Finally I got time again! - My exams are over!! Yeah!! Whoopie! Here's another for you people..Ism0, thanx for pointing out that stuff for me. No, why would I be mad at you? and thank you for reviewing everyone! Okay so this one's gonna be half-half, Jun and Len both. Let's see how Kurama is...oh, and if you want to see how he really looks, well then, there's an anime...Ghost fighters and there is actually a guy named Kurama in it. I just love him so I wanted someone like him in my fic..-

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Chapter 17 Miserable

Jun gaped at what she saw. He looked………………well, at least he looked handsome. Kurama looked down at her. Her eyes went wide as he slowly took her hand in his cold one and kissed it lightly. She tried to keep from blushing like crazy. It wasn't that she liked him or anything but there was something about him…something really –charming. Suddenly she looked around, everyone was staring at her being dumbfounded by Kurama's kiss. She had stood there at least for five minutes without even replying.

"Uh," she shook her head.

"It's an honor to meet you Jun Tao," Kurama bowed slightly, his red bangs falling over his sharp, green eyes.

"Um," Jun hesitated, "The honor is mine Kurama Fan." She bowed too, much against her will.

"Well," Ran said, pretty satisfied by Jun's behavior-that was only until now. Who knew what that girl had up her sleeve? Ran Tao sure hoped there were no tricks around there, "Okay everyone. Let's have dinner. It's good that you like each other, you two," she smiled at Kurama and Jun. Who said that I liked him! Kurama smiled at Ran whereas Jun just gave her curled hair an angry flip and strutted off to sit on a seat as far from Kurama as possible. She chose one beside her mom. Ran sat down and looked at Jun, smiling. Well, would ya looka here! She thinks I like him! Jun muttered something under her breath and slammed a glass down on the huge, silver table. Ran Tao looked sideways at her and grabbed her hand, silently squeezing it. A sign for Jun, 'Don't even think about it!

Len's housekeeping

Len sighed and slumped down on a pile of leaves, considered his bed. It had been days…almost a week, since he had gone nuts caring for Tamera and she had just kept burning up, her cheeks were always flushed with fever. So was her condition now, cuddled deep in her pile of leaves…bed, I guess (kinda funny! .) She only woke up to eat or when she had nightmares, but it was more like just fluttering eyelashes for a little while. Len sighed again. He was so tired-so exhausted. And he had just realized that he was a terrible cook too. He almost burnt everything he made and the ones he didn't burn were mostly raw. sigh again He always gave the best-no strike that-the better parts to Tamera and the rest, well, can't say he ate it, more like nibbling perhaps. His clothes were torn apart. At least his kwandao was there, thank goodness for that. But then, Bason had gone to that blasted vacation with Amidamaru! No real, cool training when he could only improve himself, not Bason! Aaaaarrggghhh!!! And besides, what could he improve in himself, he was the best, I don't need to get better! But she does! He looked at Tamera exasperatedly and walked up to her pile of leaves… bed. Carefully, he sat down beside her, slowly caressing her cheeks. Suddenly his face went red as he realized what he was doing was an officially embarrassing thing for him. He looked away but his eyes slowly crept back to her face and glowing eyelids. Well, he did love her and ignoring your love is just not the deal. He stood up and walked to a corner, known as the 'kitchen'. The weather outside was, well, it was day but the wind blew pretty fiercely. Len started fiddling with the berries he had collected. No chicken or meat today, he wondered if it was his and Tamera's good luck or bad luck considering Len's great cooking skills. He took out a bowl of water and washed the berries in it.

Umhmm. Len made the bowl with wood and he collected the water. He found a lake in the forest.. smiles..I hope you're liking it

Tamera coughed softly and turned her head sideways. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked straight at Len.

"Len," she whispered but Len was too busy, almost squishing all the berries. "Len," louder this time but no response except,

"Aaarrgghhh!!! I can't even wash them!!! Aaarrghhh!! I'll kill you, you morons!"

