"No..," Kurama took hold of his hair; A hand came up behind him, resting upon his shoulder; He turned around swiftly, expecting Kurnoue to be there, haunting him now while he was awake. It was only Amber.
He turned to her, his eyes watering.
"Kurama?," she looked down worriedly at him,"What's wrong?"
The warmth she provided from a tight, loving embrace pierced the fiery-haired demons heart; He remembered the warmth, from not only his mother, his father.. but from his longed sheets that lay upon his bed; Unmade.
He slowly felt her her warmth disappear; He opened his eyes and looked up at her; Her structure was slowly becoming translucent, as was the rest of his surroundings.
"Wh.. what's happening..," he stood up, expecting an answer from someone; Anyone..
"Shuichi..," Shiori shook him,"Shuichi, you'll be late..," she continued to try and wake him, in that sweet voice of hers.
The boy shook rapidly, still experiencing some sort of 'dream'. When the upper half of his body, shot up, his eyes opened; He saw his mother's face.. his living mother's face. He looked around the room; No blood; Everything was.. normal.
"Shuichi? Are you okay, dear?," she put a hand to her son's forehead,"You seem warm.."
He smiled, and hugged her quickly, whispering,"I'm fine.. just.. just fine.."
She returned an ever-common smile, and told her son of the time; It wasn't pleasing. He had about ten minutes to get to school. Racing for time, he ran, his fiery-red hair gently blowing to the back of his body. He had caught up with Yusuke, both running into Homeroom, to find that the first class they had was History, for a reason unknown to the students. As the two walked in, the first words they heard..
"Just ask for help if you need it." said Kate, sitting back into her chair, done with all of her social studies work. Amber turned from Kate and got back to her work, just about 1/4 of a page more to do..
I know, sucky ending.. (Please, no flames..) I had writers block, and I'm very sorry for it.. but I had to end this, it was eating me away.. I hope it you all made it to the end XD. The moral of this? Well.. I guess you can say.. Everyone deserves a second chance in life.. mistakes happen, and sometimes.. you get the chance to alter it, to make things better.. learn from your mistakes, and make the ever present future, better than the past.
He turned to her, his eyes watering.
"Kurama?," she looked down worriedly at him,"What's wrong?"
The warmth she provided from a tight, loving embrace pierced the fiery-haired demons heart; He remembered the warmth, from not only his mother, his father.. but from his longed sheets that lay upon his bed; Unmade.
He slowly felt her her warmth disappear; He opened his eyes and looked up at her; Her structure was slowly becoming translucent, as was the rest of his surroundings.
"Wh.. what's happening..," he stood up, expecting an answer from someone; Anyone..
"Shuichi..," Shiori shook him,"Shuichi, you'll be late..," she continued to try and wake him, in that sweet voice of hers.
The boy shook rapidly, still experiencing some sort of 'dream'. When the upper half of his body, shot up, his eyes opened; He saw his mother's face.. his living mother's face. He looked around the room; No blood; Everything was.. normal.
"Shuichi? Are you okay, dear?," she put a hand to her son's forehead,"You seem warm.."
He smiled, and hugged her quickly, whispering,"I'm fine.. just.. just fine.."
She returned an ever-common smile, and told her son of the time; It wasn't pleasing. He had about ten minutes to get to school. Racing for time, he ran, his fiery-red hair gently blowing to the back of his body. He had caught up with Yusuke, both running into Homeroom, to find that the first class they had was History, for a reason unknown to the students. As the two walked in, the first words they heard..
"Just ask for help if you need it." said Kate, sitting back into her chair, done with all of her social studies work. Amber turned from Kate and got back to her work, just about 1/4 of a page more to do..
I know, sucky ending.. (Please, no flames..) I had writers block, and I'm very sorry for it.. but I had to end this, it was eating me away.. I hope it you all made it to the end XD. The moral of this? Well.. I guess you can say.. Everyone deserves a second chance in life.. mistakes happen, and sometimes.. you get the chance to alter it, to make things better.. learn from your mistakes, and make the ever present future, better than the past.