Chapter 1

I felt a gaze on me as my consciousness began to stir awake. It felt hostile. Though, like all mornings, I had a real slow time to wake up. Maybe it was my mother who does nothing but nag me to utter annoyance about to give me another lecture about sleeping early and waking up early too. I wish she'd just shut the hell up sometimes. I stretched and groaned still half asleep and let my body and mind slowly awaken. As I continued to ignore the hostile gaze, I pondered on what I could scavenge for breakfast... My mother, recently, never did grocery shopping with the thought of having a daughter still in the house so I would be left to look around trying to find something appetizing other than canned spaghetti and junk food that I wasn't even allowed to eat. Yeah, my mom is a total bitch sometimes.

I inwardly wished I could eat blueberry pancakes, with sausages, hash browns, and some scrambled eggs. My stomach grumbled. Well, I'll probably end up eat Honey Nut Cheerios. Blah!

I finally opened my eyes slowly. My room was brighter than usual it must be really warm outside. I groaned again as I stretched and prepared mentally for the annoying, morning ruining nagging I knew she was going to spill out.

I looked off the side of the bed surprised first that my back touched the wall. That's odd... My bed is positioned at the center if my room, not to the wall. This wasn't my biggest surprise. When my eyes met those red, deep eyes, I thought I was still dreaming.

"Hiei?" His name came out breathless and shocked. What the hell was this?!

He let out a small gasp and his face was turning red. Whether in shock or rage, I did not know. He looked as if he was trying not to panic. His whole body trembled, his clenched fists were at his side, and just a terrible vibe of chaos came off of him.

I was so shocked but my need to comfort him overwrites my inner confusion as I saw his turmoil. I grabbed his hand gently, trying to help him relax, and he gasped has if he couldn't believe I was real or was it that he wasn't breathing that he had to take a breath?

"Grace?" A voice called me by the door. I looked up to see this man with long red vibrant hair and he oozed elegance.

"Kurama?" His eyes filled with tears though he held his composure as he smiled and came near. How does he know my name? Is this a dream? It has to be. Anime characters knowing my identity and in reality, it's just not possible.

He touched my hair and caressed my short locks. This touch seems so familiar. It was so gentle and assuring though out of place for a grown woman. I haven't been touched like this since I was a child.

"It's nice to see you after all this time. Don't you agree, Hiei?" Kurama asked to the short man. This seemed to awaken Hiei and gave Kurama a baffled but pissed off face. Hiei turned away from where I was, punched the wall, and disappeared.

"What is this?!" I finally managed to whisper frightened as I felt the room shake from Hiei punching the wall, seeing the wall crack and crumble slightly, and hearing some of the wall material fall to the ground. It's not a dream! How can it? To have all my senses completely engulfed by a dream it's not possible. Sure, sometimes I could see clearly or feel or even hear things instead of the dull dreams I have that the only way that people speak is through my mind. This felt like reality.

"No, this has to be a dream." I muttered to myself. Kurama smiled with a nostalgic, bemused going in his eyes.

"This reminds me when you first came to us." He said sitting down next to me crossing his legs and relaxing.

"First time…?"

"I think it's better if we start from the beginning. Do you remember some of your daydreams?" He asked looking into my eyes. I nodded slowly.

"Though, not all of them... Well, not most of them to be exact."

"What if I told you they were memories?"

"What?! You mean it all happened?"

"Yes. You had, still have, this extremely strong psychic powers. Every time you would 'daydream' you would slip to your reality to ours. You would have adventures with us, tag along to our missions, and sometimes just spend time with us. When you would right those 'fanfics', you were actually just recording what happened with us like a diary."

"Was I aware that this place was reality?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"Yes, you were..." He said sadly.

"Why did that change?"

"You were growing up. You wanted to spend more time in your reality than in ours." I winced at this. "Since your powers are controlled by your desires and imagination, you would come less and less.

"Koenma thought that knowing this place as reality would be dangerous for both realities, so he have you an ultimatum: to live like a normal girl in your world or stay here. You were torn because you loved all of us but you knew if you would just disappear out of the blue it would cause terrible harm to your family. You cried so hard, but in the end you chose to stay in your reality. There was a catch that Koenma didn't explain...

