It's me again. Are you enjoying my fic so far? If so, then review this wonderfully morbid fanfiction by Blackfoxi! Review your fanfiction today!...I'm like becoming a telemarketer idiot solicitor person thing, with the reviewing and the thing. One more thing. This is not a Kurama/ Yusuke yaoi pairing, I repeat, this is not a Kurama/ Yusuke yaoi pairing. I know I hinted at that at the last chapter, but I hate Yusuke. The real yaoi pairing in the fic is shown below. I'm done. Oo. WoOt. Ok, Enuff of that! Let's get to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not, I repeat, do NOT own YuYu Hakusho or any of it's characters, I do, however own the incredibly perverted Kagura, my poems, and a dancing ninja hamster that swings around nunchucks and sings "Everybody was kung-fu fighting!"...No really, I do. Never mind. That was completely random.

Oh, and here's the start of the yaoi I promised you all.

Illusions Decive And Kill, By Blackfoxi

Death Is Death

Death is Death

Do you dare take your last breath?

Death makes people paranoid

Death is impossible to avoid

Death is sad when a loved one is going to die

Death can make strong people even cry

Death is often mistaken for satanism

Death is just our bodies' mechanism

Death is painful, Death is brief

Death brings fear, Death brings grief

Death is natural, a part of life

Death is what can end our strife

Death is beautiful, Death is ugly

Death is serious to some, but to others it's funny

Death is agonizing, sometimes sick

Death is coming, fufill your destiny quick

Death is Death

Do you dare take your last breath?

-Blackfoxi

Chapter 7: A Secret Love Shows Itself

Hiei teetered into the bedroom that Kurama was in. He found the fragile fox hugging his knees into his chest and weeping. Slowly, he made his way toward him. Standing next to the bed, he whispered softly, "Kurama?"

The fox looked up with teary eyes, and Hiei shivered. Never did he want to see the broken side of the fox he knew was strong and fearless. Was there truly human emotion in this demon's heart? He thought Kurama was crying over Yusuke, but the look in his deep emerald eyes told the jagansi something else.

Something else hurt the fox.

He gently sat down on the bed, next to him, and he patted Kurama's knee.

"It'll be alright fox."

Hiei never, ever thought of saying those words in his entire life, and the ever-so-human phrase felt foreign to his tongue. Was there meaning in it at all?

"No..." Kurama sobbed, "It will never be alright. She...she told me that...that she would kill us all, one by one, until I'm left, and then she can have her way with me."

Hiei was puzzled. "Who's 'she'? And whoever 'she' is, I won't let her hurt you."

Kurama shook his head. "No. I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about...you." Hiei's eyes widened as Kurama continued. "I won't let her kill you. I have already lost a dear friend to her, and I won't lose another. Don't you see, Hiei? I love you."

Hiei turned away from Kurama, blushing. No, he thought, how can you love me? How can anyone love me? Love is such a meaningless thing. How could you want to protect meI should be protecting you. I should be the one to love you. Because I do.

Hiei went into a trance, lost in his past memories and thoughts.

Ever since I met you, I longed to be your lover. You were everything beautiful in all the universes. You were a true gentleman, polite and friendly. I know I don't seem like I like people like you, but I do. I watched and worshipped you from afar, longing to come near you, to touch you, to let you know that I'm not just one of those fangirls/boys who follow you around. I am different. I'll do anything for you. I show my utmost respect by letting you have your peace without having to worry about who's going to stalk you, unlike some of your rabid fans. Do they truly know what it means to love the person they admire so? If they did, they wouldn't follow you around so much and they would respect your wishes and just get the fuck away from you. They would let you have your space. But I'm not intimidated by those fools. Their so-called "love" for you is only one-sided, because you know better. But still, I spend my days wondering if you see me as more than a friend.

Oh, Kurama, I worship you. When I am near you, I feel invincible, although I have enough common sense to know that I'm not. You inspire me every day. Everything I did ever since I met you, I did for you. Even the horrible things that I knew you would object to. I didn't do it to hurt you. I did it because I loved you, and sometimes...love hurts. Love hurts more than death. It does. I know. I know. I'm here for you, in your time of grief. I never liked Yusuke, I'll admit. But you were pained by his sudden death, so I will stand by you and comfort you. I will. And I'll help you defeat this "woman" that you speak of. I won't let anyone torture you, hurt you, abuse you. I want you to feel safe, secure. I am going to protect you, whether you like it or not. I am going to love you. I am going to, despite the fact that I find love to be a silly human emotion that I am too superior for. It's foolish. And I am the fool. The fool who fell in love with you.

