. // He's a youko.he's had a thousand plus lovers, so why am I keeping him captive? He deserves to be free!// He lifted the ball and threw it harshly outside. It slammed into a tree and Kurama was freed-----right into the mud. He shot one glance at Hiei's angered expression and burst into tears, arms wrapped around himself, shuddering in the cold rain. Hiei's expression never did falter; he merely waved a hand in a gesture to leave. Kurama blinked through teary eyes and tried standing, but slipped and landed back in the mud and stayed still this time, sobbing. Hiei began to soften, but then glared again. "You Youko slut! You are freed, now go." Kurama shook his head no and tried crawling towards Hiei, but his eyes caught the faintest flicker of darkness, then Hiei was gone. Kurama sobbed for hours afterward until the rain stopped. Emerging from the large room later that night, he saw a beach with a showering area yards off. He slipped down there quietly, then grew the few bushes around him into dense overgrowth and stripped. After he finished, and his clothes where rinsed out, it was almost morning. Searching around, he found a towel and laid it down on the sand, then laid down himself, already baking. Hiei stopped by to see his sister, seeking her advice, but instead of finding her, he spotted Genkai. She sensed bad karma following him and barred the doors before he arrived. Sitting, melancholy about what he did on her steps, he began to cry. Each 'clank clank' gave away his predicament to the old woman inside. She watches, silent, as the demon's body racked with sobs. //Pure sadness. Regret.poor thing// -Owari- (Whatcha think? Longer and more descriptive than Rae Rae. And hopefully I'm your favorite author. As such, here's a piece of chocolate for everyone. *Throws chocolates* Gotta go! *Hugs person in Nevada and leaves*) (Oh yeah... have fun with the cliffhanger Rae)
Quote: "When life throws you lemons (not that type, ladies), throw the lemons back at life's head yelling, "I don't want your damn lemons!" "
As Kurama's mind strayed from his book yet again, he finally gave up reading and let the book slip from his hands and land on the table with a dull thump. Two red orbs appeared in his mind, identical, glowing.
// Those eyes. Eyes so dark they send a chill down the spine of my soul, filled with an everlasting power of danger, but they are so damn beautiful. Like a deep ocean stream, endless to a place beyond places, they are seductive, drawing me closer and closer. They hover over me as I lie in my bed; they're in my dreams while I sleep. They follow me down the road when I walk; when my back is turned they touch me. Maybe it's me; maybe it's my mind's eye. Those haunting eyes aren't really there; it's all a figment of my imagination, yes. I'm so confused. Fiction or fact, I don't know. Dream or reality, I wish I where sure. This cruel uncertainty is far more than I can take.//
Kurama shuddered. Those eyes had entranced his soul and he wanted to run away, but just couldn't. Those eyes had branded him, and those lips.those lips. Unconsciously, he started to drool. After a few minutes he brought himself back to reality after blinking a few times. He looked up at the skylight and watched as a large raindrop splattered on it. Hiei, meanwhile, had found a large iron room in a place called Ft. Desoto. Slumping against the wall and resting to the side against a cannon, he looked around. It was empty enough, but he could smell death lingering everywhere. It wasn't too pleasant of a place, but it would have to do. He lifted the poke ball up to his face and looked it over solemnly, then set it on the ground, withdrawing his hand and fell into thought. // He's a youko.he's had a thousand plus lovers, so why am I keeping him captive? He deserves to be free!// He lifted the ball and threw it harshly outside. It slammed into a tree and Kurama was freed-----right into the mud. He shot one glance at Hiei's angered expression and burst into tears, arms wrapped around himself, shuddering in the cold rain. Hiei's expression never did falter; he merely waved a hand in a gesture to leave. Kurama blinked through teary eyes and tried standing, but slipped and landed back in the mud and stayed still this time, sobbing. Hiei began to soften, but then glared again. "You Youko slut! You are freed, now go." Kurama shook his head no and tried crawling towards Hiei, but his eyes caught the faintest flicker of darkness, then Hiei was gone. Kurama sobbed for hours afterward until the rain stopped. Emerging from the large room later that night, he saw a beach with a showering area yards off. He slipped down there quietly, then grew the few bushes around him into dense overgrowth and stripped. After he finished, and his clothes where rinsed out, it was almost morning. Searching around, he found a towel and laid it down on the sand, then laid down himself, already baking. Hiei stopped by to see his sister, seeking her advice, but instead of finding her, he spotted Genkai. She sensed bad karma following him and barred the doors before he arrived. Sitting, melancholy about what he did on her steps, he began to cry. Each 'clank clank' gave away his predicament to the old woman inside. She watches, silent, as the demon's body racked with sobs. //Pure sadness. Regret.poor thing// -Owari- (Whatcha think? Longer and more descriptive than Rae Rae. And hopefully I'm your favorite author. As such, here's a piece of chocolate for everyone. *Throws chocolates* Gotta go! *Hugs person in Nevada and leaves*) (Oh yeah... have fun with the cliffhanger Rae)