Kokoro No Kaitou : Search For The Past
Chapter 3 : Amaya's POV
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The room that I was in was dark and dank, and smelled horribly of blood and mildew. I covered my nose with my hands in a failed attempt to block out the smell.
The walls were made of dark colored stones, and chains hung from the ceiling. I couldn't see a door from where I was standing, only a cylinder of stone in the center of the room.
A woman was sitting before it, facing me.
She was sitting on the ground, her knees tucked under her, but her wrists had chains on them, and thus her arms were being held above her head. Her head was bowed, and I couldn't see her face because her raven-colored hair hung in front of her face. Her hair was extremely long, and looked as though it reached to her ankles. She wore a battered brown yukata, through which blood was seeping in some places.
I took a step towards her, and she weakly lifted her head to look at me.
She was pretty, but still very beat-up looking. Her bluish-green eyes looked glazed over, and dull. Her pale face had several cuts and bruises.
"D…Daijobu ka?" I asked.
"Help me…"
"How?" I walked over to her, and examined the chains binding her wrists. I winced when I saw that they were raw and bleeding.
She sighed. "I have tried. These chains cannot be broken easily."
I kneeled down beside her. "Is there a key?"
"Only he has the key." She replied.
" 'He'?" I repeated.
She nodded. "The one keeping me here."
"Um, where is 'here'?" I asked.
"Hell."
I opened my mouth to ask her who she was, and how I got here, when suddenly her head snapped up and she looked past me.
"Kami-sama! Run, please!" She said, looking back at me.
"What?"
"Run, run! Get out of here! For heaven's sake, get away from here!" She exclaimed.
I started to stand, when suddenly a white-hot pain tore through my right shoulder, and I screamed.
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My eyes snapped open, and I saw Midori scrambling over to me.
"Amaya!" She exclaimed.
She looked at my shoulder, and her hands few over her mouth. "Kami!"
I closed my eyes in pain, and clutched at my shoulder, having absolutely no trouble feeling the blood coming from it. I started crying from the sheer pain.
The door flew open, and Kuronue and Youko ran in, both looking ready for battle.
Youko looked over at me, and cursed.
He ran over and pulled me into a sitting position, and I cried out again when my shoulder was moved. He gingerly moved it, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming. But it didn't hold back my sob.
"Damn it!" He exclaimed. He looked back at Midori. "How did this happen?"
"I don't know! Nobody was in the room! She just suddenly screamed, and when I woke up, her arm was bleeding all over the place!" She exclaimed.
"What did this to her arm?" Kuronue asked.
He looked back at me, and said gently. "Amaya-chan, koishii [beloved], I'm going to move your yukata, okay? Is that alright?"
I nodded, my voice still lost with my pain.
He gently took my yukata and moved it off of my shoulder. It pulled at the wound as it went, and I bit my lip until it bled. I looked away from the flesh, and buried my face into his chest.
"I know that it hurts, koishii, and I'm sorry." He said quietly. "I'm almost done."
He lightly touched my wound, and I bit down even harder, the salty blood entering my mouth, and probably getting on Youko's shirt as well. But it didn't matter to me. Biting my lip distracted me from the pain in my arm.
"It looks like...like something pierced right through her shoulder, and burned it as well." He said.
I started crying again, and he stroked my hair comfortingly. "Shhh…I know, I know, koishii." He looked back at Kuronue and Midori. "Quickly, go get a healer."
They nodded, and left.
Youko sat there, stroking my hair. "Amaya, please, you have to tell me who did this to you."
I managed to choke out a few words between sobs. "I-I d-don't know. I'm sorry."
He sighed. "That's okay, koishii."
"Sh-she wanted my help." I said.
"Who?"
"Th-the girl." I said, before another wave of white-hot pain tore through my entire body this time.
I cried out, and I could sense Youko getting more and more distressed with each cry that I made.
"Don't talk, okay? Midori and Kuronue will be back soon with a healer."
"She said h-he was going to k-kill her." I whimpered.
"Koishii, please…" He said quietly.
Midori came running back into the room. "Over here!"
A woman came running over, still in her sleeping yukata. She had short sky blue hair, pulled into a ponytail, and matching eyes. She touched Youko's shoulder lightly. "Let me see her."
Youko gently set me back down on the futon, and backed away so that the woman could get to me.
