I don't even remember where we left off.

I don't own YuYu Hakusho.

Wait... never mind. Forget I said that.

I don't own Pendragon.

Sorry, I'm tired. (I still don't own YYH, though.) And I'm grounded... that's why I didn't update sooner. Sorry, guys.

Well, anyhow, let's get this show on the road!

Enjoy chapter six of "The Truth". Thanks for reviewing, everyone!

Chapter Six: The Journal Part Three - Saint Dane

I opened my eyes to look at him. "I have a question," I muttered as coherently as I could.

"Yes?"

"How can you wear that in this heat?" My voice was getting stronger as I used it more. "I mean, it's gotta be at least a hundred degrees, and you're wearing that black suit."

He chuckled. I always managed to amuse him somehow. "Does it matter?"

"It's called sarcasm. Idiot."

Saint Dane smiled slightly and walked toward me. "Did you get my letter?" he asked.

"Yeah; what about it?"

"Didn't you read it, Pendragon?" He walked all the way over to me and ran the back of his hand down the side of my face. I didn't push it away, because I still couldn't move. And it was as cold as ice, which felt good in the heat. "I want you. I want you more than I want the territories, more than I want Halla."

His touch also got rid of the pain and the nausea. I had never realized that he had that power. I still couldn't move, though. He didn't want me healed that much.

I didn't say anything right away. Had Saint Dane just said that? That he wanted me? I could try to pass the letter off as a trap, or even some kind of cruel joke, but when I heard him say it aloud, I couldn't ignore the fact that it might actually be true.

It sounded so… sincere. Strange, considering that it was coming from Saint Dane, but true.

I argued with him anyway. I didn't want to believe that. "You're lying."

He chuckled again. It always annoys me when I amuse him, and I was annoyed now.

"Do you remember what I told you after the Grand X?"

"You told me the Travelers are illusions," I said.

"Love is the root of every conflict," he corrected me with just a hint of annoyance.

Oh, yeah. That.

"I can't believe you didn't catch on to something so obvious."

"I hate you, remember? You're my enemy."

"Oh, yes; I know, Pendragon. And to be honest, I hated you, as well. But…" He paused and turned to look at me. "Everything about you draws me to you."

"Oh, yeah, sure."

"Why don't we go somewhere more private?" he asked me now. Not that he really cared what I thought. "This really isn't the sort of place for a talk like this."

Before I could even say "I don't think you should move me; I'm injured", he had picked me up and he was carrying me away. He was strong. And fast. He walked right out of the hut, into a village, and then into a jungle. No one stopped us.

We went deep into the trees. "Much better," he said, setting me down on the ground.

"Yeah, a much better place to kill me."

"Pendragon, if I wanted to kill you, don't you think I would have done so by now?"

That was true.

"How long I've waited for this… the two of us… alone…" He moved closer to me.

"I could never love you," I said. "And anyway, we're both guys. Did you ever think about that?"

Saint Dane chuckled again. "I could be anyone, Pendragon. I know you're quite taken with the Traveler from Zadaa, that Loor… Or I could be that Second Earth brat you're so fond of, Courtney."

Courtney. Hearing that name stung.

"Don't you see, Pendragon?" He was practically on top of me, now, and I still couldn't move. But even if I had been able to push him away, I don't think I would have. "I am offering you a chance for peace between us…"

- Kuramastrass -