Disclaimer: I'll be a guide to chapter one!
A/N : The review gets less. Well, no worries. Thanks to everyone who review me! I love you all! ^_^ I just got another idea for YYH but I couldn't write it since there are so many stories that haven't done!!! AGGHHHHH!! Sob...sob..I wanna to write that story. Maybe I should end this story soon. But it means I have to update sooner! AGHH!!
Special Thanks for last chapter:
Amethyst Bubble: Thanks for your review and candies! Munch...munch..I have gone to the dentist thirty three times for this month! (^_^ It's a joke! Don't take it seriously! )
Bejiita-san : Thanks for your compliment. I'll try to make better grammar!
Temptress Nagisa: Hello there! Thanks for your review! I'll try to update soon!
Hiei is mine forever: Wow, you have a great name. I wonder if I could have one too. Just joking ^^ I like my own name. Thanks for your review!
Here we go! Like Usual, by Irisgem!
The moonlight refracted through the crystal window dimly. I glanced at the pretty ivory moon that hung in the misty somber sky. I didn't make any effort to move from the white sheet. The trees creaked by the cold harsh wind. Nothing filled this emptiness of darkness void but the nature voice.
My bloody eyes moved and watched the crimson silky hair that reflected the beauty of enigma vague rays. I lingered to see the whole of him. His deity beauty could impress even the goddess. But due to my ability, he never smiled to the content of his heart. Still his sad face impaled everyone who had seen it.
I sat solemnly on my slumber with him at the side of the soft bed. He stayed vigil when I was unconscious. But his jaded eyes defeated him and took him into the deep dream before I woke up.
Something pulled me away from seeing such a beauty in front of my eyes. Something that distracted me away was somehow so familiar for me yet seemed so far. The pain still struck and stabbed my numb brain.
// Yukina..Whose name is this? Who is she to me?//
Suddenly I could feel a rising youki and felt a change of air. I got alert before I knew the source of this sudden event.
" Haru, you finally wake up.." His jaded gentle voice echoed inside the room. He brushed his long hair with one single hand. He was still fascinating even with the tangled hair in front of his angelic face.
The tense of the atmosphere melted into the soft one. I relaxed myself as he tried to sit up on the chair. He stared me long enough to make me blush like the sunset. He smiled purely with blank expression in it. His composure was concealing something inside him. Maybe he bottled up everything within himself.
" Do you finally remember something? "
" Huh? "
" Before you were knocked to unconscious, you said one name."
" ......"
" Yuna. "
" HUHH? "
" What? " He queried with glinting emeralds.
" I don't know about Yuna. Maybe you misheard it. "
" It's all I could catch. Maybe you and her hold some affinity. " He shrugged and snorted lazily. Gracefully he gained his strength to sit properly. He chucked the conversation at there and glanced the blue-black sky.
" So what you could remember? " He asked worriedly. There was something inside his voice that I could understand what had happened to him.
" Nothing. I just could remember that name without regain any possible information about her. "
" Oh..." His face were lowered as I couldn't see anything nor read his face to acknowledge a little bit about his feeling.
" Are you hungry? I'll make you something simple. "
" But it's midnight and...." I spurned his offer before he stood up from his chair.
" Don't worry. I won't make such noise. I'll make the easy one. Mother has gone to sleep that isn't better to bother her sleep. " He smiled sincerely through his shoulder and closed the door behind him in front of my face.
I sighed in defeat. It was how he always acted. His mother always worried with his kindness and his politeness. He was holding something in secret. Sometimes it was better to keep something unknown. Maybe it was better to keep like this for a while. This happiness might shatter with one wrong action. And I didn't want to be the one who brought such a holocaust for this family that saved me from death.
I thought it was nice to be very kind like him, but something inside me opposed myself. There was a feeling to deny this kindness. I really wondered how was my past, but something mostly blocked the way of memories.
I leapt down from my slumber to trail that adolescent red head. Tiptoeing carefully, I let myself across Shiori's room to the kitchen. When I was just about to open the kitchen door wider, I saw a flashing image with silvery wind before my eyes.
He turned his head and stared me with sudden shock. I was too stunned to react. He lowered his head; his ruby hair hid his emerald eyes from sight.
" So you have seen him. " He spoke gently like a whispering winter wind. His voice was almost inaudible and sang dryly in my ears.
