Disclaimer: I still don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, but I think I finally got the
claim for my mind, at least I think I did...
Warning: Blood and guts, without the guts, and that's about it for this chapter.
A/N: I finally wrote chapter two. Thank you for all the reviews you made me feel like really special, in a good way. I'm sorry it took me -so- long to update, but I've been really busy, well not exactly, but for the most part. I'm glad you all like this story and thank for all the reviews. So please read and enjoy.
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Kurama stood their for seemed like hours, while his mind flashed memories of Karasu before his eyes. Karasu was supposed to be dead. He had killed him himself, or had he...
As his final thoughts broke off he stared at the figure before him, not that there was much to see considering Karasu was enveloped within his cloak. Very slowly Kurama crouched down to Karasu and nudged the cloak's hood out of the way. He gasped when he saw a small portion of Karasu's face. There were many dark and colorful bruises decorating it. As well as bleeding and oozing scratches and wounds. Some of them were very deep.
Kurama quickly listened to see if Karasu was even breathing. After a few moments of silence he heard a very slow shallow breath and let go his own breath that he had unknowingly held. He slowly moved the cloak farther down so he could see the lower, masked part of his face. It seemed worse then the upper. Karasu's entire mask was red and blood was seeping out of it.
Kurama quickly through the hood back over the demon's face. Why had he come here.... He shouldn't have come here... Kurama slowly sat down. He didn't know what to do. he wanted to help Karasu because he was injured and to find some answers to his many questions, but Karasu was an enemy. He had tried to kill him... and wanted to kill him.
After many moments had past, Kurama gently picked up the broken demon and closed the door behind him. He didn't know why he was helping him... Well, actually he did know why he was helping him. To find out answers.
Kurama carefully went up the stairs to his bedroom and laid Karasu onto his bed. He then quickly left to find bandages and all other supplies to help clean Karasu up.
After he got everything he thought he could possibly need, that was available, he went back to his unexpected "guest". He carefully placed all the things on the night stand next to the bed. With that done he carefully took Karasu's black cloak completely off and set it on the floor. He winced when he saw blood soak into the carpet. He would have to clean this entire mess, or else he'd have to come up with some excuse to tell his mother.
Very slowly he took off Karasu's blood-stained mask and set it on top of his cloak. With his head fully visible Kurama saw that Karasu was hurt more than he thought. His nose was broken and bleeding, his lips were split, one of his eyes was swollen shut, blood was trickling out of his mouth, which meant that he had internal bleeding, he had very dark and colorful rings around both his eyes, and he had many other bruises and scratches as well as very deep slash marks that were very deep, but weren't too deep that they would scar if they were properly treated.
Kurama slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. He couldn't believe how hurt Karasu was and he had only looked at his face. From the knowledge of Karasu's face he guessed that the he would be seeing worse injuries as he went along with his task.
Kurama opened his eyes and turned to the night stand. He carefully opened some of the many bottles and containers, it was time to get to work.
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Karasu woke up in a panic he couldn't feel his mask. He quickly brushed his hand across his face, but only found bare lips and nose. He swiftly opened his eyes to find himself in an unknown room where he was on one of the softest beds imaginable. It probably wasn't all that soft, but since he was had slept on the ground and floor for most of his life, except when... He quickly stopped that thought. He didn't want to think about the past, or the future for that matter. He was somehow alive, not that he really cared, and he just wanted to find his mask.
Karasu found his mask very fast. It had been placed on a night stand close to the bed. He grabbed it with his hands and inspected it. It was perfectly clean, except for all the traces of blood stains on it. He relaxed after finding his item of security, not that he had loved the people who gave it to him, when they gave it to him, and how. It just somehow relaxed his mind and body.
Karasu slowly shifted into a sitting position. He was surprised to feel a dull ache instead of incredibly intense pain. Some one must have helped him, but he was so close to dying there was only one possible answer... Kurama saved him.
He looked to the side again to find Kurama sleeping in a chair. Karasu felt a pang of guilt for sleeping in Kurama's bed while he slept in a chair, but he quickly pushed all emotions away when he saw Kurama wake up. The first thing he did was say one word. The one thought that kept running through his mind. "Why?"
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I slowly woke up to here a very soft whisper asking why. It startled me to find Karasu sitting up and staring at me with very sad and tired eyes, but he quickly erased all emotion from them. I instantly tried to unfog my mind to work and ended up asking in return, " What do you mean?"
Karasu's reply was just as quiet as his initial question, "Why did you help, and save me?"
I stared into his unemotional eyes that seemed to stare right through me. I had to come up with an answer. After about a minute I cooly replied, "I want to find out some answers..." It wasn't a lie, I just didn't tell him the whole truth.
Understanding slowly seeped into his eyes. He nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep, hopefully without dreams.
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Thanks for reading ACWBW. Please review. You can tell me how much you liked it, or ask me questions, which I might answer... You could even give me tips and compliments, or ideas for the story, you never know.... I might use part of it. Please review I might get inspired...
