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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.

Date: 2008-11-17 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
Kusuriyuri considered a moment. "I will still have my office," he said slowly. "It is more the space to prepare plants, to teach deshi how to prepare medicines. I would not want that in my office." It also took up about half of his room in Ravenclaw.

Date: 2008-11-17 02:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
"Baka na kitsune. Classes are held in classrooms. It is the medicines that are of concern." Though the words were a reprimand, they were gently delivered, Kusuriyuri's fingers seeking Kurama's ears again.

Date: 2008-11-17 02:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
Kusuriyuri flicked an eyebrow at Kurama. "So that we may remain embraced without having to worry of commitments?" he asked solemnly. He leaned forward and kissed Kurama, letting his answer be known in that rather than actually answering him verbally.

Date: 2008-11-17 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
Kusuriyuri shivered in pleasure. Just beyond him, just beyond what he could feel, he knew it was cold that ice was forming from the water that had fallen earlier. He couldn't feel it, though. He just knew Kurama's touch. He caressed Kurama's ear, encouraging him. "If this one's medicines will fit within Shirogitsune's quarters, this one would wish to reside with Shirogitsune," he whispered, answering Kurama's earlier question.

Date: 2008-11-17 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
"I am yours," Kusuriyuri whispered, closing his eyes, savoring the words.

Date: 2008-11-18 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edomedpeddler.livejournal.com
"We are ours," Kusuriyuri agreed softly. He caressed Kurama's ears, his hair, kept him close.

The dawn found them still in the Mother's embrace, still in each other's embrace, still warm despite the frost.

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