My Mother, My Love

by Anoka Kon

Stuck as Yoko, Kurama must break the curse upon him in order to regain his human form. He must hide from his mother and find a way to survive before his human body is destroyed completely. It's up to Yusuke and the gang to save their friend!

1. Prologue

My first mistake was that I did not take head of the warning signs. It was as usual for me, going to classes and taking care of my mother as I was determined to live out my life as an individual human rather than the demon Yoko.

Our last tournament ended only a year ago, all four of us gathering every so often to catch up on things and see how we all were doing. Genkai is still living in her little cabin on that mountaintop, Hiei is still living in Demon World, Kuwabara is still going to school as well and Yusuke… well Yusuke is Yusuke. There are no words for the former Spirit Detective. But the one thing that puzzles me still is the fact that even though the barrier is broken and the demons are requested by law not to cause mischief, there still came a curse.

I had not expected the laws of Demon World to be broken and no punishment followed. There was something strange about this curse, or rather, something uncanny. It was as if the pursuer had only targeted me, as my friends were not affected at all or even involved in any of this. The creature who had cast it was smart as well, timing it so that I would gradually pick up the curse. It did not come all at once, it came in the form of occasional headaches or even stomach aches that landed me in bed for about a day.

Eventually those headaches and stomach pains turned into fevers and cold sweats. At night I would wake up suddenly as if a gripe had overcome me. I remember panting and sweating, often asking my mother for water and making her stay up all night while I lie there in pain. It troubles me how much I burdened her.

Nevertheless there came a day where I finally woke up and the pain was gone, replaced by a sense of extreme ease and thankfulness. I was rid of the agony, rid of the torture that had belonged to me for over a month, able to go about my daily life. It was mysterious however; that I should have these pains consistently over a month and then one day it vanished. When I looked at myself however, I realized that a new torture had overcome me, and this one involving a certain person that I had not intended to see ever again.

That is where my story begins.