10 Years of Waiting
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 8a - Omoide no Ketsueki
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, & never will, but I own Kurohi & Yamiryuinu, as y'all should know by now. Oh, and in one of the last chapters, Kurohi living forever with his friends was my best friend's idea! Arigatou~~!! Oh, and it's also a trait for a different species in a different fanfic she & I are doing together, but the pairings are still in question. So far, there is KuramaXHiei (or reverse) OC(Name: Azura)/??? OC(Name: Angel)/??? Botan/Koenma(?) Yusuke/Keiko, and a few others. 'scalled, "Dark Roads, Darker Memories." 1st chapter still in-progress due to the fact we live a city apart an' can only talk on the phone & can only visit on weekends!
"speaking" [thinking] {noise} ~~~~~~ POV change ****** beginning/ending of dreams ********* flashback beginning/endings //Telepathic speech// *** passing of time /strange voice/
I HATE school! It keeps me from updating! Fortunately, if I keep finishing my CSAPs and continue to get there on time, I'll be able to work on this fic Friday! Yaaaaay! ^O^ Can't'cha tell I'm hy----per?! The only bad thing is, that I gotta get my shot then in the morning. (I'm 3 years overboard for my Tetanus... grrr... me hate needles *shudders*) Anyway, this chapter is kinda weird. Sorry, I couldn't find any lyrics that would work... Damn.
This chapter is subject to change later once I have time. I figured you loyal fans of mine had waited long enough.
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"Now I understand why you say technique no good on smart guy!" Baldak
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[So, he's going to die... I can't wait to put my plan into action, ridding myself of that pesky fly once and for all.]
"I'm postponing our marriage until next month."
"WHAT?! But Koenma-chan, you *can't* do that!"
"I can, and I will." He looked serious, despite his toddler form. [I need to figure a few things out before I do something I could regret later.] "If you really love me, Botan-chan, have a lover's patience, all right?"
"But I HAVE been waiting!!" she shrieked.
"Well, there's no harm letting you wait longer," he retorted, stamping a few more papers rather forcefully. [I hope he's all right...]
***
"So, Baldak! How are ya? Where ya been?"
"Baldak's been good Kurohi-san!" replied the prehistoric demon. He hung from a high tree branch, wings folded across his gray body. He descended and landed on the ground in front of his best friend. "Baldak just went for prey a bit ago."
"Oh?"
"Baldak lost prey again." He seemed upset. Kurohi laid one hide-gloved hand onto the demon's shoulder in sympathy.
"I can show you technique that lets takes hunt-ee by surprise." In truth, he was much smarter than to use simple language. He knew a lot, but he knew he had to speak with smaller words so his demon friend would understand him.
"Ah? Show Baldak! Show Baldak!!"
The brown-haired dragon demon spread his arms. He flapped them for emphasis. "Have wings, right? Fly?"
He nodded his gray head and pushed a few strands of lighter gray hair out of his eyes.
"When jump off tree, spread wings. Glide around prey and strike while back is turned. Not honorable fight, but good use. Not good against intelligent prey when repeated." [Like myself.]
"How know this work?"
"I fight on ground, yes?"
The pointy-eared demon nodded and perched on the tree again. A few dinosaurs munched on grass and trees a long distance behind him.
"I attack prey from behind. It die if strike hits weak point, yes?" he asked, gesturing against his own heart and throat with one hand.
Baldak nodded. "Yes! Prey die!"
"So, if attack quietly from air..." He jumped into the air and pretended to descend. "strike weak point..." He slashed one clawed hand in the air as if to cut a beast's throat. "and prey die, yes?!"
"Yes! Yes! Thanks, Kurohi-san! You very smart!"
"I tell you what I am. I Ryu Youkai."
"Ah. So that what you mean 'honor'. You very 'honor' race, yes? Tell Baldak more?"
Kurohi sat down. "I tell you secret. Big secret. I up next to rule my people, but I have competition. My brother, Ryu Youkai Oji Shirokoori-sama. I Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama. Shirokoori-sama want my rank. I want my rank. He not fit for rank!" He closed one clawed fist in the air. "But, I no have parts of rank. I supposed to have tail. I supposed to have horns and wings. I supposed to fly, but I no have any."
