Disclaimer: I don't own it, but damn! Who the hell is coming up with these chapter names?

Warnings: THERE IS ANOTHER GUY ON GUY LEMON and a suggestion of it in another part. BEWARE!

Chapter Seven: Savior

My past,

My memories;

Everything reminds me of the special moments we shared.

Even though we are apart, I have not forgotten.

I do wish I could see you again.

So maybe you could sing to me one last time.

All was quiet as Hiei sat alone in the garden. He made himself comfortable in the shade of a small, male Ginkgo tree. He rested against this Ginkgo tree; eyes closed. He had a meditative appearance as warm wind blew through ebony locks. As usual, he showed no expression, but occasionally sighed, as heavy breaths merged with strong breezes.

He was desperately trying to sort out the thoughts that recently began to haunt him, and he was failing miserably. There was something he had to say; something he had to say to Yoko; but he had no idea of how he was going to say it. There were so many, too many, memories rushing to him all at once. And it all looked like a mess of photographs spread across a surface.

He was so deep in the thoughts that haunted him that it must've distracted his other senses. His surroundings were forgotten about and he didn't notice the presence in the garden that was nearing him. That's why he was startled when there was a soft voice whispered in his ear.

"Hello," it flowed teasingly into his ear, with thin lips brushing against it faintly.

"Shit…" Hiei's eyes shot open in his surprise. He grabbed his heart in startle.

Yoko quietly laughed, and Hiei glared at him. One man's joke was the other one's embarrassment, and Hiei didn't like the joke at all. And as Yoko's laughter died down Hiei relaxed.

"Welcome home," he said sarcastically, crossing his arms, and there was a small kiss on his cheek from the platinum haired kitsune youkai.

Yoko sat under the tree next to Hiei and pulled the smaller one in close to his own body. Hiei was almost on his lap practically. He leaned back, resting his head up against Yoko's warm and living corpse. They looked up at the leaves in blissful silence. The sun was welcoming that day. After thinking about it Yoko decided to break the silence with a question he had longed to ask.

"Hiei, why do you love cherry blossoms?" There was seriousness in his speech.

There was a pause of silence before the fire demon sighed. There was a mixed expression on his face as it seemed that this moment was inevitable and the wind came up again to comfort and reassure him. He looked down.

"They remind me of my first love. Her name was Sakura."

"I see."

"She loved cherry blossoms and she loved her name. She was often sad, because her mother mistreated and disowned her. It was so bad that she had to call her 'madam' just like the servants. What am I talking about? She was a servant. And if she acted in any other manner she would be punished, most of the time, brutally."

"Poor thing…"

"Yes. Growing up she didn't have any friends, except for Sukino, her younger sister. Later on she met me, but I only played a small part. Sukino was adored by their mother and was the only one who could protect Sakura. There was one thing though; Sukino was very frail and often sick. Eventually she succumbed to an illness that took her life. Sakura was alone and vulnerable again."

"So, she ran away, leaving everything behind, including you."

"Yes. But, I understand, that's why I'm still searching for her."

Yoko's heart started to throb in pain. That alone meant he loved her, and still does. And though at first there was nothing wrong with it, but she could still be alive. Yoko didn't like the thought of Hiei being in love with someone else that could possibly still have breath in them. And then he realized what he was thinking. He was jealous of Sakura, and frankly, it shocked him.

Yoko let go of his embrace. Hiei looked up at him confused, but then ignored it and turned his head to look at the ground. Yoko sat back, leaning against the tree; looking up at the beautiful leaves.

"So, after all that has happened you still want to find her?"

"You never lose your first love."

Yoko laughed at himself. A word of truth was what he needed to realize how stupid he was being. He couldn't believe the ridiculous thoughts he was just having. He was being plain retarded and his unexplainable laughter left Hiei lost.

"Ignore me. I'm being childish," Yoko assured Hiei.

Hiei looked at him weird before taking a deep breath and speaking again. "So, now that I've told, tell me about the tomato plant."

Yoko smiled a little bit. Of course there was some type of exchange that had to be done. He looked over at the little humble looking tomato plant, just there as it danced in the breeze. A sad expression came over his face.

"You've asked before and I didn't answer. I'm still not ready to talk about recent happenings."

"Recent? You mean Hatsutori?"

"Yes. And you know that all this originally belonged to her."

At that moment Yoko stood up and walked away, leaving Hiei behind with his small guilt. He watched Yoko venture out of the garden and into the house. Knowing what he must do, he sighed.

Yoko wondered through the house aimlessly. He eventually found himself walking into the bedroom, but he had no particular destination, he just needed and wanted to be alone. He needed a quiet area to think.

Walking in his hand swept over the chair. The chair Sayomi would sit in. The same chair he found Hiei sitting in. He had an odd feeling when he touched it. It was this feeling he would get when thought about Hiei and Sayomi before she died, and even Kuronue before her; and he knew what it was.

