This is new story. One-shot, a little bit of yaoi. It says tragedy but this has a surprise ending. Ok. Enjoy!

btw, whole story is in Hiei's POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yusuke, Kuwabara, Koenma, Botan, Hiei, Kurama, or sweet snow. But I own the mind that came up with this story.

Tears of a Demon ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I can't believe it.

Kurama is dead.

What's worse is that I saw him die. And I could have prevented it.

If not for that youkai we were fighting, Kurama would still be alive.

*FLASHBACK*

Kurama and I were fighting a huge youkai. Botan was near by, tending to Yusuke and Kuwabara, who had both been knocked out during the battle.

Kurama used his Rose Whip to strangle the demon. It fell, pulling Kurama within reach. In the last few seconds of its life, it grabbed Kurama and crushed him in its claws.

I saw everything.

*END FLASHBACK*

If I had jumped over and grabbed Kurama back, he would be here now. But I wasn't quick enough.

Imagine me not being quick enough. But I wasn't.

I would never see him again.

I would never see his long, scarlet hair flowing backward in the breeze. I woul never see those emerald eyes who seemed to know all my secrets. I would never feel his soft lips against mine.

Baka Kitsune! Why did you go and leave me here? Why couldn't it have been Kuwabara?

I heard a small clink. I looked down and saw a solid black marble dancing around my feet. I picked it up and spotted another one. And another. At least a dozen littered the floor.

They were tear gems.

I wiped my eyes but the gems kept falling. Soon, there were a good number of them surrounding me.

There was no one to run to for comfort. I could go to Yusuke's, but how would that help? Besides, that idiot might be there and the last thing I want is for him to know I was crying.

More tear gems joined the ones on the floor.

I wanted to die, so I could be with Kurama again. I pulled out my katana and held it to my neck.

"Wait, Hiei!" said a voice behind me. "Don't do it!"

I turned around and saw that baka toddler, Koenma, there.

"What do you want?" I said.

"To prevent you from killing yourself. Things will get better. I promise." He started to fade.

"Yea? How?" I asked, but he was already gone.

I stood up and walked to the sweet snow shop. It was the only place that could make me feel any better at that point.

I ate some spoonfuls of sweet snow and tried hard not to think of the first time I had tried the stuff. Kurama made me.

A single tear gem fell upon thinking of this memory, and I concentrated on not letting any more. I continued eating bowls of sweet snow.

3½ gallons later, I still felt terrible. I put my head on my arms and bit my tongue so I wouldn't cry.

A hand rested on my shoulder. "Hello, Hiei."

I turned around and smiled.

It was Kurama.

"I'm back," he said.

I gave him a kiss and we walked out of the sweet snow shop. We walked down the sidewalk together, hand-in-hand.

I had my fox back.

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