Notes: well, here is, the second chapter, hope you like it, it's very weird but not so short like the other one. Please send reviews and correct any mistakes you see.

Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, you know that perfectly well.

Warning: This is a yaoi fic. And a KuramaxHiei. Don't like it, don't read it.

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Chapter 2: Reality and Fiction

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Hiei was walking slowly down the hill. As the thought of Kurama came to his mind a sensation of calmness appeared. He stopped suddenly. What?. He had came to the cemetery to visit his dead mother, but instead he found a gravestone with his name. "Shuichi Minamino, 1860-1885". Hiei was shocked.

"He was real". That was the first thought, and the only one he had about Kurama. That was weird. Not many people dream with dead ones. And then he thought about him, about his part in that extremely rare dream. He wasn't dead, was he?. No, thinking about that kind of things couldn't be right. Something was happening to him!.

-.Excuse me … Are you OK, Sir?. –a pale red-haired boy was standing by him, Hiei was surprised, but said nothing, he was like … he was exactly like … Kurama!. The red-haired one looked at him with a indecipherable kind of look.

-.You know, he was the father of my grandpa. –Hiei looked at him slowly, the wind was getting stronger and turned over the boy's hair. -.He died at the age of 25, he was very young, he had a girlfriend, after he died she had a baby. Mi grandfather of course. But he had an affair, with a guy called … oh, I don't remember … but he worked in a fabric, and Shuichi really, really loved him. –

"Tell me the name!. Tell me the name!" but the guy didn't told him the name, he couldn't remember. Hiei knew it, he knew the name perfectly well, and the sensation of calmness left him immediately. The red-haired boy stared at him with a familiar look … Kurama's look.

-.My name is Shuichi Minamino, as him. –he pointed to the gravestone. -.I look like him too. My grandfather always say he was very kind and smart, I am too. But, guess I'm not enough. –Hiei looked at him and laughed with a cruel expression.

-.Sucks to be you. –and then he left.

"I can't be transported to another time, to another land. It was a dream!. Damn!. It was only a dream!. Can't be real!. Can't be me! ….".

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Kurama had stopped the car at his department. Asked Hiei to come with him, and Hiei (not very sure about it) accepted the invitation. Kurama really liked Hiei, really liked him.

-.What the hell are we doing here?. –yelled Hiei, he almost couldn't see Kurama's face, it was dark and no sound was heard. -.Are you hearing me?. –He realized Kurama was hearing him. He could heard his breath over his neck, and started feeling nervous.

-.Where are we?. –even in the middle of the darkness, Kurama didn't felt very comfortable with that answer. In spite of that, he felt better with the lights out. -.Get off of me!. –he shouted, Hiei was really angry, Kurama touched his hair, it felt so good, and his skin was so soft.

-.Damn!. I said GET OFF OF ME!. –Kurama obeyed. What was he doing?. Then he smiled, Hiei was very surprised, then Hiei smiled and touch his lips with his finger, Kurama looked and Hiei laughed. Was he trying to prove something?.

-.So … you work in the fabric. Right?. –Hiei smiled and nodded, the red-haired man looked at him with a strange kind of look. -.Well … I mean … you worked there. Now you work for me. –Hiei's smile suddenly left his face.

-.You mean … I will never see my brother again?. –the question was asked with innocence and Kurama felt guilty, and then, when Hiei didn't get his answer he understood everything. Almost everything. His only family … he was going to take him away from his family.

-.It's not what it seems. Hiei … -but he was not listening … not any more. He left the room, and when the door was closed, Kurama could see his red eyes shining in the darkness for a last more time. Nothing last, nothing's for everything. But … some things are not so far from eternity.

-.How weak. –Kurama smiled. -. you're still a child. And you're weak … weak. –

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-.A dream?. –Hiei nodded, Jack didn't seem to be surprised, he was just looking at him, he could hear words coming out from his mouth, but he didn't understand them. How could he understand?. -.And then … this morning … after the funeral … you met this guy, who, occasionally was called as him. Right?. –

-.Huh … guess you don't believe me. Do you?. –Jack turned over him, he was going to say something, Hiei could notice it. But when he was going to speak … he suddenly stopped. -.Answer me!. –then Hiei exploited … and realized about something … he was acting … just like … in that dream.

-.Hiei … I know it sounds weird, but … whatever happens, I'll be able to stand firm. Just … remember that. –for one minute Hiei felt Jack as the brother he'd never been.

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