Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ L'Amoreux (My Kitsunep4) ❯ L'Amoreux ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

L'Amoreux (NYC 11-22-02)
by: Baby Nyx


"...If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be
a 100 minus a day, so I never have to live without
you..."

-Winnie the Pooh


I'm bored.

Kurama is on the computer arranging something,
somewhere... I sat in one of the comfortably large
overstuffed chairs they have in the client lounge
area of de Beers. My cup of green tea sat half drank
on the coffeetable, the ocha didn't taste like the one
I liked back home. Kurama said I shouldn't have
anymore coffee because I was getting jittery, I don't
know what he meant by that, all I did was yawn and
shiver at the same time and tapped my fingers
impatiently while they haggled.

Yes, the deal is done, we have an hour or so before
we have to go back to the Plaza Hotel. His back is
towards me typing while he talked on the phone in
French and English. I've haven't been waiting long,
I'm just restless.

He has way too many clothes on... I want to sit on
his lap and bury my nose in his hair, I want to run my
fingers through that red silk... Shuichi's arms fit
me just right, I like it when they surround me, I feel
safe and warm.

I wish he'd hurry... I wish this day is over. Damn,
he's busy tonight...

I wonder how uncomfortable he is, he keeps shifting
in his seat.

Hn, mine, that ass is mine.... I'm the reason why he
keeps shifting around like that.

Ch. I'm smiling again, I've been smiling too much, is
there such a thing as too much smiling? I know I
like... no love it, when Kurama is smiling, it makes
me feel lighter and better.

Why was he almost in tears back then? I felt this
intense surge of... pain? Joy? I don't know and when I
looked at his reflection he looked miserable before he
turned to look at the ceiling and then at the
approaching Mr. Oppenheimer.

What was that all about? I have no idea, I do not as
a habit plunder Kurama's mind. That's wrong.
Oppenheimer and his associates are another matter
though.

I held my Kurama's hand and saw him smile for me, It
wasn't a false smile but it didn't quite fit either.
He was grateful I took his hand, I stayed close to him
during the entire testing and haggling part which
lasted only half an hour at most and did the mind
reading for him.

These diamond merchants are shrewd. They gave us a
price 25% lower than the market value, I told Kurama
this and they passed a piece of paper as they
haggled, finally they agreed on a price after Kurama
named a rival diamond company in a whispered japanese
conversation with me.

Kurama is a millionaire now, the diamonds weighed a
total of 50 carats something in assorted cobochon,
teardrop and marquise cuts. Flawlessness,
colorlessness and their size upped their price. (1)

Everybody was satisfied with the deal they shook
hands and made Kurama promise that if he had more,
they are more than willing to buy it at the price they
agreed upon.

The money's been transferred to a bank in a place he
called Switzerland they opened an account for him
there and he is now opening an account here in The
Bank of America.

"Hiei? Koi?" he called me without taking his eyes off
the monitor.

"Hn?"

"I want to show you something." he said gesturing to
me as he put the phone down, one hand on the keyboard
the other glued to the mouse.

Ch, I'm sounding more and more like a Ningen
everyday.

I went to where he was sitting and he pointed at the
screen. "This is our account number and our password,
remember them, anytime you need money you call this
number," he found a pen and a pad and began writing
down the numbers "Someone will ask you a couple of
questions you'll know the answer to, then they'll
transfer money to any account on any bank anywhere.
The Banq du Suisse will send us their client card via
express mail within the next 2 days. I also opened an
account with the Bank of America, we need to go to
their New York branch for our debit card verification.
I want us to also get an American express card, that's
widely accepted but our Visas are okay. We should only
use those for emergencies."

Us.....Our....We.....

I memorized the series of numbers and our password it
wasn't hard to forget "Youkai". I can spell that in
English, Katakana, Hiragana and Kanji.

I put my arms around him "Are we done here? I'm
bored."

