My first Date...still no sign of baddies
I looked over at my clock, 'five till twelve.' I hurried myself to get ready for my date with Kurama; well I thought it was a date. I wore my best Kimono; it was a new one given to me because if I wore the pink of yellow one then I would be recognized. So I put on a light purple one with baby blue flowers all over it. I put my once blue hair up in a half ponytail.
I grabbed my keys and walked to the park as fast as I could. On my way I began thinking about why I hadn't run into any baddies since the mugging in the alley...'what was that about anyway?' I wondered. Too busy pondering I failed to see Kurama so I walked right past him, luckily he stopped me.
"Oki Ran?" he asked and I stopped and blushed. "You look elegant, what's the occasion?" he asked and I was slightly disappointed that it wasn't a date.
"Oh well my other cloths are packed and this was all that I had." I lied and Kurama smiled.
"Well I should be thankful for that then." He said and I could feel my blood rush to my cheeks, "I can help you unpack if you wish."
"That would be nice." I told him as I looked at a few dragonflies, I noticed his eyes were following mine.
"You know for someone who seems...no offence... to be gothic, you sure are a in high spirits." He said,
"Oh, I wear cloths like that to reflect the way I fell on the inside, but I only hide my sadness under smiles and laughs." I said but the funny thing was I didn't feel as if I was lying. Was I really a depressed person who hid her sadness behind happiness?
"Come, I wish to show you something." Kurama said pulling me along by my wrist. I blushed at his touch, never before had Kurama touched me. I was flustered when I realized that no guy had ever touched me and made me feel the way I was feeling right now.
"Kurama, where are we going?" I asked as his hand let my wrist fall. He stopped and I crashed into him. His hair brushed lightly across my cheeks. Secretly I have always wanted to touch his hair. The first time I saw him on the roof of the hospital, his hair glittered with the light of the moon. And when he fought it never seemed to get tangled.
"Here we are." He said and pulled me in front of him. I looked out at a small area of the park that I have never seen before. The grass was a soft green and was dancing as the summer wind ran between each blade. Butterflies and dragonflies danced on the pillowy fields of puffy white dandelions. I picked one up and examined it and a vision of my past life came to me... (((Make a wish)))... I remembered my mother telling me that once when I was young.
"You do know that's a weed right?" Kurama asked me
"Oh no, this is much more than that. It's a wish maker." I said and blew and the soft seeds flew into the air where they joined the butterflies and dragonflies. I ran off into the field and twirled, feeling the sun on my body. It was a nice feeling. "Kurama this place is wonderful, where did you find it?"
"My mother used to take me here and read to me." he said walking up to me as I spun into his arms by accident. He was a little surprised by it but I quickly jumped away to fall on the flowers, sending thousands of dandelion seeds into the air. I could hear Kurama laughing at me. His laugh was so soft and joy filled.
"What are you laughing about?" I asked him
"Nothing, it's just that I feel as if I've known you for some time." He said
Uh, I hope he doesn't suspect... "Well I don't know about that, because I am one of a kind." I said and looked up at the clouds. I saw one in the shape of Kuwabara's head and started to laugh.
"Now it is my turn to ask," he said a to me
"See that cloud, it looks just like..."
"Kuwabara." He said
"Yeah," I smiled at him and he held his hand to me. I took it and he pulled me up and I lost my balance and crashed into him for the third time. "Sorry, I can't seem to stop bumping into you." I smiled and left him once more to sit beneath a Sakura tree with its pink cherry blossoms. Kurama followed suit and pulled out a book and started to read quietly to himself. I looked at the cover and smiled ... "Harry potter?" I laughed
"What?" he asked "I know, but I read all my other books twice and I needed another one to read so I found this in the back of my library." Kurama said, he had a library? Well I guess that wasn't too surprising. But the legendary thief Yoko Kurama reading Harry potter and the Sorcerer's Stone was a little too funny to me. Kurama always had a way of amazing me.
We sat under that tree until twilight sharing stories of his life...well the human one anyway, but I too was only telling him of my life...my past life before I died. He could not very well tell me that he was a demon and I could not tell him that I was a ferry girl. But it was fun to listen to him. And it was not like we were lying to each other... As the sun painted fiery colors across the sky fireflies came out to party.
I wished that the night with Kurama would not end, but I would have to eventually and then I would have to get back to work. The flipping of the pages of the book and the gentle buzzing sound of June bugs lulled me into a state of peace and before I knew it my head was resting on Kurama's shoulder. I felt him turn his head to look at me then back to the book. It was funny; he had only been on page one hundred and eight and was now two pages away from finishing the book.
"Done." He said and put the book down. His sudden outburst caused me to lift my head to look at him. "Hey, We should be heading home now, if you want me to help you unpack." He said and stood up pulling me with him.
We went back to my house and opened a few boxes of things...that weren't mine...and put things away. Kurama eventually found a bookshelf and decided that he would put it together. I watched him from my couch and eventually curled up to sleep. The sound of his hammering stopped and I felt him place a blanket over me. Then the door close as he left. Yep that would have to be the best date...well only...but best date nonetheless I ever had.