I know I should be finishing 'Slowly Drifting' but, this idea has been in
my head for ages now. I really want to get this started before I finish my
other fic. I don't know where this story will go, but I do know that it
will be slightly on the dark side. The first chapter may not seem bad, but
things will get darker as the story progresses.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to YYH nor do I claim to. I don't want to be flamed for my writings!
DO NOT STEAL THE LYRICS TO THE SONGS CONTAINED IN THIS STORY! THEY ARE MINE! If you wish to use my songs, email me and tell me what they will be used for. I want to recieve credit for my hard work in writing these songs.
Please enjoy!
This story contains Yaoi, don't like, then don't read. I will not pay any attention to flamers who say they did not have a warning.
~Lyrics~
"Blah" Speaking
'Blah' Thoughts
*~*~~*~* Scene Change
**** Flashback or Dream
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Tears of Fire Introduction: Distant Dreams
Tears of fire burn my eyes
While I sleep in this distant dream - Distant Dreams - A song written by me
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Moonlight poured through the open window, onto the desk of a working young man. This young man was hard at work on school work. College has alot of that. Kurama sighed as he stacked his papers in an orderly pile on his desk and stood to get ready for work. He yawned as he went over to his closet to pick out some clothing. It was the same exact routine everyday. Come hom from school, eat, work on school work, then goto work. Once in a while, he would sneak a phone call to his mother in there, but other than that, it was his daily life.
Spirit Detective meetings and trips no longer took up most of his time; he spent most of his time working in some way or another. Speaking of Spirit Detectives, he had to look extra special tonight. Kurama had invited his friends to come and watch him work. His job consisted of entertaining, so he felt it right to entertain his friends in their visit to him.
Kurama grabbed the black outift that lie in the back of his closet. It was a black sleeveless shirt that had a wilting rose surrounded by fire and ice on the front. The black flares were made of a material very similar to leather, yet it wasn't. The belt was black as well, but had silver studs in a criss-crossing pattern along the back. He dressed quietly and stepped in front of his mirror.
~It mystifies my mind What's going on inside Blindly I wander back~
He reached up and pulled the band that held his hair. His long crimson locks spilled over his shoulders, and onto his chest. He shook his head and smiled as his hair became slightly messy; just the look he wanted. He left his room and walked over to the door, where his shoes lay. He slipped on the slightly heeled boots and grabbed his jacket. Kurama slipped the leather jacket on and walked out his door, down the steps of his quiet apartment building, and down the street to work.
*~*~~*~*
As he approached the two story building, Kurama's ears twitched with the sounds of loud people and music. A young man in a dark suit waited by the door and greeted him with a salute.
"Evening, Kurama. Big crowd t'nite. Boss has had a hard time gettin' 'em all to chill out. Some of 'em are hollarin' for ya. You better get in there before they tear the place down."
Kurama answered with a salute of his own. "I feel so loved." He rolled his eyes and stepped inside the loud, brick building.
~People oddly want to see me Can't they see I want to sleep?
My heart's cracks are going way to deep~
Kurama was instantly met by the scowling face of his boss. The old man's face was thin and weatherd. Whiskers lined the old face; he appeared to have more hair on his face then on his head. "Kurama! Get them to shut up!"
Kurama smiled and handed his coat to the old man. He stepped inside the door that led to the stage and walked the long hallway. He reached the curtain and parted it. As he stepped out, lights flashed on and focoused on his small frame. Kurama stepped up to the microphone and tapped it. He cleared his throat before speaking.
"Excuse me," the room went silent. "Please calm down. I will be performing soon, but I'd like you all to please lower your tones. After all, this place is not to big, and we do not want the grumpy neighbors to call the police on us, now do we?"
A uniform laughter rang throught the room, and voices were lowering quickly. Kurama smiled and stepped off, not bothering to go through the hallway. He weaved his way between tables, shaking hands with customers, but was stopped when a hand grabbed his arm. He whirled around and met deep brown eyes.
"Yusuke!"