" Is this the secret that you have concealed for span of your life with Shiori-san? "
His eyes glinted with golden flash with the movement of emerald orbs. He chuckled slyly. " I have no choice. I just couldn't leave her here all alone. She will faint if she acknowledges the true identity of me. I have told you, haven't I? I am also not totally human being. "
" So that's the reason why those strangers called you like that. " I replied carefully, not to mention any offending of his feeling.
He lifted his head and stared at the ceiling long enough. Reluctantly he answered the long waiting question. " Yes." The shrill sound of boiling kettle broke the silence. Hurriedly he turned it off and lifted it from hot stove. Pouring the water into the porcelain teacup, he continued his sentence.
" I'm not really her son. I steal the soul of Shuuichi for my own sake. " He faltered as the shaking kettle spilled the water on the table. Somehow my palm rested soundlessly on his lonely trembled hand.
" Occasionally maybe it is the best for her. The sincere Shuuchi may not that loyal and comforting for her if he isn't you. Just think on the positive sight. She is proud of you. Isn't that enough? "
" How could she be proud of such a demon? I just try to return her kindness all this time."
I left him and sat on the chair on the other side of him. He put a plate full of pancakes and pouring some sweet honey on top of them. He pulled out the chair when I took a fork to eat. I glanced at him while I was putting the piece of pancakes inside my mouth. He smiled and took a sip of the tawny tea.
" You're not quite right with your age as a teen. "
He kept his eyes closed, enjoying every sip of his tea. " What do you mean? "
" You act too mature, Shiori-san also said the same thing this morning to me. " I replied him. Perhaps I was a bit doubt for telling the point of view of Shiori about him. He frowned with curiosity.
" Were you talking with Shiori that often? "
" Yes. She always puts some conversation every morning. "
He smiled with happiness with a bit jealousy in it. " I can't speak that much with her. My heart hurt to see her often. I always remember the sin I have committed. So I...."
He stopped and his mind seemed flying to the other place, leaving his body here. I sighed by looking his somber eyes.
" You never know what she thinks about you. " I felt I had to put his useless agony to the end, though I felt lazy to do so.
" Huh? " He snapped out his mind and put his attention on me.
" Do you think what kind of conversation that lady has put all time? "
" Flower and shop? " He answered innocently.
I stared at him hopelessly. He smiled wide and sweat dropped foolishly. I snorted and gave him a signal to follow. I walked slowly, without any sound on the wooden floor. He trailed behind with innocent eyes. How could he become insensitive for something that was very clear?
His fear had concealed the truth behind the mist of doubt. I glanced and he looked questioningly. When we were in the shop, the place where thousands of flowers rested, I foraged for something beauty and also tried to remember the lessons of Shiori.
Carefully I picked single globe amaranth, which stained with crimson color. I rested it on his palm. " If I am not wrong with the meaning of it, this is how she feels about you all time."
" A globe amaranth? "
He stared long enough and tears trickled from his face. He wiped it fast with the sleeve of his cloth. " I just never know the real feeling when I get scared with her rejection. But then...."
"With the same flower it also has the other meaning for you, right? "
" Yes. "
I returned and planned to continue eating my pancakes. He stood there quietly. Maybe he needed time to be alone for a while. I glanced at him for a while before I closed the shop door behind him.
I smiled slyly as I remembered the meaning of that flower. Thankfully I could remember it right or everything will be messed. Sometimes flower could speak more than we could. That was how Shiori taught me, though I didn't believe her words until now.
I just tried to show her feeling without using any affection word to her dear son. I couldn't speak something sweet like that. I just couldn't. Maybe that was how I was once.
* With the same flower it also has the other meaning for you, right? *
* Yes. *
// A globe amaranth meant unfading love, while mere amaranth meant immortality. That was how to subscribe those mother and son. Maybe it was something called miracle.//
I sighed watching such a scene. I was actually ill for seeing that affection. I wondered how I was acting in front of my family.
// If I had one.. //
Why that kind of thought appeared inside my head? Shouldn't every one have family? I shuddered and finished my dinner quickly to dismiss my screwed mind. Throwing myself on bed, my mind wandered again.
Who were Yukina and those strangers, who wore black cloaks and wandered aimlessly in this small town? They appeared in coincidence on the same time. I touched the crystal window with mist cold air to blurry the view.
Could it be that something that held me of revival of memories was myself? Somewhere inside me was trembled for the truth, but then I lost one part of me by forgetting the past. It meant cruelty to run from something for your own sake.