He looked up at me "We've been running all day and
your bored?" he asked me in disbelief that warm smile
I wanted was on his face. I bent to kiss his forehead,
he sighed and that deep ache washed over me, it was
the same as the one I felt from him when we were
looking at that emerald ring... Ah, I understand now.

He loves me so much it hurts.

Without thinking twice I know he'll die for me. He'll
go through hell and back for me, he'd do anything to
keep me. Because he'd die without me. I pressed my
cheek over his silken head, letting him bear my
weight.

I know he'd do that because I feel the same way.

"Love? Are you alright?" he asked trying to tilt his
head up. I looked at him and I saw my face reflected
in his, that same sweet misery only the deepest love
could bring.

"I feel the same way Kurama." I whispered. "Don't
ever ask me to go on without you."

He gasped and his brows crumpled, I stopped him from
looking down as tears fell from his lashes. I kissed
them, and followed each salty trail to his closed
eyes, I kissed his damp lashes as his hands crossed
over my arms.

"Love - in him are lunancies seventy and two. He hath
bound a myriad victims in his fetters, wounded a
myriad wisemen with his arrows. Know that every
redness in the world is from his anger and every
paleness in men's cheeks is from his poison. He
yieldeth no remedy but death, he waketh not save in
the valley of the shadow; yet sweeter than honey is
his venom on the lover's lips and fairer his
destruction in the seeker's eyes than a thousand
lives...(2)

"I won't ask you my love, if you won't ask me." he
whispered softly.

We held each other like that for what seemed an
eternity, I knew he was quoting someone with those
words but those words rang true. A new emotion added
itself to the ache in my chest, Fear.

I fear losing him, and if death should claim him I
know I'll follow very soon afterwards, there's no
point to living without him.

He feels the same way...

And that man, whoever he was, was right. We have gone
insane. And it made perfect sense.

"Your stupid and insane. Sounds about right." I said
as I held him tighter, he snorted and shook his head.

"I love you." He looked up at me and smiled "What am
I going to do with you?" he asked me as he cupped my
cheek.

I shrugged "I don't know... keep me?" I asked.

"Forever if that's possible." he replied. His lips
touched mine in a gentle caress, no urgency, no
burning need, just this thing we shared passing
between us making my knees weak.

"I suppose I have to do the same." I said as I let
him go.

"Hmmm yes, I hope you never get tired of me." he said
as he turned the seat around, he stood up and wrapped
his arms around my waist.

"Tired of you? Tired from your antics maybe but tired
of you?" I shook my head "I don't know."

"Hiei I'm sorry if I hurt you all those times I took
you, but I was... well..." I put a finger on his mouth
to silence him.

"You could barely sit properly and it's my fault, do
you hold it against me?" he shook his head. "I don't
either." I leaned closer to him and whispered in his
ear "I liked it."

When I pulled away a wicked grin was on Kurama's face
"I have to find a week, no a month, where we can make
love all day, every day, every night..."

"O gods." I muttered in dismay.

He laughed, and snuggled me close. He laughed while
tears still stained his cheeks, his arms wrapped
around me squeezing me tight as he smothered his
laughter on my shoulder. We've gone insane.

I smiled sharing his humor, I pressed close to his
neck and took my gem from my mouth where he can't see
it, I want to kiss him.

He pulled away and we stared into each other's souls.
His eyes are the most beautiful things I have ever
seen, I could look into them forever, I could drown in
them. His lips parted and I knew he was going to give
me the kiss we wanted, I lifted my chin and parted my
lips to recieve him.

There must be a god somewhere who hates perfect
moments because right there and then we got
interrupted.

"Oh my word!" We turned as one to a matronly woman
wearing a dead animal's fur, she had diamonds on her
bosom and it dripped from her ears. She covered her
mouth and blushed furiously, she was clearly disgusted
by what we were doing "Excuse me!" she left
hurriedly.

She's lucky that wasn't fox pelt she was wearing or I
would have-

"Dammed interruptions." Kurama muttered. "Where were
we?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around me again.
I smirked and crossed my arms.

