I decided to make it a short series- or so it is right now XD. I don't quite know why, but I'm really getting into the story!... No I don't like putting them (Kurama and Hiei) through torture... but... :zips mouth: Anyway, there is more to come so just wait! It's odd, in my opinion, how things happen so just... wait and read XD...

Anyway, enjoy and thanks to my reviewers: mitsukai (thanks! XD I did try and edit as best as I could hehe. I'm glad you liked it! Here's the some more!), Jessica (thanks! XD), and kuramaismine (Hehe thanks! Here's the next chapters and perhaps a few answers! C;)


The figure rocked back and forth on the ground, refusing to move from his spot. It had been this way ever since the other left...

His hair, a once striking black, now laid limp, overgrown, and down his back. His eyes that once instilled fear, were dulled with sleepless nights.

"Hiei, will you please eat, if not for yourself, than for me?" the soft voice was the only one to ever truly reach his ears after what had happened years ago.

With a small grunt he looked up with unfocused eyes before grabbing at the volunteered meal. His teeth chewed but he felt not the rush of flavors or the fullness the food offered the otherwise empty stomach.

The girl watched her brother eat and her sorrow went out to him, whether he wished for it or not.

Years, only two to be exact, had passed since Kurama had left, yet he still suffered. The worst part of it all was, though he felt the squeezing of his heart, he knew not what to do about it. It drove him mad, until finally, he closed himself to all.

His term for the Rekai was now long over, yet he could not return to the Makai in search for the fox... The ability to fight with his youki was cut off, most likely due to his turmoil and the affects that had on the Jagan... It left him to fall completely into a solid state of worthlessness.

With no longer being able to protect the life of his sister, he lost all hope on everything. For his own life revolved around that one thing, or so he thought...

"Yo, Hiei, how are you doing today?" another voice asked, weighed down by the deepness that came with maturing.

The former fire demon made no move, his eyes gazing off into space.

"Yeah... Well, it took a long time and crap but..." he trailed off, knowing the small broken man was still paying no mind to him.

"Right... Um, Kuwabara bring him in, the wards are already in place."

A tall young man huffed as he dragged a still struggling creature behind him, "Urameshi, I'm not sure if this ki leash was the best idea... I think it's hurting him–"

Yusuke muttered a few choice curses before picking the creature up by its scruff, "Play nice now..."

The man would have added more such as, "You heartless bastard!", had it not been for his gain of control over his own will. Nonetheless, it didn't stop him from tossing the thing like a rag doll into a wall.

Not even the slamming of a door disturbed the demon's solitude nor had the loud yelp made by the animal.

Shakily the creature regained his bearings and shook himself off, only then did he come to realize more certainly another in the room.

From where he now stood, the other looked fairly familiar, yet, he couldn't believe it to be him.

Tentatively the fox approached, first eyeing him from the back before circling to the front. His golden eyes searched the red, yet they didn't, couldn't, meet with the crimson ones... It was him, it was Hiei...

"Hiei...?"

If possible, the other stiffened more, though still nothing occurred.

Kurama sat there, ears twitching and tails fidgeting but just the same, doing nothing other then staring blankly at the dark one.

"Nice hair, must be hard to run with," the fox said not being able to think of anything else.

The last thing the golden abysses saw of Hiei was a smudge of black before suddenly he was pulled into the air by a force behind him, "Two years... Haven't been able to do that..."

A struggle was put forth by the fox, "Stop."

He stilled for the moment, "What the fuck, Hiei!"

"I hate you," he hissed out, his voice raspy with two years of no use.

"Great, than tell them that! It wasn't like I wanted to come here!"

This only made things worse off, the grip tightening around his throat only to be thrown into a wall once again.

He yelped as his back slammed against the solid barrier, his form falling limp to the floor.

"You left... m-my power left... I'm... cold, so cold..." the other whispered as he returned to his spot on the floor to rock back and forth.

He stumbled to sit up, but once he had, he wondered if his old friend even realized that he was really here.

He barked out a laugh, "Alright, this is some type of joke, isn't? Okay, I apologize, happy? But nonetheless I'm going back to the Makai. Being here brings back..." he drew out his last thought, seeing nothing twitch on the still figure.

A few calls of his friend's name didn't help, it seemed only when his head nudged at the other's arm did it finally awakened him.

The eyes blinked lightly and gazed down from their spot before they glazed over, "Fools... They're fools... they'll never find him... He's gone, long gone... gone, gone forever... forever gone..."

