Akura-Ou thought of (name) in Izumo. The thought of her warmed the cold human body even better than the thought of Tomoe. He missed her so much- that smile of hers, the wrinkles on her forehead when she was thinking hard, the way her hands- in the past, in the present- felt in his.
Sighing, Akura-Ou wrapped his arms around his knees and closed his eyes. The cold was getting to him and the body was shutting down. Humans were so weak and fragile- body and spirit but, Akura-Ou knew, they were so much stronger than demons. They could forget, they could move on while demons rarely did so- he was the prime example. Akura-Ou's love for (name) transcended centuries and realities, never diminishing in its hold over him.
The demon feared he will never get the chance to tell (name) how much he loves her, tell her the truth about him. Huffing, Akura-Ou raised his head and was met with a snow fox.
"I didn't know there were foxes in Izumo." Akura-Ou muttered then smiled, his hand raised. "Come here."
The fox stood in front of him, watching him with tilted head. The demon's mouth fell open when the beautiful fox launched itself at him, its maw open and teeth prepared to rip his throat out. Akura-Ou sighed in relief when Kikuichi grabbed the fox and stopped it.
"Don't kill it." Akura-Ou ordered silently. "I don't hate foxes." He watched the fox carefully and embraced it. "I won't hurt you. You're so warm."
He didn't notice the fox open his maw by his neck...