Warning: Blood and guts, without the guts, and that's about it for this chapter.
A/N: I finally wrote chapter two. Thank you for all the reviews you made me feel like really special, in a good way. I'm sorry it took me -so- long to update, but I've been really busy, well not exactly, but for the most part. I'm glad you all like this story and thank for all the reviews. So please read and enjoy.
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Kurama stood their for seemed like hours, while his mind flashed memories of Karasu before his eyes. Karasu was supposed to be dead. He had killed him himself, or had he...
As his final thoughts broke off he stared at the figure before him, not that there was much to see considering Karasu was enveloped within his cloak. Very slowly Kurama crouched down to Karasu and nudged the cloak's hood out of the way. He gasped when he saw a small portion of Karasu's face. There were many dark and colorful bruises decorating it. As well as bleeding and oozing scratches and wounds. Some of them were very deep.
Kurama quickly listened to see if Karasu was even breathing. After a few moments of silence he heard a very slow shallow breath and let go his own breath that he had unknowingly held. He slowly moved the cloak farther down so he could see the lower, masked part of his face. It seemed worse then the upper. Karasu's entire mask was red and blood was seeping out of it.
Kurama quickly through the hood back over the demon's face. Why had he come here.... He shouldn't have come here... Kurama slowly sat down. He didn't know what to do. he wanted to help Karasu because he was injured and to find some answers to his many questions, but Karasu was an enemy. He had tried to kill him... and wanted to kill him.
After many moments had past, Kurama gently picked up the broken demon and closed the door behind him. He didn't know why he was helping him... Well, actually he did know why he was helping him. To find out answers.
Kurama carefully went up the stairs to his bedroom and laid Karasu onto his bed. He then quickly left to find bandages and all other supplies to help clean Karasu up.
After he got everything he thought he could possibly need, that was available, he went back to his unexpected "guest". He carefully placed all the things on the night stand next to the bed. With that done he carefully took Karasu's black cloak completely off and set it on the floor. He winced when he saw blood soak into the carpet. He would have to clean this entire mess, or else he'd have to come up with some excuse to tell his mother.
Very slowly he took off Karasu's blood-stained mask and set it on top of his cloak. With his head fully visible Kurama saw that Karasu was hurt more than he thought. His nose was broken and bleeding, his lips were split, one of his eyes was swollen shut, blood was trickling out of his mouth, which meant that he had internal bleeding, he had very dark and colorful rings around both his eyes, and he had many other bruises and scratches as well as very deep slash marks that were very deep, but weren't too deep that they would scar if they were properly treated.
Kurama slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. He couldn't believe how hurt Karasu was and he had only looked at his face. From the knowledge of Karasu's face he guessed that the he would be seeing worse injuries as he went along with his task.
Kurama opened his eyes and turned to the night stand. He carefully opened some of the many bottles and containers, it was time to get to work.
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Karasu woke up in a panic he couldn't feel his mask. He quickly brushed his hand across his face, but only found bare lips and nose. He swiftly opened his eyes to find himself in an unknown room where he was on one of the softest beds imaginable. It probably wasn't all that soft, but since he was had slept on the ground and floor for most of his life, except when... He quickly stopped that thought. He didn't want to think about the past, or the future for that matter. He was somehow alive, not that he really cared, and he just wanted to find his mask.
Karasu found his mask very fast. It had been placed on a night stand close to the bed. He grabbed it with his hands and inspected it. It was perfectly clean, except for all the traces of blood stains on it. He relaxed after finding his item of security, not that he had loved the people who gave it to him, when they gave it to him, and how. It just somehow relaxed his mind and body.
Karasu slowly shifted into a sitting position. He was surprised to feel a dull ache instead of incredibly intense pain. Some one must have helped him, but he was so close to dying there was only one possible answer... Kurama saved him.
He looked to the side again to find Kurama sleeping in a chair. Karasu felt a pang of guilt for sleeping in Kurama's bed while he slept in a chair, but he quickly pushed all emotions away when he saw Kurama wake up. The first thing he did was say one word. The one thought that kept running through his mind. "Why?"
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I slowly woke up to here a very soft whisper asking why. It startled me to find Karasu sitting up and staring at me with very sad and tired eyes, but he quickly erased all emotion from them. I instantly tried to unfog my mind to work and ended up asking in return, " What do you mean?"
Karasu's reply was just as quiet as his initial question, "Why did you help, and save me?"
I stared into his unemotional eyes that seemed to stare right through me. I had to come up with an answer. After about a minute I cooly replied, "I want to find out some answers..." It wasn't a lie, I just didn't tell him the whole truth.
Understanding slowly seeped into his eyes. He nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep, hopefully without dreams.
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Thanks for reading ACWBW. Please review. You can tell me how much you liked it, or ask me questions, which I might answer... You could even give me tips and compliments, or ideas for the story, you never know.... I might use part of it. Please review I might get inspired...