Said teen smiled. "Hey, we were just looking for ya! We have a surprise waiting for you back at our table."
Kurama shook his head. "It'll have to wait. I have to go on in a few minuets. What table are you at?"
Yusuke motioned over to the far corner. "We'll be over there. Our waitress' name is Mika."
"Ok. Hope you enjoy my performence!" He watched as Yusuke walked over to his table. He could have sworn he heard someone yell his name angrily, but he dismissed the thought as he walked back to the stage.
He stepped up with some help, and the curtains opened behind him. The band was set in the back, away from the spotlit microphone. The piano began to play a slow tune and a harp soon joined in. Other instruments joined in and the song soon had a haunting quality to it.
Kurama hummed the tune before starting to sing.
"~Distant dreams are following me Won't the past just let me be?
My heart walks this lonely road I don't wanna be alone
Can't you save me from this void?
Can you even hear my plea?
Tears of fire burn my eyes While I sleep in this distant dream Of you and I~"
The music paused and the harp played the haunting tune alone for a moment. Kurama's voice hummed in the backround, adding to the effect.
"~I watched you walk away You heart of ice burning my head I guess you were blind Leaving this pain behind
I'm not gonna run Just wantin to have some fun This hearts still walking this lonely road
You can't understand emotion My undying devotion
These tears of fire still burn inside But this time, I don't feel the pain
Oh......these tears of fire burn my eyes But the pain doesn't reach inside~"
Kurama opened his closed eyes and smiled at the crowd before him. The music died down, and applause filled it's place. He bowed and smiled into the microphone, sadly.
"That song was something I wrote, while going through a rather tough time in my life. I hope you liked it, for that was the first time I have ever sung it in public. I'd like to dedicate it to a very special person who left a long time ago."
Yusuke and Kuwabara gave a loud, "GO KURAMA!" Kurama sweatdroped and smiled.
"Thanks guys."
The whole room turned to glare at the two, who immediatly sat down, blushing. The paytrons clapped for a while longer before the music started again. Kurama sang more heart touching songs, and applause filled the air loudly, after each and every one.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama took the towel that was offered to him, and wiped his face and neck off. The lights on that stage were extremely hot. He smiled at Yusuke, who was waving him over frantically, grinning wildly. When Kurama was within ear-shot, he began talking really fast.
"You won't believe your surprise! Come on! Faster!"
Kurama walked calmly between the table of customers, not wishing to cause any problems. Kuwabara, Yukina, Keiko, Shizuru and Botan's smiling faces looked up at him, as he stood in front of the table. He grinned back, brushing his hair around to his back. Yusuke slapped his back and pulled a chair out for him; he was seated between Yukina and Keiko. Kurama nervously fidgeted with one of the many bracelets on his wrists until Kuwabara nudged Yusuke. Yusuke nodded and cleared his throat.
"Kurama, you remember the surprise?"
"Yes, you said that you would give it to me after my show."
"Yea, I did. But your gonna have to come outside with me to see it. We couldn't get in inside, so.......yea."
Kurama tilted his head to the side and quirked an eyebrow. [A/N: KAWAII!!!!!] He stood up and followed the brown haired man out of the club.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama rubbed at his arms while he leaned against the brick wall. It was chilly outside and he didn't bring his jacket; he hadn't expected Yusuke to take as long as he was. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back onto the wall. He listened to the many voices that drifted out of the club, and onto the dim street. A rather familiar voice reached his ears as footsteps approached.
"I THOUGHT I SAID I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!"
"Shut it! He's just around the corner."
"Hn."
As soon as that two letter word left the person's mouth, Kurama's eyes snapped open. The only person he knew that used that word as an answer, was Hiei. But Hiei was in the Makai for a 3 year trip......
