Chapter Ten: Somewhere
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. (First Poem-First verse) original by Ella Wheeler Wilcox. (Second Poem- Edited) original by Jami Ward. (Third Poem- Cut/Edited/Added) original by Arthur L. Gillom.
Warning: May be some sexual content, harsh language, violence, and unusual relationships. (Yaoi/Yuri/Het/etc.) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Flames towards this issue and plagiarism will NOT be tolerated.
Written by- Aoihyou
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Authors Note-
*Hides* PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEE!! I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long... I met up with so many dilemmas and, and... *Ducks at things thrown* AH! (Remember, dead/disemboweled authors cannot write. And injuries only slow the process ^.~;;)
One of the reasons (there's many but this is the one I'm willing to discuss) that the update was so late is the content of this chapter.
I originally wanted to do Karasu at the Dark Tournament. (How he dies/what happened/etc.) Well. That wasn't going to happen. It just wouldn't bloody happen!
I tried to write it 703480823408+++ times but it was always so... blah.
I FINALLY (Yes, I'm one of those people who are slow at noticing things.) decided to do PAST Karasu so that I could do that Dark Tournament with more ease.
And so... Here is the evil stalker bomber and his Makai life... ^.^;; Enjoy.
Chapter Note-
This chapter is right after the bar occurrence (Kuronue meeting Kurama) in Chapter Four and some connection with Chapter Five. If you do not remember that, please review those chapters again ^^. (At least Four, it's pretty important ^^)
Note: Karasu's weapons are bombs. He creates them out of thin air by concentrating his youki. Those of the same strength or stronger than him can see the bombs, but those weaker than him cannot.
ALSO. It was shown (I think) on the series that Karasu DID NOT wear a mask before he met the Toguro brothers. There was no reason to limit his power, much like Hiei hiding his Jagan (with the bandana) in Ningenkai but letting it out at Makai. So for this chapter, he has no mask. (Bombs galore!)
~*~
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate,
Can circumvent or hinder or control
The firm resolve of a determined soul.
Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great;
All things give way before it, soon or late.
What obstacle can stay the mighty force
Of the sea-seeking river in its course,
Or cause the ascending orb of day to wait?
~*~
"Damn, that was the worst bar fight I've seen." Clawed fingers carelessly grabbed a mangled head, holding it by the hair and slinging it over his shoulder.
"And we have to clean up after it." Another grumbled, meaty paw-like hands grabbing another carcass by the leg.
Once they had both reached their maximum weight limit, they dragged the collected carcasses outside.
It was still pouring outside, still drizzling like hammers on nails. The two didn't seem to notice the storm as they continued on their way, the dead bodies emitting pink liquid as dried blood mixed with rainwater.
A makeshift dump was about fifteen meters away from the tavern. They trudged over to it, the first youkai kicking the barely standing door open.
There were already rotting corpses and broken bottles inside, and even some animals that had come to feed. The rain didn't make it any better, it just made the animals more exposed, so that the feeding frenzy was easier to witness. The second youkai scrunched his nose.
"I think we have more dead bodies today than last year combined."
"Good thing they built this dump a little away, it smells like shit." They carelessly threw the corpses into the mess; where rodent-like creatures instantly attacked them.
The two youkai started their way back, passing more demons that were also 'cleaning up'.
"Master told us to be done quick, can't hold off the drunks too long."
"Damn dumb asses and alcohol." The other muttered, quickening his pace as the clawed one had.
"Hey, it's what we're paid from."
They entered the tavern again, sopping wet limbs dripping water all over the floor. The female waitresses scowled at them but scurried to wipe up the mess nonetheless.
"Can you believe that just two youkai did this?" The skinnier demon asked, eying the blood splattered on the windows and walls.
"They didn't. Most of this is because of the dumb confused drunks killing one another." The other grunted.
"No, the majority was done by that silver fox and the guy with the scythes."
There was a silence as they picked up scattered limbs.
"Do you think it's true?" The scaled youkai cautiously asked his heavier counterpart.
"About the Kitsune?"
"Do you really think it's...?" There was another silence before their question was answered.
"Youko Kurama."
A new voice, softer than the original two, chimed in. The two youkai jumped up, scurrying to face the intruder.
Before them stood a beautiful and almost feminine youkai. It had pooling black hair and taunting purple eyes that seemed to be smirking.
"Who the hell are you?!" The clawed demon took a battle stance, closely followed by his companion.
"I see no reason to give you my name... you are not worth it, weaklings..."
"Nani?! I'll show you who the weakling is!" Hot headed, he swung his claws at that face, wanting to destroy the teasingly smug expression.
He cut air.
"My my... not very good service towards your customers, ne?" The scaled demon's eyes widened as he felt something behind him.
"What the—"
"Goodbye."
He swerved around just in time to see those eyes pulled in obvious amusement, then something went off around him and his body joined those on the floor...
"What the fuck did you do?!" The heavier demon's eyes glowed, his aura flaring. This all had happened so silently and quickly that the waitresses only noticed when the dislodged head was flung at their feet.
"Ah... you're stronger than your friend..." The black clad youkai's eyes sparked.
"Intruder!" More youkai, who had earlier been outside or in the back room, flooded into the room, ushered by the frantic waitresses.
"More toys?" There were now eight of them around him, not counting the females.
"Silence!" Two lunged, grins on their faces.
