Another day that may only be a dream, KuramaXOc

by PiNkBuN17

Fiction is thought to be means of escape, but reality is as firm as jello. Life's complexity just might have another idea in mind and for this depressed girl, blessings can deform to curses. A certain redhead chooses to test this theory. How can one even react, when you've already given up on yourself? Stupid fan-fic craze, so much for surviving quietly! Chap 41 is up!

28. I am NOT the enemy here!

Another day that may only be a dream, A KuramaXOC

By: ~Pinkbun17~

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, but I'd be super-duper thrilled to!

Last edited: 12/13/20

Story Format as always: (Do you guys still need this?) 0-o

Yoko's Thoughts: ^I can't escape myself^

Kurama speaking to Yoko in his head/his own thoughts: *So many times I've lied.*

Inner thoughts of other characters: 'But there's still RAGE inside.'

Sinhalese is a REAL language and does come from Sri Lanka!

Anything said in Sinhalese: "Somebody get me through this nightmare, I can't control myself!"

By the way, the three insert texts are lyrics from "Animal I've become" By Three Days Grace. :D

PLEASE REVIEW? I'd really like to know what you people think! Flaming is welcomed.

Chapter 28: I am NOT the enemy here!

Kurama's POV:

"You're a reckless fool." I state, not pleased in the least. "Do as you please."

*You're lucky I'm a bit on the exhausted side, sometimes I curse my pollen for zapping so much spiritual energy...*

^If only she knew. ^ Youko chuckles. ^What she has just sparked. ^

"I don't care if I'm a fool." She mutters, her eyes wandering around the inside of the apartment building.

"You do realize that you may get an infection from the glass embedded in your wounds?"

*Not to mention the other danger you have created for yourself…merely with your idiotic actions. *

^Perhaps you should waste more of your energy, and take her with you now, Shuichi. ^

"Right now, that's not my main concern, Kurama." She continues to look around the area, and I follow behind her.

^Though, I'm curious to know what is so important that she is willing to risk her health…^

"You're still trailing your blood everywhere, eventually you will bleed dry."

*I will find out soon enough. *

"Hn." She mutters, not bothering to glance in my direction.

"What is so important to you that you would risk infection and possibly bleeding to death?"

For a moment, she glances at me, smiles halfheartedly, and utters; "You can leave now, I really don't need your help."

I grasp a hold of her hand, and push her against a wall, but not enough to harm her.

*She's been constantly grating away the last of my patience*

I stare at her, and she gazes at me clearly caught off guard. I then lean in and demand;

"Give me one good reason as to why you're refusing my help, or I will use my calming pollen and force you to come with me right now."

A slight blush creeps onto her face, and her attempt to stare blankly back is futile. Nervousness trickles through her eyes and expression.

She sighs and slowly places her battered arm against my chest.

"My bunny, I left her here, and I want to be sure she's okay. Help me look for her…" Her eyes reflect innocent despair.

For a moment I am taken back, and I quickly step away from her.

"This would have been far simpler if you said so earlier." I sigh, "We should hurry, I'm positive human law enforcement will arrive soon, and we really don't have time to waste fabricating a story to suit their tastes."

She smiles feebly but doesn't say a word. It's obvious she is both weak and in pain, but she is determined to find her rabbit, perhaps even if it kills her.

"Here, at least chew on a healing seed, it should help with the bleeding, though we really should remove the glass as soon as possible."

She quickly takes it and utters thanks and continues to search for her beloved pet.

"It still tastes like dirt…maybe you should make them flavored, Kurama." She mutters, chewing slowly.

"They aren't exactly meant to be consumed for taste as I said before, but I will keep it in mind." I reply and smile.

^Judging from her reaction earlier, she must really love her animals to have come to her senses from simply hearing that parrot's screeches. ^

* What a strange girl. *

^I wouldn't say it is necessarily strange but rather…an amusing antic. ^

*I wouldn't label her as such. If anything, she's just as reckless as Yusuke. *

^Not to mention stubborn. Though, she's charming in her own way, for a human…^

*Honestly…what do you see in her? *

Soon after, I manage to spot a furry beige and white mass cowering under gold-colored mailboxes.

I glance back at Aisha who is still sluggishly trailing small amounts of blood, clearly indicating her limit.

Quietly, I creep up behind the rabbit and before I can pet the creature, it sprints. I can smell complete terror mingled with its scent.

^It senses your inner fox, Shuichi. ^ Youko chuckles slightly.

*Now is not the time to be laughing. How exactly can I catch that rabbit, without petrifying it to death? *

^To think demons consider humans the feeble ones when in reality these creatures' existences disprove that further. Such frail lifespans both possess…I'm not sure, besides using calming pollen… my methods aren't exactly docile and may cause more harm than good. ^

"Butterscotch!" Aisha's tone is of glee. The rabbit flees to the security of her human companion, and Aisha smiles luminously. The fuzzy creature happily snuggles against her.

"Oh Butterballa, I'm glad you're okay." She leans in and tenderly kisses the rabbit's rosy petite nose.

