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Dedication: This is for one of my reviewers, Zero Enna005. The plot is mine, but Zero Enna005 was the one who requested a Hiei/Keiko fic.
SECRETS IN MY BLOOD
How one person could be in so much pain, she didn't know. All she knew was that she hurt. Not just the physical pain either. The emotionally grief she was feeling was overwhelming. She kept telling herself over and over it wasn't true. Deep down she knew it was. She knew it. It was in her blood.
Keiko nearly cried out, it hurt so much. Her life was nothing more than an illusion. Some sick joke that she believed to be true. Then, her mother told her. Her mother was the root of all her problems. How could she have done this to her!
How could she have done it knowing the consequences?! How could she do this to her only child? How could she have given Keiko her life knowing . . . knowing . . .
Knowing that Keiko would die and die young.
So, so young.
In a few days in fact.
She started to cry again. Her tears joining the salty puddle on the floor, where she was sitting. How could she die at the age of fourteen? How could her father not really be hers? How could she be what she was? How could her 'real' father be what he was?
How could she be . . . a hanyou?
How could she be a hybrid demon? How could her mother have done this to her father? Why, why, WHY?
Her tears ran down her face burning her skin. They did not burn as much as the pain though. The pain was now her constant companion. It would kill her soon. Very soon.
"I don't want to die . . ." Whispered Keiko
She didn't want to die just because her mother had made this one terrible mistake. She didn't want to die just because her real father had been a demon. She didn't want to die just because her demon blood wouldn't accept her human blood.
How was she could she stop her own body from destroying itself?
She couldn't. She didn't know how. Some one else might though.
But would she tell anyone? She didn't want anyone to know about her secret. Her deadly secret and her unclean blood.
Some one else . . .
Was this secret really worth dieing for? Could she really tell anyone?
She might, but not Yusuke. He would never look at her the same again. Kuwabara would be even worse then Yusuke. So that left her barely a hand full of people . . .
But who?
Boton wouldn't know what to do. Koenma would tell Yusuke. So would Kurama. That left one person.
Could she trust him? Probably not. Would he tell? No, he didn't tell anyone anything. Would he help?
She was going find out.
Dedication: This is for one of my reviewers, Zero Enna005. The plot is mine, but Zero Enna005 was the one who requested a Hiei/Keiko fic.
SECRETS IN MY BLOOD
How one person could be in so much pain, she didn't know. All she knew was that she hurt. Not just the physical pain either. The emotionally grief she was feeling was overwhelming. She kept telling herself over and over it wasn't true. Deep down she knew it was. She knew it. It was in her blood.
Keiko nearly cried out, it hurt so much. Her life was nothing more than an illusion. Some sick joke that she believed to be true. Then, her mother told her. Her mother was the root of all her problems. How could she have done this to her!
How could she have done it knowing the consequences?! How could she do this to her only child? How could she have given Keiko her life knowing . . . knowing . . .
Knowing that Keiko would die and die young.
So, so young.
In a few days in fact.
She started to cry again. Her tears joining the salty puddle on the floor, where she was sitting. How could she die at the age of fourteen? How could her father not really be hers? How could she be what she was? How could her 'real' father be what he was?
How could she be . . . a hanyou?
How could she be a hybrid demon? How could her mother have done this to her father? Why, why, WHY?
Her tears ran down her face burning her skin. They did not burn as much as the pain though. The pain was now her constant companion. It would kill her soon. Very soon.
"I don't want to die . . ." Whispered Keiko
She didn't want to die just because her mother had made this one terrible mistake. She didn't want to die just because her real father had been a demon. She didn't want to die just because her demon blood wouldn't accept her human blood.
How was she could she stop her own body from destroying itself?
She couldn't. She didn't know how. Some one else might though.
But would she tell anyone? She didn't want anyone to know about her secret. Her deadly secret and her unclean blood.
Some one else . . .
Was this secret really worth dieing for? Could she really tell anyone?
She might, but not Yusuke. He would never look at her the same again. Kuwabara would be even worse then Yusuke. So that left her barely a hand full of people . . .
But who?
Boton wouldn't know what to do. Koenma would tell Yusuke. So would Kurama. That left one person.
Could she trust him? Probably not. Would he tell? No, he didn't tell anyone anything. Would he help?
She was going find out.