Hey there! Hope you enjoying the story so far. I've been quite busy with high school; I have two projects, one due next week. So I haven't had much time to get onto the computer. Sorry, the last chapter was boring, but I'm working on a real plot! I know, amazing! Lol, but yeah, so I'm sort of making this up as I go so, please bare with me.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. cries

" … " - talking

Name here - changing point of views

… - dreams

-Chapter Five

Kurama's POV-

Hiei turned away from me suddenly; I saw his arm rise to his face, but I don't know why. Shaking my head, I freed my hair from my shirt; it swaying back and forth a few times. Falling right into it's proper place.

I winced. Damn wounds. Turning to Hiei, I thought I'd try to break the silence. "Hiei, will you be staying for the day with me?" I knew he didn't exactly appreciate being stared at, so I started to make my bed when I heard the all-too familiar 'hn'. I wasn't sure, but I could faintly tell there was a 'yes' in there.

Whenever Hiei would spend the day with me at the house, he would usually just sit around in my room while I ran around doing my normal ningen routine: cleaning the house, watering the plants, go to the store to fetch the things my mother had requested. But since she was gone, I only had a few things to do. Still, by the time I was all finished, it was around three in the afternoon and I was exhausted.

Walking into the kitchen, I made Hiei and I a cup of herbal tea, like I always did. With his demon nose, I could tell he knew what I was doing, since he appeared next to me when I was done.

Picking up the tea cup, Hiei lightly sniffed the aroma. Then taking a sip of the liquid. Smiling mischievously, I spied on him over the rim of my own cup while I drank. Fatigue was finally draining the last bit of energy I had left. Probably because of all the blood that was spilt from my body earlier. Hiei must of sensed this because of his next statement.

"Hn. Go rest, fox. That wound of yours is doing you in. I'll still be here when you wake up."

My mouth hung open for quite a few seconds before I realized it and closed it. Did Hiei actually say he'd still be here? Inari, he's never stayed longer than a few hours. Maybe because of my mother's absences for a week he'll stay longer!

"Alright, Hiei. You promise to be here when I awake?"

"Hn."

That was all I needed.

Hiei's POV-

It didn't take a genius to know Kurama was worn out thanks to blood loss. After rinsing out his tea cup, he smiled wearily at me, then walked upstairs to his bedroom. Not long after I heard the quiet sounds of his even, deep breathes. I thought this would be a rather good time to do some, what the ningens called 'snooping'.

Masking my energy to make it appear I'm downstairs, I snuck up to the fox's room. Though my speed would be much quicker, Kurama has learned to hear me, so this seemed safer. Once I reached his room, I peaked inside. A small smile crept its way onto my features as I saw the sight before me. Kurama was sound asleep on this side facing me. Though he was clutching the blankets to him around his chest, it was intertwined around his abdomen and legs. As if in some kind of battle for dominance. I've seen Yusuke and Kuwabara sleep similar to this and thought it was rather pathetic. But, the fox looked just utterly, and completely adorable.

I stopped myself from taking another step as I did a doubt-take. Alright, what I just thought about Kurama will never leave my mind.

Ahem. Anyway … slowly I made my way closer to the slumbering kitsune. When I made it to the foot of the bed, I kneeled. Removing the cloth from my forehead, I closed my two natural eyes while opening my jagan eye. Careful not to disturb his sleep, I searched his thoughts. But when I found what I was looking for, I swear my hear skipped a beat.

I … killed Kurama! I had made a move on him and then I killed him!

"I … I don't … understand," I mumbled.

"Hiei?"

Snapping up my gaze, my crimson orbs met confused emerald ones. Shit. I've been caught in the act. Before he could do more than sit up, I gently pushed him back down. Shaking my head I responded, "Sorry, fox. Rest now. I'll be downstairs."

Kurama just stared opened-mouthed as I replaced the cloth on my forehead. It looked as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly decided against it when he shut his mouth and closed his eyes. Falling back into a restful state.

Kurama's POV-

I awoke to the soft voice of my fire apparition friend. My eyes widened to my horror when I realized that his jagan eye was uncovered. Which meant that he was looking through my memories … or dreams. Which also meant that he must of saw what happened to me. I tried to sit up so I could talk to him, but he put his hand on my chest. Making me lie back down.

"Sorry, fox. Rest now. I'll be downstairs."

