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A/n March 26, 2005: Or is it the 27th? Lolz I'm currently sitting on a plane over the Atlantic Ocean on my way to Frankfurt, Germany. DEUTCH PRYDE:-P Anyway, this should be posted (assuming I get around to finishing it tehe :sheepish grin:) in about 2 weeks from this coming Monday. Yay! And once again (I always apologize, have you noticed this yet?) I'm very sorry about the late update, my social life (and every other type of life that you can possibly imagine lolz) has been complete chaos lately and I've gotten a case of writer's block, possibly because of it. But I figure hey. There are around 4-5 hours left on my flight, I've got 3 and a half hours left on my laptop battery, I've already watched The Village and thought it was the stupidest thing in the whole world (I guessed every single damn plot line in it, and that's saying something about a drama/mystery/horror movie) and seeing as it feels like 8:30 pm to me right now, I figure I might as well try to work on a few fics. Please forgive any unclearness or excess amounts of chaos and mayhem in this fic, I am going on little sleep tehe. Enjoy! And as always, please review.

A/n II: Ok it's a little bit late but that's ok cus there's a good reason for it being late. IT'S BEEN BETAED! THANK YOU DG! YOU ROCK MY NON-EXISTENT SOCKS OFF::does savage chanting/dance:

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What? I was inspired by the varsity boys on my swim team give me a break lolz.

'thoughts'

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Hiei had stripped off his dark blue robe, light blue scarf and shirt, and was in the process of lying down on the twin-sized bed and falling into a blissful, dreamless sleep when he heard it. That melodious sound that can only come from one instrument: a violin.

'Shu...I mean Kurama, must be practicing. Kami-sama, I love the sound he creates. It's as though I am hearing the angels sing soft, hopeful ballads down to me. Hmm...I could probably sneak in and listen without him becoming aware of my presence. He did say after all that he wanted to be loved for who he is as a person, not for his fame and music...I'll just enter and stand in the shadows so he doesn't know I'm there, then leave once he finishes.'

His mind made up, he quietly opened his door, and looked at the door across from his. It was slightly open, just enough for him to slip in without having to touch the door. 'Good, this will make things easier,' Hiei thought to himself. Quietly slipping into the room, he flickered over to the left of Kurama into the shadows.

His presence went unnoticed by Kurama, who was absorbed in his piece. It was Danse Macabre by Saint Saens, a beautiful yet sorrowful dance of death, if Hiei remembered correctly. The quick notes of the more brisk section of the piece made Hiei concentrate on not tapping his feet, else he would give up his presence. Once the piece was over, with its final, mournful note, Kurama flipped his music, and began to play a slightly slower piece. This one was a very melodious work, with each note flowing into the other, like a river flowing into the deep, royal blue sea.

Hiei closed his eyes as he allowed himself to drown in the current of notes and the presence of the beautiful boy playing them and making them come alive in the air around them. A look of peace came over his face, and the corners of his mouth moved upward in a smile of true bliss.

Looking out from the shadows, a sudden, strange new emotion filled his being. It was a soft and warm feeling that made him feel faint, yet at the same time made him feel as though he were falling off the edge of a cliff. It was a fluttering of soft butterflies in his stomach whenever he thought of the red haired boy who was playing such beautiful music that made him want to seek the angel out and gaze at him for hours on end. It was what made his knees felt weak whenever he saw him, made him have to force his tongue to keep from stuttering when they spoke.

'Could this be what love feels like? Is my quest for love finally at an end?' he pondered again to himself.

"How can someone as corrupted and evil as I ever possibly hope to have love returned to me by such a pure, innocent creature as this?" he wondered out loud.

The music abruptly stopped. Hiei's eyes flew open at the sudden silence, and looked at Kurama, who was now staring at him in amazement. 'Kuso, I said that aloud didn't I? I hope he didn't hear all of what I said,' he thought to himself as he began chewing on his lip while blushing.

"Hiei! I didn't know you were here. If you wanted to listen to my practicing all you had to do was ask," Kurama said while chuckling.

Hiei looked up. "So you're not angry with me?"

"Of course not. But I do want to know one thing. Whom were you referring to when you said that you could never hope to have their love returned to you?"

'Kuso, he did hear me.' Hiei thought while biting his lip harder.

"I…"

Kurama snickered as he carefully placed his violin back into the case resting on his bed. "Oh come now Hiei. You can tell me, I feel as though we have known each other for centuries. Don't be shy," he teased.

