Title: Night Of Facade
Author: Yoko-cw
Summary: Hiei and Kurama Contemplate What It Is To Be Wrong.
Authors Note: Forgive my long absence. I've had terrible writers block, and I actually haven't been home that often either... I hope this at least makes up for it a little... And if any of you who are subscribed to me and got 2 alerts, I apologize. I had to reupload this because I forgot to center. And yes, I have to center things.
Kurama POV
"You know this is wrong...don't you?"
The question itself sounded too loud and meaningless on that night. The only sound outside of us was snow falling through mist and onto fragile grass. Wrong, Hiei? I shook my head.
"Wrong is much easier defined in humans." We both knew that to be true. But humans, while judgmental, were also very naieve. Oh, how clearly they glared when we simply walked down the street with connected hands. How they sneered when our lips met for barely a moment.
If they so loathed what we did in love...what would they feel if they knew what happened in hate?
Neither of us were pure. We had both been cast from our original kin, taken in by thieves, murderers, con artists. We had both stared into glassy eyes without remorse, had killed countless people who had always asked us "why?".
...I don't know if we ever really knew the answer.
"We're living a facade, Hiei... Tell me, do you ever ask that question? To yourself, I mean."
He stared blankly at me for a moment, and then out to a breathless horizon. With a humorless smile, he inhaled from a cigarette I hadn't even known he'd posessed.
"Never." His tone was clean, sarcastic.
With a smile, I kissed his hand, willingly breathed the leftover smoke. Neither spoke, and neither pondered hidden meanings of words and pasts.
There is a human cliche that states two wrongs do not make a right. But in our case, I believed that to be a bit sketchy. After all, we'd committed no murders while in our relationship. He'd become a little less testy and violent, I a little less of the human I'd believed myself to become.
We stood silently the rest of that night, letting snow fall into our eyes. I think we both let our demons out...
...I awoke to silver hair on my pillow. And nearly dried blood on Hiei's.
It's so hard to damage who you are...