Kali: HEY! THis is my second fan fic so go easy one me! Unfortunitly I don't own YYH... if I did Hiei and Kurama would never see natural light again as being they would be locked in my ever dark room ^^; Any way Please read this and I thank Samantha for being my muse!
Kurama: I really think some one should steal Kali's computer....
Hiei: Why don't you? You are the greatest theif in Makai...
Kurama: She warded me from the computer... as you can see...
Hiei: *Note his noe extra spiky and frizzy hair. Growls at Kali*
Kali: Oo *Runs off leaveing you to read*
~ =Thoughts
* =Flashback or memory clip (Same thing? O.o?)
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It hurt. I was enveloped in darkness with only the blinding flashes of pain to light my way back to living. My tiny hands held my head as my eye lids fluttered open., the world only blurred colors. My little hands ran threw my shoulder length, silky, silver hair, slicked with blood. My head hurt so bad it felt like it would split open... Wait... It already did. What happened?
I remember laughter but when I opened my eyes I saw a monster and then it went black and I felt great pain. All I could do now was brace against this rock and get up. I can smell blood, but who does it belong to? Me? My ears are back in pain and my tail aches terribly. I can hear cries... Mother? Why does she cry so? My feet brought me to the clearing.
Yes! THis was where we plated before the beast... What happened to them? We were playing and then we napped... I see them now! They lie so still, but why? One, her orange fur is red... That can't be right... Why does father glare at me so? Did I do this? His next words sting me, "THis is your fault! Look what you did to your sisters!" Mother yells at him now, telling him that I was hurt myself and that I wasn't the attacker.
What is happening!? The other, her gold fur, so much like mothers, much like the first is stained red. They both lie so still... Mother blings to Amara, her face wet with tears and sisters blood... Blood? That can't be why father looks so sad at me for the first time. They can't be dead, they can't! I can see snow, falling to cover up this slaughter of children. Their blood staining the flakes, my mothers face... My hands...
.:*:.
Kurama bolted up right in his bed, emerald orbs wide. His body damp woth sweat and his chest heaving with heavy breaths. His hands hesitantly running threw his silky red hair, expecting to feel blood, his head split, but nothing but the silky feel of hair comes. ~A nightmare? Yes... But it was so real...~ Kurama's hand fell to his lap, his eyes slidding shut. This was a first. He thought he had forgotten this long ago, but obviously his youko side was determined to remind him.
He sighed and glaced at the clock beside him, it read 5:06. "No way I'm going to be able to sleep again..." With a small sigh, the red head listed himself from his bed and stepped to the window. He wore no shirt but had on silky pajama bottoms. Placing his head upon his hand and leaning on the sill he stared out the window for what seemed like ages. His green eyes hazed over in thought. What he wouldn't give to hold his itoshii to him and break free from the memories of his nightmare.
The thought of the little red eyed demon brought a smile to his lips. It had taken alot of hinting and patience before they had finally told each other of their feelings. Hiei had been so hesitant Kurama had thought that he was hearing things at first. Kurama glanced at the clock again, ~6:09? I've been thinking for that long?~ He quirked a grin as he slipped into the bathroom for a shower, memories of his itoshii still in his head.
He stepped from the shower not long after, toweling his damp hair. As he gazed into the mirror he blinked and staggared back. For a moment he saw Youko Kurama in the mirror, not Suiichi. He sighed, thoughts of his dream coming back. He shoved it away as he toweled himself dry and stepped into his room and pulled on his school outfit. He glanced at his clock again. 6:41, plenty of time.
He quickly brushed his hair and grabbed his books. He bounded down the stairs lightly and stepped into the kitchen, giving a bright smile to Shori an dkissing her on the cheek as she handed him his breakfast. He sat at the tabel across from her, talking before saying his goodbye and stepping out the door.
The change in his mood was almost immediate, his smile turning into a thoughtful frown, his eyes dulling slightly. *"This is your fault! Look at what you did to your sisters!"* He sighed, the shout echoing over and over in his mind. The scent of blood seeming to engulf him, things painted in red. He nearly started when he looked down at his "red", if you could call it that, uniformed covered arms. He sighed once more his head beginning to ache.
Kurama never noticed the black shadow watching him from the trees as he thought over the dream. Something about the way those memories played out just wasn't right. The voice of the adult male kitsune was deeper then he remembered, and never once during the dream did he see the eyes of the female. Lastly the blood on his hands should of been his own, smelt like that of the two bloody female kits.
In his distance from demon childhood he must have been messing up his memories. He was broken from his thoughts when the sharp shouts, greetings, and the dull roar of talking reached his ears. He blinked when he relized he was infront of his school. He heard the shout of his name and quickly stepped threw the school gates to see his friends.
"See you in class Suiichi!" Kurama gave a smile finally waving off the last of his classmates and pulled open his locker. He grabbed his books and slammed the locker shut just as teh warning bell rang. As he entered his first class he saw and older lady subbing for the English exam and students snickering to themselves and preparing projectiles. With a sigh Kurama flopped into his seat, ~This is going to be a long day.~
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So how was it? R&R please! If you must flame meh make sure its ramen compatible ^^;
Kurama & Hiei: -_-'
Kurama: I really think some one should steal Kali's computer....