Maybe we were all the same like the gentle beauty moon. It revealed the beauty in front of everyone while it hid something behind in the darkness and far. Something that may the worse part of it but also contained the beauty of despair. Like a miracle we survived with secret for ourselves.
Somehow that kind of thought hurt so much but nothing could be done. Twin tears fell helplessly for something I didn't realize. I watched them crystallized on my palm and glinting with shimmering light of red. Why tears could be so pretty on their ways?
Such a feeling was sickening enough for me to scar my pride. I left the crystallized bloody stone inside my pocket and returned to my slumber to greet another unknown day. Yes, the new day with uncertain. Wishing for better day, then what was the best? There were so many questions as I didn't know about myself. That was why I should know about myself.
// Because no one knows you if you even don't know about yourself. Like no one could remember your name when you never said your name.//
I felt curious though for Shiori-san. She was never doubt of me who didn't have any identity. She was the happiest woman in this world for not caring something like that. Even about her son, she never tried cornering her son to obtain the truth. Was a mother always like that?
I stared the floor beneath me where Shiori was sleeping below it. I sighed deeply before I collapsed on my own bed. Watching the black flickered silhouette crawled the wall, my jaded mind protested for sleep.
// Wishing tomorrow we would be able to reveal the darkest side of the queen of night sky innocently //
// So please don't let any ink of fear inside our courage.//
// Gently let the wind guide to the peace and serenity.//
// Then I'll pray for another day. //
// And maybe for you who also stared at the same moon.//
Hehe..there are not much connection with the poem below with the story. I just like to make it. The story inside is also something I have thought about my own life. That's why maybe Hiei a bit OOC. Sorry! But it also goes the same thought for my sister. Well, for this far it still has not H X K. Sorry for the one who waits for it. It would Yaoi on the middle of story. And it almost to the conflict! But still REVIEW PLEASE!
I've just got some information about flower's meaning from a site that I don't know. ( I steal it from my sister, hehe..) It's not mine. I just thought it would nice to be a reference for my fic. That's all! You may ask if you want since I can't inform the site address. ( Remember! I steal it from my older sister! Keep it a secret! )
Next chapter: Yukina has appeared without knowing the truth. The gang of strangers kidnapped Shiori to distract Hiei back!! A hint of past has come. " I am no longer the one you know. "
See you soon! Sorry for my bad grammar!
A/N : The review gets less. Well, no worries. Thanks to everyone who review me! I love you all! ^_^ I just got another idea for YYH but I couldn't write it since there are so many stories that haven't done!!! AGGHHHHH!! Sob...sob..I wanna to write that story. Maybe I should end this story soon. But it means I have to update sooner! AGHH!!
Special Thanks for last chapter:
Amethyst Bubble: Thanks for your review and candies! Munch...munch..I have gone to the dentist thirty three times for this month! (^_^ It's a joke! Don't take it seriously! )
Bejiita-san : Thanks for your compliment. I'll try to make better grammar!
Temptress Nagisa: Hello there! Thanks for your review! I'll try to update soon!
Hiei is mine forever: Wow, you have a great name. I wonder if I could have one too. Just joking ^^ I like my own name. Thanks for your review!
Here we go! Like Usual, by Irisgem!
The moonlight refracted through the crystal window dimly. I glanced at the pretty ivory moon that hung in the misty somber sky. I didn't make any effort to move from the white sheet. The trees creaked by the cold harsh wind. Nothing filled this emptiness of darkness void but the nature voice.
My bloody eyes moved and watched the crimson silky hair that reflected the beauty of enigma vague rays. I lingered to see the whole of him. His deity beauty could impress even the goddess. But due to my ability, he never smiled to the content of his heart. Still his sad face impaled everyone who had seen it.
I sat solemnly on my slumber with him at the side of the soft bed. He stayed vigil when I was unconscious. But his jaded eyes defeated him and took him into the deep dream before I woke up.
Something pulled me away from seeing such a beauty in front of my eyes. Something that distracted me away was somehow so familiar for me yet seemed so far. The pain still struck and stabbed my numb brain.
// Yukina..Whose name is this? Who is she to me?//
Suddenly I could feel a rising youki and felt a change of air. I got alert before I knew the source of this sudden event.
" Haru, you finally wake up.." His jaded gentle voice echoed inside the room. He brushed his long hair with one single hand. He was still fascinating even with the tangled hair in front of his angelic face.
The tense of the atmosphere melted into the soft one. I relaxed myself as he tried to sit up on the chair. He stared me long enough to make me blush like the sunset. He smiled purely with blank expression in it. His composure was concealing something inside him. Maybe he bottled up everything within himself.
