A/N: Here I am again writing another sad-i-ish story! This time its a one-shot. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. I have merely "borrowed" a few characters to make my story. Don't worry though, all of them were returned in good shape.
Too Late
By: FMOT
In the Makai, that is where they said he would have wanted to be buried. He would have come back and haunted us all if we had buried him in a cemetary with humans. Maybe we should have. It would have been nice to have his presence around me again, even if all he did was show resentment. Then again, he probably wouldn't have bothered haunting me. He probably would have thought it was a waste of his now endless time.
I guess I should explain. You see, it wasn't that he didn't like me, it was that he didn't know me. We weren't close at all, but then again, he wasn't that close to anyone. He liked to be alone, and only join his fellow teammates when it was time to fight or when they had a new mission. The only time we were together were at parties Kurama made him attend, or the few times that he saved me.
Many times I tried to reach out to him but he would only back away. I think that he always made sure that we were never alone. I always wondered why. At first I thought he was afraid of me but I laughed that thought away quickly. He was never afraid. If he was, he never showed it, and it definitely wouldn't have been me.
He never really talked with me either. Everytime I thanked him for saving my life and helping me with things I had left home for, he would always blush slightly and seem uncomfortable. He confused me, and made me wonder why he treated me so strangely. He never treated anyone else quite like he treated me. He seemed to hold me in some kind of high regard and made it his job to watch over me. I trusted him completely and when I was in danger, I never had any doubts about him saving me.
I wish we could have been friends. Well, I guess in a way we were...but I would have liked to have been closer. I used to think that maybe he thought that I was weak and pathetic, but when he got beaten in battle and knocked out I took care of him. As soon as he had awakened, he asked who had taken care of him. When he learned that it was me he seemed to be impressed. Proud even. Then I thought that maybe he just didn't care for me, but that couldn't be. Why would he save me then? He had to like me. Even if only slightly.
In fact, if I think back on all of our encounters, he was never mean to me, and he did always treat me politely. He was always there when I needed him the most. Once when I was very sad, it was he who comforted me. Him. Yes, it doesn't seem like him, and I'm quite sure that he would never treat anyone else like he did me. I never knew why he treated me so nicely. Now that he's gone, I guess I'll never know.
I miss him so much. I feel as though a part of my soul is gone that I never knew was there until he left. I never told him this but, he was like a brother to me. He even helped me search for my real brother. I never found him though. Not even with all the help I recieved from my friends. But, if I think about it...it doesn't really matter.
Because Hiei was like the brother I never found.
Owari