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Sensui’s words would never roll off of Nari’s shoulders as
she watched her growing son play around a bit with the chain that Nari
would on
occasion dangle in front of him like a playful kitten with a ball of
yarn. Lying
out on her side in her stall once more, she rested her other free hand
upon her
cheek so to keep her head off of the straw that obviously needed to be
cleaned
out and replaced. Managing a smirk for her overexcited mix bred son,
Nari eventually
embraced Okuro to bring him close to her chest with a toothy smile.

Okuro eyed his mother with a wag of his puffy fox
tail,
reaching for her cheeks. “Mommy,” he spoke clearly since obviously
calling her
that made his mother happy.

Hearing the opening and closing of the barn doors,
Nari
listened to the way the feet sounded when hitting the hard ground
beneath them as
they came closer to her stall door so she could attempt to pinpoint who
it was due
to each person to her walked a certain way. It didn’t sound like the
way her
masters’ carried themselves so it made Nari relax realizing they
weren’t coming
to drag her out and humiliate her some more. Keeping her emerald eyes
fixed on
the bars on her door and the lock, she watched as Candy, her African
American
neighbor was drug back to her cell by the wolf demon that owned her.
Seeing the
way the once proud Candy was now covering her face with her stringy,
unkempt
hair the way all broken slaves did that were female—even the males did
that
when their hair got long enough in attempts to hide from the shame they
felt
after being raped and humiliated in every way possible, made her frown
with a
furrow of her brow. Obviously over time, she gave up and caved in just
like all
the others did before her and it made Nari pity her as she had herself.

“Get in there,” the wolf demon growled, pushing
her back
inside with his large palm pressing against Candy’s abused back.

Candy wasn’t expecting the harsh push, causing her
to fall
upon her palms and side into the straw of her stall. Clearing her
sinuses a
bit, she looked up at her master a moment before eyeing her bruised
hands not
saying anything to him as she used to since she knew the rules now and
learned
to obey them.

Nari waited until the demon closed the door to his
slave’s
stall and locked it angrily before storming off. Obviously he wasn’t
too happy
about something and Nari could only wonder what got up his nose.
Keeping her
son close to her abused form, she cupped the side of his head a moment
before
kissing him in between his ears and standing to her hurting feet.
Pressing her
face against the bars that were her only window into Candy’s stall
above the
wood that came up to her chest, she peeked inside to make sure she was
okay.
“Candy—are you alright?”

Candy waited until the slamming of the barn doors
could be
heard before bothering to get to her feet steadily and answer her, “I
want to
get the hell out of here.”

Nari kept her eyes on the struggling Candy
watching as she
came close to her side of the bars so the two could exchange hurting
expressions. “Candy, it will be impossible for us to get out of
here…trust
me…I’ve tried…”

“You tried to escape before?” Candy asked quietly
amongst
the moaning and sniffling slaves within the barn. “Why didn’t they kill
you?”

Nari could only shrug while looking down at her
son that was
nuzzled right at her left leg. “I guess because of me making it so long
as it
is but right now I am wishing they had done so. I’ve been whipped to
death by
Master Yoko Kurama’s Rose Whip and sexually assaulted by his plants…I
have more
or less survived Yomi’s brutal beatings when he is drunk and sober.”
Nari’s
voice was starting to crack as she was forced to remember all of these
things
once more but she knew no matter what was to happen, she would be
tormented
with these images for life.

Candy leaned against one of the bars on her side,
only able
to hear the sounds Okuro was making in order to tell who was there.
“But you at
least got a son to help bear some of the burden and be the one thing if
anything to make you smile.”

Nari’s broken emerald eyes shifted down at her son
before
bothering to pick him up into her embrace. “I didn’t ask for him to
endure this
with me,” Nari whispered, cupping the back of Okuro’s blond, white
hair. “He’s
just a little boy.”

The neighboring woman looked over her shoulder a
moment at
the other stalls around them as if not wanting the eavesdroppers to
hear what
she had to say next. “What about your bat master—Master Kuronue was it?”

