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Reaching Your Limits: A YYH alternate universe
Episode 9: Youko Kurama. The First Attack.
"You have to stay low to the ground, and make sure the wind is in your face. You
can't let your prey catch your scent. Make sure that you are keeping all signs
of your youki hidden, or he'll run away."
Shuuichi knew he was dreaming. He didn't know how he knew, just that he did. Nor
could he wake up. The person whose eyes he was looking through nodded and
crouched, hidding his small figure in the long grass. Tendrils of silver hair
fell around his face, but kept out of the way of his sharp eyes.
"The prey is in front of you. It hasn't noticed your presence. What do you do?"
the soft, feminine voice asked again.
"Pounce on it," Shuuichi found himself replying. It wasn't his own voice. It was
the voice of a little boy, probably no more than five or six years old.
He felt a strange pull below the small of his back and knew his tail was being
pulled. Shuuichi didn't know how he knew that he had a tail. Probably the same
way that he knew this woman was a protector, a teacher, a comforter. His mother.
"Don't be silly, Kurama. If you pounce on it from here, it will see you coming
and will have time to dodge," his mother scolded.
He felt a little ashamed of his error, but nodded. He was being taught how to
hunt, after all. This was only his second time, and he knew that his mother
would not be upset for his lack of knowledge. Still, Shuuichi felt a
determination to do what this woman wanted of him without error.
"I have to hunt it, first," he corrected, recalling what she had taught him the
day before.
"Yes," his mother said from behind him. "Hunt it, then pounce when you feel you
are close enough."
Shuuichi felt his body shifting. Although he was bent over, he was certain he
would be barely a foot or two in height if he stood. The blades of grass came
almost up to his knees. He kept his eyes trained on his prey as he shifted
closer, wincing a little at the sound of the grass wrustling at his movements
but lackiing the knowledge to make it stop.
As soon as he was close enough, Shuuichi jerked forward and pounced. The target
was a pillow of leaves and cloth and he felt a carefree elation come over it
when his body hit the surprisingly soft surface. He giggled and pounced on it
again, pretending to have to fight the pillow in order to get it to stay down.
Finally, he sat on it and turned toward his mother. "I did it!" he exclaimed
with a wide and proud smile. Even as his dream mind and body felt happiness and
excitement, Shuuichi couldn't stop a feeling of fear and wonder.
The woman before him was not human. She was tall, elegantly beautiful, with
flowing silver hair and glimmering golden eyes. However, there were large ears
on the top of her head and seven silver tails swirling around her legs.
With a gasp, Shuuichi's eyes shot open. For a moment, he was confused as he
stared up at his bedroom ceiling. He felt detatched, as though he should of
woken out doors, with the night sky above him.
Shaking his head in an attempt to calm himself, Shuuichi sat up in his bed. What
a silly notion that was, waking outside instead of in. Besides a very few amount
of camping trips, he rarely spent the night out doors. Certainly it was a
strange thing for him to be thinking now.
For the second time during that week, Shuuichi felt the need to clear his head.
At the same time, he didn't feel like simply opening his window. He was
restless. He needed to walk.
Getting out of bed, Shuuichi changed from his pajamas into some comfortable
street clothing. He ripped a peice of paper and wrote a short note for his
mother that he'd had a strange dream and needed some air, in case she should
wake up and notice that he was missing. Lately, she seemed to worry over even
the smallest things.
Stepping out of the house, Shuuichi inhaled deeply. The night air was not too
cold, just warm enough that he could walk comfortably without a coat. Looking up
toward the stars, the student made his way down the empty street, deciding that
he would perhaps walk around the block a few times. There was no need to go any
farther.
As per usual, his thoughts slipped back to Hiei. Yuuki Hiei, the most distant
person that Shuuichi had ever met. He had finally learned why most students were
so angry after leaving the other's side. Hiei would either insult them, or
ignore them completely. It seemed that the only friends he wanted to make were
Shuuichi and Yuusuke.
He was an enigma, a puzzle that Shuuichi wanted to figure out. Not just because
the other had licked his finger and he'd received the strongest physical
reaction he'd ever felt in his life, but because he could sense something deep
inside of Hiei that was begging to be released. Every time he looked into those
crimson eyes, Shuuichi was hit by a force of wanting to protect the other, of
wanting to wrap his arms around Hiei's small body and soothe all those hurts
away.
During their dinner together, Shuuichi had done his best to try and draw Hiei
out of his shell. However, the cold youth had seemed determined to keep his
distance, only answering the questions when he had to. Kuwabara was clearly
uncomfortable around him, and Yuusuke behaved as though he expected Hiei to jump
him at any moment or something like that.
