Delirium: I hate you guys. You made me write this while I was sick.

Dressi: Hehe, so. It gave you a good excuse to let us out instead of screwing around with your head.

Nana: Yeah. Besdies ,you're not feeling too sick anymore are you?

Delirium: After the ideas for this story yeah,Im feeling even worse.

Nana: It could just be that cereal you ate

Dressi: That's right, aren't you allergic to milk?

Delirium: No. Besides, it was soy milk

Nana: That was the reason then!

Delirium: I don't own Blue Seed, but I do own Gin and Kai.

The summery basically is, a young woman gets eight blue seeds. Well,what if she isn't made to be used like every one thinks?Warning,there is cursing,and there might be a lemon later on in the story. Also,there's a really really sad sad story behind Gin's life and Kai. So please no flames, because this was inspired by something that happened to a friend of mine and she said it was okay to mention in the story. But,there will be a major pairing besides her and someone else. It will also(mainly actually) Momiji and someone else who will not be named at this point.

She had never truly felt pain or remorse. Not even guilt or anger. Not even love. She had quite simply, never felt. Nothing. Her world was a dark gray; nothing existed in it except for her.

A car rushed by her again and she sighed. It seemed she was invisible in this world. No one ever noticed her at all, like she somehow blended in with the surroundings. Any movement and there would be shock and surprise, but never kindness. But she didn't have to worry, because she didn't want to be noticed.

Grey rain fell all around the girl and she felt a brief flicker of annoyance as it pelted her skin. No umbrella, no rain slicker, no galoshes. She didn't have the money for those things.

The cold penetrated her clothing with the water and goose bumps rose on her flesh.

Crossing the street quickly, she almost made it to the sidewalk when suddenly she slipped. Her sneakers weren't able to grab anything for traction, her screams filling the air. No one speeding by in their cars noticed the girl with short black hair lying on the sidewalk, blood seeping into the puddles, tinting everything red.

            Until a woman with short purple hair came to her, and a bright light flashed through everything, and the girl stirred, as if a deep nightmare, moaning in delirium caused by a sharp heat. The bright light faded, and the woman was gone. That's when a car screeched to a halt and a woman in a pink jumpsuit jumped out and started giving a two other people, a young woman and a man orders.

            Pain. Sharp, unadulterated pain course through her entire body. It felt as if she was being sewn back together.

            "-But does this mean that they're back?" A loud high-pitched voice commanded.

            Gin shook her head as if to clear the girl's squealing from her head, praying her eardrums wouldn't shatter.

            "Shut up," She mumbled almost incoherently as she tried to get up. She found that she was in a hospital gown on a steel table, tubes attached to her arms. She didn't know why, but an immense anger filled her at the sight of them.

            "Where am I?"

            "You're at TAC headquarters," an older man told her. Gin wanted to laugh. The TAC, weren't those the idiots that had tried to save the world even though they refused to sacrifice one girl? They were stupid fools who didn't see the bigger picture. She moved slightly and winced as her body exploded in new waves of heat, like flames were spreading through her veins and arteries.

            "Best not to move," A woman with her hair in a bun said quietly. Gin tried to move her hand away from pushing her back down, but it was futile. Her head exploded in light and she groaned.

            "I'm Momiji, what's your name?" A short brown haired girl asked.

            "Kyoujinno Gin," Gin replied. "I just get called Gin."

            "Odd name," The older man said again.

            "If you got a problem with it you can let me leave," Gin began. The man quickly smiled.

            "No, that's quite alright. Koume might like that name. Silver of the Assassin's Dagger. Very nice. Goes great with you," He told her. "I'm Kunakida by the way."

            "Nice to meet you. Why ain't I in a hospital?"

            "Ain't isn't a word. Second of all, a hospital is not equipped to help you with your situation," Kunakida told her. Gin look at him like he was nuts.

            "And how in all the hells do you know my situation?" Her voice held more hostility with every word.