"We were getting ready to leave for the hotel for
some privacy before your show starts." I said and I
saw the Youko, who was near his consciousness all this time pouting before he lowered his head and he was Shuichi again.

He smiled and nodded, he let me go with a brief kiss,
I was glad he turned to the computer or he would have
seen me pout. I watched him as he turned off the
program he was running and the sheet of paper he was
writing in got folded and stuffed into one of his
pockets. He helped me into my coat and I took his coat
from him to help him into it.

The woman was in a corner pretending to look at the
display cases there, she looked at us and raised her
nose in a snub as she turned towards the other display
cases. "... damned faggots..." I didn't hear her other
words but I heared that part clearly.

My temper shot through the forgiving mood Kurama
created in me. I clenched my fists and growling went
to bash her face in.

"Hiei!" I felt Kurama's hands on my arms stopping me,
he pulled me around and pushed me away before I could
singe her ugly hide.

"Did you hear what she said!" I shouted at him.

In a private corner he put his arms around me to
reassure me "Shhhh, I heard, and it's true."

That gave me pause.

"We've..." He hesitated on a word "embarrased her and
she's only acting out from that." His hand was flat on
my back rubbing me gently "We should not have been
doing that there anyway, there are still a lot of
people who are prejudiced or don't understand. Besides
she was saying that low enough thinking we wouldn't
hear her, she was talking to herself."

"Still, I want to-" he kissed me to stop me.

"And lose you to Koenma? No way." he said.

He's right. "Dammit." I pulled away from him and
headed for the exit.

"Wait Hiei, I need to get something first. It won't
take five minuites." He said "You can wait here or
outside if you wish."

"The exits." I muttered as I turned to leave, I
wanted to look at how they secured that jewelry store
near the front doors. Hn, Kurama was thinking the same
thing I was. Not that I'm fond of jewelry, it's the
'getting it' that matters.

The Youko is very near Shuichi's consciousness, I bet
he's already planning how to break in and steal only a
few select pieces to taunt the ones who created this
system.

We actually said no to each other. Sure, we can steal
that beautiful 'necklace' we both liked from de Beers
but, how are we going to get it out of New York when
we have to pass through customs? Americans are so
paranoid they wouldn't allow a pair of scissors on a
plane, they upend the hand carried bags and x-ray the
luggage.

When Kurama arrived he looked like he was running, he
smiled at me, I nodded and we walked out of the
building and any plans of plundering it. Perhaps when
we have officially dissapeared...

I stalked down the sideway glowering at people so
they backed away from me and gave me space, I could
feel Kurama right behind me respecting my silence.
Someone, a mugger, tried to bump me, I glared at him
and pushed him at arms length when he got close, he
started mouthing-off cursing me, I ignored him.

I can ignore that, but not anything said against my
Kurama.

Too many people, too much of a bother for me and
Kurama, I made for an alleyway near a low brick
building and made a leap for the fire escape I went up
it's stairs as quietly and as quickly as I could and
waited for Kurama at the top.

As soon as he got there I made my way to the hotel.
He followed, everytime he lagged I waited and as he
approached I left.

When the hotel was near, I made the final leap and
landed behind some evergreen bushes inside the park, I
wanted to walk the rest of the way.

Kurama was right, but I can't help it! What she said
ticked me off, personally I don't give a damn, but
because it was also directed at Kurama it made me mad.
No one curses Kurama, no one calls him names except
me!

And Kurama was right, I stopped in front of the pond
and sighed. I felt Kurama step closer to me and stop
behind me, a hand tentatively touched my shoulder. I
sighed again and my breath misted in front of me.

He didn't mind... but I do!

I crossed my arms even as his arms creapt around me,
I know it's futile to remain angry but I don't want to
be placated yet. His arms are around me now, and his
warm body is pressed against my back, dammit, he's got
his face in my hair.

I shook my head to dislodge him but my body betrayed
me by leaning against the warmth he created around me.
"Thank you Hiei." he said.

