Damnit Rae Rae! Your stupid writers block made all our humble fans
sweatdrop! Well, I saw one to two in Georgia.oh look! There's one.right
there see? In Nevada! Nevada's neat.but too hot right? Oh yeah, I'm kinda
getting off the subject. I do not own YYH, but I have a very evil plan to
in the future. ( Cackles Maniacally) ( I'm listening to Beautiful People
right now by Marylyn Manson ^_^)
Disclaimer: Go back to Ch.4,3,2,or 1
Hiei then smiled softly at Kurama, watching his blush suspiciously, and
patted the space on the bench beside him. Kurama blinked, then sat down
slowly, hesitantly. After a moment of thought, he yawned and stretched out
across Hiei's lap, eyes closed. Hiei reached a hand down to stroke the red,
silky mane lovingly, teasing, and letting red locks slip from between his
fingers. The Dragon Tatoo on his arm appeared suddenly and glowed a dim
pink around the blackness. Hiei raised an eyebrow and then realized that
the fox was somehow energizing the Dragon Of The Darkness Falme without
knowing it.
"So rare"
He whispered into the soft ear lustily.
"I love you Kurama."
"Nani?"
"Kitsune no baka! Ai Shiteru"
Kurama raised his head, bright green eyes glazed over with a tinge of gold.
"Nani?"
Hiei was beginning to get impatient. Did Kurama not realize that he loved
him? Did the former-youko even understand love? Or was it all just lust?
The youkai sighed and shoved his now-long-blakc-hair-braided-back-in-a-four-
foot-braid from his shoulder before continuing.
"Ai shiteru, Touchann"
Kurama swallowed nervously and turned away, facing the others in the park,
though everyone else seemed busy training. Hiei growled, then took a deep
breath. His fox would grow more comfortable with him over time.
@-Somewhere there's a heart broken, like w ilted, bleeding rose.-@
But how long? How long would It take?
@- The color ebbs away, flowing in a river of crimson red.-@
He had been rejected too much.
@-With it goes life, leaving an empty, brittle shell.-@
A forbidden child with no future, half fire, half ice. No love.
@-The thorns become dry and bony, then stem hard, and the petals fall away
one by one. They are devoid of feeling, anger, love. They are simply a
reminder of what used to be.of what could have been.-@ Hiei's eyes welled
up and a single tear snaked it's way down his cheek, hardening as it fell
off the side of his jaw and landing in Kurama's outstretched hand. As the
fox looked it over, his feature's softened. Hiei looked down at him sadly.
" Please understand. I just want someone to love. Please."
Another gem landed in the youko's hand. Kurama smiled, and, sitting up,
kissed the Koorime softly, tongue flickering against softened but full
lips. After a few blissful moments, and much to the dismay of Hiei, the
rose-carrier pulled back a few inches away, and whispered to him.
" I'll be that someone, then."
@-Owari-@
Did you like it? Longer than Rae, but probably a bit too sappy, ne? Oh
well. * Waves to person in Nevada* Mito, signing out!)