Chapter 6
Morning crept up upon them with an upsetting morning of rain and thunder. Normally Kurama would have slept onward, dreaming of the morning showers in the forest and the smell of wet grass and earth in his garden, but Katsumi reacted in a way that denied him that little pleasure. With every crack of thunder she tried to stifle a scream, and tightened her grip upon him, burying her face in his chest. "WHAA! I HATE THUNDER!" As she said this a streak of lightning hit very close to the house, lighting up the entire room in white light, followed by an earsplitting crack. Katsumi screamed and jumped out of bed, landing on the floor with a thump.
Kurama meanwhile calmly looked over the side of the bed, seeing that for the moment she seemed to have knocked herself out cold, a soft 'nyah...' escaping from her lips. "Hmm...well I guess there is something you are afraid of." He climbed down from the bed and sat down next to her, holding her head in his arms and waiting for her to wake up. All he had to do was wait for the next thunderclap and she opened her eyes abruptly and clung to him. "KURAMA! MAKE THE THUNDER STOP!!" he begged. Again, it seemed he had turned into more of the father than the boyfriend in the relationship, though he didn't really figure Katsumi would admit to anyone she had a boyfriend.
He rubbed her head slowly, making soft noises as he did so. "It's alright Katsumi-chan...it wont hurt you, but Im afraid I cant control the weather, only plants." She pouted loudly and buried her face in his chest. "Though I must admit, I didn't think you were afraid of anything." she sat up quickly and crossed her arms. "Its true! I'm the mighty fearless Katsumi! I fear no man nor element!" But as she finished another sharp crack echoed through the house and she let out another loud scream, covering her ears and hiding on him and whimpering softly. He simply hugged her tightly. "Well, you could have fooled me with all of that girlish screaming." But her only response was a half hearted "Your dead when this storm is over" to which he chuckled softly.
But the storm didn't end, the thunder at least died away in the distance, but the rain on the other hand, seemed to only increase in its intensity. But thankfully, the steady pouring of rain seemed to relax Katsumi's nerves, and her screaming stopped. They were both sitting on the outside walkway, watching as those that did go outside ran this way and that with soggy newspapers covering their already soaked heads and trying desperately to stay dry underneath their rain slickers. "I wonder where they are heading off to." Katsumi blinked softly and looked to Kurama for the answer. "Well, to work I suppose, I doubt most businesses would close just because of a little rain you know...which reminds me, don't you have to go to work?" She eeped slightly and looked at him. "Well...um...I don't really have a job in that sense...more of um...I wait for someone to call me and stuff." She looked away and pointed to a man in a bright yellow rain slicker as he tried to keep it on him despite the fierce wind. "Ouuu I wonder if he'll slip and fall in that puddle!"
Kurama stared at her. "What do you mean by that? What exactly is it that you do?" He just now noted that he had no idea as to what she did to earn money. He himself ran a small nursery on the edge of town, usually he would sell it to someone and then move to a new town every year or so, but he doubted he would be doing that this year. She remained quiet a few more moments, watching the man in the yellow coat as he walked past, having missed the puddle, much to her dissatisfaction. She looked at him, her ruby eyes shining softly, an air of seriousness having replaced her usual air of 'whatverness' He tilted her head towards the living room. "I'll...i'll show you what it is I do." she sounded as if she was regretting doing this, and it worried him a little. What could she possibly do that makes her act like this? She doesn't sell herself does she? He shook this thought away. She was flirtatious yes, but she didn't act like a prostitute, at least, he thought she didn't. He didn't really have any knowledge of those types of things.
