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*Is looping Inner Universe from Ghost in the Shell Stand Alone Complex* Sorry for the delay people! I was gone longer then I thought I would be. I hope every one got the e-mails I sent out. Another reason this chapter is late is because my cousins came home with, whom are now gone, and Gaia. Oh, and school, down here, is starting August 6th. So I don't know how often I will be updating.
Chapter 17 Glistening Knife.
"Shuuichi is coming home?" Kurama asked his mother, to make sure he had heard her correctly. To an on-looker who looked at Kurama's eyes, they would seem slightly troubled and held the look of being taken off-guard in the light that streamed through the light curtains that hung over the windows of their living room.
"Yes, he is coming home, but I fear for not long, only for one day and one night. A nurse will be coming with him, also. We hope to bring him some place, like the park or maybe the zoo, and just spend some time with him outside of hospital walls." Shiori answered, bewildered at Kurama's reaction.
~§~
Upstairs in Kurama's bedroom, he laid down on his bed and put his hands behind his head, staring up at the white ceiling.
'If I fulfill his wishes, I will be killed, and that would cause more grief on my family.' Kurama thought with his eyes narrowing in thought, 'I guess. If he really wants to leave.'
Jiro happily jumped up on to Kurama's bed and laid down at his side, his head against Kurama's waist. Kurama smiled faintly as he brought out a hand from behind his head and rubbed Jiro's head softly.
~§~
"Maaya! There you are!" Botan called out as she walked down the hall, "I have been looking for you!"
Maya looked up from the paper she was writing on, "Is any thing wrong?"
"Oh, no, but I have not seen you walking around any where, so I wondered where you were." Botan said cheerfully, "Hey, what are you writing there? May I see it?"
Maaya looked down at the pad of paper on her lap and bit her lip softly, "Not right now, but later, okay?" Maaya answered, looking back up at Botan.
Botan blinked, and then smiled, "Okay."
~§~
After Botan had left, Maaya looked back down at the paper, sighed, and started to write again:
Every thing soon went black after I stopped screaming. When I came too, I was in my own room on my bed. I could not see straight and things were fuzzy at the edge of my vision. I sat up slowly and looked down at my cloths, hoping that it was all a dream that I had just woken up from, but the condition my cloths were in, was evidence enough that had all happened.
I then started to cry, but then I stopped, in fear of Konan hearing me. I then laid back down on my bed and curled up in a ball, drawing the covers over my head with my hands trembling.
That was the point on that I did not trust any human beings, especially men.
~§~
Later that afternoon, Mother came home and unpacked the bags of groceries. She called me downstairs for me to help, but I did not go downstairs since I did not wish to face my mother. She called again.
"Maaya! Please come downstairs and help me unpack these bags! Maaya!"
Maaya shifted a little bit in the tight ball she was curled up in, but did not reply. Instead, she let a small flow of tears go down her cheek, which made little water drops on her white pillowcase.
Hisae walked up the stairs and then into Maaya's room, "What is wrong?" Hisae asked as she walked over to her daughters' bed.
"I am not feeling good." Maaya managed to say steadily, not giving any hints to the tears that were in her eyes.
"What is wrong honey?" Hisae asked with concern evident in her voice, "Can you please come out from there?"
"My muscles hurt and I am really cold." Maaya replied, which was true.
"Do you want any medicine or just to rest?" Hisae asked.
"I just want to rest, if you don't mind." Maaya said as she pulled the covers tighter over her head.
"Oh, okay, if you need any thing, just call and either Konan will come." And Hisae left the room.
Maaya started to quietly cry into her pillow, "Just by hearing his name." She said in a choked out whisper.
~§~
"Shuuichi, do you want to swing on the swings with me?" A young Maaya asked a young Kurama. They were in grade school, in first grade. It was a wonderful spring day and the air was warm.
"Sure." Kurama smiled and the two walked over to the swing-set in their school's playground and started to swing, both laughing.
A smile appeared on the sleeping Maaya's face as she was sleeping peacefully.
"Do you want to see who can swing higher?" Young Maaya asked, already starting to swing higher.
"Sure!" The young Kurama replied and he too, started to swing higher.
But then blackness started to set in and it enveloped the young Maaya. She started to fall off of the swing, which soon disappeared with the black tide. Maaya started to age rapidly, in till she aged to her current state.
