Yeah, call me crazy. Here I am again. Witha one shot. Note people, i said. ONE SHOT. no continuing, no second chapter! I did try to write a second chapter but finally I decided that this would be better as a one shot. To write another chappie is to spoil the whole thing altogether.
Now go ahead and read.
Note that the bold characters refers to flashback thingies. Of course it is obvious enough, but just in case...
The Proof Of Being Human
The liquid fell, drop by drop, into clear water, colouring it a pinkish tint.
I watched, fascinated, unheeding of the cruel agony. After all, it could not compare to the huge gaping wound in my heart. I could not understand how I had failed to see, within my haze of utter love, that it was unrequited.
All his concern, however slight it was, could not have been my imagination. I was so certain that he had cared for, and possibly even loved me. His tolerance for me was…unusual, for lack of better word. How could I been wrong?
And those words…how could he throw it so carelessly at me? He should have known better. I have revealed so much of myself to him, against my rational judgment, hoping he would know me better, to perceive the real me beyond my mask. Yet he had flung those crude words that stung like acid into my face.
"Filthy youko. I won't fall for your seductive tricks, however tempting it may be. I thought Ningenkai would have taught you, but I see you haven't changed at all."
I'm not, damn you, I'm not. I am no longer the seductive youko from long ago.it was another life! I know better now!
Damn you! I'm human now!
Walking towards Genkai's temple, I could feel slight dizziness. How I wanted to collapse there and then. But thoughts of Shiori anchored my guilt ridden soul to its house.
You. Of all people, you should have seen. I now know love. How could you say that I'm heartless? You have witnessed so many times, so many situations when I would have broke down, especially when Shiori was on the brink of death.
Damn you.
Strength now seemed to drain out of me, as I climbed up the long stairs. Pain elevated with every move I made that jarred my wounds even more. How I wish that I had collapse then. How I wish I had not told you what I had. How I wish…but wishes were never meant to be. They are just wishes, dreams…
Damn demon. Damn you.
Black dots…Yukina….she's running here…you turned and those achingly beautiful crimson eyes widned, horrified…what? What do you see that I don't? my 'filthy youko' side? Don't act concerned now…don't act like you mean it.
The sound of dripping moisture now pounded in my ears.
Hah. I knew it.
Blood. My blood.
There you go, Hiei.
My proof of being human.
My proof of aching.
My proof of having a heart.
Yeah, that's it. I don't know why I wrote this,but I got the inspiration from the title as you can see.
I would deaarly like to explain everything to you, but...heck I'm no good at explaining. The last line refers to Kurama having a heart, being able to feel pain, whether emotional or physical. He tries to explain that he is changed, unlike when he was Youko.Thus, the part, "My proof of being human" means that he feels, ok?
By the way, it is up to your own imagination whether Kurama survives or not, whether his love is unrequited or not. I of course have my own views on this, but it would ruin the whole thing if I were to state my opinion.
Dang, now I'm babbling.
So...review.
By the way, if anyone wants to add this to a C2, please inform me first ok?