I had no idea what I should of said, but I lost my voice. Closing my mouth, I just laid my head back down onto the pillow and tried to fall back asleep. Surprising enough, I was unconscious rather quickly.

Too bad that it wasn't a peaceful sleep.

It was the end of another pointless mission and we were cleaning up the mess of the demon corpses. I wandered a little away from everyone as I took care of the destroyed nature. Faintly, I heard a conversation going on between the two detectives.

"Did you see how I brought that huge demon down with my spirit sword!" Kuwabara exclaimed.

Yusuke merely laughed, "Kuwa, you're sword wouldn't be able to cut down a tree, needless to say a strong demon."

The red-head snorted, "Well at least I can do more than one thing!"

"Oh yeah, Kuwabara. You can make your sword longer and shorter with your spirit energy," the raven haired boy said mockingly, "but I told you! I almost have the Shotgun perfected! Plus, I can do multiple Spirit Gun attacks now."

The taller friend jokingly bowed, "Wow, you are the master then!"

"Stop shitting around, Kuwabara!" Yusuke yelled but was laughing along.

"Hn. If you two bakas are done messing around, maybe we can actually get some work done."

I didn't need anyone to tell me that was Hiei scolding them yet again. Shaking my head, I smirked. Sometimes it would seem that Hiei had adopted the notion of being their father.

My back was turned but I could tell they were still smirking. But then, suddenly, nothing. When I heard nothing expect two quiet thuds, I spun around.

I nearly lost my lunch as my stomach turned at the sight before me.

Yusuke and Kuwabara … were on the ground … blood pouring from their bodies. I ran with all my might to my friends. As I knelt down, I gasped at the wounds.

They were made by a katana.

Looking around, my spirit energy searching furiously for Hiei's. When I stood up, I almost lost my balance … Hiei was standing right behind me.

He was holding his katana, licking off the blood of our comrades.

"H-Hiei. Why!"

I stared at the ground, my vision becoming cloudy has tears threatened to spill. Snapping my head up, those salty tears were granted their wish.

"Hiei! They were our friends! Why did you kill them! WHY!" I grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him off the ground. "Tell me WHY, Hiei!" I spat in his face.

His eyes were shadowed, but then I heard a sound from him. It … it was laughter! Dropping him, he fell to the ground. He laughter only grew.

I backed away, until I hit something solid. Looking over my shoulder, I saw what was blocking my path … a huge oak tree.

When I looked forward to where Hiei once laid, I gasped as I saw he was no longer on the ground. But was steadily walking toward me; katana in his hand.

Oh, Inari, was I going to be next? At this point, I didn't really care. If I died tonight, at least I knew it was by someone loved.

That might not be others wish to die, but I'd rather being killed by Hiei than by a total stranger.

Hiei slammed his left hand next to my right ear onto the tree. While holding up his katana to my neck with this right. Leaning in close, Hiei licked off a little bit more of Yusuke and Kuwabara's blood. I cringed. How revolting. I never thought Hiei would ever do this since he told me that he actually enjoyed the company of the "big oaf" though he was annoying.

I never looked away. My unwavering eyes burned into his. I knew that if I showed emotion, he would prolong my death. Making it painful and slow. Loving the look of pain and fear in his victim's face. Thanks, but I'd rather just one quick blow.

For a moment, I could of sworn that I saw a guilty look in his features. But as quickly as I saw it, it was gone.

Finally, he made his move. Leaning up to my ear, he whispered, "I'm going to kill you now. Nothing personal, fox."

Nothing personal my ass.

What he did next, caught me off guard. He lowered his lips to mine. Giving me a forceful, yet gentle and passionate kiss; slipping his tongue into my mouth.

That did it.

Closing my eyes, I didn't care anymore. He was going to torture me anyway. My tears from earlier were back, but for a different purpose. As a single tear fell on either side of my face, I deepened the kiss. I had wanted to do this for so long now, and if I was going to die I wasn't going to leave any of the three worlds until I did it.

The feeling was pure bliss; totally forgetting about the cold silver-metal blade pressed against my neck. That is, until I felt him apply pressure. I knew this was it, I was going to die.

In one quick slash, Hiei ran his blade across my neck. I hacked crimson liquid from my mouth once … before total darkness and numbness took over.

That night … I was murdered along with Yusuke and Kuwabara by the one man I ever loved: Hiei.