Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Soul Mates ❯ First meetings ( Chapter 3 )

Soul Mates

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A/n: Ah, the first meeting! The chapter you've all been waiting for!

 

Chapter 3: First meetings

 

 

Kurama's heart was racing. It pounded in the back of his throat as it swelled to enormous measures. It was going to happen. He couldn't believe it! He looked back at Hiei who was following him. Unlike him, Hiei was calm and didn't seemed too fazed that he was going back to see Kurama's old partner. Then again, he never seemed excited or fazed by anything.

 

“Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming, Hiei,” Kurama said softly. He could feel his knees want to give way in joy. All he wanted to do was run out back there, but time seemed to be at a standstill, not wanting to move.

 

“Don't worry, I have no intentions to wake you up because you're not dreaming,” Hiei replied as they finally came to the door that led back behind the stage.

 

Though Hiei didn't say it or express himself, the fire-ice demon was happy for his friend. Kurama would no longer be depressed, sad, suicidal and hurting. At the same time, he was also a bit saddened that there would be no further sexual encounters with Kurama now that Kuronue had been revealed. Now Hiei would have to pursue another `bed buddy' for sexual encounters. He had an eye out for Yomi for a back up. But for the moment he would just concentrate on making sure the reunion went smoothly.

 

There was a bouncer at the door who looked him over once, and smiled. “I'm taking it you're Raven's `Important person' huh?” the bouncer asked.

 

Kurama nodded. “I am. This is my friend, he's with me.”

 

The bouncer looked lower to see Hiei who had his arms across his chest. “Well, I suppose that I will let him in too, given that you are together. Raven's not too picky about having his guests bringing their friends along for the show. Enjoy,” he said as he stepped aside, opening the heavy black door that led backstage. “You should find him just back there in the dressing room.”

 

They headed back to the dressing rooms with long strides, dodging past a few other dancers that were heading to the stage for the next viewing. Kurama and Hiei shortly found themselves standing back of the stage at the dressing rooms where there was a black door which had a sign with “Raven” written on it. It was his very own private dressing room. Its door was closed, with another bouncer next to it.

 

“It seems that he must be very popular to have his own private room,” Hiei announced, looking at the label on the door then to the bouncer. He had to figure that the club was really making a big deal about Raven. Then again, Hiei could see why, the show he had watched had explained it all. He had to admit his friend's old partner gave him a hard on.

 

The bouncer held out his palm for them to stop. “Are you Kurama?” he questioned putting his hand down as they stopped, and folded his arms across his impressive chest.

Kurama nodded, “I am. My friend's with me too,” Kurama said as he nodded back to Hiei behind him.

The bouncer said nothing as he opened the door for them, and allowed them to pass through as he stepped back to the side. “He's expecting you.”

Kurama's heart jumped into his throat as he entered first. Kuronue was brushing out his hair, and allowing it to fall free of the confines of the binder. The bat demon turned to face him as he heard them entering; setting down the brush, he smiled. The corners of his lips were pulled so high they almost reached his eyes, which sparkled with glistening tears. He quickly blinked them away as he rushed over, instantly embracing Kurama in a tight bear hug.

 

“Youko…” he whispered Kurama's other name, pressing his body closer as Kurama returned the embrace, ignoring and forgetting all the pain his body was in from the other day. All he could think about was touching his Youko again. He needed some form of contact to know that this wasn't a dream and his lover wasn't about to be slipped away. “It's been too long! I never thought I'd see you again!”

 

“It's been eighteen and a half years, Kuronue. Not a day has gone by without any thoughts of you,” he replied pulling his head back, and cupping Kuronue's head in his hands as he looked him over. There hadn't been much of a change in his looks. He had a few changes in his appearance, like the rounded ears that were once pointed, and his eyes that used to be a solid blue were now were mixed with purples and blue. He was also a bit shorter from his former self, like Kurama in his human form. It made him want to question if his lover had another form. “It doesn't look like you have changed too much.”

 

Kuronue shook his head, bringing his hands up to Kurama's face, stroking his soft cheek with his thumb. “You've changed a lot though. Red hair, green eyes, shorter then ever and yet you're still stunningly beautiful.” He smiled and made the first move as he crushed his lips against Kurama's in a fierce kiss.

 

Stunned for a second, Kurama hesitated. He hadn't been kissed like that in ages. Not even from Hiei. It took his mind a few seconds before relaxing in to the kiss, then eagerly returning it. The kiss was addicting, his old mate's taste being irresistible with his own unique flavor of fruit and spice along with everything nice. The kiss was reluctantly broken as they both needed air that couldn't be drawn in fast enough through their noses, and they broke away panting. Breathless, Kurama replied, “This is the shell that I chose. I can change at will.”

