Title: Ai no Tame ni (In the Name of Love)
Title: Ai no Tame ni (In the Name of Love)
Disclaimer: Simple. I don't own Yuu Yuu Hakusho.
Thanks to: Skeleton Bunny, corner girl, mochiidzuki, tomorokoshi and all of you who read my fanfiction. (smiling widely) (You've given me writing spirit!)
Note: Please please plaese don't let cute-sweet-pure immature child read this. And thanks to all who have read this story.
Chapter two: Curiosity
It's the help of miracle that Kurama could safely arrive at the nearest bathroom without drawing much attention. Despite of the distance between the Language center building with T2 building, no one knew what had had actually happened even Kurama just tried to hide 'it' by her bag. She knew well that miracle wouldn't help her forever, so…
"Kaito, help me." Kurama whispered on her cell phone.
"Kurama? What's going on? Where are you? Class will begin ten minutes more." Kaito said in a whisper too. He was at the same university class with Kurama now, and the class was going to get an exam.
"Please…I beg you. I'm in the toilet now." Kurama said even in poorer voice.
"Why aren't you coming here quickly? The exam will begin ten minutes more." Kaito left the class, heading for the toilet.
"It's…it's…" Kurama felt embarrassed, how could she tell Kaito about girl's usual problem? She hadn't told anyone, even threatening Touya to shut up about the Demon hospital accident. Might she tell Kaito now?
No way.
But she had to get new trousers now, because she hadn't anything enough unsuspicious to cover the … spot on her behind.
Then Kurama, as she had lied to almost everyone in the human realm for 19 years, realized that she was an expert in lie. So to achieve what she wanted, she said easily, "My trousers were torn a little. Would you please take my trousers on home?"
"Well, I bring a sewing kit on my bag, incase of something like this happened. Just wait a minute; I'll give it to you." Kaito said, going back to the classroom.
"No. That's not I…" Kurama automatically blurt out.
"Huh? Why? If you can't sew, I will sew it for you." Kaito got his sewing kit and went back to the toilet. He fastened his speed because he saw the lecturer approaching the classroom.
""No! I don't need it. I…I…" Kurama turned pale red. Might she say the truth at last?
"Kurama?" Kaito entered the toilet for man and saw the water closet's door on the corner was shut. He knocked it quietly. "Kurama, it's me. Open the door. Quickly, the lecturer is coming."
Kurama turned pale blue. "No…I mean…if the lecturer is coming, just pass me the sewing kit by the door's slot beneath. I can sew by myself." She got back her calm manner. The priority was: the secret couldn't be told. So she should think about how to get over this girl's problem later.
"Hummh? Is that so? Well…" Kaito passed the sewing kit to Kurama, "Come to class quickly, OK? We have an exam today, remember?"
Kurama said, OK, so Kaito left. He run through the alley to get the classroom before the lecturer did.
Kurama heaved a big sigh, sat on the toilet, and cover her face with her hands, thinking, 'What should I do now?'
Five minutes past, there's soft three knocks on the door.
"Kaito, I've said to you that you should get back to the classroom now. Don't worry about me." She said weakly.
"It's me Kurama." A deep-authoritative voice replied.
Kurama startled. That was Yomi's voice. "Yomi, what are you doing here?" she asked in her usual calm tone.
"Look like you get a problem? What could I help for you?" Yomi spoke in a soft tone which brought Kurama into cautious mode. 'And what will you ask for the payment, Yomi?' she thought sarcastically.
"I ask you; what are you doing here?" asked Kurama in cautious tone.
Yomi chuckled, "Kurama, I'm not having any plan which endanger human realm. I just want to help you."
"… it's that so?" Kurama calmed and ensured herself to trust Yomi, since he was the only available one to help her. Yusuke was on a date with Keiko, Kuwabara was going far away to Genkai's temple, and Koenma was out-of-contact in the Spirit realm. "I need trousers. Please, could you go to my home to take mine?" she said calmly.
"Don't you think it will take so long? You'll have an exam, right? I can lend you mine." Yomi said innocuously.
