As I walked down the hall to my mother's hospital room, I wondered...
Do I have the right to be here?
Do I have the right to call her my mother?
I stole her son's life. The life of an unborn child.
I had reached the door. It was open.
A horrible thing.
Why did I do it?
My own life was in danger.
I stood there, watching her sleep. She looked so calm.
Is that truly justification?
I am a demon. We are selfish beings.
Since when have I even cared?
No! I am human!
I am Kurama.
I am Suuichi.
My Youko instincts were telling me to leave. To abandon her.
She is weak.
What do I owe her?
What has she done for me?
...Taught me to care.
Walking into the room, I sat down beside her bed.
A demon is beholden to no one and nothing.
I am no longer a demon.
I am human.
I glanced around the room. It was so sparse...only one vase of flowers. From me.
I am all she has.
Why should I stay? Remorse, guilt, pain...I have known these. I have conquered these.
What binds me to her?
I looked at the figure resting on the bed. Really looked.
Love.
A human emotion?
I am human.
I am a demon.
She stirred. "Suuichi?" she whispered.
Suuichi...is that my name?Or Kurama?
I took her hand.
Does it truly matter?
"I am here."
No...
All that matters is...
"Mother."
I am her son.
A/N: Short, I know. Gah. Sorry if it looks a little funky, the HTML coding wasn't working right. Oh well, thanks for reading. Please Review!
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