LAST WORDS
Kurama's POV
I saw it coming. Could have avoided it. Yet even as I screamed mental instructions to my feet, part of me felt resigned to the fate that came flying towards me in a blur of black and flaming rage.
Crimson agony. Dimly I was aware of my rose whip as it slipped from my numb grasp.
Shiori.
Yuusuke.
Kuwabara-kun.
Hiei...
"I didn't"
Crimson eyes widened.
Then darkness fell...
Hiei's POV
Bastard! Traitor!
As my sword embedded itself into soft human skin and deeper, I almost felt a pang of regret. But rage is a swirling torrent within, demanding release. Release in the only form I knew.
His half hearted protests and strangled explanations couldn't, wouldn't, didn't register in my mind. His attempt to defend himself only served to fuel my fury. I couldn't think. Not till..
Emerald eyes widened, partly in acceptance, partly in pain, as crimson spread across pure white robes. And slowly they closed, surrendering to eternal sleep.
As his limp form slumped, graceful even in death, onto the ground, my rage suddenly subsided, shoved aside by shocking realization and anguished remorse. His last words poured upon my suddenly clear mind, searing my soul like scorching rain.
I barely noticed the detective and the fool running forth.
"Too late"
Oh God, what have I done ?
Yuusuke POV
I ran as fast as I could, pushing my speed to its limits. Hiei's youki and rage was in the air, increasing my urgency.At this rate, he'd make his final move without hesitation
Damn, he can't do that! Not to an innocent! Not without knowing the truth. The real truth.
I could feel Kurama's soft youki, now laced with half hearted desperation. It feels so weak compared to the wild raging force closing in on him. No!
I ran into the clearing, panting from exertion.Hiei turned to me, his normally passive face now contorted in anguish and regret.
At the same time, Kurama's lifeless form hit the ground with a dull thud, coloured in more crimson than just his hair.His life force..no..I can't feel it anymore..
"KURAMA!"
Kuwabara's POV
Damn that shrimp!How could he just run off like that, without listening to our explanations!
Running, pushing through the shrubbery, Urameshi and I, I could feel his rage emanating forth, intruding my psychic senses. I almost keeled at the force of it.Damn, at this rate, we'll never make it there in time. Hopefully, Kurama can defend himself against Hiei, at least till we get there.
I expanded my senses, searching for traces of Kurama. My eyes widened in shock.
"Shit, Urameshi, he's giving up!"
Urameshi appeared not to hear me, torn in his own anxiety. Apparently, he too could feel Hiei's dark flaming aura diving in for the kill. Wait…diving..? Damn!
We broke into the clearing just as Kurama's form fell, limp and lifeless, onto the ground.
Blindly, I was aware that Hiei's rage had transformed into something else. Shock and anguish was clear, not only in his aura but also written on his pained face.
With that, my desire to yell at the shrimp for being so rash and reckless was gone. Instead, I wanted to shake Kurama, just as I had to Urameshi when he fell and died for the second time in Sensui's hands, for giving up when we were so close to being there for him.I wanted to yell at him for not explaining to Hiei that he had not betrayed him and attempted to kill Yukina. I wanted to scold him for being such a …
"Bakayarou"
But I could not bring myself to do so.
O.O i actually made Kuwabara seem smart..anyways this is my first real try at YYH fanfiction.be kind n comment...