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((So, yeah, after possibly some bitching, quite probably NSFW, also backdated to after this))

That damn bat and his ridiculous demands that he be free from the consequences of his actions. I told him not to screw up and he ends up screwing. He bitches about something I told him would be unstable. Idiot.

There are times I think I should be a recluse, too. Then I wouldn't have to deal with the idiots. But, then I'd get bored and restless.

At least I paid him back. Though, my head is starting to kill me. I head up to my room, knowing Near will probably be there or will be soon. I rub at my temples. I really hate that wandless magic makes my head want to explode.

I tap on the door before opening it, and smile at him before rubbing my head. "Hey," I mutter, leaning against the door to take off my boots, rubbing my head between each one. "I hate wandless magic, but it's useful."

It's been, god, a year and a half since we've come here. And, a couple months shy of that that either of us would say we've been together. And, it's his birthday. I should be able to find him something special, but the hard part of that is finding something that will fit in our room. I'd almost suggest a larger room, but we're both rather comfortable. And, most likely, the room would end up being the same size. He's not that into going anywhere, either. He'd probably tell me he just wants to be with me if I asked, or look at me blankly since we really don't see the point of birthdays. It's another day.

What can I really offer him, though, that he'd want and doesn't have or can't get himself? Therein lies the difficulty. I could be cheesy and give him me, but he knows he has me already.

So, I decide the direct approach will work best. I knock on the door before entering. "Near, would you like anything special for your birthday?" I ask him, leaning against the door after closing it.

((Potentially NSFW))

((OOC: backdated to after this. Godmodding of Kurama done with mun's permission and approval))

Just fucking great. This...this whole thing. He's going to hate me. But, he had to be stopped and yelling wasn't getting through. And, then I had to keep him from bolting after I shot him. I just winged him, not a serious shot, but I shot him. Fuck. And, then, I knew I couldn't petrify him. That would just make this worse. I bound him, instead. It hurts to watch him trying to get out, but I can't let him out until I know he'll be okay. Kusu'll make him okay. He trusts Kusu and Kusu loves him.

Kusu's going to fucking hate me. This is the second time I've had to force him to deal with something about Kurama that's...god, don't let him be broken. I cast a charm on us as I walk him, float him, really, to Kusu's office, so that no one will notice us. With his snarling and twisting, we really don't need that, too. "Shut it, old man, I'm taking you to your lover," I say, trying to sound confident and what passes for friendly between us.

He's going to hate me. I'm going to lose a friend over this whole thing and all because I had to keep him from completely losing himself. He was close, I could see it. It would have been worse if I'd left him and he'd have blamed himself. This way, he can blame me, which isn't any better for me, but maybe, just maybe, he'll understand and maybe, someday, we can be friends again.

I don't make friends easily. I never have. For us to get along so well so quickly...and now that's gone. Fuck.

"Kusu," I say just outside his door. I'm sure he's heard us approach as the door opened as soon as I said his name.

He glanced at us and stepped aside. "Quickly," he said.

I guide Kurama through the door, being careful that he doesn't hit anything even though his struggling's gotten worse, like he doesn't want to be with Kusu. Stupid fox. When the door closes behind me, I keep him just above the ground while I explain. "I found him wailing on Karasu, close to losing himself. Karasu was already out of it. He didn't respond to me yelling at him, so I shot him and bound him to keep him from bolting. I figured..." I stop, looking at the floor. "I hoped you could help him," I mutter, looking at the floor. "I'm sorry," I whisper.

Kusu touched my arm and I looked up. "This one would rather have him here than lost." There was a tension around his eyes, I think.

He was angry, partially at me, but he didn't blame me. I don't know how I knew that, but I did. "When...if...when he can understand..." I'm not sure what I want to ask.

"He will understand you brought him here, yes," Kusu said, seeming to understand what I wanted, even though I was having trouble with it. He sighed. "Baka na kitsune." He looked at me again. "You, as well, but I do not have time to deal with your foolishness now. Go, find your lover. He will be the one to soothe you now." He walked over to Kurama and laid a hand on Kurama's cheek.

That seemed to calm Kurama some and I set him on the ground as gently as I could manage. I slipped through the door as quietly as I could, just barely hearing Kusu crooning over Kurama. Once the door was closed, I ran to my room, where Near would be. God, I needed him.