Rainy Days, Stormy Nights




*Pouts* I feel kinda sad now. Ya sees, I only got two reviews for the last chapter. TWO! How is that fair?! It's not!! Waaaah!! Okay, I'm done crying now. ^_^ Anyways, thank you, my only two reviewers! At least I got some feed back at all.

To Katyfoxdemon2: I'm so glad you like my story! ^_^ I hope this doesn't disappoint you too much, because it's kind of a stupid follow up. ^_^;; Don't hate me!

Hiei: It really is stupid.

Kurama: Agreed.

Me: Hey now!

Ryou: They're right, you know.

Me: Ryou?! Go home!

Ryou: Fine, whatever. 'Kura's waiting anyway. Later!

To Rosemarryann Starcrest: Alrighty, here's some more, but I don't know about that character. Most of my fiction's already written out, but I'll dedicate Chiharu to my favorite (and only, but no one needs to now that) Onesan.

Okies, people! Just to let ya know, I'm really, really, _really_ sorry I haven't updated lately, so I'm gonna try to update as quickly as my nonpaying babysitting job will allow me to. And I want to start posting another fiction I've been writing with the help of a friend, so don't kill me, please? It's written in script form, for those of you who don't like that format. Just to let ya know. Enjoy!^_^


Disclaimer: She forgot to mention me, but I'm still here saving her butt from a possible lawsuit. She DOES NOT own anything from Yu Yu Hakusho, or Misty Blue.

|.....|= Yoko's thoughts

\.......\= Kurama/ Shuuichi's thoughts

/......../= Nagisa/ Sakura's thoughts

[......]= Hiei's thoughts



Chapter 4: Confusing Morning


"Shuuichi?! Let me in! What's wrong?!" Shori could be heard frantically pounding her small fist into the door.

"Mmm, Okassan?" Kurama blinked and rubbed his eyes as he tried to focus them on the door. Looking around, he realized the pain had come from falling on the floor and hitting the bed frame several times in his fit. (Ouch.... it's metal, just so you guys realize how much it hurt.)

"Shuuichi? Will you let me in?" The pounding had stopped as she answered in a softer tone.

"Of course, Okassan. What's wrong?" Kurama struggled against the now dully throbbing pain in his sides and his prison of sheets as he forced his way into a standing position. Remembering that Hiei had been there, Kurama glanced quickly around his room before opening the door. He was gone. Like always, Hiei left probably right after Kurama had fallen asleep.

"I heard you screaming. So I came to see what was the matter and your door was locked. Then I heard you fall and I thought you would have woken up from that, but instead you went on screaming at Nagisa like you were seeing her die or something.... What happened?" Shori began to watch what she said, noticing her son's face pale slightly at her words. Apparently, it had that or just as bad, maybe even worse. Her expression held concern for her son, knowing how he felt of his best friend. "Did you see something Dear?"

Kurama noticed her change in approach and smiled reassuringly at her. "No, Okassan. It was just a nightmare, nothing more. I'm sorry for disturbing you, it won't happen again. You should go back to sleep now." he strained his voice to sound convincing. He didn't wan to try to explain seeing a close friend of his from a past life threatening to kill her mother if she didn't run away.

"Too late for that, It's time to wake up already." Shori stated happily. "What do you want for breakfast?"

|You really are a fool, Shuuichi. A blind fool at that.| Yoko spoke in an almost amused tone. |It really is a pathetic sight. Are you really that stupid?|

\I don't know what you're talking about, Yoko. Care to explain?\ Kurama held back his desire to snap at the other, knowing full well it would earn him nothing, save the silent treatment for a week.

|Sakura-San followed me into Ninjinkai. Your Nagisa is the same person you saw in that memory. Why do you think you two have gotten along so well?|Yoko nonchalantly answered him, as if it was the clearest reason for everything.

\That would be too much of a coincidence, Yoko. Besides, how would she just HAPPEN to find a human body so close to me? Why would she even care to follow you? And why would they have the same name? That's the part that throws me off.\

"Shuuichi? Are you sure you're okay? You're about to fall asleep standing up." Shori waved her hand close to Kurama's face to catch his attention. "Do you want to stay home from school today, Honey?"

"No, I'm fine, Okassan, I'm just still a little drowsy, that's all." Kurama rubbed his eyes and yawned to prove his point. "I guess toady just isn't my day."

"That's fine, my little kitsune, everyone has an off day!" Shori voice was happy and playful as she went to pick up the sheets and make his bed.

"K-kitsune?" he stuttered as his expression went from shocked to curious. "Where did that come from?" Why was Shori calling him 'Kitsune'? Did she know about his past life? No, she could possibly, but why......?