A jolt of surprise smashed into Nari’s weak body
making her
open her mouth in the same shocked manner. “How would you know about
that…?!”

“Kiddo, please,” Candy snickered silently,
“everyone in here
knows about that and are pretty much making bets behind your back on
what the
two of you may end up doing. Kuronue has been confronted by that Yomi
guy about
the issue several times in front of the other demons and some of the
slaves
have seen it. I mean he wears that necklace you made for God’s sake.”

Letting the shock of hearing that subside, Nari
ran her
fingers through her son’s hair for the time being to help settle him
after
playing around. “I don’t know what we are going to do. Master Kuronue
says he
cannot leave with me because of Master Yoko being his best friend and
he
doesn’t want to betray him.”

“Then you’re screwed just like the rest of us,”
Candy seemed
to hiss with anger. “But at least I have my death to look forward to.”

“And for that I envy you,” Nari remarked with
tears brimming
on her eye’s ridge as her face contorted in pain.

Candy eventually disappeared within her stall to
lie down
until the next time she would be dragged out leaving Nari alone once
more since
her other neighbor was never verbal towards her. Looking out at the
barred
window that was her only view to the forest and sky outside, she
sniffled a bit
trying to keep her sinuses under control. Looking at the moon that was
eventually taking the place of the setting sun, Nari gazed at her son
with a
heavy, forlorn sigh. “See that, Okuro?” She asked her yawning son.
“Eventually
we will be free and our lives will be okay…we will manage back in America
regardless of what you are…if my parents haven’t forgotten about me, we
can
live with them again.”

The human teen noticed that Okuro was getting
exhausted for
once unlike the other nights where he would wake her up randomly just
to play
around or cry that he was thirsty or uncomfortable. Seeing that all the
sleep
they could get would be helpful for the coming day, Nari lowered
herself back
down to her bedding that needed to be changed bringing her son close to
her
body so he would know she was there. Letting her child fall asleep
first, Nari
sighed through her nostrils wondering if she could truly get out of
Makai as
she had hoped she could in the beginning.

Knowing that dwelling on it wouldn’t do any good
Nari let
the tolls of the day take over her body, and closed her eyes to fell
asleep
next to her boy.

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The seasons seemed to pass by slower with an
eternal life
and one year seemed as though it was a century to someone such as Nari.
The two
further years that Nari endured took their toll on her body and mind.
The now
twenty year old battered woman stood at 5’6 thanks to the two inches
that she
gained when continuing to grow under the demon’s watch when she was
brought to
Makai at fourteen. Her uneven, unkempt blond hair reached down to her
waist now
from where it once stood about her chin making it difficult for her to
bathe at
times concerning how much there now was. The scars and marks on her
body
continued to come nearly covering her entire body but they were not as
frequent
as they used to when she continued to be disobedient. The only time
they raised
a hand to her now was if they felt she was acting too slowly to their
needs or
she was badmouthing them with her facial features. But what astounded
everyone
about Nari over the two years was she had pretty much given up
expressing her
pain or the way they forced themselves on her. The human woman just
took it
with the same neutral expression she gained and with the cold heart she
was
given thanks to all she had endured. The demons claimed they broke her
finally
and in a way they did—they broke Nari’s spirits and hopes of ever being
free
again.

Kuronue watched from a distance in the lounging
room in the
hideout as Yoko Kurama took her this time during the dinner the demons
were consuming
since Yomi was talking it up with one of the other demons and not
interested in
Nari at the moment. The bat demon noticed the sudden break inside of
Nari and
could only sympathize for her though he knew it was bound to happen the
older
she got. She was now like a caged bird that couldn’t survive on her own
even if
she tried to be free or was let go. Whether out there in the Human
World or
deep in the depths of Makai, Nari would be walked all over even killed
without
the help of one of her masters and Kuronue knew this only able to
wonder what
to do with her now.

