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Week 2

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Sunday

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[Akira's found and is chilling in the general vicinity of Kurama when he asks:]

So, Kurama, are you a kitsune or something?

[byanyother_name]

[That's a little out of nowhere. Or not nowhere, but slightly belated?

Kurama blinks as he looks up from his tablet.]

I am, yes. Rather, I'm several things by now, but kitsune came first.

[cellkey]

[Listen. A Lot Happened.]

Can I see it again? Your fox form?

[byanyother_name]

[That's fair.

Kurama tilts his head curiously at the request. After a moment, he tucks his tablet away.]

I don't see any reason why not, I suppose. Is it that interesting?

[cellkey]

Yes. I need to test some hypotheses.

For science.

[byanyother_name]

[Science. Right. This expression says Kurama not only has Akira's number, but probably his address and vital statistics, too.

But Kurama has something of a fatal weakness, so he just smiles, small and soft and indulgent. He shifts to his fox form, stretching and shaking himself.]

[beguiledcard]

[ Annnnnd along comes this guy. He's not even going to bother explaining why he's here. He's just going to walk right over and crouch down next to foxrama, head tilting as he looks to Akira. ]

Doctor Kurusu does have a nice ring to it.

[ He's smiling at him, and then letting said smile stick as he looks back to Kurama. ]

This is a pretty nice experiment, too.

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[Oh, hell. Akira hadn't been able to get a good look at him before, but he's cute. But given that this doesn't only apply to his fox form, it's not surprising.

He looks up as Ren comes over and gives a grin.]

Perfect timing, Ren. My experiment could use an assistant.

[Annnnd, yep, he's coming over close to Kurama and, without further ado, reaching over to scratch him behind the ear.]

Week Four

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Thursday

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[ So, he hates this... as is evident by the immense tension in his form?

Right now, he's sitting at the foot of the bed, hands curling into fists. He's not remembering to force those breaths. ]

[cellkey]

[Akira hates this, too...

He remembers the previous Thursday all too well, and he hates the fact that Ren has to go through this torture, this fear, this pain, all over again...

He lets out a breath as a hand comes up and gently touches his cheek, pressing on it slightly while he leans his forehead against the other side of Ren's head.]

... does it feel just as bad as it did last week?

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama settles next to Ren and reaches to take his hand, gently coaxing it to uncurl. The invitation to join them came as a bit of a surprise, but he couldn't say anything but yes.]

...how bad was it?

oh my god, RNG is an asshole

[beguiledcard]

[ He takes Kurama's hand, but he actually struggles to straighten his fingers enough to do so. He's leaning his head against Akira's, reluctantly responding. ]

It... could have been worse.

[ No, he's not trying to play anything off. He eases in a slow breath. ]

Akira had to keep me handcuffed and blindfolded... so I wouldn't have a chance to try-

[ There's a grim smile. ]

... brainwashing him into letting me go.

[ Ren's jawline is tightening, and there's a moment where his body jerks. Then his expression softens a tiny bit. ]

But, I never actually wanted to try anything. The whole time, it was more a matter of fear and the awful reminder of that hunter. So, maybe... it'll be fine, after all.

[ He's shifting his head to look at Akira, and he might be aiming to meet his gaze...?



... Still questioning why you were invited, Kurama? ]

[cellkey]

[Akira is quiet as Ren explains, thumb swiping over his cheek. After a few moments, he turns his head and presses a soft kiss to his temple before leaning his head against the other's again, gaze drifting over to Kurama.]

Even with my powers, it was hard to keep him calm. But... maybe with you here, it won't be so bad.

[There's a small smile, and it's just on the edge of helpless; he couldn't blame Ren for being so stressed over something like that. He just.. wishes he could've done more. Hopes this will be enough.

When Ren starts to shift and look at him, instinctively, he starts to turn his head towards him. But— there's a sinking feeling in his stomach, all of a sudden...? So even though he does turn his head a bit, his gaze remains locked onto Kurama.]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama catches that small jerk and it concerns him. The softening expression, the explanation... It could be natural? It's small enough to be natural.

If it is, he can apologize to Ren for his lack of trust later.

His free hand lifts to block Ren from catching Akira's eyes. It's subtle, but his body is wound tight as a spring under the gentleness.]

I'll do everything I can to help.

[beguiledcard]

[ There's a tiny gasp as the hand moves to block his view. It's only after a few seconds, he gives a smile that's a little... too sweet. ]

Don't trust me, huh?

Week Six

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[ They've been talking a bit - same, typical Thursday night, it seems. But, this time, there's talk of his attempts at putting these two idiots into a trance.

... And, eventually, the conversation leads to him finally asking: ]

What if I genuinely promise not to?

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[There's skepticism written all over Akira's face.]

And why should we trust you, Trickster, when you haven't given us any reason to?

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama, by contrast, looks and sounds more curious than anything.]

Would you? Genuinely?

[beguiledcard]

[ There's a pause... ]

I'm bored.

[cellkey]

Oh. Of course. Why didn't I think of that?

[The sarcasm is palpable.]

[beguiledcard]

[ Reluctantly... so reluctantly: ]

... In exchange, I'll even allow you to feel what I'm feeling.

[byanyother_name]

[That isn't an offer Kurama was expecting and it makes him thoughtful.]

It might be worth the risk, Akira.