[As his hand dropped back to his side absent of his keys and the feeling of Vincent's skin against his own, a rapid succession of thoughts flitted through Kurama's mind.
Vincent was angry at the wrong person.
Kit's impetuousness, which exceeded even his own, was to blame for the disaster that had befallen them. Had the choice been his, Kurama wouldn't have wanted this. He would never have chosen himself over anyone who had given so much of themselves to him. Why hadn't Kit been able to see that? Even without having experienced the crushing weight of the Gateway of Betrayal, he had still witnessed the memory of Shiori and of Yusuke's sacrifice on her behalf. He had seen how effective his partnership with Hiei was because of how deeply they trusted one another. He had to know that Kurama cherished the people around him from the very depths of his heart and yet...he'd not only been inclined to shed the bonds he'd forged, but he'd been eager to do so, too.
And all of it was to become someone he only thought he understood.
He was such a fool...and now an inescapable part of Kurama. But unlike his other self, Kurama would not run from what he was, whether he liked what was there or not. Neither would he attempt to shirk his responsibilities. Even if the decision wasn't one that he had made, Kit could no longer answer for his mistakes the same way that the youko he'd been when he was younger could no longer answer for the horrible acts he'd committed. As such, that task fell to the person Kurama was now. Some strange and altogether frightening amalgamation of the youko Kurama, Shuichi Minamino, and Kit Florentine.]
I know.
[Vincent was right. Hiei deserved better. He had always deserved better than the lot in life he'd been given, if it could be said he was given anything at all but a cursed existence.
That was why...Kurama didn't want to cast him out, to rob him of another place to call home. He could be safe here, protected in the dorms. He wouldn't be as likely to be a target if Kurama wasn't there drawing unwanted attention.]
I'm going to my parents'.
[He was not going there at all, unwilling to put them in the same kind of danger his presence might be throwing at Vincent. But the other teen didn't need to know that. All that mattered was that he had a place to go...if he wanted it.
And if he didn't...it was at least a place they shared where they could meet up in a week's time.]
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Vincent was angry at the wrong person.
Kit's impetuousness, which exceeded even his own, was to blame for the disaster that had befallen them. Had the choice been his, Kurama wouldn't have wanted this. He would never have chosen himself over anyone who had given so much of themselves to him. Why hadn't Kit been able to see that? Even without having experienced the crushing weight of the Gateway of Betrayal, he had still witnessed the memory of Shiori and of Yusuke's sacrifice on her behalf. He had seen how effective his partnership with Hiei was because of how deeply they trusted one another. He had to know that Kurama cherished the people around him from the very depths of his heart and yet...he'd not only been inclined to shed the bonds he'd forged, but he'd been eager to do so, too.
And all of it was to become someone he only thought he understood.
He was such a fool...and now an inescapable part of Kurama. But unlike his other self, Kurama would not run from what he was, whether he liked what was there or not. Neither would he attempt to shirk his responsibilities. Even if the decision wasn't one that he had made, Kit could no longer answer for his mistakes the same way that the youko he'd been when he was younger could no longer answer for the horrible acts he'd committed. As such, that task fell to the person Kurama was now. Some strange and altogether frightening amalgamation of the youko Kurama, Shuichi Minamino, and Kit Florentine.]
I know.
[Vincent was right. Hiei deserved better. He had always deserved better than the lot in life he'd been given, if it could be said he was given anything at all but a cursed existence.
That was why...Kurama didn't want to cast him out, to rob him of another place to call home. He could be safe here, protected in the dorms. He wouldn't be as likely to be a target if Kurama wasn't there drawing unwanted attention.]
I'm going to my parents'.
[He was not going there at all, unwilling to put them in the same kind of danger his presence might be throwing at Vincent. But the other teen didn't need to know that. All that mattered was that he had a place to go...if he wanted it.
And if he didn't...it was at least a place they shared where they could meet up in a week's time.]