Listening to the laughing and good time her master
was
having, Nari only stared down at her hands that she placed upon her
damaged
thighs when sitting next to Yoko Kurama’s feet. The harsh tug on her
chain and
collar made Nari flinch for a moment before she finally got to her feet
knowing
that her master wanted her to stand. Turning to look him in the eyes a
moment
to know she was listening before looking down at the ground to hide
behind her
hair, Nari stood there slightly bent over waiting for his next motion.

“Such an obedient bitch she has become,” the
female demon
next to Yoko Kurama remarked with her legs crossed and her brown hair
flowing
over her left eye to hide it from anyone who looked at her. From the
look of
her, she looked human enough though her abnormally sharp nails would
tell you otherwise
as would the slit eyes. “If only I could get my slave to listen to me
as yours
does.” Here, the woman felt prompted to kick at the back of the
seventeen, Asian
male that was close to her feet.

“Trust me, it took me awhile to get this one to
respond,”
the fox demon growled with a smirk.

Nari watched as the demon spread his legs to pat
his inner
thigh, a signal she had seen on occasion and one Yomi and Yoko Kurama
enjoyed
playing out in front of the other demons. Knowing she would have to do
this
sexual move in front of everyone else used to embarrass Nari and she
even
threatened to bolt on several occasions until she finally just gave up
and gave
in. Kneeling before him, she worked away at his sash to pull it off and
then
reveal his demonic, hidden size. It was still hard to take him in at
times but
Nari forced herself to grit and bear it tired of being smacked around
for not
listening to her masters.

Kuronue could only stay put and watch since he had
to give
Nari over to the others concerning she was not just his though the want
to keep
her by his side grew intensely with Nari’s human body. Even if she was
injected
with demon DNA, she would still be able to grow to at least look in her
late-twenties
or so depending on the body and how it reacted to the injection they
gave her. Looking
through his visor and long dark indigo bangs, Kuronue could only turn
from the
sexual attention she was forced to give Yoko Kurama in front of
everyone. Turning
his consideration down to his red wine, the demon was interrupted by
someone
nearby that was enjoying his discomfort.

“I see Yoko Kurama is enjoying that little slut of
yours,”
Suzu remarked, the snake demon’s body slithering across the floor as
she made
her way towards Kuronue.

Knowing who it was, Kuronue darned not look the
woman in the
face, knowing he would sooner punch her then speak with her.

Seeing that he was trying to ignore her, Suzu
could only
smirk before bringing her hands upon his shoulders. “I know what you’re
conspiring in that brain of yours,” Suzu hissed within Kuronue’s elfin
ears as
her poisonous nails twirled about strands of his hair. “Having to see
her with
your best friend torments you so, doesn’t it?”

“You’re testing me, snake,” Kuronue growled
coldly, pushing
her hands off of his shoulders as he went back to eyeing his wine glass
and the
small amount that was still within there.

Suzu pulled back her hands before grinning once
more,
looking back over at Nari and Yoko Kurama before inviting herself near
the bat
demon’s ear once more. “Look at them,” the snake woman insisted, using
her tail
to direct Kuronue’s face back towards what was going on. “You cannot
tell me
that it doesn’t bother you. I know it bothers you—because you want to
believe
she is yours.”

Forcing himself away from the nosy Suzu, Kuronue
bared his
teeth at her to show he was infuriated with her and her actions. “Touch
me like
that again, and you will regret it!” He warned quietly so only they
could hear
and those nearby. “As far as my relationship with my slave goes, that
is NONE of your concern!”

Frowning at the demon’s choice of words, Suzu
stood her
ground, letting Kuronue storm right past her so that he could excuse
himself to
go outside. Turning her attention over her shoulder to watch the doors
shut
from Kuronue’s departure, Suzu looked back over at Nari and Yoko Kurama
for a
moment that were on the crimson sofa.

