A Demon's Love pt. 7
They walked in silence towards the kitchen as Yusuke pulled out his mother's sake and rags.
"Do you think she'll be all right?" asked Kuwabara breaking the silence.
"Who knows, her injuries looked pretty bad," said Yusuke as he soaked the rags with the alcohol.
"He's taking this rather hard," said Hiei. "I've never seen him act like this before."
"Here," said Yusuke as he handed them two rags. "For your wounds."
Gently, they patted the rags on their wounds and cuts wincing at the sting of the alcohol. Their minds pondered Kurama's behavior somehow understanding and not understanding at the same time. Their eyes watched the silent bedroom door.
Her pale body was covered in bandages and gauze as he sat watching her never letting her hand go. His ankle was bandaged from a sprain he had gotten in battle and was almost healed thanks to his demon anatomy. His right arm was wrapped in bandages as well and could be easily covered with his school clothing. His sad green eyes watched her sleeping unconscious form. Tears threatened to break through his eyes, but bit his lip to hold them back. He promised himself he would be by her side always ready with a smiling face when she awoke. Taking a blanket that lay at the foot of the bed, he covered her and let her sleep hiding her wings in case any human other than Yusuke or Kuwabara would walk through the door. 'Please be all right,' his mind begged. 'I love you.' He laid a light kiss on her forehead and noticed her dirty clothes and cloak on the floor. Maybe he could leave her side this one time. He picked up her clothing and cloak and walked out of the room.
They watched Kurama walk out of the room and over to the sink not saying a word. Sadness was evident in his face and features. He turned on the water, rolled up his sleeves, and began to wash her cloak.
"Are you going to be all right?" asked Yusuke as he stood to place a hand on his shoulder.
"You know," he started. "I gave her this cloak. She was always so fond of it."
The others looked on worriedly. He plunged the cloak into the water stained with blood and dirt. Yusuke removed his hand and began to worry.
"Did you know?" he rambled on voice cracking. "She was fond of many things. She was fond of roses. She always loved the roses we kept. And she was always fond of singing. And she especially loved the white roses."
He pulled the cloak up from the murky depths of blood and dirt. The fabric grew heavy soddened with water. Stray strings and tears stood out from the midnight blue fabric. He carefully examined the cloak and found no blood. He smiled a fake smile. He dipped her clothing into the water not bothering to empty the sink. Small tears ran down his face as he smiled. He jumped as another hand was placed on his shoulder. He turned spraying water around him.
They stood around him with worried looks on their faces as they noticed the tears. He soft tears turned to heart wrenching sobs as he slid down to the floor in a saddened stupor. The others looked down in worry unsure of what to do. They helped him and led him back to the room. On the way out, Kuwabara grabbed a chair and walked to the room with the others. They placed the chair by the bed and helped Kurama sit down. Instantly, Kurama grabbed her hand in his hoping his touch would wake her up.
"Please... leave," he rasped out.
Yusuke and Kuwabara nodded in understanding and led Hiei away. They walked out of the room in an uncomfortable silence leaving a grieving kitsune behind. Walking to the sink, Yusuke began to finish washing her clothes in the dirty water. When he was done, he placed the clothes on the balcony to hang dry. The morning sun shined high in the sky with a bright blue backdrop. The life around him seemed to smile while he and the others grieved. Head down, eyes saddened, Yusuke sulked back into the apartment.
They looked around the quiet apartment usually alive with laughter. The silence reigned until a light rapping came from the apartment door. Yusuke opened the door and found Keiko and Botan on the other side smiling innocent smiles that was oblivious sadness in the room.
"So I heard that Kurama has a girlfriend from Koenma," teased Botan. "Where is she? I want to meet her."
They noticed the sad demeanor of the room seemed to turn sadder at her mentioning. They cast their eyes down to the floor all eyes filled with true sadness and worry.
"Is something wrong?" asked Keiko worriedly.
"Oh I forgot to introduce you," said Yusuke trying to change the subject. "Keiko this is Hiei. Hiei this is Keiko."
"Hello it's nice to meet you," she said holding out her hand.
"Hm," he replied.
"He's always like that don't worry," said Kuwabara.
The room dove into another round of silence. Keiko and Botan easily recognized something was wrong.
"Botan what did you hear from Koenma?" asked Yusuke.
"Just that Kurama has a girlfriend," said Botan worriedly. "What happened?"
Yusuke told them what had happened. From the time Kurama had rushed into the office looking for their help from what they knew of the final battle. Botan's and Keiko's faces shifted from worry to pure fear and shock back to worry. Pure pity and concern shown in their eyes as they gruesome story unfolded.
"Where are they now?" asked Botan.
They pointed to the bedroom door. Keiko and Botan walked over and pressed their ears lightly against the door. They heard soft sobs coming from someone grieving. Soft whispers of "I love you" and "please be all right" flooded their ears with pure concern and sadness.
"May we go in?" asked Keiko receiving shaking heads in response.