She led him inside and over to the large wall that was covered in a wide array of swords, staffs, spears, and other weapons. She pulled off the lone pair of gloves and put them on her hands. Her fingers fit snuggly around the ends, a pair of seemingly ordinary fingerless gloves he thought. "I'm an assassin...I get a call and someone dies the same night...that's what I do for a living...I end it for someone else." Her hands clenched and unclenched, her palms rubbing together and pulling away. He heard what he thought was wire becoming taunt, and saw a glint of what seemed to be monowire connected at her palms. "If my claws don't get them, these will." At hearing about her claws, her touched the spot where she touched him the night they met. "What do you mean by your claws?" He looked from her to her hands. "They're poisonous...and at the same time drip acid...I don't really know how it works, but I can do it instinctively," she watched as he touched his neck, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you, you weren't my enemy." She smiled weakly, but it was clear that it took her great effort to do it. She ripped the gloves away and tossed them to the floor, walking away quickly and sealing herself inside her room.
He was to stunned to react, he simply watched her leave, staring now at the gloves as they laid there, looking so innocent and harmless. She ends lives to live her own...she's a hired assassin a contract killer...but...she looked so innocent, how? He shook his head, kneeling down and picking up the gloves. He smelled the feint scent of blood from them as he held it close. It as like she tried to wash the smell away as best she could, but never managing to get rid of it completely. He placed them back on the wall, trying to place them in the way he remembered they were placed. He didn't know why, but he didn't feel the way he thought he would at learning all this. Normally, he thought he would be upset, learning that someone he cared about lived by killing others, but he didn't feel that way now. He was calm, thoughtful, and to his surprise, hopeful. She didn't seem to like her work, but he went on with it, doing her best to live her life outside that little secret. She seemed so happy with her friends, when they were taking a walk, when they bathed...despite her sadness, she smiled. He turned and walked slowly to her room. He heard her soft crying, though he knew she was trying her best to stop. He tried to open the door, but found it was locked. "Katsumi-chan...may I come in? Please? I want to talk to you..."
She cried softly still. She knew he was going to leave her. Despite what he told her last night, she knew he wanted to get as far away from her and her way of life. Shedding want him to know about any of it, she knew that he would leave her, just like her friends would leave if they ever found out. Why couldn't I just make up a lie like I did for Neesha and the others? But she knew why, he had been honest with her about his feelings, and she felt she had to be honest about something as well. She turned her head towards the door. "J-j-just go already!" she said through her soft sobs "I know you want to leave me so just do it! I don't want to hear an explanation as to why! Please...I don't want you to have to look at me..." She hugged her knees tightly and buried her face in her knees, her fox ears hanging lowly her tails having lost their spirit and laying on the bed as if dead. He heard his footsteps as they left the hallway. She heard the door open and close and knew he had left. She looked at the bed, eyeing his sleeping pants next to her night gown. This only caused her to cry even more. Large tears sliding down her face. "Please...don't leave me alone.." was all she could say now, but she knew he couldn't hear her, that he was already gone and never coming back.
The window to her room sprang up suddenly, causing her to jump and eep slightly. A figure climbed inside her room and landed on the floor with a thump and a groan of pain. She recognized this voice. "Kurama?" The figure groaned and stood up slowly and shivered slightly. "The one and only, copied perhaps but never duplicated. Well, I guess they both mean the same thing so perhaps Ill just stick with yes its me, ne?" He turned on the lamp on her nightstand and she saw that he was completely soaked through from the water outside. He could tell that she seemed shocked he was here. "Is something the matter Katsumi-chan?" She only stared blankly at him and then looked to his red pants and handed them to him. "I guess...you came for these right?" She looked away quickly, staring now at her night gown as it laid by itself. She felt him as he moved towards the door, but was surprised to feel him sit down behind her, and even more surprised to feel his hands wrap around her waist as e hugged her tightly.
