Authoress: I can't read my own handwriting...and it's not good...OO;;;
Yusuke: it's like friggin' calligraphy, how do you expect ANYONE to read all those loops and
stuff?!
Authoress:...it's artistic...and, that just dissuades them from copying my homework......
Kura: --;;;;
Authoress: I'm soooorrry!!!!...I am an idiot, I admit it!...because, one day I'm leafing through
stuff, and find this Japanese word, meaning darkness, and it looks interesting...so I decide to write
it down and use it as grabs Kura his name...but I, the one who cannot read my own cryptic
writing, misspelt...mistyped it...it's K-U-R-A-I...not Kura...so, I have no friggin' idea what Kura
means...if it means anything...OO;;;;;....yeah, now that that's cleared up...
Kura: desperately searches for Japanese to English dictionary --;;; you don't even know
what 'Kura' means!
Authoress: I know...anyways...on to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho...but I own Kura...;;;...yep...the weird one's
mine! laughs insanely
Chapter Eleven
"Kurama...are you alright?" Yukina's soft voice woke Kurama, the kitsune's green eyes flying
open the moment he heard her.
"Huh..." Kurama looked around the room, noticing he was in Genkai's temple. 'What happened?
I...I was at my house a moment ago...'
"You must have fallen asleep...I wanted to tell you that Hiei woke up a little while ago..." Yukina
said, standing back up as she turned to leave the room. "He wanted to speak to you..."
'Hiei...woke up?...but...Kura...' Kurama thought, seeing a black blur out of the corner of his eye.
He turned his head and saw the tall youkai standing in the doorway of the room. Yukina let out a
'eep' when she saw the cloaked demon, but remained perfectly still.
"Very good, Youko Kurama...and our deal is still on...but this is real...remember that..." Kura
stated cooly, glancing back at Kurama as he began to step out of the room.
"Wait!" Kurama cried, standing up. 'That bastard...Koenma said he's dead...but then, how is it
he's here...and still using his abilities to trick me?!'
"I'm not dead...I'm as alive as Hiei is...but Kiba's dead...the toddler's report was right about
him..." Kura said quietly, just loud enough for Yukina and Kurama to hear. "I'll be watching you
Kurama...don't forget that..."
With that, he disappeared through the dark doorway. 'If this isn't a dream...why does he still
look like Kuro...exactly like him?' Kurama asked inwardly, glancing over at Yukina. The
Koorime's eyes were wider than usual and she remained silent for a moment before her eyes
focused on Kurama. "Who was he?"
"A...friend..." the kitsune replied, smiling. "Can I go see Hiei?" Without waiting for Yukina's
answer, Kurama took off towards the room Hiei was in...hoping that certain parts of 'his' dream
weren't true.
'Youko Kurama...you care so much for others...nothing like the rumors I heard of the infamous
thief...I guess this is what ningens did to you...I won't let the same happen to me...' he thought to
himself staring at the elderly woman with indifferent eyes. She turned her head slightly, grayish-
purple hair hiding her eyes from view, but he could feel the knowing gaze land on him for a
moment before leaving him to scan the rest of the room.
'...I...why am I here?' Hiei asked himself, staring around the room once the green haired woman
left. 'I was at Kurama's...' He looked down at his hands, relieved to see his eyesight had
returned, and was as clear as he could remember it ever being, but he also noticed that the cuts he
had were gone, not even a scar to prove they were once there.
"That was a dream, Hiei-san..." a semi-familiar voice said from the Koorime's right side. Hiei
stared at the tall youkai, wondering what was going on. "Forgive me...I didn't mean to confuse
you...or take your youth...or your youki..."
"...you're the dream weaver?" Hiei asked, staring into the youkai's ice blue eyes. The demon
nodded his head, walking closer to the fire youkai until Hiei could clearly see the glimmer of tears
in the blue orbs. 'He...he's crying...'
"I didn't mean for you to be hurt...I...I didn't want you or your friends hurt...I tried...but they're
alright now...I...I had to heal them...but your sister healed them more than I could ever..." the
demon trailed off, lowering his head so Hiei couldn't see the tears beginning to slide down his thin
face. "I...I just wanted to leave that place...I was there for so long...you were the first person I've
ever met...that...was kind to me...besides my family..."
"..." Hiei stared at the youkai, noticing the demon's shoulders shuttering as he stifled sob after
sob. The bat demon slid to the ground, his balled fists wiping at his eyes in attempt to dry the
saline tears. "Why...why are you doing this?"
"...Kuro always told me that 'love was the most powerful of emotions'...and that I should feel
blessed when I find the right person for me..." he sniffled, wiping his nose with his forearm. "I...I
didn't want to sit back and watch...you and Youko Kurama grow apart...despite everything I've
heard of Youko Kurama...I want him to be happy...to love...to have a second chance...but I want
you to know 'ai' more than anything else...