"For what?" I grumbled.

"For wanting to protect me."

"Hn."

"For caring about what other people say about me when
I don't."

"Ch."

"For being so adorable even when your angry." he said
teasing me as he rubbed his cold nose behind my ear.

"Dammit! Kurama get off me." I shrugged him off half
heartedly. There's really nothing I wanted more right
now than to be in his arms, he knows this because he
took my hand and led me to one of the park benches
overlooking the pond. He sat down and pulled me down
with him, I ended up seated next to him.

He put an arm around my waist and brought me closer,
his head leaned against mine. "I think I understand
why you never say you love me, words are just not
enough anymore." he said softly. I leaned into him
burying my face between his neck and his shoulder,
breathing in his scent. I opened my mouth and sucked
in a bit of his firm flesh and gently bit him, no
wounds just a nip, he tensed then sighed against me.

I've come to accept the fact that Kurama likes his
pleasure mixed with a bit of pain. I had thought about
it while I waited for him earlier. His response is
much more passionate when I'm hurting him, I don't
understand why, but that's what he wants.

That's why Yomi gave him those scars, he needed the
pain. I accepted this need of his, I don't want to
hurt him but...

We'll have to talk about this.

I reached up for a lock of hair and played with that
bit of silk as I nibbled and sucked his throat. His
sigh of contentment calmed my anger, I snaked my other
hand around his waist.

"Kurama?" I asked as I let his throat go.

"Hmmmm Hiei maybe we should go to our rooms." he said
his voice gone hoarse.

"What the fuck?! Fags making out in our park!"

"We can't let this shit happen round here man!"

I got pissed all over again, Kurama's hand tensed on
mine I shook my head, another perfect moment had been
ruined. I was annoyed and frustrated now as I let
Kurama's hand go, I touched the reddened bruise I made
on his neck, knowing it will turn purple in a few
hours. I gave it a final chaste kiss.

I sensed 6 men behind us, big, young, stupid.

"This is why public display isn't a good idea."
Kurama sighed heavily.

They came closer, I saw a hostile look drown the
desire in my Kurama's eyes. I held him still "I won't
kill them." I said as I stood to confront our would be
attackers.

They look like Benny, their skin is almost the same
color as my favorite chocolate. Kurama said they are
called blacks even if they're not black. One of them
is actually a very light shade of brown and looked
different. They are all dressed in black with red
bandanas tied around their heads or their arms, I bet
they had nothing better to do right now, a gang of
young, bored, humans.

I'll be more than happy to oblige them, I'm itching
for a fight.

"Maybe if you biatches pay us we'll let you go
without a beating." one of the black guys with a red
bandana around his head said, he was the first guy who
talked, he's probably their leader. I don't know what
a biatch is but it's guaranteed to be an insult.

He took out an ingenious little knife that comes out
with a flick of a switch. It's only 4 inches long but
it's so cool, I wanted one. I was tempted to draw my
12 inch hachiwara just to show it to him, or break his
blade with it.

"Cool, I want your knife." I told him.

"You want it? If you don pay up your gonna get it."
They were amused at their leaders words and started
drawing their 'weapons'. One of them carried a metal
pipe, another one carried a baseball bat, the brown
guy carried a big jack knife that looked old and
ordinary, the bigggest guy had 2 iron knuckles on and
the one besides the leader probably has the deadliest
weapon, an icepick.

Why? Because icepicks are like thick senbon needles.
You don't bleed outside, you bleed inside, and all the
dirt from the pick stays in to infect your internal
wounds and kill you slowly. I've already fought a
demon who used poisoned senbon needles and I can
assure you it wasn't a pleasant expirience.

"Naw man! We don't want their kind, 'round here.
Maybe we should beat their asses up so they won't show
their ugly faces here no more." the guy with the jack
knife said.

I stood in front of Kurama "If you know what's good
for you, you will leave." I said calmly.

