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~Lyrics~

"Blah" Speaking

'Blah' Thoughts

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**** Flashback or Dream

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Tears of Fire Chapter One, Part One: Enter my world

I want you to see the pain

Before you critisize me, look at my world - Enter my world- A song written by me

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It has been about a year since Hiei returned to the human world. He flitted in and out of the Spirit Detective's lives, and seemed not to care about much of the things around him. Kurama didn't see much of anybody, not even his mother. His singing had gotten him a contract and touring took alot of energy out of his mind, body and soul. He didn't have much of his own life; his days were ruled by work and training his voice.

~The people seem to pass me by No one ever asks the most important question Why?~

Kurama hummed a soft and sad tune as he poured the hot tea into a cup. He poured honey in the glass as well, remembering that it could help soothe his sore throat. He sat down onto the small sofa in the hotel room he was currently staying. Setting down his glass, gently on the table, he walked over to the open balcony window. The wind played gently with his hair, like small children, his crimson locks danced around his pale face.

The sun was setting in the distance, and the sky was a brilliant shade of red-orange. The evenings were calm and silent for him, but in this silence, he found himself lonely. He wasn't able to see his friends and his 'best friend' didn't care about much more than himself. He liked being alone though. He could sing without care, and he could live his life as he pleased. He often wondered why nobody tried to get together for a visit, even if it was a brief one.

~Time slips away The midnight sky rises to claim my soul So like my heart I let the darkness start~

How long had he been touring? He wasn't quite aware of it himself. All he knew that the solitude was getting to him. Sure, he had his manager and band members, but they only knew his stage personality. No one knew who and -what- he really was.

The sun had fallen below the horizon, and Kurama watched as the night world came to life. The stars twinkled and the frogs and crickets began singing their nightly tune. Humming along, Kurama didn't notice the footsteps behind him until a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"You need to rest. Our last show is tomorrow." It was his guitar player. He was about 6 inches taller than he and he was nicely built. His long black- blue hair was tied in a loose ponitail and at the moment, his ice blue eyes were concerned.

"I'm fine, Ryuko. It's still early. I'll goto bed in a while, don't worry." His own emerald eyes were shining with unshead tears.

Wordlessly, Ryuko pulled Kurama into an embrace. "You really need to sleep. Your gonna collapse one of these days, and I won't be able to help you."

~Living in a lie There will only be one To question thy Can you stop the spinning?~

"I don't want you to help me."

"Kurama, you've told me many things; but somehow, I doubt that you've really explained you. Who has you so reserved?"

Kurama tried to push himself away, but found that he couldn't; Ryuko's grip was tighter than he imagined.

"Let me go!"

Ryuko buried his head into Kurama's long hair. "No. I know what you are, Kurama. I've seen your truest form. I know you are a demon." He smiled maliciously. "I am one as well."

Kurama struggled against the arms binding his shoulders. "I don't care! What do you want from me?" His voice was desperately frightened. What did his so called 'friend' want from him?

Ryuko moved his lips up to Kurama's ear. "Your soul. You won't be lonely ever again, if you give it up to me."

Before Kurama could stop it, his body changed into his truest from. Not the Youko, but the fox. He bit Ryuko's arm and jumped out of his grip. His silver fur gleamed as he jumped off of the balcony and ran into the horizon. Ryuko ran to the window, sucking on his wound, and stomped angrily.

"DAMN YOU FOX!!!!!" The cry rang out among the hills of Japan.

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~Enter my world Where the pain won't subside I must run Always hide~

Kurama finally collapsed some many miles away. His body reverted to human form and he lie on his right side, breathing heavily. The stars twinkled above him, seemingly laughing. Kurama stared at them, fighting to stay awake. He wanted to get home before he allowed himself to rest. He was walking on dangerous ground now, and the only people he felt he could trust were his fellow Spirit Detectives.

Kurama forced himself up and changed back into fox form. He lifted his face and sniffed; he was trying to catch a smell of Tokyo. He caught wind of the smell of cars, food, and people. He used all the energy he had left to run as fast as his body would allow, towards the city. His safety.

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Kurama rang Yusuke Urameshi's doorbell and collapsed on his front porch. Yusuke's dark face came to the door and shouted in surprise.

"Kurama!?"

As he spoke his friends name, Kurama went back into human form; unconcious. He bent down and gathered Kurama's form into his arms. Shutting the door with his foot, he went into the small living room and layed him gently on the couch. He placed his hands on his head and paced back and forth. Glancing at his still form, an idea ran across his mind: call Genkai.

Yusuke scrambled to get to the phone and hurriedly dialed the number. Soon, Genkai's old voice sounded on the other end. He explained his predicument and asked if she would take Kurama to her shrine and help him recover from whatever happened to him.

~Hopeless crys of help You ignore them all Believe I'll be the one to fall~

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Kurama was soon moved into Genkai's house, where an upset Yukina helped her attend to his wounds. There wasn't many, just a scratch here or there. Genkai was busy checking his back for any wounds when a piece of silver caught her eye. She spoke to herself, but Yukina caught it as well.

"His fox form."

Yukina blinked. "Excuse me?"

"He has recently gone into fox form. I'm betting he did it on his own as well."

"That's good isn't it?" Yukina sounded much like a fiver year old.

"Depends. He did it on his own, but for what reason? And why is he here now? He was touring the last I heard of him."

Yukina smiled a dreamy smile. "Yes, he's been touring. Oh, you should see the guitar player! He's so handsome!"

Genkai went back to tending Kurama without a word. When she was finished she and Yukina left the room and she went to do some serious thinking.

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I decided to post Chapter One in 2 parts. I know you all have been waiting for me to update, so here ya go!

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