Cardinal Kings- East (Deku/ Izuku)

Bunnies and (Demon) Kings

Kagome couldn't find it in her to stay conscious long enough to make it to the castle, though apparently Izuku was dead set on keeping her conscious. "I'm sorry about the vines, little bunny. But besides that, and all the scrapes you have, it seems like your back was bruised before you entered my forest." Izuku talked to her. Kagobunny whined and wanted to nod, but just settled to... well, not. "Was it a filthy human? I bet it was." He moved her increasingly sensitive ears to check for any sort of injuries and he let put a gentle hiss. "They're all nasties, okay? I'll help you feel better. It seems like you're a domesticated bunny, so you probably won't be able to live with my wild ones, huh?"

Kagobunny was too busy cringing away from his fingers brushing against a relatively deep cut hidden by her ears. Her ears flattened against the place as she made her most aggressive face. Don't touch my head, it hurts!

"Sorry, sorry," he said looking at her expression. "I'll look when we get to the castle," the promise of more medical inspection pulled Kagome's features into a deeper frown.

She wasn't sure how she was supposed to react. She literally went from Alchemist extraordinaire, to forced marriage, to runaway bride, to bunny in less than a year. Okay, the only thing she could focus on was "runaway bride" and "bunny." Maybe she should add "in the arms of apparently the most terrifying magical being in the East," but he wasn't as terrifying as she thought he would be. Either that or he was an animal person. Probably the latter.

Izuku gasped, "oh, I'm so stupid!" He snapped a finger, and a branch reached for him. Kagome watched it, and hopped up, suddenly renewed with vigor and adrenaline. "Shh, hey! It's okay, it's gonna help us get home faster, little one. Quit running!"  That's WHY I'm running away, DamMiT! Kagome struggled harder, deciding that if she somehow became a human again on accident, she'd die. "You're a strange little one, aren't you? No rabbit, hare, or bunny runs away from me. Strange, i— oh, would you quit— ow!" Kagome had proceeded to kick him in the face and frantically attempted to jump away.

Izuku didn't let go of her, though, no, he sighed patiently and held her closer to his chest, and pat her head gently, a couple taps accompanied with scratches. And dear lord, Kagome had never been more embarrassed to find out that bunnies could purr. She couldn't help her relaxing, just— she was so very tired in many many ways, and the Demon King was quite warm and he had freckles! If that wasn't the most misleading thing to have while being the most feared thing in the East, Kagome didn't know what was. Nonetheless, there was Kagobunny's kryptonite, Izuku disvovered. "Ah, it's headpats, huh?" He chuckled warmly, "some bunnies like scratches under their ears, or when you pet their back, but you really are a good type of strange. Headpats, how adorable."

Kagome disdainfully drawled in her mind, fuck you, sir, and continued to relax in the demon's grip. The branch lifted him to a high window of the castle and the headpats ceased as Izuku's leather clad boots hopped and landed gently on the stone, much in the manner Kagome thought a forest fairy would. "There, now," a branch shut the window, and Izuku walked along a hallway. "Hmm, we'll need some alcohol," Kagome wanted to get very drunk at the mention of it, but that wasn't appropriate for her, was it, "some cloth, and ointment," he muttered to himself. "And— oh, right! You're a domestic bunny. Certainly can't give you back to those nasty humans, now can I?"

Kagome nearly passed out on the spot. You mean I have to stay here?!

"We can also get you a bath before all of that so you're not all messy and dirty." Kagome thought that was probably his best idea this year. "Maybe a little lukewarm—!" And at that, Kagome scRaTchEd him, h a r d. "Ow." Though it seemed it didn't phase him in the slightest. "Okay, okay, calm down." He snapped his fingers and his dark robes flew from his shoulders onto the rack, and he was left in a classy white shirt. "And a.... bunny pen, and since I'm keeping you, I should spoil you, huh, bun?" Vines the size of the thinnest twigs grew and began made themselves into something deeply resembling a bunny pen.