Me: Okay dokies. I think there's only a few chapters left. You may or may not see why the winds have such a big part in all of this. Or it may just be that I'm a Jin freak and like the element of air a lot.

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It was Kuwabara. The door into the side waiting room opened with a warm wind. But it was soon followed by a cold wind.

She's comin.... I think I might go wait outside for her. He said. Yusuke nodded, still looking at the floor.

The door closed.

There was a new wind this time, one Kurama could not identify. It was different...

There were so many feelings balled up into yusuke, though. He could not speak. There was sadness, anger, loneliness, and love.

But love for whom?

Love for who?

Was it just just him, or was he comfortable in Kuramas arms like that? Was the soft motion of the others breathing easing him?

Was this what he had thought it?

Yusuke broke the silence suddenly.



Do you love anyone?

this caught the red haired boy off guard. Did he love anyone? Or was it just a feeling?

I do. He surprised even himself when he said that.



It... it... They would never give me another look.

Is it Hiei?

What are you imposing?! Kurama half yelled.

I was just guessing!!!

Kuramas arms left Yusukes back. He crossed them like a pouting child.

Robbed suddenly of warmth, Yusuke shivered. He rubbed against the back of his chair, but that made little difference.

I was just wondering... Said the Spirit Detective.

Why would you think that I was in love with Hiei? Asked Kurama.

Well.... I mean, you knew him better than all of us... And you cared for him... And... I think Hiei liked you more than he liked me, that's for sure.

Perhaps... But I have not even seen him for a long time.



There was long silence.

Words tried time and time again to come up in their throats. But the two were too deep in their thoughts to even say anything.

At last, when about ten minuets of silence had passed, Yusuke broke it.

Do you love me?

A deep breath, the deep breath before the plunge.

The eye of a storm of winds.



I was that one word, so simple. A three letter word. There was no thoughts in Yusukes mind.

Just one.

Just one sentence.

He said yes.

He said yes.

He said yes.

Sadness changed to happiness, Anger changed to peace, loneliness changed to security, and love....

Love was the same.

Love did not care for boundaries. For enemies or friends, for anything.

I love you too.

That was the warmness. The warm winds.

Kurama stood. He looked down at Yusuke...

He smiled.

He smiled a warm smile.

Yusuke stood as well.

A smile can change everything.

The smile that a wounded soldier flashed his friend. The smile that told the mother her son would come home.

The smile on Yuletide morning.

The smile.

They kissed. Warm, smooth, full of love.

There was nothing that could disturb them now. Nothing.

When they drew apart, gasping for breath, Yusuke spoke first.

I'm glad I told you. Maybe it was something keeping me back...

Their arms were still around eachother.

A cold wind.

The door opened.

Are we disturbing something? Asked a sly voice.

Immediately, the two jumped apart.

It was Shizuru, her brown eyes flicking to each of them.

No, nothing. Stammered Yusuke quickly.

Shizuru stopped smiling.

When I heard I rushed over here. I'm sorry, kid. Said the woman. She bowed her head.

Thanks. It just happened so quickly.

Kuwabara walked in behind his sister. He frowned. Was it just him or was Kurama looking a little flushed?

What's wrong, Kurama? He asked.

Oh, nothing. I just... Um... Have to use the bathroom. Kurama said quickly and waved his hands.

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Kurama splashed cool water over his face.

He had really done it.

It had really happened.

Only in his wildest dreams did he ever think of kissing Yusuke. Since the day the boy first saved his life, to the day when he was nearly killed by Karasu in the Dark Tournament, he had loved him.

Then the wind.

No one had walked into the bathroom. No one had walked in on him.

It was an old wind. He had felt it before. Somewhere, anywhere.

Do you really love him?'

That voice. Kurama turned back. His mirror image was talking to him.

What... Is going on?

'I'm just asking you the question, Suuichi. Answer it.'

Kurama rubbed his eyes. It wasn't him...

It was Youko. His gold eyes gleaming, he was smirking, a look to common for him.

I do love him.

'Are you sure?'

Of course I am. And what could YOU know about something like love?

I know enough.'

You know nothing.

'I know what the winds tell me.'

Kuramas green eyes narrowed.

What do you mean?

Youko shrugged. His golden eyes closed for a moment. Then they opened.

You should keep an eye out, human fool. The winds are telling you something, and perhaps you should listen.'

I don't understand.

'You forget. Your spirit won't die like his will. Your spirit will continue to live as long as mine does.'

He had forgotten.

You won't die as he will. Get yourself out of this before you regret it.'

I love Yusuke, bastard. Your words don't mean anything to me!!

If they don't mean anything to you, then why do you believe it?' Youko returned.

The old winds. They gusted again.

SHUT UP!!!! Kurama yelled. He slammed his fist into the mirror. It cracked and shattered and cut his hand.

Crimson blood dripped from his knuckles.

I won't listen to you anymore.

But the voice didn't stop echoing in his mind.

Kurama fell to the floor, his arms clamped over his head.

I love him. I love him. I love him.

A warm wind,
A cold wind,
A sad wind,
A old wind.

These winds blew.

These winds tried to comfort Kurama.

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Me: It is not done. I think there will be a few more chapters. I''m trying to get some type of poem out of the chapter names. I think it will go like this:

Warm Winds
Cold Winds
Sad Winds
Old Winds
New Winds
Bad Winds
Warm Winds Again.

You get the idea. Update!!!