Blood red roses-
Okay I'm sorry that this has taken so long to get done. I've been busy.
This chap is a little odd. I'm not sure if it's good or not. Oh and the poems an old one I dug out.
And thanks to all who reviewed One day I'll do review responses
Disclaimer I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Telepathic conversations
"Keep your eyes open. Look for anything unusual." Kurama yelled to the others.
Kuwabara looked sick. The red heads face was green and horror was evident in his eyes. Kurama could understand. Few things were worse than this.
Yusuke was doing better. He had looked rattled when they had first found the bodies, but he had recovered quickly. On the inside…..he was scared. He knew when Koenma had first mentioned torture he'd thought of Keiko and his mother. They were his life lines.
Hiei to had recovered. The fire demons tears from earlier had ended. Kurama still couldn't understand why he'd reacted like that. He was sure Hiei had seen worse slaughtering. So had he, but then again the sight of the mother and children had sent him into the past, so maybe Hiei had a past to.
Kitsune. What are we looking for? There is no one here.
I know Hiei. But we have to look. There has to be something here.
This is pointless.
There had to be something. He knew Hiei couldn't sense anything, neither could he. But there had to be something. You couldn't murder so many people with out leaving any trace. There had to be something!
Oh, there is something here Kurama.
Kurama's eyes grew wide. The voice that filled Kurama's head wasn't the normal surly monotone of Hiei, but a smooth calm one that had a hint of taunting in it.
Don't you know who I am Kurama? Haven't you guessed?
Who are you? Did you do this?
Oh Kurama so naïve. It feels like I've known you forever.
Are you Daisuke Mikagi?
All of that will be answered in time, my dear friend.
Where are you? When can I see you.
Look at the wall for there is the key.
With those words the connection to Daisuke was severed. Kurama blinked in confusion. Where was he? And why did he signal me out?
Because he can relate to you.
The thought startled him. He knew almost nothing about the man, but…… he was like him. He had been raised in the ningen world.
Kurama shook his head, dismissing the thought. He probably knows that Hiei blocks his mind and Yusuke and Kuwabara can only relay a few words telepathically (don't know if that's right or not )
He considered telling the others about the message but decided against it. Yusuke and Kuwabara would start blasting things.
He said look at the wall. What did he mean, the key?
From what he could see it was covered in chains bodies. Slowly he moved closer examining it. No nothing on this end. Just chains. He walked down farther away from the group, towards the darker side of the ware house.
The chains were less frequent here and there was more room between the wall and bodies. Then he saw it.
Drawn on the wall in blood was a red rose.
An/ You do know I could have been mean and ended it there? But this chapter has just been sitting in my notebook forever. In fact it was supposed to be the last chapter but I had an idea and…well you know.
Okay now back to Blood red roses.
Kurama gasped in shock.. That was what he meant by the key.
And how fitting, he thought bitterly. A rose, the key to my survival in so many ways. It is my salvation and punishment. My tears and laughter all as one.
Glancing back at the others, he reached up and touched the rose.
All at once the world seemed to fade away. He could feel the blood on his fingers. Yusuke and Kuwabara's shouts echoed around him. Hiei's face swam before his eyes. Then there was darkness……
"Hello, Kurama or, is it Suichi? It's so hard to remember all your identities"
Kurama jumped in confusion. He wasn't in the back of the warehouse anymore, but in a dark room. Yusuke and the rest were gone He was standing up, but he didn't know for how long he could manage it.
"Aren't you going to greet me, Kurama-sama ?"
It was the voice he had heard earlier, but the man who had caused so much pain was nowhere to be seen. It was not telepathic or a figment of his imagination. His voice seemed to come from the very air surrounding him.
"No?… Well then at least answer me this, are you afraid? Do you fear for your life?"
Was he afraid? It was a simple question that needed only a simple answer. But …….. was he afraid? He could easily die here, there was no doubt in his mind about that. But was he afraid?
I'm worried about the others. I can't sense them. They could be dead for all I know. I'm sacred for my mother and her safety. But no that's not the answer. Am I afraid?
