And Now a Word from the author: Are ya'all tired of hearing from me yet? Muwahahaha! Ok I wanted to say I'm sorry again for not getting to the Kurama Hiei goodness like I promised but life kinda comes at you and work came too soon yesterday!

Also, I'm going to use lyrics from 'Nightmare' which is one of Kurama's Image songs which coincidently is what inspired this whole fic! The lyrics will show in poem format so it should be pretty easy to separate and understand what's going on... maybe... I hope... Don't be mad at me Keaira!

The translation I'm using can be found on animelyrics.com Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot line and Holly Summers! That's it!


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Yuusuke flipped open his Spirit world communicator as soon as he was out of ear shot of the main group. "Yeah Botan?"

"Yuusuke we got big problems! There's an escapee on the loose and Enma is furious," Botan was speaking rapidly.

"When isn't the old man furious?" Yuusuke rolled his eyes.

"This is no joke Yuusuke!" Botan squealed at his lack of respect.

"What exactly is the problem Botan?" Kuwabara asked over Yuusuke's shoulder.

"I'm not exactly sure how much I can tell you now," Botan looked anxious. "Can the four of you come to Spirit World first thing in the morning?"

"Yeah sure whatever," Yuusuke grumbled. "Usual pick up spot?"

"Thanks Yuusuke you're the best! Botan Out," Botan then disconnected her end of the com.

"Well there goes our day off," Yuusuke whined, as he walked with his hands behind his head back toward the waiting car, Kuwabara following in silent worry.


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Kurama sat tapping his pencil on his desk. He really should be doing his homework but for some reason he just couldn't shake this feeling of dread. All Yuusuke had said, once he caught up with eveyone back at the van, was that Botan wanted to 'meet up' with them at the park in the morning 'on the way to school.' In other words there was a mission.

"Koenma still has the both of us on a leash," A dark shadow materialized on the windowsill.

Kurama's heart tried to leap out of his chest at the sudden sound of Hiei's voice. "We could have had worse punishments," he stated calmly, hoping his racing heart wouldn't give him away.

"Hn," Hiei grunted.

"So what are you doing here, Hiei?" Kurama asked innocently. "I need to get back to my homework."

"You weren't doing your 'homework' anyway," Hiei smirked. "Something is wrong and wanted to know if you felt it too."

Kurama just had to stare a moment. For Hiei to admit that he was feeling uncomfortable... he had to be feeling VERY uncomfortable. 'Or maybe he really is warming up to me!' He immediately pushed that thought aside. 'Stop daydreaming, youko no baka!'

Hiei returned the fox's stare with a deathglare of his own. "Have you gone stupid, fox?"

Kurama shook his head to clear it, "No, sorry. I was just thinking that I was feeling like something bad was about to happen myself."

Hiei nodded solemnly, "That's what I thought." Then just as suddenly as he had come, he was gone.

"Hiei!" Kurama called out in vain. He sighed and walked over to the window to look at the night sky. "Why does he always do that?" For a moment he attempted to locate Hiei's retreating form knowing he'd find none. However with his senses on the alert he did hear something odd... a kind of haunting melody...


'Dark sky that stretches out limitlessly
The sound of distant, cracking thunder.
Whenever I stand, my steps sway.'

Suddenly the air felt far too thick and Kurama fell to his knees gasping for breath. 'What in the name of the Makai?' Just as these words passed through his mind gusts of wind poured into the room and yet Kurama still couldn't breath. The world was going dark, a figure appeared in the room behind him. She was singing...


Borrowing the words of a warm person
Borrowing the form of nostalgic days
Bad dreams step ever closer.

The figure stepped a little closer and Kurama wanted to look away, the sight of her made his eyes burn but he couldn't make himself look anywhere else. She had very long flowing light purple hair and her eyes glowed silver. Her garments however seemed to be made of a void, the deepest black. Surrounding her were tiny glowing balls that seemed to carry the sound of music among them. In some rational portion of Kurama's mind he was able to discern that those balls were indeed tiny bells.


Nightmare!

A scream ripped itself out of Kurama's throat as half of the bells swirled around him... it burned! Then before he knew what was happening he found himself pinned to the wall opposite his window by these thrice damned bells.

The woman stepped closer to him once more and he snarled at her for all he was worth. She had stopped singing but the music of the bells still played and she looked at him with a soft expression. "I'm very sorry that I have to do this," her voice was very soft and almost gave the illusion of being a song itself. She held out her hand and another glowing bell pulled itself out of her palm. "These bells are a part of me and do whatever I need them to." The bell in her hand then came toward Kurama menacingly.

"This may hurt for a little while," was all the warning she gave before the bell buried itself in Kurama's chest. Nothing in his life, Kurama was very sure, had ever hurt this much. Very soon though he was blessedly released. And he was once again on his knees gasping for breath. The air was once again normal and easy to take in. The woman then kneeled in front of him and took his face in both her hands. Her face looked anxious for some reason.

"What the HELL did you do to me?" Kurama snarled at her once more. He tried to pull out his rose whip but could not summon anything from the seed he kept in his hair.

"The bell inside you prevents you from harming me," the girl smiled weakly. "I had to make sure it worked..." She looked nervously behind her. "Your friend is coming back and you should be sleeping." Her hand passing over his eyes was the last thing Kurama saw before the world finally went black.


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AN: Poor Kurama-chan! Gah! I hated having to do that too!

Please remember to R&R me! I love you Keaira for always doing so! You're a BIG HUGE encourgment to me! Your fics kick ass by the way!