"Hey! Did you hear that yo'll, the shrimp is
threatening us!" their leader called me a shrimp. That
human DARED call me a shrimp, I smirked at him at him.

"Oooh I'm scared. Lookit my knees brudah, they
shakin'." They laughed some more, they're so stupid
they don't know when death is staring at them. They're
not listening to that little voice in the back of
their heads that's telling them to run for their
lives. All they see is a little man/boy in an
expensive coat and a pretty man who looks too soft to
defend himself.

"Hiei, maybe I should handle this, we don't want to
mess them up too much." Kurama must have sensed the
change in my mood, I was pissed when this all started
but now I'm excited. I want to beat this gang into a
pulp.

"Hn." I grinned, "I want to beat someone up Kurama,
these morons are heaven sent." I'm not even going to
use my hachiwara.

I saw the first inklings of fear in some of the men,
no, technically they're still boys. They may be big
but I think they're only 16 or 17.

Again it's my size that made them think I'm weak
because ice pick guy gathered enough courage to say
"Who are you going to mess up huh?" he came up to me
eyes staring straight at Kurama I stepped between them
and he tried to make me back down by getting into my
personal space, I glared at him and he stopped a foot
away. "Give us your money fags or we're going to mess
you up so bad you won't get out of the hospital for
weeks." he said tossing his ice pick casually in one
hand.

"Ch." I pulled out my wad of bills from my pants
pocket and I saw their eyes bug out. I stuffed it into
my coat pocket "I want to see you try and take it from
me." I heard Kurama make a worried sound, but it
wasn't for me. "Stand aside Kurama, they're mine."

"Okay." he said and I heard the defeat in his voice
"Okay, just don't kill them. We can argue self defense
but they are human we are not going to win." he said
as he tried to walk away.

"And where do you think your going?" two men blocked
his path with a pipe and a baseball bat.

"My lover told me to stand aside, save your energy,
he's a handful. Oh, and if you can defeat him," he
pulled out his own wad of bills "I'll gladly add
this." He threw his bill fold at me and I caught it
without looking in his direction, I smirked as I
pocketed it. "That's what? Eight almost a thousand
dollars?" he said brushing them aside as he leaned
against a tree and crossed his arms.

This is going to be fun, but I have to remember to go
easy on them, these guys are weak, they might even
kill themselves trying to hurt me. "You can still back
out if you want." I said standing straight I casually
examined my nails I know what their answer will be.

"Your dead meat!" ch, so predictable.

It's a slow dance of sorts, I had to fight at their
pace otherwise I would be done within the space of a
heart beat.

The guy in front of me, the brave one with the
icepick tried to stab me with his weapon, I put my
hands around his hand turned it forcefully around and
it went in below his right ribs, he looked up at me
horrified. I left it lodged there and sweapt him off
his feet with a low kick. He's bleeding internally
now, and the look in his eyes told me he knew that.

Live by the sword, die by the sword.

I dodged a pipe swung at my head, caught the wrist
and broke the elbow from behind, the guy who weilded
the pipe screamed in pain, his weapon fell from his
numbed hand. To make sure this one won't get up I
dislocated his ankle with a stamp of my foot. He
screamed again and it was music to my ears. I went
into his space caught his shirt and using his broken
arm for leverage threw him over ice pick boy who had
just pulled his pick from his liver. They cried and
they cursed as they pushed away from each other.

I caught the cool blade swung low towards my abdomen
with my thumb and forefinger, the leader stared at his
blade and my fingers, then at me. His eyes went wide,
he's going to try and push hard, behind me ice pick
boy is back on his feet.

"I want this knife, where did you get it?" I asked
and it infuriated him that he couldn't move his blade
at all. I timed it so when he pushed hard, ice pick
boy was behind me ready to stab me with his weapon. I
twisted the blade out of his hand and his momentum
sent him into ice pick boy with a partially open hand.
I heard them cry in pain and there was a loud thud, as
icepick boy collapsed clutching his middle throwing up
his lunch on the pavement.