Nari pulled back from Yoko Kurama’s spent member,
a bit of
the release he forced into her throat dripping from the corner of her
mouth
since there was only so much she could take from a demon’s member.
After
cleaning herself up a bit, Suzu and the other nearby demons watched as
Yoko
Kurama waved her to fetch something for him to eat at the table and saw
the
human slave listen and obey without a word or gesture of rebellion.

Though watching the bitch of a human getting
bossed around
and sworn at was something grand to watch for a demon such as her, Suzu
still
felt Kuronue’s remarks making her blood boil over.

Kuronue continued onward into the cold winter
night that was
still about them not wishing to witness that display anymore even if it
was his
best friend. Every time he had to watch such a sexual show, it made him
feel
betrayed and he didn’t want to swear on his best friend’s name.

Before he could dwell on it anymore from where he
leaned
upon the tree beside him, somebody’s claws attacked Kuronue’s exposed
right
cheek causing him to hiss in surprise from the sudden sting and attack
dealt
him. Removing the hand that he used to cup the injured flesh, he saw
that his
own demonic blood was mating with said hand before eyeing his attacker.

“You bastard, I will teach you to raise your voice
at me!”
Suzu hissed with a slip of her forked tongue.

“You dare attack me when I am much stronger than
you,
wench?” Kuronue asked not in the mood for this.

Suzu said nothing as she supported herself on her
snake body
helping her to try and look intimidating as possible to the bat demon
as she
now towered over him. “Admit it, Kuronue that thoughts of leaving here
with
that stupid human bitch have crossed your mind! You will be the next to
fall at
your own best friend’s hands when you do!”

Only using his hands and not getting out his
scythe, Kuronue
dodged Suzu’s attempt to come down upon him and pinned the snake demon
against
the tree he was once leaning against face first when he came from
behind her. Keeping
her there with a fist full of her hair to keep Suzu from moving, he
snarled
within her ear this time. “The decisions I make are my own and not for
someone
such as you to drag out and smear within my face. And if one of those
decisions
is to make off with Nari, then that is MY
decision and my sin to repent for. In which case, I will forfeit for
with my
life.” Releasing her hair with a harsh jerk of his hand, Kuronue
stepped back
to eye Suzu angrily while his slightly labored breath of anger shown
there upon
the winter air. “Attack me again, and I will not let you live to do so
again.”

Suzu could only now rest against the trunk of the
tree
laughing evilly at the back of the bat demon that was turned to her.
“You will
crack soon enough, Kuronue. You will crack like an egg and it will all
be over
for you and that stupid child you keep under your wings!”

Kuronue stopped a moment to listen to her for a
second, not
knowing what to say to it all because it was becoming further annoying
to hear
her speak and the more he tried to defend himself, the more the snake
demon hissed.
Laugh and enjoy this while you can just
like all the others are, snake, Kuronue thought heading back inside
to go
to his bedchambers knowing he would be safer there from anything that
was to
bother him.

Hearing the shut of the door, Okuro’s black ears
wiggled
slightly before looking over to see his father standing there not
looking too
happy, “Daddy…? Why you upset?”

Turning his attention to his now five year old
son, he bent
down to pick Okuro up. The little mix-breed’s hair was a bit longer and
fuller
now from when he was just a little thing and his ears were growing just
a bit
as was his tail that he gained from his birth father. He was learning
to speak
a bit better being around Kuronue a lot more frequently than his mother
since
she was never allowed to speak around her masters and the words Yomi
and Yoko
Kurama used, Okuro had been drilled not to say ever, ever again. The
only way
he could learn to speak was to hear others talk so Kuronue kept him at
times
and spoke to Okuro as he grew and allowed the child to copy after him.

“It’s nothing, kiddo,” Kuronue answered getting
over near
the fire so they could both get warm. Sitting upon his carpet that
rested in
front of his fireplace and was the only light within his room, he
watched as
Okuro eyed the necklace he wore and was made by Nari. Placing his hand
upon
Okuro’s, he managed a sincere smile to him, “You like that? It was made
by your
mother and given to me.”

