Maya lost her memories about her love for Shuuiichi and his fight against the monstrous Yatsude. But her heart still knows the man she had loved- or still beat for the man she has loved.
Author's notes: The only reason I penned this because I am in love on their shipping.
"Now I pronounced you as husband and wife." The hall was glutted by thunderous claps and hoots from visitors .But one woman singled out by wailing disturbingly.
"My baby is no longer mine!" Atsuko whines as she snuffles harshly on a handekerchief. Myriads of blithe faces clustered around the couple, twaddling that they shall have an enduring and fruitful marriage. The latter made the cheeks of ravishing bride in white kimono red.
For the first time of his hundreds of years life, the former notorious bandit of Makai, Kurama or Shuuiichi for his oblivious family and friends, felt a vagrant feelings. As he watches how Yusuke and Keiko exchanged their vows and sealed it with a kiss, he felt barren.
(What is it I have to fill in my life?I have a strong bond with my loving and wonderful family, faithful and reliable camaraderie, and have achieved a gross level of powers too. What is it I'm still devoid on?)
He sniggered as he remembered the ring, an heirloom from Shiori, that has to passed down from generations to generations. According to Shiori, that ring must inherit to a first born child regardless of its gender. If it is a boy, then when the time he became a grown-up man, then he should have the ring and endow it to the woman whom he is surely in love and shall marry. According to Shiori, the ring traces back older than her great-graet-great-great grandfather.
"It will bring me a good delight seeing you marries with a loving and beautiful wife and to play with your wonderful and beautiful kids." Shiori said teary eyed as she cupped her son's cheeks lovingly.
He just halted the impulse to roll his eyes as he saw what the velvet box encompasses.
"Hey Shuuiichi! Hiei what are you guys loitering their about? Come hither quick it's snap time," a buoyant voice hailed at them.
He wags his head to brush off the thoughts about the ring while his right hand frisks his pocket, making sure that the ring is still intact. He wants to question the need to bring a bequest object to this ningen tradition.
"Coming! He responded with a sigh as he casually dragged Hiei towards the front.
"Fox! What the-don't be ridiculous!" Hiei protested while he struggled to loose from his grip.
Some visitors noticed this bit of consternation with bewilderment. Two handsome young lad, one has a long crimson red while the other owned an antagonistic black hair, contending to each other's pursuits. In the end, Kurama wins.
"Come on ,Hiei, it's just a picture," he assures, not minding the fire demon's tantrum.
"Why we should give that little guy an honorary? The picture would be better without him, right Yukina? He turned to his side with simper.
That made Hiei's distemper escalates,"Get your hands off my sister!" he raged.
Luckily, his spit was missed as the photographer called their attention to steady pose.
After the reception, Kurama decided to depart earlier than he planned with nonexistent reasons. Maybe he just want to saunter in the park where his mother used to take him when he was younger, or to take a respite from the mountainous papers of the corporate world. Before leaving, he changed his outfit into a regular ningen clothing. It was a navy blue polo shirt with multi-colored stripes that he paired with slim blue jeans and white sneakers. There was nothing special to that clothes, but the fact that a guy like Kurama was wearing that, it's wholly natural to received so many head turns, by which he was accustomed with.
"Don't you find any woman in your uncle's company that complements your tatse? They are all-well gorgeous and brainy too. How come you haven't like anyone of them."
Kurama let out a weary sigh, as his human mother,Shiori has been vexing him about woman ever since thae day she had bequeathed the ring to him. Well, he cant really blame her because he had finished his studies without introducing or even talking about a woman that has catched his attention. And now that he has been working at his step father's company for 3 years and has successfully made his way from a humble position up to the corporate ladder, no romantic stuff has yet to come from his daily routine is always home-work-home-work, and if managed to scrounge a time- spar. Unquestionably, he gained a moniker 'Shuuiichi Slug' from his subordinates. Their gibe for him was just a secret one if it wasn't of his delicate demon hearing.
He was about to push the revolving glass door of his favorite bookstore when he had heard a resonant yammering across the street. He saw a young man of his age on the ground with his left knee in front of a pretty woman, who was covering her mouth out of astonishment and brimming happiness. The man pulled out a gleaming ring and slid it on her left ring finger. After that, they shared a enviably deep kiss as the crowd trumpeted.
"And since when did you have an interest about romance,huh? He quipped to himself before he finally stepped inside the bookstore. He browsed books in fiction novels section before proceeding into the counter to pay it, As he was walking down a pedestrian, he saw a decrepit silvery-haired woman tottering to reach her coins that had scattered on the ground. Being raised with a good upbringing, he willfully stooped down and collected the remaining coins for the woman. As he was buckling on the ground, someone had burglarized his back pocket, where his wallet and the ring lounge.
"Hey! He shouted to the two men who only seems on their teens ,scurrying as fast as they could. But they are already out of their visual, giving the multitudes of bustling pedestrians.
"I'm sorry,young man, if hadn't been on me you would have never been filched by those crooks," the woman squirmed in shame.
"You don't have to worry ,Obaasan,I'd woud rather lost my wallet than to ignore an old lady in distress of help," he replied courteously as he plunged back the coins on her hand.
"Such a gentle young man," she enthuses,"I hope my gand daughter will marry someone like you. So polite and hansome too," she lauds as she squints to visualize his face. "And such a nice hair, I cant see you clearly but I know that you are very good-looking man. I almost mistaken you for a lady.
He chortled,"I get that a lot."
He snuggled his arms around the old woman as he escorted her crossing the street,
" that's too much. Our apartment is just two minutes away from here and besides I don't want my granddaughter that I went outside. You know, she has forbidden me going outside alone," she firmly refused his offer to walk her home.
"Just take care,Obaasaan."
"Arigatou,"she responded smiling.
He followed her distancing figure on his eyes before he proceeded to his itinerary.
**Night later***
"Now Im dead," he gnawed before closing his eyes to sleep.
He has been elusive to his mother purposely but deliberately, especially when the topic goes to the ring. He was just clasping his hand that his mother would never ask to see the ring again- not until he found it.
"By the way,Shuuiichi, where did you keep the ring" his mother asked one dinner.
He almost choked on his food and stammered to keep his tongue.
"I—H-have los-er kept it in my pocket always!"
"Aaahhhh, his step brother Shuuiichi gushed understably between bites ,"You always want to keep it in you ,so in case you've found the one, you would immediately propose a marriage to her before anyone does," he teased that made his family laugh.