The leader was on his knees nursing broken fingers, I
kicked him in the ribs and broke several, he cried and
clutched at his sides as he crumpled into a ball on
the pavement "Oi, this shrimp just kicked your ass." I
smirked down at him, "Stay there, I'm not done with
you."

I looked over at Kurama and found him amused and at
the same time sorry for these people. I tossed the
blade at him and he caught it deftly between two
fingers "Keep that for me."

"Hiei your messing them up too much." he warned me as
he closed the blade and pocketed it.

I would have answered but the guy with the jack knife
attacked me from behind. I dodged him easily and
confronted him, I put one hand behind my back. "No,
this gang have caused troubles for many, what I'm
doing is a public service." Jack knife guy lost some
of his bravado.

"You going to use that?" Before he could answer I
kicked the bottom part of the knife that was sticking
out from his fist and it flew over head. I floored him
with a round house kick to the head, he fell down
stunned but still aware. I caught his knife between my
fingers before it fell and tossed it at Kurama's tree
in one fluid motion, it didn't quiver as it sank
almost halfway over his head. Kurama gave a long
suffering sighed, he knew I was showing off.

I turned to face the last two, they tore their eyes
off the tree and the knife buried an inch over
Kurama's head, they looked at me and finally heard
that voice in their heads that told them to run. One
of them dropped his bat and ran like a pack of rabid
wolves were at his heels, the one with the knuckles
was too slow. I picked up the pipe and holding it like
a javelin, lightly threw it at the back of his head,
he fell unconsious.

I heard a familiar cry of pain and the solid clatter
of iron behind me. The leader was clutching his wrist,
the jack knife I threw at Kurama pierced his hand to
the hilt. A small gun lay several feet away from him.

"Kurama! I said-"

"I know, I know, but if they so much as scratch you
I'll be so pissed they'll be in the front pages and
Koenma will have me." he said still leaning against
the tree, his arms crossed.

"Che." I casually kicked icepick boy who tried to get
the gun and knocked him unconscious with another kick
to the face. "Quit moving or I'll hurt you some more."
I pointed at pipe guy who tried to crawl away. Pipe
guy cringed and held his good hand out begging me not
to hurt him.

I kicked the gun towards and under the evergreen
trees that had partially shielded us from casual
observers then I went to the leader and picked him up
by the collar. I dragged him towards Kurama.

"Please let me go I swear you won't see us here
again." he begged me I can smell his fear, I can see
it in his eyes, and it excited me.

I lifted him so our eyes met "Apologize." I heated
the air around me, made it hot enough to make heat
devils dance and I saw reflected in his eyes how my
own flashed crimson. Fear constricted is pupils it
became so much he lost his voice. I threw him in front
of Kurama face down "Apologize maggot!"

"S-sorry, I'm s-sorry O G-god! I swear, let me live
through this and I will change, I will go back to you
O Lord, I will listen to my father, please God!" he
trembled on his knees, clutching his pierced hand to
his chest with not broken but sprained fingers.

"Nani?!" The moron is apologizing to the wrong
entity! I saw Kurama cover his lips, his shoulders
shook with suppressed laughter.

I kicked the human's behind "Not to your God moron,
to my lover. Say your apologies to your God when my
lover has decided weather you live or die." I said
gesturing at Kurama who was loosing his battle against
a laughing fit. I pursed my lips trying to stop myself
from sharing his humor.

But the man was out of it, he was praying to his God
looking up at the bare branches of the tree. I shook
my head in disgust.

I turned around because I heard groans and whimpers
from behind me and I can see the other boys trying to
pick themselves up.

Jack knife guy touched fingers to his forehead then
to his tummy and then to his left and right shoulder
while he said in a loud whisper "Dios Mio! El Diablo!"