"Hiei...? Are you–"

"Kurama?..." the same soft voice from this morning asked as she closed the door softly behind her.

He quirked his head to the side in question.

"H-How have you been?..." she meekly enquired as her form drew closer to that of her brother's.

Kurama bowed his head, "What happened... to him?"

"Hiei, brother?"

The black hair moved with his motions to look up.

"How are you today?"

He grunted, his eyes drifting back down to the wooden floor of the temple room.

"What happened to him?" he asked again, a bit more forceful.

Yukina turned to him, "He's been this way for quite awhile... basically ever since you left. I can't say I truly know what happened, but it unquestioningly was done because of your absence... At first... no one saw him spiraling down into... this, but they had noticed his lack in ability to use his powers... He couldn't even run as fast as Yusuke in the end..."

"Why do you point the blame at me though?" he almost growled out, but caught himself.

A light pink tickled her cheeks as she gently ran her hand through Hiei's hair, "He doesn't talk often... but when he does, it's always something about having lost his warmth underneath the morning trees... You did leave him in a forest, in the morning, right?"

An old pain pounded in his chest, he had been selfish, he had been absent minded. Why didn't he notice Hiei indeed had a heart and as such, did endure pains it brought along.

"Kurama...? Why are you... in your fox form?"

"It... deals with pain better than my others." he supplied in a claim tone.

"May-Maybe... if you were to shift into your ningen form... Hiei would respond?"

The silver fox held up his nose in such a way that told his negative answer.

Yukina's lip quivered lightly as her hand ceased its movement, her eyes holding back the salty tears, "Why? I mean, I thought you were his best friend?... If I recall correctly, you even confessed your love for him to me those many years ago, before I knew he was even my brother... So why?"

"This form holds no emotions. To change back into Shuichi would mean I would also have to regain those damned feelings... So, no."

"B-but, everyone has some type of feelings, ningen or not! They must just be different... For, I have emotions even if I'm Koorime! Hiei does too, as well as Yusuke and Koenma... If you don't do this... you're just- just heartless!"

Her tears leaked down her cheeks, solidifying in midair before hitting the floor in a few small clicks.

Hiei's hands gripped at his pants, his Jagan glowing out of control from beneath the ward placed upon it.

His sister stepped back shock stilling the tears in place, "Brother?"

His face didn't turn towards her as his thick voice spoke again, "I made you cry..."

"W-what? Oh... Oh! Hiei, no you didn't, I swear! I... um... I just–"

A crimson spot showed through the ward as Hiei curled tighter in on himself, visibly shaking.

"What the hell's wrong with him now?"

"I don't know exactly what... I think... it has something to do with him wanting to protect me... I can only guess that he has never been one to cry... so his Jagan does... with blood."

"And he called me pathetic–"

"It's only because he never really had a childhood! He couldn't have had any time to really learn to deal with showing his feelings!" she defended.

"Yukina! What did I say before! Leave the shrimp and the ass alone!" came a thick, arrogant shout.

She hesitantly crept to the door, "Kuwabara, I just cannot–"

He opened the door and gave the shorter one a look, "He has to deal with what he caused himself."

"But he... he won't! He has actually reverted back to the cold-hearted youko of legends–" she pleaded but was cut short by a large finger.

The look he gave her was one of slight hope, "He was the smartest of us all, I'm sure he hasn't. After all, he wouldn't want to disgrace his mom that way, he has more honor than that!" he gave a large goofy smile before showing the girl out and closing the door again.

"As if a ningen deserves honor," he huffed, his nose scrunching up.

His sight set upon the lump of black in the middle of the room, "Sad excuse for a demon."

"I... know," he admitted softly, more as if he were speaking to himself. Nonetheless, the response stunned the fox.

"I thought you said once you'd rather die than live without purpose. Isn't that what you would call this?"

His eyes locked with the gold from beneath his arm that lay grasping at his legs,"Then... do the honors of killing me... The others refused... I will only let those stronger then what I once was kill me...I suppose you'll have to do..."

"Hmph, I don't kill those who go beg for it."

Hiei's eyes glazed over again, returning back to it's original state, "So close, so far, from the toast, from the star..."

"What the..." the silver head quirked to the side in slight question and amusement.

"One wishes on a star and shares that toast with friends, but that wish is always so far, and the ones that matter the most are close... but you never realize this until too late..." he explained in an almost childlike voice, had it not been so deep.

