Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Cry For A Shadow ❯ Kurama: Comforting Words ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Lady Kikyo 
First Official Kurama Chapter, he comforts you. Short Chapter.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 08.16.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 425 | Status: Completed
First Official Kurama Chapter, he comforts you. Short Chapter.
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 08.16.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 425 | Status: Completed
A/n: Here's the first official Kurama chapter! Sorry it took so long, and sorry it's not that long of a chapter, I've had no time, I meant to type the entire thing earlier today, but I had to get my new glasses and go to the dentist. Sounds like loads of fun, ne? Well, anyway, here you go...
Disclaimer: I do not own YYH, I own your character, Tsume, etc....blahblah blah! Here you go.
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You stormed into your bedroom, slamming the sliding door behind you, you glared at it as if it were a person you hated.
You turned to see Tsume sitting on her bed, she was half asleep. You decided not to bother her. You rummaged through a box of your things until you found your journal. You opened it up to the previous entry.
What is the point of me staying here? I can’t stand my family; I can’t stand my surroundings, my school. It’s like I’m stuck in the middle of hell and I can’t get out. Or worse, I’m stuck in a black hole and I can’t get out. I can’t get away from any of these people. They all know me, or at least they think they know me. "Oh we know her, she’s the outcast, the one obsessed with depression, the one who’s a masochist, the one who cuts herself for her hobby. She’s the one with no friends." They’re right about the outcast part, the rest isn’t true. I don’t cut myself. I don’t hurt myself, nor would I ever do anything of the sort. I have one friend, my best friend. She’s the only person on this earth worth saving. Tsume Sei Kanzaki. She is my best and only friend. I guess you could said we’re friends because we both can relate to each other, and we both have gone through some tough crap together. Take last year for example. She got angry at some one, and two seconds later, he was frozen to death. Or my example, I also got angry at someone, and next thing I know, there is just a pile of ashes on the floor. I honestly don’t know where that power comes from, but it feels like there is this strange power inside of me. I don’t know. I just don’t know. I wish I knew.
'A lot of things have changed since I wrote that. Finding out I'm a demon...Moving to the temple...I miss Isha...Hell, I'll admit it. I even miss my mother. I don't miss that bastard though. I could care less if he died or not.' you thought to yourself, leaning your chin onto your palms.
I don't know what's going on here...I've been at this place for 2 days...I'm tired, I don't know anyone here, except Tsume of course, but a lot of help she is. She's been laying in bed for 2 days straight...I'm wiped out. I miss Isha...I wish....I wish I could see him again. His bright blue eyes...His little fingers. He's the only one I really miss....Damn bastards, making me go through this to embrace my "true nature". Well what if I don't want to be a demon? What if I just want to go home? They can't make me....DO ANYTHING! I'M NOT A DEMON! I want to go home!
You slammed your journal shut, and threw it down on your bed. You stood up, running your fingers through your hair, you quietly slipped out of the room, respecting Tsume's rest.
It was dark out, and the dining room was now deserted, remnants of food from Kuwabara's dinner on the table and the floor.
You slipped out the door, shutting it quietly, you weren't looking where you were going, and you bumped into someone. You looked up, it was the guy who was introduced as Kurama.
"Oh...Kurama, right? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you...I was just..." you stared at him, getting lost in your thoughts from staring deeply into his eyes.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry to have bumped into you as well, I'm afraid I too was not paying attention. No apology is necessary." he smiled at you, you felt yourself blushing.
'Man, that guy is hot!' a voice in the back of your head shouted, and you scowled in spite of it.
"I think I'm going for a walk..." you said softly, and stepped away from Kurama, and off the porch, into the moonlight, it washed over your skin, giving you a ghostly appearance. "Do you mind my company? I'm terribly bored..." he looked at you, an inquisitive look on his face.
"Not at all...I'm sick of being here. I'm confused about everything..." you muttered and started your walk, Kurama at your side.
You walked for a little ways, and then plopped down on a rock, you sprawled out on it, staring up at the sky.
Kurama sat down beside you, his hands planted in his lap, staring out at the small pond which was reflecting the moon and what few stars there were in the sky. You turned to him, and opened your mouth, as if to say something. He turned to you at that moment, and blinked. "Is there something you wanted to say, (Your name)?" he looked at you, his eyes looking concerned.
"Kurama, I know you don't know me well, but I've just got to get this off my chest, and I can't take it anymore..." you felt tears running down your face, as you spilled everything you'd been feeling lately, and told Kurama everything.
"(Your name), I know how it feels to not want to be a demon sometimes, but you know, if you want to see your brother...I can ask Koenma for you. My own mother, well, my human mother, Shiori, lives in Ningenkai, and I miss her as well...If you really want to see your brother that badly and urgently, I can arrange it." he smiled at you, putting his hand on your shoulder comfortingly.
"You know, for someone I just met, you make a good friend Kurama. Thanks for listening to me. I appreciate it." you smiled, wiping the tears off of your cheeks, and placing your hand atop his. (A/n: OH MY GOD! HE TOUCHED YOU! YOU TOUCHED HIM! CALL THE PAPERS! Hehe.)
You both stood up and walked back towards the temple, a smile on your face.
You'd get to see Isha again....with the help of your new found friend, Kurama. You wondered...
'Could there be anything more between us? Whoa, (Your name), Jumping the gun..' you sighed, and pulled on your kimono, and headed to bed.
