Okay, good job Pr101! I think you get it now!

Okay, sorry it took me a bit to post up my last chapter.....I need inspiration. And yes, he was petting someone. I dunno who.

Anyway...This Chapter's end is in Yusukes POV

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Clank, Clank, Clank The sound of clicking heels echoed throughout the dark hallway. If someone were there, ready to attack, Kurama's presence would easily be given away. But he didn't care. Not now, of course. His motto at the moment was "Let them come to me, or I'll go to them. Either way, someone dies tonight."

He couldn't understand why he was being so protective of Hiei...after all, he had just tried to kill him... Then,....at the same time... he could understand. He wanted to avenge him.He realized that he would feel justified for shooting Hiei if he killed whatever sicko was the honcho of this operation.

-A sudden cold.

Fear clouded his brain.

Why did it get so cold?

Clank, Clank, Clank

The noise was deadly. Though, it wasn't Kurama who was walking. Someone was walking behind him.

"Kurama! I'm surprised you made it this far!" A girl with black hair rested her hand on his shoulder.

"...my 'guardian angel'. Correct?"

"Thats right!"

Kurama heard the sound of steel and metal rubbing together.

"You know,I sense an uneasiness about you. Relax! I'm your friend!"

"...Then why don't you fill me in on whats going on......Hisaki!"

The young Youko spun around just in time to prevent Hisaki from stabbing him in the back with a huge White-Gold katana.

"My friend, eh? Friends don't stab in the back." He said, firmly grasping her shoulders. She fought and kicked vigorously, trying to break free of Kurama's grip. The more she struggled, the tighter Kurama's hold became. "Well, I have some news for you, 'friend'. FRIENDS STAB ONLY IN THE FRONT!!" With that, he literally ripped the sword from her hands, peeling off some skin as well.

Hisaki yelped in pain. Then screamed as Kurama slowly plunged the sword into her stomach. Very slowly. With each passing minute, he plunged a little deeper. Die slow, Satan!

Kurama punched her in the face, leaving her lying there with nothingbut a sword lodged in between her two rib cages and a bloody nose. He turned to continue his journey.

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Kayko was breaking down in loud sobs. "...Is he gon-na be okay, Botan?"

"It's hard to tell, dear. Even though he wasn't shot in any of his vitals, he lost a lot of blood."

"Thats my fault..."

"No! Yusuke!" Botan said, throwing him a remorseful look. "Don't feel bad, you traveled over here as fast as you could."

"Well, this time my fastest wasn't fast enough. Hiei's still dying!"

Kayko stood up, flipping over her chair. "YUSUKE URAMESHI! How dare you talk like that? He won't die. He won't"

"If I believed he wouldn't die...That would be like believing in Faeries!"

"....I....do believe.....in faeries..." came a small sigh. It was almost comical, as the entire room fell silent, only to stare at Hiei, who was forcing a weak smile.
"You...you know....what they said in that story....the one Botan told me......"

She nodded brightly.

"Whenever...someone denies a faerie's existence.......one...falls dead....somplace..." He grunted in pain. "I do believe in Faeries......."

Yusuke shook his head sarcasticly. "I do! I do! I do believe in faeries!" He said in a mock voice. "Well, if faeries do exist, then Yukina will come barging through this door in five seconds!!" As he lifted a boney finger to point at the door, Yukina burst in, falling at the foot of Hiei's bed.

Everyone now diverted their attention to Yusuke....then at a crying Yukina, who lay in a heap on the cold hard-wood floor.

"Hiei...you tried to kill me... why?" She said. For the first time, Hiei saw a pain he thought he never would. As he gazed into his sister's eyes, he saw it. The pain of betrayal. It was too much for him to take... He passed out.

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He had found him. Found the miraculous bastard that had caused all the suffering he was facing now. As he rounded another corner, Kurama was practically embraced by his scent. All suspicions were confirmed.

Kurama quickly turned the knob of the nearest door and barged into the room.

In only a matter of moments, blood and flesh lay littered across the room, flying everwhere, splattering onto Kurama's face. Fists meet rib cages, and villians met rage.

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Last part.

To this day, Kurama never talks about what happened in there. When it does come up in conversation, which is rare, he refers to it as the decisive battle to end all wars. In this case, he had one the battle. And since he had one the battle, he had one the war.

However, not everyone of the Rekai Tentai were victorious in their own battles....And Kurama had lost a few himself...One in particular, that haunts him even to this day.

It sends chills down his spine when he thinks of it. But when he does, tears shed, and good friends embrace. This one loss, is something we all face. Something we all have in common to weep over. Ever since, I have become more mature....Stronger....stronger, for I have experienced pain. Pain, which I am both sad and happy to have come in contact with.

Though, not everyone feels this way. The event was indeed tragic. Hey, no one ever said all change was good. No one ever said all losses were bad. Don't ever live your life feeling guilty or dwelling on the past. Never regret your actions. EVER.. Because in the end, thats what kills us all....
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A/N: Dear readers, do not abandon me yet. This is not the end of the story.