Memories or Dreams
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. I really don't.
Note: I will be calling Kurama's stepfather, Hatanaka, simply because I don't know his first name. And I know, from the episodes, that Kurama's stepbrother is Kokoda. This is how I view it. I trust the episodes; they have never lied to me before. (They aren't edited.) So, if you don't like it, deal with it.
Chapter 1: A Dream…or More?
Kurama was deep in thought as he walked down the street towards his home. Those recent dreams that plagued him every night seemed more like memories than anything. His thoughts were at the very first dream, wondering if there was some meaning to it.
(First Dream)
A woman was taking a 5-year old Yoko to some place deep within the woods. Yoko didn't dare question his mother, so instead he interested himself in the plants along the side of the path they were taking.
He didn't notice his mother stop and accidentally ran into her. The woman glared at the boy that bumped into her before continuing into a building. His mother asked for the leader of the group as someone took Yoko to wait in another room.
There were two other children in the room he was taken to. One had black hair back in a short ponytail and dark eyes. He also wore black clothes and had to black bat wings. The boy wore a small red and silver pendant hanging off of a silver chain.
The other had long, dark blue hair and a matching tail. She had fox ears and lime green eyes. She was wearing a small light blue kimono that was a little ripped at the edges. Both children were about Yoko's age.
They both looked up as the man brought Yoko in. The man had left Yoko in the room and Yoko had decided to know their names. The boy was Kuronue, but Kurama couldn't remember the girl's name.
(A few minutes later)
Another man came in the room claiming that Yoko now belonged to them. Yoko saw his mother leaving and called out to her, but she didn't even turn to look at him. She had sold him to those bandits, because he was a curse, a silver spirit fox. That was when Yoko realized that she hated him, and that he hated her.
(End Dream)
Kurama knew that was a memory, but in the memory he knew, there was no girl. Now, the dream was contradicting this and it confused Kurama. Which was true? Could it be that some part of his memory had been erased?
His house was coming up, so he shook the thoughts from his head before anyone could notice. As he came in, he noticed that his stepfather was preparing dinner so that it would be ready when his mother came home. He smiled at the thought. His life was so close to perfect. It felt nice to have a mother that actually cared about you.
He climbed upstairs to his room and changed out of his uniform. He managed to finish his homework before his mother got home. But now he was no longer distracted, and his thoughts flowed back to his dreams.
He didn't understand them. Were they trying to tell him something? What was the purpose behind them? There were so many unanswered questions in his head. But at that moment, his thoughts were interrupted by his mother calling him and his stepbrother down for dinner.
Dinner was pretty normal. His family talked with each other, his mother asked Kokoda about school, you know, normal things.
But Shiori, with her keen mother's eye, noticed that Suichi was being quieter than normal. She also noticed that he wasn't eating that much, just little bites here and there. He normally loved her cooking and scarfed it down. Noticing the emotionless expression on his face and a small look that said he wasn't really paying attention, she decided to take a chance and ask him what was wrong. He didn't seem to hear her; there wasn't even a flash of recognition in his eyes.
"Suichi?" she called. Again, he didn't hear her. By now the rest of the family was watching him. He wasn't even moving anymore.
Those troubling thoughts were swarming in his head. He wasn't able to get rid of them. They were important somehow. Then another dream came. He tried to make it go away, at least until he was asleep. He managed to get his thoughts under control by the time his mother called for the third time.
"Yes mother?" Kurama replied softly. "Is something wrong?" Shiori asked. "No, I'm fine. Just thinking," he replied.
"Dammit! Pay attention you stupid fox!" a shadow whispered. The figure was standing in a tree just outside the house's garden, peering through the dining room window. All you could see aboutth figurein the dark was its narrow, purple eyes and the shine of silver on each hip.
The shadow continued grumbling about how dense the kitsune could be sometimes.