The Classic Crow

The Classic Crow


disclaimer: I dont own it, but if I did, Karasu would take over the world with Kurama forever at his side!! and Keiko would be dead!


AN: sorry about the whole thing with chapter two, the thing didnt get everything when I attempted to copy and paste it! not my fault act of God!
LOL jk my lovelys jk.


~chapter 3~

{Wednesday, March 29}

Yusuke mangaged to supress his evil cackle and waved the driver of the carriage to a hault, "pardon me my good sir!" he called, "but where are you headed so close to supper time?"

The driver tipped his hat, "the young lord is on his way to the warf to pick up some imported tea"

"Why have we stopped?" came an eerily calm monotone voice from inside, "I know for a fact we are not already there"

The door opened and Kurama's knees got weak, as Lord Karasu, himself stepped gracefully out onto the street.

Yusuke stepped forward, "forgive me my lord," he said "I called your good driver to stop, my curiosity drove me to question as to why a carriage would be going towards the marketplace at this hour for supper"

Kurama gazed longingly as Karasu accepted this answer with a nod, "and I trust you were satisfied as to the answer?"
The other nodded, and Karasu said "good, then I shall be on my way"

"Um, m-My lord!" started Kurama depserate not to let him get away again, "Uh..Where is the..um TEA! w-where is the tea from?"

Karasu turned to him, "ah Shuuichi, I did not see you" he took Kurama's hand and kissed it softly, causing the fox to swoon yet again, however this time Karasu did not let go of the boy's hand, "the tea is from Japan, my personal favorite, and blend of Black tea and White tea. I find that the flavors seem to balance each other out perfectly"

"That sounds delicious" Kurama managed to squeak, although he was staring a the crow's pale thin lips, aching to feel them against his flesh again.

Karasu smirked, his violet eyes locked with Kurama's own jungle green ones, "You think? Perhaps you would care to try some?"

Kurama blinked, feeling almost hopeful as to the intentions of the much older man, who was still holding his hand.
"Would you care to join me for tea, oh say Sunday Evening?"

Kurama stood there frozen, happy, unable to do anything but repeat those words, over and over again in his head. He wanted to dance, he wanted to faint, he wanted to sing, OH! He wanted to glomp the very incarnation of true beauty that stood infront of him.

"I believe he would like that" said Yusuke for his friend who had been staring at Lord Karasu for the past five minutes.

Karasu smiled seductivly, "splendid, I shall send a ride for you at four-thirty, you live at Fox Chateau correct"
The redhead nodded, still a bit out of it, "I look forward to it" murmered Karasu pulling the hand to his lips and kissed it, after a moment he allowed his tounge to dart out and taste the flesh.

He straightened himself, stepped back into the carriage, and was gone without another word.

Kurama shuddered, his tounge felt like velvet, "my hand is tingly" he whispered to Yusuke.

His friend merely smiled, "Well, it seems as if you have caught the eye of the chaste Lord Karasu Corvin, who I might add is nearly a decade older than you" Kurama stood there, looking at his hand, watching the glisten of the saliva that Karasu had left behind, hesitantly he brought it to his mouth and stuck out his own tounge to the shiny trail.

It was sweet, and still a little warm, "it taste like him" he informed his now gawking friend, "Kurama," said Yusuke, "I think I should take you home".


{Friday, March 31}

"Cousin," said Keiko, "do try to understand, I am just finding out about this ball, so now you must come with me to search for a dress. Besides, you need a suit as well, these clothes you wear, these loose shirts and trousers without so much a suspendors! Honestly, They are not appropriate attire public, and most certainly not for a ball at Ogre Estate"

Kurama sighed, getting ready to explain carefully and slowly to his mule of a relative, "now you must understand cousin," he said "I do not feel like going anywhere with you, I went shopping before with Sir Yusuke, Sir Hiei and Lady Yukina, my suit is already made. I do not need someone, especially you to tell me how to dress"

"Excuse me? Shuuchi you would be nothing socially if not for me! introducing you to my lover and friends, my God man! I keep babying you like this"

Kurama's patience began to wear thin, he was not in the mood to deal with his cousin, his 'loving' aunt had already forbidden him from going to see Karasu on Sunday, now he was ready to bust some heads, or at least tell off this banshee someone had the nerve to say was related to him.

"My dear cousin Yusuke cannot stand you for the simple reason that you are stubborn as a mule, twice as ugly and three times less pleasant to be around" Pleased with himself he turned on his heels and left his cousin to fume.


{Saturday April 1, the day of the Ball}

Kurama stared at himself in the new outfit he had especially made just for tonight.

It was a dark crimson silk jacket, inderneath a neatly pressed white satin button up shirt that was tucked into black tight trouser that went down to black riding boots. He had chosen the boots because he had chosen to ride his horse rather than take the carriage with his relatives.
His beautiful red hair was tied back, with his bangs and eartails (you know the things that are shorter than his hair and longer than his bangs)
still framing his face. "I wonder if Lord Karasu will be there..." he murmered to himself, straightening his coat a little more at the thought.

He headed out for the stables, his thoughts keeping him company as the stable boy hurriedly saddled his chestnut mare.

'I wonder if perhaps he could hae some interest in me, if he did, maybe.... I could live with him, even though the more stupid people of this village are making rumors about him. Honestly, I ownder how sure they even are as to his ancestry.'

It had been circulating that The Lord Karasu was half spanish and half romanian, and of course, leave it to someone to claim he was some sort of demon, all because he wasnt british.. or Yankee, whatever these people called themselves out here, either way it all seemed rather ridiculus to him.

'I wish that he would-' His thoughts were interupted as his horse stopped suddenly, he had been riding without even knowing it, he looked around, 'well at least she knew to come here...' He had made it to Ogre estate.

~end Chapter~

Ok, shorter than the last one, yet I think it was longer then the first one, either way I'm updating pretty fast so you mean people need to leave me alone!! unless you're reviewing, then REVIEW!! YAY!! ok, tell me what you think I brought in Karas like I promised, and I promise more character interaction in the next chapter :P, and of course a MUCH better scene with Kara-chan and Kurama-love!!!...Well that that good, but still better.
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