"So now you speak?" Kurama laughed out.

"She... was listening before... I've hurt her enough... she doesn't need to hear my voice, it only causes her more pain..." the whisper was as soft as the wind and just as impassive.

"So why stay? Why say you hate me in front of her?" the fox snorted.

"As I said... when you left... my powers did... I couldn't hold back that truth, for I do..."

The amber eyes rolled in irritation, "Don't put the blame on me, it is yourself, dumbass. Plus, your powers seemed to be working a few moments ago!"

"Yukina is right... you have emotions in all forms... For, if you can show anger, as you now are, you can show all feelings..." Hiei muttered out, his small hands going to his forehead to pull at the dirtied ward.

He was ready with some witty remark but his thoughts stopped as the other's Jagan was seen. It looked to have scars around it and the once violet iris was now black or at the very least a very dark purple.

The black hair veiled in front of the pale demon's face, hiding him, "Who knew that a Jagan could change color... or that when it happens it feels as though you're getting it implanted all over again..."

"Idiot... Remove the wards so I can at least get out of this damn place. I sick of this already."

Hiei shook his head as a hand rose to touch the wall. Right away his fingers were burnt by the sparks, but they remanded against it, as if not feeling it at all.

A growl rose as foot steps were heard rushing towards the room.

The sparks were going crazy by now, almost engulfing his hand in flames, "Closest warmth I can get..."

He pulled it back and hid it within his sleeve as his eyes again glazed over and his unharmed hand making quick work of replacing the ward on his jagan.

The small figure slowly rose, his cloak giving off faintly how thin he had become. He waited before the door and once it opened he left, leaving behind him a wide eyed Kuwabara and Yusuke.

The fox gave off as much as a smirk as he could before trying his hand at leaving. He, on the other hand, was glared at and the door closed too close to his nose for comfort.

He paced back and forth in the small room, needing to escape. No sooner was it thought that the window was opened from the outside. Right away he jumped onto the sill, only again to be greeted with the indifferent Hiei who 'hn'ed before walking off.

Hesitantly Kurama followed the retreating figure only to be insulted, "What are you, a homeless dog? I thought you wanted to leave. Well, leave..."

"You hate it here, so tell me the true reason you stay. It doesn't matter that you have no powers, you still have your sword skills."

"At one time I perhaps would have told you, now I shall not..."came his harsh whisper. His legs seemed to jerk ever so often, as if they had not moved in a long time, though that may be true.

Kurama now saw the full length of the black hair, it was down to his knees and the white that once was a cute star burst looked merely like highlights now. The gravity defying spikes were long gone.

"You told me this much already, why not that?" he chuckled lightly.

"Because... because you no longer understand these ningens... and it took me this long to understand them... and now that I do, I understand what you once said about them... but now I have no one to talk to about that..." he jumped into his old sitting place in the trees before again hugging at his knees.

Another pang went through Kurama and he growled, "Oh stop that shit! You're not making me stay!"

"Nor am I trying to... So leave... Returning to your pals in the Makai, tell them I am no more and that it was you who had killed the forbidden child... You'll get more fame with that... perhaps if you go back the Koorime island you'll be rewarded too..."

He threw a bag down from his spot before climbing higher, "They'll need proof, that should be enough and then you can sell it."

The silver nose nudged at the canvas-tie bag before working it open, spilling the contents, "Crimson gems... are these yours Hiei...?"

"Hn... My Jagan's... As Yukina has said, I cannot cry," came the meek reply.

"Tff. I'm not taking these, Hiei."

"Fine... leave them there then. They're not mine to keep... It is said that they belong to the one that they were cried for..." he mumbled out, now standing at the very tip of the tree, like he did years ago.

The breeze caused him to sway slightly and his hair to drift along with it, it was an odd sight...

Kurama curled up and hid his face under his tails as the pain ached through him yet again, "Hiei..."

"Hn?"

"Why do you keep bringing me back to this pain?"

"I suppose mine and your pains are the same... each caused because ourselves but brought on by another..." he sighed, his eyes closed as he absorbed fresh air.

"And why exactly do you suffer? You say it's because of me, but why!"

"Don't know really... Ningens have a word for it... though I feel it to be unjust... I guess it's almost like what your mother taught you, but you taught it to me..."

The silver fur stood on end as he rose to hiss, "You lie. Stop! Stop always deceiving me!"