She kneeled beside me, and looked at my wound. She sighed, and turned back to the others. "I'll have to remove her yukata. If you gentlemen will kindly leave the room."
Kuronue nodded, and left, but Youko didn't.
"Sir, please-"
"I'm her mate, onna. I can stay." He said, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Midori glared at him. "Kurama! You can come back in after we've gotten her under the covers, okay?"
He gave me one last look, and left reluctantly. He stopped before Midori, and added, "You'd better let me know as soon as she's under the covers, got that?"
She nodded, and he left.
Midori helped the woman remove my kimono, and I tried my best not to cry out.
They got me under the covers, and then they called Youko back in. The woman then pressed her entire palm onto my wound, and I bit my lip once more. It bled, and I feared that I would bite through it.
But a cool feeling washed over my body, chasing the pain away.
I relaxed, and stopped biting my lip. The woman sighed, and let go of my arm.
"That's the best that I can do, I'm afraid." She turned back to Youko, Midori, and Kuronue (I didn't remember him entering the room - then again, all I really could remember was the intense pain).
Youko walked over to me, and sat down. He brushed my bangs out of my face, and he looked over at the healer. "Are you sure that's all that you can do?"
She nodded. "I'm sorry, but your mate's wound was strange. How did she get it?"
Mate? What does that mean? I thought idly, feeling unusually tired.
He shook his head. "I don't know."
The healer looked confused. "You…don't know?"
He growled. "If I did, then the person that did this to her would be long dead by now."
She cowered back slightly. "I'm sorry. It was not my place."
He snorted. "If I find out that you could do more, but chose not to, then it'll be your head, onna."
I'd never heard him talk like that…so cruel, yet so serious.
She paled, and nodded. She stood and scurried out of the room.
"How much did she actually heal?" Kuronue asked, joining Youko by my bedside.
He sighed. "She closed up the wound, but it'll still feel like it's fresh because it wasn't healed all the way. We need to get it wrapped up."
Kuronue nodded. "Right. I'll go find some."
Midori piped up. "I'll go with you!"
They left together, leaving Youko and I by ourselves.
"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?" He asked softly, his face showing some emotion that I'd never seen on it before - I couldn't tell what it was though. Concern? No, I'd seen him concerned before. I wasn't sure what he was feeling…
"I can't feel it. It's numb." I said.
"You said something about someone getting killed." He said.
"Yeah. The woman that I saw. She said that someone was going to kill her." I replied quietly.
"What woman? What are you talking about?" He asked.
"The woman from my dream."
No, that was too real to be a dream. Much too real. I could smell the blood and mildew.
Youko was silent for a minute. "What did she look like?"
"Long black hair, bluish-green eyes, and she was wearing a brown yukata." I said.
He nodded. "Could you tell where she was?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Okay. Well, what else happened?" He asked.
"It started with me in this room, and the woman was there, chained to the wall. Her hands were being held above her head. She looked up at me, and asked me to help her. I asked her a few questions, like where we were, and who had done this to her, but she suddenly panicked and told me to run. To wake up." I paused. "And then there was this terrible, burning pain in my shoulder, and I woke up."
"You got injured…in your dream?"
"It was too real to be a dream, Kurama." I said. "It had to be something else. But what else could it possibly be?"
He looked thoughtful. "I'm not sure."
"Oh."
"Damn!"
I jumped, and winced at the pain that that movement caused my shoulder.
He seemed to notice this. "Gomen, Amaya. I just wish that Hiei would have stayed around at least for this. He would know what was going on."
"I…"
"What?"
"I miss him…" I said quietly.
He sighed. "I know, Amaya."
"Do you really think that he'll ever come back?" I asked, looking over at him.
"I'm…not sure."
"Oh."
I looked up at the ceiling, and Youko looked down at the bed.
"Amaya, we should get you into a different futon. This one's…this one's covered in blood." He said, touching the place where the blood was.
"Could you hand me my spare yukata?" I asked, pointing with my uninjured arm.
He nodded, and handed it to me. I put it on from underneath the covers, and tried my best not to scream again as I pulled my injured arm into the sleeve. When I was sure that any nakedness of mine was covered, I let Youko help me up off of the futon. I winced when he accidentally touched my shoulder, but I didn't cry out.
