TCA- Here's the next chapter of Fidus Achates. Enjoy and Review. Remember- I don't own YuYuHakusho or any of its characters…no matter I wish that I do.

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They were kissing. There wasn't anything new about that. The way that their bodies melted into one another, as if they were one being, was something that they had known for a very long time.

There was a flash of red in the night as the moonlight played off of Kuronue's pendant. Kurama's eyes gleamed gold in the darkness as he pulled his best friend-slash-favorite lover into another desperate kiss. Their tongues danced together as their hands tugged at strands of hair and squeezed at one another's flesh.

Kuronue was whimpering as Youko bit at his collarbone.

They were together and everything was perfect and they were floating on a sea of clouds while dancing and singing and there were lullabies ringing in their ears. Everything was thick and hazy and sweet and sour and the world was at their fingertips.

Youko Kurama was sure that this was what love felt like. Love was the beautiful and graceful bat youkai underneath him, lain out in all of his glory on a horde of sparkling treasures. Bits of cold gold were caressing their bare arms. Diamonds were trying to stick to their sweaty skin.

There was so much going on at once….and then Kuronue was above him and the kisses were blocking out every other thought in Youko's head.

Then the bleeding started and Kuronue was just a broken corpse with holes punctured throughout his body and he was still kissing him but there was that question-

Why did you leave?

And it was repeating over and over again and Youko didn't know what to say, and Kurama didn't know what to say.

I…

I love you…

So much-

Why?

And there is more blood.

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"KURONUE!"

It is three o'clock in the morning when Shiori is woken up by the screams of her seventeen-year-old son. Knowing from past experiences that he will not wake up for a few more minutes, she leaves her room and goes to the kitchen. By the time the tea is done her son is awake. She walks into his room, hands him the cup, and kisses him on the forehead-just like she used to when he was a child.

"Everyone has bad dreams sometimes sweetie. Just remember that that is all they are, bad dreams. Don't let what happens in them diminish your memories of real life." Shiori smiles at him and leaves the room, just like she always does when this happens to him.

Kurama feels that his mother always gives the best advice. Sometimes, he wonders how much she really knows about his life.