AN: Okay, I haven't much to say. I've been busy lately, so I haven't really
updated. I'm awful! Aw well too bad. I don't know how many people have read
this. It'd be sorta nice for people to review -wink, wink- Ah well. Enjoy
this chappie
Disclaimer: Uh. Same as last time and the time before it, and If I remember to put the poem thingee in this chapter. I own that. Yeah.
Past Lives
Chapter Three
The past few weeks had gone by, and were fairly relaxing. They weren't too eventful, save for the few facts that Shuuichi was so popular and that she isn't use to any sort of attention. In their Literature class, they were writing poetry.
It was a rainy Tuesday morning. It was early October and the leaves were turning colors. 'Wow, these are magnificent' Mitsuko thought to herself with a slight smile on her face. When she reached class about three quarters of the girls of Shuuichi's fan club were talking as if she was not even there.
"Oh my god. Isn't that the girl our beautiful Shuuichi likes?" one said. "Yeah. I can't believe it, ya know what I heard." Another whispered. "What?" half of them asked. "I guess she's a real bitch if you get to know her. I heard that she attacked three people at her old school." "Really?" they all gasped. Mitsuko walked by at about this time and they were all staring at her as if she was some serial killer.
Mitsuko chuckled silently to herself as she heard this. 'They didn't know the half of it. They think everything is pretty pansies, and puppy love.' She plopped down in her seat and yawned laying her head down for a quick nap before class.
Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. She noticed the time pass subconsciously, the Shuuichi walked in and she looked up at him. Something was different. He seemed to be tired or something. She couldn't figure it out 'He's always so awake and stuff. Strange. I wonder why he seems to be acting so cautious.' She thought
"Good Morning Mitsuko." He smiled brightly at her. "Good Morning." She replied nodding slightly.
"Good Morning Class!" Mr. Takaneuchi walked in the class with the door shutting loudly behind him. "Good Morning Mr. Takaneuchi" the class replied. "Today we are reading the poems that you were to write. I would like to go alphabetically. So Miss. Aso You are first. You may begin in five minutes." The teacher stated.
Mitsuko sighed slightly. 'Man. Why couldn't I have had a better choice of words? No one will understand this.' She sighed inwardly looking at her poem. She got up and walked to the front of the class and stood in front of the podium. And read the poem out loud.
"A Fools Gold, Love." She read out loud. Every night I lay awake and dream of a day I will mean something to you" She paused and looked up at the class. "the day that we are on the same boat, And I am with you. Our ocean is clear, and no matter the weather your sunshine will always shine through. But just as I realize how great this could be, but just as I realize how great this could be, your torn Five thousand miles away from me." She looked up again to see the students staring intently on her "uh." She choked "And the tears of my sorry, fall as if blood from the wound, that is as deep as the ocean, and my love for you. So take with you my treasure." She sped up a little looking up after the last few words "And whatever the season. Remember, I love you." She spoke out and walked quickly back to her seat, ignoring Shuuichi's whisper of well done. 'Shit. What the hell was I thinking?' she mentally slapped herself. A few more people went then Shuuichi, then the rest. She hated doing that. The rest of the day had gone by fairly painlessly and no one really payed much attention to her. Then by the time lunch rolled around Shuuichi and started to talk to her.
" That was a good poem." Shuuichi said. "Thanks." She nodded slightly then laid her head on her arms, on her desk. "Im gonna nap during lunch today. I hope you don't mind." He shook his head, and she napped for the rest of the period.
The day went by relatively slow after that. At the end of the day she was dozing off. The bell rang she got up and walked out of the school. Half an hour later she was lying by a lake and thinking of the dreams she's been having. 'They all start off the same. But, who are the two demons in it? The one with the white hair, the fox youkai, and the other one, wearing black, and that ratty hat. Jeeze. Why can't I figure this out? It can't be that difficult.' She had closed her eyes and had fallen asleep just listening to the sounds of the trees and the pond.
There she was running, running away from those hunters. Although it seemed she was chasing after the two, she couldn't understand it. Why? She ran through the thick bamboo and was separated. She heard the one cry out for his partner, but she couldn't help. There was no way. She kept running only to find a lake. She was safe now, or so she thought. She stared down into her reflection. But this wasn't her, this wasn't Mitsuko. And where was she? She's never seen this place before. She looked around, she deemed herself lost. She hid in the nearest tree to seek shelter from the oncoming rain and thought things through. When she woke up there was a white Fox youkai standing beneath the tree beckoning her to come down. But before she got the chance she heard some one yell that they found Kurama and then came that awful shot.
