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Lovely kind face,

Looks to kill,

Lips you wish to taste,

A smile warm and kind.

But in his soul,

It rains.

So dark and cold...

The rain.

It's raining on a bad day,

Raining in its unkind way,

On this horrible November day.

The day she was lost.

Mother.

I knew it would come,

Demons live longer,

And her days where done.

But why does it rain?

Rain on this horrible November day.

Rain comes at the wrong time.

Summer, parties, funerals,

Always at the wrong time.

Why must it rain?

Rain on this horrible day?

I loved the rain,

But not any more.

I can't believe I'm still sane,

From this wretched rain.

This horrible November rain.

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"Kurama?" Hiei glanced at his friend, who sat in the corner, ignoring him. Hiei sighed, Kurama acted like this whenever it was that cold day in November when his mother died.

"Kurama theres something-"

"I hate the rain."

Hiei approached him, and stroked the red heads hair. "Come on Kurama, Kuwabara called. He invited us to his Thanks giving dinner."

"Why does it matter to you? You hate Kuwabara."

"Yes, yes I do." Hiei sighed, "But you need to get out of the house. You look like a damXed ghost drifting around this place."

"I'm not going...not in this rain. Not in this wretched November rain."