Kurama wilted. He wasn't sure... no, that was a lie. He knew exactly what was wrong and couldn't do a damn thing about it and that hurt.

"Kuro, I didn't not tell you out of spite," he said, scooting over to him with some difficulty. "I just... wasn't thinking the way I should have been. I wanted him gone so badly, because I didn't want him hurting you or Kusu or Yuki or anyone else any more. I couldn't stand not knowing when I was going to hear some awful news next, and even more it scared me that you might be next." Kusuriyuri, he knew, was always protected, but Kuronue was reckless and cocky and gave Kurama minor heart attacks just by walking around somewhere.