Seeing is Believing
By Kiara Jaganshi
Chapter 10, Sentimental Values
A/N: Okay, here's the long awaited update! Anyway, sorry for the long wait. It happens that when I was supposed to update it a while back, I got really sick. I came home from school, then in the middle of the night, I woke up screaming and all cause my stomach hurt like hell. You wouldn't believe it. It was so painful. They took me to the Emergency Room around 3 in the morning, and when I got there, they stuck a needle in my arm. One in my elbow place, and one on my wrist. There were two bottles of blood stuck on me, and I almost fainted, even being the gore lover that I am. I felt horrible. Then they made me drink this cup of awful nasty white stuff, and all of it, and it made me want to gag, and I couldn't feel my tongue, lips, mouth, throat, stomach, or anything else it touched, including my finger which I stuck in there, and I felt a little better. Then they wheeled me around in a wheelchair for a couple of hours. And guess what? I'm afraid of wheelchairs. Don't ask. It was all thanks to a movie a dear friend forced me to watch… (glares at Yume) If you really want to know, I'll tell you. But anyway, they took a bunch of x-rays of me, I still hurt like hell, and they thought I had appendicitis. It was stupid. I told them I didn't. Then they told me I could only eat liquids and jello and all that good stuff, gave me medicine, and told me to come back on Friday. Did I? HELL NO! Anyway, then I went for a couple weeks with little pangs, but now I'm completely healed. But what else happened to slow my update? happened. He log on screen wouldn't come on. It's happened to me before. Last time, it went on for 4 months before I could log on again. And now, I can log on! Weee!!! I'm back!!! My tummy don't hurt!!! Kurama is hot! Youko is hotter! So on, so forth!!! Anyway, here's the chapter you all wanted dearly!
Note: Most things that are all italics are probably flashbacks. Probably. Besides talking in your mind and all. You guys know what I mean.
Disclaimer: You know what? I'm really getting tired of this for some reason… -sigh- Maybe cause it's a continual reminder that I don't own Youko Kurama? -another sigh- I don't know… I'm so melodramatic sometimes. Anyway, you know it. I don't own no one. Besides Kiara. She's mine. And Sliver, another reminder, Kiara is a fiction of my imagination, not a Mary-Sue. Just to let you know, once again. Thank you, and I hope to see you in my reviews again. –bows and walks away-
Guess whose prov it is? Tee hee!
Hmm… Kurama was one interesting person… I can't really get him out of my mind… I can't believe he's a youkai as well! And that Yuseke and the rest know about us and all. It's a disturbing thought… Hiei's probably still sneaking into my head, or at least trying too… I've known he was the one who tried to get into my mind, but I just shrugged it off as some ningen who can't control their powers, or aren't aware of them. Maybe I shouldn't have dismissed the Jagan Eye out so quickly… So glad I didn't tell them everything.
Ooh… But for some reason, I feel so drawn to that Kurama… Or Suichi, whatever he goes by… He's so nice to me, and polite. I haven't seen a guy so polite before in my life! Especially since he's a youkai, but… He's just too nice… What does he want? He must have something up his little youkai ass…
Oh god. Did I just think that? Uncle Inuyasha is rubbing off on me…
Somewhere else
Kurama sat comfortably on the corner of his forest green bed. He gave off a heartfelt sigh. Nothing was going according to plan.
'It's not my fault! He asked what we wanted with that daughter of his, so I replied just as honestly as I could! You know what I said was true.'
'Youko, please, save me the excuses. I've heard them over and over from you before. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go do homework,' Kurama replied, getting up and walking over to his desk area, picking up a history book that was carelessly thrown onto the floor on the way.
'But don't you remember the thrill? It was amazing... And so fun. C'mon! You know it was.'
Flashback
"Come here, avatar," Seshomaru commanded Kurama after Kiara, Yume, and Mylin had politely excused themselves from the group, with urging and help from the Taiyoukai, Hanyou, and Kitsune-Youkai. The silent lord led him out of the room and into yet another adjoining room; surprisingly with no windows and no furniture to speak of besides the small, waist high table holding up the small lamp.
"Lord Seshomaru? What could you possibly have to say to this one?" Kurama asked mockingly, his face a display of innocence.
"You know of what this Seshomaru speaks of," Seshomaru seethed, showing a display of emotion not usually seen in the silent taiyoukai. "You dare to mock this lord?"
"Of course not," Kurama replied fluidly. "I am merely showing my respect for you through my humble riddles."
"That is not what I have brought you forth for, avatar. What is your goal in seducing my daughter?"
Kurama's face stayed completely straight. "Why nothing, my lord. I just wish to stay close to her, hoping to be of some aid to the great taiyoukai, known throughout the lands of all Asia."
Seshomaru began to growl, but then stopped suddenly as Kurama's eyes began to change to yellow around the edges.
"So sorry, old chap," Youko drawled out. "Kurama kept me from talking. You know how humans are. Anyway, I wish to make your beloved daughter mine." His eyes flashed as he stated that. "I will make her mine, despite your opinion."
"Do as you wish," the taiyoukai sneered. "For her to fall into your unworthy hands would be neigh impossible."
"We will see about that."
End Flashback
Kurama awoke from his reminiscing with a jerk. He was sill mad at Youko, and there was no reason to remember such things.
'Damn you, Youko...'
Elsewhere in a Tree…Hiei was deep in thought in a high tree in the forest. It was a cool night, and the breeze made the leaves shake with a musical twinkle.
'That kitsune... Always doing things because of his emotions... NOW who's going to get him out of it... What is he doing, anyway... Toying with the daughter of a taiyoukai... Never the less, a strong taiyoukai at that... If only my Jagan could work-.'
Hiei sat up on his comfortable tree branch.
'Now why didn't I think of that earlier?'
Somewhere Else…. (I'm so creative)
A man with dark brown hair down to the middle of his back paced across the floor. He waited impatiently for someone, anyway, to come.
Finally, the door to the warehouse creaked open, and a tall, beautiful women (who seemed as if her eyes glowed in the dark) with short, black hair stepped in, carrying a small bundle wrapped in furs in her arms.
The man smiled at her, not with a smile of gratitude and friendship, but one of sinister evil. He walked over to her, making sure he stayed out of reach from her.
"Give it to me."
The women wagged her finger in front of him. "Not until I get what I came for."
"Give it to me," the man told her again, with desperation in his voice.
"No. Give ME what I came for first."
Finally giving in, the man took out a small book from his jacket pocket. "Here," he said, throwing is over to her feet. "Now please, give it here!"
The women smiled at him and tossed the bundle over, carefully picking up the book. Its cover was fading, and some of its transcripts were very hard to read.
"Ah. The hardships and downside of printing on the skin of humans…" she muttered as she lovingly caressed the book with one hand.
"Now get out," the man commanded, his tone now harsh. "Move. I need room, and quiet. Yes, quiet. Get out, Nami."
The women once again looked at the man with a smile. "You're welcome, Yain." She turned and walked back towards the door, swishing her hips all the more. "Just don't call me in the middle of the night," she added seductively. When seeing that all of his concentration was on the fur-wrapped bundle, she slammed the door after her, walking into the darkness that was night…