Almost
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Author's Note: This is a Kurama/Hiei, sort of Kurama/Yusuke. Rated for language and suggestive themes. This is in Hiei's POV, I may write comparison pieces with other two's views. Please let me know if you be interested in those. As always, please leave a review, thank you and enjoy.
Kurama's eyes were somewhere far away. "Do you love him, Fox?" My sudden question catches him off guard, and he blinks a few times before he's able to reply.
"Love whom?"
My expression darkens. "You know damn well who," I hiss.
He looks away, and I know, had I been able to glimpse his eyes, I would've seen shame burning within those emeralds. "You the answer to that," he whispers.
And I do. I do know the answer to that. I always have. Sometimes, like now for instance, it's so painfully obvious, I almost want to leave his bed forever. Almost. But I won't. I never will. He knows as well as I do that I'll always come back. Because for some small amount of time, usually while we fuck, I'm almost able to believe he actually loves me. Almost.
But I know better. It isn't my crimson eyes he longs to look into; it's chocolate brown ones. It isn't my name he desires to cry out as he finishes; it's his. And it always will be, regardless of what I might do to try and change his mind. "I'm leaving now," I inform him quietly. But it, frankly, isn't necessary. I never stay long. He knows this.
"Goodnight, Hiei," is his murmured response. And I know as soon as he thinks I can no longer see it, his expression will change. His longing will become more pronounced, and he will give in. He'll whisper his name into the darkness just as he falls asleep.
I slip away into the night. I'm not fast enough, however. I still hear him whisper that damned name.
"Yusuke..."
I can almost force myself to believe that I misheard him, that he whispered my name. Almost. And, certainly not for the first time nor probably the last, I have to wonder, is almost enough?