(A/N: Translation: I'll tell you a big secret. I am up next to rule my people, but I also have someone else going for the same thing. My brother is Ryu Youkai Oji Shirokoori-sama, and I am Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama. My brother wants my rank, but so do I. However, he is not fit to be the ruler. But I am different. I don't have what I should. I'm supposed to have a tail, horns and wings so I can fly, but I have none.)
"You high rank, but no have high rank stuffs?"
(A/N: Translation: You're of high rank but you don't have what people of your rank have?)
Kurohi nodded and stood up, eyes seemingly a bit more gray than blue. "That why I no like much."
(A/N: Translation: That's why I'm not liked much.)
"Baldak sorry," his friend replied, bowing his head.
"Why?" His blue eyes burned into his friend's without him knowing.
"Baldak have wings. Baldak fly. Kurohi no have wings, so no can fly." He snapped a claw. "Baldak know! Kurohi hop on back of Baldak! Kurohi fly!"
"You do that?"
The demon before him hopped on the ground again. "Yes! Yes! Baldak do! Baldak do! All can give for prey-catch method!" The demon smiled.
The brown-haired boy climbed on Baldak's thin back, and he flapped his wings. They rose into the air, and the Ryu prince was happily laughing for once.
"So... this what like to fly! This what like to be one with blue sky! Fly! Fly! Fly!!" He was almost jumping up and down. He looked down at his friend. "Friend for life, Baldak?"
"Until dead!"
"No! Past dead! Beyond dead! Friend forever!"
"Forever... there forever?"
(A/N: Translation: Forever... there is such a thing as forever?)
"Yes! Forever! Forever, forever, forever, forever ever!!" He liked Baldak. Very much. Not because he could fly, but because he was the only one ever nice to him.
Yes... friendship... was nice.
Everything went dark for Kurohi. He looked around, now on his knees in the void. [I can move myself now...]
"Yamiryuinu! What's going on?!" he called.
"It's... getting difficult to bring up memories."
This scared him a little. He stood up. "Now?! Why now, of all times?!"
Silence.
"Yamiryuinu!!" he yelled. No one answered him. He sat down against the cold "ground" of the dark void. He heard a soft rushing sound. Almost like water. He turned his head to the source, and saw a stream. Touching it gingerly for a second, he brought his fingertips away and came away with dripping red. He stiffened. "What the hell...? A river of... blood?" he whispered. "Yamiryuinu! Baldak!! Any of you! Can anyone hear me?!" Silence. Then he screamed, "GET ME THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!" Tears formed in his eyes; he hastily wiped them away. When his vision cleared, he saw the two men in white coats.
He saw himself again, and then...
He was that other self. His thin arms flexed but stopped as the bite of the needle shifted in his veins. Kurohi held still. He felt groggy, as if he had just awoken. His spine hurt. A lot.
He felt angry. He had none of his skins tied around his now naked form.
Where was he?
This odd man would pay once he got out! "What you doing to me?!! You tell me nothing! You do something! What you do?!! Ge-aahhh!!" His spine elongated and fur covered the new appendage.
So... a tail now, huh? So that's how...
"LET ME THE FUCK OUT, YOU BASTARDS!!" He pounded the glass, new tail lashing with him...
It broke into pieces. He looked at his fist. He had never been so strong... Flitting over with speed he never possessed before, he gripped the mean man's neck, and crushed it easily. He fell over in a heap, and he looked to the kind man with a wild gaze. He removed the wires and needles from his arms and hands.
He closed his eyes, and reopened them once the storm had calmed. "You... never hurt me. I won't... ki-ll you..."
"You won't? You heard me speaking; you can speak coherently, too?"
"Yes. I won't kill you. I heard every word." His eyes grinned warmly, though his mouth didn't go anywhere. "I can't kill you. You're the only one of two that would never hurt me, right?"
"If you believe that to be so, yes."
He nodded. "I do." He opened his mouth to speak again, but then, the man disappeared. "Wait! I don't know your name!!" He appeared again, bloodied and hurt. "What the hell happened?"
"Run... They've come for you..."
Blood on the walls... Blood on the ground... on his *hands*... All over...
"No! I can't leave you!! Never leave you!" he cried, kneeling beside the man.
"Just... GO!!" The boy ran got up and ran. No one caught up.
He had left that kind man for dead.
