Scared and Alone, Kura yay ^^

(Yay finally I can use my new charrie)

Whimpering as a branch stung his face the small boy made his way through the groups of dead trees around the castle. Nearly tripping he let out a cry of fright then bit his lip to hold it back. He continued walking being snared by many branches as he moved until his clothes were torn. Finally escaping from the forest he collapsed near the castle panting heavily and sheilding his wounds from view. His skin was filthy with mud and dry blood and the only clean parts wwere under his eyes where the tears had stung his eyes.

Avon glanced down at the young looking demon, she had her heart stepped on when her playmateditched her to protect her good for nothing sister. The lilac haired demoness pouted at the half dead creature in her path. She kneeled down and had a better look at him. She glanced up at naraku's castle whereshe was headed but looking at the boy she decided it was best to not press on. "Can't people sence the fucking miasma.....stupid kid you wanna get fucking killed." Avon wold have left him for dead but he was a geom, very powerful demons and a good ally to have so she heaved him up and looped her arm around his waist taking him off to the abandoned hut she passed to try and help him out.

Kuran remained silent ~Who is she, why is she helping me? I hope shes not one of the\ose evil demons, wheres my brother?~ so many questions ran through his head, he licked his dry lips but spoke not a word.

Avon glanced down at him notcing him move. "So your not dead, good." Her honey eyes shone in the light and her hairswayed with her motion. she was probly about his height without her sandles but none of that mattered right now. The demoness moved aside the curtin to the abanded hutt and helped him in. With good luck on their side the previous owners left most of their belongings, some blood on the floor suguested an attack from some lesser demons.

She put him down on the futon and looked him over. "and here I thought the geoms were all dead, so whats your story?"

Kura sighed as he was lay down and looked up at her listening to her question, but as always he refused to speak, he of course didn't know wether to trust the demoness, he opened his mouth for a seconmd contemplating then closed it just staring over at the girl.

Avon's glare soured slightly seeing he was giving her the silent treatment. She stalked off looking around for any medical supplies or old rags to use as bandages. The demoness sat on the side of the futon and started to clean the mdd off of him. " if your not going to tell me anything then maybe I should put you back in the dirt, I'm sure naraku would enjoy a new play toy" Her agression was out of fustration but she had not intention of putting him back, he'd be no good to anyone dead and lets face it, she was kinda lonely.

Kura still remained silent. He would not speak unless he truely trusted her but shook his head meaning he didn't wish to be put back. His eyes remained plain empty of all emotion though the pain from his brand stung him.

The lilac haired demoness sighed. "what is wrong with you, I know you can talk. Can you at least tell me your name?" She licked a clean corner of the cloth lightly then rubbed the dirt off his face like her mother did when she was little. He had answers to so many questions she wanted to ask him but he wasn't about to give them up. Normally she hated talkitive people but this silence was grating on her nerves. When she felt she cleaned the blood and mudd off him she dropped a cloth on his head. "Just stay there I'm changing" Avon looked at a kimono she found in a cabnet while she was looking for rags. it looked too big but her chest would fill it off. She stripped out of the kimono with a rip in the back without a second thought.

Kura looked away nervously ~Speak? should I?~ he thought, he licked his dry lips once more and choked out a word 'Kura' he said answering her previous question.

Avon smirked a little. " So Kura, I thought I told you not to look." Avon tied the sash on the new kimono, it was grey fading to dark blue on the sleaves and ends. A little to lighly colored for her but it would do.

Glancing back and studing his face she noticed he looked a little underfed. Maybe he couldn't talk cause his throat was dry. Avon stood and headed for the door. Before she left she leaned the front oh her body ageinst the door frame. " I'm going to get you some food and water, if you leave I'll hunt you down so just stay there" With a flash of her lilac hair she was gone from the hutt

Kura blinked ~Maybe I shouldn't trust her, she didn't seem all that evil but not all that good~ he thought sitting up weakly, he pulled his sleave up to glance at the brand, it was still throbing and red he touched his finger gently to it before whimpering aloud and removing it. He sighed ~perhaps I am the only geom left from what she said, what about brother?~ he thought

a few minuets later and the screen barring the door opened again with avon balancing some fruit and a dead boar in her arms with a container of water hanging off her shoulder. She almost dropped everything when she saw him sitting up. She growled lightly and glared him " I said stay put are you stupid or something your going to hurt yourself." She scolded him but made no move to make him sit back down. She tossed him the bamboo container with water. "drink" she instructed and worked on making a fire in the pit in the center of the room. She doubted he'd want raw meet and he might be cold.

(Gonna go soon ^^ sowwy but i'll be back on after school)
Kura fumbled with the led but finally un screwed it and took a sip from the bottle.

Avon glanced back at him "now thats better... don't be so careless" Sitting nest to him she allowed the fire to build it's self up. The demoness spired his brand looking at it questioningly. " where woould a person like you get this........ you know this will take weeks to come off if it ever does...." Getting up she went to a box in the hutt digging through it looking for any medical herbs. After some serching she came up with a few she recongnised as helpful for burns. Using the previous owners kettle she heated some water and ground the herbs into the warm water.

"Demons" was his only reply, he felt he could trust her but these days trust was limited. His grey eyes tore away from the brand and to the ground.