A/N: Yay I made it to chapter 3! At what chapter does an author know that the story is going to be any good? I still haven't figured it out! Anyway… since I don't have anymore random comments to make here's the third chapter!
Oh, wait: Kagi no Tensai you are like now my best friend! Thank you so much!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own YYH or Loveless (only some people will understand why I put that into the mix), yeah short sweet and to the point.

Chapter 3: These Lacerations

When finally ended Hiei met Kurama at the front of the building; he had skipped the rest of his afternoon classes. "Why weren't you in last period Hiei?" Kurama asked, he and Kurama had the same Speech class.

"I skipped, not feeling well." He stated as they began off the school campus.

"You know you shouldn't skip, those absences do add up."

"Hn, I don't need a lecture." Kurama smiled while Hiei glared at him, "sorry, so how was the afternoon then?"

"Uneventful, but nice."

"How so?" His green eyes looked down to him in question. "Gave me time to think, to get my mind straight." He gave a small smirk, "the three of you really mess up my thoughts."

Kurama chuckled then got a straight look, "yes, about lunch." His voice trailed, leaving Hiei the opportunity to shoot down the new conversation before they got into it. But Hiei already knew what it would be about so he said nothing, simply looked back into Kurama's eyes.

"What did you mean by your last statement, the happiness making you sick?" Hiei sighed and looked away, this wasn't a time to lie to the redhead; not that he could make up anything anyway.

"There was only so much of it I could take, after that I feel out of place."

"Why?" Hiei had to remind himself that he was only trying to understand. "Because even now I'm just not used to it."

Kurama sighed, "used to…?" Hiei's crimson eyes shot up to him again, "both the happiness and the hatred at nearly the same time. It's a culture shock if you will."

Kurama only gave him a confused look, "Hiei you're not making sense." Hiei gave a light chuckle, looking down as he let the grin on his face pass by, "I know Kurama, because it doesn't make sense to me." He felt Kurama continuing to look at him in confusion.

"I think you try to hard Kurama." Burning crimson eyes finally met the green confused orbs. "You can't understand anything that has no true meaning."

Kurama sighed and looked ahead of him for a moment, "honestly, sometimes I do wish you would open up just a little bit… though I'll be satisfied with any part of yourself you're willing to give me."

Hiei glared at Kurama as he looked away, he hated that the he was so understanding all the time. "Don't you ever get mad?" Kurama looked down in confusion, "nani?"

"You heard me, why don't you ever get mad or pry into people?" Hiei asked with a forceful tone as Kurama just continued to look confused. "I hate it." He said.

"Sorry," he said with an apologetic look in those emerald orbs, Hiei's glare deepened as they turned onto his street.

"No, Kurama I don't understand, you should be mad because I'm mad at you." All of the thoughts in Hiei's mind no longer made sense to him, they seemed to be hidden by a veil of confusion.

He wanted the redhead to be mad at him, it would make his life so much easier, but he knew somewhere that it wasn't the right thing to be thinking.

Hiei glared at his friend for a long moment then finally sighed and began away from his side, towards his house. Kurama's voice caught him when he reached the cement that led to the driveway, "Hiei." The black haired guy looked back at his friend with hollow eyes.

"You will be at school tomorrow, right?" Hiei starred at him for a long time, confused, and then finally nodded. "And you will always hold a place open for me, right?" Kurama smiled and nodded.

Hiei forced himself away and into his unwelcoming house.

The house was dark and silent, Hiei looked around him before preceding any further. Tonight his mother's boyfriend was going to be coming over, and usually that meant she would either be less violent towards him, or more than usual.

He sighed and put his stuff on the stairs then headed to the kitchen. The kitchen was an adequate size with counters lining the walls and an island in the middle of the room, nearly every inch of counter was filled with alcohol bottles, the thought made Hiei sick.

On the opposite side of the room was an empty bay window with a messy table in front of it, his mother was sitting in one of the chairs with her head down. Hiei decided to get whatever it was he had come in here for and leave before things started to get out of hand.

He opened the white refrigerator and peered inside, none to hopeful, and as he expected it was nearly empty, all that was there was a half jug of milk that was two weeks old, some rotten vegetables and more alcohol.

"Hiei." He froze in place hearing the light call from his mother, he closed the door and looked over to her, his emotionless crimson eyes was his only protection against her.

"Didn't I tell you I wanted you out of the way?" She stood up and began to walk over to him, nearly falling over every few steps. Hiei stayed where he was, he had neither the energy nor the will to leave the room, or to move at all.

When she was close enough to him she slapped him hard across the face, the area barely stung at all. "Why are you here?" She asked, "Yusa will be here later tonight because he loves me." She said, her brown eyes were large with insanity.

"Of course." Again she slapped him, across the other side this time. "Don't you dare speak to me that way! You will show respect to me because I am your mother." She shoved him suddenly and he hit the back wall, barely flinching.

She grabbed a vodka bottle from the counter and threw it at him. Hiei barely had the chance to move before it smashed against the wall, coating it with the bitter, clear liquid, many of the shards of glass caught him just over the shoulder and he tried his best not to let the pain of it show.