The outburst was unexpected and pounded in his head causing him to lose his footing. His hands went out frantically, grabbing at the branches as he tumbled down only for them to snap. He took a deep, shaky breath as his eyes shut and he curled in on himself.

Golden eyes watched in terror before letting his instinct take over.

Hiei let out a gasp when suddenly something enveloped him before he tumbled to the ground. His eyes crept opened slowly, red covered his face.

He freed his arms and wrapped them around the person holding him. His voice almost cracked as he spoke, "Kurama..."

Kurama froze, frightened and disbelieving at what he had just done.

The small demon pulled back at feeling the other stiffen and scooted away. His head went to the side when he finally uttered out, "Sorry... I just thought..."

The fox looked down shakily at his now long fingers, at his hair that had grown even without wearing the form, and at his legs that extended more than he remembered it to. Almost immediately his hand gripped at his chest as his mouth fell agape.

"It hurts... worse than I can recall..." he managed a few moments later.

Red eyes looked almost secretly at the other through his long bangs, "I suppose that is what happens when you try to escape something... it comes back tenfold. I had warned you that it was inescapable... to forget that is..."

"Why... Why did I change back...?"

"I hope that that question was directed to yourself... for you are the only one who will truly know the answer..." came the meek reply.

The redhead frowned deeply and shook his head, "I- I don't know–"

"Yes you do... What was your last thought? Why did you choose to save me?"

"What has made you, of all people, become so–"

"Much like what you once were?..." Hiei cut in, hiding a very small smirk that formed.

"Why are you doing this, Hiei? Damn it, why!" his fist pounded the ground before him, chasing away any form of amusement from the other demon's face.

"What you're asking is, why did I become this way?... Or maybe it's why is it bothering you so? Either answer is... obvious..."

The young looking man quivered, as if a chill had just went up his spine, "A demon cannot feel those emotions though... You're lying to me again... you're using me again!"

Hiei's head jerked to full attention at that, "Has going back to the Makai really corrupted your mind?... You know I tell no lies, I bear the truth no matter the harshness–"

"Oh, than what about all those years you hid your true identity from your own sister?" Kurama returned, bearing his dulled fangs as was his fox's instinct.

The other jumped up, fists clenched at his sides, "You know fully well why I did that! She doesn't deserve to have such a worthless brother! She didn't deserve to have her dreams dashed away because of me still existing! She doesn't deserve anything that will soil her existence. A-and... I don't deserve her or any other happiness... I'm scum, lower than the dirt beneath my own feet... It was foolish of me to even think myself higher than the ningens."

The green eyes lay wide, completely unbelieving at what was happening before them. Had he really stooped so low that he was now thrusting swords at already tender areas? Had he indeed just caused this demon, this old pal of his, to crumble once again under his touch?... Had he really lost his heart?

"I'm sorry, Hiei... I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have- I know that's a sore subject–"

"It makes no difference... that issue is in the past anyway," came the slow whisper, "I also never used you... Well, at least once I got to know you, that is..."

Kurama looked up blankly at Hiei, "You've changed so much, Hiei..."

A soft snort replied, "As have you, but can we say that it was all for the best?"

"I don't know..."

"Whatever... Well, thanks anyway... I guess I'll go return to the temple, Yukina's bound to be worrying..." he turned his back towards him with a small sigh as he began his walk back.

"Wait, Hiei!"

The black head bowed slightly, "What is it?"

"I..." the fox trailed off, unsure to why he had even called out.

A small, sad chuckle departed his lips, "Kurama, you keep saying, I don't know, I don't know... Am I suppose to force the reason out from your lips? I think not... So, do what you please... After all, you succeeded thus far without following your gut..."

"Well, maybe I do know but it's something that will never be!"

Red eyes peered lightly over his shoulder, "And what would that be? What is it that you think I could never do?... To feel? It is a new concept, yes, but nonetheless I've been learning to be more in touch with it with my demon powers gone and all..."

"If you must know, it's like my Jagan is locking it away... and every so often... it locks away my ability to talk... to move... It is a rare occasion that I've been able to talk this long... and I feel it closing me off again so unless you wish to carry me back, it's best to let me go and thus you can leave as well..."

The demon clad in black again began his journey towards the temple, not truly caring if he made it there before the Jagan took back his ability to move... He knew either way that he'd be returned, he was like a lost dog with a tag, everyone who was in the area knew where he belonged...

