Another day that may only be a dream, A KuramaXOC
By: ~Pinkbun17~
Re-edited: 12/14/20
***Warnings of gore, possible lime, and suicidal actions
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, blah, blah, blah! But I would love to!
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Youko's Thoughts: ^Quiet. ^
Kurama speaking to Youko in his head/his own thoughts: * I refuse. *
Inner thoughts of other characters: 'Why is this happening?'
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A Few Inventions from the Spirit Lab! (Really my creations...-cue evil laugh-)
Articulation gum: The user gains the ability to speak any language temporally if it is carved into the gum itself and spelled properly. This gum requires a bit of spirit energy. Over time it is possible to gain the ability semi-permanently. The downside is a horrible lingering bitter taste and must be swallowed at exactly the right time otherwise one will speak the language backward. (The same thing will happen if it is spelled incorrectly)
Sprit Box Tracer: A special device that can locate any soul so long as a fragment of the soul itself is available, DNA also counts as a fragment. Able to produce images of a soul's shell. (current or final appearance, unless in limbo)
Healing Seeds: An exclusive Kurama invention and can only be powered by him! Light tan, tiny bean size seeds that heal minor demon injuries while for human injuries it heals drastically. However, overuse can render them useless. Kurama must apply a bit of his healing power for them to work. Side effects may include the taste of dirt, dizziness, confusion, and tiredness.
Demon Healing Seeds: Another exclusive Kurama powered invention item! Coffee bean-like in appearance and color these seeds pack a punch for healing. Made consistently of demon hybrid plants and requires larger amounts of Kurama's healing power to function properly. Side effects may include stinging in areas of healing, and apparently in humans weakens their sense over their emotions (Similar to the effects of drinking alcohol).
Healing Paste: Another one of Kurama's inventions, has the same consistency of Aloe Vera, slime, or green hair gel, but is a duller shade of lime green. This product uses a combination of human and demon world plants and minimal spirit energy. Depending on one's pain tolerance, endurance, and species stinging may range from mild to severe (Typically for humans the pain will be excruciating). This product can be used by anyone who has spirit energy.
To keep in mind (Non-spirit lab-related):
The Anrokku-Isei of pain [ An-roku-Is-hi] (Unlock the power of pain): An evil, rare, powerful, tiny red seed. Used by the demon enemy Aiden against Aisha. The seed forces any dormant abilities to awaken but also awakens the ugliest of irrational emotions. Pain, fear, hate, and anger only allow its host's mental destruction to grow at a faster rate. Side effects vary species to species however include weakness, dizziness, headaches, confusion, vomiting, internal bleeding, burns, consistent bleeding, permanent psychological damage, and death.
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Chapter 15: Trauma's Effects, The Red Seed, & A Walking Target
(DAY ONE) 5:30 pm
Aisha's POV:
Quickly I summarize my time in my mini hell, all in detail. Even though I'm talking about it, I still can't believe it happened. This surely must be a plot for some disgusting, twisted fan-fiction story that some weirdo came up with. I try my best to remain calm and attempt to play off the seriousness of it all.
"I first noticed you- I mean- him, acting weird during 6th period. His eyes kept flashing between different colors, which scared me-because that isn't a normal thing. Plus, he wasn't speaking like a mama's boy-Ah I mean gentlemen."
Kurama looks a bit annoyed, but I can't help but laugh.
"Sorry, it's just that it is pretty true…but I don't blame you."
"Please…just continue." He sighs, his expression screaming 'face-palm'.
'I think I pissed him off again. Urgh, I'm so not funny.'
"To be honest I thought you went bi-polar on me."
A bit of a smile crosses his face, but it quickly vanishes.
'I wish he'd lighten up, just a bit.' I sigh to myself. 'It would really help right now…but guess that's impossible considering this retarded situation.'
I go on about the first seed that freak tried to get me to swallow and its characteristics.
"It was a small dull green seed that tasted like dirt. I managed to spit it out the first one, but he mashed another red one it into a cloth and suffocated me with it- that's when I lost consciousness."
Kurama has a calm expression on his face, but his eyes reflect otherwise. It's not anything I can read through. I just know it's something un-calm.
"I see that's the case, did you feel any difference emotionally and physically wise?" He questions me.
"To be honest it's kinda hard to remember everything, but I do recall, feeling weak, dizzy, and completely out of it. Though that could be because he beat the shit out of me, and I…" I begin to tremble thinking back at it all. Kurama puts his hand over mine and I blush. I know he means it as a comforting gesture, but boy do I feel embarrassed. The strange sensation hits me again, but it vanishes quickly.
"Please continue, Miss Aisha. Just know that I'm here for you." He smiles and the butterfly sensation tickles my insides.
"Y-yeah, so- The freak kept going on about some power, which I DON'T have, and how I should've died from the seed. Dude, you could also add feeling beyond terrified to the list; I've never dealt with that kind of fear in my life before..." I pause then say, "And I don't scare easily, I happen to be a fan of horror movies…"
He laughs politely and I smile grimly.
"There is more, isn't there? What is it that you're reluctant to say?" The redhead questions because I'm looking away from him.
For a minute, I don't say anything. I feel ashamed. "That monster stole my first kiss from me…I-I know I'm lucky he didn't get the chance to do worse, but-but…" Tears stream down my face again, and I bite my lip, refusing to allow my sobs to escape. I cover my face with my hands. "I'm such a weakling!" I yell at myself.