But...how can I not? You are geogeous, so inquistive and intelligent. So gentle and kind. I love every inch of your body, your soul. I love your feminine, slender form. That long cascade of fiery red hair down your back, that reminds me of the sweet blood that rushes through your veins. Those seductive, green eyes that just turn me on, filled with mystery and a false innocence. You naughty fox, you. And those luscious, full lips of yours. They look so soft and warm, so inviting, and I just wanna reach out and touch them...or better yet, kiss them...I want to push my tongue into your sweet tasting mouth and let it dance around with yours, like a ritualistic mating dance. I want to caress you, to feel your soft, pale skin. And I absolutely adore your voice. Your exotic accent totally matches your exotic body. Whenever I hear your speak, my heart beats so fast and so hard that I think I might die, and whenever you use your more "seductive" tone...I can't bear to think of what happens to me then. And then there's your demonic form, your Youko form...thinking about it makes me shiver.

Kurama...you're powerful, you're beautiful, you're everything I want...you're the only thing I want. You seem so gentle sometimes, like you could never hurt a fly, and then at other times, your ferocity kills me (metaphorically). You see me a just a friend and ally, but I see you as more. Much more. You are a god in my eyes. You are brave, bold, cunning...like the fox you are. You are a beautiful creature, fragile as a rose, and I can see why a rose is your weapon of choice. When I watch you in combat, like during the Dark Tournament, I was amazed at your abilities, even though I feared your oponents would take your life. I had faith in you still, because I knew that I loved you and that you were strong. But I also knew that no matter how strong a demon is, or any form of life for that matter, they cannot live forever. We cannot live forever, my dear, but I wish for us to live together.

I never realized how much my love for you controlled me until now. I want to show you how much I love you...with my body, my words, anything. I think sometimes I even lust you strongly. And I wish you would feel the same way about me, too. But it's a silly wish. It might be one-sided. I would like to know what you feel about me, what you think about me. Yes, I'll admit it would shatter my heart if you hated me, or loved someone else more, but I wouldn't dare try to change your opinion of me. The fact that we're "just friends"...it leaves me feeling uneasy, unsure of our platonic relationship. I wallow in the shadows, my heart pining for your love. I feel like I'm being crushed by life's doubts, it's trials and tribulations, and it's killing me slowly. But then you smile at me and I feel like I'm being carried off on a fallen angel's wings...your wings...away from this living hell, away from all the pain and sorrow...to a place where no one can hurt me, a place I would like to share with you, so that we can live together peacefully.

I am your self-appointed protector, even though you can protect yourself. You're my life. I would do anything for you, even give you my life. Your love would be such a honor that I am not worthy of. The kindness you give me of is such a high honor that I do not deserve. I don't deserve your hatred, or your attention. I don't even deserve to die by your hand. But I still want you in my life. You give my worthless existence meaning. I need you so bad. And I wish you needed me too. I am here for you, whatever reason you need me, I am here. I pledge to stand by your side and fight alongside you. But no matter what you do to me...I will always love you. I swear the fate of my soul on it. Always.

"Hiei? Are you okay?"

Always.

"Are you ill? Hiei!"

Hiei snapped out of his trance at the sound of his beloved's voice. He turned to face a worried Kurama.

"You were spacing out for a long time. Are you okay?"

"Yes." Hiei replied softly. Kurama smiled weakly, and Hiei winced. Through all of the pain he expirienced tonight, how was he able to smile despite Yusuke's death?

Maybe he does have feelings for me, Hiei thought, I guess I'll find out soon.

He leaned forward and his lips met with Kurama's. It was a fiery sensation, fiiled with romance, and when Hiei pulled back, his pleased ruby eyes met with the kitsune's shocked and confused emeralds. But through the mixed emotions in his deep pools of green, Hiei saw the happiness in them. Happiness...and love.

Kurama pulled the jagansi closer to his chest and kissed his lips softly and quickly.

"I love you, too, my dear."

Always.

I think I was rambling. I guess you guys have been inside Hiei's head for too long. It dosen't even sound like him, I know. Those were my feelings, I think. Sorry. But I was trying to make it seem romantic, despite the fact that those certain 3 words are used too much in the English language. Oh well. I spent 3 or 4 hours typing this chapter and I'm tired and hungry. I'm gonna go eat cereal, stare at pictures of my beloved K-chan, and take a nap. Blessed be, Blackfoxi. Oo