"No!" Kurama blurted out, afraid of the imagination Yomi exchanging his trousers with her. "You are one of the three former demon kings, so you must be able to move fast. Hayaku!" Kurama looked nervously at her watch; the start-exam-time had begun.
"Why I must hurry my self to go there if we have this way?" Yomi passed new black trousers through the door's slot. He had bought it before arrive there; he had observed Kurama from far distance even since she entered the human realm.
Kurama, without thinking twice, changed herself, and went out. She perplexed to see Yomi wore a high black hat on his head (which cover the things on his head). He also wore a black classic tuxedo with red rose on his chest. In fact, Yomi tried to dress like a normal human.
"Well, thanks." she said, secretly threw her former-trousers to the trash bin, and run out to the classroom. She kept the question of all about Yomi later.
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Kurama wondered; why many of her classmates chuckled in the middle of the exam? She turned to Kaito. He looked holding his breath hardly in order not to laugh.
'Well, it doesn't important. What's more important is; I have to finish these questions off and go home quickly. My stomach is sick, and I'd rather spend the rest of the day on my bed.' Kurama thought.
And she did it, finished the test first before anyone even she was the latest to begin. She went out from the classroom. Kaito seemed want to say something, but he didn't speak it up since he was at the exam.
Outside the gate of the university, Kurama was astonished to see mini green Godzilla running to her. She could see Shuura's face between its tusks. People around them were chuckling or smiling.
Kurama held her laugh, "Shuura, what are you doing here? Where is your father?"
"He has something to do," said Shuura in a sweet (but cannot-be-trusted) tone. "Kurama, accompany me to see Human realm, will you?"
Kurama turned silent. It was much better staying at home than accompanying a kid with Godzilla costume walking around the street. But she couldn't resist Shuura's request. He was a kid anyway.
"But you have to change your appearance first, Shuura," Kurama smiled, "I still keep my childhood clothes. I know it would suit you better." Kurama noted that Shuura's Godzilla costume was still having the price label patched on its nose. She smiled a little and took it.
"But I like this clothe, besides, I see on the Human TV channel this character is popular. By the way, why do you take that thing from me?" Shuura pointed the label on Kurama's hand.
"Oh, this?" Kurama smiled calmly, "you shouldn't wear clothes with its price label still on it."
Speaking about the label…
Then Kurama was aware why her classmates or the people around them were smiling or chuckling. It wasn't about Shuura's appearance; it was about both of them. Kurama forgot to take off the label price on her new black trousers.
Kurama, her red strands covering her eyes, tore both of the label prices. She grabbed Shuura's shoulder, and said blandly "Let's go. I will accompany you anywhere."
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Shuura eyes were focused on Kurama while they're on the bus. Kurama didn't aware of it, wondering where Yomi was at this time.
'Now, let's see,' thought Shuura, 'what has made my father fond of you.'
He hated it. He hated how his father was talking about Kurama since they'd separated after the Demon World Tournament. His father continuously noted him that he would never surpass Kurama's fighting skill during his practice. Well, he knew that he often practice half-heartedly this long time since he'd prefer to play. But couldn't his father just give a light-hearted encouragement tenderly?
And this time, his father was (in Shuura's POV) looked like a fool; worrying Kurama at the first place, watching her from a far after the demon hospital accident. He said that Shuura must protect her while he was off doing something. He also ordered him to make Kurama far away from her house for at least three hours. He even gave command of not to bother Kurama in any way.
That's why he's proudly wearing a monster costume that could make Kurama felt embarrassed walking with him. Ha! Shuura smiled in victory as he saw Kurama's worry face.
He didn't say his disagreement upon his father's orders. Because he knew, by this, he was able to observe Kurama closely. He hoped he could find what Kurama had that make his father so care to her. After he found it, he surely would destroy it!
"We have arrived. Come on, Shuura." Kurama spoke, breaking Shuura's thought. Out of the bus, she held the child hand, intending to walk hand in hand. But Shuura snapped his hand away.
"I can walk by my self!" Shuura blurted out.
"But how if you get lost?" Kurama said innocuously.
"I'm not a kid anymore! So stay away!" Shuura said in a harsh manner.