Kurama looked up hearing a soft female voice outside his door. 'Keiko,' he thought. He gently kissed her hand and slowly stood to walk to the door. He brushed his tears away and opened the door. He looked in fright at what he saw.
The door slid open revealing a pale Kurama with swollen eyes. Pure fear flashed across his face when his eyes rested on Botan. He quickly shut the door leaving the others bewildered by his actions.
He slammed the door in their faces and ran to her side. 'She's can't take you away from me,' he thought. 'I won't allow it... You have to be all right.' He cradled her in his arms and held her tightly, as he kissed her forehead. A fall of tears ran down his face and cheeks with small drops falling on her face, running down her cheeks.
"What was that about?" asked Yusuke bewildered.
"Her," replied Hiei pointing to Botan.
"Hmpf!" said Botan as she held her nose high. "How rude!"
"He probably thought she's here to take her," said Hiei. "Knowing him he'll do anything to stop that from happening."
"But I'm not here to for her," said Botan guiltily. "I'll apologize."
She quietly creaked opened the door and looked inside. He kneeled on the floor holding her in his arms protectively. Tears ran down his face as his eyes begged for her to wake up from an eternal sleep. He turned around in terror as she walked in.
Kurama looked up in horror as he heard the door silently open. Botan walked silently over to him sympathy written in her features. He looked up to her in a broken state, eyes pleading, tears falling.
"Please don't take her away from me," he begged through his tears.
"Don't worry I'm not here to take her away," she said as she smiled softly. "Actually, I was curious."
"What?" he asked bewildered.
"I was curious," she replied smiling wider. "I was wondering what was causing your strange behavior for the past few days. And when I heard from Koenma you had a girlfriend, I rushed over here to see her."
A smile grew on his face as he realized the truth. He held her closer as small brief tears of joy flooded his eyes. He smiled down on her sleeping features. He laid her back down on the bed making sure she was covered.
"Botan this is Kizna," he said. "Kizna this is Botan."
"It's very nice to meet you," Botan said softly as she looked down on the small fairy.
Keiko and the others watched from the door. Keiko smiled at her friend happy that he wouldn't lose his love. Silently, she walked in and to the bed. Kurama looked up at her and smiled. His face shined with tears as he held a small hand within his own.
"Keiko this is Kizna," he said looking down on his lover. "Kizna this is Keiko. She's the one Yusuke likes."
Botan giggled as Keiko blushed. Two figures' heads sharply turned to Yusuke faces silently asking questions. Hiei raised an eyebrow, and Kuwabara grinned. Yusuke turned away feigning anger as he turned red. They smirked and chuckled at his embarrassment.
The three in the room watched over her as he held her hand in his. They smiled sweetly at the couple realizing they were madly in love. Unbeknownst to them, small and nimble fingers on a lonely hand twitched. They watched her throughout the day, Kurama never leaving her side and never letting go of her hand. The sun shifted through the apartment making cryptic shadows appear and go away as the day progressed. The sun in the distance began to set as it outlined two lovers in a small window one sleeping, the other never leaving her side.
Shiori walked into an empty apartment hoping to find her son. She walked through the rooms making an exhaustive search only to find no one.
"Suuichi?" she called. "I'm home."
"Suuichi?" she called again worried.
She picked up a small directory and flipped through the pages hoping to find his friends. Only one number caught her eye. Urameshi Yusuke. Going by her mother's instinct, she dialed the number.
The shrill cry of a phone at Yusuke's house snapped everyone to attention. Quietly, Yusuke walked to the phone and hesitantly picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Is Suuichi there?" asked Shiori. "It's his mother."
Yusuke looked thoughtfully around the room before remembering Suuichi was Kurama's human name.
"Yea," said Yusuke unsure of what to say. "He's here....taking care of a friend."
Walking to the bedroom door, he peered into the room finding Kurama still by her side.
"Kurama your mother is on the phone," said Yusuke holding his hand over the mouthpiece preventing Shiori from hearing her son's demon name.
"If you just send him home, it's late," said Shiori through the phone.
"She wants you to come home," Yusuke called into the room.
"No," Kurama replied adamantly. "I'm not leaving her side."
"He'll be home soon," Yusuke assured her as he hung up the phone.
"Don't worry, we'll take care of her," comforted Botan.
Kurama shook his head as the grip on her hand tightened. Small tears welled in his eyes once more at the thought of leaving her. He rested his head on his hands that enclosed her hand and cried. He harshly wiped his tears away. 'I can't cry,' he thought harshly. 'I have to smile when she wakes up.' Hiei walked to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I'll watch her," said Hiei. "Go."
Kurama looked around the room. Everyone's eyes shone with worry and concern. They silently pleaded and implored him to go home. He nodded.
"I don't think she would want to see you with tired eyes," added Botan looking down to match his gaze. "Go get some rest."
"Please call me when anything happens," he said softly as the others nodded.