He stopped and looked down at me. He gently touched my lower lip. "You're bleeding."
I nodded. "I bit my lip too hard while you were examining my shoulder."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said.
"I know." I smiled at him.
He gently kissed me, and I closed my eyes. We hadn't kissed in so long…
The door started to open, and he quickly pulled away, much to my disappointment.
Kuronue and Midori entered, and she held out a roll of bandages. "Here."
She tossed it, and Youko caught it.
"Thanks."
Midori smirked slyly. "So, should we let you two bunk together tonight?"
He glared at her. "Not for the same reason that you're implying."
Kuronue grinned. "Right, right! Sure, you say that when Amaya's in the room, but we all know what you really want."
Youko growled, and Kuronue just laughed. I was blushing though.
"Relax, fox! I was just kidding!" He said. "Besides, Midori and I can just sleep in the other room. I know that you're going to want to make sure that Amaya-chan doesn't get hurt again."
Kuronue smiled at me. "Well, goodnight, Amaya."
I smiled back. "Oyasumi nasai [good night], Kuronue-kun."
Midori grinned. "Remember, kiddies, don't be too loud because some of us will be trying to sleep!"
I blushed again, and Youko growled menacingly.
"Get out, Midori!"
She laughed, and skipped out of the room, dragging Kuronue with her.
Youko snorted, and shut the door.
He sighed, and looked back at me. I giggled.
"She's really funny!" I said.
He smiled slightly. "At least you aren't crying. It's better to see you laughing."
I smiled at him. "Well, I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
I looked over at Midori's futon, then back at mine.
"But where are you going to sleep?" I asked.
"I'm not going to be sleeping. I'm going to be making sure that nothing else happens to you." He said.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah."
I sighed, and carefully got into the futon. He kneeled down beside me.
"Could you pull down your yukata so that I can wrap your shoulder?" He asked, unwinding some bandages.
I nodded, and pulled down my yukata enough for him to bandage my wound. When he finished, I straightened it out to cover my shoulder.
"Now get some sleep." Youko said.
I smiled. "Right."
I snuggled down into the covers, and closed my eyes. Youko blew out the candle that had been lit (I'm not sure when - I hadn't been paying much attention to my surroundings earlier).
It was quite for a minute, and I remembered what I had wanted to ask him earlier.
"Kurama-kun?"
"Hm?"
"You told that healer that I was your…um, what was it now…" I thought about it for a second. "Oh yes! That was it! Mate! You said that you were my mate. What does that mean?" I asked.
He was quiet for a minute before he replied. "Nothing."
"Nothing? She didn't seem to think it was nothing." I said. I was slightly angry that he wouldn't tell me. "If you don't tell me, then I'm going to ask Midori or Kuronue. Either way, I'll find out."
He sighed. "And I really don't want either of them to explain it."
"Well?"
"A mate is…well, the closest way to describe it is the way humans do - a husband. Or a wife." He said.
"But we aren't married." I said.
"Yeah, but I mean, we practically are." He said. He seemed to be withholding some part of his description, but I decided not to push him for it just yet. I would ask again later, and if he didn't tell me, then I would use my mental dominance to make him tell me.
"That all?" He asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Goodnight then."
"Goodnight, Kurama-kun."
I closed my eyes, and fell asleep, knowing that I was going to be safe with a certain gingitsune [silver kitsune] watching over me.
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Author's Notes: Poor Amaya! That was ouchie. But there was some fluff between her and Youko in this chapter. ^____^ He cares! He even called her koishii, which can mean darling, sweetheart, beloved, wanted, or cherished. A cutsey little pet name thing. I thought that it was really sweet!
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Chapter 3 : Amaya's POV
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The room that I was in was dark and dank, and smelled horribly of blood and mildew. I covered my nose with my hands in a failed attempt to block out the smell.
The walls were made of dark colored stones, and chains hung from the ceiling. I couldn't see a door from where I was standing, only a cylinder of stone in the center of the room.
A woman was sitting before it, facing me.
She was sitting on the ground, her knees tucked under her, but her wrists had chains on them, and thus her arms were being held above her head. Her head was bowed, and I couldn't see her face because her raven-colored hair hung in front of her face. Her hair was extremely long, and looked as though it reached to her ankles. She wore a battered brown yukata, through which blood was seeping in some places.