Yusuke rounded the corner first, followed by the now taller fire demon. Kurama unfolded his arms and stared. Yusuke pushed Hiei closer to Kurama and smiled; the silent demon's face was level with Kurama's shoulders. Kurama opened his mouth to speak, but the words never came. He passed out before 'hello'.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama groaned as he rolled his head to the side. He lifted his hand to his face and rubbed his throbbing temples. Soft voices reached his ears, but they seemed vague and distorted. Kurama felt someone touch his arm gently before he drifted into a fitful sleep.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama stared at the ceiling; he wasn't aware of how long he had been doing it, but he found himself watching the lines in the ceiling. A damp cloth lie on his forehead, and he listened to the voices on the other side of the wall. He could pick out four different tones, three male and one female. He lazily glanced at the door as footsteps sounded in the hallway. As the door opened, Kurama was greeted by the concerned face of Keiko. She smiled, but frowned when Kurama tried to push himself up.
"No! You must lie down and rest!"
"There's not one thing wrong with me."
"Kurama, you have a fever."
Fever? He had felt perfectly fine that afternoon, and he only fainted from surprise. Nothing that could have brought on a fever.....He sighed and lie down, following the young woman's stern orders. She was soon fussing over his bedroom, looking for more blankets to cover him with. She left the room and Kurama gazed across his small bedroom. The curtains that hung over the small window were a dark blue. His carpeting and wallpapering were both silver. In the opposite corner, a small desk sat; all of his school work was lying on the dark wood top. He wasn't aware of the other person in the room until they spoke.
"Fox?"
Kurama shook his head and sat up; turning around on the bed, he smiled weakly. "It's been quite a while, Hiei."
"Hn." Again, the only person in the world to use that as an answer. "You've changed."
"You have as well," he replied with a small laugh. "I, though, have not changed much."
"You look older."
"Three years does change the human body, Hiei. I'm 19 in this body now."
"Hn."
"So........." Kurama's eyes flickered as he looked for something to say. "Are you staying?" He had no idea why he asked; he had promised himself that he wouldn't need the fire demon to be by his side.
"There's really no reason. I came back because I was being hunted down by Koenma. He's been wanting to send me on a mission."
That was the most Kurama had heard from the demon in a long while. He smiled and turned his head to stare at the wall. No reason to stay? Oh if Hiei only knew........
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Hope you enjoyed. This is just the intro. The darker elements will be introduced as the story goes along......
Please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to YYH nor do I claim to. I don't want to be flamed for my writings!
DO NOT STEAL THE LYRICS TO THE SONGS CONTAINED IN THIS STORY! THEY ARE MINE! If you wish to use my songs, email me and tell me what they will be used for. I want to recieve credit for my hard work in writing these songs.
Please enjoy!
This story contains Yaoi, don't like, then don't read. I will not pay any attention to flamers who say they did not have a warning.
~Lyrics~
"Blah" Speaking
'Blah' Thoughts
*~*~~*~* Scene Change
**** Flashback or Dream
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Tears of Fire Introduction: Distant Dreams
Tears of fire burn my eyes
While I sleep in this distant dream - Distant Dreams - A song written by me
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Moonlight poured through the open window, onto the desk of a working young man. This young man was hard at work on school work. College has alot of that. Kurama sighed as he stacked his papers in an orderly pile on his desk and stood to get ready for work. He yawned as he went over to his closet to pick out some clothing. It was the same exact routine everyday. Come hom from school, eat, work on school work, then goto work. Once in a while, he would sneak a phone call to his mother in there, but other than that, it was his daily life.
Spirit Detective meetings and trips no longer took up most of his time; he spent most of his time working in some way or another. Speaking of Spirit Detectives, he had to look extra special tonight. Kurama had invited his friends to come and watch him work. His job consisted of entertaining, so he felt it right to entertain his friends in their visit to him.
Kurama grabbed the black outift that lie in the back of his closet. It was a black sleeveless shirt that had a wilting rose surrounded by fire and ice on the front. The black flares were made of a material very similar to leather, yet it wasn't. The belt was black as well, but had silver studs in a criss-crossing pattern along the back. He dressed quietly and stepped in front of his mirror.
