Kusuriyuri or Inari, Kusuriyuri or Inari... Kurama's head wasn't working the way it should've, he was sure, because there was something just as important they had to consider but with Kuronue so close and kissing him so sweetly he couldn't just...
There it was, a cognitive flash in the turned-off parts of his brain. He gripped Kuronue's shoulders again, but this time with a little more urgency. "What about Yukimura?" This was said with more than a little feeling of dread, he had visions of katanas shining in the dark as maybe more than the warning of a jilted lover. Not that Yukimura could permanently hurt him, but their friendship was on shaky ground at best, and at worst... well, the man had cut his head off once.
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Date: 2010-12-22 02:01 pm (UTC)There it was, a cognitive flash in the turned-off parts of his brain. He gripped Kuronue's shoulders again, but this time with a little more urgency. "What about Yukimura?" This was said with more than a little feeling of dread, he had visions of katanas shining in the dark as maybe more than the warning of a jilted lover. Not that Yukimura could permanently hurt him, but their friendship was on shaky ground at best, and at worst... well, the man had cut his head off once.