Disclaimer: For the last time, I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. Togashi-sama beat me to it XD

A/N: The final chapter has arrived. After all my blabbing about it, and all my carrying out this story, it's finally done. FINALLY!!! I can sleep peacefully now!! Well, that is, until I get to the next chapter-fanfic that I feel I must revise dramatically...Oh well. It never ends...

Thanks everyone for the reviews, it really made me happy! And it made me work harder, too. Here you are, the final chapter, the THANK YOU GOD ending...enjoy. Enjoy!

The sky had colored itself a dewy grey, allowing its own foul mood across the landscape, wettening it with its tears that poured down relentlessly.
The drops washed down the window, painting patterns that reflected in the light on the carpeted floor, and across the pale, thin fingers that were clenched into the pure white of the mundane sheets; Across the unusually dull red that was its owners' hair...
Kurama's eyes unhesitantly opened, taking in their grey, blunt surroundings. The endless downpour reached his ears. He lifted his head, peering out the window, to the noise.
The sky was crying for him...
He couldn't cry anymore...the tears had simply stopped. Everything had stopped.
A night of the rare, dreamless sleep had enveloped him...he had feared the dreams that would inevitably remind him of Hiei...
It was much scarier without the lovely image of Hiei there...
 Soft, green eyes gazed around the room, incomprehensible sadness showing clearly in their vibrant color. They fell to the floor where his slumbering teammate by the name of Yusuke lay in sleepy silence.
Everything had lost its life. Even Yusuke, who had found a profound, peaceful look that shamed his youthful face, that paled his tangible, though hidden cheeriness. Everything was simply...dead. The world had lost its color...
All were sleeping, content for the moment. Content for what remained of their naive slumber, what remained of their blissful escape of this world...until they awoke, and saw Hiei lying on Yusuke's couch, lifeless, perfected by Yukina's healing, until he was packed away in a box and thrown into the dreary ground to rot.
Kurama laid down again, eyes drooping and closing painfully. He didn't want to face it all. He didn't want to face this grey, lifeless world that had surrounded him.
He just wanted to sleep...he wanted to dream of days gone past, when they were younger, content demon-fighters, when everything had been right....