I quickly catch myself gazing at her lips and…divert my eyes.

Youko merely chuckles, ^You cannot deny yourself forever. Now take your leave, if any other deranged humans arrive you two may become the targets of heedless violence once more. ^

An additional brown door opens and out steps the woman who mistook me for a ghost, presumably, Aisha's mother.

*I'm afraid your warning has come a tad late, Youko. *

"My god ghost!" She whimpers in horror, and before she obtains the opportunity to screech after also catching a glimpse of Aisha, I throw my memory pollen and she inhales it.

"Kurama-!" Aisha grumbles, glaring at me clearly unhappy.

I pretend to not notice her outburst and replace her mother's memory. She now retains no memory of my 'ghost' and believes Aisha is staying the night at her best friend's house for school purposes. My simple excuse is a school project due the next day.

Her mother enters back into the apartment, while Aisha and her rabbit enter a different door. I too follow behind her.

^Hiei would be of excellent use, it is bothersome having to waste the memory pollen on these humans. ^

*Now I will be even more depleted of spiritual energy...Still, it's more practical than dealing with more panicked individuals. *

As I stare at her parrots, I debate if I should simply carry Aisha and treat her back at the condo.

*Judging from the set up I'm seeing, there is no privacy for any healing to be done. *

^We have been delayed too long-^

Before Youko can finish his commentary, a little girl with curly chocolate-colored hair about seven, another female with short straight black hair around five, and a tiny male with a Mohawk perhaps two all enter the room with a dark pink star print duffle bag.

"Aisha! Here's your stuff! Mommy and me stuffed it for you!" The curly-haired female sings.

"What is this for Traya-" Aisha is cut by the short-haired female shouting; "Hey I helped too!"

"No, you didn't stupid!"

"You're the one who's stupid Traya!"

"Ugly Chenara!"

"Poo-Poo!"

"Can you two, stop fighting?" Aisha sighs, sounding tired. She places her pet on the floor and it hops over to the bickering girls.

The third child walks towards Aisha and points at her, stating with a sad face "Owie?"

"Yeah Dully, it does hurt…but I'll be okay." She smiles dimly, and the little boy continues to stare at her injuries. His gaze soon turns to me, and his expression is blank.

^That young child is even stranger…please silence those two humans, I don't think my ears can handle much more. ^

When the two other girls cease their bickering, they nearly scream at the sight of Aisha.

"Did mommy get mad at you again?" The short haired girl cries, fearful. "Why does she always hurt youuuu?"

"Or did he do it?!" The curly haired child screams, pointing at me. The two children begin to wail and screech-but I throw my memory pollen before their voices get any louder.

^How troublesome, even on such young children, clearly these little ones are her siblings. My, such close resemblance…You heard what the young girl uttered, did you not? ^

I arrange the pollen to erase what they just witnessed, and they also believe that Aisha is already at her best friend's house working on a school assignment. The two girls exit the room, and their bickering continues.

*Yes…That their mother always hurts Aisha…Now that explains quite a few things…*

Oddly enough the tiny boy remains in the room and is staring at me with no facial expression.

"Kurama! Did you have to use it on my sisters? Is that even safe?" She angrily questions. "They're just little kids!"

"It is completely harmless, other than altering memory, though I thought that was obvious. Besides, two little girls shrieking will only draw further attention and potential dangers, are you willing to deal with that?"

She states nothing in reply, and both of us stare at her little brother.

^Young human children at this age tend not to recall anything as they become older, I feel there is no need to use the pollen on this child. ^

*I cannot believe how sticky this has become, there are far too many people in this small household. *

*Though, I had to do this, you have become far too soft, fox. *

^Perhaps I have, perhaps not, only with those who are exceptions.

A second later, Aisha states, "Ha ha. You're so freaking hilarious. Plant druggie." Her tone is cold.

"You and your bizarre insults, that was uncalled for, Miss Aisha."

"What was uncalled for was using your pollen on little kids. You could have done something else! Face it Kurama you're addicted to your plants, though you really don't have a choice, do you? Being an animal demon and all."

"Honestly, you're odd." I sigh. "Did I not explain my actions?"

"Bleh." She then proceeds to stick her tongue out at me, and her little brother mimics her actions.

*Even with her injuries her commentary is still sharp and childish. *

^It's as if her fear of us has vanished. Perhaps I should test this. ^

Before I can step closer to the two of them, she blocks her brother from me; "I don't think so! Besides, he's not going to remember anything…you don't need to waste that pollen; I highly doubt that stuff's cheap to replace."

"You're mistaken. I wasn't going to bother using it on him. If anything, we should be taking our leave." I state.

"Dulvan, go to mama, she's calling you, okay buddy?" Aisha smiles tenderly to the little child, and he nods his head, but his gaze moves towards me, and I also smile.

"Dulvan, please listen to your sister… alright?" I add, and his blank expression returns.

^This child seems to understand something is up. ^

The little boy instead goes up to Aisha and holds her hand. A bit of shock flickers in her eyes, but she smiles softly at him. As she glances at me, her gaze becomes harsh instantly.

