Ride like the Wind
Chapter 56

"Dr. Cromwell!" Mitarai burst into the room. He nearly went into convulsions or had a panic attack he was so worried. He looked back at Kurama who was carrying Shura in with Mukuro who still had an apathetic look on her face. Yomi turned around, not understanding the urgency of the situation.

"What is it?' Yomi paused. "Is that blood I smell?'

"Your son... I... He..." MItarai started to hyperventilate. "I... I need air!"

"Shura got run over," Mukuro explained bluntly. "I didn't see why he ran out in the street like he did but he did."

"I felt the aura of some demonic exorcist. I know there's only one exorcist out there. His name's Zeru. I suspect that your son happened to run into him and in an attempt to flee from him trying to get rid of him he ran into the street, getting hit by the carriage," Kurama added.

"Follow me. We'll nurse whatever wounds he has," Yomi started up the stairs.

"Where did you put the bandages?" Mukuro asked.

"No, you wait down here and tend to whoever comes in and makes sure that Mitarai relaxes. Nothing more."

She glared at him and walked to the blonde.

"Shuichi, that's your name, is it?" Yomi asked Kurama as he set Shura down on the bed.

"Yes..." And he silently added, "...sir."

"What you said back there, was that all you saw?"

"An assumption really but yes."

"It's your word against Mukuro's."

"Why don't you trust her? Your own wife?"

"She's a liar and I know it. I need an honest man's account against hers to make sure the facts are straight." He held out a hand for the bandages which Kurama quickly dropped into his hand. "There's a lot of blood?"

"Don't change the topic Yomi. I don't understand why you can't trust her anymore. You trusted her plenty before. Did something happen after your marriage that convinced you otherwise?"

"Don't start that. You should mind your own business and forget mine." Shura groaned in pain because Yomi put the bandages on him too tightly.

"I was just saying..."

"I think he broke every bone in his body..." Yomi shook his head. "The poor fool. Fear something you have to live with the rest of your life! You live like a coward! A dog with your tail between your legs all the time!"

"Stop changing the subject, Cromwell! I won't tell anyone. Please, just tell me..."

"Move your nose away from me, fool!" He growled under his breath. "If you must know, I was only playing the fool before. I was told to marry her. I didn't want to but Koenma arranged it anyway. Really, a Quaker marrying a Jew! The man is insane!"

Kurama sighed with slight irritation. "No, you are the fool. Even still. You were in America, the land of the free you had the right to turn her down."

"I didn't. Not with an arranged marriage. Maybe if I were your age it would be different. I was a real fool then. But I'm a man now and I should act as such."

"Well you don't."

"Get out."

"Fine. I'll play your game and so will Mukuro. You're the fool in the end." Kurama walked out and nearly bumped into Mitarai who was walking down the hall nervously. "He needs your help."

Mitarai stared at him for a bit, comprehending the bitterness in the redhead's voice. He ignored it and walked in. Meanwhile downstairs, Mukuro busied herself with needlework, continuously growling to herself in German every time she stabbed her finger with the needle. She looked up and, stopping what she was doing, gave him a look of understanding.

"Hard to work with, isn't he?" she asked. She put the needlework aside and sucked on her bleeding index finger for half a second. "Hard to believe he was that idiot back in Louisiana... And from a few months ago. Guess all married men are like that though."

"He's just a fool."

She cocked her head slightly. "Yes, but I can live with that." She looked up at the room. "I can't believe I can still stand him. But I do. What does that exorcist look like again? Is he blonde with blue eyes? With the pointed ears."

"Yeah. That's Zeru. I've seen him in a picture once. Hiei knows him well."

"Yeah but he knows everybody. I was surprised he didn't know Raizen. But that's not the point. We'll solve this. I will try on my own anyway..."

Yomi came downstairs.

"What's the damage?" Mukuro asked, quickly retrieving the needlework, as if to fool him that she was working.

"Broke every damned bone in his body."

"Well, that's too bad. I hope he gets fine soon. He's amusing."

"Don't you talk like that."

"I'm being honest with you."

He ignored that.

"I know the exorcist that did it."

"Enough of that. Get in the kitchen and cook dinner. We all might as well as eat since we're all here." He walked out with his hands in his pockets.

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"What are you plotting?" Yomi growled at Mukuro that night as she continued to attempt to sew something.

She looked up and smirked. "Nothing except how to not stab myself. This needle hurts like hell."

"Don't cuss. And what's this garbage that you know the exorcist?"

"We both know who it is but it's not his fault he's trying to do his job." Yomi crossed his arms. "You're not in Boston anymore. Remember that. Remember that and that you're a woman. A married woman. This is man's business, you hear? You keep your nose out of it."

"Why do you always use nose phrases on me? Is it because I'm Jewish? I know I may have a big nose but that's..."

"Don't change the topic."

"You do the same to me."

"Listen to me, you bitch. If you get your nose in this, I won't save you if you get hurt."

"I won't get hurt. Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I'm so weak that I need you with me all the time. I didn't want to go through with this marriage. I just had to. This must be what it's like to be a Puritan woman."

Yomi growled. "You think I'm happy with this too?"

She looked away. "Get the hell out of here. If you stay I'll do things to you that'll make you wish you were never born."

"You and that child, no, children of yours will burn in hell."

She came at him with the needle and shoved it into his right shoulder before she slammed the door. Yomi fell to his feet and groaned in pain. In the background of it all, he heard his son doing the same.

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Later that night Mukuro snuck out in the dark. Just when she had her hand on the doorknob, she felt a knife being pressed into her back. Mukuro quickly turned around and covered the area the knife was on with her arms.

"Going out late again like a whore?" Yomi's voice asked her.

"I suppose I won't have to hide now..." Mukuro replied sarcastically.

"Get to bed now."

"I'm not your child. Don't you start your shit again. I'm doing this for your son."

"Too bad, you're staying here anyway."

She pointed her pistol in between his eyes. "If you weren't such a tight ass pacifist I won't have done away with you a long time ago. But I go by your rules."

"Listen to me, you stupid cunt. It's neither your fault nor mine that this happened. Let go."

"Sadly you're right but I beg to differ." She pulled the trigger.

Yomi's hands rushed to his face on reflex but he was only greeted with the sound of an empty barrel. Before he knew it he heard the door swing open and he heard Mukuro say, "Empty barrel makes a good bluff."

End chapter 56

That was weird. Hey, could you check out these fanfics I wrote? THere's a Hiei/ Mukuro one called All my love. And it's weird... And there's Scenes from a hat. It's like the summary says. And... Let's lighten up with an extra.

Extra

Kuwabara got corn. He took it home and ate it. He choked and died. The end.