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Deaf
By mocha
~*~*~*~
Going through this life on my own made me as cold as stone
I’m a ship going under
And telltell you this, but I don’t know how
I’m caving in and I’m falling out and I can’t resist
~Saliva
~*~*~*~
It was surprising that I could
tolerate the presence of the fat oaf. Normally I would have the burning desire
to slice his head off and serve it for breakfast, but today seemed different
for some unknown reason. I looked over Yukina’s face and saw a smile – a real
smile, with love buried within. How could she actually like someone who trips
over his feet – constantly? What does she see in him that makes my sister
desire him so? Is this what true love is? What Kuwabara and Yukina have? Do
they whisper ‘ai shiteru’
to each other every moment possible? Do they want to be with each
other….forever?
She found happiness, unlike I did.
She found love, unlike I did. She fell in love with someone who loved her back,
unlike I did….
I hate her. I hate Yukina. I hate
her so much….
I dreamt of her once. She was with
the dense Kuwabara again, singing softly to the birds and smiling when another
hand slipped into hers. They were happy, oblivious to the growing threat around
them. The sky darkened and the birds disappeared with a trace or a feather.
Yukina walked blindly when the human beside her vanished from the world. She
was alone with none to protect her or to hold her. None to be
there for her. None to love her.
The voices came and surrounded my
sweet sister, immobilizing her body in a single spot. They rushed at her and
tore her flesh, ripped her hair out, cut her being into bloody pieces and
swallowed them whole. Her screams of a horrible death echoed hollowly
throughout the cloudy sky, but I couldn’t hear the final cry of her last
breath. My beautiful sister was crying. She was dying. She was dead. She was
dead. She was dead. She was dead. She was-
~*~*~*~
I’ve got it all but I feel so deprived
I go up, I come down and I’m emptier inside
Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I’m missing
And why can’t I let it go?
There’s gotta be more to life
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
’Cause the more that I’m trippin’
out thinkin’ there must be more to life
Well there’s life but I’m sure there’s gotta
be more
Than wanting more
~Stacie Orrico
Dare yori mo zutto hijou
ni mo naru
I'll become much more
extraordinary than anyone
Dare yori mo zutto tsuyoku
naru
I'll become much stronger than
anyone
~*~*~*~
My eyes opened as the bell rang
within the building. I shook my head to clear the thoughts of yesterday’s
nightmare away to no prevail. It was terrible dream indeed….my lover’s mother,
Shiori, was attacked by thousands of demons. While I had few feelings for the
human, Kurama did. He was on the side, watching her being ripped to shreds
while he could do nothing. He could only stand there and look at the horrific
scene before him until the last trace of his mother was swept away….
A swarm of ningen
teenagers rushed out, laughing and talking to their friends before giving a
goodbye that would last until the next day. My kitsune walked out with
them, trying his best to avoid what he called his ‘over-hormonal stalkers,’ but
didn’t get far. It was pretty funny to watch, actually. Kurama walked briskly
towards the tree I sat in, but was suddenly stopped by another female.
I knew this girl. She was the
Youko’s #1 stalker, according to Kurama. Apparently she followed him
everywhere, even to the restroom at one point. Although he spoke poorly of her,
she was strikingly pretty. Many men looked at her with wanting eyes, though her
eyes were only on Kurama. She flicked her long black hair behind her shoulder,
showing her chest off perfectly. I lowered my ki,
wanting to know if the fox would go for her and take her to bed behind my back.
He’s going to do it, I thought. He doesn’t love me, so he’ll go with the
girl.
“Hey, Shuu-chan,”
she said, scooting closer to the redhead. “Where are you going?”
“Home,” Kurama replied firmly. His
eyes darted back and forth, looking for my ki
signature. His brow furrowed when he couldn’t find it. “I have to meet
someone.”
I
see it now. He’s already got some whores of his own.
“And you don’t want to meet me
instead?” she questioned, batting her eyes. “C’mon love, let’s go to the park-“
“I said no Myakka-san,” he said in a firmer tone. “And don’t call me
‘love.’”
“Aw, come on, Shuuichi, it’s not
like you already love someone….”
“Who said I didn’t?” He smirked at
slipped past her, leaving the girl to pout by herself.
My eyes widened and I almost let my
guard down. No way….No, he couldn’t. He wouldn’t. He doesn’t. He doesn’t. He
doesn’t.
Somehow I couldn’t convince myself
as I ran to Kurama’s house. I slipped through the window, sighing in relief to
find my kitsune’s presence absent. I walked into the kitchen, seeing Shiori at
the counter.
“Oh! Konnichi
wa, Hiei-kun,” she greeted me. “Is Shuuichi still at
school?”
“Um….yes.
He was a little busy,” I answered, trying to hide the jealously in my voice.
She nodded and handed me a cup of warm tea once I was seated at the table.
Kurama’s mother knew quite a lot.
After a bit of threats and sweet words from me, Kurama finally built the
courage to tell his mother everything. The only catch was that I had to be
there with him, or else he wouldn’t buy any more sweet snow for me. I told him it
was a dirty bribe, but somehow he managed to convince me. That damn Youko charm
again….I shouldn’t have fallen for his wants and needs….
“So how are you doing, Hiei-kun?”
Shiori sat across the table from me, a cup of her own in her hands. She was
kind and gentle, like my fox. Always so polite, despite the
circumstances….
“Not….bad,” I said with hesitation.
I looked up at her. “And you?”
“Not bad myself,” she replied with
a smile. “I earned a raise at my job and the house is clean, so everything has
been going well.”
“Hn.” I ran my finger around the brim of my teacup,
really wanting to get out of here. Shiori seemed to look at me funny sometimes,
and I was sure it was from disgust of seeing the Forbidden Child. But she
always had a smile on during then….
“Hiei, can I ask you something?”
I looked back at her face. “Sure.”
“Has my son been acting unusual
lately?”
I blinked, taken aback. “No….Kurama
seems to be doing fine.”
“I know, but for a while he’s
fallen a little quiet around me,” she said with worry in her eyes. “He’s not
eating as much anymore….if I ask him what’s wrong he just says that it was a
hard day at school. I don’t think that’s possible to happen for two weeks
straight….”
Her words stopped when Kurama
walked through the front door. He greeted Shiori with a hug, asking how her day
was. Then he went to me and planted a kiss on my cheek. My eyes shook at the
thought of that little kiss unfaithful and deceiving. I hid it from my fox, but
not from his mother. She saw me, raised an eyebrow, and studied my face
carefully. My face burned with shame – she knew. She knew what I was thinking;
I can tell. She knew that I didn’t believe the caring words that her demon son
said to me. Her lips pressed together and her face fell emotionless as she
stood up from her chair. I cursed my soul, I curmy dmy doubts, I cursed the Forbidden
body I possessed, I cursed the gods that gave me such a fucked up destiny that
I could not escape. I left my untouched tea on the table and followed Kurama up
to his room, not bothering to listen to his conversation.
Shiori knew quite a lot.
~*~*~*~
Life is like a melody, sang deep within my soul, sang deep
within to me
And all these chains that shackle me
They won’t let me take control
They want to take control of me
I’ve got to rise above my life
To find the reason I’m alive
I’ll save myself, I’m all alone
I’ve opened my heart to see there’s nobody home
It’s up to me, I’m on my own
~Saliva
~*~*~*~
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