AUTUMN'S PROMISE
By: Chevalle

EPILOGUE          

2 years later…

The city was particularly peaceful. It was organized, quiet... everything was perfect. ...It got on my nerves! I needed a battle. I wanted to smell the fresh blood of newly-killed prey. I haven't done any of that for the past two years. I felt like going back to my violent ways of killing someone or something. I had missed that part of me.

"Hiei," Came a familiar voice from beneath me. "You sure you don't want to come down from there, and be like everyone else? I mean, Yusuke and Keiko-chan are at the ramen restaurant..."

***

Yusuke slurped his ramen down. After he licked the bowl clean, he leaned back in his chair, and patted his filled tummy. Yum! Keiko sat across him, her arms folded across her bosom. "It's good, isn't it?"

"Yeah, very." He agreed.

"Great. Glad to know you enjoyed a free meal cooked by me." Keiko picked up his bowl, and stood up.

Was that sarcasm he heard in her voice?

Yusuke grabbed her wrist before she had the chance to leave the table.

"What now?" She asked, annoyed.

"Keiko," Yusuke smiled gently. The tone in his voice, and the look on his face made Keiko almost drop the bowl. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For cooking me a wonderful meal today. For cooking me wonderful meals in the past. And for cooking wonderful meals for me in the future." Yusuke replied.

"Huh? Future?" Keiko looked bewildered.

Yusuke took out a small case from his jeans pocket, and opened it. Resting in it was a brilliantly-cut diamond ring. "...And thank you for...uh... for being... Keiko." With that, he got down on one bended knee, and proposed. "Keiko, will you marry me?"

Keiko's reply? She kissed him.

***

The person continued. "Kuwabara-kun and Yukina-chan are at the carnival..."

***

"Kazuma-san, we're so high! It has such a beautiful view!" Yukina said excitedly.

No reaction from her companion.

"Kazuma-san?"

Kuwabara groaned. "I think I'm gonna be sick!" His belly turned over as the ferris wheel went round and round.

"Kazuma-san, are you all right?" Yukina asked worriedly. "You don't look too well." And she was right; for Kuwabara looked papery-white, and greenish at the same time.

"Huh?" He turned to face Yukina, and started to laugh. "I'm fine. I've never been better, see?" He looked like he was about to cry.

"Can we get some cotton candy and chili dogs after this?"

"Sure!" He felt like he wanted to puke. "Anything for you!"

"And ice cream?"

"Anything!" Oh boy... Now he really didn't feel too good.

The ride came to a halt. Kuwabara hurriedly got out of the cable car, and fled to find a bathroom. A puzzled Yukina stared after him, wondering what in the world she had said wrong.

A relieved Kuwabara appeared a moment later. Yukina was sitting daintily on one of the park's benches, waiting for him.

"I'm back." Kuwabara said.

Yukina smiled. "Can we get corn on the cob too?"

Kuwabara disappeared again.

***

"I mean, don't you want to have some fun like everybody else is doing?"

I eyed the person irritatingly... my 'best friend' Kurama, who was smiling ridiculously at me. I glanced at him, only for a brief moment, and turned my head elsewhere. "Hn."

"Aren't you tired of posts?"

"I like it just fine!"

"Oh listen to this," Kurama changed the topic. I looked down at him again, and saw that he was flipping through some huge pieces of paper with human printings on them. "It says here that a comatose patient, Fuukami Eyako, has miraculously awakened and has fully-recovered. That's good news!"

"Hn!" I snorted in reply. I really didn't understand how that could be good news. I didn't want to listen to Kurama's useless banter any longer, so I dropped out of sight. I leaped from tree to tree, rooftop to rooftop. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't see the teenage girl heading my way. I hurriedly flitted out of her path, but it seemed like an eternity before my feet left the ground.

As if in slow motion, I gazed into her eyes. I had no idea if it was my imagination or not, but I saw they were a dazzling shade of bright blue. She continued on her merry way. When I looked at her again, her glassy depths were now a plain shade of brown. Not to arouse any suspicion, I took off like a ghost, and came to rest on another telephone pole. My eyes followed her, as she skipped all the way to her school: Meiou High.

I observed her for several hours. There was a feeling deep within me that I couldn't recognize. It was like a knot in my stomach. I felt a surge of electricity flow to my jagan. It surprised me a little; but what shocked me was the fact that I felt a sensation of warmth spread in my chest as I watched her.

***

"Eyako-chan," One girl said. "Wow, how were you able to survive that coma?"

"We're so happy you're all right!" Another declared.

"Yeah... weren't you a hopeless case?"

Eyako turned pink. "I-I... I guess so."

"And at such a young age too! Did you take sleeping pills or something?" One boy asked.

"N-no..." Eyako faltered in reply. She hated people hovering over her like she were some kind of freak. It made her feel like she was different from the others. "I--I need to go. See you later!" She rushed out of the hallway, trying her best to get away from the crowd.

She ran, holding her textbooks in her arms. When she turned the corner, however, she bumped into someone. The force sent her stumbling back onto a wall. She dropped her textbooks, and hit her shoulder.

"Ouch!" Eyako cried out.

"Sorry," A boy apologized. He helped her pick up the fallen books which were scattered on the floor. "I'm Aranami Akori. Hi. New student."

Eyako smiled at him. "Fukami Eyako. Nice to meet you... I think."

"Likewise," He replied, grinning. "Are you...uh... free for lunch?"

"Not that I'm expensive or anything; but yes, I am." She answered sweetly, as he handed her her books. "I-I have to go. Home economics class. Bye."

***

"Eyako-chan," A classmate whined. "Could you help me with my cooking?"

"Sure thing!"

"What did you make anyway?"

"I baked gingerbread men."

"Really? Oh let me see, please!!"

"Ok," Eyako took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and tied an apron around her waist. "But let's get to work first, shall we?"

***

What I saw almost made me fall off my rocker... or the post, for that matter...! What she held in her hand minutes later was a tiny, edible replica of me! The spiky black hair, the white star marking near my forehead, the black cloak... And then I let in a sharp breath. I blinked several times to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. There engraved on her right shoulder was a scar. Who was this girl? I stared suspiciously at her, wondering. I had yet to find out...

***

He rotated his chair around, as he lounged in it. Koenma sighed in contentment. At last the Akuna-Kuanja saga was finally over. He stamped the pieces of documents, piled them up, and stuffed them into the filing drawers of the table. Case closed.

"Koenma-sama," Botan's head peeked into the office. "So far we have no record of Eisila anywhere. She's not on the death list. We've searched for two years, but still there is no sign or trace of her."

Koenma tucked his hands under his chin, his elbows on the varnished gold table. "Just as I thought; the mirror has granted her another chance to live due to her unselfish wish to save Kurama."

Botan beamed. "That's wonderful! "But---"

"KOENMA!!!!!!!!" A booming voice echoed throughout the palace.

"Uh oh..." Botan whispered.

Koenma scrambled to his feet. "It's my father!! He must have found out about the treasures!! YAAAAAHHH!!!!!"

And so, our story ends here. 

Or does it begin again?

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