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Leena's sobs subside and she gradually falls into an exhausted sleep. Terry picks her up and carries her to her bedroom. Kurama helps cover her with a blanket. Then the two quietly leave the room, locking the door behind them. They head down the hallway to their own room.
"Are you feeling okay caro?" Terry asks.
"I'm alright." Kurama replies.
"No lethargy whatsoever?" Terry questions.
"No." Kurama confirms. "Why?"
"I just want to be sure the drug's out of your system." Terry replies. "Aren't I allowed to worry about you? I mean, it's usually you who has to worry about me, isn't it nice to have things the other way around for a change? And you don't have to carry me this time."
"You have no idea how thankful I am for that." Kurama says.
"Hey! I'm not that heavy!" Terry protests.
"You are a black eared piece of dead weight." Kurama shoots back.
"Don't insult me because I'm not silver." Terry grumbles. "At least I'm tall."
"I'm not short either." Kurama replies. "And I dress a lot better too."
"Of course you dress better, you're a fox." Terry teases.
Kurama gives Terry a suspicious glare.
"Don't role play." he warns.
"Yes sir." Terry says, mock-saluting.
Kurama delivers an unexpected punch to Terry's side and the darker boy groans in mock-agony. They continue down the hallway until they reach their room. |