Why would I be? Dying here would be a blessing. Never again would I have to hide my true self. I'd never have to lie to my mothers face and say "everything's" fine. I'd never have to dream about my past or worry about my future. I would just be.. free. Without worry or pain. Why would I be scared of that?
"I thought that might be your answer."
From the darkness emerged a man. He was tall ,sleek and appeared to be in his late twenties. He was wearing a black cape over what appeared to be a business suit. His black hair was cut short with a few strands falling in his eyes. It was his eyes that were disturbing. They were icy blue. At one time they might have been beautiful, but now… he couldn't even think of a word that described his eyes. They were soulless totally devoid of all emotion.
They look like my eyes. (A/n: remember how creepy they looked in that episode? That's what he's thinking about.)
"I don't believe I've properly introduced myself to you yet. My name is Daisuke Mikagi and I run this amazing operation you've seen today." He said with a smile. He acts as if we're discussing a game. His expression is calm and almost boyish. Like nothing about this is unusual. Except for his eyes he doesn't look like a killer. But then again, neither do I.
"No you don't"
Kurama gasped. He'd read his thoughts. Was he a mind reader like Hiei.?
"I am but in a different since of the word. Your so called friends power derives from the third eye on his forehead. I had to train for months to develop my power. Not everyone can take the easy way out."
Kurama opened his mouth to defend his friend but quickly decided against it. He didn't know what this man was capable of. And lately it seemed like Hiei was always getting under his skin. Sure he was one of the few people he could tolerate but….. Kami why can't he give it a rest?
"Oh and Kurama you never truly answered my question, are you afraid? I'd like to know before we begin."
'Begin what?' he thought rapidly to himself. What is he going to do?
"Nothing at the moment." He said in answer to the kitsunes un-asked question. " Forgive me. I'm not giving you a chance to speak. Your thought are so interesting Kurama. I can't help but answer them."
"I am not afraid." His voice was unusually strong. Not at all like he felt.
"It's so good to hear you say that."
Almost at once his demeanor changed. His face lost it's playful expression, and his tone grew solemn. He began to pace back and forth. The spotlight that had illuminated upon him since he entered followed him.
"You and I we are a great deal alike. Now I know you don't think so, and will deny it. But just look at the similarities. Both abnormally strong upper classed demons stranded in the human world. We were both raised by wonderful, amazing women who in the end will just abandon us. Both liked and respected."
I should attack him now. Just one quick motion and he'd be gone. Everyone would be proud of me. I would save everyone. It would be just like before. Everything would be just like before.
"Do you really want it to be just like before? Do you want to live like that again?" Daisuke said quietly.
Kurama jumped a little in shock. He had to remember that his own thought could be used against him. His mind was no longer safe.
"No I don't want to live like this." He answered quietly.
"I wouldn't. You have the chance to get away from it all." Daisuke said turning to face him again. He was smiling. He looked almost gentle. How could this man be responsible for so much
"What do you mean get away from it all? Why are you doing this?"
"Oh Kurama haven't you guessed yet? And here I thought my clues were so obvious!"
He changed back. He's playing again ,toying with me
"Forgive me but I'm afraid I have no clue. Would you care to explain?" Yes now that sounded like the old him.
Oh god…..He's right. I am like him. I'm playing along, changing myself to fit in the situation.
"Ah yes that's the Kurama I wanted to see."
The desire to cut himself was almost unbearable. His wrist was aching and his head pounding. All at once they had came upon him. A hideous reminder of what a disgusting worthless person he was.
How wonderful it would be to run his whip across his arm. To escape from this foul place and into his own quite little world. A place were all that existed was the smell of his blood and the warmth of it on his arms.
"It truly is a wonderful feeling, isn't it?" Daisuke said quietly jerking him, once again out of his thoughts.
"You…….cut yourself?" Kurama asked in amazement. He'd never really met another cutter. For some odd reason he'd always felt he was the only one.
"Of course. It's the only way to get out ….to escape." As he spoke his hand went to his left sleeve. When he pulled it down Kurama couldn't help but gasp.
On his left arm was a small red line
A cut.
One little cut
It feels so nice
Just a bit of blood
it feels so nice
here goes the days of my life