ok...chapter5 is up! uh...thanks to all that reviewed and i apologise for taking a long time to update. n yay! i got quite okay results for my calculus! yay to me! and i have finish writing this ficcie in rough..i.e.on paper...but...sigh...i found a bigggggggg loophole! waa...so i have to rewrite chapter7 onwards...sigh
anyways, on to the fic...this chapter, as you can see, is from Shiori's POV.
enjoy..
Words of A Broken Core
Chapter 5: Conditioned and Unconditioned
Shiori POV
"No! You're not my son! Get away from me!"
I almost felt remorse when he flinched at the harsh words pouring out from me. Even in my shock and instinctive disgust, pert of me wanted to reach out and hug Shuiichi…no, not Shuiichi any longer.
He was never Shuiichi to begin with.
Yet now, looking into those emerald eyes filled with such hurt, I really wanted comfort him.
True enough, what does it matter even if he isn't really my son to begin with? After all, hadn't he loved me just as a son would, perhaps even more? I could learn to accept him, can't I?
Making up my mind, I reached out to him.
He flinched from my touch and backed towards the door. Before he stepped out, he turned back, piercing me with that beautiful soul stirring gaze.
"No matter what, I still love you so much, Kaasan."
And he stepped out into the pouring rain.
I stood there, frozen, for what seemed like eternity.
No, Shu-Kurama, come back!
On impulse, I ran into the streets, searching for signs of my beloved son despite the lashing of moisture upon my skin.
There he is! Across the streets! Without second thought, I ran towards him.
Sudden blinding pain. And I fell.
The last thing I saw before darkness claimed me was his crimson hair, crimson as blood, cascading over his back.
No, my son, come back…
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