Once Upon a Razorblade

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Interlude: Tick-Tock

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A blue ogre peers into the room that has been set aside for a certain redhead.

"Uh, Kurama?"

The person at the desk does not move. Jorge moves closer, raising his voice a little louder to make sure that he draws attention to himself.

"Kurama, Lord Koenma sent me over to check... up on you...?" the ogre trails off, not quite sure what to make of the young man who is so avidly peering at his wrist, tracing invisible lines in the unflawed skin.

Suddenly, emerald eyes dart up at the ogre, sharp and hostile, and Jorge nearly leaps away, catching himself just in time. The eyes turn softer almost as abruptly, and the young man smiles.

Though, it is a cynical smile, and makes him seem very worthy of the worldly reputation that he has received as a youko.

"Er... Lord Koenma sent me to check up on you," the ogre says cautiously.

"So you said," Kurama replies quietly.

"And he wanted to know if you needed anything and how much more time you'll need to do this…project."

The red-head sighs.

"Tell Koenma I will inform him when I am ready. His disruptions simply prolong the span of time I require."

"Uh, yessir."

Gulp.

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Author's Space

This is almost pointless. It is short, but it is an interlude. I hope everyone knows what an interlude is.

If not, then look it up by yourself. What the hell do you think I am, a freaking dictionary?

Drake: After that (or before, if that is thy wish), then be sure to review or critique or flame or rant. After all, we don't give a damn if you don't give a damn.

Next Chapter: Part Two: Sweetest Lullaby; Chapter One: Why In a Mother's Eyes

Love,

Fluorescent

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