'Oh no, I need to calm down…he's going to think I'm being pathetic. Who am I kidding?!'
I stand up, wanting to bolt away, but Kurama grabs my hand. I attempt to pull away from his grip, but he states;
"I can't fathom the emotional toll this has taken on you, nor can I relate to your circumstances, but I want you to know what you went through today was by no means your fault, nor does it make you a weak person. You are a brave; beautiful young lady and it is very fortunate you are still here."
I seat myself next to him, and my tears halt themselves. I'm so used to being blamed for all problems, that I'm left speechless. Clearly, I have some fault in this?
"B-but I didn't do anything remarkable…" I state, staring at his hand gripping my own. I only feel the warmth from his hand this time.
"You fought for survival. Considering what you told me, you outsmarted him several times. Not too many humans can boast this fact, Miss Aisha. You being alive here and now is proof of that." Kurama smiles again and grips my hand a little more.
Embarrassment rears its ugly head and I wiggle my hand free. "I-I don't know if that's really true, but you've made me feel a lot better, thank you Kurama." I muster up a small smile.
"It seems we have a bit of work to do on that thought process of yours. Life likes to present both the negative and the positive, don't forget that."
I shrug, but Kurama then says, "You'll see that in due time. Now, from the information, you've told me-that red little seed might be a serious threat. If it's what I think it is, I'm going to need a small sample of your blood."
"Okay, I can do that, do you have a needle or something? Also, what do you think the seed really is? That demon kept saying stuff about it being really powerful and most weaker demons die from it."
"There's no need to prick yourself, considering how injured you were there are plenty of gauze with your-"
"Kurama! I get it. You don't need to remind me." I cut him off. "Now, you didn't answer my question-what exactly do you think the seed is?"
"I need to run a quick test before I confirm anything…and I would rather wait until I have conclusive results-" He stops, and I glare at him.
"Please. Just tell me. Let me cross it off my god-awful bucket list of things I've done and been through."
"Very well." Kurama sighs. "Give me a moment." Kurama exits the living room and quickly returns with a big purple thorny looking leaf and a small bloody cloth.
"What does the leaf do? Detect poison?" I ask.
"Yes and can also be used to nullify toxins. If this test does confirm my suspicions…" Kurama trails off, not completing his sentence.
He then places the leaf on the coffee table and the little bloody cloth on top of it. His hand hovers over the two objects and he emits a red glow: it's his spirit energy. A few moments pass, and soon enough, a grim expression exposes itself on his face.
"Kurama…? Is it bad?" I ask timidly.
For a moment, he states nothing. The big purple leaf has turned black and the dark blood on the cloth has changed into an ugly shade of orange.
"This isn't good, not in the least." He stares at me, his eyes reflecting worry. "My test has confirmed it. The seed you were forced to take is a rarity- but it is a potent, and vindictive thing; the Anrokku-Isei of pain (Unlock the power of pain). It can involuntarily awaken any dormant capabilities. It feeds off of negative emotions. Destruction of its user's mental state is almost a guarantee…"
I'm speechless. What the hell is up with that complicated Japanese name?
'I wonder how soon it will kill me.'
"So, you're saying I'm fucked?"
"No, that is not what I am saying, although it also doesn't benefit us that a weakening seal was placed on your other soul fragment."
"Seal? What seal?" I stare at him, puzzled as hell. "What are you talking about?
"Koenma was unable to give me much information, but his Great-Grandfather apparently placed a seal to protect that demon's power from falling into corruption. However, it has been weakening at a tremendous rate. My guess as to why is due to it being broken into so many portions."
'I really hope it being broken isn't my fault…somehow it probably is.' My mother really has gotten into my head again with her blame game bullshit.
"I know you said that I have this soul fragment… what happens if the seal breaks completely? Or when I die with this damned thing inside me?
'I mean I kept trying to off myself a bunch of times, even last night…so what would it matter if I died...?'
"Those are questions I cannot answer at the moment-Koenma is the only one who will be able to. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to contact him. The signal is not going through." The redhead replies. "I do know that your soul fragment is a strong power source. If it falls into the wrong hands, it can be used for weaponry that can end both of our worlds."
"So, I'm a freaking battery?" I gape at him. "This is ridiculous. Can't Koenma remove it? Hell, can you take it out?"
"Even if I could do that, who's to say you'll survive the ordeal? My goal is to keep you safe, not wound you, Miss Aisha."
"Well. Fuck. That's just peachy. So, I'm just a damned walking target? Oh, how fun." I say sarcastically.
"In due time we'll both get more information, and perhaps figure out a way to safely remove it. So, yes for now- you are a walking target." Kurama states.
I remain quiet, grimacing at him. Before either of us say anything, my phone goes off playing the song "Legacy" by Memphis May Fire. My phone's alarm is blaring; 5:45 pm Time to go to the hellhole (home).
"Shit." I utter.
"Is something wrong?" Kurama asks, his face reflecting a bit of worry.
"Yeah, everything." I state.
To be continued...
My notes:
This chapter is 7 pages long. I've changed the story up a lot, and I think I like it better this way. I've been re-watching YYH and man is it awesome. Let me know if anything needs fixing and what y'all think!
-PiNkBuN17