"Koenma knew you would come back with a desire strong enough if you wished so he created a portal. If you choose your world, it would seal away your powers and memories of us. While walking into the portal, something went wrong. Your love and desire for us was causing the portal to tear and instead of just leading you to your world, it was connecting both worlds but they weren't compatible so the two realities began to collapse. At the same time, it was causing you deep mental distress and physical pain. Koenma had no choice but change your memories. Instead of actually being here, they were all daydreams, all made up. As soon as that happened, you disappeared and so did the portal."

"Koenma? Who is that?" I said trying to really search my memories for his face. Kurama laughed.

"You never did like him. I guess your mind deleted him from your memories. This should jog your memory. He's the talking baby?"

"Talking...?" I began though didn't because his image came to my mind. "Oh!"

Kurama kept looking at me as if waiting for me to speak. Was I supposed to say something? Then his explain action sunk in. I gasped deeply. A smile crept to his face as I look at him in shock.

"If that is all true, I mean, since it IS true, why am I here? How did I get here?"

"I've been pondering that myself." He quietly said with amusement laced in each word. He stood up abruptly, too quick for me to see. It made me a little dizzy. I closed my eye and rubbed on each side of my nose with one hand.

"It seems you can't catch our movements as sharply as you used to. Your powers must be still mostly sealed." He muttered to himself as he helped out of the bed when he saw me struggling to stand up for vertigo hit me hard and caused me to become queasy. I groaned. I lightly rested on Kurama's chest trying to make my body not feel like a ton and the room to stop spinning. To my surprise he picked me up bride style slowly.

"You're really heavy." He whispered.

"Thanks..." I muttered sarcastically. "That's what every girl wants to hear as a man picks her up."

"Well you don't weigh 300 pounds, do you?" I looked at him sharply.

"Excuse you?!" I responded offended.

"My question was literal." He responded as he walked out the room though he didn't show that he was at all affected by my weight.

"No." I huffed insulted.

"Well you feel like it, in the literal sense. Your world is denser. Your must've carried the gravity from your world with you."

"Oh." I felt like a douche bag. "Sorry." He placed me down on the floor on a cushion in front of a low table. He sat across from me.

"Something's in life never change." He chuckled. "Though..." He looked at my hair and a vein popped at the corner of his temple and his smile twitched, irritated. "Why in the world did you cut your hair that short?" He gritted out.

"My hair…?" I touched my hair and remembered how short it is. My boy short hair never bothered me. Since I don't pay much attention to my hair, I always forget. "Hehe... Oh, that?"

"Your hair was so long last time you were here! Your curls looked so beautiful. It also seems you dyed your hair... It's not the same shade of dark brown it was... That shade looks so artificial."

"Um... It's a long story?"

"That's your best excuse?" Another vein popped out and his forced smile faded. I felt my face darken.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Does it have anything to do with the tattoo you have on your wrist? You always used to say that you'd never get one."

"Can we not talk about that?" I asked quietly. "If there was anything I wanted to forget, it was that an every mistake I've made since then." Kurama sighed and let it go. He stood up to walk to another room.

It felt real comfortable to have him treat me this way and to responds as if we've known each other for years. Even though at one time we used to know each other well, it's not the case anymore. I wanted to act more reserved but it was impossible when it felt second natured.

"What would you like to drink? Would you like some juice?" He called from what seemed the kitchen.

"Tea would be nice if you have some." I responded.

"Tea? That's an odd request. You never liked tea."

"It's grown on me, I guess."

Kurama came back with tea and some fruit.

"Your palette must've grown up."

"I am 21, you know... I am grown up. Well, I'm not a teenager anymore to put it more accurately. I'm still young."

"Hm... I didn't think you've grown so much. Well, you're still the same height." He mused before taking a deep sip from his cup. I got pissed. I'm really small at my 5'1 but he didn't have to rub it in.

"Bastard." I muttered as I grabbed a toothpick and poked at some fruit before popping it in my mouth n crunching on it annoyed though enjoying as the juice seeped from the fruit. As soon as I swallowed, I felt lighter and the queasy sensation of my stomach disappeared. Kurama watched me with amusement.

"Seems by eating things from this reality your gravity changed. Feeling better?" I nodded.

"Hey! The midget is awake!" A voice called excitedly from the front door that was near the low table. They must've been talking about me but I ignored it and continued to munch. Bastards. I was suddenly picked up from where I was sitting and hugged tightly from behind.

