Well, goodie for you. Genkai believed Hiei (apparently she simply couldn't
buy the 'saving you' story, even though that part was true) and now you're
under constant surveillance. Which means Kurama has been your shadow for
the past two days. It's getting pretty darn annoying too! Frustrated, you
storm around the temple with a glare that would have scared off any little
kid in the park, and caused them to wet themselves. But you haven't been
completely bored. Your genius mind has been formulating a plan of how to
teach that baka oni a lesson! But...uh...so far you've come up with nada. Your
head is as empty as Botan's.
You've taken up wandering the yard again. After a few hours, you discover a small fish pond. The intense-blue of the water reflects the fluffy white clouds in its depths, and you occasionally spot a large goldfish dart under the water. A gnarled old willow leans over the pond, its long branches hanging down over the water. You sit under the tree, moodily staring at your scowling reflection in the water. Folding your arms acrossed your chest, you tilt your head to the side, and see Kurama standing a few feet away, leaned against a tree, toying with a blade of grass. "Oh for the love of McDonalds, Kurama! Can you be any more obvious! Stop following me!"
He gives you a sheepish smile. "How can you prove I'm following you?" He asks softly, his emerald eyes flickering in amusement.
You shoot him a dirty look and shout, "How can I NOT prove it!? I've been walking in circles for hours now, and you 'conveniently' happen to be going in the same direction? BULL!"
Shrugging, he gestures to a gorgeous bush of roses that grows on the other side of the pond. Delicate pink petals with fringes of red intertwined like a tie-dye shirt. "How can you prove I am not just here to look at the flowers? That is a motive that I could prove, I do, after all, appear to be rather attached to them, no?"
"Nice form of logic, fox." You mutter. With a smile, you give in and decide he has been nice, so you might as well return the kindness. You pat the section of grass beside you, inviting him to join you. He smiles and takes the offer. "So who put you up to following me?"
"Genkai, of course."
"She thinks that I'm going to hurt myself? Go back into the forest? So Hiei can save me again, then say he didn't?" Just talking about it is setting off your anger. You start to turn red out of rage at the image of Hiei telling Genkai he didn't save you, and that you were a total idiot.
Kurama hastily lifted a hand as a gesture of peace. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! I never said I believed him, so it would be unwise to jump to the conclusion that I agree with his story. You sure like to get upset over nothing, don't you?" You let out a low, threatening snarl. He laughs and ruffles your hair, "No offense, . I am merely stating a fact."
You bristle at his touch and shove his hand away, and try to fix your hair. "Baka kitsune!" You hiss. He starts laughing again, but its not mocking. He's enjoying fooling around with you. After a moment, you reach up and yank one of the long locks of scarlet hair that frame his face, and pull him down to eye-level. "Don't. Touch. My. Hair."
He blinks, then his lips tease up in a smile. "Hiei was right, you do have a bit of a temper."
"He has no room to talk," You answer, giving his hair another tug, just to be sure you get your point across. He winces slightly and draws back, but you do not relinquish your hold on his hair. "By the way, what did you mean by Hiei and my personalities being to similar? We have nothing in common at all, except maybe the love of swords."
Kurama heaves a sigh and smiles ruefully at you. "So, you were eavesdropping?" He shakes his head slowly from side to side while continuing, "Well, that's another thing you two have in common. He adores listening in on my conversations, especially when I'm speaking to Yukina. As a matter of fact, he has approached me about that particular comment as well."
"And what did he say?"
"That I was sadly mistaken and that I needed rest. Now, would you kindly release me? It's not polite." Kurama says, sounding impatient. "Hikari will be here any minute, and the last thing she'll want to see is me being held down by my hair by an year old boy/girl."
You feel your eyes narrow. "Who's Hikari?"
A light shade of crimson colors his cheeks as he answers, suddenly very nervous. "Well...She's one of the spirit detectives based in America." You let go of him and pull away, staring at him in surprise. Hikari, Mokemono, and Shikiba...He mentioned them when talking to Yukina. You forgot all about that! "Now, if you'd be so kind as to come with me, you can get aquatinted."
You stand and follow. Kurama is acting very peculiar. He continually straightens his shirt, as though it were impossibly wrinkled. It's not. He casts several looks at the temple as you make your way there, only to blush and look back down. But no one is looking at you. So what on earth is his deal? You've seen people act this way on their way to a prom. He's acting like this girl is his......