~It mystifies my mind What's going on inside Blindly I wander back~
He reached up and pulled the band that held his hair. His long crimson locks spilled over his shoulders, and onto his chest. He shook his head and smiled as his hair became slightly messy; just the look he wanted. He left his room and walked over to the door, where his shoes lay. He slipped on the slightly heeled boots and grabbed his jacket. Kurama slipped the leather jacket on and walked out his door, down the steps of his quiet apartment building, and down the street to work.
*~*~~*~*
As he approached the two story building, Kurama's ears twitched with the sounds of loud people and music. A young man in a dark suit waited by the door and greeted him with a salute.
"Evening, Kurama. Big crowd t'nite. Boss has had a hard time gettin' 'em all to chill out. Some of 'em are hollarin' for ya. You better get in there before they tear the place down."
Kurama answered with a salute of his own. "I feel so loved." He rolled his eyes and stepped inside the loud, brick building.
~People oddly want to see me Can't they see I want to sleep?
My heart's cracks are going way to deep~
Kurama was instantly met by the scowling face of his boss. The old man's face was thin and weatherd. Whiskers lined the old face; he appeared to have more hair on his face then on his head. "Kurama! Get them to shut up!"
Kurama smiled and handed his coat to the old man. He stepped inside the door that led to the stage and walked the long hallway. He reached the curtain and parted it. As he stepped out, lights flashed on and focoused on his small frame. Kurama stepped up to the microphone and tapped it. He cleared his throat before speaking.
"Excuse me," the room went silent. "Please calm down. I will be performing soon, but I'd like you all to please lower your tones. After all, this place is not to big, and we do not want the grumpy neighbors to call the police on us, now do we?"
A uniform laughter rang throught the room, and voices were lowering quickly. Kurama smiled and stepped off, not bothering to go through the hallway. He weaved his way between tables, shaking hands with customers, but was stopped when a hand grabbed his arm. He whirled around and met deep brown eyes.
"Yusuke!"
Said teen smiled. "Hey, we were just looking for ya! We have a surprise waiting for you back at our table."
Kurama shook his head. "It'll have to wait. I have to go on in a few minuets. What table are you at?"
Yusuke motioned over to the far corner. "We'll be over there. Our waitress' name is Mika."
"Ok. Hope you enjoy my performence!" He watched as Yusuke walked over to his table. He could have sworn he heard someone yell his name angrily, but he dismissed the thought as he walked back to the stage.
He stepped up with some help, and the curtains opened behind him. The band was set in the back, away from the spotlit microphone. The piano began to play a slow tune and a harp soon joined in. Other instruments joined in and the song soon had a haunting quality to it.
Kurama hummed the tune before starting to sing.
"~Distant dreams are following me Won't the past just let me be?
My heart walks this lonely road I don't wanna be alone
Can't you save me from this void?
Can you even hear my plea?
Tears of fire burn my eyes While I sleep in this distant dream Of you and I~"
The music paused and the harp played the haunting tune alone for a moment. Kurama's voice hummed in the backround, adding to the effect.
"~I watched you walk away You heart of ice burning my head I guess you were blind Leaving this pain behind
I'm not gonna run Just wantin to have some fun This hearts still walking this lonely road
You can't understand emotion My undying devotion
These tears of fire still burn inside But this time, I don't feel the pain
Oh......these tears of fire burn my eyes But the pain doesn't reach inside~"
Kurama opened his closed eyes and smiled at the crowd before him. The music died down, and applause filled it's place. He bowed and smiled into the microphone, sadly.
"That song was something I wrote, while going through a rather tough time in my life. I hope you liked it, for that was the first time I have ever sung it in public. I'd like to dedicate it to a very special person who left a long time ago."
Yusuke and Kuwabara gave a loud, "GO KURAMA!" Kurama sweatdroped and smiled.
"Thanks guys."
The whole room turned to glare at the two, who immediatly sat down, blushing. The paytrons clapped for a while longer before the music started again. Kurama sang more heart touching songs, and applause filled the air loudly, after each and every one.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama took the towel that was offered to him, and wiped his face and neck off. The lights on that stage were extremely hot. He smiled at Yusuke, who was waving him over frantically, grinning wildly. When Kurama was within ear-shot, he began talking really fast.
