Heh, I confused you people with my note last chapter. It said; This is NOT
the end. Sorry bout that!
I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho
Shiori rushed into the house in time to see her son standing there. A moment later, he was replaced by a tall man with silver hair, silver ears, and a silver tail. Shiori gasped. Was this the Youko Kurama her son had been talking about? Several youkai who had been tormenting the other fighters (the girls had left as soon as they had grasped what was going on) and charged at him.
"Shuichi!" Shiori gasped; she couldn't believe this fox-man was really her son, couldn't accept the fact that he was really a demon. Kurama reached into his hair, behind where his human ears would have been and pulled out several roses, then flung them at the attacking youkai. "Oh my."
"All right, Kurama!!"Yusuke yelled. Shiori backed away from him. She didn't scream as she saw Kurama fling more roses at more attacking youkai. That didn't scare her; she was in a state of shock. Something jolted her out of it. She felt something against her leg. When she looked down, there was a youkai who looked as though he was made of mud trying to claw its way up her leg.
"Get away from me!!" she screeched, batting at it. It opened its mouth to bite her, and a moment later there was a rose protruding from its flesh. She sighed. That was almost too much.
"Are you all right?" asked a deep voice. Shiori turned to see Kurama standing there, a look of concern on his face. For some reason, Shiori thought it looked out of place. "You aren't hurt, are you?" He moved toward her, but she backed away from him.
"I'm fine," she said. Kurama frowned, and at that moment, with Yusuke's yell of "SPIRIT GUN!!" the fight ended. Yusuke approached them.
"Thanks Kurama," he said. "You helped out a lot."
"It was nothing," Kurama said. "I was protecting my mother." He motioned back at Shiori, and something clicked in her brain. (He saved my life,) she thought. (I should thank him. But the way he. . . . hit that. . . . ) She looked over at the youkai Kurama had killed. Never once had he had a look that said he felt bad about killing them. (Only a monster. . . . ) If she had been in her right mind, she would have thought about the fact that the youkai were the ones attacking without guilt, and that her son and his friends were only fighting in self-defense. But, she was not in her right mind. Kurama turned to her. "Okaa-san, are you sure you're all right?"
"Don't call me that," she said. "I'm not your mother."
"But-I thought that-" Kurama said, moving toward her.
"Get away from me, monster!!" She raised her hand and hit him across the face. Kuronue winced; even though Kurama loved her, Shiori had gone too far. But the Youko did not make a move against her. He gently touched his face where Shiori had slapped him. Shiori raised her hand again. "Didn't you hear me? Get away from here! Get away . . . away from me!!" She slapped him again, and Kurama fled.
When Shiori woke the next morning, she prayed that everything that had happened in the last few weeks was all just a bad dream, brought on by the airplane food. But as she got up and went to check on Kurama, he was not there. Shiori fell to her knees. (What have I done?) she thought. She remembered watching Kurama flee after she had slapped him. She had then kicked Kuronue and Jeroun out of the house as well. As she walked into the kitchen, she saw the rose that had been jammed into the demon's body the night before. She picked it up.
"I should find Sh-Kurama and apologize," she said. "I did act rather rashly last night." But, as she put the rose into a glass of water, hoping to keep it healthy, she remembered the other things that he had said. (He lied to me!!) she thought, her hand shaking. She dropped the glass. It shattered. "He deserves it. He was never my son." She bent down to retrieve the pieces, and heard a voice.
"You know, perhaps you should get help," it said. "You're starting to act a little weird." Shiori looked up. There was Kuronue, sitting on the counter. (When did he get there?) Shiori wondered. She opened her mouth, but before she could scream, Kuronue had his hand over her mouth. "I just need to talk," he told her. "So don't get all scared on me. Now, if I remove my hand, do you promise not to scream?" Shiori nodded. The hand was removed.
"What do you need to talk about?"
"Your son."
"I have no son."
"Yes, you do, and you know what else?" Kuronue looked at her with such anger in his eyes that Shiori meekly backed against the counter, under the window.
"W-what?"
"He's depressed!! He thought that you would be able to handle the fact that he's a youkai!" Kuronue glared at her. "But no! You had to go and slap him and tell him to get away!!" Kuronue took a breath and was about to begin another rant when Shiori cleared her throat.
"Is he really that depressed?" she asked. Kuronue looked over at her, and barely had time to shout out a warning before the glass behind her broke, and the thing that had come sailing through the window hit her in the back of the head, knocking her out. Kuronue caught her as she fell.
"Where are you?" Kuronue demanded. "Show your face, you damned coward!!" He heard a laugh, and then something hit him in the back of the head as well.
"Cute act," a voice said as a large, ogre-like youkai picked Shiori up and left. Kuronue moaned, and the voice laughed again. Can anyone guess what I'm doing yet?? Please review!!
oh, and THIS IS NOT THE END!!
