My Friend

Every night somehow,

I'm drawn to your window sill.

To talk or not,

I don't care

As long as your there.

I blame you for things,

That were really my fault.

And you smile and listen,

As I yell and rant.

Then when I'm done,

With no breath left,

You ask me what's wrong.

Soon I'll explain every detail to you.

And then you will smile

You'll tell me it's ok,

You'll console me till I'm better,

You'll treat me like a friend.

I've never had a friend,

Your the first to come along.

Thank you Kurama,

For being me friend.

July 29, 2003

Ok. Last time I made Hiei write a poem someone said he never would, well, lets pretend he does ok? I can write them better from Hiei's POV so that's what your stuck with. Oh and I don't own Hiei or Kurama or Kurama's window sill, I do however find myself sneaking into his house through the window sill.

Kurama: YOU PERVERT! YOUR THE ONE WHO WAS WATCHING ME SHOWER!!! *slaps Ryu*

Ryu: HEY!! That was Chantal! I was hanging your underwear up so I could have flags for when I conquer the world.

Kurama: OoO.................. PERVERT! *slaps Ryu again*

Ryu: nuh*shrugs shoulders* BYE!