The Truth to a Kitsune's Mother
It's told entirely by Kurama's POV,
unless it's in story form.
I was finishing my homework when I saw you smiling happily in the corner of my eye. You always look happy to see me, and always smiling. But, if you ever found out about who and what I really was, I might never see you smile or laugh again. That is because I am not your real son and never was. Shuichi Minamino is just an illusion to a darker truth, I am actually Yoko Kurama, a five hundred year old Silver Kitsune from the Makai and former thief and murderer. If you ever found out about that darker truth, the thin line of happiness could shatter and leave me even more emotionally scarred than when I first came to you and you would never look at me the same way again as you are now.
And I'll stop here because I've never written anything like this before and now that I did, I don't know what to add. At least I didn't have any sugary stuff yet and that's a good thing because it'll ruin the moment.
Tell me what you think, flamers are allowed and depending on which types of reviews I have the most depends on if I'll continue this.