Into the Miasma

The thought of him sends sharp spikes through me, and I hear myself gasp with the pain. I am halfway to crumpling on the ground when Kuronue takes hold of me and urges me to remain standing. He's asking why, and it's all I can do to shake my head, over and over again. I can't. I can barely breathe. Holy, what have I done to Kurama? Third and last in series. Read the others first!