Now knowing and understanding his feelings he admitted to himself the fear he felt then. Every time he wanted to spend eternity from someone they were always stolen from him by the greatest thief called Death. And he was getting tired of seeing the blood of those he cared for.

He laid down on the bed as he began remembering way back, when it all started. He remembered feeling silky ebony locks between his fingers as he combed through Kuronue's hair. But, his memories of him did not stop there. It was so long ago, but even though he had built up enough strength to ignore it, he always remembered, and always would.

He was sitting under a tree, a silver kitsune excited about the next day, and the mission that was to be completed. His plan was flawless. They would be in and out without anyone noticing, and someone did see them they would have it handled.

He felt a hand on his shoulder as someone sat next to him. Yoko turned to see who it was; Kuronue smiled at him with a seductive glint in his sexy blue eyes. His skin fairly seemed to glow in the light of the moon, so soft and velvety. Yoko could hardly resist the temptation to reach out and stroke his pale cheek.

"So…for tonight?" The bat demon rested his other hand on Yoko's chest.

Now it was impossible for Yoko to resist as his hand explored the softness of Kuronue's cheek. Yoko smirked when his thumb brushed across lovely lips. As much as he didn't want to he had to control himself because of the limitations of their unique relationship. But, maybe just once; then what difference would it make? Kuronue started to blush as Yoko leaned forward with a hungry smile.

"You know me all to well," Yoko whispered instead. Kuronue relaxed, but was a bit disappointed. It was soon forgotten when his neck was being sucked on by the silver kitsune.

Laying him on the ground Yoko began to strip Kuronue. Knowing his role Kuronue remained silent until the heat of his passion made it unbearable for Kuronue to silence his feelings. After one long moan Kuronue whispered his haunting secret.

"Yoko, I love you."

In his surprise Yoko paused to stare at his disheveled friend, baffled as to the true meaning of his words. Kuronue cursed his own stupidity. He knows that for things like this he wasn't supposed to develop these feelings. Now, he was afraid that he would lose even these moments where he could be so close to Yoko.

Yoko smirked again and caught Kuronue's lips in a kiss. Before Kuronue could even process what was going on Yoko freed his trapped lips and whispered softly in his ear; lips brushing against it. "I love you, too."

Yoko kissed him again and Kuronue, on his own will, submitted to Yoko completely. Kuronue opened his mouth and encouraged the entrance of Yoko's tongue, but he didn't need it. Yoko explored Kuronue's mouth freely. And the whole night their mouths never parted as they truly made love for the first time.

Remembering that the day after that was the day that Kuronue died for him, and he was so confused about what he should do now. His thoughts must have made him weary, because he had dozed off.

--In his dream a song played in the background. It was a slow and sad song. At first he had seen Kuronue. He held him in his arms a while before Kuronue kissed his cheek and released himself from Yoko's embrace. Kuronue started to walk away and soon disappeared as blood poured onto Yoko's hands and tears ran down his cheeks.

But, shortly after Sayomi showed up with her usual smile. With her hand she wiped away Yoko's tears and then pulled out a wet cloth and cleaned off the blood on Yoko's hands. He smiled and hugged her as well until she spit up blood everywhere before becoming limp in his arms. She soon disintegrated as well.

He fell to his knees as rain began to pour over him. When he was staring at the ground in despair he saw feet step up to him. He looked up and it was Hiei staring down at him. He sat up, but the ground below him disappeared. Hiei reached down to grab his hand, but he fell too fast and continued to fall into a black hole.—

He woke suddenly after about a half an hour's rest, and there was the aroma of herbal tea in the air and a small hand combing through his metallic colored hair. He noticed that his head was in Hiei's lap. When he turned his head to look up at Hiei's face he looked apologetic and worried. When Hiei looked so sad it always seemed to break Yoko's heart.

"I brought some tea."

"I see. Thank you."

Hiei poured tea for the both of them. After handing Yoko a cup he sat down on the bed with his own. Yoko took a sip while Hiei just stared at his cup sadly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"If you had, you wouldn't have asked."

Yoko's soft smile was hesitate and didn't hide the pain in his eyes, but he knew that at this time that wasn't something that should hold him back anymore. He placed his cup on the table silently and then took Hiei's cup and did the same. The kitsune motioned for Hiei to come closer; to be present in his arms. As the fire youkai moved Yoko pulled him into his lap. Hiei was wrapped in the scent and warmth of the other as Yoko embraced him in a desperate matter; a scared manner.

But, this was welcoming to Hiei, and he even buried his face in the fox's chest, taking in more of Yoko's scent; more of his warmth; more of what he loved. And the more of Yoko he was taking in, the more he wanted. In his growing desire Hiei stretched up caught Yoko's pale lips in a kiss; his lips; no one else's; just his. And even in his surprise Yoko returned the kiss, and even deepened the kiss.