“Where is mommy?” Okuro asked, leaning against his
father’s
well built chest.

Kuronue sighed a bit through his nostrils, keeping
his half
human son warm in front of the dancing flames and with his body heat.
“She’s
with one of her masters, son, and I cannot tear her from Yoko Kurama
for he
owns your mother.”

“I thought you belonged with mommy,” Okuro
remarked
continuing to look at the necklace that held Nari’s blood within it.

The demon was stumped on how to answer that one.
Sure Nari
did but she belonged to two other powerful males as well and he
couldn’t deny
that one. But in the eyes of a growing child mothers and fathers were
supposed
to be side by side, and not with any other male and it was confusing
Okuro as
an infant. “It’s hard to explain, Okuro, but I am going to speak with
your
mother when it comes my time to see her and I promise everything will
be
straightened out.”

When it was time for Yoko Kurama to give up Nari,
he got to
his feet when the demons were all retreating to their bedrooms for the
night as
others went off to raid with Yoko Kurama’s consent. “Alright, bitch,
move it,”
the fox demon demanded, kicking her side not too harshly at the moment
but just
enough to get her moving.

Nari got to her feet as she was ordered to do so,
keeping
her mouth shut as she did though she was quite weary and wanted to be
dragged
to where she would be sleeping since her strength was obviously gone
for the
day. Embracing her cold body, she kept her head lowered so she wouldn’t
insult
her masters waiting for them to decide what to do with her for the
evening.

Yomi watched from the table where he was drinking
his last
bit of beer before bothering to come over to the leader of the thieves.
“Yoko
Kurama,” Yomi began, “how about I take the little wench for the night
even if
it is Kuronue’s turn for her? I feel this bitch screws with his head
and she
has been messing with him for the past two years now.”

The fox demon’s pure white ears moved slightly
forward at
Yomi’s suggestion considering it at first but knew he could not deny
his friend
a time with the bitch even if what Yomi said was true. Eyeing the slave
that
was next to him, Yoko Kurama relocated his attention back on his
partner.
“Maybe so, Yomi, but I don’t think it best to repudiate Kuronue a
chance to see
the whore he cares so much about…even if I do fear a change in him.”

Hearing Yoko Kurama’s response made Yomi growl,
creasing his
brow in an angered expression as the two walked past him to head to
Kuronue’s
bedchambers. “Yoko Kurama—will you let this continue?!” Yomi asked
furiously.

Hearing the tone that Yomi was carrying forced
Yoko Kurama
to stop and Nari to beg in her mind several times that Yoko wouldn’t
cave in
and let Yomi take her.

“He is going to end up doing something crazy,”
Yomi
continued. “Don’t tell me you don’t see it in his eyes every time you
speak
with him! If I am right, you will have to destroy Kuronue and I doubt
either
one of you wants that.”

“What should any of this matter to you?” Yoko
Kurama
eventually asked, letting his ears lie lazily about his skull. “If I
have to
kill Kuronue then it is only a problem between him and me. As far as
the bitch
goes—she will remain with us so don’t fret over her meaningless life if
that is
what worries you.”

“Maybe,” Yomi muttered under his breath angrily
once Yoko
Kurama turned his back on him to head to Kuronue’s room, “but if you
don’t
watch those two, everything we’ve worked for is going to crumble.”

Knocking on Kuronue’s door with his knuckles, Yoko
waited
for the door to crack open before opening his hand to reveal the chain
within
it to his friend. “As promised, here is the brat so she can tend to
that other
brat of hers.”

When Kuronue reached for the chain to take it,
Yoko Kurama
kept a firm grip on part of it so to catch the bat demon’s attention
once more.
“What is it?”

“Promise me you won’t do something we will both
regret,”
Yoko Kurama begged with a serious expression keeping his golden eyes
fixed on
Kuronue’s indigo.

“I can’t promise that…” Kuronue said honestly,
closing his
eyes in regret.

