Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. If I did this story would be canon. And alas it's not so infer as you see fit.
Warnings: Mild language.
Author's Note: This is kind of an excerpt for a story that I haven't even started yet. :3
:: Stars ::
.: We gon' take it to the moon, take it to the stars :.
"What drove you to do this?" Kurama looked up at the star belt that watched over them. Hovering like a protective blanket. He brought his knees up to his chest - placing his chin a top them. "No one picks up and leaves everything they know for no reason. What's yours?"
Yusuke lifted his head off of his grassy pillow and opened one eye to stare at him before resting his head back in it's previous place. "You left too didn't you."
Kurama turned his head towards Yusuke who was still sprawled out on the grass - his hands outstretched. As if he was waiting for something to come to him - which in a way Kurama wouldn't be surprised if he was.
"I left to escape my pain." Kurama tilted his head towards the sky and closed his eyes - trying to find whatever Yusuke was searching for. "I think that's a valid reason."
There was a pause - both of them relished the silence. It wasn't awkward - just surprisingly calm.
"You're gonna think it's stupid."
"Try me."
Yusuke sat up and placed his arms behind him - keeping his weight up. Kurama continued looking at the stars - he knew the other boy would stop if he looked at him.
"I wanna to find love." Kurama snapped his head toward Yusuke - who kept his eyes focused on the stars. "But not any love. The love that stories are made of. An all compassing love. A love you would do anything for. A love that you would die for."
Kurama was completely turned towards Yusuke now - waiting on his every word. There was a warmth that filled him when he looked at the other. Something that told him that he would never be unhappy again. As long as they stayed just like this.
"My mother once told me: Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end." I want to feel what she meant by that." Yusuke turned his head to look at Kurama. "Have you ever felt like that?"
"No. Not yet."
But, the way the summer wind moved through his hair. And the kind way his eyes smiled at him. And the way he always pushed Kurama's hair out of his face because he wanted to see his eyes.
All that combined let Kurama know that he was lying to himself.