He was sorry.
He shed a tear, and left the ruin behind.
Kurohi learned that it was now in the nineteen-nineties. He would never see Baldak again. Then again, Baldak was a tough friend. Time alone could never kill him.
And it didn't.
He saw him in a forest. The area still smelled strongly of him.
"Bal----dak!!" he called, using his old grunting tone. "Baldak! It's me! Kurohi!! Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama~!!"
"Kurohi! Kurohi's back?!!" He limply flew over and landed.
"Baldak!" he chirped. His happy face faded as he saw the damage upon his friend. "Your wings..." he murmured.
"Stupid mortal cut them up with his fists! Baldak draped over the branch like hide!!"
"How horrible... Here, let me help!" Using ki, he regenerated his friend's wings. They flapped powerfully.
"Now I understand why you say technique no good on smart guy! Get beat up!"
He chuckled. "Glad you learned." [Glad you still remember me.]
"You talk different. You look different, but still the same."
He looked at himself best he could. "You have, too. You speak a bit more fluently. I saw a stream nearby. I'll look there. Want to come, Baldak?"
He nodded, and together, they marched to a stream. Kurohi peered over the edge into the calmer waters, and he reeled back in shock, but nevertheless, looked again. He now had a silver "star-burst" of hair near his bangs. His once dark hair was now of a lighter shade with red highlights. He had an orange tail with black stripes that lashed left and right, but had the grip of a monkey.
His claws were gone. He still had no wings, but...
"Kurohi! On back! I see black mark! That bruise?"
Tugging off his blue tank top, revealed a black mark, but it was no bruise.
It was a tattoo. As if noticing him, it cooled his feverish skin with a gentle caress.
Wait, he hadn't been this hot during this time.
Everything faded out again.
"Yamiryuinu? What's going on with you? Are these memories corrupted?" he asked, panting. The heat...
"Not corrupted. Just... faded."
An unseen wind blew, and he came to with a hard headache. He groaned loudly and forced the pillow harshly against his head. "'Ryuinu?"
"You're awake! I'm sorry about what happened-"
"SHUT UP! YOU'RE MAKING MY HEAD **HURT WORSE**!!!" he screamed. He felt tears in his eyes, it hurt so bad.
"Gomen nasai," he replied quietly.
After a few moments of thrashing, he murmured, "Let me see him, can you bring him here?" Kurohi asked quietly. "I need to see him again... please..."
"Not yet. I have one more thing for you to go see."
"Wha.."
Again, he was basked in darkness.
[No, no, no... I... my head... please stop this... 'Ryuinu...!]
Then, he saw Botan. He suddenly had the urge to burn her alive despite his fading pain. (A/N: Roasty bubbles!) He saw Koenma, and heard him say, "I'm postponing our marriage until next month."
"WHAT?! But Koenma-chan, you can't do that!"
"I can, and I will." He looked serious, despite his toddler form. "If you really love me, Botan-chan, have a lover's patience, all right?"
Kurohi wanted to wring that "-chan" dry and use it on Koenma for the rest of eternity.
"But I HAVE been waiting!!"
"Well, there's no harm letting you wait longer," he retorted, stamping a few more papers rather forcefully. He looked bothered.
Realizing he was transparent, he figured there would be no harm in doing anything. He drifted over and wrapped his arms about the toddler's tense shoulders.
He seemed to relax, and Kurohi nuzzled his face against the ruler's neck, sighing softly. "Koenma-chan..." He waved his hand in front of the ruler's face, but there was no reaction... save the fact he felt him stiffen. Smirking evilly, he drifted over to Botan, and set a hand on her kimono. He heated up his hand until a small fire was set. She screeched like an angry Siren once she noticed and stomped her foot on the bottom of her pink robes to try and put the fire out.
Kurohi and Koenma laughed. Koenma then grabbed his pitcher of water, turned into his teen form in the motion, and let it gush on both HER and her robes. The girl yelped and shivered. "Koenma~!! That wasn't fully necessary!"
The brown-haired teen shrugged. "You were on fire. I had no choice."
"BAKA! Someone's IN here!"
"Yeah. You," he replied with a grin.
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT, BAKAYARO!"
"Oh?"
