Chapter Thirteen: Blood and Chocolate
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. I do not own the lyrics to 'Pop Goes The Weasel', either.
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
Posted- 10/5/03
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This did not happen often.
He ran his hands through his silver veil of hair, brushing it back gracefully behind his dainty ears.
He watched the figure before him, seeing and yet not seeing.
He was watching his mind.
The figure was picking through memories, whispering and muttering to himself, making them move and pause in particular spots.
He couldn't see most of the memories, but he could see the look of utter devotion and passion in those somehow empty, yet brimming eyes.
What , he thought, did he do to deserve this?
He'd been watching the black haired demon for days, ever since...
His eyes became a bit faded at the thought, wanting to ask 'Why' to someone, wanting an answer that he knew could not be found.
People had come to visit the fire demon, but nobody could see him . The koorime had briefly been able to see with her mind's eye, but had missed him completely.
It was mostly because he'd set up a kekkai around them, just in case someone tried to come after the fire demon. He knew that some demons were looking for him, and he was not going to let him die without finishing his task.
Anyone who tried to step in, that did not have a pure energy force or enough ki, would be struck unconscious. Not dead, just unconscious. It was the perfect device for this situation.
How, though, he thought, am I supposed to help him if he cannot even notice me?
And that was when he noticed two wide chocolate eyes staring at him.
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Daddy had told her to find the man with silver hair. The man that had pretty eyes.
She liked to make Daddy happy. Sometimes, Daddy would let her ride on his shoulders when he was happy, and he would call her his little angel, and Mommy would come and scold them both for being immature, or not doing work, or something. Mommy always had something to be upset about. Daddy often made jokes with her about that, and Mommy would yell at them for that.
She was slightly confused, at first. It was strange, seeing her own body on the ground. It looked like the little bird's body Daddy and she had found on the side of a street. It'd been cold, and he'd told her it was dead, and she'd cried. It wasn't bloody, or run over. It was just dead. Just slumped over, limp, and unmoving.
She watched as her Daddy and Mommy and others scrambled to her body, holding it up and shaking her as if it would do any good. She wanted to go up to them and tell them she was all right, tell them not to worry...
But Daddy had told her to find the man with silver hair, and she wouldn't return to him until she had.
She drew up her chin a bit, and looked around the room.
Then blinked.
Her wide, brown eyes met with those beautiful orbs, and caught a silver sheen of hair.
Well, that had been easy.
Daddy would be very happy, indeed.
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He almost blinked, but the action was so alien to him, having no body and all, that he didn't. His face took on a look of impassiveness, and the child seemed to be a bit timid at approaching him.
"Nee, are you Kurama-san?" She whispered, finally, the words coming out in a blurb. It sounded more like 'neeareyouK'masn?' and took him a moment to decipher.
He stared at her. How did she...? She continued talking, apparently nervous.
"I don't know, Daddy just said to talk to the 'man', but everyone keeps whispering-thinking-about Kurama-san, and Mommy used to say he had the most beautiful silver hair when he went demon... Mommy has pretty hair, too. It's the color of chestnuts. She always says-but, are you Kurama-san?" She kept adding in incoherent details, looking at him for some sign of approval. Her voice shook a bit.
After a few moments, he finally responded, his mouth opening slowly.
"No," he said, his golden rainbow flecked eyes glimmering as he spoke soothingly.
There was a pause before he continued.
"I am his father, Inari."
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I climbed up and down the coast
To find a golden eagle
I climbed the rocks and thought I was close
Pop -- goes the weasel!
But, alas, I lost my way
Saw nothing but a seagull
I tore my pants and killed the day
Pop -- goes the weasel!
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End Chapter Thirteen.
I know, you all thought it was Kurama. I wanted to throw in a twist XD.
I decided to make Inari a male in this story. Sorry if that's not your preference ^^;;
This chapter was just a connecter chapter, which is why it's so damn short.
I would like to thank the OH SO MIGHTY CRESCENT-SAMA for beta reading this chapter. Her HIGHNESS is wonderful. Happy now? ;P
R&R onegai ^^.