"Kurama, when did you get a girlfriend?!" You blurt out without realizing it.
"Oh!" Kurama seems to be on the verge of telling you, but then closes his mouth and shakes his head. You amusedly note that his face is the same shade as his hair.
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You've taken up wandering the yard again. After a few hours, you discover a small fish pond. The intense-blue of the water reflects the fluffy white clouds in its depths, and you occasionally spot a large goldfish dart under the water. A gnarled old willow leans over the pond, its long branches hanging down over the water. You sit under the tree, moodily staring at your scowling reflection in the water. Folding your arms acrossed your chest, you tilt your head to the side, and see Kurama standing a few feet away, leaned against a tree, toying with a blade of grass. "Oh for the love of McDonalds, Kurama! Can you be any more obvious! Stop following me!"
He gives you a sheepish smile. "How can you prove I'm following you?" He asks softly, his emerald eyes flickering in amusement.
You shoot him a dirty look and shout, "How can I NOT prove it!? I've been walking in circles for hours now, and you 'conveniently' happen to be going in the same direction? BULL!"
Shrugging, he gestures to a gorgeous bush of roses that grows on the other side of the pond. Delicate pink petals with fringes of red intertwined like a tie-dye shirt. "How can you prove I am not just here to look at the flowers? That is a motive that I could prove, I do, after all, appear to be rather attached to them, no?"
"Nice form of logic, fox." You mutter. With a smile, you give in and decide he has been nice, so you might as well return the kindness. You pat the section of grass beside you, inviting him to join you. He smiles and takes the offer. "So who put you up to following me?"
"Genkai, of course."
"She thinks that I'm going to hurt myself? Go back into the forest? So Hiei can save me again, then say he didn't?" Just talking about it is setting off your anger. You start to turn red out of rage at the image of Hiei telling Genkai he didn't save you, and that you were a total idiot.
Kurama hastily lifted a hand as a gesture of peace. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! I never said I believed him, so it would be unwise to jump to the conclusion that I agree with his story. You sure like to get upset over nothing, don't you?" You let out a low, threatening snarl. He laughs and ruffles your hair, "No offense, . I am merely stating a fact."
You bristle at his touch and shove his hand away, and try to fix your hair. "Baka kitsune!" You hiss. He starts laughing again, but its not mocking. He's enjoying fooling around with you. After a moment, you reach up and yank one of the long locks of scarlet hair that frame his face, and pull him down to eye-level. "Don't. Touch. My. Hair."
He blinks, then his lips tease up in a smile. "Hiei was right, you do have a bit of a temper."
"He has no room to talk," You answer, giving his hair another tug, just to be sure you get your point across. He winces slightly and draws back, but you do not relinquish your hold on his hair. "By the way, what did you mean by Hiei and my personalities being to similar? We have nothing in common at all, except maybe the love of swords."
Kurama heaves a sigh and smiles ruefully at you. "So, you were eavesdropping?" He shakes his head slowly from side to side while continuing, "Well, that's another thing you two have in common. He adores listening in on my conversations, especially when I'm speaking to Yukina. As a matter of fact, he has approached me about that particular comment as well."
"And what did he say?"
"That I was sadly mistaken and that I needed rest. Now, would you kindly release me? It's not polite." Kurama says, sounding impatient. "Hikari will be here any minute, and the last thing she'll want to see is me being held down by my hair by an year old boy/girl."
You feel your eyes narrow. "Who's Hikari?"
A light shade of crimson colors his cheeks as he answers, suddenly very nervous. "Well...She's one of the spirit detectives based in America." You let go of him and pull away, staring at him in surprise. Hikari, Mokemono, and Shikiba...He mentioned them when talking to Yukina. You forgot all about that! "Now, if you'd be so kind as to come with me, you can get aquatinted."
You stand and follow. Kurama is acting very peculiar. He continually straightens his shirt, as though it were impossibly wrinkled. It's not. He casts several looks at the temple as you make your way there, only to blush and look back down. But no one is looking at you. So what on earth is his deal? You've seen people act this way on their way to a prom. He's acting like this girl is his......
"Kurama, when did you get a girlfriend?!" You blurt out without realizing it.
"Oh!" Kurama seems to be on the verge of telling you, but then closes his mouth and shakes his head. You amusedly note that his face is the same shade as his hair.
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