"Don't you dare play innocent with me, young man! To think my own son would try to hide it! You didn't think I would find out sooner or later? Shame, shame! I wasn't born yesterday, you know." her eyes held a mischievous glint as she strung her Shuuichi along her play.

|She was to me.| Yoko stated ruefully. |I'll talk to you later, when she leaves. I doubt she even has a clue, clam down, Shuuichi.|

"I, uh... I have no idea what you're talking about. What do you mean?" Maybe she really did know. But how in the three worlds...?!

"You think I haven't heard of my son's reputation? The infamous 'Thief of Hearts', holding just about half of the school on your little finger while the others drool over Nagisa-San. And even then, when one of you isn't around they all follow the other like little lost puppies! Even some of the teachers! Both the boys and the girls are after both of you!" Shori beamed with pride at raising such an adored child, but obviously he was either clueless, or extremely modest about the situation. "Maybe you to should become an item, you know? But be nice to those poor things, it's not their fault that they have such popular, but good tastes in people. Speaking of your school, you should get ready now or you might be late!"

After coming out of subsequent shocks, Kurama steadied himself and sighed with relief. So she didn't know... "You flatter me, Okassan, I didn't pay it too much attention. I had no idea they gave me that name. I doubt Nagisa and I will be together like that, we're just good friends. I should get ready for school now, I'll be down stairs in awhile. Could I have a small breakfast today?"

"Sure, Shuuichi, no problem." Shori kissed him lightly on the cheek before he gently ushered her out of his room and closed the door.

As he looked out of his window, he noticed the faint traces of the darkness of the night before, made lighter by the fading moonlight and rising sun. It had been a long time since he took the time to watch the sun rise, or, for that mater, had dreams like those...

A faint blush graced his pale cheek as remembered the kiss, only to deepen when he realized he was the one who started it. Kurama ran his fingers lightly over his lips still thinking of how they felt on Hiei's. It was so.... natural. But it was also only a dream. Just wishful thinking and a vivid imagination.

"Your mother is so very complimentary, Kur– Shuuichi-sama. Um, Shuuichi? Why are you blushing so much? It not the first time you've had a dream like that, right?" A girl sat on the windowsill, her long, black, braided hair laying on her right shoulder, hanging slightly out the window. She quickly pulled her legs through and folded them neatly under her. Her bright, aqua-teal eyes slowly changed into a deeper, richer blue, moving into a royal purple and would never cease to keep changing so. Her smooth skin was an alabaster cream, and along with her usual seductively wild scent she was absolutely irresistible to many, though she hardly cared. Her form-fitting denim sun dress tied behind her neck and was cut low on her back. It showed off her fair figure and was cut short enough to drive a pervert crazy without being called a slut. Being close to Shuuichi, many thought she was his lover.

"Nagisa-San? What are you doing here this early? How did you get into my window? How did you know about my dream and why were you there?" Kurama wasn't surprised that she was there. In fact, she tended to....er, pop-up out of nowhere to see him quite often, so it was actually normal. (Kinda like those annoying pop-ups while you're on the internet, but not so annoying.)

Nagisa giggled. "One: I came to see you. Two: I jumped from the tree. Three: there is a mind link between us and you didn't close it. And four: why was I where?" She entered the room holding in her laughter and jumped onto his freshly made bed. "I came to say I'm sorry, Shuuichi." her face became more serious, as did her tone.

"Sorry? For what, Nagisa-San?" Kurama was slightly confused at the sudden outburst of seriousness.

"That second dream you had this morning? That was mine. It wasn't supposed to pass through the link." her voice was full of regret. "I– it was nothing, but I feel bad you had to see that."

"You mean that one with the–" she cut him off.

"The two kitsune yokai. Including Enjeru." A thought occurred to Kurama. If there was a mind link between them, had she seen into his thoughts? Had she learned of his past life? How much did she know?

"Um, Nagisa-San, where did you learn of yokai?" Kurama asked carefully, becoming more nervous with every passing second. Hearing the mention of yokai from a human and, worse yet, his closest female friend was very unnerving. He knew it would be tactless to ask her about their mind link, since she had told him when they first met (well, she mentioned it, but didn't stay on the subject too long). Instead, another pressing question came to mind. "Nagisa-San, where did that dream come from?"

