The moonlight shone silently on the blade in the youki's hand illuminating it with a phosphorant(sp?) glow, as he shoved the sleeves of his jacket down. Holding the dagger to his wrist, he looked up at the moon and whispered a silent prayer 'I'm sorry I let you down Yukina, I just can't take it anymore though'. He pressed the knife into the glowing, milky flesh of his wrists as tears began to stream down his face. The blood ran down his arm in a crimson river as he took the blade in his other hand and slit his other wrist. His tears ran with no remorse, running off his chin and turning into perfect jewels on the frigid night. His blood soaked his pants, his jacket, the ground, everything as he bled to death. He stared at the moon as he remembered his sister; the tears fell faster now. Then they stopped, as did the blood, and he lay silently in a sea of tear gems.

Just a depressing little fic I wrote in a suicidal mood. It's not set during any of the series. If you're too stupid to figure it out, I was writing about Hiei committing suicide.