The Portal turned out too looks like an ivy metallic door. Just a door.
Kuronue stood in awe and confusion.
"Never seen this before?" Kurama asked almost whispering.
"No…Never had a reason too."
Kurama nodded and walked over to the door, then turned his head back to Kuronue.
"Hey…Kurama, how are we suppose to get the wagons through such a small door?" Kuronue asked walking up to Kurama.
"Heh, you don't, once I open this portal, everything within 20 feet will be sucked in with it…" Kurama smiled and walked up to the door.
"Uh…"
"Don't worry…I've got it under control…
He slowly opened the door.
"Meet you there…"
'Grass…green grass…' Kuronue laid on his stomach, his hair entangled in leaves and green grass. He slowly turned over on his back. 'Blue sky…?' He thought looking up. His eyes had a hard time adjusting to the light, his eyes always had to adjust.
"Hey, Kuronue." Kuronue flew up to his feet to the voice. Looking around slowly. Suddenly he was pushed onto the ground.
"Hey!" Kuronue yelled under the leaves.
"Relax, it's just me!" Kurama emerged from the bush behind Kuronue and softly laughing-walked over to his friend to help him up.
Grunting, Kuronue wiped down his clothes.
"So…I guess we're here?"
"Correct, Japan."
"…Is there only Japan in Human world?"
"…No, Japan in a country, there's America…England, a lot of countries and forms."
"Blue skies…"
Kuronue looked up in the sky with bewilderment.
"Yeah…little different." Kurama softly laughed and pulled Kuronue's arm towards a little cottage, which Kuronue had not noticed before, small yet sweet, on top of a hill.
"Ah! Geez!" Kuronue complained as Kurama dragged him up the hill.
The two friends panted at the top.
"…I…. feel so…. weak." Kuronue muffled out from panting. Kurama smiled at his friend.
"Yeah…that happens when you switch worlds…" Kurama's eyes wavered and he sluggishly walked inside the cottage, gesturing for Kuronue to follow. Kuronue followed, stumbling over his feet.
"You should…. take this potion now…just in case…" Kurama handed Kuronue the potion that would cover his ears and wings. He nodded slowly and, sitting down in a wooden chair, chugged it down.
"Don't fight it…"
Kuronue heard Kurama's voice in the distance, but it didn't mean much to him at the moment. The room was spinning everywhere; left was right and up was down.
'Find…bed…' He thought over and over. Soft hands touched his right arm. Kuronue looked to his right and saw a blurry outline of Kurama.
The next thing Kuronue saw, or wanted to see, was a little bed, with fluffy pillows.
Then the feel of the pillows.
Then sleep.
Kurama floated over to a corner, looking over to his friend, asleep like a rock against the soft pillows. Kurama smiled a toothy grin. Then, he felt his body change, first his hands changed darker, smaller. Then his hair turned red and wavy. Kurama's eyes flew over the room, and then to a smaller room connecting to it, inside was a small bed.
Kurama, still changing seemed to fly over to the bed, stumbled over it and snuggled into the bed.
Sleep.