Mitsuko woke with a start. "Shit!" she yelled as she jerked up. It was raining. But it wasn't raining on her. She looked up to see Shuuichi standing there with an umbrella holding out a hand to her. She kindly took the hand and stood up.
"You seemed distant today, I went to see if you were at home, but you weren't, so I came here. I remember you saying you loved to sit here to think things through." He smiled at her and handed her an extra umbrella.
"Thank you Shuuichi. I must have fallen asleep and..." she was cut off before she could say anything.
Three odd looking men had come up to them yelling and cussing, telling them to give them their money. "Hey lovebirds, your time is over, now give us your money. Oh and Mitsuko we said goodbye to your beloved foster parents for you."
She winced, these are the men that they had moved away from. "You.. You bastards, you killed them!?"
"Yeah, it was fun too. What you going to get vengeance on us? Hah. Give it your best lil missy." He joked and taunted her. "And you pretty boy, you might wanna run you aint part of this. Or else ya might get hurt." The three of them laughed and Mitsuko was aiming to attack them.
"Why you!! Ahh!" she ran towards the man and jumped over him with incredible agility, she kicked him in the back on her way down causing him to stumble forward uncontrollably. "Ahh. You're all going to pay!"
All Shuuichi could do was stand there in awe until one of the leaders men too after her and grabbed her leg taking her down. He watched her struggle. He couldn't help if he did, then, then shed be afraid of him, but she'd die. He had to do it. He reached into his hair and pulled out a rose that changed into a whip. "Rose whip!" he yelled and attacked the man that had Mitsuko pinned.
Mitsuko jumped off the ground only to be assaulted by the leader and his right hand man. "Hey Miroku, how bout we finish her right now!" said the shorter man. Miroku agreed and cocked the gun. Mitsuko ran for her life jumped over benches and behind trees. Shuuichi watched then attacked the two men. The last shot was used only this time it didn't miss its mark. It hit Mitsuko. The two men lay there unconscious and Shuuichi ran up to her as quickly as he could.
"Ouch. Damn." She cursed as she sat there resting on her knees. The rain was getting heavier and it was hard for her to stand, let alone see. She sat there holding her side as Shuuichi came up.
"Mitsuko. Are you okay?" She nodded. He looked at her wound. Nothing to bad.
"Yeah. I'll be fine. I just need to get this wrapped up. Damn!" she cussed again holding her side, nearly falling over. "Uh. Shuuichi, how did you learn to use that whip thing?" she questioned.
He smiled and helped her up so that he could take her home. " I think I should be asking you how you became so well acquainted with those men." He joked.
She only sighed. " My foster care father was a lawyer and he lost a case for one of their top guys. They've been chasing us around ever since. But I guess its over now. I don't think I'll be able to live alone though; they supported me for the most part. I bought my food and paid half my rent. I just don't' know what im going to do. I'll have the insurance money. But im not eighteen." She was holding her side and steadily walking home thanks to Shuuichi. " Now answer my question."
He looked down at her. "I'm hanyou." He looked at her surprised to see that she wasn't surprised. "I was a fox demon back in makai, but was reborn here in this form. I was known as Yoko Kurama."
"The Yoko Kurama?!" she asked startled. But then took back what she said. "I mean. Uh. Yoko Kurama?" she tried to sound puzzled.
"You know of makai?" he asked. " No. You were in a dream of mine. I thought I heard that name before." She sighed. Maybe you could help me with my dream. He looked at her strangely. "A dream?" She nodded and clutched her side even more firm and winced from the pain. "Ouch." She muttered under her breath.
He looked at here a bit worried. "We're here" he opened up a gate to a nice, and well kept home.
"Um. This isn't my home." She said. "It will be for now, now lets get you inside and dried off. My mother wont be home for a few weeks so you should be fine to stay here. I'll set up the futon in our spare room." He said as he opened the door and led her to the bathroom. He motioned for her to sit on the stool that was in there and took out a dry towel and handed it to her. "Here we go," he said as he took out some bandages and a bottle of rubbing alcohol. "By the way you may call me Kurama, but not around others, or around my mother, no one else is to know. Now do you want me to help you clean your wound or shall I leave you to do it yourself?" he asked looking up at her. He noticed that she had dozed off and was laying with the towel in her and was sitting lying against the wall.
