Disclaimer: Don't own it. I own the fanfic though.. yeah. Fanfic's the only thing I own. O.o Read and enjoy! I hope it's good! *.* Past sequence.

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When Dealing With Spirits By Pixie Ayanami

Chapter 4: Karasu's Past

*"AI!" a man screamed into the night. The snow exquisitely fell down on their new found friend. Her name was Ai, and she was a lovely girl at that. And now she was to become as cold and lifeless as they were. It feels good not to be alone.

"Ai! Please, please speak to me, Ai!" the man pleaded. The girl looked up with her pail blue eyes.

"K- Karasu.." she managed to say. She cringed as pain emerged to where the arrow hit her heart. The blood trickled out and stained her pure white dress and the equally white snow. A laugh echoed from the hunter who did this.

"I have killed your woman! What are you going to do about it, you weak boy?!" he joyfully announced. Karasu's eyes burned red as he left Ai and ran up to him. He grabbed the hunter's face, knowing that his technique was immature, and exploded it. The man's remains went everywhere, and so did Karasu's blood. He was not able to get away quick enough so that he wouldn't be injured. But even so, Karasu hobbled back over to her side, the woman he would lose.

"Ai, please don't die!" he begged. His bright red hands gathered hers. She smiled.

"Don. don't worry,. Karasu. My weak. ugh.. My weak heart was bound to give out some. time.." Ai explained. Tears formed in both of their eyes.

"Don't- don't speak like that, Ai! You'll live, we're marrying, remember?" Karasu struggled for an excuse.

"Karasu," she smiled, "Don't talk. stupid." Ai cringed and twitched some more. Karasu held her closely to his body. Her long blonde locks glided in the winds of death that blew over their faces.

"But you can't."

"I'm just glad. that I could- gah. see you one more time."

"No!"

"Karasu. please.."*

"Ah my sweet Ai.. How long has it been?" Karasu pondered. He sat upon the rose garden watching the moon rise.

"Too long." the moon seemed to answer back. Karasu smiled.

"I agree," he sighed, "I have tried to do everything for you.. Growing my hair in your memory, training my body to be the best, falling in love with no one but you and if I do kill them.. So why have I failed? Why has Kurama beaten me?"

The moon glowed down on him. He sighed heavily. "The worse part is that it's getting harder and harder to kill him," he turned upwards, "What should I do?"

"Whatever makes you feel happy.." it whispered. Karasu smiled.

"Fine." Karasu looked down to the little house. "I will visit him tonight."

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"Kurama come here," Hiei demanded. Kurama did. They were changing for bed. Hiei wasn't wearing his shirt, but Kurama was. "Take off your shirt," Hiei demanded again. Kurama blushed deeply, so much that Hiei noticed. He guessed that the comment was a little straight forward, and he knew how Kurama acts. In any case he closed his eyes after Kurama took it off, and grabbed his arms.

"What are you-" Kurama started. He stopped when a warm surge spread through out his whole body. He twinged.

"Do you feel that?" Hiei asked. Kurama nodded.

"What is that?"

"It's my fire."

"Your fire?"

"Yes. It runs through my veins."

"Well what are you doing with it to me?"

Hiei looked up. "Whenever you are in trouble, I will be alerted. For the time being, your senses are directly channeled to mine. I'll know if Karasu is ever near you." Kurama blushed. Hiei's fire running through him.. He felt so close to him, and now Hiei will be very close to him for a short time. Hiei let go and stretched. "You better get some sleep, tomorrow's there's more school." And with that Hiei left the room.

Kurama put his shirt back on. The warm feeling of Hiei still swam with in his body. He smiled. It was a wonderful feeling. And maybe he could sleep carefree tonight. Hiei would come in at any time he was in trouble, even if it was from a dream. He bent down to his bundle of blankets. He won't be cold tonight, either. Kurama left the window open, because the fresh air helps him sleep. He still took his precautions even with Hiei's fire.

This was probably his biggest mistake though. Much later that night, when he was surely asleep, Karasu crept through the opened window. His new love was lying in his bed, pleasantly breathing in his sleep. He bent down and put a hand on his shoulder. Kurama shivered, despite Hiei's fire.

"Kurama. why do you still shudder at my touch? I'm not going to kill you right now," he whispered. Kurama turned over so that his topside was up wards. His face went back to its dreamy state. Karasu could not resist. He bent down taking his head closer and closer to Kurama's. Kurama could feel his warm breath enter his lungs. He cracked his eyes open and almost yelled: but he was too scared to make a sound. He scrambled backwards into his wall to get as far away from Karasu as possible. Karasu stared at him.

"What's wrong, Kurama?" he asked, "Did you not like the fact you were going to be kissed?" In fact Kurama didn't. He didn't want his first kiss as a human to go to waste, and specifically had the lips reserved for someone. Hiei woke up feeling Kurama's surprised feelings. While picking up his sword, he ran to the door and a little ways down the hall. Karasu was standing up now, facing the doorway.

"Get out or I'll cut your head off!" Hiei proclaimed, holding the sword menacingly. Karasu smirked.

"That'd be interesting, especially since I'm already dead. Maybe you should try it sometime," he turned to face Kurama, "I suggest you get what you want now, before I reach you. I know all about your little fantasies. So act now, before I strike." He formed a bomb in his hand, and cracked, emitting a shroud of smoke. When it disappeared, he was gone.

Was it true? Did he really know his obsession with Hiei? He couldn't. It can't be possible. He has never been able to read minds. Were his actions just a little too obvious? All of this was running through his mind at once, confusing the poor read head. Hiei was puzzled as well. He didn't understand anything Karasu said except the 'I'm dead' part, because he clearly remembers Kurama killing him.

"Kurama." Hiei began. Kurama was angry. Angry beyond words. Does Karasu just think he can waltz his way back into his life and ruin it? No. That won't happen. He didn't want to share his feelings with Hiei. Not yet, anyway. He hasn't showed that he cared back yet. So there's no way he could. Despite this, he put his cool act on, so that he thinks no one could tell what he was thinking.

"I'm fine. Had I been ready for him, I could probably take care of myself," he explained.

"But you weren't. That's why I think I should stay here for the rest of the night, just in case for some apparent reason he decides to come back. We'll be able to attack quicker," Hiei explained. Hiei could sense the fear that was inside the fox at this moment. Kurama nodded.

"Perhaps you're right," he agreed. The two of them found their spots on the floor, Hiei a little closer than usual, and went back to sleep.

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Ok, I lied. Uh. the story's not longer, nor do I think it's that much better. But this one is just so I can tell people what I think Karasu's past was and why he does- uh.. what he does. Yeah. Hey! That's another thing I own! The concept of Karasu's past! ^^ Oh, I know. I was corny with the attempt at Kurama and Hieiness, but I don't care. They'll get together later, you'll see! ^_~ And I have a sick sense of humor, too! Mwa. the Karasu and Kuramaness.. XD Please review! It makes me happy!