            "Because we've had to deal with it before. By all accounts we should kill you, but we need answers first. Then we decide whether you're the enemy or if your just an innocent bystander caught in the whirlwind," A woman with short purple hair said. Gin was ready to rip her tongue out because the voice had sounded so condescending somehow.

            "Ryoko, there will be no killing. I've had enough of it," Momiji told the young woman in the suit. "She doesn't know what happened. I was there in the car when Ka- that girl gave her the mitamas," Momiji tripped over the almost said name and gave a nervous glance at Kunakida.

            "Mitamas, what are you guys talking about?" Gin demanded. She was surrounded by quacks. That's all there was to it. These people had taken their job too seriously and now that they had nothing left to do they'd gone off the deep end!

            "Look at your hands," Momiji said. Gin looked down at them and noticed the hard bead-like jewels stuck in them. They looked like halves of yin yangs.

            "What are they?"

            "Mitamas," Momiji said quietly.

            "What do they mean?"

            "Well, we're not sure. As far as we can tell, you have eight. Meaning you're an arigami." A busty blonde snorted.

            "And that makes me a monster doesn't it?"

            "No it doesn't. Kusanagi has mitama. I don't know why you have them; I just know that you do. We're going to try and figure out why you have them, and hope you'll fight on our side," Kunakida said.

            "Fight?! What the hell are talking about? I'm not going to fight a battle that isn't coming, so you guys just get these fucking tubes out of me and let me get back to my place, ok?" Gin demanded. Kunakida sighed and nodded to the woman with her hair in a bun. Ryoko began to protest, silenced only by the look Kunakida sent her. Gin assumed her was the boss.

            "Thanks for getting me off the street, but just leave me alone," Her voice told him forcefully. After that she followed Momiji out of the building.

            "I wonder what she's going to do when she finds out how powerful she is," Ryoko said.

            "She'll use them to her advantage," Kusanagi said. Sakura looked surprised.

            "Like robbing banks or something?"

            "No, she's a street fighter. She may be slight but she has muscle. I'd say she could probably take Koume down," He replied. Kunakida sighed thoughtfully.

            "Why would any girl go back to that kind of career instead of having something stable?"

            "Is this really stable? She could die. Any of us could. Her chances are probably better out there. AT least out there her opponents aren't immortal," Kusanagi told them. Sakura nodded.

            "Wait, she won't hurt Momiji will she?" Ryoko asked suddenly, her voice full of panic.

            "I don't think she will," Kusanagi said.

            "You really should stay for awhile, let us explain," Momiji told Gin as they waited outside for a taxi. It turns out that a full day had passed, and Gin wanted to groan. She had missed a fight that would have fed her and her son for a month!

            "Chick, look. I know what I know. I don't care if all of Japan dies tomorrow, because I know enough about people to know they aren't worth saving. No one is innocent, and everyone is either predator or the victim. I intend to stay out of this shit, because I everyone dies, that means I die too," Gin told her.

            "Don't you have anyone you love?"

            "Yes, my son," Gin aid impatiently.

            "You have a son?" Momiji asked, surprise filling her voice.

            "Yes."

            "But you're so young."

            "I made a mistake," The terse voice answered. Momiji ignored the warning.

            "Don't you love his father?"

            The innocent question made Gin tense up.

            "His father's dead." Momiji finally fell silent after this explanation to her questions.  Her emerald eyes searched Gin's silver ones for a minute and saw the anger, rage, and underneath, the despair. What could cause such strong emotion?

            The taxi came up to the building and Gin climbed in. Momiji gave the driver enough money to make him happy, and she had slipped some into Gin's since the girl had been found without any. She felt better that she had since she now knew Gin had a son.

            A son.

            How did a girl around nineteen end up with a son?

            "Thanks Shan. I'm really sorry, I just slipped and then woke up in a hospital and all. Thanks for taking care of Kai. You don't know what it means to me," Gin told the woman as she left the dingy apartment. She walked towards her own and unlocked the several locks on the door. Quickly opening it and slipping in, then closing it and locking all the locks, she sat the five-year-old boy down on the couch.