"Get away from me!" She shouted, "I can't even look at you anymore, you are no son of mine!" Hiei's mother screamed, "you're the reason your father left us in the first place, it's all your fault Hiei!" The said guy left from the room before his mother got the chance to get another bottle in her hand.

He retreated to his room, slamming the door then sliding down to the floor and taking a few even breaths. 'Breath' he told himself, 'that's what Kurama would tell you to do, just breath because it will keep you alive.' He could hear the redhead saying the words in his head.

After a moment the pain in his shoulder hit him again, drawing him back to reality. With a sigh he slipped his shirt off and went to sit before the small mirror that lay on his floor, cracked down the middle.

The wound was bleeding good but not as severely as some of the other wounds his mother had inflicted on him before. He pulled out a first aid kit he had hidden in the room and began wrapping it in a bandage; it would have to do.

As he sat back and looked at himself with hollow eyes his mind went numb, his body was littered with scars both large and small, most of which he had obtained from his parental unit over the years.

'Soon Yusa will come, and things shall get far worse' he thought. Yusa was his mother's new boyfriend, ever since his father had left a good number of years ago (he had never really counted) his mother got herself a new boyfriend every month or two, and for each one she always claimed that they loved her.

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Later that night Hiei lay silently in his bed, staring out his window and lost in his own thoughts (his shirt now on). The sky had recently opened up and began to rain only adding more thoughts to Hiei's mind.

In the background he listened as his mother and Yusa drank together and fought about little things just so they could make out after words.

Suddenly he heard the pounding of footsteps up his stairs and his crimson eyes turned to his door where it suddenly opened and Yusa entered.

Yusa was tall, over six feet Hiei estimated, two feet taller than him anyway, he had short black hair and deep brown eyes with tan skin, tonight he was still wearing his wrinkled suit showing that he had come here straight from his job in some run-down business doing something Hiei could never remember.

"You, come here!" He shouted pointing directly at Hiei. Hiei obeyed and followed Yusa out of his room and down the stairs to the living room where he mother sat on the couch, a half filled alcohol bottle in her hands and a new bruise on her neck, yet a deviant smile lingered on her face.

When Hiei averted his gaze from her and back to Yusa he was met with a hard punch across the face, which sent him to the floor. He stayed there but looked up at the towering man, "come on Hiei, you want to play in my world?" He said ushering him to get back up.

"No." Hiei said still staying where he was, Yusa glared down at him then grabbed him but the collar of his shirt and forced him up.

"What is this I hear about you disrespecting your mother?" He asked, the alcohol on his breath could make any person drunk, from the background his mother coaxed him on, her heavily words slurred.

"I haven't." Hiei said looking dead into Yusa's eyes. Suddenly Yusa's free hand moved to his pocket where he grabbed a pocketknife and opened it close to Hiei's face.

Hiei felt his face begin to move away from the crisp blade despite what his brain was telling him. "Aw, what's the matter Hiei, afraid of a simple little blade?" Yusa asked digging it into his skin just below his eye and dragging it down; Hiei bit his lip feeling himself begin bleeding.

"You are not," Yusa moved the blade from his face down to the crock of his arm where he did the same thing and dragged it halfway down his forearm, "to disrespect your mother" he repeated the process on his right arm, "anymore." He gave one more quick slash across his chest, parallel to his heart.

Then Yusa dropped him to the floor and he led Hiei's mother out of the room, "I don't want you to see him anymore tonight." Yusa said as they left hand-in-hand. Hiei tried not to scream in pain, his eyes were sealed shut, his body immobile.

'What now?' He asked himself, trying to think quickly. 'Where can I go, what am I supposed to do?' He knew the injuries were out of his hands but he was not ready to give himself over to the mercy of any hospital, the lacerations were to straight to call them a freak accident.

"And you will always hold a place open for me, right?" Kurama smiled and nodded.

His eyes snapped open as a ray of light seemed to clear his baffled mind, only to be veiled over once more as he convinced himself that he couldn't go to his friend.

'He would ask to many questions, many of which I can not answer.' While he thought to himself he pushed himself up off the floor and over to the stairs, only to stop at the very bottom. 'But if I don't, I'll surly bleed too much for even this body to take and…' he couldn't even finish the thought.

'He would be upset if I didn't go to him… like I couldn't trust him anymore… I don't want that.' He gave the door one look before looking again at the stairs.

Before he could think anymore he dragged himself out of the front door, the other two occupants of the house wouldn't care to look for him anymore that night anyway, what would it matter if he went missing for just a few hours… he would return only after they had passed out.

The rain seemed to only offer the black haired guy mixed relief, 'this will wash away my blood, I won't seem obvious to many… if anybody is even out at this hour, whatever it is.' He hadn't bothered to look at the clock in his room.

'But it will also make me bleed even more.'

After a few minutes of walking in this rain Hiei looked up into the blackened sky, his pain filled crimson eyes silently cried out for release from this pain. He knew he was making the wrong decision as he figured out where he was going to go tonight, but it didn't matter, in reality it was his only option.

A/N: Yay for cliffhanger! Wow this was actually a really hard chapter to write because I thought it was going to be one way and it ended up being completely different! Anyway tell me what you think? Any ideas that you can spare for me (anything that you would like to see happen (except yaoi) would be awesome!)

Thanks for reading, next chapter soon!

-Forbiddensoul562