"Is that so?" Kurama smiled to how cute Shuura look; a short boy with Godzilla costume shouted out that he wasn't a kid. "Well then, it's up to you." Kurama turned and paced, mingled with the crowd on the sidewalk.
Shuura followed Kurama. Even she wasn't fast, Shuura having difficulty to follow since the crowd often hit or treaded his Godzilla costume. He couldn't challenge whoever did it since it would make him lose sight of Kurama. While she seemed wouldn't turn to see him.
He was able to hold his anger, until suddenly he fell because someone treaded his costume's tail. It was a high school girl who did it.
"I'm sorry. I don't suppose too…" that girl offered her hand to help Shuura stand back.
Shuura snapped that hand, "I don't need it. You bitch!"
A moment later, a hand pinched his cheek. "Clean up your mouth, young man!" said Kurama in her coldest tone. Then she continued in her calming tone to the high school girl, "I'm terribly sorry for his behavior. Please forgive him."
"It's ok--" The high school girl pinched Shuura's another cheek. "--your son is cute. See ya." She waved her hand and went away.
"I'm not her son! I'm my father's son!" yelled Shuura.
Kurama tried to hide her reddened face as the crowd burst in laugh. She grabbed Shuura's shoulder and dragged him. This time Shuura didn't object. He felt it would be easier this way.
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Four hours later, Kurama arrived at her house. She was so tired. Shuura asked to go to the every corner of Mushiyori city. The sun had set, and what she wanted now only to rest in bed.
"So this is your house, Kurama?" Shuura spoke beside her. (Kurama took Shuura with her since that kid seemed really curious about her life as human. She didn't aware that the aim of that boy was to investigate her thoroughly.)"It is low-taste architecture. The wall is plain and the yard is not artistically made." he pouted, "I don't think I will like it."
Kurama heaved a big sigh, "You said that you want to stay overnight, so just be polite and get in." with that word, she opened the door.
"Tadaima. (I'm home)" Kurama greeted her mother.
"Okaeri. (Welcome home)" replied a soft voice of Kurama's mother. She was preparing the supper when Kurama passed the opened kitchen's door.
Shuura stopped to see a middle-age woman arranged the dinner table. That woman said with smiling, "You seem tired. Just rest for a while, I'll call you if the dinner's ready. Hey, who that boy beside you? He would stay for dinner, right? I forgot that father gets official duty on Kyoto and your brother goes with him. I've made too much for supper today."
Shuura turned to Kurama, trying to sound polite while saying, "Kurama, why do you keep that old hag in your house?"
Silence.
"AWW! Hey, you shouldn't tread my leg that badly!" Shuura screamed, "You bweeewewe…"
Before Shuura spoke out the foul words, Kurama pinched his mouth hardly. "I'm sorry. Hontou ni moushiwake arimasen! (I'm really sorry)." She made Shuura crouched to give a salute. "Mother, this is Shuura, my friend's son. Shuura, she is my mother, Shiori."
Shiori chuckled, "It's ok. Kurama, he's just a kid."
Then she stared at Kurama. It's a kind of stare that Kurama couldn't comprehend, and she felt uncomfortable for it.
Shuura snapped Kurama's hand (that still pinched his cheek) and was ready to say something. But he stopped as the cold and threatening glare of Kurama fell on him.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Kurama asked apprehensively.
Before Shiori gave a reply, Shuura blurted out, "Kurama, why do you call her mother? What is 'mother'?"
The two women on that room stared unbelievingly at Shuura. "Shuura, haven't Yomi teach you?" asked Kurama.
Shuura frowned at her, "Well, my father does teach me to fight. Is this 'mother' thing important in fight?"
Shiori stared at the scene with dewy eyes. She's about to say something, but Kurama shook her head sadly.
Yeah, Kurama had no heart to tell Shuura what 'mother' was. Shuura didn't have it for the long of his life; he was a clone. She shouldn't entice this boy to have something that he wouldn't have.
"It's nothing, Shuura. Let's go upstairs. You need to change." Kurama said in an apologizing tone, and dragged Shuura with her.
From far a distance, Yomi observed what's going on with a smirk, and said "You don't need to do such thing, Kurama. Don't worry. He surely will have mother."
To be continued
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