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Because I love ya'll, a little teaser from the next chapter of What Price Love. The chapter seems to be writing itself... either that, or the muse is having a field day filling my head with bits and pieces of dialog and narrative. If I can make sense of it, I should have this chapter written and up by this weekend... or at least month-end.
“Hello, Hiei.”
At the sound of that voice, Hiei’s head snapped up and he straightened. The tiny hand clasped in his slipped from his grasp, all but forgotten now, as the world narrowed down to himself and the lovely red-headed figure standing before him. His sight and mind didn’t even register the Detective and the Fool standing behind Kurama. Hiei’s eyes were only for his fox.
Those eyes widened, their ruby depths filled with wonder as Hiei stared at the fox. How was it possible for someone already so beautiful to have grown even more so? Hiei didn’t know the answer to that question; only that it was true of the figure standing in front of him.
The lithe body still held the same graceful athleticism of a dancer, though it was thinner than Hiei remembered. The face, too, was thinner; it’s finely drawn planes making the features appear even more elfin-like. And Kurama’s eyes… to Hiei they seemed even more jewel-like than ever; far more brilliant than any emerald.
Hiei knew he was staring but found he cared not in the least. As always, the fox held him in thrall. The spell was only broken when he heard Ryuushin’s excited cry of “Papa!” as the young boy launched himself at his father.
With a tender smile, Kurama bent down to retrieve his son; lifting the boy into his arms and holding him close. Ryuushin returned his father’s hug, nuzzling against the warm neck before he pulled back and looked up at the fox, his smile wide.
“I found him, Papa,” he stated proudly, “even though he was twyin’ to hide… I found him!”
“As always, little one, your perceptions have served you well,” the kitsune replied. “However, you should not have gone into the woods alone; especially since you had no knowledge of what you might have found there.”
Though the words were gently spoken, Ryuushin hung his head. “I’m sowy, Papa.” The tiny voice was soft and filled with regret. He knew he’d upset his father. “I didn’t mean to make you wowry. I’ll wemember next time… I pwomise.”
Another soft smile lit Kurama’s face and the arms holding Ryuushin tightened gently around the boy. “It’s all right, my son,” the kitsune answered, “I know you will.”
“Hello, Hiei.”
At the sound of that voice, Hiei’s head snapped up and he straightened. The tiny hand clasped in his slipped from his grasp, all but forgotten now, as the world narrowed down to himself and the lovely red-headed figure standing before him. His sight and mind didn’t even register the Detective and the Fool standing behind Kurama. Hiei’s eyes were only for his fox.
Those eyes widened, their ruby depths filled with wonder as Hiei stared at the fox. How was it possible for someone already so beautiful to have grown even more so? Hiei didn’t know the answer to that question; only that it was true of the figure standing in front of him.
The lithe body still held the same graceful athleticism of a dancer, though it was thinner than Hiei remembered. The face, too, was thinner; it’s finely drawn planes making the features appear even more elfin-like. And Kurama’s eyes… to Hiei they seemed even more jewel-like than ever; far more brilliant than any emerald.
Hiei knew he was staring but found he cared not in the least. As always, the fox held him in thrall. The spell was only broken when he heard Ryuushin’s excited cry of “Papa!” as the young boy launched himself at his father.
With a tender smile, Kurama bent down to retrieve his son; lifting the boy into his arms and holding him close. Ryuushin returned his father’s hug, nuzzling against the warm neck before he pulled back and looked up at the fox, his smile wide.
“I found him, Papa,” he stated proudly, “even though he was twyin’ to hide… I found him!”
“As always, little one, your perceptions have served you well,” the kitsune replied. “However, you should not have gone into the woods alone; especially since you had no knowledge of what you might have found there.”
Though the words were gently spoken, Ryuushin hung his head. “I’m sowy, Papa.” The tiny voice was soft and filled with regret. He knew he’d upset his father. “I didn’t mean to make you wowry. I’ll wemember next time… I pwomise.”
Another soft smile lit Kurama’s face and the arms holding Ryuushin tightened gently around the boy. “It’s all right, my son,” the kitsune answered, “I know you will.”