He left the apartment in a daze unaware of the cold night air that stung his skin and his heart. He eyes shined with tears as he looked to the ground in despair. Around him the world seemed to change, the trees seemed bare and everywhere the streets seemed to be filled with strangers. The moon reminded him of her soft pale skin and its silver shine of her eyes. The stars shone with a whiter and brighter light reminding him of her roses. He loved her. In an endless daze with only thoughts of her, he walked into his mother's apartment building.
Shiori watched as her son walked into the apartment in a daze. His eyes were swollen and downcast and his face stained with tears. His eyes shone with no emotion and life and seemed to long for someone or something. She wondered what was wrong.
"Hello mother," Kurama said voice devoid of any emotion.
"Hello Suuichi," she replied kindly not pressing the issue further.
She watched as he walked to his room and quietly close the door. He looked around the room remembering and thinking of only her. His plants had bloomed and blossomed into large flowers and plants because of her. The bed smelled of them from the night of passion and love they shared only a few nights before. He changed into a simple set of pajamas and walked to the bathroom. Endless visions of her plagued and haunted him. Folds of her towel stuck out from a hamper as he remembered her innocently sitting on the counter and the shower where they share fits of fire and warmth against the hot water. Eyes dull, he idly brushed his teeth and walked to the room depressed and somehow lonely.
He climbed into the bed eyes watering as her smell lingered on his sensitive nose. He pulled an extra pillow close to him wishing and hoping it would turn into her as he held the pillow tightly in his arms. Soft tears stained the red pillow as he fell to sleep haunted by her only in his dreams.
The night sky shined and twinkled over Yusuke's house as a sleeping figure lay in a small bed. A small demon sat by the bed silently sleeping tired from the day's events. The mysterious demon's black clothing and hair blended into the darkness his small figure barely lit by the moon and stars. The others had left, and Yusuke was in his room sleeping soundly. In the bed, a small figure's sliver eyes fluttered open. She turned her head to look around the room only to find a small demon at her bedside. She smiled softly. 'Kurama must have made him stay with me,' she thought sleepily. Her eyes began to once more weight with fatigue and weariness. She turned her head towards the window and listened to the silent lullaby of the stars. Eyes falling closed, she drifted off into a dreamland thinking only of him.
The sun shined in his room chasing Kurama out of his dreams. His pillows were stained with tears he had cried in his sleep and his eyes were swollen from sadness. He couldn't get her out of his mind. Dreams of her smiling face haunted him like an untouchable ghost or goddess. He felt the dry sand of tears on his face. Walking to the bathroom and to the sink, Kurama splashed the icy water on his face waking him out of a saddened daze only for a brief moment. He showered, changed, and sadly walked to breakfast in a depressed stupor.
Shiori watched as her son walked into the room once more in his saddened state. She looked with concern as he silently sat at the table. 'He's never acted like this before,' she thought. 'The only time I've ever seen anyone act this way was... could he be?'
"Suuichi," she began. "What's wrong?"
He looked up from the table into his mother's concerned eyes. He pondered what to tell her.
"Nothing mother," he replied turning to look down onto table.
"Please tell me," she said pressing the issue further. "I want to know who's making my son feel this way."
"Who?" asked Kurama bewildered by his mother's observation. 'How?' he thought puzzled.
"Yes," she replied as she sat down by her son. "Who is she?"
Kizna's words echoed through his mind. 'It must be so nice to have a mother,' he thought as the phrase ran over and over in his head. An idea popped into his mind. A smile grew in his mind as he thought of her.
Shiori studied her son. She watched as emotions raced through his eyes. Sadness. Confusion. Realization. They were all there. She watched as the final emotion settled into his eyes. Love.
"You have to meet her," he said breaking the silence between them. "She's over at Yusuke's."
"All right," Shiori replied as she smiled.
She stood and finished making the breakfast. She placed a small bowl of rice and ham on the table. Kurama ate the food quickly, eager to go to Yusuke's apartment. Shiori giggled at her son. She was eager to meet the strange person who had captured her son's heart and mind. She ate silently with grace and dignity of a queen. She looked up to find her son hastily washing the dishes in the sink as she finished and brought up her plate.
They left the apartment, Shiori walking in silence enjoying the morning sun lagging behind Kurama. He walked at a brisk pace far in front of her hoping Kizna would be all right. His rose red mane flew behind him in the light morning breezes. They stopped at a large building as Kurama looked up to Yusuke's apartment balcony with hope.
Hiei sat erect in the chair by the bedside constantly watching her. He had watched her partly through the night and awoke before the dawn rose into the sky. His eyes held a hint of worry, but beyond his crimson sights lied more worry and concern than anyone could possibly fathom or count. A worry he could never admit.
Yusuke looked into the room with a small sleeping figure in the bed. He looked worriedly hoping she would wake up soon. 'Kurama is taking this so hard,' he thought. Kuwabara, who had come early in the morning, looked over his shoulder at the small figure as he walked behind Yusuke. Both had worried faces wondering and waiting for the card that fate would deal for the fairy. A rapping came from the door.
Kurama and Shiori waited outside Yusuke's apartment waiting for the door to open. Kurama tapped his foot nervously and impatiently for the door to open.