" Do you finally remember something? "
" Huh? "
" Before you were knocked to unconscious, you said one name."
" ......"
" Yuna. "
" HUHH? "
" What? " He queried with glinting emeralds.
" I don't know about Yuna. Maybe you misheard it. "
" It's all I could catch. Maybe you and her hold some affinity. " He shrugged and snorted lazily. Gracefully he gained his strength to sit properly. He chucked the conversation at there and glanced the blue-black sky.
" So what you could remember? " He asked worriedly. There was something inside his voice that I could understand what had happened to him.
" Nothing. I just could remember that name without regain any possible information about her. "
" Oh..." His face were lowered as I couldn't see anything nor read his face to acknowledge a little bit about his feeling.
" Are you hungry? I'll make you something simple. "
" But it's midnight and...." I spurned his offer before he stood up from his chair.
" Don't worry. I won't make such noise. I'll make the easy one. Mother has gone to sleep that isn't better to bother her sleep. " He smiled sincerely through his shoulder and closed the door behind him in front of my face.
I sighed in defeat. It was how he always acted. His mother always worried with his kindness and his politeness. He was holding something in secret. Sometimes it was better to keep something unknown. Maybe it was better to keep like this for a while. This happiness might shatter with one wrong action. And I didn't want to be the one who brought such a holocaust for this family that saved me from death.
I thought it was nice to be very kind like him, but something inside me opposed myself. There was a feeling to deny this kindness. I really wondered how was my past, but something mostly blocked the way of memories.
I leapt down from my slumber to trail that adolescent red head. Tiptoeing carefully, I let myself across Shiori's room to the kitchen. When I was just about to open the kitchen door wider, I saw a flashing image with silvery wind before my eyes.
He turned his head and stared me with sudden shock. I was too stunned to react. He lowered his head; his ruby hair hid his emerald eyes from sight.
" So you have seen him. " He spoke gently like a whispering winter wind. His voice was almost inaudible and sang dryly in my ears.
" Is this the secret that you have concealed for span of your life with Shiori-san? "
His eyes glinted with golden flash with the movement of emerald orbs. He chuckled slyly. " I have no choice. I just couldn't leave her here all alone. She will faint if she acknowledges the true identity of me. I have told you, haven't I? I am also not totally human being. "
" So that's the reason why those strangers called you like that. " I replied carefully, not to mention any offending of his feeling.
He lifted his head and stared at the ceiling long enough. Reluctantly he answered the long waiting question. " Yes." The shrill sound of boiling kettle broke the silence. Hurriedly he turned it off and lifted it from hot stove. Pouring the water into the porcelain teacup, he continued his sentence.
" I'm not really her son. I steal the soul of Shuuichi for my own sake. " He faltered as the shaking kettle spilled the water on the table. Somehow my palm rested soundlessly on his lonely trembled hand.
" Occasionally maybe it is the best for her. The sincere Shuuchi may not that loyal and comforting for her if he isn't you. Just think on the positive sight. She is proud of you. Isn't that enough? "
" How could she be proud of such a demon? I just try to return her kindness all this time."
I left him and sat on the chair on the other side of him. He put a plate full of pancakes and pouring some sweet honey on top of them. He pulled out the chair when I took a fork to eat. I glanced at him while I was putting the piece of pancakes inside my mouth. He smiled and took a sip of the tawny tea.
" You're not quite right with your age as a teen. "
He kept his eyes closed, enjoying every sip of his tea. " What do you mean? "
" You act too mature, Shiori-san also said the same thing this morning to me. " I replied him. Perhaps I was a bit doubt for telling the point of view of Shiori about him. He frowned with curiosity.
" Were you talking with Shiori that often? "
" Yes. She always puts some conversation every morning. "
He smiled with happiness with a bit jealousy in it. " I can't speak that much with her. My heart hurt to see her often. I always remember the sin I have committed. So I...."
He stopped and his mind seemed flying to the other place, leaving his body here. I sighed by looking his somber eyes.
" You never know what she thinks about you. " I felt I had to put his useless agony to the end, though I felt lazy to do so.
" Huh? " He snapped out his mind and put his attention on me.
" Do you think what kind of conversation that lady has put all time? "
" Flower and shop? " He answered innocently.
