https://serrulata.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] hh_mirror2008-11-12 12:32 pm
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A whole barrel of it ((Closed, Kusuriyuri/Kurama))

Kurama was sure that one of the reasons he didn't like gods and tended to try and stay away from them was because, for some inexplicable reason, they liked to use him as a little cat-toy. Bat him around a little here, let him think he's free for a minute, then start chewing on his head for a while.

It's starting to get old, and the string of his patience has been growing short. He was sick of working in the greenhouses, bored of staying in his office or his room, and not yet intrigued enough to start really exploring the castle. What he wanted now was to be around someone calming.

Kusuriyuri, of course, was the calmest person he knew. Kurama also adored spending time with him, so it was in search of the Medicine Peddler he went, first deciding to check his office.

He paused at the door and knocked politely, in case any students were in or Kusuriyuri was busy.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
After a moment consideration, Kusuriyuri allowed, "It is the truth that matters, more so than the name, provided the name does not change the truth. It is the nature of humans, and youkai to a large extent, to assign names to things that they may be understood."

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Some names, more comforting than others," Kusuriyuri murmured. "Some more personal, some treasured, even." He glanced up at the ceiling. "A name gives power over that which is named."

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Kusuriyuri smiled. "There was a time when only those close knew more than the family name of a person. Even friends would use familiar names rather than a person's true name for fear of the power the true name gave the other. True names were only given to those most intimate, most trusted."

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"That may be so," Kusuriyuri murmured. "Or there is more of a supposed intimacy between people now that they do not understand what it meant before?" To him, it was much more intimate to address someone by their name than by a pet name or nick name.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps," Kusuriyuri sighed, looking up at the sky and its swiftly moving clouds. "Perhaps the desire to have what their parents earned?"

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"And, I have heard it said that parents wish to give their children what they did not have, which then devalues what they earned." The wind seemed mournful as it blew between the castle and the forest. Though he was curious, Kusuriyuri did not ask why they were headed in that direction.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Kusuriyuri squeezed Kurama's hand, drawing him a little closer. "There are those in each generation who remember wisdom. They are fortunate, as are their children."

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Kusuriyuri watched the forest around them. "I left the Makai when I was old enough to. I have wandered since. That I am aware of, no, but that is not to say it is not possible." He glanced over at Kurama. "And yourself?" he asked gently.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Would you wish to be a father?" Kusuriyuri asked, though between them, it wouldn't really be possible.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
In the seclusion of the forest, Kusuriyuri allowed himself to wrap his arm around Kurama's waist. He walked in silence a while. "When Shirogitsune is prepared, he will be a good parent," he said softly. The details of just how this would be accomplished could be worked out later.

He listened to the forest around them. "I think it will rain," he murmured.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Kusuriyuri laughed softly. "Shirogitsune loves to dance the storm?" he teased gently. He could feel the strength of the trees around them, pulling strongly at them. "In a place this alive, it would be intoxicating," he admitted.

[identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Kusuriyuri bowed as well. There were few living creatures in the human world as old as or older than he was. There were few in the Makai as well, for various reasons. He looked up, for the first time in a very long time, feeling small. He greeted her in the oldest, most formal way he knew, once reserved only for the nameless gods. He was sure she would remember it.

He felt welcome filling him, a trace of amusement as well. "It is an honor," he replied to the feeling.