Chapter 8:
Kurama groan and open his eyes and closed them back again. "If I were you," said a sweet lovely enchanting voice, "I wouldn't even move at all. Your cuts are nasty." Kurama open his eyes again and this time he kept it open.
"Can you tell me," he barely whispered, "Can you tell me where I am?" He saw a young girl about 13 years old. "Who are you?"
She sighed. "Well," she said, "aren't you the nosy one. And here I thought that you.."
Kurama stared at her. He sensed a great disturbance around the girl. "Have you," he asked, "Have you lost someone?"
She stared at him. Her eyes slowly followed the window she was staring out. She whispered so ever so softly, "Yes, I did lose someone. You remind me of him."
Kurama groan and open his eyes and closed them back again. "If I were you," said a sweet lovely enchanting voice, "I wouldn't even move at all. Your cuts are nasty." Kurama open his eyes again and this time he kept it open.
"Can you tell me," he barely whispered, "Can you tell me where I am?" He saw a young girl about 13 years old. "Who are you?"
She sighed. "Well," she said, "aren't you the nosy one. And here I thought that you.."
Kurama stared at her. He sensed a great disturbance around the girl. "Have you," he asked, "Have you lost someone?"
She stared at him. Her eyes slowly followed the window she was staring out. She whispered so ever so softly, "Yes, I did lose someone. You remind me of him."