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Perhaps this is more than I can take. Living through the adolescent stages of life as a human is enough. It isn't merely the fact of being a human teenager but as my more intimate friends know, I am a demon, the one the lower class demons know as Youko Kurama. Hiding this fact and keeping the humans in my surrounding safe from fear and things of their nightmares is what makes my adolescence harder. To make things slightly worse, I have to hide this from my mother and most mothers have a tendency to know things. I have a feeling that my mother knows something about me is stranger than most, but what is it that she can do? I don't want her to know my life and past. It could make anyone go insane, including me.
"Suichi?"
I snap out of my thoughts to look down at my mother upon the hospital bed. She has become ill yet again while I had to work along with Yusuke. His job as a Spirit Detective is tedious to me and it interferes with both our lives but his life is nowhere near as busy as mine. I couldn't help her from being ill. Was this yet another fault of mine? If I were to be with he, would she be stronger? I don't know. I can't answer this.
"Suichi, you must go home," my mother said to me. She's feverish. I can tell that she can barely see me because of her illness. "Please, you have school tomorrow, don't you? I know that you're busy with soccer and everything else.
"Yes, Mother, but I want to make certain that you will be better."
"I'll be fine. The doctors will take care of me. Now go. You can visit me tomorrow. Your friends wouldn't want you to be hanging around an old woman like me rather than spending time with them."
"Mother, you aren't old," I said wearily. Infact, compared to me, she was very young. I am 300 years old at most. I have stopped counting several decades ago. In appearance, I look 15. My mother was only 40. She was only a child compared to me, yet I still loved her.
"Nonsense. It's getting dark."
"Yes, Mother." I kissed her lightly on her forehead and took my book bag from it's place on the floor. I left after watching the nurse reattach another IV to my mother.
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I walked home, enjoying the frigid air. The fall season was almost over and winter was soon to arrive. I walked past Yusuke's house and stopped, thinking about what he would be doing at a time like this. Botan stood in front of the house with Yusuke, Kuwabara and Keiko. Yusuke through a handful of leaves at Botan, scowling over something she must have said. I stared at her. She shook her head, removing most of the leaves. Why did I feel a sudden urge to brush the remaining few away? I felt her gaze upon me and all my senses seemed to numb.
"Kurama? What are you doing? You can't have just now left school!" she said in amazement.
"Your such a book worm. Do something fun, like beating brats up for money."
Typical Yusuke-ism. Botan walked towards me with a smile on her face. "Don't worry about them. I'll walk home with you. I'm getting tired of Yusuke being such an immature idiot," she said in a voice rather louder than she would usually speak.
"Yeah, well you ain't gotta tell everyone that I can't beat up girls! What'll they think? I like scaring people!" Yusuke growled. Keiko rolled her eyes. It was a typical human gesture to show that someone said something mundane.
"Grow up, Yusuke. Botan's right. You need to act your age," Keiko said.
"Yeah, like you care?" Yusuke cackled. It was common knowledge that the two of them had become closer in the past month or so. He grabbed her around the waist and kissed her. Keiko giggled but didn't move.
"Come on, Kurama," Botan replied in an obviously irritated voice. She took my arm and pulled me toward the direction of my home. I felt something electrical at her touch. It felt so natural for her to be this close to me. I couldn't explain it.
In the next five minutes or so, as she began to talk about what Koenma had been complaining about, I realized that I cared for this cheerful being beyond than a friend. I wanted her to be part of my present, and my future.