"I've seen your past...our lives are so similar...in so many ways...I can't help but think that...we're
the same...but you -have- a chance to love...therein lies our difference..." He looked up at Hiei,
smiling weakly. "Strange...I...I've never cried before...but seeing you compels me to...show my
emotions..."
He stood up, sniffling a few more times before he started to move towards the opened door.
"Perhaps one day you'll have the chance to do the same for another..." he whispered as he
disappeared, only leaving a saturated spot on the wooden floor where he was a moment ago. Hiei
stared at he floor for a moment, watching the puddle of tears fade away.
Hiei's eyebrow raised unconsciously as he thought over the youkai's words, wondering what he
was talking about. 'Who is that youkai? I...I couldn't sense his youki...but he seemed
familiar...why is it he wants...to help me? I don't even know who he is...or his name...' Hiei
shook his head, trying to forget about the youkai, but the blue eyes kept entering his mind. Eyes
that Hiei was positive he had seen before. '...we're the same...' Hiei wondered what the
mysterious demon meant by that, but was wrenched from his thoughts when he heard footsteps
padding down the hallway. Kurama gracefully walked into the room, his feminine face
brightening considerably when he saw Hiei.
"Hiei..." Kurama smiled weakly, seeing the Koorime's eyes focus on him almost immediately.
'He...he can see me...that's an improvement...but that was only a dream...' Kurama reminded
himself. The fire youkai stared at him, his face showing the usual cold glare he gave everyone,
but Kurama knew the small demon better. 'Kura...he didn't want to harm Hiei...perhaps that is
why he hasn't aged any from being in his dimension...' Kurama studied the young heir's face, not
seeing a single difference since the last time he saw the Koorime.
"What are you staring at, kitsune?" Hiei asked gruffly, glaring at Kurama. 'He's always staring...'
Hiei thought to himself. 'What did that youkai mean when he wanted me to know love?...and he
kept talking about Kurama...why?'
"It's nothing...I'm just relieved to see you're fine," Kurama replied, still keeping his distance from
the Koorime sitting on the futon. 'The...last time I saw him...I-it was just a dream...Hiei would
never forgive me...' Kurama decided, remembering Kura's illusion. 'How could someone forgive
me after that?'
"What was the dream-weaver's name?" Hiei shifted his gaze from Kurama's unnatural-looking
green eyes to his hands. He studied his wrists, then the long-sleeved shirt he was wearing. The
silky fabric was comfortable, but it made Hiei wonder why he was wearing a shirt with sleeves
when it was warm in the room, and that he was a -fire- youkai.
"Kura..." Kurama answered quietly, remaining motionless on the other side of the room. 'He
must not be able to stand looking at me...' Kurama thought, noticing the Koorime's inspection of
his hands and shirt.
Hiei had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he rolled up the sleeve on his left arm, then began
working on his right. He studied his right forearm for a moment, realizing something he had
overlooked when he had first woken up.
"...the...dragon..." Kurama thought outloud. 'It's...gone...' he added inwardly, his eyes widening
when he saw the unmarked alabaster skin on Hiei's arm. 'Why is it gone?' Kurama bit his
tongue, forcing himself not to gasp when he felt the fire demon's youki...or lack of it.
'...'I didn't mean to confuse you...or take your youth...or your youki'...he...stole my youki...how?'
Hiei asked inwardly, instantly wondering what...Kura...meant by 'youth.' "Kurama...what
happened?"
"...what do you mean?"
"What did he do to me?" Hiei replied, ripping his eyesight from his unmarked skin.
"I don't know..."
Authoress: searches through sketch books grins, holding up her prize
Hiei: I'm leaving --;;;
Authoress: begins munching on large chunk of chocolate what?
Kurama: OO where did that come from?
Authoress: my...room...licks ball of chocolate yum...
Yusuke/Koenma: drool can we have some?
Authoress: shaves two small pieces from massive amount of chocolatey goodness and throws at
bishonens Here ya go!
Yusuke/Koenma: growl, begin fighting for shreds of chocolate
Authoress: anyways, so sorry about the cliff hanger...I'm sooo far behind all of meh stories,
so, the next few chapters will, most likely, be short and accomplish nothing (in the terms of the
'relationship'...) So, the usual six reviews, and I'll put up a longer chapter if ya peoples ask for
it!!!!!!
Yusuke: it's like friggin' calligraphy, how do you expect ANYONE to read all those loops and
stuff?!
Authoress:...it's artistic...and, that just dissuades them from copying my homework......
Kura: --;;;;
Authoress: I'm soooorrry!!!!...I am an idiot, I admit it!...because, one day I'm leafing through
stuff, and find this Japanese word, meaning darkness, and it looks interesting...so I decide to write
it down and use it as grabs Kura his name...but I, the one who cannot read my own cryptic
writing, misspelt...mistyped it...it's K-U-R-A-I...not Kura...so, I have no friggin' idea what Kura
means...if it means anything...OO;;;;;....yeah, now that that's cleared up...
