Feeling That Way
Prologue
"I just don't feel that way about you..."
The words echoed inside his head. Over and over again. It was supposed to be a joke.
"You fool! It's not for you!"
He had been embarrassed. Too embarrassed. A small blush had stained his cheeks. He hoped with everything he was, that Kurama would not notice it, and to his relief, he did not seem to. He watched as his mothers tear dangled from the red head's fingers. Long and delicate, they were fingers that could make a man squirm if used properly. Not that he would know anything about that. Not that he wanted to know or anything.
Was he joking in the fact that it would be ridiculous if he ever had feelings for him? Or vise versa? Or was he trying to cover up the fact that Kurama did indeed have such feelings, but feared them. Or was it that he thought that Hiei had feelings for him and had wanted nothing to do with it? Kurama's laughing face echoed through out his mind,chasing him down a long corridor with no end. The sweet soft voice taunting him over and over again. "I just don't feel that way about you......Hiei."
Hiei sat bolt upright, startled. His face was pink, a small little frown marred his handsome features. Sitting in a large cushioned chair on the right side of the bed, was Mukuro. She stared at him with a strange, almost longing expression. "You had a nightmare..." Hiei whipped his head around to glare at her with narrowed eyes."Don't be ridiculous." A green gaze still swam around in his head. Staring, mocking. "Don't lie to me Hiei. You've been having the same dream over and over again for a month now." Hiei scowled at her, his rage building. It was none of her concern what he dreamed!
"You are a fool, you cannot know my dreams Mukuro. You presume too much." With a much quieter voice he added. "Stop trying to get inside my head..." A soft chuckle drifted a crossed the room. She acted like she did not hear the last bit."Do I? So I suppose the dream has nothing to do with Kurama at all." A slight triumphant smile slide a crossed her features."Shut it." He responded, his eyes ripped away from her form. He did not want her to see the confusion or hesitation that laid there. He must have been talking in his sleep.
"I'm not a fool Hiei..." He spoke again, her voice now a softer, almost hurt tone, as if it were his fault he dreamed what he did! "I knew I could not keep you for long. I saw it in your face every night, in your eyes. I knew the day loomed closer and closer to the time when you would leave me. You are restless... I thought perhaps your journey would end with me. I was wrong, you have a little more to do it seems, before you can rest peacefully." Hiei turned to stare at her in astonishment, his eyes wide. He saw the look she gave him. A bitter sweet smile rested on her lips. Her eyes quivering with held back emotion. "I am not your mate...am I Hiei? Likewise, I have found...that you are not mine." Even still a smell of roses lingered in his subconscious, the smell of him. Hiei closed his eyes and tilted his head back letting it devour him. "No." He responded. A simple answer that held so much. Many words went unspoken between them. Silent goodbyes, that lasted only seconds. Mukuro got up out of her chair. Hiei dare not look at her. "I hope you find what you are looking for." She whispered. Her footsteps echoed through out the room as she left. A promise, a sad regret, a lasting farewell.