Maaya screamed when Koan came into sight underneath her, arms out, ready to catch her. A sly grin appeared on his face as he caught her, "You are not going any where soon." He chuckled.
~§~
Maaya darted up in her bed, her blanket wrapped around her, panting. She smelled soup, but did not pay it any mind. Maaya got out of bed and glanced at her calendar, making it out in the moonlight that came through her window. She flipped back one mouth absent-mindedly and located a red dot on the calendar. 'It was two weeks ago.' She thought, 'I hope. I will just wait and then start to worry then.' She thought as she lowered the page down with her hand still trembling.
Maaya crossed her room easily since she had memorized where every thing was. She opened her door silently, listening to any sign if any one was awake. Not hearing any thing, Maaya walked out into the dark hall, descended down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Maaya walked past the table and over to the double sink. She looked at the dish-drainer for a few moments. In the silver-wear part of the dish drainer, there was a stainless steal steak knife that shone in the gentle moonlight that was coming through the window above the sink. She reached out and gripped the black handle on the knife and brought it up close to her eyes, studying it.
~§~
"Welcome home Shuuichi!!!" Shiori said when she answered the front door to see Shuuichi in a wheelchair that had an attached IV pole holding an IV bag. Shiori then looked behind Shuuichi to the kind looking blond nurse, "Hello! You can call me Shiori. Your name is?"
"Sanako, nice to meet you Shiori." Sanako smiled softly and pushed Shuuichi's wheelchair into the house after Shiori moved aside.
"Hi mother." Shuuichi said weakly.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling good enough to go to the park or zoo?" Shiori asked.
Shuuichi's eyes grew wide, "Yes, I am."
Then Jiro entered the room, and started to jump off onto his hind legs to find that he had a new playmate.
"We have a dog?" Shuuichi asked his mother.
"Yes, Kurama gave him to me for Mothers Day. His name is Jiro."
Shuuichi smiled softly at the bounding puppy whose eyes were full of playfulness and life.
Sanako and Shiori started to converse about Shuuichi's transportation and things that would need to be done just incase something happened to him when he was out of the house. Shuuichi stopped listening, and felt some one looking at him. He looked up at the top of the staircase to see his stepbrother looking at him from the shadowed corner, seeming to be lost in thought. When he came out of his thoughts, he nodded at Shuuichi, turned, and headed to his room.
~§~
"Shuuichi?" Shiori knocked on Kurama's door, "Shuuichi? Your brother is home!"
Kurama looked up from his computer where he was putting the finishing touches on his essay for school, "I will be right there mother." Kurama called back, doing his best to sound happy.
~§~
'I don't know how to tell him.' Kurama thought as he walked down the stairs with his hands in his pockets, looking at his feet.
"Shuuichi!" Shuuichi called happily when Kurama descended the last step. Kurama's face brightened considerably when he heard his stepbrothers' voice.
"Hello Shuuichi!" Kurama said happily as he crossed the room to where Shuuichi was sitting in the wheel chair.
"Some of your friends from school have sent you things, they are up in your room, do you wish for me to get them for you?"
"Sanako-san?" Shuuichi asked the nurse, who then stopped conversing with Shiori, "Yes?"
"Can Shuuichi carry me up the stairs to my room? I would really like to see it."
"I can bring them down here for you, it is no trouble." Kurama stated.
"Is he strong enough?" Sanako asked, ignoring what Kurama had just said.
Kurama smiled, "I am, but could you carry his IV bag?"
"Are you sure you will be able to carry him up stairs?" Sanako asked again.
"Yes, I believe I can."
Sanako looked over at Shiori, who smiled and nodded her head. Sanako then un-hooked Shuuichi's IV pole from the back of his wheel chair, "Pick him up carefully." Sanako instructed to Kurama.
Kurama nodded, bent down and easily picked up his stepbrother.
Shiori's eyes grew wide, amazed at her son's strength that she did not know he had.
~§~
"I'm sorry, but I cannot fulfill your wish." Kurama said after he sat his stepbrother on his bed and the nurse had left, shutting the door behind her.
"What do you mean?" Shuuichi asked weakly, looking up at Kurama from the flowers and colorfully wrapped boxes that decorated his room.
"I cannot kill you," Kurama said firmly, and kept on talking when Shuuichi started to cry quietly, "how fair would it be, for mother and father? They were told you still have some time left."
Shuuichi's head bent down as he looked at the floor, "I have been in constant pain, there is no reason for me to stay here any longer."