I took a step towards her, and she weakly lifted her head to look at me.
She was pretty, but still very beat-up looking. Her bluish-green eyes looked glazed over, and dull. Her pale face had several cuts and bruises.
"D…Daijobu ka?" I asked.
"Help me…"
"How?" I walked over to her, and examined the chains binding her wrists. I winced when I saw that they were raw and bleeding.
She sighed. "I have tried. These chains cannot be broken easily."
I kneeled down beside her. "Is there a key?"
"Only he has the key." She replied.
" 'He'?" I repeated.
She nodded. "The one keeping me here."
"Um, where is 'here'?" I asked.
"Hell."
I opened my mouth to ask her who she was, and how I got here, when suddenly her head snapped up and she looked past me.
"Kami-sama! Run, please!" She said, looking back at me.
"What?"
"Run, run! Get out of here! For heaven's sake, get away from here!" She exclaimed.
I started to stand, when suddenly a white-hot pain tore through my right shoulder, and I screamed.
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My eyes snapped open, and I saw Midori scrambling over to me.
"Amaya!" She exclaimed.
She looked at my shoulder, and her hands few over her mouth. "Kami!"
I closed my eyes in pain, and clutched at my shoulder, having absolutely no trouble feeling the blood coming from it. I started crying from the sheer pain.
The door flew open, and Kuronue and Youko ran in, both looking ready for battle.
Youko looked over at me, and cursed.
He ran over and pulled me into a sitting position, and I cried out again when my shoulder was moved. He gingerly moved it, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming. But it didn't hold back my sob.
"Damn it!" He exclaimed. He looked back at Midori. "How did this happen?"
"I don't know! Nobody was in the room! She just suddenly screamed, and when I woke up, her arm was bleeding all over the place!" She exclaimed.
"What did this to her arm?" Kuronue asked.
He looked back at me, and said gently. "Amaya-chan, koishii [beloved], I'm going to move your yukata, okay? Is that alright?"
I nodded, my voice still lost with my pain.
He gently took my yukata and moved it off of my shoulder. It pulled at the wound as it went, and I bit my lip until it bled. I looked away from the flesh, and buried my face into his chest.
"I know that it hurts, koishii, and I'm sorry." He said quietly. "I'm almost done."
He lightly touched my wound, and I bit down even harder, the salty blood entering my mouth, and probably getting on Youko's shirt as well. But it didn't matter to me. Biting my lip distracted me from the pain in my arm.
"It looks like...like something pierced right through her shoulder, and burned it as well." He said.
I started crying again, and he stroked my hair comfortingly. "Shhh…I know, I know, koishii." He looked back at Kuronue and Midori. "Quickly, go get a healer."
They nodded, and left.
Youko sat there, stroking my hair. "Amaya, please, you have to tell me who did this to you."
I managed to choke out a few words between sobs. "I-I d-don't know. I'm sorry."
He sighed. "That's okay, koishii."
"Sh-she wanted my help." I said.
"Who?"
"Th-the girl." I said, before another wave of white-hot pain tore through my entire body this time.
I cried out, and I could sense Youko getting more and more distressed with each cry that I made.
"Don't talk, okay? Midori and Kuronue will be back soon with a healer."
"She said h-he was going to k-kill her." I whimpered.
"Koishii, please…" He said quietly.
Midori came running back into the room. "Over here!"
A woman came running over, still in her sleeping yukata. She had short sky blue hair, pulled into a ponytail, and matching eyes. She touched Youko's shoulder lightly. "Let me see her."
Youko gently set me back down on the futon, and backed away so that the woman could get to me.
She kneeled beside me, and looked at my wound. She sighed, and turned back to the others. "I'll have to remove her yukata. If you gentlemen will kindly leave the room."
Kuronue nodded, and left, but Youko didn't.
"Sir, please-"
"I'm her mate, onna. I can stay." He said, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Midori glared at him. "Kurama! You can come back in after we've gotten her under the covers, okay?"
He gave me one last look, and left reluctantly. He stopped before Midori, and added, "You'd better let me know as soon as she's under the covers, got that?"
She nodded, and he left.
Midori helped the woman remove my kimono, and I tried my best not to cry out.
They got me under the covers, and then they called Youko back in. The woman then pressed her entire palm onto my wound, and I bit my lip once more. It bled, and I feared that I would bite through it.