He laid his head against her, knowing she was probably getting soaked from him. "I came here for you...I could care less about a pair of pants...I can find those anywhere...but I doubt I found find you anywhere else. What did I tell you before? I will always love you, no matter what happens." He kissed her neck softly. "And I would be a liar if I stopped loving you because of your line of work." She leaned back against him, lying down a little so she could look at him. Her cheeks glistened with ears, but her lips were curled in a smile, though it took all she had not to cry even more. "I...I..Lo...." She leaned up quickly, hugging him tightly, her entire weight thrown against him, knocking him over on his back on the bed. "I love you Kurama...I love you so much..." She cried loudly now, her tears running freely. Never in her life had she felt like this. Her heart burned, her entire body seemed to be engrossed in a numbing fire. Her mind was hazy but so alert at the same time. She hurt all over, but in the back of her mind she wanted it to hurt more, because she knew it was a good kind of hurt. A hurt that meant you were so in love you didn't know what to do with it all. He hugged her tightly in return, kissing her cheek softly. "Ai shiteru....Katsumi-chan." was all he said, content now just to hold her, not caring if he never had to let go.
breaks down Finally! I managed to get the next chapter finished! (go me!
=n.n;=) Sorry it took so long, but I didn't have much free time as I finally got a new job and that mixed with school doesn't give me much time
to write or anything else. I didn't think I would make Katsumi give her love confession so soon after Kurama, but I guess this is what happens when you let your fingers do your typing while listening to love songs and stuff
x.X; (Well, right now I'm listening to Evenescance so I dunno ) Anyway, I'm probably gonna start introducing more people into he story with he next chapter. (Like Neesha and some other of Kit-kats friends! Whee!) Now its probably a little late to write this, but better than never. ahem Kurama belongs to Funimation and all the wonderful people that on it, while
KAtsumi is a character created by Hollie, who is mah Girlfriend -.- (well, I think she is anyway, ask her and you might get another answer ;-; She's so mean to me!) Some characters in the story will be based on people I know and people she knows (I suck at making characters almost as much as
I do at writing romance stories.) Anyway, feel free to tell me your thoughts about the story so far, and add any requests you would like to see
happen. (No R rated stuff though! At least not until after chapter 10...maybe ;; ) That's all for now, so stay tuned for the next chapter!
Morning crept up upon them with an upsetting morning of rain and thunder. Normally Kurama would have slept onward, dreaming of the morning showers in the forest and the smell of wet grass and earth in his garden, but Katsumi reacted in a way that denied him that little pleasure. With every crack of thunder she tried to stifle a scream, and tightened her grip upon him, burying her face in his chest. "WHAA! I HATE THUNDER!" As she said this a streak of lightning hit very close to the house, lighting up the entire room in white light, followed by an earsplitting crack. Katsumi screamed and jumped out of bed, landing on the floor with a thump.
Kurama meanwhile calmly looked over the side of the bed, seeing that for the moment she seemed to have knocked herself out cold, a soft 'nyah...' escaping from her lips. "Hmm...well I guess there is something you are afraid of." He climbed down from the bed and sat down next to her, holding her head in his arms and waiting for her to wake up. All he had to do was wait for the next thunderclap and she opened her eyes abruptly and clung to him. "KURAMA! MAKE THE THUNDER STOP!!" he begged. Again, it seemed he had turned into more of the father than the boyfriend in the relationship, though he didn't really figure Katsumi would admit to anyone she had a boyfriend.
He rubbed her head slowly, making soft noises as he did so. "It's alright Katsumi-chan...it wont hurt you, but Im afraid I cant control the weather, only plants." She pouted loudly and buried her face in his chest. "Though I must admit, I didn't think you were afraid of anything." she sat up quickly and crossed her arms. "Its true! I'm the mighty fearless Katsumi! I fear no man nor element!" But as she finished another sharp crack echoed through the house and she let out another loud scream, covering her ears and hiding on him and whimpering softly. He simply hugged her tightly. "Well, you could have fooled me with all of that girlish screaming." But her only response was a half hearted "Your dead when this storm is over" to which he chuckled softly.
