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Kusuriyuri was in his office studying when a tap at his door caused him to look up. A blond head he hadn’t seen in much more than passing looked in on him. “Mello? It’s been a while.” He beckoned the boy in. “It is usually Near who comes by.”
Mello entered the room, bending to work his boots off before stepping onto the tatami mats. He bowed slightly, enough to be respectful. “Near is resting,” he said, a slight smugness under his tone.
“I see,” Kusuriyuri replied calmly. “And you require?” he asked when the boy sat cross-legged across from him.
“If it’s not too much trouble,” Mello began, “more of what you usually give Near. And,” he paused a moment.
“And?” Kusuriyuri prompted, not remembering Mello to be hesitant.
Mello looked at the door and then rose. He crossed the room, closed the door, and then returned to his seat. “Kurama?” he asked.
( Crows, Ravens, and Black Birds )
Mello entered the room, bending to work his boots off before stepping onto the tatami mats. He bowed slightly, enough to be respectful. “Near is resting,” he said, a slight smugness under his tone.
“I see,” Kusuriyuri replied calmly. “And you require?” he asked when the boy sat cross-legged across from him.
“If it’s not too much trouble,” Mello began, “more of what you usually give Near. And,” he paused a moment.
“And?” Kusuriyuri prompted, not remembering Mello to be hesitant.
Mello looked at the door and then rose. He crossed the room, closed the door, and then returned to his seat. “Kurama?” he asked.
( Crows, Ravens, and Black Birds )