Chapter 1
Kurama awoke from his seemingly endless slumber. His eyes tried to adjust to the brightly lit room. "Where am I?" he croaked in a voice that even he had trouble recognizing. He tried to sit up but fell back due to the excruciating pain. "I guess I am still alive because it hurts that hurt," Kurama said sounding a little more like himself. He then heard quiet footsteps coming down the hallway leading to the room he was in. He lay perfectly still, hoping that the person would keep moving past the door. Well to his disappointment, they stopped right at his door and came in. He then heard a voice, bright and clean with a hint of concern. "O Kurama! You are awake! I am so glad. I was starting to worry." She went over to a bowl filled with iced water. She picked up a towel from it and put it on Kurama's forehead. The cold from the rag sent a chill down Kurama's back. He looked at the woman in her eyes. She seemed to be about the same age as Kurama. Her deep blue eyes were warm and comforting. Her semi-long golden hair framed her porcelain-like face. Her striking smile could probably make even the cold Hiei at least utter a grin. "Right! Your friends wanted me to tell them when you woke up!" she said brightly. She got up to leave when she heard Kurama speak. "Miss could you please tell me your name?" Kurama spoke softly. "O of course! How rude of me. My name is Serain," she said sweetly. She quickly left after one last glance at Kurama. "Serain," Kurama said to himself. "What a beautiful name."
Kurama awoke from his seemingly endless slumber. His eyes tried to adjust to the brightly lit room. "Where am I?" he croaked in a voice that even he had trouble recognizing. He tried to sit up but fell back due to the excruciating pain. "I guess I am still alive because it hurts that hurt," Kurama said sounding a little more like himself. He then heard quiet footsteps coming down the hallway leading to the room he was in. He lay perfectly still, hoping that the person would keep moving past the door. Well to his disappointment, they stopped right at his door and came in. He then heard a voice, bright and clean with a hint of concern. "O Kurama! You are awake! I am so glad. I was starting to worry." She went over to a bowl filled with iced water. She picked up a towel from it and put it on Kurama's forehead. The cold from the rag sent a chill down Kurama's back. He looked at the woman in her eyes. She seemed to be about the same age as Kurama. Her deep blue eyes were warm and comforting. Her semi-long golden hair framed her porcelain-like face. Her striking smile could probably make even the cold Hiei at least utter a grin. "Right! Your friends wanted me to tell them when you woke up!" she said brightly. She got up to leave when she heard Kurama speak. "Miss could you please tell me your name?" Kurama spoke softly. "O of course! How rude of me. My name is Serain," she said sweetly. She quickly left after one last glance at Kurama. "Serain," Kurama said to himself. "What a beautiful name."