But the storm didn't end, the thunder at least died away in the distance, but the rain on the other hand, seemed to only increase in its intensity. But thankfully, the steady pouring of rain seemed to relax Katsumi's nerves, and her screaming stopped. They were both sitting on the outside walkway, watching as those that did go outside ran this way and that with soggy newspapers covering their already soaked heads and trying desperately to stay dry underneath their rain slickers. "I wonder where they are heading off to." Katsumi blinked softly and looked to Kurama for the answer. "Well, to work I suppose, I doubt most businesses would close just because of a little rain you know...which reminds me, don't you have to go to work?" She eeped slightly and looked at him. "Well...um...I don't really have a job in that sense...more of um...I wait for someone to call me and stuff." She looked away and pointed to a man in a bright yellow rain slicker as he tried to keep it on him despite the fierce wind. "Ouuu I wonder if he'll slip and fall in that puddle!"
Kurama stared at her. "What do you mean by that? What exactly is it that you do?" He just now noted that he had no idea as to what she did to earn money. He himself ran a small nursery on the edge of town, usually he would sell it to someone and then move to a new town every year or so, but he doubted he would be doing that this year. She remained quiet a few more moments, watching the man in the yellow coat as he walked past, having missed the puddle, much to her dissatisfaction. She looked at him, her ruby eyes shining softly, an air of seriousness having replaced her usual air of 'whatverness' He tilted her head towards the living room. "I'll...i'll show you what it is I do." she sounded as if she was regretting doing this, and it worried him a little. What could she possibly do that makes her act like this? She doesn't sell herself does she? He shook this thought away. She was flirtatious yes, but she didn't act like a prostitute, at least, he thought she didn't. He didn't really have any knowledge of those types of things.
She led him inside and over to the large wall that was covered in a wide array of swords, staffs, spears, and other weapons. She pulled off the lone pair of gloves and put them on her hands. Her fingers fit snuggly around the ends, a pair of seemingly ordinary fingerless gloves he thought. "I'm an assassin...I get a call and someone dies the same night...that's what I do for a living...I end it for someone else." Her hands clenched and unclenched, her palms rubbing together and pulling away. He heard what he thought was wire becoming taunt, and saw a glint of what seemed to be monowire connected at her palms. "If my claws don't get them, these will." At hearing about her claws, her touched the spot where she touched him the night they met. "What do you mean by your claws?" He looked from her to her hands. "They're poisonous...and at the same time drip acid...I don't really know how it works, but I can do it instinctively," she watched as he touched his neck, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you, you weren't my enemy." She smiled weakly, but it was clear that it took her great effort to do it. She ripped the gloves away and tossed them to the floor, walking away quickly and sealing herself inside her room.
He was to stunned to react, he simply watched her leave, staring now at the gloves as they laid there, looking so innocent and harmless. She ends lives to live her own...she's a hired assassin a contract killer...but...she looked so innocent, how? He shook his head, kneeling down and picking up the gloves. He smelled the feint scent of blood from them as he held it close. It as like she tried to wash the smell away as best she could, but never managing to get rid of it completely. He placed them back on the wall, trying to place them in the way he remembered they were placed. He didn't know why, but he didn't feel the way he thought he would at learning all this. Normally, he thought he would be upset, learning that someone he cared about lived by killing others, but he didn't feel that way now. He was calm, thoughtful, and to his surprise, hopeful. She didn't seem to like her work, but he went on with it, doing her best to live her life outside that little secret. She seemed so happy with her friends, when they were taking a walk, when they bathed...despite her sadness, she smiled. He turned and walked slowly to her room. He heard her soft crying, though he knew she was trying her best to stop. He tried to open the door, but found it was locked. "Katsumi-chan...may I come in? Please? I want to talk to you..."
