Crimson Roses

Chapter 2: Memories (Age Five)

Author's note: There is a little drama. Also I'm calling Shuiichi Kurama now, (since that was the main thing last chapter.) But he is still called Shuiichi by his family.

The little house in Ningenkai had a gloomy look to it. The grass was not cut and the weeds were not pulled from the flower garden. If you were the neighbors you would know that a misfortune had fallen on the small family. If you knew the family you would know that memories clouded the family's heads.

Kurama got out of the family van. His long auburn hair was tied back in a lose ponytail. He wore a traditional kimono. His mother turned off the vehicle.

Kurama sighed and walked over to her side of the car and grabbed her hand and gently pulled her into the house. They walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. Kurama rubbed his mother's back trying to keep her calm.

His mother looked at him with a new stream of tears. "You shouldn't be trying to comfort me Shuiichi. I'm the adult. Shuiichi dear you haven't cried once since your father died. You only stared blankly. You do not did to hold it all in.

Your father is watching us from spirit world now." His mother said stroking his hair.

Kurama looked up at his mother. 'Why don't I cry? When the hospital called telling mother and I father was killed in a car accident. I wasn't even surprised. I fell like death is nothing. I want to cry, but I simply cannot. I never cry!' Kurama looked up at his mother.

"Mother your right father is looking after us in spirit world. And I don't think father would want us to be sad so I'm going to be strong for him." Kurama said carefully. His mother smiled weakly.

It has been two weeks since the funeral, but his mother was still mourning his death. 'Why did father have to die? He made mother sad.' Kurama walked towards the greenhouse in the back yard. His mother had always loved gardening.

He hardly ever came there. When he was around a lot of plants he would see silver and gold flashes in his mind, but today he had to go in there. He was going to find a rose for mother so she would feel better. "I'm going to make mother happy again." He mumbled.

He walked into the greenhouse and down to the flower section. He stopped in from of the rose bushes. He looked at them. All the roses were withered or dead. Kurama frowned. "But mother needs one so she can feel better!" he mumbled sadly.

He looked at his feet kicking the dirt a little shutting his eyes. Yet again he could not cry and anger filled his heart. He heard a snap and felt something hit his foot. He opened his eyes and blinked in surprise. There lied a beautiful red rose. He bent down and picked it up.

He stood up again feeling the velvet texture of the petals. He could swear for a second he thought he heard it purring like a cat, but as quick as it came it was gone. He looked at the bush once again and gasped backing up and tripping on a rock falling on his bottom. The bush was full of beautiful blossoms. The bush was surrounding by a misty green aura.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes thinking he was hallucinating. He opened his eyes. The aura was gone, but the beautiful flowers were still there. "Uh thaa..nk..youu." he grabbed the rose that had fallen his trip and ran out of the greenhouse.

He shut door and slid down it panting. 'Whoa, that was not normal, but I did get the rose.' Kurama looked at his hand that held the rose. He stood up and made his way to the house slowly.

He found his mother in the kitchen making tea. He ran up to her and held out the rose. "Mother, I picked this for you so you will be happy again." His mother smiled at him and took the rose. "Shuiichi, dear thank you. I will put it in a vase." She said hugging him.

'She doesn't smell like salt tears. Maybe she is going to be happy again.' Kurama smiled at this thought. He did not know why, but he cherished that his mother loved him. He felt like he never had this till he was born.

He knew this sounded strange, but he felt like before his birth he never knew the feeling. Only a distant hatred and loneliness, but there was also excitement and a thrill in risk. He did not know why he felt this way or how he could have these feelings, but he knew they were there.

"Shuiichi, dear would you like some tea? Maybe you can guess what type it is and empress me." His mother said giggling. "You, usually get it right. I made you a hard one." She smiled warmly. 'I did it! Mother is smiling for real this time.' Kurama smiled proud of his self. "Okay mother. I will try, but I'm warning you. I'm good." Kurama smiled goofy. "Well, we will se about that."

(IMPORTANT NOTE: I thought it would be cool to see his mother's POV. So this is her point of view when Kurama was in the greenhouse to late tonight.)

IT STARTS HERE!

I watched my son go into the greenhouse. I have never seen him go in there before. He does not seem to like plants. I was planting a violet, when he passed. Mumbling "I'm going to make mother happy again." My heart felt like it had shattered. Guilt filled my mind.

I realized then, that I had been making Shuiichi worried and upset. I should have been strong and supportive for him, but I was weak and distant. I made a promise to myself at that moment, that I would support and protect Shuiichi until the end of time.

I stood up and brushed the dirt from my pants and walked into the house. I smiled; Shuiichi is a very gifted child. I remember one day I caught him reading out loud in his room from an old magazine. He pronounced everything smoothly and he was only four at the time.

I didn't tell him I saw because he seemed like he wanted it to be a surprise, but he still has not showed me. Well it did surprise me a lot then. It's not normal four a four year old child to read so clearly if at all. I did not teach him. I think it was his cousin that must have shown him. He was here for the holidays when he was three.

Shuiichi is very intelligent, but there is also something much deeper then that. He sometimes seems distance and even frightening, but then he will surprise you with a picture being completely innocence. I don't think Shuiichi even notices this. Even thou I don't care if he is a little strange, he is my son and I love him and he needs me.

I opened the bathroom door and rinsed the tears stained and dirt from my face and put my favorite perfume on "White shoulders". I walked to the kitchen and started a pot of raspberry tea. (bare with me, I know this tea is used to help child birth, but I can't think of anything else.) I heard the door open and turned around.

There was Shuiichi with a crimson rose in his hand. He held it up to me and spoke, "I picked this for you mother, so you can be happy again." I smiled warmly and hugged him. "Thank you, it's beautiful. I'll put it in a vase." Shuiichi smiled brightly.

"I'm making tea, maybe you can guess what kind it is and impress me." I giggled. "Okay, but I'm warning you, I'm good!" he said looking at me with a goofy face. I'm going to keep you happy long as I can my child.

The End!

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