"A wandering spirit's here! There he -- Kurohi?!!" She pointed at him, and in shock, fell on her ass. Koenma looked in the direction of the finger. His gold eyes widened and watered slightly. Kurohi saw this and spoke.
"Koenma-chan! I'm NOT dead, all right?!!" His mouth moved, but he went unheard by the god. He didn't realize this. "Yamiryuinu just showed me all of this! I'm gonna come back to you! All right?!!" His eyes glossed as he said this, but he smiled reassuringly.
"B-Botan... I gotta... go... Could you finish these papers for me?! Thanks!!" He dashed out the door.
Botan smirked at Kurohi. "He couldn't hear you."
This pissed him off. "Then how can you...?!!"
"I'm supposed to," she replied, placing one slender hand on a wide hip.
"Tell him, then! Tell him I'm alive!" he shouted.
"Are you sure about that?"
He paused. "N..nan da do...?"
"Yes. You're dead. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this. Now let me cross you over."
He panicked. "NO! I mustn't've died! How can I be dead?! I withstood that pain in my mind caused by the forcing of my memories to surface!" He clutched his fists about four inches away from his chest.
His necklace pulsated furiously.
"It must have been a very... harsh spell. He wanted to kill you."
"He wanted to SAVE me!" he insisted. Kurohi then had the gall to add, "Now shut the fuck up, you stuck-up, prissy, attention-hogging, ugly, good-for- nothing bitch!!!! Oh, wait, you're uninterested in men, so you wouldn't wanna fuck me. I wouldn't wanna fuck you, anyway. So why don't you ram that godforsaken **SPOON** up your ******ASS******?! [1] Later, ugly!"
With that, he retreated, Botan fuming at his back.
End Day 8's Afternoon
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[1] His second to last sentence is courtesy of Kohaku Frost! My best friend alongside few!! ^_^ Leos come up with nice ideas, don't you agree?
omoide = memories
no = of (but you knew that one, right? It actually has many other meanings like that.)
ketsueki = blood
Mom postponed my tetanus cuz of CSAP! Gotta luv her!
Started 4/17/03, 4:18PM; Finished 4/2/03, 6:17PM
Revisions: 10/12/03
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Day 8a - Omoide no Ketsueki
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, & never will, but I own Kurohi & Yamiryuinu, as y'all should know by now. Oh, and in one of the last chapters, Kurohi living forever with his friends was my best friend's idea! Arigatou~~!! Oh, and it's also a trait for a different species in a different fanfic she & I are doing together, but the pairings are still in question. So far, there is KuramaXHiei (or reverse) OC(Name: Azura)/??? OC(Name: Angel)/??? Botan/Koenma(?) Yusuke/Keiko, and a few others. 'scalled, "Dark Roads, Darker Memories." 1st chapter still in-progress due to the fact we live a city apart an' can only talk on the phone & can only visit on weekends!
"speaking" [thinking] {noise} ~~~~~~ POV change ****** beginning/ending of dreams ********* flashback beginning/endings //Telepathic speech// *** passing of time /strange voice/
I HATE school! It keeps me from updating! Fortunately, if I keep finishing my CSAPs and continue to get there on time, I'll be able to work on this fic Friday! Yaaaaay! ^O^ Can't'cha tell I'm hy----per?! The only bad thing is, that I gotta get my shot then in the morning. (I'm 3 years overboard for my Tetanus... grrr... me hate needles *shudders*) Anyway, this chapter is kinda weird. Sorry, I couldn't find any lyrics that would work... Damn.
This chapter is subject to change later once I have time. I figured you loyal fans of mine had waited long enough.
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"Now I understand why you say technique no good on smart guy!" Baldak
-------------------------------------------
[So, he's going to die... I can't wait to put my plan into action, ridding myself of that pesky fly once and for all.]
"I'm postponing our marriage until next month."
"WHAT?! But Koenma-chan, you *can't* do that!"
"I can, and I will." He looked serious, despite his toddler form. [I need to figure a few things out before I do something I could regret later.] "If you really love me, Botan-chan, have a lover's patience, all right?"
"But I HAVE been waiting!!" she shrieked.
"Well, there's no harm letting you wait longer," he retorted, stamping a few more papers rather forcefully. [I hope he's all right...]
***
"So, Baldak! How are ya? Where ya been?"
