Kurama shivered when he heard Kusuriyuri speak his name. The way his voice moved, it sent a kind of wonderful thrill up his spine. He was about to reply when a crash of thunder - muffled by the canopy but still deafeningly loud - interrupted him. He waited for the noise to fade and kissed Kusuriyuri again.

"We'll miss the show from down here... I don't think she will mind if we go topside," he murmured, pushing himself up.