"Whoa! Her boobs got bigger! What are you now? A D-cup? You were a B the last time I saw you." I decided to ignore these remarks and stifle the giant urge to kick this guy's ass.

"Let me guess... Yusuke?" I muttered.

"Hey, she remembers! You still sleep like a rock." He joked.

I then heard a heard smack then I was let go of suddenly and falling on my butt.

"Fuck! Ow!" I breathed out.

"Shit! Ow! Keiko! What the hell?" Yusuke yelled. I turned to see them for the first time. Keiko looked older also with long hair and Yusuke's hair was down instead of his usual weirdo, outdated hair due.

"Stop sexually harassing the poor girl! She hasn't been here for years and the first thing you do is fondle her breast?!"

"I didn't mean to! They're just there! It's not my fault the shorty became a tig ol bitties woman." Keiko smacked the living daylights out of Yusuke. I laughed and so did Kurama.

"Sorry for the bother." Keiko said as she sat down near me forcing Yusuke down with her. "Now apologize to Grace, Yusuke!"

"It's whatever Keiko. Don't worry about it. To pay mind to a fool is like feeding a fat kid cake. He'll just get fatter." I said as I faced my fruit. I finished my statement by popping a fruit in my mouth and savoring it.

"Who the hell do you think you are, missy, acting all high and mighty!?"

"Technically, she's older than us, Yusuke." Kurama interjected. We all look at him confused though Yusuke was the only one making a loud fuss about it.

"What the hell do you mean, Kurama?"

"The time between our world and hers aren't the same nor are there patterns to it. Seems like only 4 years have passed for us but for Grace, it's been 7. She's 21, while we just turned 18 not too long ago." Everyone was so shocked they didn't know what to do.

"So she's finally become a woman." A cold indifferent voice observed from the window. We all turned to see Hiei much more composed than earlier. Something in my chest twisted causing me to move to closer to him.

"Hiei...? Are you alright?" I asked stretching out to him. If everything that Kurama said to me was the truth, Hiei is someone very important to me. He looked at me with cold, uncaring eyes.

"How the hell did you get here, Grace?" He sharply asked.

"I don't know... The last thing I thought of before coming here was of you..." I softly responded without thinking in a low voice. His eyes became big in shock then to anger. He grabbed my wrist and pulled my face close to his.

"I was just a daydream in your mind!" He yelled at me and shook me a bit. "So tell me, if I mattered so much to you, why you didn't stay?!"

"I'm sorry..." I responded in shock. This caused him to also become confused as if he didn't expect that response and let me go. At that moment, he realized that uncharacteristically shouted and showed deep emotion in front of others. He tsked and disappeared once again.

"Wait..." When I turned I saw Kurama and Yusuke looking down, defeated, and sad. Yusuke tried to smile sadly.

"It was hard on all of us when you left. You were part of us, our family." He spoke softly. "We were all hurt that you didn't want to be with us anymore."

"Look, I don't remember much." I tried to explain. As I started both boys turned to me with understanding gazes but when I truly tried to remember my rad became dizzy causing a cold sweat.

"I have terrible long term memory, ok? The only thing that I do know is that I don't let go of things precious to me unless I didn't have a choice... I am truly so...rry..."

Then I felt all of my energy drain from me and started to faint. It seemed as everything slowed as I fell down.

"Grace!"

Both Yusuke and Kurama stretched out to save, but before I could hit the floor something caught me. I looked up.

All I could see were red eyes, then darkness.

***
My body seemed heavy as my consciousness began to stir. It took a while to be able to get all my senses going. I started to hear muffled voices. I tried to concentrate till the muffled became less like my ears were full of cotton.

"It seems she doesn't really remember us. She's reacting so hesitant. That means the seal on her power and memories are still there."

"If it is as you say... How did she get here, Kurama? She used to have a strong, pure aura of spiritual power seeping from her. Now I can't even sense her soul."

"I don't know, Hiei. Some of her power must have come out. Her desire must've been strong enough to put a tiny tear in the seal to bring her here. Though, it seems she's stuck here. She normally returns when she falls asleep."

"Hm."

"You should treat her more gently Hiei... You cannot hold a grudge on someone who was just a child. She couldn't just give up her reality. It's causing her harm..."

There was silence for a while. I slightly opened my eyes to see their faces. Hiei looked like he was in pain and chaos like earlier.

