They say home is where the heart is. But what if your heart has no place
to go home too?
Prologue
The rain poured down in shimmering sheets. The streetlights showed an almost completely empty street. A small figure was the only sign of life that miserable night. Hiei looked around at his surroundings. To his left was a small bar, drunken laughter came from it and on his other side he saw with some shock Kurama's house. What made me come here? Hiei could tell by the light in the upstairs window that Kurama was home. He leaped up and landed into the tree nearest the window, the tree sheltered him from most of the rain as he peered in. He was right. Kurama was sitting on his floor. A large book lay open in front of him. Hiei considered going in but Kurama looked busy so he turned and left back into the rain.
"Goodbye Hiei" Kurama whispered. He had been watching Hiei out of the corner of his eye. Then Kurama turned and went back to his book.
Prologue
The rain poured down in shimmering sheets. The streetlights showed an almost completely empty street. A small figure was the only sign of life that miserable night. Hiei looked around at his surroundings. To his left was a small bar, drunken laughter came from it and on his other side he saw with some shock Kurama's house. What made me come here? Hiei could tell by the light in the upstairs window that Kurama was home. He leaped up and landed into the tree nearest the window, the tree sheltered him from most of the rain as he peered in. He was right. Kurama was sitting on his floor. A large book lay open in front of him. Hiei considered going in but Kurama looked busy so he turned and left back into the rain.
"Goodbye Hiei" Kurama whispered. He had been watching Hiei out of the corner of his eye. Then Kurama turned and went back to his book.