"Len!! Don't curse!" Tamera sat up and pushed her hair aside with one hand. This time Len looked back,

"Huh? Tamera?" he smiled, "You're okay? Good then, wash these berries, would you?" he stood up and dropped down on his bed.

"Uh, okay," Tamera sniveled and stood up. Her clothes were all muddy and dirty. She still didn't have the guts to stand up to Len.

Yes, I'm turning Tamera and Len back to her normal personality, just a bit. Looks more original that way. Don't you think?

Len knew he was being moody and idiotic telling Tamera to work right after she got better. Yup, she could get sick again any second but oh well. He was darn tired! It didn't take him a minute to fall asleep. Tamera walked to him and whispered softly,

"Thank you for taking care of me Len. Thank you," she bent down and gently kissed him, careful not to wake him up. She boiled maroon right after that and hurriedly walked away, smiling softly. The door was not closed properly and hung down letting in gusts of dirt and leaves. Tamera quickly walked up to it and slowly pushed it back. Poor thing, the gust was too strong for Tamera and the door pushed at her until she lay sprawled down at the ground, spitting out soil. Len, on the other hand wasn't having a pretty time either, tossing and turning until Tamera heard a thud. And of course when she looked back at him, he lay on the ground, cursing the bed now. Tamera looked back and ran over to him,

"Len," she held his shoulders, "Are you okay?"

"No!" he replied angrily, "Stupid leaves! I'll burn you all for this!" Tamera couldn't help but notice his temper problem. She poked him playfully,

"Len…you're not helping by cursing on and on," she said, careful not to get him angrier than he already was. He looked at her angrily,

"Well, it's not like you're helping a lot either!!" Len snapped. Tamera shut up after this and quietly walked away. Len sighed and then called out,

"Tamera, I" I hate to say this!!! "I'm," the word got caught in his throat. He just couldn't say it...he had never said it. He tried harder, "I"

Tamera looked at him with a sad expression glimmering in her eyes,

"Yes?"

"I'm," Len looked at her, "I'm sorry." Tamera's face lit up as soon as he said that.

"It's okay," she smiled, "You can rest Len. I understand you are very tired. After all, you were taking care of me all those weeks. I'm sorry I said anything." She went on and picked up a spare piece of cloth, slowly wiping the bowls they ate in. Len stared at her, dumbfounded. Well, look how easy it is for her! It's like that "sorry" word flows out of her mouth like a river does!

"No, I-I'll help," he picked up a small broom he had made and dipped it in a bucket of water. Tamera looked at him from the corner of her eye and smiled… SPLISH! SPLASH! SPLOOSH!!…Yup! Tamera swirled around, she had been expecting that; Len washed up himself. Now she had to giggle,

"Len, I asked you to mop the floor…not yourself," she couldn't stop herself and burst out laughing. Len broke the broomstick in a half and slumped down on his bed. Then he looked at her, she looked so happy. Len couldn't help but smile. He walked up to her and sat down, on the ground, beside her. She looked at him and threw her arms around him,

"Oh Len! You're too much!" Tamera blew him a kiss on the cheek. Yes, Len steamed up and looked away, hiding his ultra boiling cheeks. Tamera's were the same. Nevertheless, they started talking soon after that and Len cracked up more jokes. They sat there laughing when outside; the wind blew like it had never before. It was not the destruction it caused or it's speed, it was the dread that it brought, which made the wind so different this time-so unique…

Outside the trees danced in the howling wind. One long, old oak in particular was moving terribly as if about to fall. A long purple mane of hair, lay smoothly on one of its branches. A menacingly evil, soft laugh escaped a mouth,

"Oh yes…have fun while you can…it won't last long Tamera. I swear it wont…" silver-red eyes glimmered in happiness and excitement as the rain poured down………

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Yey!!! That was a long one. I'll try publishing soon…please review. Love you all…

Saori

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