"What about mother, and father?" Kurama spoke softly, yet a little icily, "don't you want to spend some time with them, to make them happy, instead of your self-happy in the end? What about them?"
"But." Shuuichi looked up, a pleading look in his eyes.
"Shuuichi don't you have any realization of what will happen to me, if I were too kill you? One of my own friends will be forced to kill me, and that will only increase mother and fathers heart aches.
"Because of who you are, you cannot kill me?" He asked quietly.
"Yes." Kurama said quietly, "I am sorry, Shuuichi."
"I understand." Shuuichi hung his head.
"What do you know of me?" Kurama wondered out loud.
Shuuichi blinked for a second, and then said, "I can tell you are not a normal being."
Kurama nodded, "And you matched me with the kitsune in the tale because of that?"
Shuuichi nodded, "You tell the tale so well, like you lived it, that is how I guessed the kitsune was actually-"
Kurama nodded and interjected, "Do you want to open any of those presents?"
Shuuichi caught what Kurama was saying, and nodded.
~§~
Maaya glanced up from her pad of paper and looked around to make sure no one was by her to see the tears coming from her eyes. She then started to write again:
I dropped the knife on the counter; my eyes held the look of being in shock and my mouth was partly open. I then started to take large gasps of air, "So, this is real." I remember saying out loud to my self as I watched the blood surface from the cut in my wrist.
I then went into the downstairs bathroom and retrieved some medical gauze and ointment from the cabinet under the sink, and treated the cut. After I was finished, I headed back up stairs to my room and took out my journal from my desk, and that brings me to where I am now.
Maaya stared at the page that she just written on, and then wrote: 'I only believe in the pain, because that is the only thing that is real.'
~§§~
I am sooo sorry for the delay for this chapter, and it's crappy-ness. I made my self-write this one, so it came out, like this. I have ideas for the next chapters, but I had to get this one out of the way first.
*** I have a question for every one: Do you want some chapters to contain yoai (you can probably guess the pairing) or not?
Oh, and in the last chapter of the story, I plan to have a Q&A to me. So, start thinking up questions you have for me. They can be on Yu Yu Hakusho, this story, or questions about me. So, start thinking! ~_^
*Is looping Inner Universe from Ghost in the Shell Stand Alone Complex* Sorry for the delay people! I was gone longer then I thought I would be. I hope every one got the e-mails I sent out. Another reason this chapter is late is because my cousins came home with, whom are now gone, and Gaia. Oh, and school, down here, is starting August 6th. So I don't know how often I will be updating.
Chapter 17 Glistening Knife.
"Shuuichi is coming home?" Kurama asked his mother, to make sure he had heard her correctly. To an on-looker who looked at Kurama's eyes, they would seem slightly troubled and held the look of being taken off-guard in the light that streamed through the light curtains that hung over the windows of their living room.
"Yes, he is coming home, but I fear for not long, only for one day and one night. A nurse will be coming with him, also. We hope to bring him some place, like the park or maybe the zoo, and just spend some time with him outside of hospital walls." Shiori answered, bewildered at Kurama's reaction.
~§~
Upstairs in Kurama's bedroom, he laid down on his bed and put his hands behind his head, staring up at the white ceiling.
'If I fulfill his wishes, I will be killed, and that would cause more grief on my family.' Kurama thought with his eyes narrowing in thought, 'I guess. If he really wants to leave.'
Jiro happily jumped up on to Kurama's bed and laid down at his side, his head against Kurama's waist. Kurama smiled faintly as he brought out a hand from behind his head and rubbed Jiro's head softly.
~§~
"Maaya! There you are!" Botan called out as she walked down the hall, "I have been looking for you!"
Maya looked up from the paper she was writing on, "Is any thing wrong?"
"Oh, no, but I have not seen you walking around any where, so I wondered where you were." Botan said cheerfully, "Hey, what are you writing there? May I see it?"
Maaya looked down at the pad of paper on her lap and bit her lip softly, "Not right now, but later, okay?" Maaya answered, looking back up at Botan.
Botan blinked, and then smiled, "Okay."
~§~
After Botan had left, Maaya looked back down at the paper, sighed, and started to write again:
Every thing soon went black after I stopped screaming. When I came too, I was in my own room on my bed. I could not see straight and things were fuzzy at the edge of my vision. I sat up slowly and looked down at my cloths, hoping that it was all a dream that I had just woken up from, but the condition my cloths were in, was evidence enough that had all happened.
