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Kurama is my favorite character in the Yu Yu Hakusho anime. I like Hiei also but Kurama is more interesting to me. The reason lies in the fact that he's open enough to tell you about himself but...he's still such a mystery. The more you know about him, the more you realize how little you know.
Chapter 12
"Are you sure you have everything?" Kurama asked as the taxi honked the horn again. His mother tied the rain bonnet over her black hair.
"Yes dear, and if I need anything else I'll just pick something up." She smiled.
"Call, if you need something." her son scolded her. "You never get anything for yourself unless I convince you to."
"I guess I've been caught." she took up her bags. "My cab is waiting and you need to get Daiki-kun." Kurama nodded. "Well, I'll see you in a week." after a moments hesitation she opened the door. "But you'll call if you need anything?" she looked at him worried.
"You left the address and phone numbers of grandfather's and the hot springs didn't you? I'll call if we need you." he assured her.
"Good." she looked a bit relieved. "I hope it's not raining in Osaka. I'd like to take a dip as soon as I get there." she gave him a cat smile. "I'm off."
"Come back safe." the red head told her. He watched her to the cab then came back inside. The fox demon took out his class information book and found Daiki's name. The address was the same as the main house, that means the phone number's the same. He picked up the phone and dialed. In a moment the old scruff voice of the butler answered.
"Hazama residence, may I help you?" he spoke firmly.
"Yes." Kurama wondered where to begin. "You may remember me from the other day, Shuichi..."
"Ah yes, our young master's student council president." the old man's voice was more excited now. "How are you?"
"I'm well." the red head told him. "Thank you."
"It's good of you to call. May I ask if our young master is in any trouble in school?" the old man asked with interest.
"No, not at all." Kurama understood how it may seem, especially if Hazama hadn't told his family where he's been living for the past few days. "I am a bit conserned however, you see he was having dinner with my family and he received a phone call..."
"Ah yes, a wonderful lady answered that call. She's in your family then." his scruff voice reflected a smile.
"Yes. My mother. Please, can you tell me if everything is alright? Hazama-san didn't say anything strange, he just left so quickly."
"I see. I see." the old man sympathized. "Let me explain. First let me assure you that the young master is in good health. He arrived here some time ago and is visiting his young niece." Yuma, Kurama remembered what the master called him. "You see, Miku-san's condition as worsened."
"Miku?" Kurama was learning something new about his friend, albeit unhappy news. "I'm sorry to hear he's niece is ill."
"She's not sick." the butler corrected. "The family physician has seen to that, but she is weak and..." Kurama thought he heard another person speaking in the background.
"Sir?" he wanted the butler to continue.
"Please excuse me." Yuma said after a pause. "I've taken enough of your time."
"Not at all, I..." he was interupted.
"A taxi will be arranged when the young master wishes to return home." the old man assured him. "Please do not concern yourself. I'm sure you will see him in class tomorrow."
"Well then," Kurama wanted to question him further but there was probably a reason Yuma stopped the conversation, "Thank you for your time." the green eyed fox felt like fate was against him, stopping him at everyturn. "Goodbye."
The red head replaced the phone receiver and just stood for a moment wondering about what secrets that family must be hiding. How Daiki is directly involved. And how painful it must be to be so alone. Because secrets, of course, can only seperate people. //Is he trying to hide something from me? Does he feel he can't trust me? Maybe it's just that I'm not asking the right questions. Or could it be that he just doesn't know where to start?//
Kurama was hungry, but he wanted to wait for Daiki to get back. Sharing a meal with some one is always more enjoyable and...The fox demon went to his room and found Daiki's homework cluttering his desk. He looked it over and found a few errors but the conscepts were correct. //Human error.// Even if it doesn't follow a logical course, if it feels right, how can it be wrong?
//Being human isn't wrong.// the red head decided. His mother, his friends taught him that. //Yusuke, Keiko, Kuwabara, Michiba, Daiki and mother are all human.// he put a hand on his chest. //Shuichi is human but my soul, my power, and my heart are Kurama the demon.// Kurama's head began to swim with confusion. He felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Wha...what's happening?" A jolt of pain shocked the core of his being. "ugh!" he colapsed to his knees, holding on to the corner of the desk. Something was very wrong with him, but what? the fox demon huffed breaths of suffering. Finally he colapsed.
His green eyes opened enough to see the window. The cold blue frozen pools of the mysterious ice demon stared back, accusing. //Who are you?// he wanted to ask //Are you doing this to me?// The fox demon felt a haze of oblivion pass over him. His mind was clouding over, once destracted, now quickly becoming nutralized. //Why?// he fought it.
The darkness was coming stronger than a paralizing drug or even a poison. Kurama began to wonder if he would die here, so helpless because his human side dulled his senses enough to leave him so vulnerable. In the moments before he fell to unconsciousness, the ice demoness reeled back. She seemed to be in pain, in a flurry of ice crystals, she was gone.
"Kurama." Hiei was standing in her place. "Kurama!" He crawled in the window and touched the fox demon's hand. His touch felt as if it burned the red head's skin. "You're freezing." he snatched his hand back, he must have felt a similar shock. "Don't worry Kurama, I'll take care of you." The fire demon began to unwrap his arm. "Just hold on." was an echo in the fox's ears. He wondered breifly, if he was dreaming again. A fanciful dream, before the end.