 

“I've seen.” He smiled with a small nod remembering earlier. Though he might have sworn that Kurama was unaware of it and his Youkai was calling for him. Kuronue glanced back at Hiei; he hadn't even seen him come in with Kurama. “Forgive me for my rudeness. I didn't see you! Please have a seat!” he said, quickly ushering Hiei over to the sofa against the wall. “I'm Kuronue, if you haven't heard already, which I'm sure you have, though. Who might you be?”

 

Hiei sat on the arm of the chair. “I'm Kurama's friend, Hiei.” He made no signs of a handshake. He just kept his arms folded across his chest, not wanting to have any further contact with anyone. “I've heard plenty of you. Don't mind me; I'm just the observer along for the ride.”

 

Kuronue nodded, “Well, nice to meet you,” he said. He wasn't much for acknowledging others and really didn't care either. However, he was in such a great mood. He was ecstatic that the day was turning out to be so surprising and very uplifting. “Are you a demon as well?” He couldn't help but want to know who this new person was that must have had some importance to Kurama who could hardly be one to carry around `baggage.' Judging Hiei by the energy coming off of him that he was masking slightly, he was quite strong, and he thought that he was a worthy friend of his mate.

 

“I am a Koorime ice apparition and a fire demon,” he replied. He wasn't much for words; he said what was needed and nothing more. He knew that this was Kurama's time to shine. There would be another time for him to talk and learn about Kurama's old partner. “I met Kurama years back.”

Kuronue nodded. “From the time you've met you've been friends ever since?” He was curious as to what their relationship was with each other, and if there was something more in the mix other then a simple friendship. Kurama had to have some form of bond with him to bring him along to see him.

“Well, we were boyfriends for a short time, every now and then when I was truly and desperately lonely and was in need of company. I was trying to get over your loss, but it didn't go so well so we kept to being friends. Don't worry too much about him,” he said quickly, but honestly so his mate wouldn't think he was cheating or anything.

 

“I'm not worried about that. I know you didn't know that I was alive. Nor did I. We're in the same boat, I've had my round of “boyfriends,” none of whom were satisfying or worked out,” he sighed, scratching his ear. No matter what, every date seemed to become boring to him. They were never anything like his Youko. Nor were they even remotely as beautiful and sexy as him either. He couldn't fill the black void that was in his soul with any of them. There was only one person that could do that. One demon. One special someone, and that someone was Youko Kurama. “If I had known that you were going to be here reincarnated, I would have looked for you sooner. Maybe I would have even found you sooner.”

 

He nodded understanding. “Well, enough about me. What happened to you? How did you get here? Tell me everything,” Kurama said. He wanted to know how his mate, Kuronue, had come into Ningenkai.

 

“Well, after I had died I sought another body. Well, that's what I am guessing. It's all a bit fuzzy after I had left my original body,” he said with a frown, trying to remember what had happened after that. “I really wasn't expecting to come back after I had fallen through the trap. But I did. I felt my spirit seeking another form within someone's baby.”

“My spirit did the same thing. But I sought out another form,” Kurama said when there was a pause in the conversation. It seemed to Kurama that they both thought alike one way or another. That was the reason why they made an excellent couple with each other.

 

“I was born into a wealthy family. I moved out of the place because I couldn't take being around those humans any longer so I hit the road at 16, and I've been on my own since,” he continued to explain. “I've been making my own money dancing and thieving, pick pocketing; things I'm good at. Like in the old days, remember?”

 

Kurama nodded. Those were the good days. Now he hadn't done any thievery since that night. There were too many memories it brought up that were painful to him, and he thought about them every time he had the idea of going on a hunt or robbery. That simple reason kept him away from doing what he had loved to do before. However, he still possessed the skills to do it, though. He might be rusty a bit on them but he knew that they were there.

 

Kuronue's mysterious colored eyes narrowed at him in wonder. “So how'd you wind up here anyway? They didn't kill you did they? I've noticed how you've taken this redhead's form. And back out there,” he jerked his head to the door leading back to the stage. “You became Youko; in your original form that I remember and seeing you as.” It puzzled him as to how Youko was in this new form. He remembered having to tell him to keep on living and not kill himself because he couldn't handle being without him before he finally died.

