Alright, a few things before we get down to the story here. First of all, I want to apologize for not updating any of my other stories, especially my new one 'Kanzen na Maru.' Events over the last week have left me with just about no time to type and now that I do finally have time this is the only story I really feel like writing. Now, I could force myself to crank out a chapter for one of my other fics, but I find that when I try to do that the chapters are usually no good so I guess we'll just all have to wait until I'm in the right 'mood.'
Secondly, since there is only a few chapter left to this, (yup, that's right, almost done!) my thoughts have been preoccupied recently with thoughts of possible plotlines for another yaoi fic (shonen ai really but yaoi is easier to type). I was thinking about writing on of those mpreg ones. I don't know, what do you guys think? One thing I will say is that no matter what I do, there won't be any lemons in the story. It's not that I don't like lemons or anything (as sad as that is) it's just that I'm terrified of what would happen if my family found it. Just writing shonen ai itself is pushing it, but going further would not be a good thing. So…yeah, there's that.
Last but not least, plushies go out to Celestial Paladin and Ania the Dragonwolf. Tejinashi means magician, or more specifically illusionist or conjuror. I think that's all for now. ON WITH THE FIC!
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Hiei growled impatiently, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe as Tejinashi finished closing a pack that contained a few provisions and the spell book.
"Ready yet?" The impatient fire demon closed his eyes in annoyance. Every moment wasted was one moment farther from reviving his lost fox.
"Calm down, Hiei," a soft alto cooed soothingly in his ear. "Have patience." Hiei's eyes shot opened and he nearly fell from the violence with which he shot forward and away from the wall. That was Kurama's voice, he was sure of it. He had felt the feathery breath on his ear, smelt the faint aroma of roses that clung permanently to his love's being. And yet, here he was, still in Tejinashi's one room cottage.
The blue haired demon looked up as Hiei stumbled into the middle of the room as if the wall had shocked him. Straitening, Tejinashi scrutinized the dazed half-Koorime as he brought his bandaged hand up to message his temples and shook his head faintly.
"Hiei?" he asked, shouldering his bag and taking a step forward, prepaired to brace the demon should he have another…for lack of a better word…attack.
"I'm fine!" Hiei growled, seeing Tejinashi advancing towards him. He felt nauseous and his headache was back once again, but he refused to let this semi-stranger know the full truth about his current…condition. In any case it would have been rather difficult to explain, especially considering that he didn't fully understand what was happening himself.
"Let's just go!" Hiei spun on his heel for the door; his head continuing around long after his body had stopped. He forced back a groan and determinedly headed for the door.
"Right!' Tejinashi cried whether to lighten the mood or to humor his own absurd personality quirks Hiei didn't know. "Let's get us that body!"
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Yusuke and Kuwabara watched in mild boredom as three of the SDF forged a portal between the Ningenkai and the Makai. They had seen this so many times in the past it had really lost all impressiveness and just seemed overly flashy at this point. In a moment the portal was complete and the SDF members stepped aside to allow Yusuke and Kuwabara to pass through. Yusuke took a step forward but Kuwabara suddenly grabbed his arm, effectively stopping him.
"What gives, Kuwabara?" the ex-spirit detective asked in mild surprise.
"Hiei…" Kuwabara whispered, eyes wide and a look of disbelieve plastered on his pale face.
"What?" Yusuke asked, turning to stare at his friend.
"I can sense him…he's here." Kuwabara looked up to meet Yusuke's eyes. "Hiei's here in the Ningenkai!"
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Hiei had to admit he was impressed by Tejinashi's abilities. He had single-handedly opened a portal between the words much more efficiently then a group of those irksome SDF members were capable of achieving. Now he found himself standing at the gates to a large plot of under cared for, overgrown land that was scattered with a variety or rectangles and statues made from a range of materials from cement to marble. Hiei knew this place. He had been there once before. The cemetery.
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Lightening flashed over the twilight lit world, giving clear warning to the rain that had been threatening to fall throughout the day. A lone figure stood silhouetted against the darkening sky on a slight hill in the seemingly disused field that, at first glance, looked merely choked with weeds and riddled with stray rocks.