            "Momma, what happened? You were supposed to pick me up early today? I thought we were going to watch TV together," Kai said, pouting.

            "I'm sorry honey. I had an accident and slipped and hurt my head. I didn't wake up for a little while and then when I did, I rushed here to make sure you were all right. Since I don't have to work tonight, you want to watch a movie?"

            "Yeah!" The little boy's enthusiastic voice reached Gin's ears and made her smile.

            "And what do you want for dinner tonight?"

            "I want," The boy paused to think. "Ramen with hot dogs!"

            "That's an odd request, but for my prince, anything," Gin said as she walked into the cluttered kitchen and opened the fridge door, which was covered in crayon prints her son had made while he was being baby-sat at Shan's. He would be starting school after this summer, and Gin would work as hard as she could to make sure he got into a good school so when he was old enough he could get out of this hell hole. She had saved enough to buy a house soon, somewhere respectable, and where no one would know her or recognize her.

            Quickly preparing ramen and hotdogs, she listened to her son talk about how Shan had let him and her daughter Lin play video games and how Lin had cheated by pinching him. He whined a little about the unfairness of it and Gin chuckled as she cut the hotdogs into pieces for her son. She added some ketchup then handed the plate to her son, and she carried a bowl of ramen into the living room and sat it on the short table that stood a few feet away from the TV. Kai sat down and Gin brought in her own bowl of ramen and then rummaged around in the movie case, looking for a movie to watch.

            "What you want to watch tyke?"

            "Thunder Cats!" Kai exclaimed. Gin laughed slightly and pulled out an old copy of a Thunder Cats video. She popped it into the VCR then got behind the table with her son and he cuddled up next to her as they ate, Kai exclaiming every few moments about how he would like to be the main character.

            Suddenly the doorbell rang and Gin stood up, Kai looking at her expectantly.

            " Don't worry sweetie, I'll be back in a minute. Eat your food," Gin told him as she walked towards the door, fear pulsing in her heart. She hoped it wasn't someone coming to her with a job. She needed some time with her son. She could dip into the funds she had saved for the house if she needed to, if just to spend some time with him.

            Peeping through the small eye in her door she wanted to bang her head against the frame.

            Unlocking the locks with a deftness that spoke of years of practice, she opened the door.

            "What do you want?" Her voice almost sounded accusing.

            "I'd like to talk to you," Momiji said. A small busty girl was behind her. The same one that had woken Gin up earlier.

            "Come in then. I'm going to say it now though, you will not say anything to my son about these," She said, gesturing to her hands which were covered by the baggy sleeves of a sweater.

            "We promise," Momiji said. She walked in with the blonde girl behind her. Gin showed them into the kitchen table and then went into the living room.

            "Hey tyke, I need to talk to some people. They were the ones that saved me yesterday. Keep watching your movie and I should be back out soon," Gin promised.

            Kai's eyes welled up with tears. He had wanted to spend time with his only parent and Gin felt like she was incompetent to be his parent once more.

            "It'll only be a few minutes honey, I promise," She told him, then kissed his forehead. Kai nodded and then went back to eating his food and watching the movie. Gin sighed and stood back up and walked into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table.

            "So what do you want? I thought I told you I wouldn't join you last time. And how the hell did you find me?"

            "Kusanagi asked around and found out where you live. We came here because we'll probably be less, loud. You have a very cute little boy," Momiji said. Immediately Gin's defenses went up.

            "If you think about hurting him to get me to join I'll kill you myself," She threatened. She noticed a glowing coming from her hands. Electricity zinged throughout her entire body. The sleeves of her sweater had fallen down and she saw that the mitama were glowing like light bulbs.

            "We won't. What we are saying is that we can give you steady pay and a better place to live so he can be safe. I don't know about you, but I'd feel safer in a place where I didn't have to have to have six locks on my door," The blonde chick said. The glowing faded and Gin sighed.