"If it's just trying to get her to remember us, then I won't. My attitude is another issue. I cannot control it seems." With that, he began to leave the room I closed my eyes as quickly as I could so they would think I was still unconscious. I heard footsteps approach me.

"Grace?" Kurama called close to my ear. His breath tickled my ear causing me to get goose bumps. "I know you're awake." I opened one eye slowly.

"I'm caught, huh?"

"Your heart was what gave you away. One moment it was beating slowly as if you're sleeping, then it picked up."

"Do you think Hiei noticed?"

"To be honest, he hasn't been as sharp since you've cake back. You always caused him to lose focus."

"Sounds like that could be an issue if you guys were in a jam." I observed to myself. This made Kurama laugh.

"You have no idea, especially when you had no idea how to control your powers. You would pop in and out this world in the weirdest times. You've gotten captured, threatened, and almost sexually harassed plenty of times."

"Oh that's an awesome, humor filled idea. I've always wanted to be sexually harassed." I commented thickly sarcastic. I stood slowly noticing that I wasn't dizzy. I started to make the bed I was sleeping in. Kurama shook his head and chuckled.

"That's not what caused me to find humor in your comment and you know it."

"Yeah... Yeah... I understand." I said as I finished tidying up and sitting on my knees on the floor when I finished.

"We can continue talking later. Do you want to freshen up?" Kurama asked.

"By freshen up do you mean a long shower and brushing my teeth with Listerine? Then, hell yes I want to freshen up!"

Kurama chuckled.

"The bathroom is to the second door on the left. The first door to the left is a cabinet full of towels." He pointed out.

"Thank you."

I stood from my knees and walked to the cabinet and picked out the fluffiest, biggest, white towel that I've ever seen and almost skipped to the bathroom. At the sink I saw a new toothbrush and new deodorant. There were also facial cleansers, toners, and moisturizers.

"Oh, Yoko... You're such a metrosexual." I chucked to myself. I brushed my teeth, flossed, and urinated before I began to undressed. I placed my clothes in what seemed to be an empty hamper until I asked Kurama later where I could place my clothes.

I opened the sliding frosted glass door separating the toilet to the actual wash room. It was so frosted that you couldn't really see the other side of the door. I showered on a stool then soaked in the tub like they did in the anime I always watched. I've always wanted to do this as far as I could remember. It was so relaxing. The water was infused with something that caused my body to become soft and full of fragrance. My hair was so moisturized I thought I had clouds on my head. I've always imagined Kurama to be extremely anal about his looks and his hygiene and it was a nice thought that I knew him better than I thought. I had to remember that my daydreams were actually memories... I don't remember all of them, just some bits and pieces.

I got out and dried myself before putting on my new deodorant and using Kurama's toner, moisturizers and creams. I felt super spoiled before realizing I didn't have any clothes to change into.

"Shit!" I muttered to myself.

"Grace?" Kurama called from the other side of the door. "Are you done?"

"Yes! It seems I don't have any clothes though."

"I predicted that I couldn't possibly give you your old clothes because your body has changed so much, so I asked Keiko to go shopping for some clothes for you while you were resting." I felt a wave of gratitude fill my heart as he explained. No one has ever been that considerate or kind to me that I could ever remember.

"If you use my bathrobe, you can change in my room." He offered.

This was too much for me. A deep emotion stirred in my chest and tears began to form on the corners of my eyes. It's the first time in a long time I've felt provided and cared for. I was so touched.

"Grace?" Kurama called with concern.

"Thank you so much." I responded with a shaking voice. This caused the door to abruptly open. Kurama's face was full of worry. He pulled me into his arms.

"Are you alright?" He asked and I broke down crying. These men didn't know the emotional harm I've been going through. Mind you, it could've been worse, I could've been living worse but it was just so terrible for me. I felt always so lost, without guidance, without help, or love it was getting too much for me to handle. This is the kind of compassion and raw, unconditional, no strings attached love I've always wanted to experience. The love of family I never had.

He held me so tightly as if to protect me from all the pain inside of me. As soon as he noticed I was only wearing a towel, he grabbed his bathrobe from the back of the door where a line of hooks hanged. He covered me in its big, white, fluffy folds gently as if he was handling a fragile child. I tried to repress all my emotions to control myself but for once I couldn't. The pain overflowed so much I couldn't even speak. Kurama picked me up again and carried me to his room. He places me on his bed and cuddles close as I cried into the bathrobe's sleeve. He didn't say anything or ask me to hush gently. He just held me. I felt so useless.

