Charms
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Chapter 21
@You smell like him@ a tiny white chibi thing with black holes for eyes and mouth spoke in strange tones. If Kurama were just human, he may not have heard it at all. @You do, you smell like him.@ Another said there were so many of them.
The ash never stirred when they rose out of the ground as tiny lights. They still glowed but they took an apperance similar to this one with small differences of strangely shaped heads and faces. Oddly, Kurama felt a pulling of his energy from his finger tips.
"uh," he snatched his hand close to his chest and wrapped it again with a torn bit of cloth. One of the tiny things jerked back from his reaction. As it floated back, it's color changed. From the white like a ghost, to the delicate pink of a cherry blossom.
It giggled and swirled around, seemingly refreshed. The other's looked at the pink one, filled with jealousy. They all turned to Kurama with twisted smiling faces, giggling, not unlike the pink one.
@Blood@I want blood too@give me blood@give us you're blood@ The tiny sprites drew nearer in a shifting crowd.
"Wait!" Kurama's mind was going as fast as his eyes could search the mob that was ready to take what they wanted from him.
@Wait?@Did he say wait?@who cares@
@no, he'll kill us this time@ one said frantically
@that's not him it's the one he sent@how do you know@get him now, don't let him kill us@
"I don't want to kill you." Kurama yelled over the advancing things.
@kill him@I've never killed before@don't worry it's easy@okay@
"Please! I've come in search of Rinroga. I must find him." This plea seemed to buy him some time.
@rinroga? what's that?@I think it's someone's name@oh really?@I think so@
"I was told he's in this tree!" Kurama pointed with his not so injured hand.
@how does he know that?@It could be a trick@did somebody say something?@he said there's a ringoga in our home@what@Ryuragman?@ @he said Jimbaga@No he said..@can we take his blood already?@
"You're home?" green eyes spotted something in the black column splattered with red. His blood was disappearing! He could feel the faint energies of something much older than any ancient tree. "What is that?"
The little things weren't listening to Kurama. They advanced and in this moment he was torn. He felt two different forces but similar, advancing. He wasn't sure whether to attack or defend. All at once each little creature turned. Their head's jerked making funny clicking noises to welcome a tiny sprout on that pillar of ash.
"..." Kurama kept his stance ready for attack or defense. Would this thing try and take his blood like these tiny creatures? The arboreal sprites began to gather around it and Kurama quickly became one of the crowd, ignored. The white spirits clicked and hummed making noise more than actual music.
The pink sprite tumbled over the others and touched the small leaf. The sprout glowed as it grew just a bit larger and the sprite was once again a ghostly white. Where these things communicating with it? Encouraging it to grow for them.
After a moment, several of the creatures turned to Kurama, Who took a step back. //what now?// The clicking and humming seemed to take on a pattern of sorts. //are they casting a spell?// There was a strange smell in the air the red head hadn't noticed before.
{"What does it want?"
"You'll know when you find the creature...You'll sense it... penetrate the air and infect the scent of it's blossoms." Genkai had told him.}
//It's sweet.// Kurama's vison began to blur. Stumbling forward, he caught himself instinctually. //What's happening?// The little things danced round him now, like falling cherry blossoms in a gentle wind. //These creatures// the red head realized //they are...it's blossoms. Rinroga's blossoms.// They hummed and clicked, prancing and dancing in patterns that became a lullaby.
"I've got to..." Kurama reached for the rose seed in his hair. Extending his spirit energy to it, a gorgeous red rose blossomed. He rolled the crimson petals in between his fingers breaking up the flower. The creatures were relentless and the spell might subdue him at any moment, he had to act fast.
In a grand wave of his arm the rose petals filled the air with their scent. He immidiately felt his strength return, his senses were clearer. Some of the tiny creatures began to frown and looked around hopelessly confused. Kurama extended his rose whip, knowing he couldn't just break through this crowd, he waited.
"I need to talk to Rinroga." he announced his determination.
The energy welling up in the small sprout rising from the column of charcoal began to shift and writhe. This was it, it had to be that ancient creature Genkai was talking about. He could sense the desire for life, for blood radiating from it. It was getting frustrated.
The tiny white chibi's charged scrambling for even the mearist drop of blood. He flicked his wrist and sent the closest ones flying. In just a few moments he had gathered the energy for a sheild, surrounding him in a bubble of invisible protection. The little army tried touching the barrier and were repelled with a *zap*.
"Sorry." Kurama gave some warning flicks of this whip to a few sprites that had come uncomfortably close. "My blood's not free." The energy changed from greed to curiosity. //yes, it was willing to bargin.// "I want something and you want something, lets make a deal." If a plant could grin, the sprout grinned.
