Disclaimer: I do now Yu-Gi-Oh! or Yu Yu Hakusho so don't sue me.
Authoress Notes: Actually The first one is right, it's more of a family insinct for Kurama, You'll find that he'll treat Danielle in a big brother style manner and yes all good stories have at least one cliffhanger...but then again I don't think mine is that good.
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Chapter 14
"You hold the answer deep within your own mind, conciously you've forgotten it, but that's the way the human mind works. When something is to unpleasant to shameful for our minds to entertain, we reject it, we erase it from our memories, but the imprint is always there...
The morning rays shifted into the window through the open white shades. An unwelcome guest for the two in the room as a pair of brown eye's shifted open to look towards the bed. At about the same time a pair of hazy emeralds snapped open from their restless sleep surverying the area frightenedly(is that even a word? ^_^;) before her eye's rested on Ryou and she smiled softly. His face was puzzled, why was she smiling? Was he really such a welcome site to her tired eye's? "Feeling any better?" He asked softly she nodded just as softly closing her eye's once more. "Your Father will be here shortly you know that don't you?" There was a quiet mumble of acknowledgement at this and he chuckled. She seemed past all worry, perhaps she had accepted her fate? Or perhaps she just remembered the last time and it wasn't that much worse. He knew what Bakura had done, all to well. There were a few unplesant moments of Silence, before he decided to speak again. "Do you...um, remember everyone from three years ago?" She nodded softly but did nothing else, as he softly took her hand, running his thumb over her palm. "Sometimes I wonder how things would have turned out, had I not thrown your fate off course..." He smiled softly at her, brown eye's steadily brimming with tears. "And now I can't stand the thought of never seeing your face again." He said softly pulling her small form into an almost comforting embrace. She suddenly felt her eye's brimming with tears. She was overcome, with a new feeling, something that consumed her utterly and entirely. She loved it. She missed this feeling for so long, there was no name for it, but it was what she felt whenever she was with Ryou...
But in the end she would go back to her shell when it was all over. That shell was the only thing that was constant. The Only thing the kept her safe.
The hospital door flew open and Pegasus ran into the room followed Malik, Karasu, a woman about the same age as he was with long purple hair, and a younger boy with long red hair and almost feminine air to his features, as Pegasus nearly smothered his daughter in his embrace. He began spewing questions at a pace that not even he could fully comprehend. Before his amber eye's narrowed at the white haired boy. "And they tell me your the one who found her?" He nodded. "Then I thank you."
They had sat around her bedside for a about an hour before the nurse arrived informing them visiting hours were over and she would be able to return home tommorow. Karasu has never heard her voice, but he was none the less facinated by the sound of it. Something it triggered a memory, he couldn't help but notice the younger boy, Suiichi flashing glares at him ever so often. For some reason he didn't trust him, (Suiichi didn't trust Karasu meaning.) although Karasu had no idea why, considering he had never meet the boy in his life. Slowly they stood to leave as everyone filed out, Ryou gave the girl a soft peck on her forehead and left, however two people remained in the room other than it's current occupant.
"Did you honestly think I wouldn't remember you Karasu?" the red haired teen asked his eye's narrowing suspisously. Karasu frowned confused at his current predicament. "What are you talking about I don't even now you! At least not until now and your already accusing me of being someone else?" Suiichi's eye's narrowed dangerously at the older black haired man. "Now if you'll excuse me I won't bother you again." He remarked taking hold of the doorknob tossing it back and swiftly flicking several strands of silky black hair out of the way. "To each his own."
Kurama glared indignantly. Then look to the red head sitting up in the hospital bed, an intrested expression on her face. "Do you believe that someone could look almost identical to someone else and not be that person?" She smiled serenly. "I do." She stated simply. "And yet, if Karasu is the person I think he is then he obviously has improved his acting skills or has forgotten the entire ordeal." His mind slowly began to ponder diffrent possabilities. That is until Danielle started speaking. "The maybe, this person never existed in the first place. or maybe the person we know now doesn't exist. But since no one seems to remember him but you.." At that moment he wasn't sure if it was wisdom or insanity that made her say what she was about to say, but somehow it made sense, that somehow, if you forget something it could never have happened in the first place.
"Imprint the memory into the conciousness...rewrite the record...The thing you don't remember is the thing that doesn't exist."
Oh how simple it would be, to simply rewrite what you wanted to happen. OR as Danielle knew, how easy it WAS to mess with the rules of fate, for the one you love or otherwise.