It seemed that only Shuuichi, out of the three of them, had noticed the almost
fragile feeling below Hiei's cold exterior. His instincts were screaming for him
to wrap his arms around the other and never let him go.
So caught up in his thoughts, Shuuichi didn't realize what was happening until
the black figure was almost upon him. He felt a sudden sense of danger and
jerked his body to the side, narrowly missing a strange crackle of electrical
energy. It hit the pavement where he had been moments before and left the cement
cracked and charred.
Spinning around, Shuuichi gasped. Whatever was behind him was not human, he knew
for sure. It had purple skin and slitted, gleaming black eyes. It's hair was a
wild tumble upon its head and it's black cloak was billowing as it ran up the
street toward Shuuichi.
Every nerve in his body felt numb with shock, even while his mind was screaming
that he was in danger. Finally, he managed to get his legs working and took off
in the fastest run he'd ever performed in his life.
However, he wasn't fast enough. He felt something slam into his back and knock
him down onto the sidewalk. It hadn't been that electrical blast, but the
creature itself. It bounced off of his fallen form and landed in front of him,
laughing as it slowly turned around to face him.
It was playing with him, Shuuichi realized with a sinking feeling in his
stomach. It was playing, but now it is going to end the game. I'm going to be
killed.
Even as the thought came to him, there was a sudden smudge of black and the
creature screamed in agony. Shuuichi watched with horrified eyes as its body
finally caught up with what had happened and split appart, both peices falling
to the sidewalk. Whatever it had been, and for whatever reason it had hunted
Shuuichi down, it was now dead.
Dimly, his mind not quite absorbing what had happened, Shuuichi stood up. He
found himself looking around, trying to figure out what had saved him at that
last moment.
Breifly, he saw a flash of moving shadows in a tree, a flash of deep red eyes
looking into his own. Then it was gone and Shuuichi was left alone.
Taking a deep breath, the youth shook his head. It was too much to think about
right now. He didn't even want to think about what had just happened. Instead,
Shuuichi turned around and made his way home and to his bed. He would figure out
what had happened in the morning. Right now, he much preferred confusing dreams
over black shadows and lightning-throwing demons.
End Episode 9
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Reaching Your Limits: A YYH alternate universe
Episode 9: Youko Kurama. The First Attack.
"You have to stay low to the ground, and make sure the wind is in your face. You
can't let your prey catch your scent. Make sure that you are keeping all signs
of your youki hidden, or he'll run away."
Shuuichi knew he was dreaming. He didn't know how he knew, just that he did. Nor
could he wake up. The person whose eyes he was looking through nodded and
crouched, hidding his small figure in the long grass. Tendrils of silver hair
fell around his face, but kept out of the way of his sharp eyes.
"The prey is in front of you. It hasn't noticed your presence. What do you do?"
the soft, feminine voice asked again.
"Pounce on it," Shuuichi found himself replying. It wasn't his own voice. It was
the voice of a little boy, probably no more than five or six years old.
He felt a strange pull below the small of his back and knew his tail was being
pulled. Shuuichi didn't know how he knew that he had a tail. Probably the same
way that he knew this woman was a protector, a teacher, a comforter. His mother.
"Don't be silly, Kurama. If you pounce on it from here, it will see you coming
and will have time to dodge," his mother scolded.
He felt a little ashamed of his error, but nodded. He was being taught how to
hunt, after all. This was only his second time, and he knew that his mother
would not be upset for his lack of knowledge. Still, Shuuichi felt a
determination to do what this woman wanted of him without error.
"I have to hunt it, first," he corrected, recalling what she had taught him the
day before.
"Yes," his mother said from behind him. "Hunt it, then pounce when you feel you
are close enough."
Shuuichi felt his body shifting. Although he was bent over, he was certain he
would be barely a foot or two in height if he stood. The blades of grass came
almost up to his knees. He kept his eyes trained on his prey as he shifted
closer, wincing a little at the sound of the grass wrustling at his movements
but lackiing the knowledge to make it stop.
As soon as he was close enough, Shuuichi jerked forward and pounced. The target
was a pillow of leaves and cloth and he felt a carefree elation come over it
when his body hit the surprisingly soft surface. He giggled and pounced on it
again, pretending to have to fight the pillow in order to get it to stay down.
Finally, he sat on it and turned toward his mother. "I did it!" he exclaimed
with a wide and proud smile. Even as his dream mind and body felt happiness and
excitement, Shuuichi couldn't stop a feeling of fear and wonder.
