Author's Note: I have not yet decided if there will be anything between the girl and Kuronue. So far, she's too young for anything. She's only 15. Kuro was at least 100 years when he met Kurama in my story, and that was a flashback. I think there is a LITTLE too much age difference. Kuro and Kurama may be famous for some weird things, but I don't think statutory rape is one of them. o_O Things may be different in Makai, true, but I don't think there would be that large of an age difference. She's a baby compared to him. I actually haven't decided anything about how this fanfic is going to work, or at least on Kuro's part. Not only do I have an option open for Kuro and the girl, I may go totally out there and develop something between Kurama and Kuro. It's the only shounen-ai pairing I even remotely like. I seriously doubt if I do that it will be anything sexual. I have considered both possibilities, however, and I do like them a little.
The girl sat there, listening to Kuronue. She wondered whether he realized she didn't understand him, but she continued to listen anyway. At one point he stopped and stared at the fire, and the girl just sat silent until he looked up at her. She tried to ask him in her language if he knew she didn't understand, but he just looked back down at the fire and looked embarrassed. Not knowing why, she tried to ask him to tell more of the story.
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As Kuronue continued to look at the fire, he began to wonder what the girl even thought he was saying. Or if she even cared that he was talking period. He looked at the girl to try to figure out whether he was boring her, and to his surprise, she was looking intently at him and paying attention to the story. She looked as though she understood what he was saying, although Kuronue knew for a fact she didn't. He stared for a minute, until the girl said something to him, which made him look back down at the fire. As he sat there, he remembered more of the story, and decided to tell it. Suddenly the girl tried to say something else, and he wasn't really sure as to whether or not she wanted to hear more. Looking up again, he noticed that she was looking at him as though she wanted something, so he assumed that she wanted him to tell more of the story.
"After I saw Kurama's plant and I went after him, I eventually came to a door. Kurama was sitting on the ground, looking annoyed as hell, glaring at the door. When I asked why he was sitting on the ground, he grinned and told me to push the door."
*flashback*
"Why?" I asked.
"Just do it." So of course, not being very bright at that age, I pushed the door. I also discovered why he was sitting on the ground, glaring at it. The minute I pushed the door at all, it gave way as though it was going to swing open. Just before it was wide enough for someone to slip through, it slammed back towards me, as though it was on a spring. I wasn't expecting a door to attack me back, so it knocked the wind out of me and sent be sprawling onto the ground behind me. Not only that, but I landed on my wings. I heard a crack as a bone popped out of place, and I just lay on the ground for a minute. I would have lain longer, but at that point, the pain shot through my wings from where that one bone popped out of it's joint.
Having the bone pop out of place is a painful thing, but I've gotten used to it now that it's happened a few times. That was only the second time it had ever done it, so it was rather painful. When I felt the pain, I shot back up into a sitting position, and glared at him.
"You knew it was gonna do that."
"Of course."
"Then why the hell did you tell me to do it?!"
"I don't like you."
"You son of a bitch! I don't like you either!" I shouted, launching myself at him, dislocated wing and all.
"MY MOTHER WAS A VIXEN, NOT A BITCH!" was his response. We both fell to the ground, fists flying and bodies rolling, and the fight lasted a good three minutes. After that, we froze. I had his ear in one hand, and the other around his tail, and he had his fist pulling on my wing. We called a silent truce, and rolled apart. We just kneeled on the ground, panting and glaring at one another, neither of us speaking for a few more minutes. Then, I spoke with an idea that had just occurred to me.
"How exactly do you think you are going to get through that door? It's doesn't stay wide enough for either of us to slip through for enough time, unless someone holds the door." He continued to glare at me, and I knew his silent and annoyed look meant I was right. This meant neither of us could get the mirror, unless of course, we worked together. "We could work together... one hold the door and the other slide through... except, of course, that I don't trust you not to get the mirror before I get across too. I know you don't trust me." With a growl and another glare, Kurama looked at me.
"I don't betray a promise, despite what you might think about me. If I promise to do something, I'll do it. Anyway, I don't think you could fit through the opening, period, even if I did hold the door."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I said, getting annoyed again.
"It means that you couldn't fit. I've got a different form, one that's a lot smaller. All youkos do. We can turn into a fox. I can get through there in that form. The only problem is whether you can get the door to stay open long enough."
"And what if I don't want to hold the door?"
"Then nether of us gets the mirror." Not liking that option, I looked at him.
"So if I hold the door open, you promise to get it open from the other side for me? And that means without running off to go get the mirror yourself."
"Yeah. Like I said, I don't break a promise. Are you gonna
hold the damned thing or not?" he said, beginning to get impatient. Still a
little worried about whether he'd keep his promise or not, I agreed. A few
minutes later, I was holding a door open while he slid through. All of the
sudden, I was struck with a problem: if I let go of the door, it would slam me
back onto my dislocated wing. What was I supposed to do? Then came my solution:
hold the door until Kurama cold undo that mechanism. Which meant Kurama wasn't
going to undo it anytime soon, or at least I didn't expect him to. About the
time that I was considering giving up and letting go of the door, despite my
wing, it suddenly swung the rest of the way open. Since it was unexpected, I
fell forward instead of backwards onto my face. Luckily, I caught myself with
my hands and only hit my hands and knees. As I turned my head to glare at
Kurama, I got up and brushed myself off. With a cough I stated that my fall
didn't happen, and Kurama busted out laughing. A few minutes later, we were
headed off through the hallways of the castle, and I began to notice my wing
again. It was hanging funny, and I think Kurama noticed it too, because he made
me stop.
"Stop. Hold still."
"What? Why?"
"Your wing is lopsided." He
said, with a funny look.
"It's probably dislocated..."
"So hold still." With that, he grabbed my wing and forced me to hold still, although it wasn't long before I was squirming again trying to see what he was doing. Then he smacked my wing. With a shout, I jumped, and then I swung a fist around behind me, hoping for a lucky shot that actually hit him. He ducked though, and it missed, and pain went through my wing again. After that, I just stood still and let him look at it. I was sore enough already. After a few pokes and prods and pulls, he gave one last hard pull. I heard a snap, and then I felt a lot less pain in my wing.
"There. Let's go."
"What did you do?"
"I put it back in, duh."
"Huh... really..." Not the most intelligent thing, I know. Moving my wing a little, I looked at him. After a minute, he said we should get going again.
*end flashback*
"Most people don't realize just how painful having a wing out of place really is. It hurts, a lot. I really don't know how he knew how to put it back, but he did. He's popped it back in many times since then, too. He's really useful, but I wouldn't ever tell him that to his face."
Author's Note: Yeah, I know, there was one of these at the beginning. I just want to say that on 1/29, that was true. Looking at it now, on 2/15, I have decided what I am going to do. Keep reading and you will find out. It's up to you, so whatever. Hopefully you will want to know though.