Kurama is my favorite character in the Yu Yu Hakusho anime. I like Hiei also but Kurama is more interesting to me. The reason lies in the fact that he's open enough to tell you about himself but...he's still such a mystery. The more you know about him, the more you realize how little you know.
Chapter 12
"Are you sure you have everything?" Kurama asked as the taxi honked the horn again. His mother tied the rain bonnet over her black hair.
"Yes dear, and if I need anything else I'll just pick something up." She smiled.
"Call, if you need something." her son scolded her. "You never get anything for yourself unless I convince you to."
"I guess I've been caught." she took up her bags. "My cab is waiting and you need to get Daiki-kun." Kurama nodded. "Well, I'll see you in a week." after a moments hesitation she opened the door. "But you'll call if you need anything?" she looked at him worried.
"You left the address and phone numbers of grandfather's and the hot springs didn't you? I'll call if we need you." he assured her.
"Good." she looked a bit relieved. "I hope it's not raining in Osaka. I'd like to take a dip as soon as I get there." she gave him a cat smile. "I'm off."
"Come back safe." the red head told her. He watched her to the cab then came back inside. The fox demon took out his class information book and found Daiki's name. The address was the same as the main house, that means the phone number's the same. He picked up the phone and dialed. In a moment the old scruff voice of the butler answered.
"Hazama residence, may I help you?" he spoke firmly.
"Yes." Kurama wondered where to begin. "You may remember me from the other day, Shuichi..."
"Ah yes, our young master's student council president." the old man's voice was more excited now. "How are you?"
"I'm well." the red head told him. "Thank you."
"It's good of you to call. May I ask if our young master is in any trouble in school?" the old man asked with interest.
"No, not at all." Kurama understood how it may seem, especially if Hazama hadn't told his family where he's been living for the past few days. "I am a bit conserned however, you see he was having dinner with my family and he received a phone call..."
"Ah yes, a wonderful lady answered that call. She's in your family then." his scruff voice reflected a smile.
"Yes. My mother. Please, can you tell me if everything is alright? Hazama-san didn't say anything strange, he just left so quickly."
"I see. I see." the old man sympathized. "Let me explain. First let me assure you that the young master is in good health. He arrived here some time ago and is visiting his young niece." Yuma, Kurama remembered what the master called him. "You see, Miku-san's condition as worsened."
"Miku?" Kurama was learning something new about his friend, albeit unhappy news. "I'm sorry to hear he's niece is ill."
"She's not sick." the butler corrected. "The family physician has seen to that, but she is weak and..." Kurama thought he heard another person speaking in the background.
"Sir?" he wanted the butler to continue.
"Please excuse me." Yuma said after a pause. "I've taken enough of your time."
"Not at all, I..." he was interupted.
"A taxi will be arranged when the young master wishes to return home." the old man assured him. "Please do not concern yourself. I'm sure you will see him in class tomorrow."
"Well then," Kurama wanted to question him further but there was probably a reason Yuma stopped the conversation, "Thank you for your time." the green eyed fox felt like fate was against him, stopping him at everyturn. "Goodbye."
The red head replaced the phone receiver and just stood for a moment wondering about what secrets that family must be hiding. How Daiki is directly involved. And how painful it must be to be so alone. Because secrets, of course, can only seperate people. //Is he trying to hide something from me? Does he feel he can't trust me? Maybe it's just that I'm not asking the right questions. Or could it be that he just doesn't know where to start?//
Kurama was hungry, but he wanted to wait for Daiki to get back. Sharing a meal with some one is always more enjoyable and...The fox demon went to his room and found Daiki's homework cluttering his desk. He looked it over and found a few errors but the conscepts were correct. //Human error.// Even if it doesn't follow a logical course, if it feels right, how can it be wrong?
//Being human isn't wrong.// the red head decided. His mother, his friends taught him that. //Yusuke, Keiko, Kuwabara, Michiba, Daiki and mother are all human.// he put a hand on his chest. //Shuichi is human but my soul, my power, and my heart are Kurama the demon.// Kurama's head began to swim with confusion. He felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Wha...what's happening?" A jolt of pain shocked the core of his being. "ugh!" he colapsed to his knees, holding on to the corner of the desk. Something was very wrong with him, but what? the fox demon huffed breaths of suffering. Finally he colapsed.
His green eyes opened enough to see the window. The cold blue frozen pools of the mysterious ice demon stared back, accusing. //Who are you?// he wanted to ask //Are you doing this to me?// The fox demon felt a haze of oblivion pass over him. His mind was clouding over, once destracted, now quickly becoming nutralized. //Why?// he fought it.
The darkness was coming stronger than a paralizing drug or even a poison. Kurama began to wonder if he would die here, so helpless because his human side dulled his senses enough to leave him so vulnerable. In the moments before he fell to unconsciousness, the ice demoness reeled back. She seemed to be in pain, in a flurry of ice crystals, she was gone.
"Kurama." Hiei was standing in her place. "Kurama!" He crawled in the window and touched the fox demon's hand. His touch felt as if it burned the red head's skin. "You're freezing." he snatched his hand back, he must have felt a similar shock. "Don't worry Kurama, I'll take care of you." The fire demon began to unwrap his arm. "Just hold on." was an echo in the fox's ears. He wondered breifly, if he was dreaming again. A fanciful dream, before the end.