But a cool feeling washed over my body, chasing the pain away.
I relaxed, and stopped biting my lip. The woman sighed, and let go of my arm.
"That's the best that I can do, I'm afraid." She turned back to Youko, Midori, and Kuronue (I didn't remember him entering the room - then again, all I really could remember was the intense pain).
Youko walked over to me, and sat down. He brushed my bangs out of my face, and he looked over at the healer. "Are you sure that's all that you can do?"
She nodded. "I'm sorry, but your mate's wound was strange. How did she get it?"
Mate? What does that mean? I thought idly, feeling unusually tired.
He shook his head. "I don't know."
The healer looked confused. "You…don't know?"
He growled. "If I did, then the person that did this to her would be long dead by now."
She cowered back slightly. "I'm sorry. It was not my place."
He snorted. "If I find out that you could do more, but chose not to, then it'll be your head, onna."
I'd never heard him talk like that…so cruel, yet so serious.
She paled, and nodded. She stood and scurried out of the room.
"How much did she actually heal?" Kuronue asked, joining Youko by my bedside.
He sighed. "She closed up the wound, but it'll still feel like it's fresh because it wasn't healed all the way. We need to get it wrapped up."
Kuronue nodded. "Right. I'll go find some."
Midori piped up. "I'll go with you!"
They left together, leaving Youko and I by ourselves.
"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?" He asked softly, his face showing some emotion that I'd never seen on it before - I couldn't tell what it was though. Concern? No, I'd seen him concerned before. I wasn't sure what he was feeling…
"I can't feel it. It's numb." I said.
"You said something about someone getting killed." He said.
"Yeah. The woman that I saw. She said that someone was going to kill her." I replied quietly.
"What woman? What are you talking about?" He asked.
"The woman from my dream."
No, that was too real to be a dream. Much too real. I could smell the blood and mildew.
Youko was silent for a minute. "What did she look like?"
"Long black hair, bluish-green eyes, and she was wearing a brown yukata." I said.
He nodded. "Could you tell where she was?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Okay. Well, what else happened?" He asked.
"It started with me in this room, and the woman was there, chained to the wall. Her hands were being held above her head. She looked up at me, and asked me to help her. I asked her a few questions, like where we were, and who had done this to her, but she suddenly panicked and told me to run. To wake up." I paused. "And then there was this terrible, burning pain in my shoulder, and I woke up."
"You got injured…in your dream?"
"It was too real to be a dream, Kurama." I said. "It had to be something else. But what else could it possibly be?"
He looked thoughtful. "I'm not sure."
"Oh."
"Damn!"
I jumped, and winced at the pain that that movement caused my shoulder.
He seemed to notice this. "Gomen, Amaya. I just wish that Hiei would have stayed around at least for this. He would know what was going on."
"I…"
"What?"
"I miss him…" I said quietly.
He sighed. "I know, Amaya."
"Do you really think that he'll ever come back?" I asked, looking over at him.
"I'm…not sure."
"Oh."
I looked up at the ceiling, and Youko looked down at the bed.
"Amaya, we should get you into a different futon. This one's…this one's covered in blood." He said, touching the place where the blood was.
"Could you hand me my spare yukata?" I asked, pointing with my uninjured arm.
He nodded, and handed it to me. I put it on from underneath the covers, and tried my best not to scream again as I pulled my injured arm into the sleeve. When I was sure that any nakedness of mine was covered, I let Youko help me up off of the futon. I winced when he accidentally touched my shoulder, but I didn't cry out.
He stopped and looked down at me. He gently touched my lower lip. "You're bleeding."
I nodded. "I bit my lip too hard while you were examining my shoulder."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said.
"I know." I smiled at him.
He gently kissed me, and I closed my eyes. We hadn't kissed in so long…
The door started to open, and he quickly pulled away, much to my disappointment.
Kuronue and Midori entered, and she held out a roll of bandages. "Here."
She tossed it, and Youko caught it.
"Thanks."
Midori smirked slyly. "So, should we let you two bunk together tonight?"
He glared at her. "Not for the same reason that you're implying."
Kuronue grinned. "Right, right! Sure, you say that when Amaya's in the room, but we all know what you really want."
Youko growled, and Kuronue just laughed. I was blushing though.
