I still own no one. This chapter is from Yusuke's POV. Even though it comes third it was written last, so it's a bit lacking in eloquence because I was tired of rhyming. But since when has Yusuke been eloquent?


I've rarely seen him so silent, subdued;

It's really frightening when he starts to brood.

His eyes light on fire, you don't want to go near,

But right now, if I don't, Kurama I fear

Will lose all constraint, or maybe his mind.

And as I approach, I'm shocked to find

There are tears slowly dripping from each of his eyes

"What has happened?" I ask as he continues to cry.

"I left her." He says, his voice sounding bereft

Of emotion, of feeling, "There is nothing left."

"Shiori?" I ask, and he nods with a sigh

I look for a moment and then I ask, "Why?"

He goes on to explain what he feels he has done

How she will be hurt if he stays her son.

The truth he has told her, with every detail

But for Kurama the choice is more of an ail;

He regrets it deeply, that I can see

But also he feels it is better if she

Never sees him again, and if never they speak

For then demons won't exploit the weak

Human mother, the fox demon's heel,

The one he protects with a strange kind of zeal.

The one thing that I cannot understand

Is how Kurama will fare with this on his hands.

He hates himself for it; it's all over his face

In each of the tears that forms liquid lace.

How will he ever manage to survive

If to these depths his mind repeatedly dives?

Shiori he's saved but himself he has not;

For he's beating himself up over the thought

That he personally harmed her, threatened her life

When that's simply insane, an unneeded strife.

But when it comes to Kurama and how he feels

There is nothing I can say that could possibly reel

Him back in from the edge of that dark precipice

For right now in front of him I see a list

Of all the things he feels he's done wrong,

It's depressing to see that it's pretty long.

So I walk away and leave him alone

Then, all of a sudden, I hear him moan,

"For all of my life, a thousand years' hate,

I've finally loved, but it's come too late.

The one that I care for I cannot be near

For her death is the thing that brings the most fear."

He pauses a moment, maybe to think

Then suddenly those golden eyes blink

As if he has felt a new jab of pain in his heart

Then once again than empty voice starts

"I know it's selfish to miss her like this

But her life is better than my personal bliss

At having someone who truly does care

For such a beautiful thing is really quite rare…"

He trails off and I see he's made peace

With the parts of his heart; he is at ease.

I look back at him and quietly say

"Decisions you've made on this fateful day

May have been hard but I hope that you may

Learn to move on and this life stay."

He looks up shocked, then quietly nods,

And then I silently thank god.