 

Kurama looked down at his feet feeling a bit ashamed at what had happened to him. He hadn't really `died', at least not yet, though he could have died. He had sacrificed his former body to be in another form while he had been weakened from the almost unthinkable capture, and a torture he'd never want to even contemplate about, as well as from the javelin that was thrown through his chest. “I had gone back for vengeance,” he said softly, still studying black-tiled flooring. “I know I shouldn't have. But I did. I wasn't thinking like I should, but can you blame me?” He looked up at Kuronue.

 

Kuronue shook his head, still listening. It was obvious that he couldn't blame him for losing control because of his murder. It had been malicious and uncalled for - the prolonged paralysis of his body while he burned with a poison that seeped through the openings of his gashes which he had sustained. He was slowly being killed and he couldn't have done anything about it. He couldn't scream; he couldn't move. He could only watch with his prickled vision as he looked up at the terrified, grief stricken, pained eyes of Youko as he gaped down at his fallen partner. Those haunting mysterious gold eyes pained him every night when he dreamed. Kuronue never wanted to see those eyes like that again. Knowing how much pain Youko must have gone through seeing him like that hurt almost as much as the bamboo stakes penetrating his body. They had been placed meticulously placed so whoever fell on them would bleed to death slowly as the poison seeped through resulting in an agonizing death.

 

“I hadn't been paying attention like I should have. I had my foot caught in one of those human contraptions, ensnaring my paw. They found me within moments,” Kurama said distantly. His memories went back to the past. He had to chew through his own flesh to escape, all due to his foolishness and the mistake of taking action out of vengeance right away and not creating a plan. Kurama was a bit ashamed of himself. “I had to chew through my own flesh to escape the torture that was surely to come. I ripped out a few throats on the escape, but they managed to throw a spear into my chest. I had to flee and save the rest of the deed for later. So I escaped; I needed to regain my strength so that I could finish them off. It was then I left the world behind and was reborn in this body.”

 

“Was the chest wound fatal?” Kuronue asked. He had never thought his mate could be harmed severely. Kurama was strong. He was king of the forest, controlling the plants and trees; he was the ultimate opponent that you wouldn't want to meet in your stroll through the woods. That was, if you could even make it into the forest past all the man-eating plants that bent to Kurama's every whim.

 

Kurama gave a slight nod. “It grazed my heart. Later, before I left Reikai I found that it severed a major blood artery leading out of my heart. I wouldn't have lasted much longer had I remained,” he confirmed, rubbing his chest absently where the spear hit. “It still didn't amount to the other pain that I felt for you.”

 

“I'm sorry I left you in such pain. I'm sorry that you had to watch as I died. Though it was comforting that I didn't die alone,” Kuronue replied. “However, it's something that I don't ever want to have to go through again.”

 

Again, Kurama nodded. Something had died in his heart that night when Kuronue died. Now that feeling that had been there previous to the death was returning and filling the emptiness that was there. There was no need for sadness now. They were reunited. They should be celebrating, and not dwelling in the past. The past was the past. “Enough of this gloomy talk, Kuronue, let us go celebrate our reunion,” Kurama said as he got up from the couch. “Where should we go? Are you off now?”

 

“I agree. Let's not dwell too much in the past, but we will always keep it in mind. We don't want to repeat the same mistakes and get ourselves killed again,” Kuronue nodded. “I can be off now. They can wait for the next performance. If they can't, well, they can shove it up their asses because I have something far more important to do.” Technically he could be off until 4 o' clock. Being with Kurama would take longer then a few hours. He had so many plans that raced through his mind, there were so many things that they needed to catch up on. “Well, if Hiei doesn't mind, I'd like to take you off alone and spend some quality time with you, if that's allowed?”

 

Hiei uncrossed and crossed his legs again. It didn't bother him too much that Kuronue wanted to take Kurama off alone and spend some time with him. Kurama deserved so much, and he wasn't about to take that away from him. “I don't mind at all. I think I'll head back to Makai for a few days and kill some demons. Or go piss off Yomi,” he said as he got up from his seat. He really just wanted to just go spy on the old goat. There was nothing better to do.

 

“Are you sure?” Kurama asked his friend. He didn't want to ditch him, yet he wanted to be with Kuronue.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Okay, well I'll see you soon then?” Kurama went over to Kuronue who was going over to the silver rack where his normal clothes were hanging and watched him slip into his black leather biker pants and slipped on a raggedy torn up black tee shirt, giving him a bad boy look.

 

Hiei shrugged as he headed for the door. “Yes, in a few days.”

