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'She shouldn't be dead..'
Kurama stood there numbly as they lay Shiori to rest.
It had been a long battle with breast cancer for her.
And he refused to accept it...until her final days.
He was so focused and lost,he didn't feel Botan tug on his arm.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes...thank you for asking,Botan."Kurama said with a stiff upper lip.
"She was a wonderful woman."sighed the deity.
The walk home was quiet.
Long silver strands bled out of his host's fiery locks.
Without so much of a word being said,Yoko grabbed the ferry girl-
-claiming her lips.
Was this his way of coping?
Molten golden eyes studied her soft pink ones.
"So,is this your way of dealing with-"began Botan.
"Ssh...or you'll ruin the moment...Shiori meant a lot to him."
"You're referring to Kurama?"asked Botan.
"Shuichi."Yoko corrected.
"So,what you want from me?"
"Everything." Yoko answered cheekily.
A/N:I didn't know where I was going with this..so,please review.