I then started to cry, but then I stopped, in fear of Konan hearing me. I then laid back down on my bed and curled up in a ball, drawing the covers over my head with my hands trembling.
That was the point on that I did not trust any human beings, especially men.
~§~
Later that afternoon, Mother came home and unpacked the bags of groceries. She called me downstairs for me to help, but I did not go downstairs since I did not wish to face my mother. She called again.
"Maaya! Please come downstairs and help me unpack these bags! Maaya!"
Maaya shifted a little bit in the tight ball she was curled up in, but did not reply. Instead, she let a small flow of tears go down her cheek, which made little water drops on her white pillowcase.
Hisae walked up the stairs and then into Maaya's room, "What is wrong?" Hisae asked as she walked over to her daughters' bed.
"I am not feeling good." Maaya managed to say steadily, not giving any hints to the tears that were in her eyes.
"What is wrong honey?" Hisae asked with concern evident in her voice, "Can you please come out from there?"
"My muscles hurt and I am really cold." Maaya replied, which was true.
"Do you want any medicine or just to rest?" Hisae asked.
"I just want to rest, if you don't mind." Maaya said as she pulled the covers tighter over her head.
"Oh, okay, if you need any thing, just call and either Konan will come." And Hisae left the room.
Maaya started to quietly cry into her pillow, "Just by hearing his name." She said in a choked out whisper.
~§~
"Shuuichi, do you want to swing on the swings with me?" A young Maaya asked a young Kurama. They were in grade school, in first grade. It was a wonderful spring day and the air was warm.
"Sure." Kurama smiled and the two walked over to the swing-set in their school's playground and started to swing, both laughing.
A smile appeared on the sleeping Maaya's face as she was sleeping peacefully.
"Do you want to see who can swing higher?" Young Maaya asked, already starting to swing higher.
"Sure!" The young Kurama replied and he too, started to swing higher.
But then blackness started to set in and it enveloped the young Maaya. She started to fall off of the swing, which soon disappeared with the black tide. Maaya started to age rapidly, in till she aged to her current state.
Maaya screamed when Koan came into sight underneath her, arms out, ready to catch her. A sly grin appeared on his face as he caught her, "You are not going any where soon." He chuckled.
~§~
Maaya darted up in her bed, her blanket wrapped around her, panting. She smelled soup, but did not pay it any mind. Maaya got out of bed and glanced at her calendar, making it out in the moonlight that came through her window. She flipped back one mouth absent-mindedly and located a red dot on the calendar. 'It was two weeks ago.' She thought, 'I hope. I will just wait and then start to worry then.' She thought as she lowered the page down with her hand still trembling.
Maaya crossed her room easily since she had memorized where every thing was. She opened her door silently, listening to any sign if any one was awake. Not hearing any thing, Maaya walked out into the dark hall, descended down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Maaya walked past the table and over to the double sink. She looked at the dish-drainer for a few moments. In the silver-wear part of the dish drainer, there was a stainless steal steak knife that shone in the gentle moonlight that was coming through the window above the sink. She reached out and gripped the black handle on the knife and brought it up close to her eyes, studying it.
~§~
"Welcome home Shuuichi!!!" Shiori said when she answered the front door to see Shuuichi in a wheelchair that had an attached IV pole holding an IV bag. Shiori then looked behind Shuuichi to the kind looking blond nurse, "Hello! You can call me Shiori. Your name is?"
"Sanako, nice to meet you Shiori." Sanako smiled softly and pushed Shuuichi's wheelchair into the house after Shiori moved aside.
"Hi mother." Shuuichi said weakly.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling good enough to go to the park or zoo?" Shiori asked.
Shuuichi's eyes grew wide, "Yes, I am."
Then Jiro entered the room, and started to jump off onto his hind legs to find that he had a new playmate.
"We have a dog?" Shuuichi asked his mother.
"Yes, Kurama gave him to me for Mothers Day. His name is Jiro."
Shuuichi smiled softly at the bounding puppy whose eyes were full of playfulness and life.
Sanako and Shiori started to converse about Shuuichi's transportation and things that would need to be done just incase something happened to him when he was out of the house. Shuuichi stopped listening, and felt some one looking at him. He looked up at the top of the staircase to see his stepbrother looking at him from the shadowed corner, seeming to be lost in thought. When he came out of his thoughts, he nodded at Shuuichi, turned, and headed to his room.