Yusuke walked to the door and found Kurama and his mother on the other side. He pasted a smile on his face hoping they wouldn't worry.
"Come in" said Yusuke as he opened the door wider.
"How is she?" Kurama asked worriedly as his mother walked deeper into the apartment and out of sight.
Yusuke shook his head sadly. Tears began to well in Kurama's eyes. His knuckles turned white as he balled his fists in sadness. A sharp pain in his lip began to form as he bit down to stop the tears from coming. Yusuke placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. Kurama brushed his tears away determine to not let his mother see him cry. 'Please wake up,' he thought. Kurama found his mother sitting in a small living room patiently waiting.
"She's in her room mother," said Kurama trying his best no to cry. "It's this way."
Shiori smiled. He lead her to the bedroom door. He silently went in as she once more waited for him.
Hiei looked up to find Kurama walking into the room with pure sadness written across his face. His eyes asked for conformation of what Yusuke had said. Hiei's eyes shone the only possible answer. The blurring tears swelled in his eyes once more. His heart was in pure agony as he could only do so much for her.
"Please leave," he rasped.
Hiei nodded understandingly and walked out leaving the two lovers alone. He sat down at her beside and grasped her hand in his once more. He let out soft sobs not able to contain his sadness any longer. Salty drops fell upon their hands and lightly on her arm in a soft rain. Then he felt it.
She felt warm. A soft gentle presence enclose her hand as she lay sleeping. She felt small drops of rain fall upon her arm. She heard soft cries and moans coming from her bedside. She twitched her hand in his hoping it was real.
He studied her features through his tears. He was sure her hand had responded to his, but somehow unsure at the same time. He felt no other responses coming from his sleeping beauty as his tears resumed their falling rain.
She heard silence. A long silence that seemed to last forever. It ended abruptly as the sobs and moans continued. Her silver eyes opened and squinted in the morning light. She turned her head and looked on worriedly at the sight. She watched her lover crying. 'Kurama?' she thought worriedly.
"Why do you cry?" she whispered worriedly.
He looked up in shock and surprise when he heard the voice. He looked down on his once sleeping lover as she looked up a worried face. He dropped her hand and swiftly pulled her into an embrace, throwing himself into her arms, knocking over the chair in the process. He kneeled on the floor as he desperately held her close never letting go. She watched as he cried on her naked shoulder. She hugged him back trying to match his ferocity and love. Small tears of joy swelled in her eyes as she molded into the embrace. She whispered comforts into his ear as she cried into his shoulder as well.
"You're alive," he rasped.
"Yes," she whispered. "I promised I would be all right didn't I?"
At the door, four figures watched in happiness.
Shiori and Hiei jumped back from the door when they heard a loud crash in the closed room. Yusuke and Kuwabara ran over after hearing the sound.
"What happened?" asked Yusuke.
"I don't know," said Shiori. "We just heard this loud crash."
They silently creaked open the door not knowing what to expect and looked in. They saw two lovers in each others arms crying soft tears of joy. They turned to each other and smiled. Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei walked away leaving the two alone. Shiori silently watched the sight from the door.
She rested her head on his shoulder her eyelashes gently caressing his neck as he sobbed. His sobs had been reduced to soft whimpers and sniffs, but he held her as tightly as before. He began to gently kiss her shoulder and caress her neck sending shivers through her. She lifted her head to see someone standing in the door. Their eyes locked as they stared at one another. Kizna looked curiously at the strange human in the door.
Shiori gazed at the strange girl in Kurama's arms. She had never seen anyone so uniquely beautiful. Her strange and soft silver eyes stared back at her curiously. Shiori smiled.
Kizna saw the odd human smile. She turned her head towards Kurama molding herself into the embrace.
"Kurama who's here?" she whispered as his lips caressed her shoulder and neck.
He lifted his head from her shoulder as she reached to wipe away the last of his tears. He turned and saw his mother standing in the door. He smiled. He laid her back down making sure her wings were hidden and motioned for his mother to come in. Shiori walked to the bedside and looked down on the strange girl with long light blue hair with strange green streaks with small white and pink flowers, and silver eyes.
"Mother this is Kizna," he said softly. "Kizna this is my mother Shiori."
Kizna smiled. Her eyes shown with friendship and love.
"I've heard many nice things about you," she replied softly. "You're very lucky Kurama."
"His name is Suuichi," corrected Shiori as Kizna looked bewildered and as Kurama looked away.
"It's a nickname," said Kurama trying to cover up her mistake lightly blushing.
He rested his head against hers their foreheads touching. A strange emotion flashed across their eyes as they looked deep into each others' souls. Shiori instantly recognized the bizarre emotion for she felt that same emotion long ago. It was true love. Her breathe caught and her eyes welled with tears of joy for her son. She quietly and swiftly walked out of the room to leave the lovers silently profess their love.
Author's note: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho and if I did I probably would put Kizna in the show so people don't write yaoi fics, but that will never happen. Kizna is mine and mine alone so if you use something similar please give me proper credit. Just so you know this isn't the last chapter!