"If I catch anyone of you trying to harm anybody here
again I will not kill you, I will simply break more
bones and make your lives more miserable. Do you
understand Carlos Reyes, Peter Johnston, Dwight
Irving." I said picking their minds for their names.
Jack knife guy was brown but he turned a sickly yellow
when I mentioned his name, the leader, Johnston, who
was on his knees in front of Kurama stopped breathing
as he looked slowly at me.

"Get thee away from me Satan!" he shouted as he
backed away, he managed to stand up and I regretted
not doing anything about his legs. He did call me a
shrimp. But one look at Kurama told me he won't let me
rectify my oversight, damn.

I turned towards pipe guy and he pissed his pants.
His cowardice disgusted me.

"Hn." I held my hand out to Kurama "Let's go." I
stopped heating the air around me and I realized I had
caused things to fog up. Because now that I've stopped
doing it the slight breeze blew the fog around us

"One of you better call the paramedics, your
unconsiouse friends will freeze." Kurama said as he
put an arm over my shoulders "That was a bit much my
love."

"Please! Don't go! I want to be your servant!" We
froze and turned as one towards the only guy who had
ran. He must have hidden himself amongst the evergreen
bushes I used as cover when we first got here.

"Get lost before I loose my temper!" I shouted at
him. He fell on his back without my pushing or
anything.

"Call 911, help your friends." Kurama told him, he
led me away with his arm still casually flung over my
shoulders.

People had noticed our fight and are now gathering
around the beaten up gang members. I should have
threatened them to keep quiet about us, but I don't
think they'll talk. Five men beaten up by a demonic
gay shrimp is very embarrassing and downright
unbelievable.

We're out of the pond area and waiting for the signal
to cross 58th street. I snorted, amused by that
thought and I felt Kurama's eyes on me, I looked up at
him and he asked me with a smile "Do you feel better
now?"

"Yes." I replied.

He smiled "Poor bastards, you managed to bring them
back to God." Kurama said sharing my humor.

"Except for that one who wanted to be our servant."
There's always the strange one.

He chuckled "He did as I said and I think he's
following us."

"He is." I confirmed.

"What do we do with him?" he asked.

"He might prove useful so I'm letting him follow."
The lights changed so we crossed the street.

"He is a witness but no one will believe their story
anyway, that final touch freaked them out love, when
you heated the air around you and used their names?"
He chuckled. "They thought your the devil himself."

"You find that amusing?" I asked.

"I'd rather be amused than worried or angry." He put
his arm over my shoulder and steered me away from The
Plaza hotel "Let's have a snack before we go inside
it's 4:30 already, I have to be in the ballroom by
6:00pm. They did everything they needed so I won't
have to go to the final fitting at 5 pm."

I let him steer me away from our rooms and their
privacy. I feel better but, I also feel vindictive.
There was no intense rush of adrenalin, no battle
fever when I broke those humans. I feel like I did a
chore, it was fun, I'm not angry anymore but, I'm also
not in the mood for sex.

This invitation to have a snack is also an invitation
to talk, to relax away from the intensity we shared
when we are alone in anyplace private.

I sighed, and leaned into Kurama, he knows me so
well.

There are still so many things I want to think about,
I want to sit somewhere private and run through the
events I've been going through. It's been a week, just
7 days and the changes in my life turned me and
everything else upside down.

From I, mine, me; to us, ours, we. From sitting in
trees alone to making love in hotel rooms. From
walking alone to having someone put an arm around me
as we look around for a good place to eat. From Makai
fare to Ningen delicacies, Japan to America, Kurama
and the Youko, that demon hunter Yoshira, that
unidentified entity spying on us, the eye they called
The Lady's mercy...

When Kurama goes to that pre-show I will go somewhere
where I can think. I need to.

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(1) Note on Diamonds :
Cuts:
Cobochon - u do not polish diamonds into cobochons, u
do that to opals, star sapphires, cat's eyes, tigers
eyes etc.

Marquise - tapered on both ends and cut brilliant.

Teardrop - shaped exactly as it says.

(2) Rume : The valley of Love