Nari watched from behind her stringy hair as the
two
continued to stare at one another once Kuronue opened his eyes once
more to eye
his friend. The silent gestures between the two were really starting to
rattle
her since her two masters had never done this in front of her before. What’s going on…?

“One hour then,” Yoko Kurama replied releasing the
chain
finally.

“One hour,” Kuronue agreed with a nod of his head.
“Thank
you, Yoko Kurama for giving me that much...”

“I still say you’re making a mistake,” was all
that the fox
demon could utter before heading to his bedroom at the end of the right
hallway.

Kuronue said nothing to that as he helped Nari
inside of his
bedroom to where Okuro was dead asleep for the night on top of the bed
where
the demon last placed him. Helping her over near the fireplace since he
could
imagine she was cold thanks to the hideout not being well heated, he
grabbed a
heavy blanket to wrap around her to help aid in the warming process.
“Okuro is
asleep and doing just fine. I need to get you warm before heading
outside for a
moment with you.”

“Outside?” Nari questioned silently so as not to
make Okuro
stir.

“Yes, I need to take you outside to talk to you
about
something so enjoy the warmth in here while you can,” Kuronue warned,
“for I
need to speak with you far away from here.”

“Away from here…?” Nari could only ask once more
as her
matured, womanly expression eyed Kuronue. “Is something wrong?”

Kuronue didn’t say anything to that for he
couldn’t figure
what to say. He was still trying to think of how to put this all
together for
when he guided her out beyond the hideout’s boundaries. Sighing through
his
nostrils and seeming downhearted, he got to his feet from where he was
sitting
next to Nari, “Tell me when you are ready and we will leave…”

Nari kept the blanket wrapped tightly about her
small,
abused frame with her mouth slightly parted in wonder at everyone’s
sudden
attitude change. Thinking to herself for the time being, she brought
her knees
to her chest and embraced them while rocking herself a bit. I
wonder what is wrong.

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Kuronue eventually led Nari out of the hideout and
took her
into his arms so he could head at an incredible speed to the area he
had set in
mind to take her. The bat demon left behind Okuro, letting the child
sleep for
the night and not involving him in something he knew wouldn’t end well
for him
either way.

The wind whipping about Nari’s long unkempt hair,
entangling
it with Kuronue’s, she looked under the visor that hid the demon’s face
from
time to time and noticed the worried expression that consumed him. To
know
Kuronue was worried, surfaced a feeling Nari hadn’t felt in awhile due
to her
immortality and new obedience—fear.

The two eventually getting out of the forest that
seemed to
stretch forever, Kuronue stopped upon a cliff that seemed to overlook
every bit
of Makai. Putting down Nari in the blanket he let her stay wrapped up
within,
he walked to the very edge of it to let the human woman see what all
was out
there for the time being. “Quite the world down here, don’t you think?
Being a
slave to us, you never really see it.”

Nari let the wind continue to toss her hair about
ruthlessly
as she peered through her stringy, dirty blond hair at the distant
mountains
that stood tall and showed boundaries to the majestic forest and
villages
scattered below them. The world of Makai seemed to go on forever and
for a
moment it seemed as though she was peering into one of her old nature
books
back at home. “It’s so beautiful…more beautiful than I ever pictured it
was
beyond my stall window.”

“I guess you never imagined—Hell is it what
Americans call
it—ever looked like this,” Kuronue remarked looking at Nari’s side
profile.

“I always thought Hell looked like a big lava pit
of some
kind with demons dwelling inside of it or something along those lines,”
Nari
confessed with her same stern expression she had gained over the long
hard two
years she survived through.

Seeing that same cold, hard expression made
Kuronue furrow
his brow, “Times down here have really made you hard and have changed
you,
kiddo. I expected it but I was praying…”

Hearing Kuronue’s voice trail off caused Nari to
cock her
brow at him, “Praying what Kuronue?”

