((Author's Note- Thank you to my wonderful 2 reviewers. it made me so happy, I'm going to continue writing! Promise this is not a Mary Sue. May I be cursed to hell if it be so.))

::::::::::::::::::previously::::::::::::::::::: Changing quickly into his normal clothes, Kurama stepped out into the night. 'If I were a youkai, where would I be this cold night?' With that he sped silently down the dimly lit street.

::::::::::::::Stumbling Through the Darkness:::ch2:::::::::::::::

Darkness surrounded Hiei as he stepped blindly into the cave. A putrid stench overcame his senses as he walked further. 'Hn. The darkness goes forever.' He quickened his pace and began to rely on his instinct to keep him from running into something. Hiei felt the cave growing smaller, tighter, as if he were running straight into a trap. He unsheathed his sword and continued with caution. Soft were his feet upon the cold stone. An occasional chilling wind would howl its cry in the cave, causing Hiei to press against the closing walls for protection.

A flash of light flickered for a split second. Hiei's eyes darted to the source and followed the trail. The cave was growing smaller and now he was crawling. His mind told him to turn and go back, but his curiosity had set in and he was determined to find what the flash was. Suddenly, the walls began to widen and Hiei found himself standing up again. He felt around blindly to make sure this was no trick.

Silence and darkness. Not a whisper throughout the cavern. The air was thick with an odor. 'No not an odor. it's sweet.' Hiei's mind raced through the possibilities. He walked ahead. 'That scent is given off by a youkai. a female demon.in heat.'

:::::::running through the streets:::::::

Kurama clutched his jacket tightly around him. He passed Yusuke's and Kuwabara's houses long ago. The streets soon turned into park territory. The red headed youkai slowed to a jog as he decided to rest. His legs grew weary of running. He soon stopped and smelled the air, hoping for a trace of Hiei's scent. 'Where are you Hiei?' A gust of wind blew as an answer. Not just any, but it carried a sure scent of the lost demon with it. Kurama raced on with the scent fresh in his senses.

::::::the cavern::::::

Hiei grew impatient with the darkness and used his spirit energy to give himself a glance of where he was. As the aura glowed around him, he saw a door in the far corner. Using his lightning-like speed, he sprinted to the door and pushed it cautiously open. The scent of the youkai overpowered his senses. He slipped silently into the door and looked around for cover. A nearby tapestry was where he selected to be his hiding place. After carefully situating himself in, he took a deepened look around the room. Black and crimson candles were lit on rod iron pedestals. Youkai pelts neatly decorated the stone floor. There were plush blood colored couches and chairs scattered about the room. In the middle, a large canopy bed with black sheer curtains rested.

The scenery was captivating, but the thing that caught Hiei's eyes was the graceful figure that lay beyond the sheer curtains.

Her form was delicate, yet strong by the sight of her muscles. She wore intricate silver and black armor that covered the bare minimum of her toned body, and at her side, a well forged sword lay in waiting. Hiei stepped out from behind his cover and approached for a closer view.

Her black and red tinged hair framed her pale and perfect beauty. Her blood colored lips slightly parted as if waiting for a chance to speak. The youkai's fangs glistened white in the flickering candlelight.

Hiei's eyes glanced down and beheld her chiseled features that continued down her body. Her chest rose and fell with each taunting breath. Her detailed stomach was strong with toned muscles. Hiei became lost in his senses... unsure of what to do.

Suddenly Hiei's eyes snapped out of his dreams and found himself at the tip of the blade that was carried by the once sleeping beauty.

:::::On the Trail::::

Kurama began to breathe heavier at his efforts to find Hiei. His muscles began to shake in agony at each stride. The Fox Youkai ran over the barren fields and leapt gracefully across the small streams. The biting wind stung his face. Moisture from the cold filled his eyes, forming frozen trails down his cheeks. 'Where is his scent leading me? I don't know how much longer I can hold out running. Hiei..'

With that, Kurama bit his lip to keep from crying out and pushed on.

((Author's note- No worries. this is not a Mary Sue. far from it. you'll see. Please Review!!!))