Yusuke awoke later, only to find the rain drowning his hearing with its endless pour. Tanned hands took grasp of the window-frame, sliding it down and silencing the room, bleached from the outside's grey light. The only sound that greeted him now was Kurama's even breathing.
'Kurama...' his mind's voice murmured.
Even Kurama's sleeping, unknowing face was sad. His crimson hair spilled beautifully over his pale skin and face, and his eyelashes resembled ashes over his cheeks. He was so peaceful, but so tangibly sad, like tears would drift down his cheeks any moment. It hit him, slowly, but as painfully as it could muster:
Kurama would never be happy again.
Hiei had destroyed the red-head in a second's worth...
Yusuke looked away, painfully, distracting himself. He pulled on a loose black T-shirt and faded jeans, slicked his hair back and exited the room.
He forced himself to ignore the motionless lump that lay on his couch.
His brown eyes flickered over to another occupied room. He approached it slowly, peering in.
A tuft of bright green hair suggested Yukina's presence. The very hair seemed to shield her face, her normally cheerful expression. Yusuke began to turn away, until she shifted in her sleep, revealing her koorime- pale face.
Her cheeks were flushed, eyes almost squinted shut with the remains of dried liquid about her eyes...
Yukina had cried herself to sleep.
A grimace made its way to to Yusuke's lips. He turned away, heading back.
Why was Hiei so needed? He had never understood. The damned jaganshi was feared in the Makai for his traitorous and seemingly invincible ways. He was rude, threatened someone whenever possible, and made sure he was hated.
But it seemed the exact opposite. Kurama had stayed close friends with him. Kuwabara, though argued with him a lot, still found a liking to him as time passed, though he hadn't voiced such evidence yet. Yukina had acknowledged him as a close friend even before she had known him to be his brother. Keiko, although she mostly avoided him, even found him to be amusing.
Even Yusuke had liked him before.
That was, until, that day, two years ago. That day when Kurama came back from hearing the news about Hiei and running off. He had returned with a pale face and trembling hands, attempting to convince his comrade he was fine.
But it was so damn clear...Kurama loved Hiei...
And Hiei would always try to hate him. He would hate him.
Demons just weren't meant to love.
Kurama was Yusuke's best male friend. Though he hated to admit it, he had wanted Kurama to be happy. He loved him as a good friend.
Kurama's happiness had rested in Hiei, and as soon as he left, Yusuke was never the same.
He had found real hatred.
He wanted to destroy Hiei for what he had done...but, he knew Kurama. He was strong. He would be shocked at first, maybe depressed for a while, but he would recover. He would find someone else. Maybe even Botan, he had suggested to himself once, shrugging. She had taken quite a liking to the kitsune. He had turned a blind eye to his teammate, confident he would make it.
Then Kurama moved away. He didn't return for two years.
It just didn't make sense to Yusuke -- he had spent two fucking years HATING Hiei! If he had felt it for the best, he would have killed Hiei just as he had entered Yusuke's house. Hell, he would've gone to the Makai himself to hunt down the bastard.
But Hiei was needed...
Yusuke wandered into the kitchen, pulling out random food items to prepare for breakfast. He left a pan over the stove to heat, and began pulling eggs out of their carton.
Hiei had died...and so did everyone else.
Their bodies still moved, their hearts still kept a steady rhythm, but they were dead. Hiei had destroyed everything.
He was that damn needed...
Yusuke lost grip of the eggs; His eyes glazed, gazing down on the counter where the eggs rolled around freely.
Hiei was needed...When he died, everyone had seemed to die with him...
Yusuke suddenly didn't understand the rage he was holding onto. He WOULD hate him, he should hate him...
What he wanted had come true. Hiei had gone. But...what he had wished for...
...only destroyed Kurama more.
His lovely brown eyes stung, silvery tears falling down his tanned face.
Everything was wrong...he was wrong.
 A stifled sob found its way into the open, and the tears pattered over the counter.
His life had took a sudden, sharp turn, and there was no way to ever make it right again.
"Yusuke..." he heard Kurama voice behind him.
"Shut up...!" Yusuke choked, not bothering to ask how the youko had awoken. He supposed his trudging around had aroused him.
"Yusuke," Kurama repeated, in a soothing manner. He was rather clueless to the situation, though he approached his friend, taking hold of his shoulder in hopes to comfort him.
"What the hell's wrong with you...?!" Yusuke murmured, not daring to look his comrade in the eye. "Why...why..."
Kurama's eyes seemed to glaze. He knew what was coming.
"Why did you love that bastard...?" Yusuke finished. "He hated you Kurama... he left, just to get away from you... he got himself killed because he knew you would never stop chasing him..."
Kurama's head lowered, red hair shielding his eyes.
"Were you....were you really that naive, Kurama...?" Yusuke added, wiping away his silky tears and facing his friend.
Kurama remained silent.
"I just wanted what would make you happy....I thought that if Hiei had left, you could be happy again, that you could find someone else to love...and maybe you could move on..." Yusuke had hid this all from Kurama, as though each word would break the kitsune's heart.
He had lived knowing he had never broken the kitsune's heart himself...
"Yusuke...I am happy."
Yusuke's brown eyes widened, gazing at Kurama. The said red-head lifted his face slowly, featuring a sad smile.
"Huh...?" Yusuke whimpered in disbelieving reply.
"I am happy... I always thought the same, Yusuke-kun..." Kurama murmured, voice soft, a tone Yusuke hadn't heard since Hiei had died.
Was he really content with all that had happened...?
 "I always thought Hiei had hated me too, Yusuke...but I was wrong. Hiei ran off...because he was afraid...we were all wrong. Hiei always needed me as much as I needed him too..."
Everything within Yusuke seemed to stop.
Hiei had...what...?
"Arigatou Yusuke..." Kurama approached Yusuke, wrapping his arms around him and embracing him. "Arigatou for being such a good friend, for wishing me that..."
A good friend.
 That's all Yusuke had tried to be...all those times he had seemed to betray Kurama in a moment's glance....and Kurama was calling him a good friend...
He really was naive sometimes.
The tears only seemed to continue as he returned the embrace.
"Yeah," he choked in reply.

The lump on the couch didn't go unnoticed the next time he passed, this time to awaken Yukina. Yusuke approached him slowly, brown eyes falling over the still, angelic body and paled face...
"I am happy."
Kurama had said it so freely...he had really meant it...He was happy with everything that had happened, with all the pain he had gone through, all the loneliness...all the sheer hatred Hiei had displayed so clearly...through Hiei dying...
 Just because Hiei had needed him all along too...
He couldn't take his eyes off Hiei, everything was frozen as he stared down on the motionless being on the couch...on the person who had seemed to destroy everything, only to rebuild it all in death...
He could still see him, only a night back in time, face dull and seemingly emotionless, hiding it all away...
"Kurama has become a ningen...I hate ningens...I hate him."
 That same emotionless face was now placid, untouched.
'I hated you...I fucking hated you...'
Hiei's face revealed no hatred, no disgust. It's expression was untouched by that sort...
Yusuke could still hear those damn words in the hall, that night when Hiei had returned:
"I don't love you, Kurama, I never have, and I never will."
"....I'm happy." A saddened, though smiling Kurama rose into his mind's eye.
"Hiei always needed me as much as I needed him..."
 '...I'm sorry.'
He fell to his knees before the lifeless jaganshi, eyes still firmly planted on his expressionless features.
He was...Hiei...just stubborn old Hiei...
His friend...
 "....I...forgive you..." he said aloud.
'I'm sorry...'
Friends always forgave each other.
Kurama watched this, a soft grin gracing his lips. The sounds of the kitchen hissed behind him, though he paid it no mind.
Everything was right again.