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A/n: Sorry this is so short, I'm just really tired and I did this all in one sitting, it'll be better next time, I swear! And if you faithful Kitsune readers have any tips or ideas for future use, don't hesitate to e-mail me or IM me. Ja ne, minna-san!
-Abby
Disclaimer: I do not own YYH, I own your character, Tsume, etc....blahblah blah! Here you go.
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You stormed into your bedroom, slamming the sliding door behind you, you glared at it as if it were a person you hated.
You turned to see Tsume sitting on her bed, she was half asleep. You decided not to bother her. You rummaged through a box of your things until you found your journal. You opened it up to the previous entry.
What is the point of me staying here? I can’t stand my family; I can’t stand my surroundings, my school. It’s like I’m stuck in the middle of hell and I can’t get out. Or worse, I’m stuck in a black hole and I can’t get out. I can’t get away from any of these people. They all know me, or at least they think they know me. "Oh we know her, she’s the outcast, the one obsessed with depression, the one who’s a masochist, the one who cuts herself for her hobby. She’s the one with no friends." They’re right about the outcast part, the rest isn’t true. I don’t cut myself. I don’t hurt myself, nor would I ever do anything of the sort. I have one friend, my best friend. She’s the only person on this earth worth saving. Tsume Sei Kanzaki. She is my best and only friend. I guess you could said we’re friends because we both can relate to each other, and we both have gone through some tough crap together. Take last year for example. She got angry at some one, and two seconds later, he was frozen to death. Or my example, I also got angry at someone, and next thing I know, there is just a pile of ashes on the floor. I honestly don’t know where that power comes from, but it feels like there is this strange power inside of me. I don’t know. I just don’t know. I wish I knew.
'A lot of things have changed since I wrote that. Finding out I'm a demon...Moving to the temple...I miss Isha...Hell, I'll admit it. I even miss my mother. I don't miss that bastard though. I could care less if he died or not.' you thought to yourself, leaning your chin onto your palms.
I don't know what's going on here...I've been at this place for 2 days...I'm tired, I don't know anyone here, except Tsume of course, but a lot of help she is. She's been laying in bed for 2 days straight...I'm wiped out. I miss Isha...I wish....I wish I could see him again. His bright blue eyes...His little fingers. He's the only one I really miss....Damn bastards, making me go through this to embrace my "true nature". Well what if I don't want to be a demon? What if I just want to go home? They can't make me....DO ANYTHING! I'M NOT A DEMON! I want to go home!
You slammed your journal shut, and threw it down on your bed. You stood up, running your fingers through your hair, you quietly slipped out of the room, respecting Tsume's rest.
It was dark out, and the dining room was now deserted, remnants of food from Kuwabara's dinner on the table and the floor.
You slipped out the door, shutting it quietly, you weren't looking where you were going, and you bumped into someone. You looked up, it was the guy who was introduced as Kurama.
"Oh...Kurama, right? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you...I was just..." you stared at him, getting lost in your thoughts from staring deeply into his eyes.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry to have bumped into you as well, I'm afraid I too was not paying attention. No apology is necessary." he smiled at you, you felt yourself blushing.
'Man, that guy is hot!' a voice in the back of your head shouted, and you scowled in spite of it.
"I think I'm going for a walk..." you said softly, and stepped away from Kurama, and off the porch, into the moonlight, it washed over your skin, giving you a ghostly appearance. "Do you mind my company? I'm terribly bored..." he looked at you, an inquisitive look on his face.
"Not at all...I'm sick of being here. I'm confused about everything..." you muttered and started your walk, Kurama at your side.
You walked for a little ways, and then plopped down on a rock, you sprawled out on it, staring up at the sky.
Kurama sat down beside you, his hands planted in his lap, staring out at the small pond which was reflecting the moon and what few stars there were in the sky. You turned to him, and opened your mouth, as if to say something. He turned to you at that moment, and blinked. "Is there something you wanted to say, (Your name)?" he looked at you, his eyes looking concerned.
"Kurama, I know you don't know me well, but I've just got to get this off my chest, and I can't take it anymore..." you felt tears running down your face, as you spilled everything you'd been feeling lately, and told Kurama everything.
"(Your name), I know how it feels to not want to be a demon sometimes, but you know, if you want to see your brother...I can ask Koenma for you. My own mother, well, my human mother, Shiori, lives in Ningenkai, and I miss her as well...If you really want to see your brother that badly and urgently, I can arrange it." he smiled at you, putting his hand on your shoulder comfortingly.
"You know, for someone I just met, you make a good friend Kurama. Thanks for listening to me. I appreciate it." you smiled, wiping the tears off of your cheeks, and placing your hand atop his. (A/n: OH MY GOD! HE TOUCHED YOU! YOU TOUCHED HIM! CALL THE PAPERS! Hehe.)
You both stood up and walked back towards the temple, a smile on your face.
You'd get to see Isha again....with the help of your new found friend, Kurama. You wondered...
'Could there be anything more between us? Whoa, (Your name), Jumping the gun..' you sighed, and pulled on your kimono, and headed to bed.
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A/n: Sorry this is so short, I'm just really tired and I did this all in one sitting, it'll be better next time, I swear! And if you faithful Kitsune readers have any tips or ideas for future use, don't hesitate to e-mail me or IM me. Ja ne, minna-san!
-Abby