Apr. 15th, 2011

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Find Mello. Easy enough, Kurama could track his friend's scent as easily as if the kid had a giant red arrow following him everywhere. It was a very useful talent, especially now. He couldn't afford to waste any time.

Kurama made his way down to the kitchens, where he could hear Mello browbeating some hapless house elf or another for any information, any lead. Kurama couldn't blame him, but he had the feeling the elves would have been threatened with very real terror before Mello got to them. He leaned against the doorway and waited, the cold little idea unfolding itself in his head.

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