"What are you doing in here anyway?" She appears angry but smiles sweetly again at her brother while petting his head, blood drips from her hand and on to the gray carpet, reminding her of the rest of her injuries.

"Aisha, I suggest we leave, we honestly don't have time to waste. Look at your condition. "

The small boy now is cowering behind Aisha, grasping her hand tighter, and refuses to look at me.

"Yeah, I don't think so!" She suddenly shouts at me, and the boy Dulvan starts to tear up.

"No, Dully, it's okay, this guy isn't going to hurt you…it's alright, buddy!" Aisha soothes her younger sibling. "Come on, go on, go to mama, she really needs you."

The little boy slowly laughs after Aisha pokes his tiny stomach in a silly manner.

"Dully! I hear Mama, she's getting mad!"

The boy's eyes widen slightly and before he exits the room, he stares back at me, slight fear flickers in his eyes.

"Finally." Aisha sighs out loud, she then picks up her beloved rabbit and places her in a pet carrier.

"Look Kurama, I can't leave, really and I don't need your help-" She stops, and pain shoots through her eyes. As this happens the same strange parrot from before lands on her shoulder, the creature then proceeds to lick her uninjured cheek.

"Do you not recall what just happened? Are my eyes mistaken and you weren't attacked?" I question, my tone is dripping with frustration.

"I-I know…I can deal with it-"

"Aisha, this is a serious matter! Look at yourself, there is glass imbedded in your arms and legs, and judging from those terrible scrapes and bruises you surely must have been flung down those cement stairs, do you not recall those psychotic humans shooting off their weapons-"

"I'm fine; I can take care of myself, Kurama. Don't bother trying to convince me to go with you! I'm not budging!"

Already, the strength in her expressions is fading, and her eyes are half-open, struggling to stay awake.

Quickly without so much a warning, I hoist her over my shoulder, and she violently thrashes around, surely hurting herself even more. The parrot cries out and flies back to its cage.

"Let me down, you damn oaf!"

"Must you continue to fight me? You are only going to aggravate your injures further."

Suddenly a somewhat sharp pain rushes into the middle section of my back; this reckless girl has bitten me again!

"Ow!" I utter, shocked even that this woman has the gull to do it again!

^Feisty…but honestly Shuichi, this is pathetic if you can't apprehend this human girl. ^

Out of nowhere a tiny blur of orange and green lands on my head and begins to peck at me, pulling at my hair and screeching.

"P-chan!" Aisha calls out, flailing about and I set her down. "Kurama, don't hurt him!"

I grab the puffy little parrot and it continues to bite at my hand, screaming angrily. The bird is smaller than the first strange bird. It has a peach-colored face, a light lime-colored body and a vivid orange beak.

"What are you? A Disney princess? " I say back, handing her the angry creature.

Aisha ignores my statement, thanks the fuming puffball while petting and kissing it. She then puts him away in the cage, but the bird attempts to open the door of said cage with its beak.

"This will not work. Why must you treat me as the enemy?" I ask but cannot keep the bit of anger daring to surface out of my voice.

"' Cause you're damn annoying!" She huffs and turns around, not wanting to look at me. "For an intelligent guy, ya sure are retarded! Just leave me alone!"

"You aren't making any sense. Why are you so reluctant to leave? Is there a reason?"

She makes a strained face as if there is something she wants to say, but she chooses to look away. "I-I just can't leave." She mutters softly.

"We do not have time for this…" I sigh and decide a different approach and swiftly sling her pink duffle bag over my shoulder.

"Miss Aisha…" I utter, and she hotly turns around to correct me.

"I told you not to call me that-"

I grab her quickly and carry her once again in bridal style (being mindful of her injuries), and before she has the chance to scream; I open the door and rush outside, and I silence her. With a method that surprises me nearly as much as her, a kiss. Long enough to quietly exit the building (which takes me about 40 seconds).

The stunned look on her face is quite priceless, and Youko chooses to annoyingly chime in.

^Such a lovely expression, don't you agree? ^

*You find shock and fear charming? *

^I find her embarrassment and speechlessness entertaining, judging from her reaction she just may be delectable…I would love the opportunity to pleasure-^

I cut the rambling fox off. *You are a disgusting childish bastard, look at what you have created, you've only furthered reason for her to distrust me. *

Even I have trouble hiding my slight blush that dares to creep onto my face.

^You should be thanking me, or you would have never given in to the opportunity. ^

For the entire 'ride' back to the condo neither of us utters a word, perhaps we are both relishing in our confusion. Eventually allowing the exhaustion set in, she falls asleep.

*I didn't expect her lips to feel so soft…*

To be continued...

My notes:

Well, the whole thing with Kurama getting attacked by a bird is something I've witnessed before with one of my parrots. It was pretty funny considering how I was defended. Lol, I hope this chapter was amusing! This chapter is 10 pages long on 12 inch font. Let me know what you think.

Later peeps!

Rock Out and Peace ON!

-PiNkBuN17