Closing his narrow eyes a moment, the demon
reopened them to
show the same worry that he held in his eyes on the way to where they
stood. He
was acting as though this would be the last time they would see one
another and
Nari’s heart was continuing to ache with fearful wonder. “I was praying
I could
get you out of here before that had happened to you. For those that
manage to
stay awhile in Makai, they either become fearful like Sara or they
become
coldhearted. As selfish or peculiar as it sounds, I was hoping for the
other.”

“Get me—out of here…?” Nari asked, widening her
eyes at the
sound of that, hope actually coming back to her once again. “Are you
serious?!
Are you going to get me out of here with Okuro?!”

Kuronue couldn’t help but widen his eyes in
surprise at her
sudden reaction before smiling sincerely to her. “Well, there’s that
old Nari
spunk again.”

“Master Kuronue, are you being serious when you
say you will
try to get me out of here?” Nari wanted to know, placing her hands upon
his
open vest that revealed his chest. “If so, why didn’t you bring Okuro
with
us…?”

“Sweetheart,” Kuronue sighed, gripping onto her
wrists, “I
cannot leave with you just yet. I promise I will try to pull you from
the
shackles that are binding you here but you have to understand—I can
only try…”

“At least you’ll try,” Nari thought with relief,
resting her
head on his chest for a moment fearing she would break the rules she
had set up
for herself and cry.

Keeping his back to the forest, he embraced the
woman in
front of him with a heavy sigh that only he could hear over the roaring
winter
wind. Pushing back a bit so he could look into her eyes though still
keeping
her in his arms, he leaned down to press his lips against hers to kiss
her
deeply.

Nari accepted his deep kiss, holding onto his
shoulders to
anchor her body as she titled her head to the left, pressing her tongue
gently
against his that dared come into her mouth to taste her. Closing her
eyes, she
savored his taste for awhile before parting reluctantly, “Kuronue…why
did you
bring me out here? Was it to tell me all of this?”

Seeming to be swamped with apprehension once more,
Kuronue
looked out beyond Nari a moment. “There is a story that every thief in
Yoko
Kurama’s guild knows of that happened a little before your time here
about a
demon and his slave.”

Nari listened to the seriousness that was in his
tone
wondering where this was heading though not liking the feel of the
atmosphere
from the moment the first word surfaced from his lips.

“Well, the demon tried to run away with his slave
and free
her because he fell in love with her,” Kuronue sighed heavily, hanging
his head
a moment. “But, when Yoko Kurama found out…he came to kill them both at
this
very spot.”

Hearing this made Nari’s heart sink as she knew
what the
demon was now hinting and why he would try if anything to free her.
“Kuronue—you…”

“Don’t worry about me,” Kuronue insisted placing
his hands
on her waist that the blanket covered. “I will still try to get you out
of here
and somewhere you will be safe—with Okuro and myself since you are not
allowed
in Human World again.”

Looking up at the bat demon still, she furrowed
her brow in
worry until he kissed her upon her forehead. Resting her forehead
against
Kuronue’s, they enjoyed one another’s company until four vines broke
from the
thick forest behind Kuronue to grab onto his arms, neck, and torso to
pull him
backward away from Nari’s arms.

“Kuronue!” Nari screamed, feeling his body leave
hers in a
blink of an eye and seeing the tree vines pulling at his body
ruthlessly.

Kuronue grabbed onto his scythe though it was
rather
difficult concerning how tightly the vines had embraced his arms to
keep them
in place at his sides. Grabbing onto his only weapon in due time, the
bat demon
slashed away at the greenery to free himself and turn towards his known
attacker.

The dark figure hiding in the forest eventually
surfaced to
reveal the fox demon with a sorrowful yet stern look upon his face as
he
confronted his best friend. “Kuronue, I am sorry, but you broke our
rules and
for that—I have to kill you, my friend.”

Nobody spoke for awhile after Yoko Kurama’s
announcement as
Nari remained near the edge of the cliff in fear with the two strong
demons
staring one another down.
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