They walked in silence towards the kitchen as Yusuke pulled out his mother's sake and rags.
"Do you think she'll be all right?" asked Kuwabara breaking the silence.
"Who knows, her injuries looked pretty bad," said Yusuke as he soaked the rags with the alcohol.
"He's taking this rather hard," said Hiei. "I've never seen him act like this before."
"Here," said Yusuke as he handed them two rags. "For your wounds."
Gently, they patted the rags on their wounds and cuts wincing at the sting of the alcohol. Their minds pondered Kurama's behavior somehow understanding and not understanding at the same time. Their eyes watched the silent bedroom door.
Her pale body was covered in bandages and gauze as he sat watching her never letting her hand go. His ankle was bandaged from a sprain he had gotten in battle and was almost healed thanks to his demon anatomy. His right arm was wrapped in bandages as well and could be easily covered with his school clothing. His sad green eyes watched her sleeping unconscious form. Tears threatened to break through his eyes, but bit his lip to hold them back. He promised himself he would be by her side always ready with a smiling face when she awoke. Taking a blanket that lay at the foot of the bed, he covered her and let her sleep hiding her wings in case any human other than Yusuke or Kuwabara would walk through the door. 'Please be all right,' his mind begged. 'I love you.' He laid a light kiss on her forehead and noticed her dirty clothes and cloak on the floor. Maybe he could leave her side this one time. He picked up her clothing and cloak and walked out of the room.
They watched Kurama walk out of the room and over to the sink not saying a word. Sadness was evident in his face and features. He turned on the water, rolled up his sleeves, and began to wash her cloak.
"Are you going to be all right?" asked Yusuke as he stood to place a hand on his shoulder.
"You know," he started. "I gave her this cloak. She was always so fond of it."
The others looked on worriedly. He plunged the cloak into the water stained with blood and dirt. Yusuke removed his hand and began to worry.
"Did you know?" he rambled on voice cracking. "She was fond of many things. She was fond of roses. She always loved the roses we kept. And she was always fond of singing. And she especially loved the white roses."
He pulled the cloak up from the murky depths of blood and dirt. The fabric grew heavy soddened with water. Stray strings and tears stood out from the midnight blue fabric. He carefully examined the cloak and found no blood. He smiled a fake smile. He dipped her clothing into the water not bothering to empty the sink. Small tears ran down his face as he smiled. He jumped as another hand was placed on his shoulder. He turned spraying water around him.
They stood around him with worried looks on their faces as they noticed the tears. He soft tears turned to heart wrenching sobs as he slid down to the floor in a saddened stupor. The others looked down in worry unsure of what to do. They helped him and led him back to the room. On the way out, Kuwabara grabbed a chair and walked to the room with the others. They placed the chair by the bed and helped Kurama sit down. Instantly, Kurama grabbed her hand in his hoping his touch would wake her up.
"Please... leave," he rasped out.
Yusuke and Kuwabara nodded in understanding and led Hiei away. They walked out of the room in an uncomfortable silence leaving a grieving kitsune behind. Walking to the sink, Yusuke began to finish washing her clothes in the dirty water. When he was done, he placed the clothes on the balcony to hang dry. The morning sun shined high in the sky with a bright blue backdrop. The life around him seemed to smile while he and the others grieved. Head down, eyes saddened, Yusuke sulked back into the apartment.
They looked around the quiet apartment usually alive with laughter. The silence reigned until a light rapping came from the apartment door. Yusuke opened the door and found Keiko and Botan on the other side smiling innocent smiles that was oblivious sadness in the room.
"So I heard that Kurama has a girlfriend from Koenma," teased Botan. "Where is she? I want to meet her."
They noticed the sad demeanor of the room seemed to turn sadder at her mentioning. They cast their eyes down to the floor all eyes filled with true sadness and worry.
"Is something wrong?" asked Keiko worriedly.
"Oh I forgot to introduce you," said Yusuke trying to change the subject. "Keiko this is Hiei. Hiei this is Keiko."
"Hello it's nice to meet you," she said holding out her hand.
"Hm," he replied.
"He's always like that don't worry," said Kuwabara.
The room dove into another round of silence. Keiko and Botan easily recognized something was wrong.
"Botan what did you hear from Koenma?" asked Yusuke.
"Just that Kurama has a girlfriend," said Botan worriedly. "What happened?"
Yusuke told them what had happened. From the time Kurama had rushed into the office looking for their help from what they knew of the final battle. Botan's and Keiko's faces shifted from worry to pure fear and shock back to worry. Pure pity and concern shown in their eyes as they gruesome story unfolded.
"Where are they now?" asked Botan.
They pointed to the bedroom door. Keiko and Botan walked over and pressed their ears lightly against the door. They heard soft sobs coming from someone grieving. Soft whispers of "I love you" and "please be all right" flooded their ears with pure concern and sadness.
"May we go in?" asked Keiko receiving shaking heads in response.