"And who would you fight for, kitsune?" he watched Kurama with a devious smirk. Kurama blushed furiously, stumbling over his words.
"D-demo, I.." he tried to speak.
"Well...?" This would be interesting, Hiei thought to himself, watching Kurama turn to him slowly, face nervous. It settled slightly, deciding on a thought.
That was all Hiei could comprehend before warmth closed over his hands. Kurama was leaning in, green eyes desperate with a sort of light to them he hadn't known before...
"I...suppose...I would fight for....you, Hiei," he finished. Hiei could feel his hot breath on his face...
The words filtered over him slowly...
'Na...ni...?'
Kurama...what?

He felt so damn numb...

Warm arms encircled themselves around Hiei, capturing him as Kurama buried his face into his chest. He struggled to get away, to release himself from this intoxicating warmth...
At the same time wanted it so much...
"Hiei...tell me...don't you ever wonder what love is?" All he could see was his beautiful, pale face stained by silky tears and a desperation in his hungry green eyes...
He had to escape...
"No. Never," he replied coldly.
Whatever life remained in Kurama's eyes drained at those words.
"Then...then...let me show you..." he whispered, leaning in.
A pair of sweet, warm lips captured Hiei's.
He couldn't escape.
His touch was entrancing, his taste intoxing...
There was no way he could ever escape.

'Na...nani...?' Numbness...he couldn't feel anything...he was so heavy for some reason...
'These...visions...'

A beautiful man, red hair and strong frame silhouetted by the waters of the Shinbi...

'Ku...ra...ma...'

The murky darkness had surrounded him...enveloped him...followed by the red cloud of his own blood...of the beautiful silky hair of Kurama...
All he could taste...
All he knew in that moment was Kurama...
He had reached out a hand to touch him, to know only Kurama in these last moments...but he only faded...faded just like his vision...just like his breath in his chest, and all he could feel was the burning in his lungs...
Everything faded...