"It's ok... You don't have to be strong by yourself anymore. Let us protect you now."

"I'm a mess." I managed to whisper through my sobs.

"I love you even though you are a mess and so does everyone here who has missed you terribly. You can count on us. You're not alone anymore."

This is exactly what I've needed but it was too good to be true. Could it be possible? Not in my reality, but maybe... Just maybe... This reality...

"Thank you."

As I began to feel lighter, I cleared my throat and wiped my tears on the bathrobe. Kurama continued to hold me and pat my hair softly. I was almost lulled to sleep until my nose began to itch and I sneezed into the sleeve of the bathrobe.

"Let's get you dressed before you catch a cold."

"Yes."

Kurama stood and ran his hair behind his ear as he walked to his desk. It was such a weird action for a male. He brought me a pile of neatly folded clothes to the bed.

"I've already washed them. Go ahead and change." I genuinely smiled and nodded. Then he excused himself.

I first looked for underwear which was conservatively folded in between the dress so they wouldn't be visible. They were a beautiful lace set which surprised me. I would've been fine with some cotton undies. Surprisingly, the bra and bottoms where comfy and not at all too tight or scratchy. The dress was a short, white sundress. It was too pure for my taste but I wore it. I walked to Kurama's desk to find a brush and a hair dryer. I straightened my hair. I felt clean and light and cute.

I felt a presence behind me. Before I could turn, fingertips ran down my arm leaving goose bumps. It was so gentle and longing it almost hurt. I turned around to be face to face with those red eyes.

"I sometimes wonder if you're real. I'm afraid you're just a dream or you'll disappear again." I grabbed his bandaged hand causing an almost soft burning feeling between us. It made Hiei blush and gasp.

"I'm real."

"Tch!" He pulled on my arm causing me to lose my footing and fall into his chest. He wrapped me into himself as if he was trying to mold me into himself. "I hated you for leaving." He muttered.

"I can understand." I responded into his neck. I saw the hairs on his neck stand on end.

"Hm."

Hiei opened his mouth and closed it as if he wanted to say something. I saw his neck and ear turn slightly pink as he opened his mouth again. I tried not to laugh but instead I asked him what was on his mind with laughter laced in every word.

He flushed a bright pink and grabbed my shoulders and pushed me at arm's length so I can see him face to face. He looked so serious but his pink face seemed so out of place I bit my bottom lip trying not to laugh.

"Don't do that! I'm trying to talk to you!" He complained. I was utterly lost.

"Do what?"

"Bite your lip! Don't bite your lip! You know it makes me want to kiss you!" He confessed as he was yelled at me. I guess it was accidental because he closed his mouth shut and turned red. "What I meant to say is: don't get too friendly with Kurama that way!"

"Huh? What way? Wait... You were watching us?"

"You weren't dressed and hugging a man!" He spilled out.

"Oh!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"You were watching us." I teased. He turned a bright red.

"Grace! I swear..." He started but I grabbed both if his hands and bit my lip and leaned in to shock him. It seemed to work for he stood speechless.

"It wasn't what you think, Hiei. Kurama was just trying to comfort me like a father comforts his child. In addition, I was wearing a bathrobe. I understand that it's not real clothes but I was completely covered from head to toe because I'm so small. Don't worry alright?" I moved away from his face hoping I hadn't raised his blood pressure so high that he'd get cardiac arrest. His face was so red.

"I'm not used to you anymore..." He explained. He let go of my hands and disappeared.

"I wish he'd stop doing that..." I muttered. I was startled by a knock on the door.

"Grace?"

"I'm dressed."

Kurama opened the door and peeked into the room. When he was satisfied to see me dressed, he opened the door all the way.

"What took you so long?"

"I have been dressed for a while now but it seems Hiei is a peeping tom and decided to watch me get dressed." I joked.

"What?!" Kurama said as his face turned pink. I laughed that he actually believed me.

"I'm just kidding. He came in here all flustered about hugging you without being properly dressed. Though, he had to be peeping on me to know when I was fully dressed to come in at the right time, I guess. I never thought he was the jealous, stalker type."

I had hoped Hiei was around listening as obviously I was trying to bait him on coming back.

"Grrrrrrrumble."

"What was that?" Kurama asked staring at me. I blushed and held my stomach as it growled again.