One rock, however, stood out. It crowned a slight hill and was made of polished black marble. The usual weeds were no where to be found around this black rock. No, the area around this rock had been cleared of overgrowth and fine light green grass grew all over the top of the hill, supporting a small formation of beautiful and sweet smelling flowers. On the polished surface of the rock were the words:
Minamino Suehiro
Devoted Husband
Loving Father
It was by this headstone that the silhouetted figure stood, head bowed, in silence. Another flash of lightening revealed a new, smaller form behind the first, watching with curious and faintly disappointed blood red eyes.
"Kurama." The voice that broke the silence was dark and deep, deeper even then the rolling thunder that threatened to drowned out his word.
"Hiei," the other acknowledged calmly, raising his head but keeping his eyes fixed on the stone before him.
"What are you doing here, fox? It's going to rain." The words were spoken without the slightest bit of curiosity or emotion.
"I was just…visiting," Kurama answered, crouching down to stroke the stem of a bright red rose, coaxing it to lean against the tombstone, almost caressing the smooth marble with its soft pedals.
"Hn," Hiei replied, striding forward until he drew level with his companion. His eyes skimmed the words carved in the onyx marble and he turned a questioning eye on the fox kneeling beside him. "Minamino…your human father?"
Kurama nodded, raising himself to a stand once more. He flinched slightly as Hiei snorted beside him.
"Don't waste sentimentality on corpses who don't feel it either way. The dead gain nothing from this weak show of emotional instability," Hiei lectured, folding his arms and glaring slightly at the tombstone. The fox clenched his fists next to him and Hiei raised his eyes in surprise. Despite his movements, however, when Kurama spoke his voice was as calm as always.
"Even so, it makes me feel better, Hiei." Again a snort rewarded the statement.
"That's absurd," Hiei huffed, closing his eyes against another bolt of lightening. "Has this weak world really diluted you so much as to make you believe that whether you come here and tend this…this…rock or leave it neglected like all the others really matters? There's nothing you can do to bring him back, and therefore all this pointless mourning, especially after so many years, is just wasted time. Even more so considering he was human."
The thunder stuck and before it had even faded from his ears Hiei found the front of his cloak caught in an iron grasp and felt himself raised off his feet. His crimson eyes snapped opened in surprise only to meet stunning emerald irises that had darkened in anger until they were almost black.
"That's enough, Hiei!" Kurama growled in a voice so menacing and threatening that it was usually reserved for hated enemies only. Any retorts Hiei may have had were swallowed in fear, yes fear. Kurama had never looked at him like that before and Hiei, having witness what his friend was capable of when angered, was genuinely afraid of what the enraged fox might do.
"Some of us actually do care about people other then ourselves, you know!" Ouch, that hurt. Even Hiei, the great master at suppressing any and all signs of emotion, couldn't stop a wince from making him cringe at those words. The wince, however, seemed to bring Kurama back to himself because his face slowly lost its dark anger and Hiei's feet made contact with the ground once more shortly followed by the hand relinquishing its grip on his cloak.
"Hiei…" Kurama's voice was shaky and when Hiei looked up he saw that the emerald orbs were wide with conflicting and indiscernible emotions. "G-gomen, Hiei," he said weakly after a moment, turning slowly back to face the black marble tombstone. "I…I just…" he sighed tiredly, passing a hand over his eyes. "You just don't understand, Hiei. It hurts…and it doesn't matter how much time passes…it still hurts…it will always hurt."
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"I understand now, Kurama," Hiei whispered softly, delving a hand into his pocket to touch the crystal heart. "I understand."
"Hmmm? You say something?" Tejinashi asked lightly from his side.
"No," Hiei answered simply. "Come on," he threw over his shoulder as he started walking towards a small hill in the distance where the silhouette of two headstones stood out against the starry sky.
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Gomen it was so short, just kind of a filler chapter really. The climax is just around the corner, where all will finally be revealed! 'Till then, hope you enjoyed this and please review!