...into light.
"Unh..." came the soft groan. Crimson eyes struggled to open, the pale face worked mightily to simply turn itself over on the soft, squishy thing it was rested on.
The first thing he saw was a familiar TV. His reflection stared back at him.
"Huh...? This is...Yusuke's house..." he noted to himself, unsure of how he arrived here. How did he get in Yusuke's house? He remembered a murky blackness before...had he been only dreaming?
Short, angry, flame red hair...enraged black eyes...
"DIE, FORBIDDEN CHILD!!!"
 The fucking pain was unimaginable...
 'Akujin...!' Hiei realized, sitting up speedily. The wound...was he...?!
"Hah..." a soft sigh caught him, halting his movements.
'It...can't...be...' Hiei managed to murmur mentally.
Well, that explains why he felt so heavy.
A familiar, gorgeous man was leaned over his waist, lovely red hair spread around him, pale face tangibly sad...
Like everything had been taken from him....
"Kurama...?" He reached a hand to his lover, taking a pale cheek into soft grasp, feeling Kurama lean into his touch.
Was Hiei...was he...?
"Hiei..." the red-head whimpered in oblivious sleep, voice trembling.
What Hiei saw next shattered everything within him.
Tears streamed down Kurama's face, over his cheeks, silky lips, over Hiei's frozen hand. "Hiei...don't...leave me..." he continued, face contorted with pure sadness...pure hopelessness... "I need you so much...Hiei... ai shiteru..."
"Kurama," Hiei tried to reason, as though Kurama was wide awake and listening. "I'm not..! I never..."
"Why..." Kurama added, paying him no mind unintentionally. "Why did you die, Hiei...?"
"I'm not..." Hiei trailed off. Was this...was this Hell?
"I need you....I miss you..."
Was he damned to watch his love suffer for all eternity?
"I can't live without you, Hiei..." Kurama's voice was beyond desperate now...the tears only streamed down more....
"Stop it..." He wiped away the warm tears blankly. "Kurama...don't."
Tanned arms wrapped themselves around the youko, pulling his face into Hiei's chest.
Kurama's green eyes snapped open in response. "Hi...ei?" he muttered. He had given himself to another dream...he would end up doing so for the rest of his life. He hated it...but he needed it at the same time...
It felt so real though...
"Hiei ... are you...?" He wasn't able to finish his sentence, as a pale of becoming-warm lips covered his in a soft, sweet kiss, his hand raking through Kurama's red hair. He couldn't move...everything was slowing down as he comprehended the situation.
'Hiei...? Are you really....
Are you really alive, Hiei?'
The kiss ended shortly. Hiei pulled back, meeting Kurama with a tangibly sad gaze.
He never wanted to see his kitsune cry again...
"Hiei...?" Kurama could barely speak. He reached a trembling hand to Hiei's face, feeling Hiei nuzzle into his touch, eyes closing slowly and peacefully.
He felt so real...he was...
Hiei was alive...!
"Hiei!" Kurama gasped, kissing him again, pulling him toward Kurama fiercely. Everything was...he couldn't explain it but...
He had never been so happy in his life...
He didn't have to live without Hiei...!
Hiei pulled away again, eyes solemn. "Kurama..."
"Nani?" Kurama replied, green eyes shining, and a wide smile across his lips.
"Gomen."
"Uh...?" Kurama's smile faded. "What...?"
"I'm sorry...I took so long to come back to you..." His eyes closed painfully. "I tried to run from you...and I almost left you behind for good..."
Kurama placed his other hand on Hiei's face, thumbs brushing over his soft skin.
"Kura--" Hiei was cut off as Kurama leaned in, engaging him in a searing kiss. He pushed Hiei down slowly over the couch, spreading over him and entrancing him once more in his inescapable warmth...
Hiei uttered a low "Kurama...?" when he did pull away, a slight flush making its way over Hiei's usually untouched cheeks.
"It...doesn't matter now," Kurama replied simply. Everyone would smile again when they saw that Hiei was alive...and he...
Life was worth living again for Kurama...
 "Kurama...!" Hiei gasped lightly, gazing up at his love.
"Shhh....." Kurama hissed, bending over him and kissing him again. This time he prodded Hiei's pale lips apart with his tongue, silencing him and spreading another, unhealthy blush across his face. Words meant nothing any more; Nothing could convey what they were trying to say...but it still passed between them so clearly, through their movements, their gestures... I need you so much...
Kurama's warm hands roamed over Hiei's body, over his ripped clothes; Under them, across the soft skin he possessed. He pushed up Hiei's shirt slowly, relishing the feel of Hiei, his rising and lowering chest, his tanned skin...
Don't ever leave me alone again...
Hiei groaned slightly into Kurama's mouth, submitting. They pulled away slightly, eyes locking, ensuing with a soft smile across Kurama's lips. Everything was... perfect. Flawless.
Aishiteru.
A/N: I'M FINALLY FINISHED!!! Agh!!! ::passes out:: This fic took about ten years off my life.. ugh.. it's finally finished, let me tell you, revising this dramatically was NO easy task. Well, I hope you liked it! Yusuke finally forgave Hiei, Hiei woke up, Kurama and Hiei were happy again. How did Hiei wake up? I don't know. In this version, it wasn't as clear, but in the older version of this story, when Kurama had taken Hiei back from the Makai, he took him straight to Yukina, who had healed him. I had already done that in my old fic, My Heart Told Me So, with Kurama. It seemed old, so I nixed it being...well...obvious...still, you'll notice I had her healing Hiei before? Heheh... It didn't APPEAR to work, but...yeah, my fked up mind that makes no sense whatsoever at work. La. Still, I hope I made you all happy. Nearly everyone was yelling at me to bring him back to life so...yeah. Please review. See you in my next fic!

The final Review Corner!!!:

jus Kita again: Kewl! When I have the time, I'll check out your fanfic. :3 How did you like my ending? I'm a little unsure. ::is a worrywart:: SHUT UP PERSON IN LITTLE COLEN THINGIES!!! ::Hehe, I tell all!:: Thanks for your reviews!

Bishounenlvr: Yup! I hope you enjoyed.

Amaruk Wolfheart: C-calm down! You scared me there for a minute there...::sighs in relief::

What2CallMyself: Don't guess, whatever you do...I hope you liked the ending, it took forever to make but it's done...did you like? I didn't really. ::chokes::

Lady-of-the-Dragon-Flame: Hey! You were the only one who didn't scream at me to bring Hiei back to life! I LOVE YOU!! ::huggles:: I don't think that, even if I wanted to, I couldn't kept Hiei dead. I'm not one to make a sad ending...::cries:: I hope I didn't disappoint you or anything...