The red hair draped around his form as he watched his hands clasp at the grass rhythmically. His eyes yearned to leak but he refused to succumb to such a thing, "I'm over this... He's just looking for my pity... Looking for what I once had for him... That was years ago... and even if I believed that what he says could be true..." he trailed off again, looking up slightly but finding no more of his dark friend.

"Is it possible that I can still l-love...?" he shook his head, "No, it's lust, no love, there's no such thing..."

He pulled himself together and picked up the gems that were left behind, "Baka... I told him to take these back..."

His hand twitched every so often at a too familiar pain road through him. He sighed a myriad of times before he had reached the temple's window that had been his escape not too long ago.

"Hiei... you forgot theses..." he peaked through the window only to be shocked.

Kurama jumped backwards before blowing on his hand, "If it's warded, it wouldn't matter whether it was touched from the inside or out..."

The angry green eyes burned into the red, "Whatever. I was just returning your crap for you–"

The small face twitched before backing up slightly, "Not... mine..."

"Look, I don't care. You created them, they are yours," the slender hand tossed them through the window but when he went to move he found himself cornered by slightly shorter, more muscular being.

"Where are you goin'?"

The cool fox wasn't intimidated in the least as he shoved passed the person, "Back to the Makai. I don't wish to be here, he doesn't want me here, so I shall leave."

His head shook back and forth sadly as the redhead made his leave, "You really don't get it, do you, Kurama? What you've managed today is not to be taken lightly... He hasn't even spoken a real sentence for over a year and a half...Not that you'd care. I mean, you've forgotten your own mother, Shiori, who at one time you've would have– Wait, almost did die for, quite a few times in fact."

Another pang surged through the fox before he snapped around, "Why can't you let the dead rest! Must you insist on bringing this up?... Plus, I don't give a shit what you say. It's not me that caused this, it's him; his Jagan. That's what causes his periods of–"

"Shut up! God, think about what you say! You're smart and it doesn't take a genius to fucking realize what caused the Jagan to do that! Man, you're pathetic, you're in denial! I mean, do you see your face? You're not use to others being able to read it, are you? You're not in your fox form and so guilt is etched all over you," Yusuke growled out barely holding back his temper.

"Be it guilt or weariness? Only I shall know and if it were guilt it would be not for Hiei. The one I once loved was not this– this bag of bones. Plus, as I now came to realize, there was no love it was lust nothing more and nothing less."

Big brown eyes softened as they gazed at the sight before them, "Man... what happened to you? You once were all about protecting your loved ones and saying that you were not the cold bastard Youko... It's like with your mother's death came Shuichi's as well... All you promised, all you strived for became another wilted flower of yours..."

He paused before his softer tone hardened, "Guess what though, buddy? This is not something that can just be thrown away, left to become dirt. Your mother's spirit, if you didn't know, is still in process in the Spirit World. How do you think she would feel if her... wonderful, caring son was that of a fairy tale?..."

"Is that meant to be a threat? First off a spirit already in Spirit World has no recollection of their past life–"

"Oh? I'm sure Koenma would say different..." a small smirk played on the detective's lips as he drew out an old, familiar communicator.

"Must he torture her too? Is there anyone that has not felt his wrath?" Kurama mumbled.

"God, Kurama, you need a summary on what's happened since you left. You departed in such a rush, you automatically assumed she was dead."

His head jerked up at that, "What? B-but she is! I was there– her heart stopped beating! You–"

Yusuke threw his hands in the air with frustrations before turning on his heel, "You're in denial about everything, aren'tcha? Whatever man, you're a lost cause if that's the case."

His long fingered hand went out, gripping at the turned person, "Yusuke, you've better not be deceiving me! You've better not be using this as some ploy to make me stay!"

"Damn, to think I thought you were once smart," he jerked the offending hand off his shoulder, "You should know that I wouldn't lie about shit like this."

The young man huffed and looked through the window before frowning, "So much for that lasting..."

"Don't get off topic. If it be true, show me proof, now. I know for certain that she was... dead... I felt her soul depart..." he ended softly yet portrayed no sadness.

"Yo, Hiei? Come on man, wake up!–" the man leaned forward on the window reaching in but was pulled back out.

"Yusuke... You're trying my patience. You know he won't respond so stop dawdling."

"Yukina! Can you come here?" Yusuke called and just as quickly the girl entered the room.

