Hi again.  My last YYH fanfic apparently wasn't that good, so I thought I'd try to make another one.  I hope this one turns out better than the last.  I look forward to all your comments.    I've uploaded the prologue and the first two chapters for your convenience.

That's enough blabber from me, so I'll let you get on with reading the story.  Enjoy.

 

Remembrance- Prologue

          Hiei jumped speedily on and over the roofs of Tokyo, making his way toward his only known friend.  Koenma had given the Spirit Detectives yet another dangerous mission, and their services would be required once again.  Sometimes it made Hiei wonder if stealing the Three Dark Treasures was worth it.

          It had been a long time since Koenma had contacted any of them for a mission.  The Makai had seemingly gone silent for an unusually long amount of time.  Never a good sign.  As it turned out, the omen proved true.  A big-time bad guy had slithered into the number one spot on the Spirit World's Most Wanted List, and Koenma charged the task of putting him down for the count to Yusuke and the gang.  Hiei thought about this along the way and only had one thing to say about the whole thing.

          "How I got talked into playing messenger again is beyond me…"

          He made it to a tree outside Kurama's window in remarkable time as usual. Kurama was sitting at his desk reading what appeared to be a comic book and seemed deeply lost in its pages.  Hiei knocked on the window to try and get the red-head's attention, but had to practically break the glass to get him to even look up.

          Setting the book in a drawer, Kurama rose to let Hiei in, glancing at a picture on his nightstand as he did so.  Just for an instant, a truly sad look came over his face, but of course, Hiei was able to catch it.  Kurama lifted the window and smiled at his fiery friend.

"A mission from Koenma, I take it?"

"Why else would I come here?" Hiei responded climbing over the sill.  Kurama chuckled softly and turned to get his battling attire.

"Yes.  You're not really one for regular house calls, are you?"

"Hn."

Kurama made his way toward a dressing screen on the far side of the room, picking up his sash along the way.

"I'll be ready in a minute."

"Hn."

Kurama smiled and shook his head as he went behind the screen to change.

"Perhaps this will help take my mind off things…" he thought to himself as he began disrobing.

As Kurama continued to change, Hiei looked toward the picture he'd seen Kurama look at before he'd been let in.  It was a photo of Kurama and a girl that he was unfamiliar with.  Kurama has his arms around her in a loving gesture and the both of them seemed truly happy to be in one another's company.  Although he would never admit it to anyone else, and barely to himself, he was slightly jealous of her, whoever she may be.

Hiei picked the picture up to examine it more closely, and almost immediately, a stern-faced Kurama whisked it from his grasp.

"This is very special to me.  I kindly ask that you not touch it again."

"Who is she?"

"She's…She was…someone special."

Kurama seemed on the verge of tears at his last response, quickly moving past Hiei to replace the picture on his nightstand.  Hiei closed his eyes and contemplated the current situation.

"If it would help any, I'll listen to whatever story you have to tell about her."

Kurama spun around quickly at Hiei's words, taken by some shock at his offer.  He then smiled softly at his friend and closed his eyes, chuckling softly once again.

"You know, you never cease to amaze me, Hiei."

"Are you going to tell the story or not?"

"All right.  I'll tell you on the way to meet Kuwabara and Yusuke.  Who knows?  It may very well be just what I need."

"Hn."

Kurama allowed Hiei to be first out the window and quickly followed suit.  As they made their way toward Yusuke and Kuwabara, Kurama began his tale…