Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ What Has Changed ❯ Chapter 7: Thoughts and Talks ( Chapter 7 )
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By: KitsuneShadow 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 08.24.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 937 | Visits: 284 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 08.24.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 937 | Visits: 284 | Status: Completed
KS: R & R! Sorry it's so short!! I have not been having a good week and I ran out of ideas to get them here, so this was the best spot to just start them at. Remember to review!!
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inuyasha-lovers: Glad you like it. Here's the next chapter!
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What Has Changed
Rating: PG 13 (mostly for violence and Kori's anger issues)
Summary: When Kurama's attacked by a demon, it sends him flying back almost twenty years in the past (in his mind) and right into his true form: Yoko Kurama. Finding Kori, an old friend and partner, could help him, but harm her. How could she ever explain what has changed?
Note: The rest of the story will be told in Yoko's POV or Kori's POV. There will be occasional flashbacks which will most likely be in third person.
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Chapter 7: Thoughts and Talks
Yoko's POV
Kori showed me about ten memories and with that five of the large blue petals had fallen off. The memories were about little things. Mostly our thefts. But nothing jogged back my memory.
I couldn't tell if she was happy or upset. Her face had been entirely blank since we had sat down. But I had persuaded her to go to the demon market with me, just so I could see how much it changed. And that meant cleaning herself up.
I switched to other thoughts. Somehow, during this time, I would tell her how I felt. But I couldn't help but think... Was that why I hadn't comeback? Was I scared of being rejected? Or was I had found someone else to love? But that wasn't even possible. What I felt for Kori had been with me for longer than anything.
"Alright, Yoko. Do I look like hell still?" Kori's voice came floating through. And I noticed she was right in front of me.
"You look cute," I replied. And she did. As always.
She frowned and out of nowhere pulled a pair of scissors out, handing them to me. "Cut my hair?" she asked. When I accepted the scissors, she stated, "Just to my waist."
"That short?" I asked. It had always at her knees. Now it was dragging itself on the grass and dirt. "Or short for you at least."
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"Demon market looks deserted," I muttered.
"Yeah, probably a beheading or hanging..." Kori stated.
I looked over at her. Beheadings? Hangings? They did them before, but they were never made public knowledge. Well, not like this.
"Things have changed, Yoko. You have to remember that," she stated. "It's been sixteen years... Well twenty years if you count that you can't remember those four."
I glared at her. Did she have to remind me every five minutes that I couldn't remember? That I wasn't wear I was supposed to be? Kori only smirked: a sign that she knew exactly what she was doing and enjoying it.
How did I ever fall in love with her?
I was going to get her back. "I wonder what Koenma'll do once you tell him we're getting no where with the memories." I watched her face drop, and I smirked slightly.
"You're an asshole, Yoko," she snapped.
"Thank you," I replied, draping an arm around her and leading, it was actually more like pulling and pushing, her down the path.
"I mean it," Kori stated. "You. Are. An. Asshole." She was silent for a few seconds. Then, "Where the hell are you taking us?"
"I don't know," I stated. "I just feel like going here."
And it was true; I had no clue where I was. I just felt something pulling me towards this spot. It was right before a forest and after quite a lot of forest, there loomed a giant castle.
"Where are we at, Kori?" I asked.
She was quite, eerily quite. Then she looked upset. "I want go home," she muttered.
"Kori, where-"
"I want to go home," she muttered again. She turned her face away from me. So I stood in front of her, and I was welcomed with a sight I had never seen before and never actually wanted to: Kori was starting to cry.
Kori's POV
I'm embarrassed to say I started crying. I HATE crying. And I promised Yoko I'd never do it again. But he didn't remember that and I kept trying to remember that he couldn't remember that. But it's hard.
"Kori, what's wrong?" Yoko asked.
"Nothing," I stated, and pushed him away.
I started to brush the tears away, but he grabbed my arm and cupped my chin, making me look straight into his eyes. "You're crying, Kori, that means something is wrong. What is wrong?" he asked.
"You really don't know?" I asked.