"Sorry..." I sincerely apologized. Kurama grabbed my hand and lead me into the dining room.

"What for? Being hungry is part of being human." My face seemed to grow hotter with shame.

"I barely get to eat on a daily bases."

"So that's why you look so malnourished... Your skin and hair look so dull and your nails so weak. I was wondering if you were starving yourself again." I veered towards him out of rage.

"I wish I had a fucking choice to eat or not." I yelled. Before I noticed Kurama was stuck to the wall as if some great force was holding him there. "Oh my God..." As my rage displayed he fell to the floor. I ran to him.

"I'm fine... I'm fine."

A gentle hand grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to their body. Hiei's voice sounded in my ear.

"Grace, he's alright. Trust him."

Then I noticed that where was up against the wall where little buds of cotton leading to his hair.

"See? He's fine."

"I'm so sorry Kurama!"

"I'm alright, silly girl. It's my fault for pushing too far to see if your powers would react." I stood there in shock. Did the fox really play with my head like that? I never thought he was the type to do so.

Before I could react to what he just told me, the lion in my stomach roared. I looked at Kurama with pleading eyes.

"Let's go quiet down that lion in Grace's stomach."

We ate a late lunch. Hiei quietly sat and ate. I was filled with surprise. In none of my memories do I remember him eating. It was intimate and so shocking I couldn't help but watch him.

"Rumblllle"

"Grace, eat. You haven't touched your food." Kurama commanded. I felt my face grow hot as I scarfed down some food to hide my face. When I was done, I stood up quickly. My eyes began to blur at the edges as vertigo hit my head. These dizzy spells were pissing me off!

Kurama watched me with a steady gaze as if tensing up to pounce at a notice moment. Hiei on the other hand seems relaxed as he concluded his meal. He stood and helped clear his dishes along with his.

"Don't try to move so quickly. You're not used to this world's gravity. You going so fast your brain can't catch up."

"I'm sorry. I just thought that I'd feel better after eating."

"Until you stabilize in this world, don't do anything rash." Kurama warned. I nodded. When Hiei came back Kurama cleared his dishes also.

"I have to go out for some time. Hiei please watch over Grace." Hiei looked at the direction of Kurama in disbelief.

"Excuse me? Since when it's my job to baby sit a fainting woman?" He said walking into the kitchen. I had followed him.

"I don't ever recall you having an issue in the past." Kurama teased as he put on his jacket and shoes near the front door which was next to the kitchen.

"I'm not a child Kurama. I can watch over myself. I'm not going to light the house on fire."

"Grace, to be frank here, you're a walking time bomb. I don't know when you'll go back to your reality or if there any dangerous side effects of you coming here when you shouldn't be able to. You need someone to protect you."

"Okay." I agreed dejectedly.

"Hiei, can I count on you?" Kurama turned to the shorter man. Hiei looked annoyed. He grunted and disappeared.

"He's in my bedroom, don't worry." Kurama said. It was then I realized I had a face of deep concern. I relaxed my face and stood near where the shoes were supposed to be put in.

"Thank you, Kurama. You've been so generous."

Kurama smiled softly before pulling me close into a hug and quickly pecked my forehead with a gentle kiss. "It's my pleasure." I felt my face go warm as I smiled.

"Be safe."

"Always am."

With that Kurama left and I turned to go to the sink. I began to do the dishes absentmindedly. I hummed quietly for a while. I finished it all up, wiped down the counters, and swept. It didn't take long for the kitchen wasn't very big. I was still humming happily was I entered Kurama's room. To my surprise, Hiei was glaring at me. He had no shirt on and sitting on the bed.

"Is something wrong?" I asked as I came near.

"Why did you let that fox kiss you?!" He has grabbed me and placed me on his lap.

"I'm sure he didn't mean anything special by it." I weakly responded. He was too close. I was uncomfortable.

"That's not the point!" He yelled back pressing me closer.

"Then, what is the point?"

He pushed me on the bed. I looked up at him, trying to read his emotions, but his bangs covered his eyes. His body was close to mine as he hovered over me.

"I hate you don't remember!" He screamed and flames seemed to flow angrily off of him. They didn't burn me or anything around me. It was as of Hiei still had an ounce of control in his outburst.

"What am I forgetting?" I asked gently.

"That I was... Am... Always will be..." He paused and looked at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen on a man's face. "In love with you."