It was a week since Kuramas confrontation with Kimodo and he was avoiding him as much as possible.
But yet for some reason it seemed he was bumping into him more and more. The only time it was if he was actually alone was when he was in his room. But because his room was quite empty with no books, or anything else to entertain him, that wasn't very often. It also seemed as if lately he was finding clues about how violent Hiei's relationship was with Kimodo. And because Kimodo was so secretive about, it must have been on purpose. It seemed this demon liked blood though. Their was always the smell of blood lingering on Kimodo, mixed with the smell of the woods and fresh forest flowers. Kurama had to admit though the smell was rather alluring, somehow he recently found the smell all around him whether Kimodo was there or not.
He continued to walked the halls plauged by the thoughts of this man he'd come to hate and become suspisious of when he overheard him talking. "Damn, I figured my little firefly would have arrived by now. He's usually so timely, you dont suppose somethings happened to him do you?," this question was answered by another voice, which to Kuramas suprise was a woman."Hiei is quite strong Kimodo. If anything got in his way while he was traveling here it would be in a million peices before it could blink. There's really no need to worry."As he listened her voice was gentle and soft. Almost as if she were trying to comfort Kimodo. Which meant one thing....Kimodo did have a weakness.
The conversation didn't last too much longer and ending in her telling him to give Hiei just a bit more time but something about Kimodo's tone said he wasn't going to be that patient. Kurama turned and walked away from the room quickly headed towards the dining hall. He wasn't really hungry or thirsty but somehow food seemed interesting right now. But then again anything did after hearing the impatient tone in Kimodos voice. If he learned anything in his two weeks stay in this castle it was that Kimodo was not meant to be toyed with. He finally reached the dining hall after what seemed hours of walking and annoyingly dreary thoughts but when he walked in the door he wished he hadn't. For at the other end of the table sat Kimodo with a delightfully evil smile plastered on his face, and something told Kurama it wasn't the wine he was drinking and from the intense silence he knew he was going to find out wat had Kimodo so amused. The only problem is when he finds out, evrything in the world said he wouldn't be laughing.