Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Imaginary to Reality ❯ Misunderstood ( Chapter 4 )

mukuro5: It's another chapter! YAY! Party time!

 

Yusuke: What did they give you?

 

mukuro5: Who's `they'? Here have some chocolate and root beer. Where's Hiei? I got him this really cute hat. -holds out a pointed, pink and yellow party hat-

 

Kurama: I highly doubt he would wear that, mukuro5.

 

mukuro5: You're no fun, Kurama. bunnydemon! Come here and help me!

 

bunnydemon: Kurama.

 

Kurama: -tries to leave the room-

 

mukuro5: Okay, while I try to find Hiei enjoy this chapter of Imaginary to Reality

 

Yusuke: mukuro5 does not own Yu Yu Hakusho just Kelly Smort, Tony, and Sarah. Plus Kelly's parents.

 

Chapter 4: Misunderstood

 

Kelly took several steps back. Kuronue came walking out of the room at this time. Kurama felt that strange aura again. This fact made him even more certain she was the demon they were after. Kelly held her left wrist and started to hurry towards the cafeteria. Kuronue followed after her down the hall.

 

Kelly stopped by the girls' restroom that was around the corner from the cafeteria. She opened the door and walked all the way to the back of the restroom. Kuronue followed her and stood to her right as she looked in one of the two mirrors hanging on the walls.

 

“Kuronue, this is the girls' bathroom,” Kelly said, holding her left wrist up in her view.

 

“No one is in here but us,” Kuronue answered.

 

“What's Shuichi's problem? First, he calls me Shinrin or whatever. Then he goes off and hurts my wrist. I hope it doesn't bruise.”

 

“Shuichi?”

 

Kelly looked at Kuronue as she realized she never introduced him. Kuronue just looked lost in his thoughts.

 

“Yes. Sorry. Shuichi is the male red head I have been hanging around with.”

 

“So Kurama now goes by Shuichi? He's just full of surprises. I wonder why he's taken to that human form? I barley recognized him at first glance. But he looks familiar some how,” Kuronue thought, staring into the mirror in front of the two.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Kuronue came back to reality, jarred by Kelly's voice. She just smiled at him and sat on the white sink below the mirror.

 

“I'll stay in here until lunch is over. Kuronue?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Why me?”

 

“What?”

 

“Why did you pick me? Out of millions of kids in the world, why did you pick me?”

 

“I can't tell you that.”

 

“You just don't seem to be an imaginary friend. If you were then you wouldn't have a past.”

 

The final school bell rang. Kelly decided it would be best to just go on ahead and not wait on Kurama. So Kuronue and herself started to walk to her house.

 

“How's your wrist?” Kuronue asked, looking down at her left wrist.

 

“It's fine. It doesn't hurt any more. I wonder what got Shuichi so upset,” Kelly answered, holding her left wrist to her chest.

 

That night Kelly couldn't get to sleep. She just lay in her bed and stared at the ceiling. Kuronue was gone once again so the room was quiet.

 

Kelly got up and walked over to her dresser. The full moon lit up her room enough for her to look at her photos. She picked up the one with Sarah, Tony, and herself in the park sitting on the white bench.

 

It was dark in the room. The curtains were drawn and he couldn't see anything. It was easier to mess up his room last night since he had light. Now it was pitch black.

Finally he got over to the fox's side. He looked at the sleeping fox for a few moments. He leaned over and brushed away some red hair out of the sleeping fox's face.

 

“Kurama…” came a whisper from the darkness.

 

Kurama turned his head a bit and the rebellious red strand of hair fell back in his face. Kuronue smiled as he watched Kurama shiver. It amazed him that he hasn't changed at all. Kuronue covered Kurama up with a comforter before turning to his closet.

 

A few minutes later Kuronue heard something rustle. He turned to the window to see the man from yesterday. He was coming in from the window.

 

“What is he doing here?” Kuronue thought, dropping Kurama's book bag to the floor.

 

Hiei took off his drenched cloak and put it on the window seal. Kuronue watched as Hiei walked over to Kurama's bedside.

 

“Hn. He's asleep already,” Hiei said, looking at the sleeping Kurama.

 

Kuronue walked over to the dresser. Hiei notice a presence was in the room other than the two demons. He grabbed the hilt of his sword. Kuronue picked up two photos and put them on the ground. Hiei noticed this and inched over.

 

“Leave already!” Kuronue ordered.

 

Kuronue decided that starting a fight with Hiei would be stupid. He stood there for a few minutes. Hiei gave up after he didn't see or hear anything more and went to go sit in front of the door.