 

Kurama watched as he left; closing the door behind him. Kurama then turned to Kuronue, waiting as he put on his boots. “So, did you have anywhere in mind?”

 

“How about your place?” he suggested. He would bring him over to his place, but it wasn't quite presentable and actually was quite a pigs' sty. It hadn't been cleaned in a few weeks and there were still boxes that hadn't been unpacked. The bed was also on the floor and not in a frame.

 

“Oh? You want to come to my place?” he asked. Kurama hadn't planned on bringing Kuronue back to his place. He looked a bit surprised that Kuronue would want to. The only thing that worried him was that his mother might come home for lunch as she sometimes did. With the luck he was having he knew that he would definitely run into her.

 

“Unless you have some weird family rules that you can't bring boyfriends over?” Kuronue threw in quickly as he finished getting ready to leave. “Come let's go, we'll talk and walk.”

 

Kurama shook his red head. “No, not at all, it's just that I told my mother I was going to the doctor's today. She might be home. I had to give her a partial lie to come here. We can go to my place.”

 

“What did you tell her you had to go to the doctor that was a partial lie?” he asked as he passed the bouncer who looked after them, not saying anything. He knew he was on break and he had until four to come back. He had drawn in a lot of money in one show and he was allowed to leave, unlike the other strippers who had to stay.

 

“Oh… well the other day I slipped and bruised my hip. It's nothing big though, just a small bruise. I'll heal,” he said quickly. He didn't want his mate worrying about him now. His friends had fussed him enough about the bruise; Kurama didn't want any more fussing over it. “I think she thinks that I am still at the doctor. But I can tell her that I went already. As for how you came along, I'll just say I ran into you.”

 

It was an easy enough lie for Kurama to pull off once more. Kuronue had no objections and he said nothing about the bruise, he knew how Kurama had been in the other life. If he was anything like that now, he didn't want to be fussed over either. The Youko liked being pampered but not fussed over. He had a lot of pride and independence that Kuronue respected.

 

“Alright well, sounds like a good lie to me. Let's go meet mama.”

 

 

 

Sure enough, they came back to the house to find Shiori there for her lunch break. Kurama entered the front door first. He could hear his mother in the kitchen, and smell the soup that she was cooking. Turning around he ushered Kuronue inside and closed the door making a bit of noise to announce he was home.

 

“Suichi, is that you?” his mother called from the kitchen, hearing the door close.

 

Kuronue looked at Kurama with a skeptical brow that was cocked in question. But he said nothing, figuring it was a new name that Kurama had taken in this life. He too had been given a new name, which was ironically “Raven.” His stage name was the nickname that Kurama had given him in the former life. And though he shouldn't have used his real name that he had in the current life, he did.

 

“Yes, Mother, it's me,” he replied as he took off his boots, holding them in his hands after undoing the laces. He suddenly realized that he was wearing his mesh clothes that were his dress for going out, and he had to curse himself for not thinking about what he had been wearing. His mother wouldn't believe him now if she saw him. It was a good thing that she was in the kitchen, which wasn't in front of the stairs that led up to his room where he could change. “I have to go upstairs for a moment. I'll be right there to tell you how it went.”

 

“Okay, I'll get you a bowl of soup for lunch also.”

 

Kurama quickly hurried up the stairs to his bedroom, leading Kuronue silently up. “I totally forgot my clothes! How could you let me forget them?” he said as he closed the door behind him, locking it. Going over to his closet, Kurama picked out some tapered white pants and a green silk blouse to go with the pants, tossing them onto the bed.

 

Kuronue had just thought this was how he normally dressed. He hadn't known Kurama in this life long enough to know how he dressed. Kuronue only remembered how he dressed in the other life. “I thought this was how you normally dressed. I didn't realize you had a different style of attire. Otherwise I would have said something. But I do like how you are dressed as of now.”

 

Kurama pulled off his mesh clothing and tossed them over into the closet for later hanging up. Then he slipped on the silk blouse, buttoning it he shook his head. “No, I only dress like that on the occasions when I go out to clubs. I can't dress like that at school - they have regulations.”

 

Kuronue paused to think. “School? You still attend it?” he asked.

 

“Yes, I have to. Plus I want to. Why?”

 

“Because I attend as well,” he answered. Kuronue was still in school though he had moved out. It was his final year as well. He had switched over in the middle of the school year, paying the school extra to enroll him. Why he wanted to go was a mystery. “I'm going to the one across the park just down the road. I just enrolled in it not too long ago. I keep forgetting the name.”

