Continuation of Part 2.
There's nothing really needed to be said in the Author Notes so I'll just
leave you to the rest of the story. R&R please! ^-^
Future Meets Past
By: Ketsuki
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At the time of Crystal Tokyo
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They were soon all gathered in the
same room again. Each were anxious to hear Hotaru finish the story,
and for her to finish the sketch. After all, it was hard to listen
to such a great tale but without an image to imagine it upon.
Hotaru was seated on a single couch,
curled up tightly as she snuggled onto the pillow behind her, her large
piece of sketching paper on her lap, the piece of charcoal once again in
her hands. She at once began sketching from memory as she wondered
where to continue her story.
"Hotaru-chan, weren't you going to
continue?" Minako asked, who was seated across from Hotaru on a beanbag
on the floor.
"Hai...I'm just wondering where to
start..." she trailed off, gazing back at her picture.
"How about the next morning?
After when you're suppose to pay Youko Kurama back?" Rei suggested.
Hotaru shook her head thoughtfully.
"No...There was still some dialogue after dinner".
"Then Hotaru-chan, why don't you start
the story after you, Youko Kurama, and Kuronue finished dinner?" Usagi
said, smiling encouragingly.
"Yeah, go on!" Makoto chirped cheerfully,
her smile wide.
Hotaru nodded and looked down at her
picture. "After dinner, which Kurama prepared. I'm still not
sure what kind of meat that was. But anyway, after dinner, Kuronue
and Kurama contemplated on where I was suppose to sleep. I suppose
Kuronue had taken a fancy to me, because he wouldn't let me sleep alone
near the entrance. He said that anyone could just come in and kill
me and take me away. He kept insisting in one of their rooms, and
that I won't cause a problem, since I was only ten. Kurama pointed
out that Kuronue's room was small enough, there was hardly room for one
bed. So Kuronue suggested Kurama make me some sort of make-shift
bed in his room..."
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In the time of modern Tokyo, Japan
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The others were again gathered in
the living room. Kurama sat in the spotlight, with every single one
of his friends telling him to continue his story.
"I don't suppose I have to describe
dinner, right?" he asked, with a bit of amusement traced in his voice.
"Skip the meal. What happened
after?" Yuusuke eagerly asked.
"And where was Saturn to sleep?" Yukina
shyly asked, as she had seemed to like the story as well, and had been
listening quietly through out the entire dialogue.
"Kuronue and I were arguing about
that subject after dinner. Saturn was just sitting a bit far off,
not saying a word. Now that I think about it, it was quite amazing
that Saturn could be so quiet and mature. Normally, ten year olds
would be crying or begging to go home. Kuronue was right when he
said she was a very different child then others her age", Kurama explained
thoughtfully, his emerald eyes seemingly to have a faraway look in them.
"So then what happened? Come
on, Kurama-kun, don't keep us in suspense. Did Saturn sleep in yours
or Kuronue's room?" Botan exclaimed.
Kurama turned to the deity of death.
"I had first suggested Saturn sleep near the entrance. But Kuronue
objected and said that she had no way of protecting herself if someone
was to discover the lair".
"Smart guy", Shizuru muttered, lighting
a new cigarette carelessly.
"Kuronue suggested I let Saturn sleep
in my room, and of course, I objected. That was before Saturn spoke
up..."
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She yawned and rubbed her eyes in
an useless attempt to stay awake. She looked up to see Kuronue arguing
with Youko Kurama. She knew they were arguing on where she was supposed
to sleep, and she desperately hoped that Kuronue would win this arguement.
From Kurama's words, he seemed to want her to stay at the entrance, and
nevertheless, Saturn was scared.
But she felt that she should speak
up now. After all, they were deciding where she was to spend the
night, was she not allowed to say one word on her behalf?
Saturn paid attention closely and
soon realized that Kuronue had won about the fact with Saturn sleeping
near the outside, but she realized that Kuronue's room was too small to
fit an extra bed and that Kurama would simply not allow or even cooperate
with Saturn setting one foot into his personal lair.
"Excuse me...I won't be a problem,
Youko Kurama, and I won't touch anything inside your room. Besides,
you made it rather clear to me that I would be gone by tomorrow morn, did
you not?" Saturn stated, her violet eyes wide with innocence.
"Just let her spend the night, Kurama.
She won't kill you!" Kuronue growled, for he was getting frustrated himself.
Kurama stared at his companion, then
to the little girl, before glaring at them both and turning around to stalk
back into his room.
Kuronue turned to Saturn with a tired
and wry grin. "Take that as a yes, Saturn. Go right in.
Just don't touch anything you shouldn't and he won't murder you", he said.
"Is that a warning, a threat, or just
plain advice?" Saturn asked.
Kuronue chuckled to himself before
smirking slightly at the black haired girl. "Plain advice.
Now go on, Saturn. I'll see you in the morning", he said as he yawned
and headed to his room which was just beside Kurama's.
Saturn timidly headed to the door
and peered inside. She gasped in amazement. There were flowers
everywhere, not just roses. Vines crawled up every inch of the wall,
and covered the stone. Flowers grew everywhere, even in corners in
the room. She sniffed at the heavenly scent of so many flowers.
"Do you want to sleep there or are
you going to come in?" Kurama demanded, his voice stern and his glare intensifying
at the second. Saturn treaded quietly into the room and stood at
the bottom of the small bed. Kurama suddenly seemed to glow a bright
red before Saturn heard a sound.
Whipping around, she stared as huge
leaves seemed to grow from the floor and shapped into a sort of basket
like shape. Flowers grew along with them and surrounded the tiny
bed, which Saturn knew that Kurama had not meant to do. The flowers
just grew along with the leaves.
"Thank you", she uttered quietly before
falling gently onto the leaves. The size was just right as she snuggled
into the leaves, the scent of the flowers around her causing her to act
a bit drowsy.
"I feel like a pet, really", she murmured
softly.
She spotted Kurama stiffen slightly
and turn to glare at her. "What do you mean by that?" he roughly
asked.
"Nothing really, tis just that I'm
sleeping on a seemingly basket while you get the bed. Never mind,
good night", she said and turned over, facing the wall. She immediately
fell asleep.
Kurama stared at the tiny form of
Saturn, who was curled up tightly and breathing steadily, her black hair
strewn across her face. She looked so tiny and fragile in that position.
"Little brat", Kurama snorted before
climbing into his own bed.
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End of Part 3
