Disclaimer: standard just because I am a very poor college student who
makes less than $120 every week before taxes. Feel sorry for me. Good
This is not my typical type of story. There are no pairings. I feel sorry for that but it just wouldn't be right. This story is about Kuwabara and I really don't like him but I tried. I don't write long stories or anything.
Reviews will be accepted and appreciated. Characters may and quite possibly be out of character. Enjoy.
Kuawabara's Mistake, Guild, and Solution
I wonder if my friends still think about me. After I ran away from them, I couldn't blame a single one of them is the hate me.
After the last battle, I just couldn't stand myself. Did I sink to such a low level that I would injure my sister. Some demon had grabbed a hold of her. I had sliced his hands off.
I know that I was capable of not hitting my sister, but I did slice her. I got her right shoulder and it had felt like it was right to hurt her like that. Have I become so bloodthirsty while I have been working for Koenma?
I saw the hurt in my sister's eyes and that was when I started to feel a little guilty. My friends asked me what was wrong with me when I started laughing when my sister passed out.
All of the sudden, I noticed all the blood and I started to shake. I turned and ran. I showed everyone what a coward I am. I don't even know if my sister is still alive.
I haven't used any of my special skills. That includes my energy. Haven't since I ran away, but I think I will use my energy one last time. I take my sword and plunge it through my heart and as I lay here, I think of a few things.
I think of my friends, I think about how I hurt them by running away. The person that I think most about and how I hurt them is my sister. I love you, Shizuru, my sister. I am sorry for hurting you the first time and for this very last time. Love always from Kazuma, your little brother.
This is not my typical type of story. There are no pairings. I feel sorry for that but it just wouldn't be right. This story is about Kuwabara and I really don't like him but I tried. I don't write long stories or anything.
Reviews will be accepted and appreciated. Characters may and quite possibly be out of character. Enjoy.
Kuawabara's Mistake, Guild, and Solution
I wonder if my friends still think about me. After I ran away from them, I couldn't blame a single one of them is the hate me.
After the last battle, I just couldn't stand myself. Did I sink to such a low level that I would injure my sister. Some demon had grabbed a hold of her. I had sliced his hands off.
I know that I was capable of not hitting my sister, but I did slice her. I got her right shoulder and it had felt like it was right to hurt her like that. Have I become so bloodthirsty while I have been working for Koenma?
I saw the hurt in my sister's eyes and that was when I started to feel a little guilty. My friends asked me what was wrong with me when I started laughing when my sister passed out.
All of the sudden, I noticed all the blood and I started to shake. I turned and ran. I showed everyone what a coward I am. I don't even know if my sister is still alive.
I haven't used any of my special skills. That includes my energy. Haven't since I ran away, but I think I will use my energy one last time. I take my sword and plunge it through my heart and as I lay here, I think of a few things.
I think of my friends, I think about how I hurt them by running away. The person that I think most about and how I hurt them is my sister. I love you, Shizuru, my sister. I am sorry for hurting you the first time and for this very last time. Love always from Kazuma, your little brother.
