Ok, ok, I'll work on this again, why I don't know. Lessee here, first off I gonna say that that whatever happens, happens. I've tried to plan out the story in my head, but to no avail. So I'm just gonna type away and see what I get. Who knows this may be the last chapter and the conclusion to this little story. Want some peanuts? Here you go, now go read the story, I'll wait for you at the end, and if you're good I'll give you some more hehehe.
Are we in Tiananmen? Cuz I see a square! Heh, heh oh yea!
Chapter Twenty-Three: Confrontation
Yoko Kurama, stood ankle deep in the coming tide, the whipping winds of Natalie's storm blowing out his silvery hair which stood out in stark contrast to the darkening clouds around the island. On the horizon, a darkened figure drew ever closer to the shore. The yoko was starting to have conflicting thoughts of the youkai that was swimming toward him. Why now? Why are the feelings hitting me now? Guilt, anguish, sorrow, all of it…why now? I thought I rid myself of my conscience. The yoko stumbled and almost fell to his knees, but he regained his composure within seconds. Heh, that's all it was, a relapse… nothing serious. I don't need you Hiei or anyone else for that matter…
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Hiei struggled against the waves and wind. The pattering rain obscured his vision, but the island was growing bigger and bigger on the horizon as he closed in. The black haired youkai drew in a deep breath as he dove under the water as a huge wave came crashing down from behind him. The winds of the weather witch were still in full force around the island. As he struggled to the surface he struggled to repress his thoughts of the kitsune he loved so, but it was all in vain. The memories came rushing into him as if the dam that held them back had broke loose.
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What the hell? That's me… Hiei stood there watching himself walk into the forest where Yusuke had trained with Genkai to obtain the spirit orb. Hiei followed himself into a clearing that was shrouded with mist and darkness. The fire apparition gasped as he realized what this was. Wait! This is when… a voice rang out from among the trees. "Hiei, glad to see you responded to my request of meeting me." Kurama fell from the tangled mass of branches above and landed gracefully on his feet. As Hiei watched he was suddenly filled with longing for his red haired lover. He walked over to him and reached out to touch him but his hand went right through the kitsune. And although their eyes met, the kitsune was looking through them and into the eyes of the memory Hiei standing behind him. The youkai stepped aside realizing it was just his memory, and he'd have to watch it unfold the same way it had that very day.
The kitsune smiled again, looking at the memory version of Hiei. "Hiei, I have to tell you something." The memory just stared him down with an unchanging face, the one that held no emotion, one that he always wore no matter what he was feeling. "We have been together for a long time now and well…" Hiei's eyes never left Kurama's as he spoke. Kurama offered him a small smile, one which Hiei would learn to take comfort in within a span of a few days. Hiei fell to his knees as he watched the day's events unfurl. He shut his eyes, he knew what came next, and he couldn't bear to watch it. Kurama leaned over and kissed Hiei. Hiei opened his eyes to watch the two. When Kurama pulled away, the memory of Hiei looked the same. He had the same blank look. Hiei wanted to go over there and make him a little more grateful, until he remembered it was him, and he couldn't change the past no matter what… He remembered the nights that would follow in those woods that would come after that encounter, and he thought he showed the gratitude in a way only lovers could. The words "I love you" were really never spoken, but they were understood, which is what was important, or so Hiei thought. The youkai fell to his knees unable to bear the memories any longer. He must stop thinking of him, it was weakening him. How could he stand against the very person he cares for? He couldn't, he had to force the memories away, and down. He had to forget everything and face him with no feelings at all…
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Hiei bolted up wide awake with the pang of sadness radiating from his normally empty heart. After a while he realized that he was lying down on a soft sandy beach. He looked around but there were no others, but he could sense the aura of a particularly strong demon fox. Kurama… he thought, this will all end soon… he got up and checked to make sure his katana was still in its sheath under his cape/robe/thingie (I don't remember what it's called… cloak maybe?) and felt the cold handle in his tight grasp. "Kurama, it is time." The winds of the storm blew the sand of the beach in every direction. Each grain that hit the black dragons face made a small cut, just enough to draw blood. He reached up and gathered a drop from his cheek, and stared at it. It was like a bright ruby among the dreary skies. Hmph, soon there will be much more of this. A demon will die today. The blood drop upon his forefinger darkened as it hardened, the color of ugliness was to much for him to bear so he licked it off his finger before moving on to the tournament ground, where the demon fox Yoko was waiting.