Nagisa's expression became even more sobered, this was hurting too much, it shouldn't be this hard, it was, after all, over sixteen years ago. Instead of giving him the truths he wanted, she decided it was best to not answer him at all. Wordlessly, she advanced towards Kurama. As she reached him, she leaned up and wrapped her arms around his neck. (A/N: Nagisa is actually about three inches shorter than Kurama) Nagisa looked up and her expression said everything: don't push it, it hurt me and I don't want to talk about it. She smiled sadly and gave him a small, gentle kiss, holding it for a few moments longer. After she broke the kiss she still held onto him, her smile more playful than before. "I can't tell you, yet. You will know soon enough all the answers to your questions of me..... and someone else. I've already apologized for the dream, and now I need to leave. I'll se you at school, okay?" Nagisa gave him a playful wink before she turned and leapt out the window, not too unlike the way of a certain fire demon.

Kurama was still in his light state of shock from the events, but was able to respond to her jump. Worrying for the girl, he quickly moved to the window and looked down to see... nothing. She was gone, without a trace, like the way kitsune yokai covered up their tracks so well, if they didn't have good memory, they wouldn't know themselves if they had been there.

******* Ten minutes later *******

As Kurama walked onto the school grounds he kept turning over that morning in his head. All he had gotten out of it was confusion, more questions and no answers. That train of thought came to a screeching stop when he noticed there was something out of place around him. What on earth was it? Then it hit him, his fan people (^_^;; poor guy, gets chased by guys too) weren't flocking him like usual, or attacking him like crazies.

Towards the building, the faint sound of a crowd filled his ears so on he went, sneaking carefully around the crowed. Then he heard singing, and everything added up. Nagisa-San was known for her voice around the school, and did performances just so they didn't try to sneak one from her later. Today blues seemed to be the theme, and she was dressed for the part.

Instead of the dress she had worn to his house, she wore a blood red silk, semiformal, and sleeveless dress with matching long, red silk gloves and heels. Her hair, now out of the braid, rolled in large waves down to mid thigh, bouncing at every turn of her head. She stood alone on stage as she sang the verses to an American song called 'Misty Blue' by Monica. Being from America, her voice held no Japanese accent as her voice matched the notes perfectly. The song had just started as he made his way to the front of the crowd, at which time Nagisa opened their link.

/ Shuuichi! Good to see you! Hey go to our secret spot before they spot you. I'll come after this is over./

\And how exactly do you plan to elude these people, hm? They probably have tracking devices on us for all we know.\ He knew it was nothing to escape now for him, but as soon as she finished, they would swarm her, with no chance to slip away.

/Oh, right, like they can sneak tracking devices on us. Please! Fine, you're right. New plan. Wait for me back stage and leave it to me. Trust me, I know what I'm doing./

Obediently, Kurama moved backstage to wait as the song was almost over. As the final note sounded, the crowd roared and cheered, whistling and screaming at the stage. Nagisa took a small bow and quickly moved backstage.

"Shuuichi!" she squealed as she spotted him. She quickly ran and leapt into his arms, shocking onlookers. "Oh I missed you SO much, Shuuichi-chan!"

"Nani? It's only been ten minutes, and why are you calling me that?" Kurama had caught her out of instinct, but was completely lost at her reasoning.

\What the hell are you doing?!\

/Just shut up and play along, Baka. You want to get away from them, right? So trust me! I won't bite!/ She kissed him hard as she placed her feet on the ground.

"Um, Nagisa-San, did you just... I mean, is it true that...um..." a first year fan girl stumbled over her words, trying to ask the same question everyone else had in mind.

"If you're asking wether or not we're lovers than yes, we are. Aren't we, Shuuichi-chan?" Nagisa smiled sweetly at the girl.

"NANI?!" The whole crowd came closer, wanting to ask their own questions now.

"SO you guys have actually..?!"

"For how long?!"

"When did you start going out?!"

"Does that mean.... Are you two together now?"

/Shuuichi, say yes so I can get us the hell away from here./ Nagisa hissed through their link.

"H-hai. We are together now. Gomen for not letting you know sooner, but we wanted to keep it a secret for as long as possible." Kurama's mind was numb. He only slightly noticed Nagisa pulling at his arm. He had lied big time before, but why did this one feel so wrong?

"Well, we have some, uh... business to attend to, if you'll excuse us. Please don't follow!" And with that, Nagisa ran out of the school building, dragging Kurama with her. (How she manages to jump and run in heels, I have no idea. I'm surprised she hasn't broken a heel or an ankle!)

******* Meanwhile, back with Sakura *******

Pain coursed through his body from lack of movement. He felt unbelievably weak as he tried to remember what happened. [Wha-... where the hell am I?] He avoided moving, noticing his body was numb. Growing nervous, Hiei felt his surroundings, unable to open his eyes fully yet.

Underneath him was a smooth, cool material, silk he realized, covering a plush bed much larger than himself. The air smelled of sharp spices and incest smoke, a soothing mixture. There was little spirit energy, save his own, maybe belonging to a plant or small animal.

