Pairing: Youko Kurama/Yomi
Rating: PG13
Theme: Running
Disclaimer/Claimer: I acknowledge the original creators (Togashi, Peirrot, etc.), I do
not own these characters and I make no profit from this whatsoever.
Dated January 5, 2007
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There was a blast of confusion in front of them, the room heated by fire and smoke as they lastly became aware of the blades, vines and boulders that tumbled upon them to bring them to their end. There was no time to speak, no time to scream, no time to make registry of the Bandit King that made ruin to their Master's castle.
Youko Kurama let his whip come down upon one of the confessors and it in turn shocked a demon eye floating just abouve the bandits and it let out the most piercing squawk in a siren style alarm.
It was a robbery.
Kurama ran.
His lead man ran beside him just in step, just as fast as he, bags slung over his shoulder. Yomi ran with Kurama. In his haste, as his heart raced, he even wore some of the jewelry around his neck for safer keeping.
Kurama smiled.
The thrill of the hunt, and being the ones hunted, making the best decisions in order to get the best of his enemies. It invigorated him to the very brink of pleasure. The treasure he acquired was the least of his desires. He loved the idea of getting caught, and the hilarity of escape. The ecstasy of the chase.
The Youko and his court of master thieves kept running deep into the forest until they no longer heard the sirens. In the distance, Yomi was laughing a hearty laugh, rummaging through his new possessions and gazing at Youko Kurama with the happiest of crazed contented looks.
The treasures where a nice part of the deal, anyway…
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