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Kurama sat on one of the tournament benches that were flung into the center of ring during the fight between Toguro and Yusuke, he laughed at the memory. And how now, both were dead. His mind lingered in a haze like state, weary from the conflicting battle that was being waged in his head between Yoko and Kurama.
Get out, enough people suffered already! Kurama refused to be silent.
Leave Kurama, you are weak, you wanted this, you wanted me back, now I'm here, you are going to have to deal with me. Yoko wanted to scream to get the weakling out.
I am not going any where, you and I, despite your atrocities, are the same person, I am just a different part of the mind…I can never leave you as long as the memory is here. Yoko grabbed his head.
I refuse! Leave me at once! The yoko's long fingernails dug into the side of his head, and Kurama's voice was silent once again. Heh I won…blood ran down his face. And his mind drifted back to the approaching threat, Hiei. Why the hell did I let him live? Why didn't I kill him when I found him on the beach? He knew the answer but didn't want to admit it to himself. It was the love from Kurama that made him pull the unconscious body up from the approaching tide so he wouldn't drown. Well Kurama, you are gone for now. You can't save him from me anymore. Once he is gone, so will my weakness…The brooding kitsune's thoughts were interrupted abruptly by a voice that echoed through the abandoned arena.
"Kurama!" Hiei stepped up through the doorway. "You have to die." His face was caked with dried blood from the sand storm. Yoko stood up and smiled.
"Siding with spirit world as well as the humans they so love to protect huh?" Hiei smiled as well.
"Not exactly, I'd like nothing more to see the death of all humans, but it what you did to me, the breaking of my trust, that is the reason why you must die."
"Are you sure it's not the breaking of your heart? Is that why you want to kill me?" The yoko smile grew bigger and he chuckled. "You poor wretched fool, you loved someone and they turned their back on you and now you want revenge huh?" The black dragon could feel his anger boiling deep down inside and said nothing. His response to the retort was the drawing of his katana, the sound of steel rang out its arrival. "So it comes to this, Hiei?" Still no response from him. The yoko laughed "You know Hiei, if Kurama didn't like you so much I'd ask for you to stay!" Hiei's anger dulled a notch as his curiosity was piqued. "If Kurama didn't love you, I would have you stay with me…" The yoko grimaced "but his weakness is also mine, so you must die!" Before the last word were muttered he was already charging at the fire apparition who stood calmly with his katana ready, about to parry his lover's alternate identity's attack.
Ok guys, I'm lame I know. I started this way before Valentines Day and had to change it to St. Patrick's day, and then Easter, but now I ran out of holidays, so happy… uhhh March 30th! Or Happy Wednesday! I have a completely different mindset now then back at the beginning of this chapter so you can see a definite mood change. Lol I don't care though. Oh and Nikki thanks for the movie and stuff! I know I haven't been on lately, but idk sorry, I wanted to talk to you but neither of us are on at same time. I'll send your movie and stuff back soon. Yay! And the card is awesome! Go Hotohori! It's not my fault he looks like a woman… well if I feel like it I'll have more chapter soon. If I aint busy! Hehehe, oh I in weird state of mind! Oh and suck this Nintendo fans! Yes you Jeremy! Bragging about your gamecube and resident evil 4 and saying that soul caliber 2 for GC is so much better than the PS2 one… BUT HA! SOUL CALIBUR 3 IS ONLY FOR PS2! HA JEREMY HA! SERVES YOU RIGHT! Well I shouldn't be yelling at you though since I is buying your GC eh he . Oh well so long folks! HERE IS A SONG JUST FOR YOU!
I'm gonna fight em off- A seven nation army couldn't hold me back- They're gonna rip it off- Taking their time right behind my back- And I'm talking to myself at night-Because I cant forget- Back and forth through my mind- Behind a cigarette- And the message coming from my eyes- Says leave it alone- Don't want to hear about it- Every single ones got a story to tell- Everyone knows about it- From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell- And if I catch it coming back my way- I'm gonna serve it to you- Andthat aint what you want to hear, But that's what Ill do- But that's what Ill do- And the feeling coming from my bones- Says find a home- I'm going to Wichita- Far from this opera for evermore- I'm gonna work the straw- Make the sweat drip out of every pore- And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding- Right before the lord- All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will think- No more- And the stains coming from my blood - Tell me go back home (Seven Nation Army, The White Stripes)