Good evening… I am so sorry it took me this long to update, but I have even gone in for a sonogram on my chest to find out what is wrong with me… I still do not know what is wrong… I decided that you all have suffered enough, so I am updating for you… Besides, you all are loyal, and loyalty deserves rewards… Oh and thank you Black Daisys for you wonderful insight… I know that Kurama is NOT weak, but in this story, he has been emotionally damaged and his sanity hangs in the balance, his as well as someone else's… To make you all laugh, my cat is on my bed, snoring, driving me positively insane…
As you open your eyes,
I dread your words.
Will you scream?
Will you cry?
Will I have to run and hide
From your tears?
Maybe it would have been best
If I never met you at all.
Especially if I am bringing you
All this pain.
Kurama rolled and his emerald green eyes, filled with torment, fear, hurt, and anguish, fell on Yusuke's chocolate brown ones. Yusuke felt his throat tense as Kurama stared. He just stared, and then… Those eyes began to widen. Not just to the size of saucers. Oh no, Kurama's eyes continued to expand, until Yusuke thought that they were going to burst from his head. Kurama made a small noise, an almost gasp of fear, of panic. Yusuke didn't move, and Kurama didn't move. They stood there, staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Yusuke swallowed his heart, which had pushed its way into his throat. Kurama sat up, very slowly. His eyes never left Yusuke's.
"…suke?" He whispered. Yusuke's eyes widened. The girls were right. Kurama's voice was froglike and strained. He watched the red head shift. Yusuke took a step towards Kurama. He froze when Kurama slid back across the bed, clutching a small pillow to his small chest. Kurama eyes filled with more tears, tears of betrayal, broken trust, and a bond of destroyed friendship that might never be recovered.
" Kurama…" Yusuke stepped closer. Kurama shivered uncontrollably. He gripped the pillow harder, his face buried into the pillow. " Kurama? Kurama please…"
" No… Leave…" Kurama managed to mutter. Yusuke stepped even closer, causing Kurama to shy away, his face still buried into the soft pillow. The white nightgown Kurama was wearing only enhanced his look of vulnerability, his weakness, and possibly his emotional sickness. Yusuke saw the slender shoulders heave, the limp red locks falling down the pillow and the curved back. Kurama's arms were- seemed- so much thinner; the legs hidden by the blankets were fragile lumps and bumps in the bed. Kurama seemed like glass, a shell of his former self. To Yusuke, this was not Kurama. This was a child he had created with his cruelty; his terribleness that had climbed to the surface when he thought Kurama had been committing ghastly acts. Yusuke felt something inside begin to build up, a hatred for this shell, for this child that looked, smelled, felt like Kurama but wasn't Kurama. His eyes slanted with rage. Kurama stopped crying, stopped his tears, but that was only because he had felt a change in the air, a change in Yusuke's energy. He began to look up.
" Don't you dare look at me. If you do, I don't know what I'll do to you." Yusuke warned. Kurama stiffened. Yusuke? You want to hurt me again… don't you? Why can't you forgive me? I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't mean for it to happen this way. I didn't want it to happen this way. You and everybody else mean so much to me. Do I mean anything at all to you? Don't you realize that I am sorry? Yusuke… Kurama's eyes filled with tears and he look into Yusuke's eyes once more.
" Yu…suke… I'm… sorry." Yusuke froze as Kurama tears dripped down his haggard face. " Please… for…give… me." Kurama struggled to move, finally ending on the edge of the bed. Yusuke stared into his face. Kurama's delicate hand grabbed his shirt, gently pulling on it. Yusuke's eyes widened. " Please…" Yusuke's head bowed.
" It's not you I can't forgive, Kurama. It's not you. I'm the sorry one. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm so sorry we didn't believe you. I'm sorry I didn't believe you. We were- still are- your friends. I know that you can never forgive us, me especially, for what happened to you. I'm sorry, Kurama. You are forgiven, even though you are not responsible. I know you wanted to hear that." Something wet and cold fell onto Kurama's hand. Yusuke pulled away from him abruptly. Kurama held his hand close to his chest, his sad eyes falling on Yusuke's eyes. He gasped quietly. Tears outlined the brown pools, one single stream running down his cheek. Yusuke turned and ran from the room, almost knocking Hiei and Kuwabara down. They watched him run out of the temple, into the rainstorm that had opened up only a minute ago. Hiei turned to Kurama, who was staring at nothing, nothing except the faint traces of Yusuke's energy.
" I… forgive… you… Yu… suke… Please… forgive… your…self…"
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I know it is a shorter chapter, but I hope you like it… I hope I have still kept your interest… Please, tell me your ideas for any story and chapter in any story… I actually have one coming up that has to do with Hiei and Kurama… I plan for it to be very touching and full of angst… Maybe horror as well… Keep me motivated and I will keep pouring my heart and soul into these stories…