Spoiler for the dark tournament end. Yeah my poems aren't too good. but oh well. I was never cut out for this stuff.

He fell today.

I watched.

He was running towards the monster.

I watched.

He was telling me to fight, Touguro could not kill me.

I watched.

I was in pain, and I called out too him.

I watched.

Kurama, Hiei, Koenma...WHY DIDN'T YOU TRY TO STOP HIM?!

I watched.

He raised his sword above his head.

I watched.

I saw nothing else only him.

I watched

His pride, his honor, and his love spread out, for everyone to see.

I watched.

Yes, love.

I watched.

That was what he gave, his senseless love.

I watched.

My dearest friend.

I watched

Touguro smiled, his hand was a blur.

I watched.

The hand was through his chest,

I watched.

He pushed his hand further into my best friend.

I watched.

He pulled it out, and the red rush came.

I watched.

He smiled.

I watched.

He lost the idea of an Honorable death.

I watched.

He lost his pride, being struck down by one blow.

I watched.

But...his love still remained, and that smile.

I watched.

"Urameshi..."

I watched.

He choked, and red blood sunk in the dirt.

I watched.

"I did my best. You gotta beat him, for us. Don't let my death be in vein!"

I watched.

I smile, a wince of pain.

I watched.

"Yusuke..."

I watched...my best friend be slain.