Day 1: Love and Anguish

Short chap sorry! But couldn't think of anything else. Oh yea and review for me at then of this one if you want me to make more based on

1: Kurama and kuronue (lovers or friends)

2: Kurama and Hiei (lovers or friends)

3: Kurama and Yomi (lovers or friends)

4: Another pair: you choose (lovers or friends)

All right enough of my babbling here's #11: Love and Anguish! Tank you all fans!

Oh yea and this is during Hiei's visit with Shiori and Naynoku- san. Enjoy this with a nice cold coke!

Love and Anguish:

Kurama was at a completely loss. It wasn't lack of food but lack of strength, no lack of energy. His depression sank deep in the depths of his soul. It was taking its toll on him and he was tired. He couldn't move. He had never felt like this. He was starting to regret it. To regret feeling that way. But after running away and telling his parents he was suicidal would they still love him? Would they care? What were they feeling now?

He sat up and rummaged through his pack. There was something he really wanted at the moment. It would be two and half nights before he killed himself. He might as well have fun. He pulled out a clay bottle of alcohol. He didn't know what it was he had just found it in the cabinet in the kitchen. Naynoku- san had brought with him.

Kurama pulled out the cork and sighed. The smell was sweet and satisfying. It had been awhile since he had gotten drunk. Besides he was not close enough to the cliff to jump off during his soberness any way. The first day would be spent relaxing and drinking. The second day would be spent with a hangover and hiking. Not a good combination but he didn't really care. He would die soon after that anyway. It was just punishment. He was punishing himself, yeah that was it. He was punishing himself before death.

He put the bottle to his lips and savored the scent. He took a sip first to see whether he liked it or not. Then a wonderful taste burst into his mouth. It was sweet like… like nothing he had ever had before. Like a flower's rich color and a fruits sun taste in his mouth. Except it was not the sun he tasted but something else he couldn't recall. He took a swig and another and he kept drinking. Yoko would help him with this. It took a lot to make Yoko completely sober. Yoko was always sane and it took a lot to make him completely drunk.

He continued to drink with that lovely flavor in his mouth. Alcohol seemed to temporarily relive him of his troubles and pain and confound mind. The bottle was pretty big but he enjoyed it, but it was a lot and he knew he could not drink it all.

But it didn't take a lot for a human to get drunk even with the help of his yoko friend. Shuichi didn't understand. As a human he had never been drunk as a fox he had gotten drunk with Kuronue, Yomi, and a bunch of other bandits, thieves, and even his mischievous little kourime Hiei. Though Hiei hadn't actually drunk anything despite Kurama's best efforts.

"Yoko, what's wrong with me?" It took a moment for Yoko to respond.

Yoko chuckled. –You are drunk Shuichi. It's nothing to worry about. You'll get better in time to kill yourself.- A moment…

"Yoko, I don't know if I can do this. I can't think. I'm so tired. I only want more sake. Yoko… What's wrong with me? Kaasan did not raise me this way." He wept softly.

-You are not thinking clearly. Keep drinking. It's fine. Everything will be fine.- But Shuichi hadn't heard him or understood him. –Nothing's wrong with you. You're just exhausted and over thinking things. Rest or drink it does not matter. There is a river nearby to bathe in and swim and calm your troubles. I can sense it. Go now.- Yoko guided. Shuichi only nodded and drank some more, and swayed on his feet as he carried everything toward the river.