"Yes, Yusuke?... Oh, Hiei's... back..." her soft voice saddened as she knelt beside her brother.

"Yeah, can you check his hand? It's probably charcoal now."

Her small hands pulled back the black cloak and she gasped. Kurama couldn't help but wince as he saw the charred skin that he was, more or less, responsible for.

The detective wrinkled up his noses in disgust, "Take care of him, I've got to show this great friend some... things." He all but threw the fox to the ground as he shoved him to the right, farther from the temple.

It wasn't too much later that Kurama had had enough of that treatment and he whipped out a grass blade. He held it right below the boy's throat before he could push him again, "We were allies, lets not have me kill you."

The chocolate eyes looked unimpressed before he pointed, "Go. Get out of my sight. You were not taken from the Makai merely to visit the soul you tore apart, in fact I took that upon myself. Koenma has business with you, go through that portal and if I don't get a conformation from him in the next hour, your head is mine."

Kurama's head moved back to gaze at Yusuke after looking at the portal, "So harsh, Yusuke. Though, if you're so doubtful, why not come along?" a smirk played on his lips now.

The man spat at the other's feet, "Spending time with a back stabber and my love's killer for this long makes my stomach churn."

He made to turn but the slender fox's hand held him still, "You too? Alright, first off Hiei's not dead–"

His cheeks burned red with anger as he caught onto what Kurama was going to say, "No It is not Hiei I loved, he is still alive. Unless you haven't heard, the Ningenkai was under attack a few months ago... Five A class demons somehow made it through the barrier, killed over two thousand people. Kuwabara and me were lucky to live, Keiko... unfortunately got caught in the middle..."

Kurama's green eyes locked with that of brown for but a moment before staring off at the portal, "And how, may I ask, was this my fault? How was I the killer?"

"It was because of you that our team fell apart... Had we all been working together we wouldn't have lost all those people, all their souls... The demons ate more than a hundred and fifty of their souls... That, I have to say, is worse than death... Much, much worse."

He gazed away, an impassive look set upon his face, "Well, just because those things happened, it doesn't make me the one at fault. I left, true enough, but was it not Kuwabara and you who did not pick up on what was happening to Hiei? So is it not you who's fault it was? You could have noticed it if you cared to look."

With a swipe through his hair it turned silver as did his form turn taller and grow a pair of ears and a tail, "Farewell, if I have my way, this will be our last meeting."

"But, what about your mother? She is still alive, fool."

The silver head turned slightly to peer over his own shoulder, "If that does happen to be, I'll do what I have to, no need for you to worry."

"And Hiei? Don't you care about him at all?" Yusuke growled.

The fox chuckled, "Why, Yusuke, whatever made you think that? Now, why are you stalling? Was it not you who just said you wished to spend as least time as you could with your love's killer? Ha, love, how foolish, then again I shouldn't expect anything less from you."

The boy fought back his anger, "What is it your fingering in your hand? Care to reveal, perhaps return it, thief?"

Kurama stopped his hand's subtle movements before darkly saying, "Farewell" and entering the gateway between the Ningenkai and Rekai.

He blinked lightly as the brightness welcomed his eyes

A small twitch upon his face caused his lips to quirk into a faint smile as his eyes closed and body relaxed, falling limply forward onto his bent knees. Almost immediately a gasp was heard and the door flung open leaving all to behold the sight of the fallen fighter.

She fell to her knees, her hair covering her face as her hands covered her eyes. The tears fell and rolled onto the ground and the carrottop kneeled beside her, pulling her to his side in which she then cried into.

"Why...? He was doing so well..." she cried as her small hands anchored themselves to his shirt.

"Yukina... Hiei's been dying for awhile now... I suppose he was just holding onto life in hopes of seeing Kurama again... It was you who helped him to last this long, you gave him that hope..." he whispered, holding onto her as she began to shake.

"But why? I don't understand... Ningens cherish true love like he had... yet it killed him, how could such–"

He held a large finger to her mouth, "If it were returned it is held highly... but if not it could cause others to pity the person... Hiei was never one to take that lightly... It causes things to become too real and once you realize you can't have something that you really care for... it causes your heart to break."

Her tears subsided though her being still shook, "I don't understand... His heart was whole, I checked!"

Kuwabara kissed the top of her head but said no more as he quietly gazed upon the now in peace demon.


There is more to come, not to fear... Don't kill me just yet either, okay?... :tries to smile but runs off just in case: