Alright I wasn't murdered for my grades, so I am impressed. Especially since that's my worst progress report ever. It's snowing here & it's bloody cold! Especially since I spend most of the time in the basement & only my room is upstairs. Computer, video games, colored TV with more than 5 channels...all down here. Harassing telemarkers should be a sport. We had one call today & I answered in english so they wouldn't hang up on me. But my grandparents were "taken by the green card people & I'm all alone." I forgot to put in the part about starting to starve because I'm running out of crackers & marshmellows. But I was laughing so hard I could barely talk. & I started 2 laugh so hard I was crying so it sounded like I was crying out of sadness. It was so funny the dude was like, "..Ah, thank you, have a nice day." then he hung up. XD LMAO!Well I'm gonna stop blabbering.
Ja ne- See you later. (Just 'Ja' is 'see you'
Chapter 18
Kurama
entered Kurome's room with the bowl of applesauce. He set it down on
the table in the corner of her room as he went over to her bed and
re-soaked the cloth again.
'She's not as warm anymore, and seems
to be sleeping peacefully. The attacks must have stopped for now.'
Kurama noted.
He placed the cloth back on her forehead and walked
back over to the table, retrieving the applesauce. He returned to her
bed and started to feed her. (...That sounds a little
weird...)
Kurome was able to swallow the applesauce.
'Maybe she
is conscious on some level.' Kurama thought as he decided to speak to
her.
"I hope you're feeling alright. I put some herbs in your
food, I'm hoping that they'll bring your fever down." he spoke
to her, not knowing if she could hear him.
But she didn't seem to
respond in any sort of way. Kurama sighed and finished giving her the
bowl of applesauce. Then he placed the bowl on the table. He changed
the cloth again, then leaned back in the chair and closed his
eyes.
He didn't mean to but he ended up falling asleep.
Some
time later
Kurome opened her eyes half mast.
"Where
am I?" she mumbled. It was completely dark, but she figured out
it was her room once her eyes focused a little. Her body was still
warmer than she was used to, but at least it wasn't painful anymore.
She tried to sit up, but was too weak and ended up falling back down
onto her pillow with a small groan. A grunting noise followed her
own, and she froze in fear. Slowly she moved her leg to make sure her
bed was still safe. But the thing was slightly laying on the edge of
her bed to her left. It had a rhythm to its breath.
She cautiously
reached a hand out to see if her sense of touch could identify the
trespasser, because her eyes won't working well enough for her to
tell who or what it was.
She reached out and touched something
soft and silky.
'Hair?' she thought as she leaned forward to see
if she would be able to see who it was. She still couldn't, but when
she got close her nose picked up the scent of roses.
'It's just
Kurama.' she figured out as she let out a sigh.
'Hold the phone,
Kurama?' her mind suddenly asked. Many questions started to flood
her, and she "washed" them all away, except for a few,
because she was starting to get a headache.
'Why does he care so
much?' Kurome asked herself as she started to frown.
She started
to search her bed with her hand to find out how much room she'd have
so she wouldn't accidentally move and wake the sleeping kitsune. Her
hand fell upon something that was pretty cold. Kurama made another
groaning sound as he shifted in his sleep slightly.
'Eeep! That's
his hand baka!' Kurome mentally yelled at herself.
Her frown
disappeared as she felt a strange warmth in her mind she had never
felt before.
'It's nice to know someone who cares.' she thought as
she re-positioned herself in her bed so she was closer to him, and
wrapped her left arm around his shoulders, and used her body heat to
help keep him warm. (kinda like a blanket.) Then she drifted back to
sleep rather quickly.
Sometime in the morning
Kurama
sleepily opened his eyes.
'I fell asleep here?' he asked
himself.
He shifted slightly but found a strange weight and warmth
on him that seemed to be coming from his shoulders. He turned his
head to see a smiling Kurome sleeping with an arm wrapped around his
shoulder. He moved enough so he could free himself from her self-made
blanket, and gently laid her back down in the bed. Then got up and
stretched. He picked the bowl of applesauce up off her table, and
left the living room. He walked into the kitchen and found Yukina
making breakfast. Kurama walked over to the sink and started to rinse
the bowl out while he conversed with her.
"Good morning
Kurama." she greeted.
"Good morning Yukina, how are you
today?"
"I'm good, and you? How is Kurome fairing?"
"I'm
alright, and Kurome seems to be doing well right now."
"That's
good to hear, would you like something to eat?" she offered.
"No
thank you, but may I offer you some help?" he asked.
"You
may, but I do not need any." Yukina replied, then giggled
slightly.
Kurama smiled at her comeback.
"I will see you
later then." he told her as he set the bowl down on the counter
with the rest of the dirty dishes.
"Alright, ja ne." the
koorime replied as Kurama left the kitchen.
He traveled to his
room where he got dressed for the day. (He was wearing yesterday's
clothes because he fell asleep in them.)
He started to pack up
because the weekend would be over and he had to be getting back home
to his mother later that afternoon. He knew she would be in good
hands with Yukina and Genkai, but he was strangely protective of her
and didn't want to leave her side when she was in such a state.
'I
guess it's my turn to take care of her.' he thought, as he let out a
quiet chuckle.
But he didn't have much time to laugh about his
little joke when he heard a large rustling noise come from Kurome's
room. He rushed out of his own room and into hers. She was madly
thrashing in the bed and her face was soaked in her own sweat. Kurama
rushed over to her hand wet the washcloth again, and placed in on her
head. Then he pinned her legs down by her ankles with his left hand
as he guarded her upper body to make sure she wouldn't hurt herself.
Her ankles heated up hotter than the rest of her body temperature as
a defense against the unknown pressure. He started to stroke her hair
with his right hand as he mentally assured her to calm down, and he
wasn't going to hurt her. The message must have gotten to her because
her ankles cooled down, and she started to relax.
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Alright
gonna stop there now. Sorry there's not much of a plot to this
chapter, but it's just what came to my mind tonight. So will she ever
get better? Of course she will cause she's on the good side of the
force. ' (we rented star wars epi. 3 from the video store so I've
seen it now & that 'force' thing just came to my mind.)
Kurome
shall get out of bed and walk on two feet again. (or maybe four paws)
But will it be her in control? Or the fire demon that stalked her &
Kurama? You'll find out in the next chapter or two.