Authoress Notes: Actually The first one is right, it's more of a family insinct for Kurama, You'll find that he'll treat Danielle in a big brother style manner and yes all good stories have at least one cliffhanger...but then again I don't think mine is that good.
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Chapter 14
"You hold the answer deep within your own mind, conciously you've forgotten it, but that's the way the human mind works. When something is to unpleasant to shameful for our minds to entertain, we reject it, we erase it from our memories, but the imprint is always there...
The morning rays shifted into the window through the open white shades. An unwelcome guest for the two in the room as a pair of brown eye's shifted open to look towards the bed. At about the same time a pair of hazy emeralds snapped open from their restless sleep surverying the area frightenedly(is that even a word? ^_^;) before her eye's rested on Ryou and she smiled softly. His face was puzzled, why was she smiling? Was he really such a welcome site to her tired eye's? "Feeling any better?" He asked softly she nodded just as softly closing her eye's once more. "Your Father will be here shortly you know that don't you?" There was a quiet mumble of acknowledgement at this and he chuckled. She seemed past all worry, perhaps she had accepted her fate? Or perhaps she just remembered the last time and it wasn't that much worse. He knew what Bakura had done, all to well. There were a few unplesant moments of Silence, before he decided to speak again. "Do you...um, remember everyone from three years ago?" She nodded softly but did nothing else, as he softly took her hand, running his thumb over her palm. "Sometimes I wonder how things would have turned out, had I not thrown your fate off course..." He smiled softly at her, brown eye's steadily brimming with tears. "And now I can't stand the thought of never seeing your face again." He said softly pulling her small form into an almost comforting embrace. She suddenly felt her eye's brimming with tears. She was overcome, with a new feeling, something that consumed her utterly and entirely. She loved it. She missed this feeling for so long, there was no name for it, but it was what she felt whenever she was with Ryou...
But in the end she would go back to her shell when it was all over. That shell was the only thing that was constant. The Only thing the kept her safe.
The hospital door flew open and Pegasus ran into the room followed Malik, Karasu, a woman about the same age as he was with long purple hair, and a younger boy with long red hair and almost feminine air to his features, as Pegasus nearly smothered his daughter in his embrace. He began spewing questions at a pace that not even he could fully comprehend. Before his amber eye's narrowed at the white haired boy. "And they tell me your the one who found her?" He nodded. "Then I thank you."
They had sat around her bedside for a about an hour before the nurse arrived informing them visiting hours were over and she would be able to return home tommorow. Karasu has never heard her voice, but he was none the less facinated by the sound of it. Something it triggered a memory, he couldn't help but notice the younger boy, Suiichi flashing glares at him ever so often. For some reason he didn't trust him, (Suiichi didn't trust Karasu meaning.) although Karasu had no idea why, considering he had never meet the boy in his life. Slowly they stood to leave as everyone filed out, Ryou gave the girl a soft peck on her forehead and left, however two people remained in the room other than it's current occupant.
"Did you honestly think I wouldn't remember you Karasu?" the red haired teen asked his eye's narrowing suspisously. Karasu frowned confused at his current predicament. "What are you talking about I don't even now you! At least not until now and your already accusing me of being someone else?" Suiichi's eye's narrowed dangerously at the older black haired man. "Now if you'll excuse me I won't bother you again." He remarked taking hold of the doorknob tossing it back and swiftly flicking several strands of silky black hair out of the way. "To each his own."
Kurama glared indignantly. Then look to the red head sitting up in the hospital bed, an intrested expression on her face. "Do you believe that someone could look almost identical to someone else and not be that person?" She smiled serenly. "I do." She stated simply. "And yet, if Karasu is the person I think he is then he obviously has improved his acting skills or has forgotten the entire ordeal." His mind slowly began to ponder diffrent possabilities. That is until Danielle started speaking. "The maybe, this person never existed in the first place. or maybe the person we know now doesn't exist. But since no one seems to remember him but you.." At that moment he wasn't sure if it was wisdom or insanity that made her say what she was about to say, but somehow it made sense, that somehow, if you forget something it could never have happened in the first place.
"Imprint the memory into the conciousness...rewrite the record...The thing you don't remember is the thing that doesn't exist."
Oh how simple it would be, to simply rewrite what you wanted to happen. OR as Danielle knew, how easy it WAS to mess with the rules of fate, for the one you love or otherwise.