Hiei took a deep breath (though he was still blushing), before whispering his reply.

"You. I was thinking about you. I'm sorry, I did not know I was thinking aloud," he replied while blushing ever harder.

'Wait. He said that about me. He loves ME? But... but why? And do I love him? He does not act like the girls at school who proclaim their love to me every morning, he acts sincere about it. He did not mean for me to hear that, or to even know he was listening to me, probably thinking that I would not want him listening to my music. He was trying to be considerate of my feelings,' Kurama thought as he watched the shorter boy bow his head.

'Why do I still have this warm feeling in my stomach? What is this emotion that I'm constantly feeling? Is this…is this what love feels like?' he pondered.

Hiei spoke again.

"I'll leave you to your practicing. I did not mean to intrude. And please forget I ever said that." He turned to leave, his head still bent slightly, as if defeated.

Kurama jumped forward, hands placed firmly on Hiei's hard chest, preventing him from moving any farther away.

"No! I mean, no please don't go. I….I would like it if you stayed so we could talk. And I will not forget you said that. I never will forget."

"Why will you not forget!" Hiei cried out in despair. "You do not know of my past or my life. I am an evil, evil being. I cannot be loved by anyone like you! You are too pure and too perfect and too beautiful. You are an angel. I am a demon. Love between angels and demons is forbidden."

"Is it? Where is it written that an angel and a demon cannot find it in their hearts to love each other. And where is it written that I am an angel and you are a demon? Demons are supposedly ugly, cruel creatures that enjoy the slaughter of others. Yet you are quite beautiful and are kind."

"You do not believe me that I am truly a demon. Very well, that is your own decision. But as for love between an angel and a demon is concerned, it need not be written down on paper or parchment or even stone to be forbidden. It is only logical that good should love good, and evil should love evil. But I talk about nothing. You do not love me, so I do not see why I need to go into this philosophical debate."

Kurama looked down at the floor before whispering, "That's where you're wrong."

Hiei looked up then reached down to pull the red head up gently by his chin and stared deeply into his beautiful grass green eyes.

"What do you mean, 'that's where I'm wrong'?"

Now it was Kurama's turn to blush and look down at his feet. "I... I think I love you too."

Hiei's eyes widened in disbelief at these words.

"How… how could you love me after all that I've told you of my home? I am not supposed to know the emotion love. No one at home feels love. That is why I left. I set out on a quest for love. That quest is over. But, now that I have experienced this emotion called love, I do not know what to do. I never expected to give love and have it returned to me. I have never felt this lost!" he cried out in despair as he slowly sank to the ground with his back to the wall.

Kurama stared in shock for a moment at the sight of the boy hugging his knees and shaking in silent weeping. Sitting beside him, unsure as to what he needed to do, he wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders. He raised his head, and to Kurama's disbelief he had not been crying. Hiei seemed to read his mind.

"I do not cry. I have never cried my whole life. Should I ever feel the need to cry I simply shake and act as one would if they were to cry, yet no tears will spill forth. None will even fill my eyes. How can you possibly love someone who has never cried?"

"I don't know. But I do. That's all I know, and that's all that matters to me," Kurama stated while staring into Hiei's blood red orbs with his own soft, forest green ones. He looked at the boy's mouth, and moved closer, slowly closing the gap between them. Hiei in response moved closer to the red head. In a matter of seconds the gap between them had vanished, their lips softly kissing the others, as a butterfly's feet would the petals of a flower.

After a moment Hiei slowly pulled away. "Kurama…..ai shiteru."

"And I love you, Hiei."

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A/n: Tehehe I TOLD you the good stuff was coming. And guess what! THERE SHALL BE MORE! Wahahahahahaha :cackles evilly, then coughs uncontrollably and dies: X.x Tehe sorry I had the flu a few weeks ago and I just got a cold AGAIN :grumbles about bitchy male swim coaches making injured swimmers sit out in the cold and rain with wet hair: -.-;;; Anyway, I hope you all liked this chappie, I did some fairly major alterations on the dialogue and thoughts and the like, but kept the kiss scene the same tehe. Didn't wanna ruin that with my sleepyness. And just because I can, I'm going to say something in Spanish cus I don't wanna say it in English but I'll translate it once I'm off the plane and explain why. El chico abajo de mi siento es muy, muy MUY guapo! ME ENCANTA EL! Tehe. Los chicos de deutch (no se la palabra en espanol lo siento tehe) son muy hermosos. Ok I'm done, translation shall follow now: