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This story contains violence!
This is an AU meaning that this story won't fully relate to the Anime or Manga versions.
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Memory
Chapter 1
By: Ronin S. Oath
To My cousin Will, who also lost his memory once...
"It's not too bad," Kurama told the others silently in a calm voice. "But he's lost his memory."
Yusuke bolted upright in his chair. "He's what?!?"
Kurama winced. "I said 'he's lost his memory'," Kurama repeated, ignoring Yusuke's sputtering. "And it's entirely YOUR fault, Yusuke!" growled Kurama, glaring at Yusuke now.
Kuwabara smirked, then laughed out loud. Moments later, he fell against the couch, his body shaking with silent giggles.
"How is it all my fault?" Yusuke complained. He was starting to get worried. Kurama in this mood meant a dangerous Kurama! So he did what any relatively sane person would do... He apologized. "I'm sorry, Kurama." Yusuke looked down, not in apology, but to hide the laughter in his eyes. "I didn't think he would get hurt..." Yusuke ruined the explanation when he burst out laughing.
Kurama muttered a curse under his breath when Yusuke totally lost it along with Kuwabara. Once the two calmed down, Kurama continued, his voice testy- After he got hurt, I had to haul him home alone, because you two were passed out like the drunken fools that you are!" Kurama took a deep breath to calm down. Yelling wasn't helping any, and Yusuke and Kuwabara seemed unable to get past their laughing fit. He continued more calmly, "It's a good thing 'Kaasan is still out of town."
Kuwabara calmed down. "Can't we just get Botan to fix it? Can't she just wiggle her fingers or something and cure him?"
"Yeah!" Yusuke agreed, finally getting his breath back. "Or you can grow a plant to help out! Right?"
"No, Botan can't help, nor can I or any other healers." Kurama was a bit mollified by the sudden concern and guilt on the others' faces. "He will regain his memory, or he won't... ever. But given time, he will... hopefully," Kurama announced grimly.
"Shit," Yusuke sounded worried. "What are we going to do?"
"Maybe he'll remember how to be polite," Kuwabara muttered under his breath, but quickly shut-up when the other two shot him with death glares. "Alright... What can I do?"
"We'll have to help him along," Kurama replied. "We have to remind him of things. Names, places, things like that. And we'll have to protect him. I don't know how much he's forgotten, so we'll have to be around in case of trouble."
"But we have classes!" Yusuke exclaimed, then realizing exactly what he just said. "I guess I'll just have to skip them," he sounded cheered by the prospect.
"You don't have to... I'll take him to school with me, but we'll have to take turns with the night jobs of keeping an eye on him," Kurama announced. "I have until the end of next week until 'Kaasan comes home. If Hiei hasn't gotten his memory back by then you two will have to take him in, then we'll take turns again every week. And objections?"
"How do you plan on explaining Hiei to your teachers and classmates?" was all Kuwabara asked.
"I'll tell them he is a visiting cousin from overseas."
Yusuke quickly agreed, then asked, "Where is he now?"
"In my room... Sleeping."
"Let's go take a look," Kuwabara announced grimly, hoping that this was all a cruel joke and that Hiei was fine. Thinking to himself, 'Damn it! I don't want that little shrimp any where near me!'
The three made their way to Kurama's room, quietly opening the door.
Kurama peered in the darkened room to find Hiei sitting up on the bed, rubbing his head. "Hiei?"
"Oi, Hiei!" Yusuke burst into the room, hands in his pockets. "I heard you fell out of a tree and conked you head... How do ya feel?"
Kuwabara slummed in behind Yusuke, warily eyeing the still, small figure on the bed.
"I... I feel fine, thank-you. But my head hurts."
Kuwabara's eyes bugged out, and he fell back (anime style).
Hiei continued, "Who are you? And what am I doing here?" He looked to Kurama. "I remember you... You fixed my head. Thank-you." Then he put an unsteady hand on his head, closing his eyes in pain. "I'm sorry. My head hurts a lot..."
"My name is Kurama. This," he said pointing to the unattractively gaping orange haired figure, "is Kazuma Kuwabara. And this is Yusuke Uramashi."
"Hello," Hiei said, opening his eyes and looking at Kuwabara instantly. He hardly acknowledged the other two in the room, giving them a small nod and a slight smile, before zeroing in on Kuwabara.
Kuwabara squirmed under the intent gaze.
"I... seem to know you," Hiei said uncertainly. "Are you my friend?"
The emphatic denial died down in Kuwabara's throat. 'What am I suppose to say? No, Hiei. You hate my guts, and I don't like you either,? I can't do it! Not when he's looking at me like that!' Kuwabara gruffly answered, "Yeah... Yes, we are friends, Hiei."
Hiei smiled. "Oh good. I'm glad." Hiei's eyes drooped down, his body slumping back down in the bed, before curling up into a ball and falling a sleep.
Kuwabara was startled even more- 'When he smiles like that... He's... It's like the way Yukina smiles before dawn.'
Kurama had been watching the interaction between the two with an unreadable expression. Then turning to Yusuke, he said quietly, "Let's go." Then out loud, he asked, "Kuwabara, would you mind staying with Hiei for a while?"
Kuwabara shot him a look of mixed confusion, rebellion and denial. Then looked at the curled up form of Hiei. "Sure... I don't mind at all."
Kurama nodded in gratitude, and tugged Yusuke out of the bedroom.
Kuwabara stood, approaching the figure, and pulled a light blanket over him.
Hiei sighed, murmuring something under his breath...
To Be Continued
Any comment or constructive criticism is most appreciated! Please review! Thank-you! And I hope you all enjoyed the story thus far! Remember to vote for pairings!
This story contains violence!