"Baldak's been good Kurohi-san!" replied the prehistoric demon. He hung from a high tree branch, wings folded across his gray body. He descended and landed on the ground in front of his best friend. "Baldak just went for prey a bit ago."
"Oh?"
"Baldak lost prey again." He seemed upset. Kurohi laid one hide-gloved hand onto the demon's shoulder in sympathy.
"I can show you technique that lets takes hunt-ee by surprise." In truth, he was much smarter than to use simple language. He knew a lot, but he knew he had to speak with smaller words so his demon friend would understand him.
"Ah? Show Baldak! Show Baldak!!"
The brown-haired dragon demon spread his arms. He flapped them for emphasis. "Have wings, right? Fly?"
He nodded his gray head and pushed a few strands of lighter gray hair out of his eyes.
"When jump off tree, spread wings. Glide around prey and strike while back is turned. Not honorable fight, but good use. Not good against intelligent prey when repeated." [Like myself.]
"How know this work?"
"I fight on ground, yes?"
The pointy-eared demon nodded and perched on the tree again. A few dinosaurs munched on grass and trees a long distance behind him.
"I attack prey from behind. It die if strike hits weak point, yes?" he asked, gesturing against his own heart and throat with one hand.
Baldak nodded. "Yes! Prey die!"
"So, if attack quietly from air..." He jumped into the air and pretended to descend. "strike weak point..." He slashed one clawed hand in the air as if to cut a beast's throat. "and prey die, yes?!"
"Yes! Yes! Thanks, Kurohi-san! You very smart!"
"I tell you what I am. I Ryu Youkai."
"Ah. So that what you mean 'honor'. You very 'honor' race, yes? Tell Baldak more?"
Kurohi sat down. "I tell you secret. Big secret. I up next to rule my people, but I have competition. My brother, Ryu Youkai Oji Shirokoori-sama. I Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama. Shirokoori-sama want my rank. I want my rank. He not fit for rank!" He closed one clawed fist in the air. "But, I no have parts of rank. I supposed to have tail. I supposed to have horns and wings. I supposed to fly, but I no have any."
(A/N: Translation: I'll tell you a big secret. I am up next to rule my people, but I also have someone else going for the same thing. My brother is Ryu Youkai Oji Shirokoori-sama, and I am Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama. My brother wants my rank, but so do I. However, he is not fit to be the ruler. But I am different. I don't have what I should. I'm supposed to have a tail, horns and wings so I can fly, but I have none.)
"You high rank, but no have high rank stuffs?"
(A/N: Translation: You're of high rank but you don't have what people of your rank have?)
Kurohi nodded and stood up, eyes seemingly a bit more gray than blue. "That why I no like much."
(A/N: Translation: That's why I'm not liked much.)
"Baldak sorry," his friend replied, bowing his head.
"Why?" His blue eyes burned into his friend's without him knowing.
"Baldak have wings. Baldak fly. Kurohi no have wings, so no can fly." He snapped a claw. "Baldak know! Kurohi hop on back of Baldak! Kurohi fly!"
"You do that?"
The demon before him hopped on the ground again. "Yes! Yes! Baldak do! Baldak do! All can give for prey-catch method!" The demon smiled.
The brown-haired boy climbed on Baldak's thin back, and he flapped his wings. They rose into the air, and the Ryu prince was happily laughing for once.
"So... this what like to fly! This what like to be one with blue sky! Fly! Fly! Fly!!" He was almost jumping up and down. He looked down at his friend. "Friend for life, Baldak?"
"Until dead!"
"No! Past dead! Beyond dead! Friend forever!"
"Forever... there forever?"
(A/N: Translation: Forever... there is such a thing as forever?)
"Yes! Forever! Forever, forever, forever, forever ever!!" He liked Baldak. Very much. Not because he could fly, but because he was the only one ever nice to him.
Yes... friendship... was nice.
Everything went dark for Kurohi. He looked around, now on his knees in the void. [I can move myself now...]
"Yamiryuinu! What's going on?!" he called.
"It's... getting difficult to bring up memories."
This scared him a little. He stood up. "Now?! Why now, of all times?!"
Silence.