Disclaimer: Uh. Same as last time and the time before it, and If I remember to put the poem thingee in this chapter. I own that. Yeah.
Past Lives
Chapter Three
The past few weeks had gone by, and were fairly relaxing. They weren't too eventful, save for the few facts that Shuuichi was so popular and that she isn't use to any sort of attention. In their Literature class, they were writing poetry.
It was a rainy Tuesday morning. It was early October and the leaves were turning colors. 'Wow, these are magnificent' Mitsuko thought to herself with a slight smile on her face. When she reached class about three quarters of the girls of Shuuichi's fan club were talking as if she was not even there.
"Oh my god. Isn't that the girl our beautiful Shuuichi likes?" one said. "Yeah. I can't believe it, ya know what I heard." Another whispered. "What?" half of them asked. "I guess she's a real bitch if you get to know her. I heard that she attacked three people at her old school." "Really?" they all gasped. Mitsuko walked by at about this time and they were all staring at her as if she was some serial killer.
Mitsuko chuckled silently to herself as she heard this. 'They didn't know the half of it. They think everything is pretty pansies, and puppy love.' She plopped down in her seat and yawned laying her head down for a quick nap before class.
Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. She noticed the time pass subconsciously, the Shuuichi walked in and she looked up at him. Something was different. He seemed to be tired or something. She couldn't figure it out 'He's always so awake and stuff. Strange. I wonder why he seems to be acting so cautious.' She thought
"Good Morning Mitsuko." He smiled brightly at her. "Good Morning." She replied nodding slightly.
"Good Morning Class!" Mr. Takaneuchi walked in the class with the door shutting loudly behind him. "Good Morning Mr. Takaneuchi" the class replied. "Today we are reading the poems that you were to write. I would like to go alphabetically. So Miss. Aso You are first. You may begin in five minutes." The teacher stated.
Mitsuko sighed slightly. 'Man. Why couldn't I have had a better choice of words? No one will understand this.' She sighed inwardly looking at her poem. She got up and walked to the front of the class and stood in front of the podium. And read the poem out loud.
"A Fools Gold, Love." She read out loud. Every night I lay awake and dream of a day I will mean something to you" She paused and looked up at the class. "the day that we are on the same boat, And I am with you. Our ocean is clear, and no matter the weather your sunshine will always shine through. But just as I realize how great this could be, but just as I realize how great this could be, your torn Five thousand miles away from me." She looked up again to see the students staring intently on her "uh." She choked "And the tears of my sorry, fall as if blood from the wound, that is as deep as the ocean, and my love for you. So take with you my treasure." She sped up a little looking up after the last few words "And whatever the season. Remember, I love you." She spoke out and walked quickly back to her seat, ignoring Shuuichi's whisper of well done. 'Shit. What the hell was I thinking?' she mentally slapped herself. A few more people went then Shuuichi, then the rest. She hated doing that. The rest of the day had gone by fairly painlessly and no one really payed much attention to her. Then by the time lunch rolled around Shuuichi and started to talk to her.
" That was a good poem." Shuuichi said. "Thanks." She nodded slightly then laid her head on her arms, on her desk. "Im gonna nap during lunch today. I hope you don't mind." He shook his head, and she napped for the rest of the period.
The day went by relatively slow after that. At the end of the day she was dozing off. The bell rang she got up and walked out of the school. Half an hour later she was lying by a lake and thinking of the dreams she's been having. 'They all start off the same. But, who are the two demons in it? The one with the white hair, the fox youkai, and the other one, wearing black, and that ratty hat. Jeeze. Why can't I figure this out? It can't be that difficult.' She had closed her eyes and had fallen asleep just listening to the sounds of the trees and the pond.
There she was running, running away from those hunters. Although it seemed she was chasing after the two, she couldn't understand it. Why? She ran through the thick bamboo and was separated. She heard the one cry out for his partner, but she couldn't help. There was no way. She kept running only to find a lake. She was safe now, or so she thought. She stared down into her reflection. But this wasn't her, this wasn't Mitsuko. And where was she? She's never seen this place before. She looked around, she deemed herself lost. She hid in the nearest tree to seek shelter from the oncoming rain and thought things through. When she woke up there was a white Fox youkai standing beneath the tree beckoning her to come down. But before she got the chance she heard some one yell that they found Kurama and then came that awful shot.
