I won't waste your time with use less note like thingy's at the top of my story, so here is the next installment of my story. Thanks so much for all the reviews! I'M LOVIN THEM!

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Chapter 3
If Only He Knew

The rain was still pouring pretty hard as Kurama walked through his neighborhood, heading know where in particular. The cold didn't faze him at all; he just pulled his coat farther around him, and continued to stare out into the emptiness of the night. His feet soon brought him to the front gates of the city park. He peered into the glom, and took a few steps forward. It was pitch black, except for the occasional lightning that lit up the sky, though it was only for a moment.

He loved being out doors, it was the only place that reminded him of his past life as a Youko. It was cherry blossom season, and he loved to come here after school and sit under the trees. He'd sit and watch as the calm spring breeze blew the flowers from the branches, and gently let them fall to the ground. Sometimes Hiei would join him. He's sit up in the sturdy branches, and just relax. Usually, Hiei would never let his guard down, but when he sat in those trees, he'd seem at ease. Hiei would never admit it, but Kurama knew that even he could fine beauty in something as simple as a sakura tree.

'Hiei…' Kurama winced at the thought of the little fire demon. As he walked, the only thing he could think of was the fact that Hiei was never coming back. No more fights with Kuwabara. No more nightly visits for sweet snow. No more arrogant smirks of amusement. No more evenings under the cherry blossom trees.

After all the time Kurama had known Hiei, he had never once seen him smile. How he longed to see him smile…to finally see him happy. Hiei had not lived a very jovial life. He was rejected at birth, and was raised by a group of bandits. He was taught how to wield a sword, and mastered it at a young age. He had killed many in his short life, and for that he was hated and feared. A forbidden child. Unwanted. Unloved.

After all that he had gone through, Hiei had built a barrier around himself, as well as his heart. And he wasn't willing to let anyone inside, not even those who considered him their friend. Kurama thought that he would be the one to break the barrier, and he would be the one to tell Hiei that he was loved. If Hiei only knew how much he loved him…he wanted to hold the smaller demon in his arms, and tell him that he'd never leave him. Never.

By now the torrential rain had become a light drizzle. Kurama's once beautiful crimson hair was soaked, and he was shivering uncontrollably. He was about to turn around and walk home, when something caught his eye. A couple yards away, a short figure sat on bench, hugging their knees to them.

'What's a kid doing out here in this weather?' he wondered. He squinted his eyes, trying to see what appeared to be a child. They were dressed in black, and its hair was….spiky? 'Is-is that Hiei!' Kurama was stunned, Hiei was still in the Ningenkai! The only question was, why? He's thought the Jaganshi would be long gone by now.

'Hiei doesn't even seem to sense my ki...he never lets his guard down, what could be wrong with him?' He slowly walked to the bench and sat down next to him. Hiei still didn't notice he was there.

"Hello Hiei."

Hiei's head jerked up, and he jumped into an attack stance. Kurama smiled at him and laughed a little. Seeing it was only Kurama, Hiei calmed down a bit.

'Wait a sec, what is Kurama doing outside in this weather?' Hiei couldn't believe Kurama was here! He hoped so much that he would be able to him one last time. After he left Kurama's house he came to this park. He wanted to see the cherry tree's one last time before he left for the Makai, and never returned. As painful as it was, he decided that the best thing he could do was leave the Ningenkai, and leave the one he loved. Maybe then he would be able to forget him…forget how much he loved him…forget that he couldn't have him, and move on…

"Hn. Hello Kurama. What are you doing outside in this weather? Your human body will get sick." Hiei stated in his normal monotone voice. Kurama smiled a little. "Why Hiei, is that concern in your voice?" Hiei didn't answer, but continued to stare at him. "I've had a lot on my mind lately, so I decided I needed some fresh air…"

"In a thunder storm?" Kurama sweat dropped. "Well...why are you out here?" That's when Kurama looked noticed his eyes...they looked red. 'Well duh Kurama! They are ALWAYS red! But really, they do look sorta red, like he's been...crying? Hiei? Crying? Is that even possible? What would he cry about' "Hiei, your eyes look red, are you okay?"

Hiei raised an eyebrow. "Kurama you nit wit, my eyes are always red!"

"No, I mean your eyes look red like you have been crying." Kurama quickly added, feeling foolish. "Is something wrong Hiei? I hope you know you can tell me anything, that's what friends do, they talk to each other." Kurama scooted closer to him.

Hiei couldn't hide his embarrassment. His face turned a light shad of red as Kurama's thigh brushed against his. Hiei felt a fluttering sensation in his chest; he had never been so close to Kurama, and he wouldn't deny that he liked it. This closeness. He suddenly had an urge to wrap his arms around him, but he stopped himself.

He could never show affection for Kurama. He deserved so much better than a forbidden child. That was even considering that Kurama might also like him, which he knew was impossible.

No one could love him. He wasn't even supposed to exist, that's why he had to leave. Now.

He stood up. "Nothing is wrong with me Kurama. Do not waste your time worrying about me." He was about to walk away, when he felt Kurama grab his arm. "Hiei..please don't leave. I can't help but worry about you, you're my friend, and I care about you." Hiei looked at his friend, and saw in his eyes that he was sincere.

'I wish he would just talk to me!' Kurama cried out inside, 'If I can't have him as a lover, I want him as my friend. I want him to know he can trust me. If he only knew… how can I show him that I care?'

Hiei just stared at him, his crimson eyes showing that he was trying to make a hard decision. Should he tell him? Should he spill his soul, and confess his undying love for him ? Two things could happen; Kurama could return his love, or he would reject him, and refuse to speak to him ever again. He really hoped it was the latter.

"Please Hiei, tell me, what's wrong?"