Chapter 9:
Kurama stood there, confused. What had just happened? That was way to fast…
But soon another question rose in his mind. Who was going to come? Then fear filled his being. Maybe he was lying about being sorry? What if something bad was going to happen to him while they were gone? Then what would he do? Even if he was to somehow by some miracle escape this place, where would he go? Youko would find him if he ever ran away, and he didn't want to think about the punishment for such a thing. He would have to wait until one of his friends came or something, at least then, he may have a chance.
He couldn't let himself think that way, though. But he couldn't really trust Youko could he? He started walking down the wooden floored halls. He could no longer sense Youko's demon energy, nor Kuronue's.
Perhaps there was no catch to this, there didn't always have to be. Kurama smiled to himself and folded his arms behind his back. He felt better when he didn't always think of the worst, which he often did. He had to start thinking outside the box when it came to his problems.
He decided that perhaps he wouldn't try to leave while they were gone…he had other ideas. He would have to make them trust him more before he tried anything tricky like that; they would probably expect him to do something like that.
He sighed, satisfied with himself and turned into his room. He hadn't noticed that's where his feet had carried him, but he didn't mind all that much. He was a bit tired yet.
He walked into his room and noticed that it was still bright out. He couldn't go back to bed already. That wouldn't be too healthy to sleep all the time.
So he walked out of his room and knew exactly where he was going. He turned a left in the hall and found the old wooden door that he has gone down the pervious night. Except the door was no longer there in the doorway, Kurama had pushed it in that night. He sighed at the thought and made his way down the stony stairs, carefully. But he wasn't careful enough because he somehow managed to trip over the wooden door that was at the end of the stairs.
He landed on his face and groaned. But then he stopped…had he just heard something? It sounded like a chuckle…
Kurama swiftly got to his feet and looked around the dark room, the only faint light coming from the ajar door at the top of the stairs. He tried to peer through the darkness, but to no avail, he couldn't see anything.
He sighed, he was doing it again, there always had to be something wrong. He mentally scolded himself for worrying so.
He dusted himself off and walked towards the tunnel that led out. What he heard must have been nothing but the echo of himself falling. So he started towards the tunnel, but didn't feel comfortable with walking, for some reason, so he broke into a jog.
Finally he was out, for some strange reason he didn't feel safe in there, he sensed something…but he couldn't figure out what…
But that was over for the time being. He sighed and took in the fresh scent of the plants around him. It felt like home to him, even though his home in the human world was nothing like this…
A thought creped into Kurama's mind, was he really starting to like it here? No…that couldn't be true. Not after how Youko had treated him. But then again, he was sorry…
Kurama ran a hand through his red mane, and sighed with closed eyes. Why did things have to be like this? Why did he even have to be here? Why couldn't he just had followed the gang, and not strayed.
He walked over to a large tree that had height that looked as if it could touch the clouds, and laid down beside it and stared up into the thick leaves. They were so high up, it sort of made him dizzy.
He turned over on his side and look at the bark of the tree, it was smooth, perfect. How could anyone make something like this? Something so perfect.
He felt so at ease in the grass, for some reason. Also as if he could sleep, though it was bright and still day. It was just relaxing.
But then he felt someone watching him. He turned around and sat up, looking around, but saw no one. He put it off as it was all in his head.
He slowly laid back down and turned his back to the place of which he was just looking. But suddenly he felt something stoke his hair. He closed his eyes slowly and thought of Youko. So, he wasn't really leaving, was he?
Kurama turned around on his side. "Youko you told me-,"
He stopped when he saw that the person was no Youko. Kurama gasped and quickly backed up into the tree he was laying besides. He embraced himself and looked at the man. Long black hair, violet-gold eyes, and…six ears?
Kurama furrowed his brow and gave the man a questionable look. "Who are you?" Kurama asked suspiciously.
The man chuckled. "I'm Yomi"
Done! Hope you guys didn't mind that I took a little bit longer to update this time. Last week was just about the busiest week oh high school ever, so you know. Thanks for the reviews (oh, and sorry if there's a few typos at the end)