Disclaimer: Still don't own YuYu Hakusho, but Ylena is all mine.

I opened my eyes and found I was in my room. It was filled with beautiful flower arrangements. There were roses and irises along with some rare Makai wildflowers. However, the room was completely void of people. I could sense there were people around me, but where? I was still a little disoriented. All I could tell so far was; I was at home, I was in mine and Kurama's bed, I have flowers all around that only he could have given me, I am wearing my pajamas, my favorite red and black Chinese styled ones that my Koibito gave me for my birthday last year, and I am alive. That was when I realized that I must have been out for awhile. Feeling a little bit stiff, I rolled out of bed, and proceeded to walk out of the room. I headed towards the living room in search of people. How long was I out for? I wondered to myself as I made my way down the hall.

As I walked, I was surprised at how well most of my injuries had healed. True I am part demon, but I only had a few scars. I barley noticed them at first because I already had so many, so what was a few more, and besides, Kurama thinks they're sexy. I kept walking and when I finally reached the living room, I was startled to find everyone we knew was there. Even Atsuko was there sitting at the bar of course. It appeared that she and Shizuru were teaching each other how to mix different types of drinks. Yusuke and Kuwabara were sitting on the couch having a heated debate over who was the better super hero, Spiderman or Batman. Shiori, Yukina, and Keiko were talking about some kind of food in the kitchen that smelled really wonderful. Apparently Shiori's husband who was away on business had it catered in. Hiei was standing over by the window keeping a close eye on Yukina. Koenma, Botan, and George were discussing matters at the office. As I looked at all of our friends, I suddenly noticed everyone was dressed very formally. The girls were in evening gowns, and the boys were in tuxes. Even Hiei was looking particularly sharp in a very well tailored three-piece black suit. Then I saw it, the Christmas Tree.

IT WAS CHRISTMAS ALREADY! I must have been in a coma. I figured that Kurama must have decided to have a fun and formal Christmas party. He loved to get all dressed up and go places or do things. This had his handwriting all over it. As Yusuke and Kuwabara continued their debate about their comic book characters, I decided to make my presence know by interjecting with my personal opinion on the subject, "You know Wolverine from the X-Men would kick both of their asses." Everyone looked at me startled and then I heard, "Hey you're awake!" Kuwabara shouted and before I knew it, all eyes were on me. I looked back at all of them and smiled. Suddenly everybody, except Hiei, rushed towards me and there was hugging and laughing and I think some of the girls were crying. It was a little overwhelming, but in a good way. When they finally let me have some air, I asked, "Where is he?" No one answered. Damn it, this seems familiar. "Has something bad happened to him?" I asked, but not wanting to know the answer if it was yes. Then I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind me, and a light kiss on my right cheek. I turned around, and there he was.

One arm pulled me in on my lower back, and the other traveled up to my head, and he petted my hair. Oh how I missed that feeling. I then remembered when I though I had lost him forever. Then my thoughts traveled to the last person who did that to me, Hiei. Why wasn't he over here making sure I was okay like he did before? He's just standing over there, acting like he doesn't care, like the way he used to be before Kurama "died". I must find out later. Then I turned my thoughts back to the beautiful red head that was still holding me in his arms. My head was deeply submerged into his strong chest. I inhaled his scent. Roses. Then he lifted my chin with his soft fingers and kissed me. I felt faint, but he held me up. When he pulled away, he said, "Welcome back my love, Merry Christmas." I took a small step back, and about died when I saw him wearing his tux. This man would look good in anything, but this took my breath away. When I landed back in reality, it hit me I was still wearing my pajamas. Even though they were very nice, I had the urge to go change. I told everyone I would be right back. "This seems like a very nice party, and I feel my attire is not exactly appropriate, so if you will please excuse me, I will return shortly." With that, I took leave back to my room.