"Yamiryuinu!!" he yelled. No one answered him. He sat down against the cold "ground" of the dark void. He heard a soft rushing sound. Almost like water. He turned his head to the source, and saw a stream. Touching it gingerly for a second, he brought his fingertips away and came away with dripping red. He stiffened. "What the hell...? A river of... blood?" he whispered. "Yamiryuinu! Baldak!! Any of you! Can anyone hear me?!" Silence. Then he screamed, "GET ME THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!" Tears formed in his eyes; he hastily wiped them away. When his vision cleared, he saw the two men in white coats.
He saw himself again, and then...
He was that other self. His thin arms flexed but stopped as the bite of the needle shifted in his veins. Kurohi held still. He felt groggy, as if he had just awoken. His spine hurt. A lot.
He felt angry. He had none of his skins tied around his now naked form.
Where was he?
This odd man would pay once he got out! "What you doing to me?!! You tell me nothing! You do something! What you do?!! Ge-aahhh!!" His spine elongated and fur covered the new appendage.
So... a tail now, huh? So that's how...
"LET ME THE FUCK OUT, YOU BASTARDS!!" He pounded the glass, new tail lashing with him...
It broke into pieces. He looked at his fist. He had never been so strong... Flitting over with speed he never possessed before, he gripped the mean man's neck, and crushed it easily. He fell over in a heap, and he looked to the kind man with a wild gaze. He removed the wires and needles from his arms and hands.
He closed his eyes, and reopened them once the storm had calmed. "You... never hurt me. I won't... ki-ll you..."
"You won't? You heard me speaking; you can speak coherently, too?"
"Yes. I won't kill you. I heard every word." His eyes grinned warmly, though his mouth didn't go anywhere. "I can't kill you. You're the only one of two that would never hurt me, right?"
"If you believe that to be so, yes."
He nodded. "I do." He opened his mouth to speak again, but then, the man disappeared. "Wait! I don't know your name!!" He appeared again, bloodied and hurt. "What the hell happened?"
"Run... They've come for you..."
Blood on the walls... Blood on the ground... on his *hands*... All over...
"No! I can't leave you!! Never leave you!" he cried, kneeling beside the man.
"Just... GO!!" The boy ran got up and ran. No one caught up.
He had left that kind man for dead.
He was sorry.
He shed a tear, and left the ruin behind.
Kurohi learned that it was now in the nineteen-nineties. He would never see Baldak again. Then again, Baldak was a tough friend. Time alone could never kill him.
And it didn't.
He saw him in a forest. The area still smelled strongly of him.
"Bal----dak!!" he called, using his old grunting tone. "Baldak! It's me! Kurohi!! Ryu Youkai Oji Kurohi-sama~!!"
"Kurohi! Kurohi's back?!!" He limply flew over and landed.
"Baldak!" he chirped. His happy face faded as he saw the damage upon his friend. "Your wings..." he murmured.
"Stupid mortal cut them up with his fists! Baldak draped over the branch like hide!!"
"How horrible... Here, let me help!" Using ki, he regenerated his friend's wings. They flapped powerfully.
"Now I understand why you say technique no good on smart guy! Get beat up!"
He chuckled. "Glad you learned." [Glad you still remember me.]
"You talk different. You look different, but still the same."
He looked at himself best he could. "You have, too. You speak a bit more fluently. I saw a stream nearby. I'll look there. Want to come, Baldak?"
He nodded, and together, they marched to a stream. Kurohi peered over the edge into the calmer waters, and he reeled back in shock, but nevertheless, looked again. He now had a silver "star-burst" of hair near his bangs. His once dark hair was now of a lighter shade with red highlights. He had an orange tail with black stripes that lashed left and right, but had the grip of a monkey.
His claws were gone. He still had no wings, but...
"Kurohi! On back! I see black mark! That bruise?"
Tugging off his blue tank top, revealed a black mark, but it was no bruise.
It was a tattoo. As if noticing him, it cooled his feverish skin with a gentle caress.
Wait, he hadn't been this hot during this time.
Everything faded out again.
"Yamiryuinu? What's going on with you? Are these memories corrupted?" he asked, panting. The heat...
"Not corrupted. Just... faded."
An unseen wind blew, and he came to with a hard headache. He groaned loudly and forced the pillow harshly against his head. "'Ryuinu?"