 

Kurama's eyes widened a bit, “I go to the school across the park too! Maybe you're the new student that was supposed to be there in a few of my classes!” he said hopefully. Kurama thought it would be exciting if it were true. He still hadn't seen the new student, and Kuronue was the newest person in town that he knew of that was young enough to still be in school. “They haven't been in class for the past day or so that I know of. Then again I haven't been there today so it could all be a mix-up.”

 

“Oh, well I went there this morning to pick up my missing homework. Since I have the early shifts this week I am unable to make it to class. Starting Monday though, I'll be attending class,” he explained as he sat down on the bed watching Kurama undress out of the sexy tight pants that he wore, showing off his nicely sculpted ass and legs that were perfect for gripping him as he took him. And just the thought of those legs around him had him hardening painfully. Not having much sex for almost two decades had him wanting him more then ever. However, he held back. He was in Kurama's house and his mother was still unaware of her son's guest.

 

Kurama felt overwhelmed, he would be able to attend school and see his mate at the same time. He'd be able to see him after classes, possibly during class if they were in the same class together. “Oh, this is wonderful!” he exclaimed, tossing his pants in the closet, slipping into the less attractive, yet mysterious, clothing that had many wondering what he really looked like beneath. “I hope that you're in my class! Do you think you can come tomorrow to school? It's Thursday; maybe you can get the week off and just work nights?”

 

Kuronue shrugged. “Well, maybe I can quit all together. It's not as though I need the money. Though I have a contract for another few weeks with them, but I say “fuck them”. They don't need my body and I don't need my body being groped.”

 

Kurama nodded. He didn't like the idea of his partner's body being groped either and it had his tail bristling. The idea of filthy human hands touching Kuronue made him want to go off and rip every one of their throats out, and protect his mate from them. He was a very possessive demon. “Great! Oh Kuro!” He sat on his lap and kissed him. Pulling back he looked at him some more, unable to drink in enough of the sight of his partner in front of him. “Come, let's go meet Mother. She'll love to meet you!” he said quickly' Sliding off his mate's lap and feeling the erection, he looked down, his smile reaching the corners of his vivid green eyes. “Oh… well, we'll have to take care of this shortly.” Kurama reached down to stroke it through the pants. It was an impressive erection, much like his, but his was much larger.

 

Kuronue could only groan at being pulled away with a promise of later relief. “Oh, you're such a tease, Youko…” he whispered as he got up with Kurama who opened the door. “Just like you were a tease back then, love.”

 

Kurama only laughed as he headed down the steps into the kitchen, his eyes sparkling with joy. “Mother, I want you to meet someone. I met him on the way to the doctor's. He's an old friend of mine. Well, he's more of an old boyfriend that I was separated from a long time ago,” Kurama said reaching back for Kuronue who was coming into the kitchen with him slowly and unsurely.

 

Shiori looked up surprised at her son. She hadn't heard anything other then her son's voice when he came home. Then again, she knew he was an excellent sneak that always slipped past her, and she always failed trying to catch him. Setting the bowl of beef stew on the table she looked at the person who her son brought home. He was tall and fit with long flowing dark raven hair, and he had unusual eyes like her son's vivid green. She made no signs of how she felt about him but she looked back at Suichi, who had a sparkle in his eye like none she ever had seen before. It was as though he had a new light of joy in his eyes. They had been the normal plain vivid green, but now had shifted to a brilliant bedazzling green. “Well, I guess that we'll need another bowl for him,” she said with a smile, and went over to the cupboard to get another bowl. “Come in and sit down.”

 

Kuronue nodded following Kurama to the table sitting down next to him. “I'm Raven, you can call me Kuronue. That's what I go by.”

 

“I am Suichi's mother, Shiori. Its lovely to meet you, Kuronue.” She smiled at him sweetly as she set the hot bowl of soup down in front of him, and then went to grab him a spoon. “I didn't know Suichi had another friend. Did you two use to date?” she asked, sitting down at the table across from Kurama.

 

Kurama hesitated for a moment not sure if he wanted to tell his mother everything. He looked at Kuronue, nodding. “Yes. Long time lovers,” Kurama said with a small blush. He didn't mind his mother prying; he just thought she still thought he was with Hiei. “As I said, we were separated but now we're back together.” Kurama ate some of his soup, glancing over to Kuronue happily.

 

“What about you and Hiei?” she asked lacing her fingers together and resting her chin on them, watching them with interest. She could tell that her son loved this man more then anything and Hiei was nothing more then a friend now. “Won't he be sad?”

