This fanfic contains YAOI content! (lemon in later chapters) It also
alludes to rape, brief mention of drug use, a little bit of naughty
language, and some self-violence. You can't say I didn't warn you!
Eek! I've been threatened! Please to stab me with blades of doom! See? I've posted! I'm a good girl! See? Posted like you asked!! Eeeee! * flees *
Thank you all for your support! This is going to be another short chapter, but it'll get the point across, I promise. sorta. maybe.
Disclaimer: If I could draw better, I would have drawn Yu Yu Hakusho. But as I can't, I didn't. As a result, I have nothing to do with it!
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Kurama slipped cautiously into Hiei's subconscious. If the only way they could communicate was through dreams. Kurama didn't really have anything to say to Hiei that he could fathom would help, but it might be fun to look in on the little demon's dreams for a bit. He laughed to himself in a manner that could almost be construed as a giggle. Hiei would kill him for the invasion of privacy if he knew!
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"A Forbidden Child!"
"He must be thrown off this island!"
"He will bring bad fortune on us all!"
Hiei was a baby, wrapped in some form of white cloth. Some woman who stood in a crowd of ice demons was holding him. The demons looked angry, scared, and nervous all at the same time. A woman who resembled Hiei stood to the side, held in place by others, wailing and screaming for her son's safety.
"Let him live! I'll take him away from here! Anything! Don't throw him! He'll die!" she screamed, agony written in her voice. She was ignored, but the woman holding Hiei looked even more nervous as the mother screamed.
"Be rid of him!"
"Forbidden!"
"Throw him!"
The woman holding the child gave him something Kurama couldn't quite see, and then closed her eyes, throwing him over the edge of the island, into the clouds.
Hiei was falling.
~ ~ ~
There was death.
Hiei was killing.
Blood was everywhere.
Kurama saw a flash of every man the fire demon had ever killed. At first, he was so young. too young to be killing, too young to be alone outside of a home. But kill he did. And he grew older with every flash, a life's path marked by deaths.
~ ~ ~
He was young again. Not more than ten, maybe younger. He lay in a clearing in a forest, held down by rough, dirty-looking men. He was screaming at the top of his lungs to be released, screaming in pain, screaming mindlessly, just screaming to be screaming. Kurama watched in horror as he was beaten savagely, his clothes ripped off, and finally raped brutally. After a while, Hiei stopped screaming. But Kurama picked up where he left off, shielding his eyes and yet still seeing what was happening to the young Koorime.
~ ~ ~
Hiei's head hurt. He was cold, he was hungry, and he was alone. His forehead was bandaged, protecting his new eye. He'd been searching so long for Yukina. Now he could find her. But after the pain subsided. after the fever that ripped him apart went away. He shivered and curled tightly against the tree he lay under, droplets of water falling steadily on his head. There was no escape from the blasted cold rain. As much as he heated his skin to steam it away, at least 20 times the rain fell back onto his flesh, the constant use of his Ki draining him and leaving him more susceptible to sickness.
"Yukina, I'm coming. just please forgive this small break in my search. I can't. I can't get myself up right now." he moaned quietly to his sister in his delirium.
~ ~ ~
Yukina was yelling at him. She was screaming at him. Disgust and distrust were written across her face as Kuwabara fled Genkai's temple, leaving Hiei to face the resulting wrath of the redhead's fiancé.
"No brother of mine would be so selfish, so shameful, so eager to kill!" she'd cried, tears running down her face. She turned and ran.
Hiei also fled.
~ ~ ~
Kurama gasped and saw himself in a warehouse, injured. Yuusuke stood to the side, and Hiei stood in front of him in his demon form. Kurama knew and dreaded this memory.
His own form in the memory stood, looking at Hiei for a moment, and then threw his own blood into Hiei's Jagan eye. Hiei clutched at his eye in disbelief, narrowing his eyes.
Kurama had betrayed him. Hiei's mind screamed, hurt by the betrayal.
~ ~ ~
Kurama was sitting on his bed, his eyes glazed over, shirtless, tangled in his sheets.
"You've only been asleep for an hour," Hiei said, worried.
"I have to work," Kurama replied, getting up to get dressed.
Hiei knew it was to pay his own hospital bills, and shame coated his thoughts.
Kurama's eyes in his spirit form were tearing up as he realized how Hiei felt about his jobs.
~ ~ ~
Flashes of Kurama flickered through his mind, one after another. His thin body, his yellowing skin, the bags under his eyes, his bottle of pills.
.his bottle of speed.
Kurama gasped. Hiei knew what that was? Hiei had known about the drugs. and it was eating at him like this? He was blaming himself for it?
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Kurama gasped, tears flowing down his cheeks as he fled Hiei's mind.
"So much pain!" he gasped, sobbing over the sleeping Koorime and wishing he could throw his arms around the small demon. .wishing he could fix the damage he himself had done, wishing he could save the demon from every injustice and pain he'd ever suffered.
"But. I caused so much of it! .he shouldn't even be concerning himself with me, not after the hurt I've inflicted." Kurama buried his face in his hands. "Let me die, Hiei. be rid of my worthless form!"
---Weeee. Another chapter done, despite my mortal wound. I chopped the top of my thumb off in culinary lab today while someone was yelling at me. and I was chopping Jalapeno's, so it BURNS!!! Gah!! Review, please, y'all! And this chapter wasn't as short as I'd thought it would be. Strange. I may or may not post another chapter tonight. ^_^ later, though.