A smirk formed on the face of the kitsune as he slipped a hand under Hiei's shirt, and it explored the small body that was at its mercy. The cold fingers received a sigh when they discovered a nipple and they began to expertly play. And then he shivered when another cold hand touched his back, and Yoko laid him down. But, Hiei grabbed on to the other's shirt frantically when he tried to pull away from hungry lips, but his impulsive action failed.

The sexy smirk on the kitsune's face grew when he witnessed the hopeless need the other had for him. He bent over to his bitch's ear and whispered seductively "I love you."

Hiei tensed in surprise. No one had ever said those three words to him, and despite the "excitement" at the moment he could tell it was real. Yoko always hated fakes and never counted on cheap tricks to get what he wanted. And realizing this he realized something else as well, but Yoko was also an impatient bastard.

--BEWARE OF LEMON--

Yoko's lips acquainted themselves with Hiei's neck and his whole train of thought was gone. Kisses traveled up Hiei's chin and then a small one on his lips before his shirt was gone. Yoko's expert hands traveled down the slim body and invited themselves in Hiei's pants and grabbed Hiei's semi-erection, but obviously not anymore. His back arched as Hiei threw his head back and moaned. Yoko looked pleased as he kissed the other again.

Hiei was already breathing heavier as his pants were being removed by the kitsune. And now overcame, Hiei grabbed the waistline of Yoko's pants and started to slip them down. Yoko grabbed one hand and kissed Hiei's thin fingers, and with his other hand he helped set himself free. Hiei, with his free hand, explored what he could of "his" Yoko. Yoko laughed at the smaller one's curiosity.

Yoko kissed Hiei's cheek before putting three fingers in the fire demon's hot mouth. Hiei knew what was going to happen next and neither one could wait. After a short while Yoko withdrew the fingers, but not purposelessly. Hiei moaned quietly when he felt one of the wet fingers enter him, and he continued as Yoko expertly entered more fingers into the tight space. Yoko removed the fingers when Hiei was ready.

Yoko replaced his fingers with his own arousal, making sure to be careful. Hiei gasped in surprise and tensed at first. Yoko moved, and he relaxed, and so it began. Yoko thrusted in and out of Hiei, making sure to hit Hiei's stiff each time.

Hiei felt like he had died in the middle of his sexual rapture, experiencing pain and pleasure at the same time. He bit his lip, trying to keep in his gratified moans, but Yoko was an evil bastard and wouldn't have that. Hiei nearly screamed when cold hands touched the hardened area and began to pump.

As the night wore on it was getting harder for them to breath, but it was about to come to a close. Both had lost any rational thought, and now they were running on instinct. But, Hiei was close to his climax. With an "oh my god" Hiei came all over Yoko's hand and torso. It was only a couple of seconds later when Yoko came and with a long groan spilt his seed into Hiei.

Yoko collapsed to the side of Hiei, out of breath, and out of energy. After they regained their breath they looked at each other for a while before they laughed about what just happened. Hiei sat up during the laughter, shaking his head in disbelief. And soon the laughter died and there was silence again.

--END OF LEMON--

"I love you." Hiei whispered awkwardly, like he was testing how the words would sound when he said them.

Yoko, a completely different person now, smiled at the unsure kawaii youkai. He sat up and kissed the small one like he had done many times.

"I know," Yoko then moved closer to Hiei's ear, "that's why I'm going to tell you a secret. If you look behind the tomato plant you'll see a vase."

"A vase?"

Yoko's face went sad for a second and then he smiled again. "In the vase are ashes of a girl whom I loved and her son whom I never got to see."

"Oh I see. Kinda." Hiei's face showed his slight confusion.

Yoko laughed. "Sayomi's favorite food was tomatoes."

Hiei said nothing in response, but instead looked up at Yoko. When he saw that Yoko had made peace with that part of his life he smiled a little. But, then he remembered something he had heard about Sayomi and others like her.

"Do you—" But before Hiei could ask he was cut off by soft lips on his own. He closed his eyes and let it drop. Everything was so right as they were consumed by the light from the moon watching over them. It was so right.

No author notes during this chapter! A miracle! I'm patting myself on the back. (Pat, pat) ANYWAYS! I know I have typos. I read it like three times and I saw the typos! I just can't fix them right now. It's hard to explain. TWO MONTHS! IT TOOK ME TWO MONTHS! I think... WELL obviously it was more. Wasn't it? I don't know anymore. I'm tired and I'm probably gonna get caught. (DON'T LOCK ME UP! BAD THINGS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU!) So...read, masturbate, review (about the story, not your masturbation). I love you and bishounen. Save the trees, kill the world! Weed, trees, die. Love, muffins and ADIEU!