"You're awake! I'm sorry about what happened-"
"SHUT UP! YOU'RE MAKING MY HEAD **HURT WORSE**!!!" he screamed. He felt tears in his eyes, it hurt so bad.
"Gomen nasai," he replied quietly.
After a few moments of thrashing, he murmured, "Let me see him, can you bring him here?" Kurohi asked quietly. "I need to see him again... please..."
"Not yet. I have one more thing for you to go see."
"Wha.."
Again, he was basked in darkness.
[No, no, no... I... my head... please stop this... 'Ryuinu...!]
Then, he saw Botan. He suddenly had the urge to burn her alive despite his fading pain. (A/N: Roasty bubbles!) He saw Koenma, and heard him say, "I'm postponing our marriage until next month."
"WHAT?! But Koenma-chan, you can't do that!"
"I can, and I will." He looked serious, despite his toddler form. "If you really love me, Botan-chan, have a lover's patience, all right?"
Kurohi wanted to wring that "-chan" dry and use it on Koenma for the rest of eternity.
"But I HAVE been waiting!!"
"Well, there's no harm letting you wait longer," he retorted, stamping a few more papers rather forcefully. He looked bothered.
Realizing he was transparent, he figured there would be no harm in doing anything. He drifted over and wrapped his arms about the toddler's tense shoulders.
He seemed to relax, and Kurohi nuzzled his face against the ruler's neck, sighing softly. "Koenma-chan..." He waved his hand in front of the ruler's face, but there was no reaction... save the fact he felt him stiffen. Smirking evilly, he drifted over to Botan, and set a hand on her kimono. He heated up his hand until a small fire was set. She screeched like an angry Siren once she noticed and stomped her foot on the bottom of her pink robes to try and put the fire out.
Kurohi and Koenma laughed. Koenma then grabbed his pitcher of water, turned into his teen form in the motion, and let it gush on both HER and her robes. The girl yelped and shivered. "Koenma~!! That wasn't fully necessary!"
The brown-haired teen shrugged. "You were on fire. I had no choice."
"BAKA! Someone's IN here!"
"Yeah. You," he replied with a grin.
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT, BAKAYARO!"
"Oh?"
"A wandering spirit's here! There he -- Kurohi?!!" She pointed at him, and in shock, fell on her ass. Koenma looked in the direction of the finger. His gold eyes widened and watered slightly. Kurohi saw this and spoke.
"Koenma-chan! I'm NOT dead, all right?!!" His mouth moved, but he went unheard by the god. He didn't realize this. "Yamiryuinu just showed me all of this! I'm gonna come back to you! All right?!!" His eyes glossed as he said this, but he smiled reassuringly.
"B-Botan... I gotta... go... Could you finish these papers for me?! Thanks!!" He dashed out the door.
Botan smirked at Kurohi. "He couldn't hear you."
This pissed him off. "Then how can you...?!!"
"I'm supposed to," she replied, placing one slender hand on a wide hip.
"Tell him, then! Tell him I'm alive!" he shouted.
"Are you sure about that?"
He paused. "N..nan da do...?"
"Yes. You're dead. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this. Now let me cross you over."
He panicked. "NO! I mustn't've died! How can I be dead?! I withstood that pain in my mind caused by the forcing of my memories to surface!" He clutched his fists about four inches away from his chest.
His necklace pulsated furiously.
"It must have been a very... harsh spell. He wanted to kill you."
"He wanted to SAVE me!" he insisted. Kurohi then had the gall to add, "Now shut the fuck up, you stuck-up, prissy, attention-hogging, ugly, good-for- nothing bitch!!!! Oh, wait, you're uninterested in men, so you wouldn't wanna fuck me. I wouldn't wanna fuck you, anyway. So why don't you ram that godforsaken **SPOON** up your ******ASS******?! [1] Later, ugly!"
With that, he retreated, Botan fuming at his back.
End Day 8's Afternoon
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[1] His second to last sentence is courtesy of Kohaku Frost! My best friend alongside few!! ^_^ Leos come up with nice ideas, don't you agree?
omoide = memories
no = of (but you knew that one, right? It actually has many other meanings like that.)
ketsueki = blood
Mom postponed my tetanus cuz of CSAP! Gotta luv her!
Started 4/17/03, 4:18PM; Finished 4/2/03, 6:17PM
Revisions: 10/12/03