            "What am I to become? A lab rat? What good am I to my son if I can't even see him?"

            "No. You'd help us figure out why you now have eight mitama, and what it means. Don't you want to keep your son alive? What if the arigami came back to Japan? Do you remember the chaos a year ago?" Momiji asked. Gin only nodded.

            "When can we get out of here?" Seeing the shocked look on the two girl's faces, Gin only laughed. "I hold no illusions about how bad this place is. It isn't the ghetto, but it's still not good. And the locks are for old opponents who come to hunt me down. Basically, I have almost enough money to get out of here. Another fund is set aside for his schooling and college. I don't want my son to grow up like this. I know all too well what can happen. So, I repeat myself, how soon till we leave?"

            "We can as soon as you can get everything packed up. We can move you into Kunakida's house where I live with them, and if you want later on you can move out," Momiji said.

            "Well, we don't have much, I just have to pack some of his movies and our clothes. Think we can leave within the hour? I'm assuming where we live will be furnished?"

            "Yes, it will be furnished and yes, we can leave within then. Let me call Koume. Sakura, can I borrow your cell?" Momiji asked the  blonde girl.

            "Yeah. You need any help packing?" Sakura asked.

            "No, just give me a few minutes to explain to Kai," Gin told her. Sakura nodded and gave Momiji her cell phone.

            Gin walked into the living room, where Gin was still watching his movie. Gin sat down and he cuddled up to her without even looking at her.

            "Hey tyke, I got a question," Gin began. Kai looked at her expectantly.

            "What would you say to us moving to a nicer place, and you getting to see me more often?"

            "Can we still watch Thunder Cats?" He asked. Gin nodded. Kai acted like he was thinking it over, then threw his arms around his mother's neck. "Yes! When are we moving?"

            "Well, if you can pack your clothes and toys up quickly, we can move tonight, now go hurry. I'll pack up your movies and my clothes. When you're finished there's two nice ladies in the kitchen. I want you to go and introduce yourself nicely like a young man, and then wait for me to finish okay?"

            "Yes mommy," Kai said as he sped for his room in record time. Gin smiled at his excitement. He had no idea just how hard the decision had been. She truly wanted to see her son more often, but could she do that if they made her some sort of science experiment?

            She sighed, thinking the choice was made, and prayed everything would be all right.

            Gin sat in the back of a station wagon that Koume drove. Upon introduction she had seemed vaguely familiar but Gin put it to the back of her mind. Sakura sat in the front and Momiji sat in the back with Kai and Gin. Kai was in Gin's lap, already fast asleep and smiling. Gin felt her heart jerk. He was such a wondrous thing, out of such a sad story. He would never know who his father was.

            "He's such a beautiful child, and he has a lot of your features," Momiji said. Gin nodded.

            "Thank you. He's had a hard life of it. I ran away when I found out I was pregnant. I've made a living fighting on the streets. I can't become a hooker. Over the past few years, I've made enough money and saved it that between the two accounts, there's almost enough for a house and close to half enough for his education. The rest is for clothes and food, and a toy for him every once in awhile. I just hope that he can have more. I don't want him growing up in such a place.

            "There's a lot he doesn't know, and I don't ever want him to know. He thinks I'm a waitress at an all night restaurant. I never want him to find out I've been getting blood money. I want him to have a happy childhood. Now, hopefully, he can have that."

            "I'll help make sure of it. Ryoko can't have children, so there will always be a babysitter hanging around should you need it. And if not her, then me. He's quite a cute little guy," Momiji said. Gin smiled.

            "He's all I have. I'd do anything to make him happy."

            "And he will be, I'll help make sure of it with you," Momiji promised.

            Gin didn't usually put too much stock in promises, but from this young girl, she actually believed someone would help her without asking for something in return.

Please review! Tell me if anything's wrong or if I goofed! Or if you have any ideas for the future or something. I love hearing stuff!