Thanks for the reviews and sorry for nothing recent but I've been busy with work and all that crap but good news I'm out with an injury. Time to catch up on sleep and my writing!
Keaka was just getting ready to walk out the door when it swung open nearly hitting her in the face.
"Whoa!" She yelled.
"Oh uh sorry sis." Kuwabara said. "Hey Kurama said he needs to see you a.s.a.p..."
"What for? Is something wrong?"
"I don't know but he said to meet him along the border of the Makai." Kuwabara said taking off his shoes and going over to the fridge.
"The Makai?" Keaka said putting on her shoes.
"Yeah that's all he would say though."
"Alright I'm off then. Cover for me."
"Don't worry Shizeru will be none the wiser."
"Thanks bro. Sayonara bye-bye."
"See ya and be careful."
"When am I not?" Keaka said with a quick smile and was off.
After all those dreams and reliving the past it didn't even feel as if she had been gone. The dense Makai air hit her before she crossed its borders leaving her feeling almost giddy. It carried a smell of blood, primal rage and adventure.
"Hello Keaka." Kurama said with a short wave.
"Hey kitsune. So what's up?" Keaka said hugging her friend.
"I want to show you something. A place I promised to take you a long time ago." He said taking her hand in his and beginning to walk.
"What do you mean?" Keaka asked a little nervous and somewhat confused.
"You'll see." Kurama said with a sly grin. The couple walked not saying much merely taking in their surroundings.
"This place is familiar." Keaka said after they had gone some distance.
"It should." Kurama said softly. Keaka looked around at the scorched foundation and suddenly felt dizzy. Her breath hitched in her throat when she realized that this was where she had spent a good deal of her past life, Gavlers. Keaka turned around to look at Kurama. He stood there with his hands in his pockets watching her reaction to all of this.
"Kurama how, how, what is…" Keaka trailed off unable to congeal a whole sentence.
"Over there." Kurama said pointing to a rose bush. Keaka hesitantly walked over and looked down to see a small memorial headstone. Keaka's knee's buckled under weight and she fell to the ground. Her fingers reached out to trace the letters carved into the stone.
"Rin." She choked out. Kurama knelt beside her wrapping his arms around her for comfort. After a moment had passed Kurama helped her to her feet.
"This is not what I wanted to show you." He said taking her hand and leading her away.
"Kurama how did you find out?" Keaka asked wiping her tears.
"How did I find out what?" Kurama asked innocently.
"That I was or well a part of me was Mayumi Taisho."
Kurama merely smiled to himself and said nothing. Keaka sighed once again admiring her surroundings. Feeling her feet become heavy and her legs hesitant as they approached the spot where Yoko had convinced a naïve Mayumi to attack the caravan.
"It's alright. Come on Keaka-chan." Kurama said putting his arm around her shoulders leading her along.
"There's just so many…" Keaka shook her head and looked at the ground.
"Believe me when I say I know how you feel." He said soothingly. Keaka closed her eyes not wanting to see where the incident had taken place and nearly dozed off while still walking. She felt Kurama lift her off the ground and into his strong arms.
"Wake up Keaka we've arrived." Kurama whispered softly. Keaka awoke from her dozed sleep feeling groggy and disoriented. Kurama placed her back down on the ground and sat on the ground. Keaka followed suit rubbing her eyes.
"So what is this place?" Keaka asked.
"It's called the Moon Flow."Kurama said.
"Why is called that?"
"When it gets darker you will see." He said simply.
"Tell me how you found out." She said. Kurama sighed and smiled a little to himself.
"I've suspected all along." He said looking at her. Keaka returned his gaze.
"How is that?"
"The first time I saw you after I had stolen the Forlorn Hope I picked up on a slight should I say twinge of spirit energy that I recognized immediately."
"So that's why you asked me to meet you to take the artifact instead of Yusuke because you thought I was her."
"Yes that is correct. However over the years I've realized that in many ways you are her but in a lot of ways you are not. That you are your own person with merely a slight impression of Mayu."
"Were you disappointed when you realized I wasn't completely her?"
"I can't say I was. It was more of a grief only because I miss her deeply and was quite upset when I found out what happened to her." Kurama said pulling out the note book she had been writing down everything in.
"Where did you get that from?" Keaka asked a little upset. Kurama looked at her a bit surprised.
"You gave it to me remember? To see if there was anything wrong with your math calculations." He said somewhat amused.
"Oh yeah. I forgot." She said cooling down.
"Silly." Kurama said laughing playfully shoving her. Keaka returned the shove and laughed as well. The sun set casting brilliant colors across the Moon Flows waters.
"Now watch." Kurama whispered pointing to the center. Keaka watched amazed as tiny bits of lights that almost resembled stars rose up and formed twinkling strings of light that slowly intertwined with each other, separated and swung around each other forming intricate patterns.
"Oh wow." Keaka exclaimed. "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?" She asked amazed.
"Yes." Kurama said staring at her lovingly. Keaka caught his gaze out of the corner of her eye and blushed. Kurama edged closer to her brushing his lips against her cheek urging her to turn towards him. Keaka looked at him almost melting as his eyes sparkled.
"You are something else Kurama." She said leaning closer to him.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He asked grinning.
"Definitely a good thing."
"Well then good." Kurama whispered kissing her softly on the lips. Keaka wrapped her arms around him enjoying the warmth and love that Kurama emitted. After the kiss ended Keaka rested comfortably in Kurama's embrace smiling to herself.
'Yoko and Mayumi screwed up big time but maybe Shuichi and Kesaki can have a chance.'