Charms
Yada yada yada yada ne. Eiri-san shakes her head. "What is she doing?" Yusuke asked. "She saw it on a tv show." Fuuyuki sipped tea. "What are you doing here?!" the brunet teenager jumped back. "Ara, I invited him." Hinageshi came in carrying a tray of snacks. "Was that wrong?" "Who invited you?!"
Chapter 37
Kurama had called and knocked on the Hazama main house door but there was no answer. //what does it mean?// A clump of snow crumbled from the vaulted wall top. //Did something happen? Am I too late?//
"Kurama? Is that you?"
"It can't be." Kurama's green eyes grew wide before he spun around to see the red headed girl who took Botan's place as spirit guide. "Hinageshi-san? What are you doing here?"
"Did I do something wrong?" She hopped off of her floating ore. "I've come to collect a soul from this house."
"Who?!"
"Who is it?" the door opened behind Kurama where a woman's voice asked quietly. "Who ever it is could you please leave. There's a curfew, you should be..." the red head turned around with the strawberry blond, still over his shoulder. "Young master Daiki!" The middle aged woman exclaimed and came out from the gates to hold the boy up from the other side. The fox demon was greatful for the help. "What happened?" Kurama glanced over his shoulder, only to see the snowy street. //Hinageshi.//
"He's been ill lately. I was taking care of him, but he asked to come and see Miku-chan is she alright?" Kurama asked. Although he was despirate for the answer, he tried to pretend he wasn't.
"Her health has never been good, but she's as well as a girl can be, given the circumstances." Kurama allowed himself to breath again. //She's alive. But then...who is Hinageshi supposed to collect?//
"Thank you for your kindness." Kurama bowed to the woman after they had gotten Daiki inside and they were both dressed in dry warm Yukata's. He had to be creative to hide the bright soul light. These robes did sheild the glow enough for adequate discretion.
"Not at all," she bowed in response. "You have done this family a great service by helping our young master."
"Forgive me, I'm a new friend to this family, so I'm afraid I've never met you. I'm used to Yuma answering the door for me you see."
"You knew Yuma then?" the woman looked at the teenager with simpathy in her eyes.
"Knew?" that sinking feeling was back again.
"Forgive me," she turned her eyes away. "Earlier today, before your arrival...Yuma had passed on."
"Yuma?" //Hinageshi has come to collect Yuma. The old man servant of the Hazama family. Miku-chan must be devistated. "I'm sorry for your loss." Kurama bowed deeply.
"Thank you for consideration." she nodded. "His passing was unexpected but...he led a full life. So please do not be greived, it was his age you see."
"I see." Silence passed between the teen and the middle aged woman before Kurama spoke again. "I know that Miku-chan was close to Yuma, is she...?"
"Well, that's always a matter of time, isn't it?"
"I suppose you're right." Green eyes looked over Daiki again. The live-in doctor took a look at him and had given him a kind of sedative for calming his unsteady breathing and occasional muscle spasums.
Dispite all of the man's experience and learning, that doctor couldn't find a physical reason for why Daiki was still sleeping. The soul had to be a part of the answer to that question but...what was happening to Daiki was more of a mystery than Kurama wanted to admit.
"Please follow me to the guest room you will be staying in." The middle aged woman guided the red headed teen.
As they walked down the hall, Kurama touched the bandages on his neck. They probably weren't necessary, but that doctor insisted. But the sting of his open wounds to the air, was probably nothing compared to the pain Miku-chan was probably going through right now.
"Excuse me. Would I be imposing to ask if I could see Miku-chan?" The teen used all of his charm to ask for this favor.
"I'm so sorry. She's with our master now." The woman explained. She did seem to want to allow it, but it wasn't a decision she could make. The red head understood. She slid the door to the guest room open and invited him in.
"I see." //Fuuyuki must be comforting her now.// Kurama remembered when the head of the Hazama family held that little girl so tight, asking her to never leave him. The fox demon wasn't sure that man was capable of love until that moment. "Perhaps another time then."
"Thank you for understanding." she nodded respectfully after laying out a futon bed for him. "I'm sure you're tired after your journey. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call for Mrs. Momo."
"Thank you." he nodded to her as she shut the sliding door to his room.
Alone in the dark, green eyes closed. The bed was comfortable and the house was quiet. Everything was perfect for a good night's sleep, but his mind was racing. //Yuma dead. Daiki seemed to be in some kind of coma, his master's son deep inside of him. Miku and Fuuyuki, what does it mean for them? The hunter, that idiot. Botan missing. Genkai dying. The snow. Yukiko, how is she connected? Yugasa, master...//
A delicate hand reached into red hair and after some light shifting. Slim fingers held the vile from which eminated a gentle glow of a soul light. Kurama cupped the tiny thing in his hands, noticing that it had grown just a bit dimmer than the last time he looked at it. What does that mean? //Hiei...// Green eyes shut tight as he enfolded the glass prison between his arms and chest. //Where are you?//
Yada yada yada yada ne. Eiri-san shakes her head. "What is she doing?" Yusuke asked. "She saw it on a tv show." Fuuyuki sipped tea. "What are you doing here?!" the brunet teenager jumped back. "Ara, I invited him." Hinageshi came in carrying a tray of snacks. "Was that wrong?" "Who invited you?!"