I stared at him hopelessly. He smiled wide and sweat dropped foolishly. I snorted and gave him a signal to follow. I walked slowly, without any sound on the wooden floor. He trailed behind with innocent eyes. How could he become insensitive for something that was very clear?
His fear had concealed the truth behind the mist of doubt. I glanced and he looked questioningly. When we were in the shop, the place where thousands of flowers rested, I foraged for something beauty and also tried to remember the lessons of Shiori.
Carefully I picked single globe amaranth, which stained with crimson color. I rested it on his palm. " If I am not wrong with the meaning of it, this is how she feels about you all time."
" A globe amaranth? "
He stared long enough and tears trickled from his face. He wiped it fast with the sleeve of his cloth. " I just never know the real feeling when I get scared with her rejection. But then...."
"With the same flower it also has the other meaning for you, right? "
" Yes. "
I returned and planned to continue eating my pancakes. He stood there quietly. Maybe he needed time to be alone for a while. I glanced at him for a while before I closed the shop door behind him.
I smiled slyly as I remembered the meaning of that flower. Thankfully I could remember it right or everything will be messed. Sometimes flower could speak more than we could. That was how Shiori taught me, though I didn't believe her words until now.
I just tried to show her feeling without using any affection word to her dear son. I couldn't speak something sweet like that. I just couldn't. Maybe that was how I was once.
* With the same flower it also has the other meaning for you, right? *
* Yes. *
// A globe amaranth meant unfading love, while mere amaranth meant immortality. That was how to subscribe those mother and son. Maybe it was something called miracle.//
I sighed watching such a scene. I was actually ill for seeing that affection. I wondered how I was acting in front of my family.
// If I had one.. //
Why that kind of thought appeared inside my head? Shouldn't every one have family? I shuddered and finished my dinner quickly to dismiss my screwed mind. Throwing myself on bed, my mind wandered again.
Who were Yukina and those strangers, who wore black cloaks and wandered aimlessly in this small town? They appeared in coincidence on the same time. I touched the crystal window with mist cold air to blurry the view.
Could it be that something that held me of revival of memories was myself? Somewhere inside me was trembled for the truth, but then I lost one part of me by forgetting the past. It meant cruelty to run from something for your own sake.
Maybe we were all the same like the gentle beauty moon. It revealed the beauty in front of everyone while it hid something behind in the darkness and far. Something that may the worse part of it but also contained the beauty of despair. Like a miracle we survived with secret for ourselves.
Somehow that kind of thought hurt so much but nothing could be done. Twin tears fell helplessly for something I didn't realize. I watched them crystallized on my palm and glinting with shimmering light of red. Why tears could be so pretty on their ways?
Such a feeling was sickening enough for me to scar my pride. I left the crystallized bloody stone inside my pocket and returned to my slumber to greet another unknown day. Yes, the new day with uncertain. Wishing for better day, then what was the best? There were so many questions as I didn't know about myself. That was why I should know about myself.
// Because no one knows you if you even don't know about yourself. Like no one could remember your name when you never said your name.//
I felt curious though for Shiori-san. She was never doubt of me who didn't have any identity. She was the happiest woman in this world for not caring something like that. Even about her son, she never tried cornering her son to obtain the truth. Was a mother always like that?
I stared the floor beneath me where Shiori was sleeping below it. I sighed deeply before I collapsed on my own bed. Watching the black flickered silhouette crawled the wall, my jaded mind protested for sleep.
// Wishing tomorrow we would be able to reveal the darkest side of the queen of night sky innocently //
// So please don't let any ink of fear inside our courage.//
// Gently let the wind guide to the peace and serenity.//
// Then I'll pray for another day. //
// And maybe for you who also stared at the same moon.//
Hehe..there are not much connection with the poem below with the story. I just like to make it. The story inside is also something I have thought about my own life. That's why maybe Hiei a bit OOC. Sorry! But it also goes the same thought for my sister. Well, for this far it still has not H X K. Sorry for the one who waits for it. It would Yaoi on the middle of story. And it almost to the conflict! But still REVIEW PLEASE!
I've just got some information about flower's meaning from a site that I don't know. ( I steal it from my sister, hehe..) It's not mine. I just thought it would nice to be a reference for my fic. That's all! You may ask if you want since I can't inform the site address. ( Remember! I steal it from my older sister! Keep it a secret! )
Next chapter: Yukina has appeared without knowing the truth. The gang of strangers kidnapped Shiori to distract Hiei back!! A hint of past has come. " I am no longer the one you know. "
See you soon! Sorry for my bad grammar!