I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho
Shiori rushed into the house in time to see her son standing there. A moment later, he was replaced by a tall man with silver hair, silver ears, and a silver tail. Shiori gasped. Was this the Youko Kurama her son had been talking about? Several youkai who had been tormenting the other fighters (the girls had left as soon as they had grasped what was going on) and charged at him.
"Shuichi!" Shiori gasped; she couldn't believe this fox-man was really her son, couldn't accept the fact that he was really a demon. Kurama reached into his hair, behind where his human ears would have been and pulled out several roses, then flung them at the attacking youkai. "Oh my."
"All right, Kurama!!"Yusuke yelled. Shiori backed away from him. She didn't scream as she saw Kurama fling more roses at more attacking youkai. That didn't scare her; she was in a state of shock. Something jolted her out of it. She felt something against her leg. When she looked down, there was a youkai who looked as though he was made of mud trying to claw its way up her leg.
"Get away from me!!" she screeched, batting at it. It opened its mouth to bite her, and a moment later there was a rose protruding from its flesh. She sighed. That was almost too much.
"Are you all right?" asked a deep voice. Shiori turned to see Kurama standing there, a look of concern on his face. For some reason, Shiori thought it looked out of place. "You aren't hurt, are you?" He moved toward her, but she backed away from him.
"I'm fine," she said. Kurama frowned, and at that moment, with Yusuke's yell of "SPIRIT GUN!!" the fight ended. Yusuke approached them.
"Thanks Kurama," he said. "You helped out a lot."
"It was nothing," Kurama said. "I was protecting my mother." He motioned back at Shiori, and something clicked in her brain. (He saved my life,) she thought. (I should thank him. But the way he. . . . hit that. . . . ) She looked over at the youkai Kurama had killed. Never once had he had a look that said he felt bad about killing them. (Only a monster. . . . ) If she had been in her right mind, she would have thought about the fact that the youkai were the ones attacking without guilt, and that her son and his friends were only fighting in self-defense. But, she was not in her right mind. Kurama turned to her. "Okaa-san, are you sure you're all right?"
"Don't call me that," she said. "I'm not your mother."
"But-I thought that-" Kurama said, moving toward her.
"Get away from me, monster!!" She raised her hand and hit him across the face. Kuronue winced; even though Kurama loved her, Shiori had gone too far. But the Youko did not make a move against her. He gently touched his face where Shiori had slapped him. Shiori raised her hand again. "Didn't you hear me? Get away from here! Get away . . . away from me!!" She slapped him again, and Kurama fled.
When Shiori woke the next morning, she prayed that everything that had happened in the last few weeks was all just a bad dream, brought on by the airplane food. But as she got up and went to check on Kurama, he was not there. Shiori fell to her knees. (What have I done?) she thought. She remembered watching Kurama flee after she had slapped him. She had then kicked Kuronue and Jeroun out of the house as well. As she walked into the kitchen, she saw the rose that had been jammed into the demon's body the night before. She picked it up.
"I should find Sh-Kurama and apologize," she said. "I did act rather rashly last night." But, as she put the rose into a glass of water, hoping to keep it healthy, she remembered the other things that he had said. (He lied to me!!) she thought, her hand shaking. She dropped the glass. It shattered. "He deserves it. He was never my son." She bent down to retrieve the pieces, and heard a voice.
"You know, perhaps you should get help," it said. "You're starting to act a little weird." Shiori looked up. There was Kuronue, sitting on the counter. (When did he get there?) Shiori wondered. She opened her mouth, but before she could scream, Kuronue had his hand over her mouth. "I just need to talk," he told her. "So don't get all scared on me. Now, if I remove my hand, do you promise not to scream?" Shiori nodded. The hand was removed.
"What do you need to talk about?"
"Your son."
"I have no son."
"Yes, you do, and you know what else?" Kuronue looked at her with such anger in his eyes that Shiori meekly backed against the counter, under the window.
"W-what?"
"He's depressed!! He thought that you would be able to handle the fact that he's a youkai!" Kuronue glared at her. "But no! You had to go and slap him and tell him to get away!!" Kuronue took a breath and was about to begin another rant when Shiori cleared her throat.
"Is he really that depressed?" she asked. Kuronue looked over at her, and barely had time to shout out a warning before the glass behind her broke, and the thing that had come sailing through the window hit her in the back of the head, knocking her out. Kuronue caught her as she fell.
"Where are you?" Kuronue demanded. "Show your face, you damned coward!!" He heard a laugh, and then something hit him in the back of the head as well.
"Cute act," a voice said as a large, ogre-like youkai picked Shiori up and left. Kuronue moaned, and the voice laughed again. Can anyone guess what I'm doing yet?? Please review!!
oh, and THIS IS NOT THE END!!