Chapter 37
Kurama had called and knocked on the Hazama main house door but there was no answer. //what does it mean?// A clump of snow crumbled from the vaulted wall top. //Did something happen? Am I too late?//
"Kurama? Is that you?"
"It can't be." Kurama's green eyes grew wide before he spun around to see the red headed girl who took Botan's place as spirit guide. "Hinageshi-san? What are you doing here?"
"Did I do something wrong?" She hopped off of her floating ore. "I've come to collect a soul from this house."
"Who?!"
"Who is it?" the door opened behind Kurama where a woman's voice asked quietly. "Who ever it is could you please leave. There's a curfew, you should be..." the red head turned around with the strawberry blond, still over his shoulder. "Young master Daiki!" The middle aged woman exclaimed and came out from the gates to hold the boy up from the other side. The fox demon was greatful for the help. "What happened?" Kurama glanced over his shoulder, only to see the snowy street. //Hinageshi.//
"He's been ill lately. I was taking care of him, but he asked to come and see Miku-chan is she alright?" Kurama asked. Although he was despirate for the answer, he tried to pretend he wasn't.
"Her health has never been good, but she's as well as a girl can be, given the circumstances." Kurama allowed himself to breath again. //She's alive. But then...who is Hinageshi supposed to collect?//
"Thank you for your kindness." Kurama bowed to the woman after they had gotten Daiki inside and they were both dressed in dry warm Yukata's. He had to be creative to hide the bright soul light. These robes did sheild the glow enough for adequate discretion.
"Not at all," she bowed in response. "You have done this family a great service by helping our young master."
"Forgive me, I'm a new friend to this family, so I'm afraid I've never met you. I'm used to Yuma answering the door for me you see."
"You knew Yuma then?" the woman looked at the teenager with simpathy in her eyes.
"Knew?" that sinking feeling was back again.
"Forgive me," she turned her eyes away. "Earlier today, before your arrival...Yuma had passed on."
"Yuma?" //Hinageshi has come to collect Yuma. The old man servant of the Hazama family. Miku-chan must be devistated. "I'm sorry for your loss." Kurama bowed deeply.
"Thank you for consideration." she nodded. "His passing was unexpected but...he led a full life. So please do not be greived, it was his age you see."
"I see." Silence passed between the teen and the middle aged woman before Kurama spoke again. "I know that Miku-chan was close to Yuma, is she...?"
"Well, that's always a matter of time, isn't it?"
"I suppose you're right." Green eyes looked over Daiki again. The live-in doctor took a look at him and had given him a kind of sedative for calming his unsteady breathing and occasional muscle spasums.
Dispite all of the man's experience and learning, that doctor couldn't find a physical reason for why Daiki was still sleeping. The soul had to be a part of the answer to that question but...what was happening to Daiki was more of a mystery than Kurama wanted to admit.
"Please follow me to the guest room you will be staying in." The middle aged woman guided the red headed teen.
As they walked down the hall, Kurama touched the bandages on his neck. They probably weren't necessary, but that doctor insisted. But the sting of his open wounds to the air, was probably nothing compared to the pain Miku-chan was probably going through right now.
"Excuse me. Would I be imposing to ask if I could see Miku-chan?" The teen used all of his charm to ask for this favor.
"I'm so sorry. She's with our master now." The woman explained. She did seem to want to allow it, but it wasn't a decision she could make. The red head understood. She slid the door to the guest room open and invited him in.
"I see." //Fuuyuki must be comforting her now.// Kurama remembered when the head of the Hazama family held that little girl so tight, asking her to never leave him. The fox demon wasn't sure that man was capable of love until that moment. "Perhaps another time then."
"Thank you for understanding." she nodded respectfully after laying out a futon bed for him. "I'm sure you're tired after your journey. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call for Mrs. Momo."
"Thank you." he nodded to her as she shut the sliding door to his room.
Alone in the dark, green eyes closed. The bed was comfortable and the house was quiet. Everything was perfect for a good night's sleep, but his mind was racing. //Yuma dead. Daiki seemed to be in some kind of coma, his master's son deep inside of him. Miku and Fuuyuki, what does it mean for them? The hunter, that idiot. Botan missing. Genkai dying. The snow. Yukiko, how is she connected? Yugasa, master...//
A delicate hand reached into red hair and after some light shifting. Slim fingers held the vile from which eminated a gentle glow of a soul light. Kurama cupped the tiny thing in his hands, noticing that it had grown just a bit dimmer than the last time he looked at it. What does that mean? //Hiei...// Green eyes shut tight as he enfolded the glass prison between his arms and chest. //Where are you?//