This is an AU meaning that this story won't fully relate to the Anime or Manga versions.
Warnings: this may turn out to be Yaoi, but I'm not really sure... I'll leave it up to you guys, so please vote for couples.
Memory
Chapter 1
By: Ronin S. Oath
To My cousin Will, who also lost his memory once...
"It's not too bad," Kurama told the others silently in a calm voice. "But he's lost his memory."
Yusuke bolted upright in his chair. "He's what?!?"
Kurama winced. "I said 'he's lost his memory'," Kurama repeated, ignoring Yusuke's sputtering. "And it's entirely YOUR fault, Yusuke!" growled Kurama, glaring at Yusuke now.
Kuwabara smirked, then laughed out loud. Moments later, he fell against the couch, his body shaking with silent giggles.
"How is it all my fault?" Yusuke complained. He was starting to get worried. Kurama in this mood meant a dangerous Kurama! So he did what any relatively sane person would do... He apologized. "I'm sorry, Kurama." Yusuke looked down, not in apology, but to hide the laughter in his eyes. "I didn't think he would get hurt..." Yusuke ruined the explanation when he burst out laughing.
Kurama muttered a curse under his breath when Yusuke totally lost it along with Kuwabara. Once the two calmed down, Kurama continued, his voice testy- After he got hurt, I had to haul him home alone, because you two were passed out like the drunken fools that you are!" Kurama took a deep breath to calm down. Yelling wasn't helping any, and Yusuke and Kuwabara seemed unable to get past their laughing fit. He continued more calmly, "It's a good thing 'Kaasan is still out of town."
Kuwabara calmed down. "Can't we just get Botan to fix it? Can't she just wiggle her fingers or something and cure him?"
"Yeah!" Yusuke agreed, finally getting his breath back. "Or you can grow a plant to help out! Right?"
"No, Botan can't help, nor can I or any other healers." Kurama was a bit mollified by the sudden concern and guilt on the others' faces. "He will regain his memory, or he won't... ever. But given time, he will... hopefully," Kurama announced grimly.
"Shit," Yusuke sounded worried. "What are we going to do?"
"Maybe he'll remember how to be polite," Kuwabara muttered under his breath, but quickly shut-up when the other two shot him with death glares. "Alright... What can I do?"
"We'll have to help him along," Kurama replied. "We have to remind him of things. Names, places, things like that. And we'll have to protect him. I don't know how much he's forgotten, so we'll have to be around in case of trouble."
"But we have classes!" Yusuke exclaimed, then realizing exactly what he just said. "I guess I'll just have to skip them," he sounded cheered by the prospect.
"You don't have to... I'll take him to school with me, but we'll have to take turns with the night jobs of keeping an eye on him," Kurama announced. "I have until the end of next week until 'Kaasan comes home. If Hiei hasn't gotten his memory back by then you two will have to take him in, then we'll take turns again every week. And objections?"
"How do you plan on explaining Hiei to your teachers and classmates?" was all Kuwabara asked.
"I'll tell them he is a visiting cousin from overseas."
Yusuke quickly agreed, then asked, "Where is he now?"
"In my room... Sleeping."
"Let's go take a look," Kuwabara announced grimly, hoping that this was all a cruel joke and that Hiei was fine. Thinking to himself, 'Damn it! I don't want that little shrimp any where near me!'
The three made their way to Kurama's room, quietly opening the door.
Kurama peered in the darkened room to find Hiei sitting up on the bed, rubbing his head. "Hiei?"
"Oi, Hiei!" Yusuke burst into the room, hands in his pockets. "I heard you fell out of a tree and conked you head... How do ya feel?"
Kuwabara slummed in behind Yusuke, warily eyeing the still, small figure on the bed.
"I... I feel fine, thank-you. But my head hurts."
Kuwabara's eyes bugged out, and he fell back (anime style).
Hiei continued, "Who are you? And what am I doing here?" He looked to Kurama. "I remember you... You fixed my head. Thank-you." Then he put an unsteady hand on his head, closing his eyes in pain. "I'm sorry. My head hurts a lot..."
"My name is Kurama. This," he said pointing to the unattractively gaping orange haired figure, "is Kazuma Kuwabara. And this is Yusuke Uramashi."
"Hello," Hiei said, opening his eyes and looking at Kuwabara instantly. He hardly acknowledged the other two in the room, giving them a small nod and a slight smile, before zeroing in on Kuwabara.
Kuwabara squirmed under the intent gaze.
"I... seem to know you," Hiei said uncertainly. "Are you my friend?"
The emphatic denial died down in Kuwabara's throat. 'What am I suppose to say? No, Hiei. You hate my guts, and I don't like you either,? I can't do it! Not when he's looking at me like that!' Kuwabara gruffly answered, "Yeah... Yes, we are friends, Hiei."
Hiei smiled. "Oh good. I'm glad." Hiei's eyes drooped down, his body slumping back down in the bed, before curling up into a ball and falling a sleep.
Kuwabara was startled even more- 'When he smiles like that... He's... It's like the way Yukina smiles before dawn.'
Kurama had been watching the interaction between the two with an unreadable expression. Then turning to Yusuke, he said quietly, "Let's go." Then out loud, he asked, "Kuwabara, would you mind staying with Hiei for a while?"
Kuwabara shot him a look of mixed confusion, rebellion and denial. Then looked at the curled up form of Hiei. "Sure... I don't mind at all."
Kurama nodded in gratitude, and tugged Yusuke out of the bedroom.
Kuwabara stood, approaching the figure, and pulled a light blanket over him.
Hiei sighed, murmuring something under his breath...
To Be Continued
Any comment or constructive criticism is most appreciated! Please review! Thank-you! And I hope you all enjoyed the story thus far! Remember to vote for pairings!