I'm writing another fic! It's a dragon knights fic called 'candle in the window' please read this one too. Thank you every one who has left me reviews! Please leave more!
Chapter 21
@You smell like him@ a tiny white chibi thing with black holes for eyes and mouth spoke in strange tones. If Kurama were just human, he may not have heard it at all. @You do, you smell like him.@ Another said there were so many of them.
The ash never stirred when they rose out of the ground as tiny lights. They still glowed but they took an apperance similar to this one with small differences of strangely shaped heads and faces. Oddly, Kurama felt a pulling of his energy from his finger tips.
"uh," he snatched his hand close to his chest and wrapped it again with a torn bit of cloth. One of the tiny things jerked back from his reaction. As it floated back, it's color changed. From the white like a ghost, to the delicate pink of a cherry blossom.
It giggled and swirled around, seemingly refreshed. The other's looked at the pink one, filled with jealousy. They all turned to Kurama with twisted smiling faces, giggling, not unlike the pink one.
@Blood@I want blood too@give me blood@give us you're blood@ The tiny sprites drew nearer in a shifting crowd.
"Wait!" Kurama's mind was going as fast as his eyes could search the mob that was ready to take what they wanted from him.
@Wait?@Did he say wait?@who cares@
@no, he'll kill us this time@ one said frantically
@that's not him it's the one he sent@how do you know@get him now, don't let him kill us@
"I don't want to kill you." Kurama yelled over the advancing things.
@kill him@I've never killed before@don't worry it's easy@okay@
"Please! I've come in search of Rinroga. I must find him." This plea seemed to buy him some time.
@rinroga? what's that?@I think it's someone's name@oh really?@I think so@
"I was told he's in this tree!" Kurama pointed with his not so injured hand.
@how does he know that?@It could be a trick@did somebody say something?@he said there's a ringoga in our home@what@Ryuragman?@ @he said Jimbaga@No he said..@can we take his blood already?@
"You're home?" green eyes spotted something in the black column splattered with red. His blood was disappearing! He could feel the faint energies of something much older than any ancient tree. "What is that?"
The little things weren't listening to Kurama. They advanced and in this moment he was torn. He felt two different forces but similar, advancing. He wasn't sure whether to attack or defend. All at once each little creature turned. Their head's jerked making funny clicking noises to welcome a tiny sprout on that pillar of ash.
"..." Kurama kept his stance ready for attack or defense. Would this thing try and take his blood like these tiny creatures? The arboreal sprites began to gather around it and Kurama quickly became one of the crowd, ignored. The white spirits clicked and hummed making noise more than actual music.
The pink sprite tumbled over the others and touched the small leaf. The sprout glowed as it grew just a bit larger and the sprite was once again a ghostly white. Where these things communicating with it? Encouraging it to grow for them.
After a moment, several of the creatures turned to Kurama, Who took a step back. //what now?// The clicking and humming seemed to take on a pattern of sorts. //are they casting a spell?// There was a strange smell in the air the red head hadn't noticed before.
{"What does it want?"
"You'll know when you find the creature...You'll sense it... penetrate the air and infect the scent of it's blossoms." Genkai had told him.}
//It's sweet.// Kurama's vison began to blur. Stumbling forward, he caught himself instinctually. //What's happening?// The little things danced round him now, like falling cherry blossoms in a gentle wind. //These creatures// the red head realized //they are...it's blossoms. Rinroga's blossoms.// They hummed and clicked, prancing and dancing in patterns that became a lullaby.
"I've got to..." Kurama reached for the rose seed in his hair. Extending his spirit energy to it, a gorgeous red rose blossomed. He rolled the crimson petals in between his fingers breaking up the flower. The creatures were relentless and the spell might subdue him at any moment, he had to act fast.
In a grand wave of his arm the rose petals filled the air with their scent. He immidiately felt his strength return, his senses were clearer. Some of the tiny creatures began to frown and looked around hopelessly confused. Kurama extended his rose whip, knowing he couldn't just break through this crowd, he waited.
"I need to talk to Rinroga." he announced his determination.
The energy welling up in the small sprout rising from the column of charcoal began to shift and writhe. This was it, it had to be that ancient creature Genkai was talking about. He could sense the desire for life, for blood radiating from it. It was getting frustrated.
The tiny white chibi's charged scrambling for even the mearist drop of blood. He flicked his wrist and sent the closest ones flying. In just a few moments he had gathered the energy for a sheild, surrounding him in a bubble of invisible protection. The little army tried touching the barrier and were repelled with a *zap*.
"Sorry." Kurama gave some warning flicks of this whip to a few sprites that had come uncomfortably close. "My blood's not free." The energy changed from greed to curiosity. //yes, it was willing to bargin.// "I want something and you want something, lets make a deal." If a plant could grin, the sprout grinned.