 

Kuronue waited till Hiei went to a somewhat sleep state. He finished placing the pictures on the ground.

 

Finally Kuronue opened the top drawer of the dresser. He noticed several sketches. He started to go through each one carefully. Most of them were of Kurama's human mother that Kuronue only saw twice.

 

Kuronue was about to put the pictures back when he noticed on last sketch in the drawer. He picked it up and looked over it. Tears threatened to come to the surface as he looked over every detail of the sketch.

 

It was of Youko and himself. They were in a field of wild flowers. They were lying on the ground looking up in the sky. Kuronue had his black bat wings stretched out and his tattered hat on his head. Youko was on the other side, top of his head about to touch his friend's.

 

Kuronue looked over to Kurama with the sketch still in his hands. He remembered the moment in the sketch. It was two days before the incident happened.

 

He walked over to Kurama's bed and placed the sketch on the foot of his bed. Then Kuronue took his torn and broken hat out of his vest and put it next to the picture.

 

Before leaving he looked at Hiei. He was upset that he was in Kurama's room. It almost made him want to stay and watch over his old friend. But Kuronue decided it was best to just leave, even if he didn't want to. He looked at Kurama one last time before disappearing.

 

That morning Kurama woke up to a cold gust of wind coming from the open window. He noticed his room was, once again, a mess. This time someone else was here, Hiei.

 

“Hiei,” Kurama said, getting out of bed.

 

Hiei lifted his head to see the messed up room and an upset Kurama.

 

“Did you do this to my room?”

 

“No,” Hiei answered, getting to his feet.

 

Kurama started to pick up his clothes and pictures. He walked over to the bed to lay the clothes down when he noticed his sketch of Kuronue and his demon side with Kuronue's hat beside it.

 

Kurama picked up Kuronue's hat carefully, as if it would brake at any moment. It had many holes in it, some big and some small, and the strap was gone. Then he looked at the sketch. Tears came to the surface and threatened to fall if he let his guard down.

 

“Where did you get this?” Kurama asked, turning to Hiei with the hat.

 

“Hn. What makes you think I would carry around a hat like that let alone any hat?” Hiei asked.

 

“I'm serious, Hiei! Where did you get this hat!” Kurama asked, tears glistening in his eyes.

 

“Fox, let me say this again. Maybe you'll listen this time. I don't know where that hat came from.”

 

Kurama sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the black hat. He wanted to let the tears fall but not in front of Hiei. Not in front of anyone.

 

The bell rang for class to start. Kelly stared at the empty seat next to her. She wondered where Kurama was. Kuronue just sat on Kelly's desk looking out the window.

 

“Kuronue, I can't see through you. It may be a boring class but I still need to learn this stuff,” Kelly said, putting her right elbow right next to Kuronue.

 

“What is that about this class being boring?” asked the teacher.

 

“Oh! No! It's not, sir!” Kelly said, waving her hands in front of her face.

 

Kuronue laughed at Kelly before getting off her desk. Just as the teacher was about to say something else to Kelly the door to the classroom slid open. Kurama came walking in, seeming a bit sluggish.

 

“Ahh! Mr. Minamino,” said the teacher, taking the note from Kurama. “Yes, very well. Take your seat.”

 

Kurama walked over to his seat and sat down. Kelly looked over at him quickly. Kuronue looked at Kurama with a glint of sadness. He wanted to go over and tell him that he was back.

 

The rest of class was rather dull. The bell rang for class to end. Kelly quickly left the classroom so not to talk to Kurama on the other hand, Kurama took his time and was almost late for his next class.

 

The entire second block, Kuronue sat in the isle between Kelly and Kurama. Kelly noticed this since it was different then any other day. Normally Kuronue tried to stay away from Kurama.

 

In the last few minutes of class the teacher was gone. He had to take care of some “personal matters” as he put it. Everyone was talking so Kelly took this time to talk to Kuronue some more.

 

“What's up with you?” Kelly asked, looking at Kuronue.

 

“What do you mean?” Kuronue answered, looking up at Kelly from where he sat on the floor.

 

“You're sitting next to Shuichi.”

 

“All I am doing is sitting on the ground, not bothering you. That is what you wanted.”

 

“Kuronue, that's not what I'm talking about! Any other day you would be as far away from him as possible. You normally act like he has some horrible, contagious disease that would kill you the moment you touch him.”

 

“Who are you talking to, Miss Kelly?” Kurama asked, looking over at her.

 

“Shuichi, I told you to please not call me that,” Kelly said, looking at him.