Kurama looked up hearing a soft female voice outside his door. 'Keiko,' he thought. He gently kissed her hand and slowly stood to walk to the door. He brushed his tears away and opened the door. He looked in fright at what he saw.
The door slid open revealing a pale Kurama with swollen eyes. Pure fear flashed across his face when his eyes rested on Botan. He quickly shut the door leaving the others bewildered by his actions.
He slammed the door in their faces and ran to her side. 'She's can't take you away from me,' he thought. 'I won't allow it... You have to be all right.' He cradled her in his arms and held her tightly, as he kissed her forehead. A fall of tears ran down his face and cheeks with small drops falling on her face, running down her cheeks.
"What was that about?" asked Yusuke bewildered.
"Her," replied Hiei pointing to Botan.
"Hmpf!" said Botan as she held her nose high. "How rude!"
"He probably thought she's here to take her," said Hiei. "Knowing him he'll do anything to stop that from happening."
"But I'm not here to for her," said Botan guiltily. "I'll apologize."
She quietly creaked opened the door and looked inside. He kneeled on the floor holding her in his arms protectively. Tears ran down his face as his eyes begged for her to wake up from an eternal sleep. He turned around in terror as she walked in.
Kurama looked up in horror as he heard the door silently open. Botan walked silently over to him sympathy written in her features. He looked up to her in a broken state, eyes pleading, tears falling.
"Please don't take her away from me," he begged through his tears.
"Don't worry I'm not here to take her away," she said as she smiled softly. "Actually, I was curious."
"What?" he asked bewildered.
"I was curious," she replied smiling wider. "I was wondering what was causing your strange behavior for the past few days. And when I heard from Koenma you had a girlfriend, I rushed over here to see her."
A smile grew on his face as he realized the truth. He held her closer as small brief tears of joy flooded his eyes. He smiled down on her sleeping features. He laid her back down on the bed making sure she was covered.
"Botan this is Kizna," he said. "Kizna this is Botan."
"It's very nice to meet you," Botan said softly as she looked down on the small fairy.
Keiko and the others watched from the door. Keiko smiled at her friend happy that he wouldn't lose his love. Silently, she walked in and to the bed. Kurama looked up at her and smiled. His face shined with tears as he held a small hand within his own.
"Keiko this is Kizna," he said looking down on his lover. "Kizna this is Keiko. She's the one Yusuke likes."
Botan giggled as Keiko blushed. Two figures' heads sharply turned to Yusuke faces silently asking questions. Hiei raised an eyebrow, and Kuwabara grinned. Yusuke turned away feigning anger as he turned red. They smirked and chuckled at his embarrassment.
The three in the room watched over her as he held her hand in his. They smiled sweetly at the couple realizing they were madly in love. Unbeknownst to them, small and nimble fingers on a lonely hand twitched. They watched her throughout the day, Kurama never leaving her side and never letting go of her hand. The sun shifted through the apartment making cryptic shadows appear and go away as the day progressed. The sun in the distance began to set as it outlined two lovers in a small window one sleeping, the other never leaving her side.
Shiori walked into an empty apartment hoping to find her son. She walked through the rooms making an exhaustive search only to find no one.
"Suuichi?" she called. "I'm home."
"Suuichi?" she called again worried.
She picked up a small directory and flipped through the pages hoping to find his friends. Only one number caught her eye. Urameshi Yusuke. Going by her mother's instinct, she dialed the number.
The shrill cry of a phone at Yusuke's house snapped everyone to attention. Quietly, Yusuke walked to the phone and hesitantly picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Is Suuichi there?" asked Shiori. "It's his mother."
Yusuke looked thoughtfully around the room before remembering Suuichi was Kurama's human name.
"Yea," said Yusuke unsure of what to say. "He's here....taking care of a friend."
Walking to the bedroom door, he peered into the room finding Kurama still by her side.
"Kurama your mother is on the phone," said Yusuke holding his hand over the mouthpiece preventing Shiori from hearing her son's demon name.
"If you just send him home, it's late," said Shiori through the phone.
"She wants you to come home," Yusuke called into the room.
"No," Kurama replied adamantly. "I'm not leaving her side."
"He'll be home soon," Yusuke assured her as he hung up the phone.
"Don't worry, we'll take care of her," comforted Botan.
Kurama shook his head as the grip on her hand tightened. Small tears welled in his eyes once more at the thought of leaving her. He rested his head on his hands that enclosed her hand and cried. He harshly wiped his tears away. 'I can't cry,' he thought harshly. 'I have to smile when she wakes up.' Hiei walked to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I'll watch her," said Hiei. "Go."
Kurama looked around the room. Everyone's eyes shone with worry and concern. They silently pleaded and implored him to go home. He nodded.
"I don't think she would want to see you with tired eyes," added Botan looking down to match his gaze. "Go get some rest."
"Please call me when anything happens," he said softly as the others nodded.