The woman before him was not human. She was tall, elegantly beautiful, with
flowing silver hair and glimmering golden eyes. However, there were large ears
on the top of her head and seven silver tails swirling around her legs.
With a gasp, Shuuichi's eyes shot open. For a moment, he was confused as he
stared up at his bedroom ceiling. He felt detatched, as though he should of
woken out doors, with the night sky above him.
Shaking his head in an attempt to calm himself, Shuuichi sat up in his bed. What
a silly notion that was, waking outside instead of in. Besides a very few amount
of camping trips, he rarely spent the night out doors. Certainly it was a
strange thing for him to be thinking now.
For the second time during that week, Shuuichi felt the need to clear his head.
At the same time, he didn't feel like simply opening his window. He was
restless. He needed to walk.
Getting out of bed, Shuuichi changed from his pajamas into some comfortable
street clothing. He ripped a peice of paper and wrote a short note for his
mother that he'd had a strange dream and needed some air, in case she should
wake up and notice that he was missing. Lately, she seemed to worry over even
the smallest things.
Stepping out of the house, Shuuichi inhaled deeply. The night air was not too
cold, just warm enough that he could walk comfortably without a coat. Looking up
toward the stars, the student made his way down the empty street, deciding that
he would perhaps walk around the block a few times. There was no need to go any
farther.
As per usual, his thoughts slipped back to Hiei. Yuuki Hiei, the most distant
person that Shuuichi had ever met. He had finally learned why most students were
so angry after leaving the other's side. Hiei would either insult them, or
ignore them completely. It seemed that the only friends he wanted to make were
Shuuichi and Yuusuke.
He was an enigma, a puzzle that Shuuichi wanted to figure out. Not just because
the other had licked his finger and he'd received the strongest physical
reaction he'd ever felt in his life, but because he could sense something deep
inside of Hiei that was begging to be released. Every time he looked into those
crimson eyes, Shuuichi was hit by a force of wanting to protect the other, of
wanting to wrap his arms around Hiei's small body and soothe all those hurts
away.
During their dinner together, Shuuichi had done his best to try and draw Hiei
out of his shell. However, the cold youth had seemed determined to keep his
distance, only answering the questions when he had to. Kuwabara was clearly
uncomfortable around him, and Yuusuke behaved as though he expected Hiei to jump
him at any moment or something like that.
It seemed that only Shuuichi, out of the three of them, had noticed the almost
fragile feeling below Hiei's cold exterior. His instincts were screaming for him
to wrap his arms around the other and never let him go.
So caught up in his thoughts, Shuuichi didn't realize what was happening until
the black figure was almost upon him. He felt a sudden sense of danger and
jerked his body to the side, narrowly missing a strange crackle of electrical
energy. It hit the pavement where he had been moments before and left the cement
cracked and charred.
Spinning around, Shuuichi gasped. Whatever was behind him was not human, he knew
for sure. It had purple skin and slitted, gleaming black eyes. It's hair was a
wild tumble upon its head and it's black cloak was billowing as it ran up the
street toward Shuuichi.
Every nerve in his body felt numb with shock, even while his mind was screaming
that he was in danger. Finally, he managed to get his legs working and took off
in the fastest run he'd ever performed in his life.
However, he wasn't fast enough. He felt something slam into his back and knock
him down onto the sidewalk. It hadn't been that electrical blast, but the
creature itself. It bounced off of his fallen form and landed in front of him,
laughing as it slowly turned around to face him.
It was playing with him, Shuuichi realized with a sinking feeling in his
stomach. It was playing, but now it is going to end the game. I'm going to be
killed.
Even as the thought came to him, there was a sudden smudge of black and the
creature screamed in agony. Shuuichi watched with horrified eyes as its body
finally caught up with what had happened and split appart, both peices falling
to the sidewalk. Whatever it had been, and for whatever reason it had hunted
Shuuichi down, it was now dead.
Dimly, his mind not quite absorbing what had happened, Shuuichi stood up. He
found himself looking around, trying to figure out what had saved him at that
last moment.
Breifly, he saw a flash of moving shadows in a tree, a flash of deep red eyes
looking into his own. Then it was gone and Shuuichi was left alone.
Taking a deep breath, the youth shook his head. It was too much to think about
right now. He didn't even want to think about what had just happened. Instead,
Shuuichi turned around and made his way home and to his bed. He would figure out
what had happened in the morning. Right now, he much preferred confusing dreams
over black shadows and lightning-throwing demons.
End Episode 9