 

“I'm sorry. Just here at school I call everyone by a title.”

 

Kelly remembered the incident yesterday and held her right wrist up to her chest. Kurama noticed this but it took him a while to realize why she did it.

 

“I'm sorry about yesterday. Did I hurt you?” Kurama asked.

 

“A minor bruise is all. About your first question, I'm just talking to myself,” Kelly answered with a smile.

 

The bell rang for lunch once again…like every day. The other students quickly gathered their things and left Kelly, Kuronue, and Kurama in the room.

 

“Shinrin,” Kurama said, looking at his desk.

 

That name scared Kelly enough to have her quickly jump out of her seat. Kurama didn't move a muscle.

 

“Like I said yesterday and will keep saying: My name is Kelly, not Shinrin.”

 

“For right now I don't care. I have a question for you.”

 

“Yes?”

 

Kurama picked up his bag, placed it on his desk, and searched through it. It only took him a few seconds to find what he was looking for. Kelly watched as he pulled out Kuronue's hat.

 

“Did you leave this hat in my room last night?”

 

“I have never been in your house, let alone your room. That would start a whole bunch of rumors around school. Plus, I don't even recognize that destroyed hat.”

 

Kurama got up and looked Kelly straight in the eyes. Kelly took a step back, thinking that would help her some how. She didn't want another incident like yesterday.

 

“Where did you get his hat?” Kurama asked, becoming more demanding.

 

“Shuichi, I don't know what you're talking about, but I have never seen that hat before. Why do you care so much? It's just a stupid, torn hat that belongs in the trash anyways.”

 

“It belonged to my old partner, Kuronue! Now where did you get it?!” Kurama asked, walking over so he was a few inches from Kelly.

 

“Kuronue? Did you just say Kuronue?”

 

Kelly took a few steps back and bumped into Kuronue. She turned to him and grabbed his left wrist. Kurama watched Kelly's actions carefully.

 

“Kuronue, what is he talking about? Is that really your hat? Did you do something to Shuichi?”

 

Kuronue looked away from Kelly. Even though he did Kelly kept a hold of his wrist. Kurama started to hold even tighter to Kuronue's hat that was in his right hand.

 

“What are you doing?” Kurama asked, keeping his cool the best he could.

 

Kelly turned to Kurama. “I don't know why but I think Kuronue did this. Gave you the hat, I mean. He won't tell me but from the way he is acting it is apparent.”

 

“He's dead! He's been dead for over 30 years!”

 

Kelly looked back at Kuronue, shocked. Kuronue didn't even flinch when Kelly started to speak to him.

 

“You liar! I knew you weren't an imaginary friend! How could you have lied to me like that?”

 

“Because I couldn't tell you! Koenma wouldn't allow it,” Kuronue answered.

 

“Who's Koenma?”

 

Kurama turned Kelly around forcefully and held onto her shoulders. Kelly stiffened up as Kurama started to speak.

 

“I don't know if your insane or not, but don't drag Kuronue's name into this,” Kurama ordered.

 

“Kurama, what in the world are you doing?” came an all too familiar voice.

 

Kurama, Kelly, and Kuronue turned their attentions to the door that lead to the hallway. There, standing by the door, was Kuwabara, Yusuke, Hiei, and a girl with blue hair and pink eyes.

 

“You're not suppose to hit girls,” Kuwabara stated.

 

Kurama let go of Kelly's shoulders. He turned to his comrades in less then a happy mood. Kelly took a deep breath, relieved that this was over now.

 

“We'll talk about this later. Right now, we found Shinrin,” Yusuke stated.

 

Kurama walked over to the group. Botan, the blue-headed girl, looked over at Kuronue with a small, disappointed headshake. Kuronue looked away, he knew he would have to answer for this incident later. He also knew it would probably cost him greatly.

School ended later than Kelly truly wanted. Kurama wasn't in any of the rest of his classes. This made Kelly quite happy, but not enough. She just wanted some answers to the many questions floating around in her head.

 

While she was walking down the sidewalk, Kuronue was trying to explain himself. Kelly just ignored him. She didn't want to hear any more lies.

 

“Kuronue, are you really a ghost?” Kelly all of the sudden asked after Kuronue stopped talking.

 

“Yes,” Kuronue answered.

 

“So why are you following me around?”

 

“It is a very long story.”

 

“I have the time.”

 

Kuronue sighed. He had nothing else to lose since he was already in deep trouble as it was. Kelly stopped walking when they reached the park. She sat on a white bench and looked over at Kuronue.

 

“It started right after I died…”