He left the apartment in a daze unaware of the cold night air that stung his skin and his heart. He eyes shined with tears as he looked to the ground in despair. Around him the world seemed to change, the trees seemed bare and everywhere the streets seemed to be filled with strangers. The moon reminded him of her soft pale skin and its silver shine of her eyes. The stars shone with a whiter and brighter light reminding him of her roses. He loved her. In an endless daze with only thoughts of her, he walked into his mother's apartment building.
Shiori watched as her son walked into the apartment in a daze. His eyes were swollen and downcast and his face stained with tears. His eyes shone with no emotion and life and seemed to long for someone or something. She wondered what was wrong.
"Hello mother," Kurama said voice devoid of any emotion.
"Hello Suuichi," she replied kindly not pressing the issue further.
She watched as he walked to his room and quietly close the door. He looked around the room remembering and thinking of only her. His plants had bloomed and blossomed into large flowers and plants because of her. The bed smelled of them from the night of passion and love they shared only a few nights before. He changed into a simple set of pajamas and walked to the bathroom. Endless visions of her plagued and haunted him. Folds of her towel stuck out from a hamper as he remembered her innocently sitting on the counter and the shower where they share fits of fire and warmth against the hot water. Eyes dull, he idly brushed his teeth and walked to the room depressed and somehow lonely.
He climbed into the bed eyes watering as her smell lingered on his sensitive nose. He pulled an extra pillow close to him wishing and hoping it would turn into her as he held the pillow tightly in his arms. Soft tears stained the red pillow as he fell to sleep haunted by her only in his dreams.
The night sky shined and twinkled over Yusuke's house as a sleeping figure lay in a small bed. A small demon sat by the bed silently sleeping tired from the day's events. The mysterious demon's black clothing and hair blended into the darkness his small figure barely lit by the moon and stars. The others had left, and Yusuke was in his room sleeping soundly. In the bed, a small figure's sliver eyes fluttered open. She turned her head to look around the room only to find a small demon at her bedside. She smiled softly. 'Kurama must have made him stay with me,' she thought sleepily. Her eyes began to once more weight with fatigue and weariness. She turned her head towards the window and listened to the silent lullaby of the stars. Eyes falling closed, she drifted off into a dreamland thinking only of him.
The sun shined in his room chasing Kurama out of his dreams. His pillows were stained with tears he had cried in his sleep and his eyes were swollen from sadness. He couldn't get her out of his mind. Dreams of her smiling face haunted him like an untouchable ghost or goddess. He felt the dry sand of tears on his face. Walking to the bathroom and to the sink, Kurama splashed the icy water on his face waking him out of a saddened daze only for a brief moment. He showered, changed, and sadly walked to breakfast in a depressed stupor.
Shiori watched as her son walked into the room once more in his saddened state. She looked with concern as he silently sat at the table. 'He's never acted like this before,' she thought. 'The only time I've ever seen anyone act this way was... could he be?'
"Suuichi," she began. "What's wrong?"
He looked up from the table into his mother's concerned eyes. He pondered what to tell her.
"Nothing mother," he replied turning to look down onto table.
"Please tell me," she said pressing the issue further. "I want to know who's making my son feel this way."
"Who?" asked Kurama bewildered by his mother's observation. 'How?' he thought puzzled.
"Yes," she replied as she sat down by her son. "Who is she?"
Kizna's words echoed through his mind. 'It must be so nice to have a mother,' he thought as the phrase ran over and over in his head. An idea popped into his mind. A smile grew in his mind as he thought of her.
Shiori studied her son. She watched as emotions raced through his eyes. Sadness. Confusion. Realization. They were all there. She watched as the final emotion settled into his eyes. Love.
"You have to meet her," he said breaking the silence between them. "She's over at Yusuke's."
"All right," Shiori replied as she smiled.
She stood and finished making the breakfast. She placed a small bowl of rice and ham on the table. Kurama ate the food quickly, eager to go to Yusuke's apartment. Shiori giggled at her son. She was eager to meet the strange person who had captured her son's heart and mind. She ate silently with grace and dignity of a queen. She looked up to find her son hastily washing the dishes in the sink as she finished and brought up her plate.
They left the apartment, Shiori walking in silence enjoying the morning sun lagging behind Kurama. He walked at a brisk pace far in front of her hoping Kizna would be all right. His rose red mane flew behind him in the light morning breezes. They stopped at a large building as Kurama looked up to Yusuke's apartment balcony with hope.
Hiei sat erect in the chair by the bedside constantly watching her. He had watched her partly through the night and awoke before the dawn rose into the sky. His eyes held a hint of worry, but beyond his crimson sights lied more worry and concern than anyone could possibly fathom or count. A worry he could never admit.
Yusuke looked into the room with a small sleeping figure in the bed. He looked worriedly hoping she would wake up soon. 'Kurama is taking this so hard,' he thought. Kuwabara, who had come early in the morning, looked over his shoulder at the small figure as he walked behind Yusuke. Both had worried faces wondering and waiting for the card that fate would deal for the fairy. A rapping came from the door.
Kurama and Shiori waited outside Yusuke's apartment waiting for the door to open. Kurama tapped his foot nervously and impatiently for the door to open.