 

“Yeah, I might imagine so. But he understands. After all, he does know about our relationship. He is completely fine with it. Besides, I think he's taken a liking to someone else,” Kurama replied.

 

Sherri was glad that her favorite one of her son's friends was going to be fine with it. Now she turned the subject over to the doctors. She wanted to know if anything was wrong with her son. “What did the doctor say about your side, Suichi?” she asked curiously. “I hope nothing is cracked.”

 

Kurama calmly looked up at her, “No, nothing is wrong, Mother. Nothing serious, all I have is a nasty bruise. The doctor just recommended to ice it and take some pain medication. She just said to be careful next time,” he lied perfectly. He knew he wouldn't be taking any pain medication. He never liked taking human medicine. He had his plants he could rely on. They had their own medicinal properties. On occasion, Kurama did use human medicines, like flu medications; stuff his mother shoved down his throat.

 

“That's good; you should go rest then. I'm sure that your side must be hurting terribly. Do you want me to get you some medicine?” she asked getting up to go look in the cupboard, playing her role as mother. “How about a cold pack?”

 

Kurama nodded at the hot pack suggestion. “Yes, I think I'd like a cold pack. Thank you for your concern, Mother,” he said, finishing his soup. He mentally rolled his eyes. He loved his mother but he hated being babied. All he could do was to bite the bullet and live with it while he needed to. It wouldn't be long until he would be moving out of his home. Which might be sooner then he thought, now that Kuronue and he were reunited.

 

He looked over to his mate who had finished his soup and sat there observing him. Kuronue looked anxious and moved his eyes up to the ceiling in a suggestion that they head upstairs for a bit more talking, and just maybe something else. By the scent of his mate, Kurama could smell that he was up for something more then a bit of cuddling. Kurama was anxious himself. He wanted to feel him skin to skin. Mouth to mouth, and furthermore, he wanted to be one with him.

 

“Mother, what time do you have to be back to work? Don't you have to be there soon?” Kurama said.

 

“Oh, yes, thank you for reminding me. Let me get this out and wrap it up for you. Then you can head upstairs to rest. Don't be doing anything that you shouldn't either, young man,” she said seriously. “You don't want to overdue it. You'll miss another day of school. I'm sure you don't want to miss anymore now do you?”

 

Kurama shook his head.

 

Shiori removed the cold pack and wrapped it in a towel and handed it to her son. Removing the bowls from the table she set them in the sink for later washing. Looking at the clock, she grabbed her purse. “Be good boys now, I'll be back later. It's been great meeting you, Kuronue. Please feel free to drop by anytime. You're always welcome here.” She ran over to give her son a quick smooch. “Good-bye, Suichi.”

 

“Good-bye, Mother,” he said as she smooched him. He watched her flying out the door before he turned to Kuronue who smiled back at him.

 

“Your mother seems very nice. I like her,” he said with a smile.

 

“Yes, she's a great mother,” he paused looking at him for a moment. “So… do you want to go up to my bedroom and talk?”

 

“Oh yes, I want to do something more then just a talk,” he winked and pushed out of his chair and raced for the bedroom laughing. “Catch me if you can, Fox!”

 

Kurama smiled as he got up, pushing their chairs in and headed up to his bedroom; ignoring the hot pack left on the table. He was in no hurry to get upstairs. He was going to be savoring this moment for a long time and he took his time going up the stairs slowly.

 

This was turning out to be a wonderful week for him.

 

 

A/n: Wow! I got something done this summer! LOL! I'm sorry for the long wait again. Argh! Me and my slowness! It's really not easy having one computer with the internet and the other being my working station and has all my damn programs on it that I need to work on stuff.

 

I do plan to take a break from the next chapter for TSATM because I really want to redo the first few chapters. So expect delays. I'm thinking of starting that in August though. Well we'll see how the next update goes.

 

And I do promise to put a lemon in the next chapter! I know this story needs one.

 

Now on to that requested story!

 

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Summary: InuYasha is locked out of the house in the freezing cold, finally managing to get inside he's frozen to the bone. Guess he needs someone to warm him up, or rather something to warm him up.

 

Fan group: http:// groups. yahoo. com/group/CrimsonInHumanBlood _Fictions_etc/ (with no spaces)

 

Fan group description: A place where fans can get mailing updates of short previews to upcoming chapters before they actually go up and they can view pictures of fan art, as well as post their own. There are also polls to vote, casting the fans own opinion of what should happen or just influence what's to come.