She cried softly still. She knew he was going to leave her. Despite what he told her last night, she knew he wanted to get as far away from her and her way of life. Shedding want him to know about any of it, she knew that he would leave her, just like her friends would leave if they ever found out. Why couldn't I just make up a lie like I did for Neesha and the others? But she knew why, he had been honest with her about his feelings, and she felt she had to be honest about something as well. She turned her head towards the door. "J-j-just go already!" she said through her soft sobs "I know you want to leave me so just do it! I don't want to hear an explanation as to why! Please...I don't want you to have to look at me..." She hugged her knees tightly and buried her face in her knees, her fox ears hanging lowly her tails having lost their spirit and laying on the bed as if dead. He heard his footsteps as they left the hallway. She heard the door open and close and knew he had left. She looked at the bed, eyeing his sleeping pants next to her night gown. This only caused her to cry even more. Large tears sliding down her face. "Please...don't leave me alone.." was all she could say now, but she knew he couldn't hear her, that he was already gone and never coming back.
The window to her room sprang up suddenly, causing her to jump and eep slightly. A figure climbed inside her room and landed on the floor with a thump and a groan of pain. She recognized this voice. "Kurama?" The figure groaned and stood up slowly and shivered slightly. "The one and only, copied perhaps but never duplicated. Well, I guess they both mean the same thing so perhaps Ill just stick with yes its me, ne?" He turned on the lamp on her nightstand and she saw that he was completely soaked through from the water outside. He could tell that she seemed shocked he was here. "Is something the matter Katsumi-chan?" She only stared blankly at him and then looked to his red pants and handed them to him. "I guess...you came for these right?" She looked away quickly, staring now at her night gown as it laid by itself. She felt him as he moved towards the door, but was surprised to feel him sit down behind her, and even more surprised to feel his hands wrap around her waist as e hugged her tightly.
He laid his head against her, knowing she was probably getting soaked from him. "I came here for you...I could care less about a pair of pants...I can find those anywhere...but I doubt I found find you anywhere else. What did I tell you before? I will always love you, no matter what happens." He kissed her neck softly. "And I would be a liar if I stopped loving you because of your line of work." She leaned back against him, lying down a little so she could look at him. Her cheeks glistened with ears, but her lips were curled in a smile, though it took all she had not to cry even more. "I...I..Lo...." She leaned up quickly, hugging him tightly, her entire weight thrown against him, knocking him over on his back on the bed. "I love you Kurama...I love you so much..." She cried loudly now, her tears running freely. Never in her life had she felt like this. Her heart burned, her entire body seemed to be engrossed in a numbing fire. Her mind was hazy but so alert at the same time. She hurt all over, but in the back of her mind she wanted it to hurt more, because she knew it was a good kind of hurt. A hurt that meant you were so in love you didn't know what to do with it all. He hugged her tightly in return, kissing her cheek softly. "Ai shiteru....Katsumi-chan." was all he said, content now just to hold her, not caring if he never had to let go.
breaks down Finally! I managed to get the next chapter finished! (go me!
=n.n;=) Sorry it took so long, but I didn't have much free time as I finally got a new job and that mixed with school doesn't give me much time
to write or anything else. I didn't think I would make Katsumi give her love confession so soon after Kurama, but I guess this is what happens when you let your fingers do your typing while listening to love songs and stuff
x.X; (Well, right now I'm listening to Evenescance so I dunno ) Anyway, I'm probably gonna start introducing more people into he story with he next chapter. (Like Neesha and some other of Kit-kats friends! Whee!) Now its probably a little late to write this, but better than never. ahem Kurama belongs to Funimation and all the wonderful people that on it, while
KAtsumi is a character created by Hollie, who is mah Girlfriend -.- (well, I think she is anyway, ask her and you might get another answer ;-; She's so mean to me!) Some characters in the story will be based on people I know and people she knows (I suck at making characters almost as much as
I do at writing romance stories.) Anyway, feel free to tell me your thoughts about the story so far, and add any requests you would like to see
happen. (No R rated stuff though! At least not until after chapter 10...maybe ;; ) That's all for now, so stay tuned for the next chapter!