Yoko looked at me sadly, "No."
"This is where Kuronue died and believe it or not it was on this same day eighteen years ago."
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KS: Sorry it's short. I don't know when Kuronue died, but I made it two years before Yoko.
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inuyasha-lovers: Glad you like it. Here's the next chapter!
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What Has Changed
Rating: PG 13 (mostly for violence and Kori's anger issues)
Summary: When Kurama's attacked by a demon, it sends him flying back almost twenty years in the past (in his mind) and right into his true form: Yoko Kurama. Finding Kori, an old friend and partner, could help him, but harm her. How could she ever explain what has changed?
Note: The rest of the story will be told in Yoko's POV or Kori's POV. There will be occasional flashbacks which will most likely be in third person.
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Chapter 7: Thoughts and Talks
Yoko's POV
Kori showed me about ten memories and with that five of the large blue petals had fallen off. The memories were about little things. Mostly our thefts. But nothing jogged back my memory.
I couldn't tell if she was happy or upset. Her face had been entirely blank since we had sat down. But I had persuaded her to go to the demon market with me, just so I could see how much it changed. And that meant cleaning herself up.
I switched to other thoughts. Somehow, during this time, I would tell her how I felt. But I couldn't help but think... Was that why I hadn't comeback? Was I scared of being rejected? Or was I had found someone else to love? But that wasn't even possible. What I felt for Kori had been with me for longer than anything.
"Alright, Yoko. Do I look like hell still?" Kori's voice came floating through. And I noticed she was right in front of me.
"You look cute," I replied. And she did. As always.
She frowned and out of nowhere pulled a pair of scissors out, handing them to me. "Cut my hair?" she asked. When I accepted the scissors, she stated, "Just to my waist."
"That short?" I asked. It had always at her knees. Now it was dragging itself on the grass and dirt. "Or short for you at least."
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"Demon market looks deserted," I muttered.
"Yeah, probably a beheading or hanging..." Kori stated.
I looked over at her. Beheadings? Hangings? They did them before, but they were never made public knowledge. Well, not like this.
"Things have changed, Yoko. You have to remember that," she stated. "It's been sixteen years... Well twenty years if you count that you can't remember those four."
I glared at her. Did she have to remind me every five minutes that I couldn't remember? That I wasn't wear I was supposed to be? Kori only smirked: a sign that she knew exactly what she was doing and enjoying it.
How did I ever fall in love with her?
I was going to get her back. "I wonder what Koenma'll do once you tell him we're getting no where with the memories." I watched her face drop, and I smirked slightly.
"You're an asshole, Yoko," she snapped.
"Thank you," I replied, draping an arm around her and leading, it was actually more like pulling and pushing, her down the path.
"I mean it," Kori stated. "You. Are. An. Asshole." She was silent for a few seconds. Then, "Where the hell are you taking us?"
"I don't know," I stated. "I just feel like going here."
And it was true; I had no clue where I was. I just felt something pulling me towards this spot. It was right before a forest and after quite a lot of forest, there loomed a giant castle.
"Where are we at, Kori?" I asked.
She was quite, eerily quite. Then she looked upset. "I want go home," she muttered.
"Kori, where-"
"I want to go home," she muttered again. She turned her face away from me. So I stood in front of her, and I was welcomed with a sight I had never seen before and never actually wanted to: Kori was starting to cry.
Kori's POV
I'm embarrassed to say I started crying. I HATE crying. And I promised Yoko I'd never do it again. But he didn't remember that and I kept trying to remember that he couldn't remember that. But it's hard.
"Kori, what's wrong?" Yoko asked.
"Nothing," I stated, and pushed him away.
I started to brush the tears away, but he grabbed my arm and cupped my chin, making me look straight into his eyes. "You're crying, Kori, that means something is wrong. What is wrong?" he asked.
"You really don't know?" I asked.
Yoko looked at me sadly, "No."
"This is where Kuronue died and believe it or not it was on this same day eighteen years ago."
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KS: Sorry it's short. I don't know when Kuronue died, but I made it two years before Yoko.