Yusuke walked to the door and found Kurama and his mother on the other side. He pasted a smile on his face hoping they wouldn't worry.
"Come in" said Yusuke as he opened the door wider.
"How is she?" Kurama asked worriedly as his mother walked deeper into the apartment and out of sight.
Yusuke shook his head sadly. Tears began to well in Kurama's eyes. His knuckles turned white as he balled his fists in sadness. A sharp pain in his lip began to form as he bit down to stop the tears from coming. Yusuke placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. Kurama brushed his tears away determine to not let his mother see him cry. 'Please wake up,' he thought. Kurama found his mother sitting in a small living room patiently waiting.
"She's in her room mother," said Kurama trying his best no to cry. "It's this way."
Shiori smiled. He lead her to the bedroom door. He silently went in as she once more waited for him.
Hiei looked up to find Kurama walking into the room with pure sadness written across his face. His eyes asked for conformation of what Yusuke had said. Hiei's eyes shone the only possible answer. The blurring tears swelled in his eyes once more. His heart was in pure agony as he could only do so much for her.
"Please leave," he rasped.
Hiei nodded understandingly and walked out leaving the two lovers alone. He sat down at her beside and grasped her hand in his once more. He let out soft sobs not able to contain his sadness any longer. Salty drops fell upon their hands and lightly on her arm in a soft rain. Then he felt it.
She felt warm. A soft gentle presence enclose her hand as she lay sleeping. She felt small drops of rain fall upon her arm. She heard soft cries and moans coming from her bedside. She twitched her hand in his hoping it was real.
He studied her features through his tears. He was sure her hand had responded to his, but somehow unsure at the same time. He felt no other responses coming from his sleeping beauty as his tears resumed their falling rain.
She heard silence. A long silence that seemed to last forever. It ended abruptly as the sobs and moans continued. Her silver eyes opened and squinted in the morning light. She turned her head and looked on worriedly at the sight. She watched her lover crying. 'Kurama?' she thought worriedly.
"Why do you cry?" she whispered worriedly.
He looked up in shock and surprise when he heard the voice. He looked down on his once sleeping lover as she looked up a worried face. He dropped her hand and swiftly pulled her into an embrace, throwing himself into her arms, knocking over the chair in the process. He kneeled on the floor as he desperately held her close never letting go. She watched as he cried on her naked shoulder. She hugged him back trying to match his ferocity and love. Small tears of joy swelled in her eyes as she molded into the embrace. She whispered comforts into his ear as she cried into his shoulder as well.
"You're alive," he rasped.
"Yes," she whispered. "I promised I would be all right didn't I?"
At the door, four figures watched in happiness.
Shiori and Hiei jumped back from the door when they heard a loud crash in the closed room. Yusuke and Kuwabara ran over after hearing the sound.
"What happened?" asked Yusuke.
"I don't know," said Shiori. "We just heard this loud crash."
They silently creaked open the door not knowing what to expect and looked in. They saw two lovers in each others arms crying soft tears of joy. They turned to each other and smiled. Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei walked away leaving the two alone. Shiori silently watched the sight from the door.
She rested her head on his shoulder her eyelashes gently caressing his neck as he sobbed. His sobs had been reduced to soft whimpers and sniffs, but he held her as tightly as before. He began to gently kiss her shoulder and caress her neck sending shivers through her. She lifted her head to see someone standing in the door. Their eyes locked as they stared at one another. Kizna looked curiously at the strange human in the door.
Shiori gazed at the strange girl in Kurama's arms. She had never seen anyone so uniquely beautiful. Her strange and soft silver eyes stared back at her curiously. Shiori smiled.
Kizna saw the odd human smile. She turned her head towards Kurama molding herself into the embrace.
"Kurama who's here?" she whispered as his lips caressed her shoulder and neck.
He lifted his head from her shoulder as she reached to wipe away the last of his tears. He turned and saw his mother standing in the door. He smiled. He laid her back down making sure her wings were hidden and motioned for his mother to come in. Shiori walked to the bedside and looked down on the strange girl with long light blue hair with strange green streaks with small white and pink flowers, and silver eyes.
"Mother this is Kizna," he said softly. "Kizna this is my mother Shiori."
Kizna smiled. Her eyes shown with friendship and love.
"I've heard many nice things about you," she replied softly. "You're very lucky Kurama."
"His name is Suuichi," corrected Shiori as Kizna looked bewildered and as Kurama looked away.
"It's a nickname," said Kurama trying to cover up her mistake lightly blushing.
He rested his head against hers their foreheads touching. A strange emotion flashed across their eyes as they looked deep into each others' souls. Shiori instantly recognized the bizarre emotion for she felt that same emotion long ago. It was true love. Her breathe caught and her eyes welled with tears of joy for her son. She quietly and swiftly walked out of the room to leave the lovers silently profess their love.
Author's note: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho and if I did I probably would put Kizna in the show so people don't write yaoi fics, but that will never happen. Kizna is mine and mine alone so if you use something similar please give me proper credit. Just so you know this isn't the last chapter!