The Imiko snarled and looked at the ground from his position lying stretched out on a tree branch. He folded his arms behind his head and leaned back completely, closing his eyes for a rest. He intended to take a nap, but his mind was far too troubled. He missed Kairai, and he hated himself for it. Why- after all the creatures he'd murdered- why would one girl's death affect him so? He bit his lip, brow furrowing. He wanted her back so bad... It was driving him crazy. She had completely intoxicated him, and now she was simply gone? It didn't seem right. He relived every second he spent with her every day. He tried very hard not to let anyone see it.
The Imiko reopened his eyes and reached up into a hollow in the tree, pulling out a dried up rose. It was the rose he had intended to give to Kairai... He smiled a little as he looked at it. He had never had the perfect moment to give it to her. He wished he could go back in time and just hand it to her... and kiss her... one more time...
Twelve-year-old Sosaku giggled as she ran across the meadow. She looked around for a moment, then ran to a large tree. She scrambled up to the top, peeking out between leaves as she breathed heavily.
"Found you." a sweet, masculine voice whispered in her ear.
She squeaked and turned around. "Kurama!" she cried, a peal of laughter breaking from her. She reached out to the fox, but, to her dismay, began to fall. She was quickly falling to the ground, her arms stretched up, towards the sky. All of a sudden, tree branches thick with foliage caught her. She closed her eyes, tears spilling from them. "Kuramaaaaa..." she wailed quietly, reaching up.
Kurama leaped down to a branch beside the girl and picked her up. "You okay?" he asked concernedly.
She sniffled and wrapped her arms around him tightly. "I..." she gasped. She couldn't catch her breath. The fall had knocked it out of her.
He smiled. "You'll be fine in a little while. Do you want to go home?"
Sosaku nodded mutely, her face turning a light pink. Despite the five year age difference, she had deep-set feelings for the fox. She knew she loved him, and she knew she always would. He was her only link to her past, her origins. She would never be apart from him. He was her destiny, and she knew there would never be another man in her life.
Kurama carried her down to the ground, then carefully set her down. "You can walk, I know." he teased.
She gulped in oxygen as her lungs opened. "Y-Yes..." she gasped out.
He smiled down at her. "Good. Let's find Hiei, then we'll take you home."
She smiled. "Thank you."
He took her hand and began to lead her off, but she didn't move. He looked back at her with a confused expression.
She opened her mouth to speak, but only a soft rasp came out. She blushed, then said, "Um, Kurama-san... I... I have a secret..."
He laughed cutely. "What's your secret?"
She looked at the ground, her face red. "I can't tell you yet..."
"When will you tell me?" he asked gently.
She looked back up at him. "I'll tell you my deepest, darkest secret when I grow up. I promise I will, Kurama-san! Don't forget!" she said earnestly.
The fox chuckled and picked her up, setting her up on his broad shoulders. "I'll never forget." he said, smiling up at her.
She blushed and kissed his cheek, knowing he would only think of it as a friendly gesture, but meaning it as much more.
"Time to go home!" Kurama said, laughing.
End Secret
A/N: Hey, guys. I did this as a birthday present to myself. My birthday is (or was, depending on when I post this) on August 16. Now all I ask of you blessed reviewers is to read my sequel to Dark Side Notebook. It's called Create. That would be the greatest gift anyone could ever give me. I have posted five chapters and have only around seven reviews. If some of my reviewers from this story would review the sequel, I would be immensely happy. And it's one of my first Kurama/OC fics as well, so I need feedback. Kurama is so beautiful, neh? Hiei's just downright sexy. I might do another Hiei/OC fic... Should I? Once again, feedback is the best medicine. Sorry for the excessively long author's note... Love to all!