~§~
"Shuuichi?" Shiori knocked on Kurama's door, "Shuuichi? Your brother is home!"
Kurama looked up from his computer where he was putting the finishing touches on his essay for school, "I will be right there mother." Kurama called back, doing his best to sound happy.
~§~
'I don't know how to tell him.' Kurama thought as he walked down the stairs with his hands in his pockets, looking at his feet.
"Shuuichi!" Shuuichi called happily when Kurama descended the last step. Kurama's face brightened considerably when he heard his stepbrothers' voice.
"Hello Shuuichi!" Kurama said happily as he crossed the room to where Shuuichi was sitting in the wheel chair.
"Some of your friends from school have sent you things, they are up in your room, do you wish for me to get them for you?"
"Sanako-san?" Shuuichi asked the nurse, who then stopped conversing with Shiori, "Yes?"
"Can Shuuichi carry me up the stairs to my room? I would really like to see it."
"I can bring them down here for you, it is no trouble." Kurama stated.
"Is he strong enough?" Sanako asked, ignoring what Kurama had just said.
Kurama smiled, "I am, but could you carry his IV bag?"
"Are you sure you will be able to carry him up stairs?" Sanako asked again.
"Yes, I believe I can."
Sanako looked over at Shiori, who smiled and nodded her head. Sanako then un-hooked Shuuichi's IV pole from the back of his wheel chair, "Pick him up carefully." Sanako instructed to Kurama.
Kurama nodded, bent down and easily picked up his stepbrother.
Shiori's eyes grew wide, amazed at her son's strength that she did not know he had.
~§~
"I'm sorry, but I cannot fulfill your wish." Kurama said after he sat his stepbrother on his bed and the nurse had left, shutting the door behind her.
"What do you mean?" Shuuichi asked weakly, looking up at Kurama from the flowers and colorfully wrapped boxes that decorated his room.
"I cannot kill you," Kurama said firmly, and kept on talking when Shuuichi started to cry quietly, "how fair would it be, for mother and father? They were told you still have some time left."
Shuuichi's head bent down as he looked at the floor, "I have been in constant pain, there is no reason for me to stay here any longer."
"What about mother, and father?" Kurama spoke softly, yet a little icily, "don't you want to spend some time with them, to make them happy, instead of your self-happy in the end? What about them?"
"But." Shuuichi looked up, a pleading look in his eyes.
"Shuuichi don't you have any realization of what will happen to me, if I were too kill you? One of my own friends will be forced to kill me, and that will only increase mother and fathers heart aches.
"Because of who you are, you cannot kill me?" He asked quietly.
"Yes." Kurama said quietly, "I am sorry, Shuuichi."
"I understand." Shuuichi hung his head.
"What do you know of me?" Kurama wondered out loud.
Shuuichi blinked for a second, and then said, "I can tell you are not a normal being."
Kurama nodded, "And you matched me with the kitsune in the tale because of that?"
Shuuichi nodded, "You tell the tale so well, like you lived it, that is how I guessed the kitsune was actually-"
Kurama nodded and interjected, "Do you want to open any of those presents?"
Shuuichi caught what Kurama was saying, and nodded.
~§~
Maaya glanced up from her pad of paper and looked around to make sure no one was by her to see the tears coming from her eyes. She then started to write again:
I dropped the knife on the counter; my eyes held the look of being in shock and my mouth was partly open. I then started to take large gasps of air, "So, this is real." I remember saying out loud to my self as I watched the blood surface from the cut in my wrist.
I then went into the downstairs bathroom and retrieved some medical gauze and ointment from the cabinet under the sink, and treated the cut. After I was finished, I headed back up stairs to my room and took out my journal from my desk, and that brings me to where I am now.
Maaya stared at the page that she just written on, and then wrote: 'I only believe in the pain, because that is the only thing that is real.'
~§§~
I am sooo sorry for the delay for this chapter, and it's crappy-ness. I made my self-write this one, so it came out, like this. I have ideas for the next chapters, but I had to get this one out of the way first.
*** I have a question for every one: Do you want some chapters to contain yoai (you can probably guess the pairing) or not?
Oh, and in the last chapter of the story, I plan to have a Q&A to me. So, start thinking up questions you have for me. They can be on Yu Yu Hakusho, this story, or questions about me. So, start thinking! ~_^