Hiei: Why don't you? You are the greatest theif in Makai...
Kurama: She warded me from the computer... as you can see...
Hiei: *Note his noe extra spiky and frizzy hair. Growls at Kali*
Kali: Oo *Runs off leaveing you to read*
~ =Thoughts
* =Flashback or memory clip (Same thing? O.o?)
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It hurt. I was enveloped in darkness with only the blinding flashes of pain to light my way back to living. My tiny hands held my head as my eye lids fluttered open., the world only blurred colors. My little hands ran threw my shoulder length, silky, silver hair, slicked with blood. My head hurt so bad it felt like it would split open... Wait... It already did. What happened?
I remember laughter but when I opened my eyes I saw a monster and then it went black and I felt great pain. All I could do now was brace against this rock and get up. I can smell blood, but who does it belong to? Me? My ears are back in pain and my tail aches terribly. I can hear cries... Mother? Why does she cry so? My feet brought me to the clearing.
Yes! THis was where we plated before the beast... What happened to them? We were playing and then we napped... I see them now! They lie so still, but why? One, her orange fur is red... That can't be right... Why does father glare at me so? Did I do this? His next words sting me, "THis is your fault! Look what you did to your sisters!" Mother yells at him now, telling him that I was hurt myself and that I wasn't the attacker.
What is happening!? The other, her gold fur, so much like mothers, much like the first is stained red. They both lie so still... Mother blings to Amara, her face wet with tears and sisters blood... Blood? That can't be why father looks so sad at me for the first time. They can't be dead, they can't! I can see snow, falling to cover up this slaughter of children. Their blood staining the flakes, my mothers face... My hands...
.:*:.
Kurama bolted up right in his bed, emerald orbs wide. His body damp woth sweat and his chest heaving with heavy breaths. His hands hesitantly running threw his silky red hair, expecting to feel blood, his head split, but nothing but the silky feel of hair comes. ~A nightmare? Yes... But it was so real...~ Kurama's hand fell to his lap, his eyes slidding shut. This was a first. He thought he had forgotten this long ago, but obviously his youko side was determined to remind him.
He sighed and glaced at the clock beside him, it read 5:06. "No way I'm going to be able to sleep again..." With a small sigh, the red head listed himself from his bed and stepped to the window. He wore no shirt but had on silky pajama bottoms. Placing his head upon his hand and leaning on the sill he stared out the window for what seemed like ages. His green eyes hazed over in thought. What he wouldn't give to hold his itoshii to him and break free from the memories of his nightmare.
The thought of the little red eyed demon brought a smile to his lips. It had taken alot of hinting and patience before they had finally told each other of their feelings. Hiei had been so hesitant Kurama had thought that he was hearing things at first. Kurama glanced at the clock again, ~6:09? I've been thinking for that long?~ He quirked a grin as he slipped into the bathroom for a shower, memories of his itoshii still in his head.
He stepped from the shower not long after, toweling his damp hair. As he gazed into the mirror he blinked and staggared back. For a moment he saw Youko Kurama in the mirror, not Suiichi. He sighed, thoughts of his dream coming back. He shoved it away as he toweled himself dry and stepped into his room and pulled on his school outfit. He glanced at his clock again. 6:41, plenty of time.
He quickly brushed his hair and grabbed his books. He bounded down the stairs lightly and stepped into the kitchen, giving a bright smile to Shori an dkissing her on the cheek as she handed him his breakfast. He sat at the tabel across from her, talking before saying his goodbye and stepping out the door.
The change in his mood was almost immediate, his smile turning into a thoughtful frown, his eyes dulling slightly. *"This is your fault! Look at what you did to your sisters!"* He sighed, the shout echoing over and over in his mind. The scent of blood seeming to engulf him, things painted in red. He nearly started when he looked down at his "red", if you could call it that, uniformed covered arms. He sighed once more his head beginning to ache.
Kurama never noticed the black shadow watching him from the trees as he thought over the dream. Something about the way those memories played out just wasn't right. The voice of the adult male kitsune was deeper then he remembered, and never once during the dream did he see the eyes of the female. Lastly the blood on his hands should of been his own, smelt like that of the two bloody female kits.
In his distance from demon childhood he must have been messing up his memories. He was broken from his thoughts when the sharp shouts, greetings, and the dull roar of talking reached his ears. He blinked when he relized he was infront of his school. He heard the shout of his name and quickly stepped threw the school gates to see his friends.
"See you in class Suiichi!" Kurama gave a smile finally waving off the last of his classmates and pulled open his locker. He grabbed his books and slammed the locker shut just as teh warning bell rang. As he entered his first class he saw and older lady subbing for the English exam and students snickering to themselves and preparing projectiles. With a sigh Kurama flopped into his seat, ~This is going to be a long day.~
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So how was it? R&R please! If you must flame meh make sure its ramen compatible ^^;
Kurama & Hiei: -_-'