Title: Define Love
Warnings: Yaoi between kurama and hiei
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu YU hakusho or any of the characters. I own nothing except this plot. So don't sue me. My dad is a lawyer and he will kick your fat @$$!!!! *Blush*
Kurama: Wo. What was that?
Hiei: You go girl! *Smile*
Lovescsi: Sometimes Lovescsi can get a little enthusiastic.
Kurama: Do you realize that you are talking about yourself in 3rd person?
Hiei: Shut up! I want to read this story.
*Silence*
Chapter One: Sleep
Kurama was sleeping soundlessly. Dreaming dreams he knew would never happen. Thinking delicate thoughts with no meaning or trail to follow. They were wondering aimlessly.
He knew that there was love and compassion in the world. But was there a definition of love.
Of course there is a definition. It is indefinable? There are many words to describe the thoughts of love. Love is as sharp as a blade but as soft as sweet nothings in one's ear.
Kurama knows this oh too well for he loves a person. No one will ever know of his love. Kurama won't even admit to himself that he loves this person.
"No. It's highly unlikely. Why would I love–" Kurama awoke rather startled. Cold sweat was dripping from his arms and he had a headache. "But I don't love anyone. I love my mom, sure. But not anyone else," Kurama felt hopeless.
He got out of bed and stumbled over to the bathroom. He looked up in the mirror. He did not see his reflection. Instead he saw a red headed boy with pain locked away deep inside.
He poured himself a cup of water, which overflowed onto the counter. Kurama hardly took notice. He walked over to his bed and sat down still holding the glass. Kurama took a sip. He didn't bother to wipe away the water that spilled over his lip and ran down his neck.
Kurama leaned forward and thought for a moment. He put the glass down on the side table. Confused with his emotions, he put his throbbing head in his hands.
He needed something more than want. He needed some one to love and some to care for. Kurama had loved this person since the day they had met.
He knew, just knew, that this person was perfect for him. This person was a foreigner, yet they were the best of friends. He loved this person with all his heartstrings. It was perfect, yet so wrong.
Kurama glanced up at the clock. It was too early to go back to sleep yet too late to stay up.
I am sorry this chapter is short but I this is totally necessary to the future story. So now you know that Kurama loves someone. Who? Next chapter I will tell you! What? If it doesn't make since it will! When? I don't know when the next time I will update! Where? In an alleyway! Why? It is fate! How long? Since they first met! Everyone deserves a little R&R including a loser like me! It will be much appreciated! Flames will be ignored and constructive criticism is always helpful. So go ahead and review! ^__^
Warnings: Yaoi between kurama and hiei
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu YU hakusho or any of the characters. I own nothing except this plot. So don't sue me. My dad is a lawyer and he will kick your fat @$$!!!! *Blush*
Kurama: Wo. What was that?
Hiei: You go girl! *Smile*
Lovescsi: Sometimes Lovescsi can get a little enthusiastic.
Kurama: Do you realize that you are talking about yourself in 3rd person?
Hiei: Shut up! I want to read this story.
*Silence*
Chapter One: Sleep
Kurama was sleeping soundlessly. Dreaming dreams he knew would never happen. Thinking delicate thoughts with no meaning or trail to follow. They were wondering aimlessly.
He knew that there was love and compassion in the world. But was there a definition of love.
Of course there is a definition. It is indefinable? There are many words to describe the thoughts of love. Love is as sharp as a blade but as soft as sweet nothings in one's ear.
Kurama knows this oh too well for he loves a person. No one will ever know of his love. Kurama won't even admit to himself that he loves this person.
"No. It's highly unlikely. Why would I love–" Kurama awoke rather startled. Cold sweat was dripping from his arms and he had a headache. "But I don't love anyone. I love my mom, sure. But not anyone else," Kurama felt hopeless.
He got out of bed and stumbled over to the bathroom. He looked up in the mirror. He did not see his reflection. Instead he saw a red headed boy with pain locked away deep inside.
He poured himself a cup of water, which overflowed onto the counter. Kurama hardly took notice. He walked over to his bed and sat down still holding the glass. Kurama took a sip. He didn't bother to wipe away the water that spilled over his lip and ran down his neck.
Kurama leaned forward and thought for a moment. He put the glass down on the side table. Confused with his emotions, he put his throbbing head in his hands.
He needed something more than want. He needed some one to love and some to care for. Kurama had loved this person since the day they had met.
He knew, just knew, that this person was perfect for him. This person was a foreigner, yet they were the best of friends. He loved this person with all his heartstrings. It was perfect, yet so wrong.
Kurama glanced up at the clock. It was too early to go back to sleep yet too late to stay up.
I am sorry this chapter is short but I this is totally necessary to the future story. So now you know that Kurama loves someone. Who? Next chapter I will tell you! What? If it doesn't make since it will! When? I don't know when the next time I will update! Where? In an alleyway! Why? It is fate! How long? Since they first met! Everyone deserves a little R&R including a loser like me! It will be much appreciated! Flames will be ignored and constructive criticism is always helpful. So go ahead and review! ^__^