"Yare yare..." (My my...) They suddenly 'exploded' in mid air, much to the surprise of the others.
"What—How did he...?!" The others backed up.
"Foolish weaklings..." Karasu's eyes glittered, laughing at them.
"He's a Quest Class!" One of the less dumbstruck demons yelled, setting off in a frantic run.
They all started to scatter; abandoning whatever pride they'd had moments ago.
"So you do know your places..." he watched as they tried to escape, scrambling for the door, "but..."
There was a large bang as the sounds of running ceased. There were no more yells, just burning piles of ash littering the ground.
He smirked.
"I don't like fools..."
He took one last look at a smoldering pile of flesh in the corner; his eyes still sparked in amusement, and then made his way across the bar.
He walked over to a particular corner of the tavern, where the most blood had accumulated.
His lips came up in a smile as he reached down and picked something up...
A silver cloak... with a crying fox embroidered on the bottom...
~*~
Drip.
Drip.
Drip...
~*~
I watched the rain move in at dusk today.
I saw the thunderheads slowly slide over the sunset
and cast their grayness before the dark.
I saw lights dancing behind the piles of clouds
and was blinded by the lightning racing to the ground.
I felt and smelt the breeze as its cool moved the trees
to shake their heads and rattle their limbs.
I watched a silver curtain,
descending through the night,
lit from within, hissing and drumming,
as it washed away the day.
And I wanted you here with me so that we could
listen to the thunder and the rain,
watch the lightning leap,
feel the wet and the wind...
Together...
~*~
It was disgusting.
Utterly and completely repulsive.
He watched from the safety of the trees, eyes narrowed on two darting specks.
One silver, one black.
There was a laughing, a voice he loved—and yet hated in the way it was used.
"Got you!"
Another voice, one he did not know, but instantly loathed.
He growled as the winged demon straddled the silver.
His silver fox.
There were a few more words spoken, a completely playful aura almost bursting from them.
And then they kissed.
He hissed in the back of his throat, already planning on how to ambush them, on how to claim what was his...
It was fairly easy to close in on them, stalking from shadow to shadow, tree to tree.
They were too relaxed, too... happy.
And that was when he heard it...
"---I think I love you..."
His purple eyes blazed, his youki already condensing into bombs...
But he noticed something else. Something that stopped him dead in his tracks, mesmerizing him.
A pendant hung from the winged youkai's neck... The color stung at his eyes, blood red.
And from it, a voice seemed to beckon to him...
It was a quiet whisper, airy and almost nothing.
"Shadows..."
He stared at the glowing pendant, his eyes following as it moved slowly, whispered louder...
"Shadows... Fire... Ice..."
All seemed to stop, the couple before him ceased to move, time paused.
"Child of Shadow..."
The pendant was hissing at him, glittering a darker shade of amber.
"Shadow... expects you..." And then, as if someone had shattered some unknown force, all fell into place.
He backed up, kicking off the ground to land in a tree.
And still, as he stared bewildered at that pendant, something pulled him. Something called to him.
Shadow... expects you...
He suddenly grinned, looking down at the Kitsune below.
"I will be back..." He whispered into the wind, dashing off somewhere as quick as his legs could carry him...
For once in his life, he knew exactly where he was headed.
He had somewhere to be...
~*~
I want you when the shades of eve are falling
And purpling shadows drift across the land;
When sleepy birds to loving mates are calling-
I want the soothing softness of your hand...
But I know that I can't have you,
I know I never may...
So I'm waiting for my one shot...
Of stealing you away...
~*~
His golden eyes were still locked with the Chimera's violet ones.
Rain was falling around them by now, his face only protected from the mist because of his companion's hair.
There was an awkward silence as Kuronue seemed to take it all in.
I think... I think I love you—
But the youko did not regret his words...
And yet this silence was unnerving him, so he diverted his eyes, looking down from that shocked face.
He stared, his eyes suddenly caught on the pendant...
It was swirling dark amber... and it disturbed him somehow... but it was so beautiful...
He forgot of the predicament and the words fell out of his mouth...
"That pendant... what is it for?"
Kuronue seemed to snap back, his eyes becoming focused. He looked at the pendant mentioned and gave a flustered, rushed reply.
"I... I don't know... It's always been there..." Kurama smiled warmly, lovingly.
"It's beautiful... it looks so... alive." He was slightly confused when Kuronue's eyes widened a bit at his statement. He reached up, brushing the demon's cheek out of concern. The eyes relaxed again, tenseness still present. He seemed to be trying to construct a sentence, explain something that words alone just could not...
"Sometimes..."
The Chimera's voice wavered and his lips were in a slight frown, he kept his position, eyes locked in with the fox's again.
"...Sometimes I think it is."
~*~
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever,
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by law divine
In one another's being mingle:--
Why not I, with thine?
~*~
End Chapter Ten.
Finally! THANK INARI!
I'll try to update more often ^^ *Huggles all* I've gotten over a major wall ^^.
What will be next?
I'll try Hiei soon. I mean, I *do* feel (a bit) bad for leaving him in that whole 'mentally-unstable-I-want-to-die' state. ^^;;
Gomen, I know this chapter sucked and that it was boring. It's just a bloody connector... and anyways; Karasu. What did you expect?
R&R Onegai! No flames!
Beta read by; Callisto Firestarter
Thank you very much!
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