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Orgrimmar.

That is where Kou had met him. Had met them.

Ker and Kujiro were oddities to the blind fox and Kou found them strange but endearing. He had found himself liking both for vast differences of reasons, but his first had been Ker. “The Boys”, as Kou always referred to them, was a loving pet name, one that he still used even now. While their adventures had brought them all closer together, it wasn’t all that long ago that they were fighting just to spend a bit of time together.

It was a morning that Kujiro had left the camp early with intentions to spend the day with Ainkai, leaving Ker and Kou to remain curled up together in the endless sea of pillows. Though Kou awoke before Ker, who had surprisingly slept in, the blind fox cuddled a bit closer to the ruffian, one arm wrapped around the monochrome todd to hug on and let his mind wander.

The Jade Forest… That is where it had begun. Kou’s first performance had him nerve-wracked and anxious, no matter how calm and collected he pretended to be. It had gone well but it had left Kou exhausted from the illusionary magic he used in his storytelling - Ker had offered to stay with him. It was a moment just light this, both curled up together and finally alone… For once, uninterrupted. It was romantic falling asleep in a place that the kitsune finally felt safe in, away from the mercenary company he had traveled with, away from the chaos of his Tower or journey to go home. It was the first time he’d felt peace.

That was, until morning.

“Hello? Anyone in there?” A familiar voice sounded out, disturbing the two from their whispered sweet nothings and near first kiss, pausing them completely. They had been so close to a confession of feelings and a mutual acquaintance had invited himself in to join…. Only to take Ker away once another random Vulpera invaded the tent as if she lived there.

What was even going on?

When Ker returned, he saw the female Vulpera sitting upon Kou, nuzzling in an attempt to sway him to bed her. The worst timing of it all had been that Kou had snagged her sides with the intent of pushing her off him, rendering a visually compromising position. Breakfast was ruined, the morning ruined and both tods were silently stewing in jealousy and frustration.

It had begun to rain.

How fitting, Kou thought.

Ker was the first to leave in a huff, unsure why he felt so threatened, trudging through the rain and away from Kou and the woman. The blind fox, having lost love before, felt no need to hesitate and do such again. Pushing the female out, he wished her a good life and ran after his Knight.

“Wait--!” Kou looked around to listen, the rain drowned out his sense of smell and hearing, leaving the white fox vulnerable and in the middle of the road. “Cur! Wait!” How dare something beautiful that had begun to bloom could have possibly been ruined so quickly. How such would stain the cloth fabric for a while to come…

“Mm… What ya daydreamin’ on?” Ker’s voice was groggy as he rolled to curl his arms around Kou, hugging the small Vulpera closer to his chest. It had pulled Kou from his aimless gaze and mind wandering through the past.

“Kissing you in the rain,” Kou mused sweetly, letting his eyes close to nestle into the warmth.

“Ya? Was a good kiss, heheh...”

“One of the best, yes yes.”