Lalala I don't own yu yu hakusho Lalala and the story that inspired this,
well, I read it years ago, can't find it, and don't remember the title. So
I don't own that either. In fact the only thing I own in this story would
be my fates. They aren't anyone else's. So there. Nyah nyah. So here goes.
Basically, Yusuke, Hiei, and Kurama get a chance to decide their future.
But there's a catch. So read on. If you dare, of course.
Garden of Fate Chapter one: Meeting the Fates
A rose garden, small, well tended. So many varieties that the most learned rose-gardener would have caught their breath in awe. An archway covered in roses was the only passage. Three women stood outside the awning. One, child-like. Wide, innocent eyes, ringlets of burnished gold, honey, kissed by the sun, even in the moonlight. Wearing a loose, ruffled skirt, top covered in bows and embroidered in flower buds, and rising suns. Cherubic, she held all the potential of the future.
The next, sweet sixteen, long reddish-brown tresses, wind blown and wild. A loose top of gathered fabrics beads for decoration. Opened roses of iridescent beads covered her long skirt, slit up the sides. Caught between two worlds, all the energy and sparkle of youth, slowly gaining the wisdom of the world, she seemed to live for the here and now, the present.
And finally, hair in elaborate braids laced with flower petals. A full blouse, long sleeves and draped skirt, lace emulating the beauty of fallen rose petals. Raven hair offset the pale wisdom of her face. She held all wisdom of the past.
In the silvery moonlight the bobbing lights over their heads reflected off of their white raiment, made them seem angels of immense beauty. Finally Future spoke to the three assembled, child's voice happily addressing the confused spirit detectives.
" Tonight you will walk in this garden. Once there, you may choose you fates. By smelling each rose you can see a bit of a possible future. However, you must remember that if you break a stem, regardless of whether you wanted that one or not, it is yours. Also, once chosen, a gate may have consequences you will not see. You will have all night. Only one may go in at a time." Future's sister Present spoke next.
"Your first decision of the night. Who is to go first? Follow me." She turned to go, and Kurama hesitantly followed after.
"What do you think it will be like Hiei?"
"Who knows?"
" When Koenma told us that it time to meet our fates, I didn't expect this." They turned to the silent Past and relived the day before. Kurama still had not entered the rose-bedecked awning.
Botan had shown up early that morning, for once very solemn. Without a word she took them to Koenma, looking as if they horrible of meetings. Her only words, before they entered Koenma's office were strange and out of place.
"It is wiser not to choose at all. You will only seal your own doom. For everything you see, there is a flip side, and unseen addition. Some sacrifice just isn't worth it." A single tear crawled out of her secret heart as she ushered them into Koenma's presence. Koenma greeted them solemnly.
"You three have done well in the years you have worked for me. And now you have been sent for to meet fate. It is a huge honor." Then they outside the rose garden greeted by the fates.
Kurama took a deep breath and entered the garden.
CHAPTER 2 I own nothing. wahhhh! See what you attorney people have done to me! You've ruined my self-esteem. Not like there was an overload to begin with, but that's beside the point. So the previous disclaimer and this one still stand. Just try and sue me now *this * is thoughts. ~This~ is a future, from the roses, duh. So let's begin shall we?
Kurama's Choice
*So many roses. Where to begin? * he strolled around the garden, gazing at the delicate blossoms that could, did, hod his future. Finally he settled on a blood red rose and carefully inhaled its scent. All at once, like he was living it, the future hit him. ~Successful, powerful, good-looking. who could ask for more, Kurama thought. Well a life for one, he answered himself. The possessions, money, material wealth, he was deprived of the one thing he longed for.~ Kurama pulled away. Definitely not that one. So how about a small, delicate purple one?
~A little voice called out. "Daddy, Daddy!"
"Yes?" a small girl with his red hair and her blue eyes smiled up at him. "Daddy, look what I can do" all at once she had a small rose shaped flame dancing across her finger tips. Kurama paled. With her mother gone, how could she learn to control the power that had destroyed her mother, his one love.~ No! Not that one. Steadily Kurama sampled each rose. He saw, lived, died, loved, hated, was part of everything anyone could imagine but none satisfied him. Then he looked down. Hi coat had caught one of the roses and pulled it off the bushes. Knowing this was his future in his hand, he raised it to his face and inhaled.