Eek! I've been threatened! Please to stab me with blades of doom! See? I've posted! I'm a good girl! See? Posted like you asked!! Eeeee! * flees *
Thank you all for your support! This is going to be another short chapter, but it'll get the point across, I promise. sorta. maybe.
Disclaimer: If I could draw better, I would have drawn Yu Yu Hakusho. But as I can't, I didn't. As a result, I have nothing to do with it!
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Kurama slipped cautiously into Hiei's subconscious. If the only way they could communicate was through dreams. Kurama didn't really have anything to say to Hiei that he could fathom would help, but it might be fun to look in on the little demon's dreams for a bit. He laughed to himself in a manner that could almost be construed as a giggle. Hiei would kill him for the invasion of privacy if he knew!
~~~~~~~~~~~
"A Forbidden Child!"
"He must be thrown off this island!"
"He will bring bad fortune on us all!"
Hiei was a baby, wrapped in some form of white cloth. Some woman who stood in a crowd of ice demons was holding him. The demons looked angry, scared, and nervous all at the same time. A woman who resembled Hiei stood to the side, held in place by others, wailing and screaming for her son's safety.
"Let him live! I'll take him away from here! Anything! Don't throw him! He'll die!" she screamed, agony written in her voice. She was ignored, but the woman holding Hiei looked even more nervous as the mother screamed.
"Be rid of him!"
"Forbidden!"
"Throw him!"
The woman holding the child gave him something Kurama couldn't quite see, and then closed her eyes, throwing him over the edge of the island, into the clouds.
Hiei was falling.
~ ~ ~
There was death.
Hiei was killing.
Blood was everywhere.
Kurama saw a flash of every man the fire demon had ever killed. At first, he was so young. too young to be killing, too young to be alone outside of a home. But kill he did. And he grew older with every flash, a life's path marked by deaths.
~ ~ ~
He was young again. Not more than ten, maybe younger. He lay in a clearing in a forest, held down by rough, dirty-looking men. He was screaming at the top of his lungs to be released, screaming in pain, screaming mindlessly, just screaming to be screaming. Kurama watched in horror as he was beaten savagely, his clothes ripped off, and finally raped brutally. After a while, Hiei stopped screaming. But Kurama picked up where he left off, shielding his eyes and yet still seeing what was happening to the young Koorime.
~ ~ ~
Hiei's head hurt. He was cold, he was hungry, and he was alone. His forehead was bandaged, protecting his new eye. He'd been searching so long for Yukina. Now he could find her. But after the pain subsided. after the fever that ripped him apart went away. He shivered and curled tightly against the tree he lay under, droplets of water falling steadily on his head. There was no escape from the blasted cold rain. As much as he heated his skin to steam it away, at least 20 times the rain fell back onto his flesh, the constant use of his Ki draining him and leaving him more susceptible to sickness.
"Yukina, I'm coming. just please forgive this small break in my search. I can't. I can't get myself up right now." he moaned quietly to his sister in his delirium.
~ ~ ~
Yukina was yelling at him. She was screaming at him. Disgust and distrust were written across her face as Kuwabara fled Genkai's temple, leaving Hiei to face the resulting wrath of the redhead's fiancé.
"No brother of mine would be so selfish, so shameful, so eager to kill!" she'd cried, tears running down her face. She turned and ran.
Hiei also fled.
~ ~ ~
Kurama gasped and saw himself in a warehouse, injured. Yuusuke stood to the side, and Hiei stood in front of him in his demon form. Kurama knew and dreaded this memory.
His own form in the memory stood, looking at Hiei for a moment, and then threw his own blood into Hiei's Jagan eye. Hiei clutched at his eye in disbelief, narrowing his eyes.
Kurama had betrayed him. Hiei's mind screamed, hurt by the betrayal.
~ ~ ~
Kurama was sitting on his bed, his eyes glazed over, shirtless, tangled in his sheets.
"You've only been asleep for an hour," Hiei said, worried.
"I have to work," Kurama replied, getting up to get dressed.
Hiei knew it was to pay his own hospital bills, and shame coated his thoughts.
Kurama's eyes in his spirit form were tearing up as he realized how Hiei felt about his jobs.
~ ~ ~
Flashes of Kurama flickered through his mind, one after another. His thin body, his yellowing skin, the bags under his eyes, his bottle of pills.
.his bottle of speed.
Kurama gasped. Hiei knew what that was? Hiei had known about the drugs. and it was eating at him like this? He was blaming himself for it?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kurama gasped, tears flowing down his cheeks as he fled Hiei's mind.
"So much pain!" he gasped, sobbing over the sleeping Koorime and wishing he could throw his arms around the small demon. .wishing he could fix the damage he himself had done, wishing he could save the demon from every injustice and pain he'd ever suffered.
"But. I caused so much of it! .he shouldn't even be concerning himself with me, not after the hurt I've inflicted." Kurama buried his face in his hands. "Let me die, Hiei. be rid of my worthless form!"
---Weeee. Another chapter done, despite my mortal wound. I chopped the top of my thumb off in culinary lab today while someone was yelling at me. and I was chopping Jalapeno's, so it BURNS!!! Gah!! Review, please, y'all! And this chapter wasn't as short as I'd thought it would be. Strange. I may or may not post another chapter tonight. ^_^ later, though.