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Fanfic by Ana-chan (aka yomi no Miko)

He opened his eyes. Sunlight bothered him in the beginning
but no more than the annoying cold breeze that invaded the room through a
narrow gap in the window, the very cause of his early awakening.

He got up a little dizzy, trying to make an effort so that
his movements would not disturb his partner's quiet sleeping. Fortunately the
youkai didn't seem distressed by the coldness that still managed to get
through the broken window, unlike himself. He wasn't even using a blanket.

He came near the window and pushed it till it was almost in
the right position. Then he pulled the rustic curtain. As he convinced himself
that everything was as good as it could get, he made his way back to the warm
bed. It was morning already, but early. Too early to face the freezing day
outside.

He laid beside him and closed his eyes. He remained like
that for some time but he couldn't get back to sleep. He even considered
making an abrupt movement so that his lover would wake up too but he gave it
up before doing it. Instead he offered him half of the blanket he was using
after noticing that it was the only one around. So, he rested his head on the
pillow once more while sleepless thoughts began to dance in his head.

Three years...

They have been living together for three years. He could
remember so well. The first time they met at a fortress in the South of Makai.
The way that all his companions terrified him so that he'd gave up the insane
idea of associating with such a low life youkai. The one who had been banned
by his own kind. The one whose kisses were known as one of the finest poisons
of the dark lands.

As a matter of fact, he never cared about advises anyway...

After three long years they were still sharing days and
nights as all that had been said were no more than gossips created to
entertain indolent travelers.

Youko Kurama. the two words were formed on his silent lips.
Always so quiet, so collected. Malice and melancholy mixed in his always so
distant eyes, in his graceful movements, in his ways which were so different
from any youkai he had ever known.

The most beautiful youkai he'd ever seen and also the most
detached. Not even how he managed to get them that room he had been able to
find out. Not that he had tried that hard... In fact he remembered being too
tired and cold for that at the time they reached the house.

The truth was, everything had become hard for them during
that miserable and endless winter. To make things worse, the imminent war
between the two powerful Makai kings Raizen and Mukuro was making that adverse
situation even more tense for everyone. That make Yomi think that his
partnership with Kurama had become one of the luckiest events of his life.
Sometimes he wandered if the youko had the same thought but he never dared to
ask.

Kurama moved a little. The he turned towards him and opened
his eyes.

"Ohio," said Yomi, trying to hide any sign of satisfaction
to see him awake.

"Awaken?"

"Yep. I couldn't sleep anymore."

"Have you been outside?"

"Hn... Sorry, I was not that brave."

"It's not so early."

"I know, I'm sorry," he apologized, a little embarrassed "Have
you slept well? I wasn't of much help yesterday, I guess..."

"I noticed."

"You took my clothes off... They were all soaking wet."

Kurama just looked at him, as words most of time seemed to
be such a waste for him. Moreover, It was like he could guess that Yomi was
something else on his mind.

"Well... How did you manage to get us to this place?"

"The owner owns me a favor."

"People own you favors everywhere," he concluded. It was not
the first time that he heard that same explanation.

"... so what?"

"So that..."

He wouldn't do it. Why would he annoy him like that? That
damned sensation that in three years he had learned nothing about him while
Kurama could guess all his steps as if his mind were some sort of map that
could be easily read by him.

"Never mind... I mean... I..."

He felt a gentle pressure behind his neck. His hand was
there, inviting him to come near. Lips touched in a kiss, making him forget
the shame for being so unarticulated before him. As he leaned over the youko's
pale body, at least one thought quieted his mind. At that moment he was
dealing with an aspect of him that he was sure to know well...

He didn't even noticed when the window gave away under the
force of wind, and that same old gelid breeze started to caress his back once
again.

* * * * * *

"Shit..." he cursed as he saw that he window's lock was
completely broke this time. Now it'd be impossible for them to keep that
annoying wind outside. The mist covered all the way between the house and the
forest a few steps ahead. That wasn't what Yomi could call a nice view.
However, he knew that although it was still early, they could not be there
forever.

The window closed by itself. Yomi widened his eyes and took
a closer look at it. A tiny plant had spread its little leafs around the lock.

"You..."

Kurama seat on the bed, leaning his back against the wall.
Yomi wished they could be just resting for more time but the youko didn't seem
to be interested in postponing the day any longer.

"Yomi..."

That made his youkai heart almost stop. Yomi seat on the bed
immediately. Kurama never was the one to start a conversation.

"What's up?"

His voice sounded worried. Maybe three years of his reckless
ways has become too much for Kurama.

"I was think about that idea of yours."

"My idea?"

�About the gang of thieves."

"Ah..." Relief came to him naturally. For a moment he
thought that would be their last winter together. "So?"

"I think it may benefit us both in a way... Mukuro and
Raizen.... they will control Makai. All of it. Even this region."

"Impossible! We're too far from their territories,
Kurama..."

"They will..."

"How do you know that?"

"It's just an opinion."

"And what does the gang have to do with that?"

"If one of them invade this place, or if there's war, the
gang can be very convenient for us. Besides, we'll increase our power."

"You know I always wanted us to form our own gang. We're
perfect for the job. I never thought about it that way, but if you say..."

He came closer.

Kurama leaned against his shoulder. That surprised him a
little. His lover was definitely in a strange mood that day. The first time he
talked about the gang plan, Kurama didn't seem to care about it. It was like
if he had something else on his mind... something that Yomi just couldn't
reach. And yet he had been thinking about it all that time.

Not that Yomi minded Kurama's mysterious ways that much.
They'd made him curious but not angry. In fact, he was quite proud that Kurama
had finally considered one of his plans.

"I can try to find a bunch guys I know. They're nice thieves,
I can assure you. Anyway, that's just for a start. Can you imagine? Youko
Kurama, the leader of a band of thieves? We're gonna be famous! The best group
of Makai, you'll see. I'm gonna be your second in command. I can teach the
beginners how to use a katana. What do you think?"

"I think we're very different people, Yomi."

"And that's the very reason why we get along so well.
Everything will be just fine, I'm sure. We were made for each other."

"You know when you told me that I take things too seriously?"

"I said that?"

"You did."

"Such nice memory you have. Forget that. Sometimes I say
bullshit."

"No... much on the contrary, you were right at that time. I
do take things too seriously."

"Hn... sometimes you do. But, as I was saying, I think we
should try to find a nice hiding place too. You could use the plants to cover
our tracks and stuff like that. Maybe traps... But don't let me do all the
talking right now, Kurama. Am I flying that high? C'om! Tell me what's on your
mind."

"... that the gang may tear us apart."

"Hn?! How insane, Kurama. Look, if we're okay with all those
problems we've been facing, how can that happen after we solve them all?" he
asked, honestly doubting Kurama's words.

"Maybe."

Yomi stretched his arms around his back.

"I'm happy that you have finally accepted my idea... I
didn't think it over as much as you, but I'm so sure of it, you know. I feel
it's our destiny. We're going to be very successful. You may trust me this
time... So, may I look for the youkai I told you about?"

"Sure."

"Very well then," he said as he managed to stand up, "I
finally found a reasonable reason to make me face the cold outside..."

"No..."

"Hn?"

"You don't have to go now. It's early."

Yomi laid beside him silently. He knew it should be almost
midday. Hunger was starting to bother him too.

Maybe it was his time to argue with him. Or at least try to
find out what was going on.

"Kura..."

The youko moved his body towards him and kissed him. Yomi
closed his eyes as he felt the soft touch of hands caress his arms and
shoulders in a unexpected hug.

...

"You're right, love. It's early."
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