Past spoke " He has chose." She intoned. Both thought it had the sound of terrible destiny.
Garden of Fate Chapter one: Meeting the Fates
A rose garden, small, well tended. So many varieties that the most learned rose-gardener would have caught their breath in awe. An archway covered in roses was the only passage. Three women stood outside the awning. One, child-like. Wide, innocent eyes, ringlets of burnished gold, honey, kissed by the sun, even in the moonlight. Wearing a loose, ruffled skirt, top covered in bows and embroidered in flower buds, and rising suns. Cherubic, she held all the potential of the future.
The next, sweet sixteen, long reddish-brown tresses, wind blown and wild. A loose top of gathered fabrics beads for decoration. Opened roses of iridescent beads covered her long skirt, slit up the sides. Caught between two worlds, all the energy and sparkle of youth, slowly gaining the wisdom of the world, she seemed to live for the here and now, the present.
And finally, hair in elaborate braids laced with flower petals. A full blouse, long sleeves and draped skirt, lace emulating the beauty of fallen rose petals. Raven hair offset the pale wisdom of her face. She held all wisdom of the past.
In the silvery moonlight the bobbing lights over their heads reflected off of their white raiment, made them seem angels of immense beauty. Finally Future spoke to the three assembled, child's voice happily addressing the confused spirit detectives.
" Tonight you will walk in this garden. Once there, you may choose you fates. By smelling each rose you can see a bit of a possible future. However, you must remember that if you break a stem, regardless of whether you wanted that one or not, it is yours. Also, once chosen, a gate may have consequences you will not see. You will have all night. Only one may go in at a time." Future's sister Present spoke next.
"Your first decision of the night. Who is to go first? Follow me." She turned to go, and Kurama hesitantly followed after.
"What do you think it will be like Hiei?"
"Who knows?"
" When Koenma told us that it time to meet our fates, I didn't expect this." They turned to the silent Past and relived the day before. Kurama still had not entered the rose-bedecked awning.
Botan had shown up early that morning, for once very solemn. Without a word she took them to Koenma, looking as if they horrible of meetings. Her only words, before they entered Koenma's office were strange and out of place.
"It is wiser not to choose at all. You will only seal your own doom. For everything you see, there is a flip side, and unseen addition. Some sacrifice just isn't worth it." A single tear crawled out of her secret heart as she ushered them into Koenma's presence. Koenma greeted them solemnly.
"You three have done well in the years you have worked for me. And now you have been sent for to meet fate. It is a huge honor." Then they outside the rose garden greeted by the fates.
Kurama took a deep breath and entered the garden.
CHAPTER 2 I own nothing. wahhhh! See what you attorney people have done to me! You've ruined my self-esteem. Not like there was an overload to begin with, but that's beside the point. So the previous disclaimer and this one still stand. Just try and sue me now *this * is thoughts. ~This~ is a future, from the roses, duh. So let's begin shall we?
Kurama's Choice
*So many roses. Where to begin? * he strolled around the garden, gazing at the delicate blossoms that could, did, hod his future. Finally he settled on a blood red rose and carefully inhaled its scent. All at once, like he was living it, the future hit him. ~Successful, powerful, good-looking. who could ask for more, Kurama thought. Well a life for one, he answered himself. The possessions, money, material wealth, he was deprived of the one thing he longed for.~ Kurama pulled away. Definitely not that one. So how about a small, delicate purple one?
~A little voice called out. "Daddy, Daddy!"
"Yes?" a small girl with his red hair and her blue eyes smiled up at him. "Daddy, look what I can do" all at once she had a small rose shaped flame dancing across her finger tips. Kurama paled. With her mother gone, how could she learn to control the power that had destroyed her mother, his one love.~ No! Not that one. Steadily Kurama sampled each rose. He saw, lived, died, loved, hated, was part of everything anyone could imagine but none satisfied him. Then he looked down. Hi coat had caught one of the roses and pulled it off the bushes. Knowing this was his future in his hand, he raised it to his face and inhaled.
Past spoke " He has chose." She intoned. Both thought it had the sound of terrible destiny.