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Summary: When Kurama finally tells his mother about his past. What happens when his mother rejects him? -Warning: Short chapters-

It seemed that the sky wasn't having such a very well day either, as it began to rain down on the fox as he ran. But this didn't stop him, as he ran until he could hardly breath. He stopped for a while to rest. The redhead sat himself on the sidewalk, taking in deep breaths. 'I can't believe I trusted her! I should have known she wouldn't accept a thieving rat like me. Thinking I was "perfect", she probably think I had a "good" life as a youko. Yeah right,' his thoughts wandered off, as he just sat there.

Kurama was snapped out of his thought by something jabbing his ribs on the right. He sighed and looked to the side and saw Yuusuke kneeling down, stick in hand, and Kuwabara standing up, looking down on the redhead. “Yo,” they said in unison. “Hello,” Kurama replied, absentminded, and went straight back to thinking.

Yuusuke rolled his eyes and poked Kurama with the stick, but this time harder. Kurama yelped and jumped lightly. He glared at the detective. “Anything wrong, Kurama? You know, you shouldn't sit in the rain, you'll catch something,” Yuusuke said, tilting his head with a goofy grin on his face. Kurama nodded. “Yes, I know,” he said, standing up. He swayed a little, trying to keep his balance. “You okay, pal?” Kuwabara asked. Kurama nodded, earning a slight headache from the movement. 'Great,' he thought, 'I better not be sick.'

Nothing was on his side today, it seemed. His head became dizzy, and his sight was getting fuzzy. 'It doesn't help that I hardly ate today either,' he mentally cursed at himself. He began to weakly sway again, losing balance. “Kurama?” Yuusuke asked, and caught the falling redhead. “Kurama!” Yuusuke gently placed his hand on Kurama to check his pulse; fine. Then his temperature; burning. He turned to his best friend. “Kuwabara, he's running a high fever. What should we do?” he asked. “Take him home?” Yuuske nodded, and Kuwabara lifted the redhead bridle style. Kurama squirmed in his arms. “What's wrong, Kurama? We're taking you home,” Kuwabara said. Kurama shook his head.

“What?” “I can't go back,” Kurama whispered. “Why?” “I just can't...” Kuwabara looked at Yuusuke. “He doesn't want to go home,” he informed. “Then we'll take him to my place,” Yuusuke said and started down the road. Kuwabara followed, carrying the weak being in his arms.