"You won't believe your surprise! Come on! Faster!"
Kurama walked calmly between the table of customers, not wishing to cause any problems. Kuwabara, Yukina, Keiko, Shizuru and Botan's smiling faces looked up at him, as he stood in front of the table. He grinned back, brushing his hair around to his back. Yusuke slapped his back and pulled a chair out for him; he was seated between Yukina and Keiko. Kurama nervously fidgeted with one of the many bracelets on his wrists until Kuwabara nudged Yusuke. Yusuke nodded and cleared his throat.
"Kurama, you remember the surprise?"
"Yes, you said that you would give it to me after my show."
"Yea, I did. But your gonna have to come outside with me to see it. We couldn't get in inside, so.......yea."
Kurama tilted his head to the side and quirked an eyebrow. [A/N: KAWAII!!!!!] He stood up and followed the brown haired man out of the club.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama rubbed at his arms while he leaned against the brick wall. It was chilly outside and he didn't bring his jacket; he hadn't expected Yusuke to take as long as he was. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back onto the wall. He listened to the many voices that drifted out of the club, and onto the dim street. A rather familiar voice reached his ears as footsteps approached.
"I THOUGHT I SAID I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!"
"Shut it! He's just around the corner."
"Hn."
As soon as that two letter word left the person's mouth, Kurama's eyes snapped open. The only person he knew that used that word as an answer, was Hiei. But Hiei was in the Makai for a 3 year trip......
Yusuke rounded the corner first, followed by the now taller fire demon. Kurama unfolded his arms and stared. Yusuke pushed Hiei closer to Kurama and smiled; the silent demon's face was level with Kurama's shoulders. Kurama opened his mouth to speak, but the words never came. He passed out before 'hello'.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama groaned as he rolled his head to the side. He lifted his hand to his face and rubbed his throbbing temples. Soft voices reached his ears, but they seemed vague and distorted. Kurama felt someone touch his arm gently before he drifted into a fitful sleep.
*~*~~*~*
Kurama stared at the ceiling; he wasn't aware of how long he had been doing it, but he found himself watching the lines in the ceiling. A damp cloth lie on his forehead, and he listened to the voices on the other side of the wall. He could pick out four different tones, three male and one female. He lazily glanced at the door as footsteps sounded in the hallway. As the door opened, Kurama was greeted by the concerned face of Keiko. She smiled, but frowned when Kurama tried to push himself up.
"No! You must lie down and rest!"
"There's not one thing wrong with me."
"Kurama, you have a fever."
Fever? He had felt perfectly fine that afternoon, and he only fainted from surprise. Nothing that could have brought on a fever.....He sighed and lie down, following the young woman's stern orders. She was soon fussing over his bedroom, looking for more blankets to cover him with. She left the room and Kurama gazed across his small bedroom. The curtains that hung over the small window were a dark blue. His carpeting and wallpapering were both silver. In the opposite corner, a small desk sat; all of his school work was lying on the dark wood top. He wasn't aware of the other person in the room until they spoke.
"Fox?"
Kurama shook his head and sat up; turning around on the bed, he smiled weakly. "It's been quite a while, Hiei."
"Hn." Again, the only person in the world to use that as an answer. "You've changed."
"You have as well," he replied with a small laugh. "I, though, have not changed much."
"You look older."
"Three years does change the human body, Hiei. I'm 19 in this body now."
"Hn."
"So........." Kurama's eyes flickered as he looked for something to say. "Are you staying?" He had no idea why he asked; he had promised himself that he wouldn't need the fire demon to be by his side.
"There's really no reason. I came back because I was being hunted down by Koenma. He's been wanting to send me on a mission."
That was the most Kurama had heard from the demon in a long while. He smiled and turned his head to stare at the wall. No reason to stay? Oh if Hiei only knew........
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Hope you enjoyed. This is just the intro. The darker elements will be introduced as the story goes along......
Please review!
