Disclaimers apply. Re-edited and soon to be continued. Sorry for the long long long wait. Continuation is in progress. I have my computer back. - But I have no internet....
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Part 1Love… Why was there ever a thing called love? That incomprehensible feeling? That feeling that hurts and yet, you yearn for? I should have never learnt about this…
All these years I have slaughtered with hate at my side. I used to be impassive, ruthless, and hateful. Bitterness was my manner, always remaining my tone of detestation. My sword has been in battles, has tasted blood over and over again as my life ambles to its end. But now…
That kitsune… That idiot should have never taught me about this! Who is he, to teach me the weaves of love? And now, I know I wield this love deep within the burrows of my heart..
I have love… I can't deny it. Love for my sister (though truthfully, I had always had this), my strong friend Yusuke, Those irritating girls Botan and Keiko, That idiotic ox Kazuma, My two bosses Mukuro and Koenma; Genkai… and to my best friend, Kurama…
Kurama… Especially him. I love him, perhaps even more than life itself… He was the only one who ever cared so much for me. The only one who I have countlessly pushed away… The one who comes ceaselessly to my aid…And I can't repay him. I have pride, my ego to keep; I can't let Kurama in on the facts that I've fallen for him. That it was he who broke my walls the most… completely.
"Hiei?"
"Hn. Kitsune no baka. What do you want?"
"Get down first. I look like I'm talking to a tree."
"So?"
"Just get down."
I jumped down the branch I was sitting on, and landed silently on the soft grass. The fresh smell of leaves alerted my senses. I glanced up at Kurama, my eyes meeting his emerald ones. I sighted inwardly, as I look into the perfectly shaped face, the fair skin and the flaming red hair. He glanced at me uneasily, "Hiei, uhm..."
"Hurry up." I snapped bitterly. He nodded, brisk-fully.
"Hiei, I'm going away for a while…"
My eyes widened. I tried my best to hide my immediate fear.
"Going? Where to?"
Kurama replied, quite smoothly, " I'll be studying in New York."
A tense silence followed as I move away from him.
"H-how long?" I asked, my voice betraying my feelings.
I watched him come close to me, but when he lain a hand I shot back. He must not see I am trembling.
"Hiei, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I'll be gone for four years."
Something happened to me...My heart jolted. I bit back the pain as my hands rounded into fists. Almost tightly enough that my fingertips drew out blood. I glanced towards the ground, trying to hide it. I felt gentle hands hold my shoulders. I didn't shrug it off, or regard I ever felt it. "Hiei?"
I didn't reply. A wave of fear surged into me, I refused to notice it. But my thoughts ended in a close range to it anyway. What could I do without him? What would a youkai do in a Ningen world alone?
"I'll go to the Makai then..." I said, not meeting those eyes. His hands suddenly retreated from my shoulders, a familiar sign that he was upset with my decision. "Hiei, you have to stay here, watch over the Ningens. " he said, seriously. "You must."
"I take orders from no one."
A glint of pain in his eyes, "Yah, no one except Mukuro."
I grab the hem of his collar, as fast as it was hardly noticeable, piercing my eyes through those glass-green orbs that were scandalized with shock.
"Don't dare pull Mukuro into this." I seethed dangerously. He said nothing in reply, and silence reigned for a few moments between us. A sliver of guilt trickled down my spine and hovered over me as I loosened my grasp on the bunch of clothing I was holding. I seemed angrier than I was, but I don't think I would be apologizing to him.
Kurama pulled away, apparently a bit heated. "Fine then. I'm just telling you I'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon." The redhead then turned around and walked away. I didn't do anything… yes I am a fool... I know. Why didn't I move? Do anything? It was because of my stupid ego. I would just shut up and pretend not to care. And so, I watch him walk away.
And leave me.
I didn't know it could be forever.
I was sleeping atop a sturdy branch the very next day when I heard a familiar voice, shouting my name aloud.
"HIEI! Get Down from there!!!"
It rang in my head for a couple of seconds. Yes, vibrating all over my corroding koorime ears. And registered into my brain a couple of minutes after.
Yusuke was royally pissing me off.
A few more yells, even indecent cries. I shut my eyes and tried to fall back to sleep.
then, I heard it.
"Kurama's hurt!"
My eyes shot open, I rolled to one side of the branch and wasting no time in jumping down. A tight gripping feeling clenched my whole soul— and somehow I knew that this was not a prank, that something terrible was afoot. I felt fear.
He is going to die.
Those words repeated eerily at the back of my mind. I suddenly regretted everything I had said.
Kurama, I don't know what I'd do if you die…