Hiei began to relax when he noticed an odd weight on the left of his chest and arm. He tensed again instantly. Now being able to open his eyes he could just barely make out a blurred figure at his side as he tried to sharpen his sight.

"You shouldn't be so tense, Forbidden One, it's bad for your injuries." The figure murmured in a soft, almost lazy tone. " As nervous as you are, if you don't calm yourself then you'll aggravate your body's weak state. Your body was in horrible shape when I found it. She healed as much as she could, but it wasn't enough. You were poisoned too, so as long as it was originally going to take you to heal, that time is doubled no matter how you manipulate our spirit energy to help you. Now quit struggling, I wouldn't want to have to drug you back into sleep so quickly, now would I? I'm glad to see that you're awake though."

His vision finally cleared, revealing a young vixen as the figure, she appeared to be asleep. Her skin was a pale olive, complimented by her mid shin long, pitch black hair sprayed across her body and around her. Her tail was a decent length, more plush than Yoko's, came to curl over her bare knees. Her cream white skirt was cut at mid thigh and matched her top that loosely hung on her body, it's sleeves cut into the top midline three inches, the collar two inches from her throat. On her throat was a deep, blood red ribbon folded in half, and was unfolded at the knot to produce a large bow resting at the ridge of her shoulder. To top off her pet like look, her ears were cropped on her head, the same shade of the huge waves of locks around them.

He tensed and attempted to move away from the girl, as she might try to attack from her vulnerable looking state. In truth, he was the one at risk, and he wasn't about to get himself killed. He knew of killers that came close to their victims by playing innocent as she was. They drew them into a false sense of security, acting as dependent as possible so they feel that they were stronger. And when the victim begins to actually care for the killer, they would strike fast, giving back a token of affection the victim had given them. That wouldn't happen to him. He wouldn't care. He couldn't, unless it was.... He shook those thoughts quickly and brought his attention back to the girl.

She giggled softly. "You remind me of Angel Baby. She's always losing herself in her thoughts. I thought you were above that, Forbidden One. Don't worry, I don't bite..... unless I'm paid for it...." The vixen opened her amused eyes and looked into Hiei's face as he tried again to move away. "Aww, come now, is that any way to treat your new caretaker? I can't take care of you if you keep backing away like that." She noticed that Hiei had almost made it to the end of the bed. "Just to let you know, I'm not going to kill you at the moment, and it's pointless to try and run. We're sealed in this area, nice and tight, Baby Doll, nothing you can do to get away. She trapped us so you couldn't leave before you were healed. I got stuck here to babysit you." She watched the play of emotions dace in and out of his eyes. Shock, fear, resentment and disgust.

Hiei kept one eye on the girl as he looked around the room. It was decorated in different shades of red, ranging from deep garnet to pastels and bright reds of sheer and silk, accented on golds. The room was hung with many drapes and pillows of all shapes and sizes were littered everywhere. The bed alone had curtains that were tied to the four tall posts and nets hung above engulfing it. Surprisingly, the room was bright with sunlight from only one window.

"I see no barrier, girl, you lied to me. I don't go lightly on liars." Hiei's voice was his usual cool mask, not giving away the slight fear that still remained.

"Nor do you go lightly on anyone you deem unworthy to live or even be in your presence. The reason you don't see the barrier is because She won't let you see it." she replied sweetly. "You can't kill the messenger, this body is an illusion anyway. Not only will I not feel it, but I'll be right back as soon as She makes another for me. So you got to live with me. Oh, and once you find the barrier, I suggest you don't try to escape. It won't hurt you at a mere touch, but try to pass through and you're as good as dust."

"Who the hell are you anyway? Who do you keep talking about? Where— shit!" Hiei didn't finish his sentence, he was trying to sit up when the pain had come back harder than he remembered. It took his breath, he could barely breath again. He gripped his side where the pain was most prominent.

She leaned over him, shushing him and rubbing his back, slowly calming him as the pain became more bearable. "Don't push yourself, Forbidden One, I told you you're injured." she said in a low voice, as if she were chastising a child who scraped their knee. Reaching onto the floor beside Hiei, she picked up a small corked vile from a velveteen bag. Uncorking the vile, she quickly poured the liquid into Hiei's mouth, closing it and making him swallow. The murky green substance tasted bitter, and burned his throat as it went down. "You go to sleep or awhile. Too much excitement is bad for you. We'll talk when you wake up."

Hiei instantly fell back into darkness, losing all thoughts and questions. The vixen stood and walked out of the room, humming a tuneless song. The last thought on her mind as she left was what they would do hen he woke up.