Mitsuko woke with a start. "Shit!" she yelled as she jerked up. It was raining. But it wasn't raining on her. She looked up to see Shuuichi standing there with an umbrella holding out a hand to her. She kindly took the hand and stood up.
"You seemed distant today, I went to see if you were at home, but you weren't, so I came here. I remember you saying you loved to sit here to think things through." He smiled at her and handed her an extra umbrella.
"Thank you Shuuichi. I must have fallen asleep and..." she was cut off before she could say anything.
Three odd looking men had come up to them yelling and cussing, telling them to give them their money. "Hey lovebirds, your time is over, now give us your money. Oh and Mitsuko we said goodbye to your beloved foster parents for you."
She winced, these are the men that they had moved away from. "You.. You bastards, you killed them!?"
"Yeah, it was fun too. What you going to get vengeance on us? Hah. Give it your best lil missy." He joked and taunted her. "And you pretty boy, you might wanna run you aint part of this. Or else ya might get hurt." The three of them laughed and Mitsuko was aiming to attack them.
"Why you!! Ahh!" she ran towards the man and jumped over him with incredible agility, she kicked him in the back on her way down causing him to stumble forward uncontrollably. "Ahh. You're all going to pay!"
All Shuuichi could do was stand there in awe until one of the leaders men too after her and grabbed her leg taking her down. He watched her struggle. He couldn't help if he did, then, then shed be afraid of him, but she'd die. He had to do it. He reached into his hair and pulled out a rose that changed into a whip. "Rose whip!" he yelled and attacked the man that had Mitsuko pinned.
Mitsuko jumped off the ground only to be assaulted by the leader and his right hand man. "Hey Miroku, how bout we finish her right now!" said the shorter man. Miroku agreed and cocked the gun. Mitsuko ran for her life jumped over benches and behind trees. Shuuichi watched then attacked the two men. The last shot was used only this time it didn't miss its mark. It hit Mitsuko. The two men lay there unconscious and Shuuichi ran up to her as quickly as he could.
"Ouch. Damn." She cursed as she sat there resting on her knees. The rain was getting heavier and it was hard for her to stand, let alone see. She sat there holding her side as Shuuichi came up.
"Mitsuko. Are you okay?" She nodded. He looked at her wound. Nothing to bad.
"Yeah. I'll be fine. I just need to get this wrapped up. Damn!" she cussed again holding her side, nearly falling over. "Uh. Shuuichi, how did you learn to use that whip thing?" she questioned.
He smiled and helped her up so that he could take her home. " I think I should be asking you how you became so well acquainted with those men." He joked.
She only sighed. " My foster care father was a lawyer and he lost a case for one of their top guys. They've been chasing us around ever since. But I guess its over now. I don't think I'll be able to live alone though; they supported me for the most part. I bought my food and paid half my rent. I just don't' know what im going to do. I'll have the insurance money. But im not eighteen." She was holding her side and steadily walking home thanks to Shuuichi. " Now answer my question."
He looked down at her. "I'm hanyou." He looked at her surprised to see that she wasn't surprised. "I was a fox demon back in makai, but was reborn here in this form. I was known as Yoko Kurama."
"The Yoko Kurama?!" she asked startled. But then took back what she said. "I mean. Uh. Yoko Kurama?" she tried to sound puzzled.
"You know of makai?" he asked. " No. You were in a dream of mine. I thought I heard that name before." She sighed. Maybe you could help me with my dream. He looked at her strangely. "A dream?" She nodded and clutched her side even more firm and winced from the pain. "Ouch." She muttered under her breath.
He looked at here a bit worried. "We're here" he opened up a gate to a nice, and well kept home.
"Um. This isn't my home." She said. "It will be for now, now lets get you inside and dried off. My mother wont be home for a few weeks so you should be fine to stay here. I'll set up the futon in our spare room." He said as he opened the door and led her to the bathroom. He motioned for her to sit on the stool that was in there and took out a dry towel and handed it to her. "Here we go," he said as he took out some bandages and a bottle of rubbing alcohol. "By the way you may call me Kurama, but not around others, or around my mother, no one else is to know. Now do you want me to help you clean your wound or shall I leave you to do it yourself?" he asked looking up at her. He noticed that she had dozed off and was laying with the towel in her and was sitting lying against the wall.