"Relax, fox! I was just kidding!" He said. "Besides, Midori and I can just sleep in the other room. I know that you're going to want to make sure that Amaya-chan doesn't get hurt again."
Kuronue smiled at me. "Well, goodnight, Amaya."
I smiled back. "Oyasumi nasai [good night], Kuronue-kun."
Midori grinned. "Remember, kiddies, don't be too loud because some of us will be trying to sleep!"
I blushed again, and Youko growled menacingly.
"Get out, Midori!"
She laughed, and skipped out of the room, dragging Kuronue with her.
Youko snorted, and shut the door.
He sighed, and looked back at me. I giggled.
"She's really funny!" I said.
He smiled slightly. "At least you aren't crying. It's better to see you laughing."
I smiled at him. "Well, I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
I looked over at Midori's futon, then back at mine.
"But where are you going to sleep?" I asked.
"I'm not going to be sleeping. I'm going to be making sure that nothing else happens to you." He said.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah."
I sighed, and carefully got into the futon. He kneeled down beside me.
"Could you pull down your yukata so that I can wrap your shoulder?" He asked, unwinding some bandages.
I nodded, and pulled down my yukata enough for him to bandage my wound. When he finished, I straightened it out to cover my shoulder.
"Now get some sleep." Youko said.
I smiled. "Right."
I snuggled down into the covers, and closed my eyes. Youko blew out the candle that had been lit (I'm not sure when - I hadn't been paying much attention to my surroundings earlier).
It was quite for a minute, and I remembered what I had wanted to ask him earlier.
"Kurama-kun?"
"Hm?"
"You told that healer that I was your…um, what was it now…" I thought about it for a second. "Oh yes! That was it! Mate! You said that you were my mate. What does that mean?" I asked.
He was quiet for a minute before he replied. "Nothing."
"Nothing? She didn't seem to think it was nothing." I said. I was slightly angry that he wouldn't tell me. "If you don't tell me, then I'm going to ask Midori or Kuronue. Either way, I'll find out."
He sighed. "And I really don't want either of them to explain it."
"Well?"
"A mate is…well, the closest way to describe it is the way humans do - a husband. Or a wife." He said.
"But we aren't married." I said.
"Yeah, but I mean, we practically are." He said. He seemed to be withholding some part of his description, but I decided not to push him for it just yet. I would ask again later, and if he didn't tell me, then I would use my mental dominance to make him tell me.
"That all?" He asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Goodnight then."
"Goodnight, Kurama-kun."
I closed my eyes, and fell asleep, knowing that I was going to be safe with a certain gingitsune [silver kitsune] watching over me.
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Author's Notes: Poor Amaya! That was ouchie. But there was some fluff between her and Youko in this chapter. ^____^ He cares! He even called her koishii, which can mean darling, sweetheart, beloved, wanted, or cherished. A cutsey little pet name thing. I thought that it was really sweet!
IMPORTANT! I may not be able to update for a while, due to the fact that we're really busy selling our house. But it probably won't be that long until the next update : a week, tops. Put me on your author alert, and then you can know as soon as I update. Actually, since so many people seem to be interested in this story, I'm thinking about starting a mailing list. If you don't have a pen name on FF.Net, then leave your e-mail address in the review, adn I'll sned you an e-mail as soon as I update. How does that sound?
Thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter!
Riyo-Hikaru : Kuronue is definitely very immature, yet still adorable in that chapter!
FieryKitsune : Yeah, those kind are the best! That's probably my favorite scene of any story that I have ever written! I cracked up just writing it! Oh, and I agree with you! Kuronue IS sexy!
Kagome0102 : Yes, they were acting like a bunch of "girls" weren't they? That's what makes it so funny. Oh, and I update quickly because I really enjoy writing this story, and once I feel as thought I've gotten a certain amount of reviews (usually four or five) I post the next chapter. So it's mostly because all of you review so darn fast! Seriously! I post a chapter at like 9:30 at night, and when I wake up in the morning, I've already got about four reviews! All of you make me so happy like that! Light up my mornings, LOL!
Katie E. : Are you serious? That's really funny! Thanks for the review!
Naoko-san : Well, he does, but he comes back…
DarkVixenNisha : Thanks!
Shessha's Crazy : Thank you! Here's another chapter for you!
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