What\'s Protection Got To Do With It?

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“Suichi-chan, can you come downstairs a minute? I need to ask you something.” Shiori Minamino yelled up the stairs. Kurama



emerged from his closet, a pile of clothes in his arms.





“Yes Mom, I’ll be down in a minute!” He shouted back. He lay the pile of clothes on his bed and meticulously folded them and



placed them in the suitcase. He began to pack his hairbrush before shaking his head and replacing it on the dresser.





“Suichi! Sometime today, honey!” Kurama heard. He left his room and descended the stairs, sticking his head in the kitchen



doorway. His mother was sitting at the dining room table, holding a piece of paper with a broken wax seal. She looked up and



gestured to the seat across from her.





“ Whats that Mom? It looks like a letter.” She dropped the paper on the table and turned it so that he could read it.





“ Could you explain that for me?” Kurama looked down at the paper and as he skimmed it he paled quickly.





To the Demon, Yoko Kurama,





I asked Koenma for help at my school because I will be dying soon and I need someone qualified to keep my students safe from



the threat Voldemort presents. I received word that you are a member of the elite squad of spirit detectives Koenma will send



to protect my school. I would like to let you know that anything you need will be granted to you and your companions. I request



a meeting with you when you arrive at Hogwart.





Wishing you well and a safe trip,





Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry





Kurama looked up from the parchment lying in front of him on the table. He sighed and gave her a rueful smile.





“You deserve an explanation Mom. This letter is not a hoax. Before I became your child, I lived in demon world as the famous



fox demon thief Kurama. But sixteen years ago, a bounty hunter mortally wounded me. I fled to the human world and my soul



became your unborn baby’s soul. Two years ago, when you were sick, I fell back on my thievery skills to steal an artifact I



knew would save your life. I was caught and in punishment, I was made to join the spirit detectives. My spirit detective team



is going to a magic school in Britain to act as bodyguards while posing as students. I was going to ask you to come with me if



you wanted to.” Shiori nodded slowly and whistled.





“So this is the secret you’ve kept from me for the last two years. I was wondering why you changed so suddenly. Do you have a



different form? How soon will we leave?” Kurama stood and mist began to swirl around his body, concealing him from view. The



mist cleared to reveal a tall man dressed in flowing white robes. He had long silver hair and pointed ears on the top of his



head. Piercing golden eyes peered from the sharp masculine face. A silky silver tail hung low from his back, brushing the



ground. Kurama looked his mother in the eye.





“ This is what I looked like, before I became your child. I can transform between my human body and my demon body at will. I



prefer my human body even though the demon body is more powerful. But, in answer to your question, we must be at the airport



in three days at nine o clock in the morning. Will you be ready by then?” Shiori stood quickly and hugged her son, smiling up



at him.





“Yes, I can be ready by then. I have more questions to ask you later though. I want you to know that I’m proud of you. The



stealing has to stop though.” Kurama smiled and rolled his eyes, changing back to human form. He laughed, watching her walk



upstairs to her room.





“Whatever you say, Mom.” He said, holding his crossed fingers behind his back. Shiori disappeared around the landing. She poked



her head around the corner.





“I saw that.”