Kura: desperately searches for Japanese to English dictionary --;;; you don't even know
what 'Kura' means!
Authoress: I know...anyways...on to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho...but I own Kura...;;;...yep...the weird one's
mine! laughs insanely
Chapter Eleven
"Kurama...are you alright?" Yukina's soft voice woke Kurama, the kitsune's green eyes flying
open the moment he heard her.
"Huh..." Kurama looked around the room, noticing he was in Genkai's temple. 'What happened?
I...I was at my house a moment ago...'
"You must have fallen asleep...I wanted to tell you that Hiei woke up a little while ago..." Yukina
said, standing back up as she turned to leave the room. "He wanted to speak to you..."
'Hiei...woke up?...but...Kura...' Kurama thought, seeing a black blur out of the corner of his eye.
He turned his head and saw the tall youkai standing in the doorway of the room. Yukina let out a
'eep' when she saw the cloaked demon, but remained perfectly still.
"Very good, Youko Kurama...and our deal is still on...but this is real...remember that..." Kura
stated cooly, glancing back at Kurama as he began to step out of the room.
"Wait!" Kurama cried, standing up. 'That bastard...Koenma said he's dead...but then, how is it
he's here...and still using his abilities to trick me?!'
"I'm not dead...I'm as alive as Hiei is...but Kiba's dead...the toddler's report was right about
him..." Kura said quietly, just loud enough for Yukina and Kurama to hear. "I'll be watching you
Kurama...don't forget that..."
With that, he disappeared through the dark doorway. 'If this isn't a dream...why does he still
look like Kuro...exactly like him?' Kurama asked inwardly, glancing over at Yukina. The
Koorime's eyes were wider than usual and she remained silent for a moment before her eyes
focused on Kurama. "Who was he?"
"A...friend..." the kitsune replied, smiling. "Can I go see Hiei?" Without waiting for Yukina's
answer, Kurama took off towards the room Hiei was in...hoping that certain parts of 'his' dream
weren't true.
'Youko Kurama...you care so much for others...nothing like the rumors I heard of the infamous
thief...I guess this is what ningens did to you...I won't let the same happen to me...' he thought to
himself staring at the elderly woman with indifferent eyes. She turned her head slightly, grayish-
purple hair hiding her eyes from view, but he could feel the knowing gaze land on him for a
moment before leaving him to scan the rest of the room.
'...I...why am I here?' Hiei asked himself, staring around the room once the green haired woman
left. 'I was at Kurama's...' He looked down at his hands, relieved to see his eyesight had
returned, and was as clear as he could remember it ever being, but he also noticed that the cuts he
had were gone, not even a scar to prove they were once there.
"That was a dream, Hiei-san..." a semi-familiar voice said from the Koorime's right side. Hiei
stared at the tall youkai, wondering what was going on. "Forgive me...I didn't mean to confuse
you...or take your youth...or your youki..."
"...you're the dream weaver?" Hiei asked, staring into the youkai's ice blue eyes. The demon
nodded his head, walking closer to the fire youkai until Hiei could clearly see the glimmer of tears
in the blue orbs. 'He...he's crying...'
"I didn't mean for you to be hurt...I...I didn't want you or your friends hurt...I tried...but they're
alright now...I...I had to heal them...but your sister healed them more than I could ever..." the
demon trailed off, lowering his head so Hiei couldn't see the tears beginning to slide down his thin
face. "I...I just wanted to leave that place...I was there for so long...you were the first person I've
ever met...that...was kind to me...besides my family..."
"..." Hiei stared at the youkai, noticing the demon's shoulders shuttering as he stifled sob after
sob. The bat demon slid to the ground, his balled fists wiping at his eyes in attempt to dry the
saline tears. "Why...why are you doing this?"
"...Kuro always told me that 'love was the most powerful of emotions'...and that I should feel
blessed when I find the right person for me..." he sniffled, wiping his nose with his forearm. "I...I
didn't want to sit back and watch...you and Youko Kurama grow apart...despite everything I've
heard of Youko Kurama...I want him to be happy...to love...to have a second chance...but I want
you to know 'ai' more than anything else...
"I've seen your past...our lives are so similar...in so many ways...I can't help but think that...we're
the same...but you -have- a chance to love...therein lies our difference..." He looked up at Hiei,
smiling weakly. "Strange...I...I've never cried before...but seeing you compels me to...show my
emotions..."
He stood up, sniffling a few more times before he started to move towards the opened door.
"Perhaps one day you'll have the chance to do the same for another..." he whispered as he
disappeared, only leaving a saturated spot on the wooden floor where he was a moment ago. Hiei
stared at he floor for a moment, watching the puddle of tears fade away.
Hiei's eyebrow raised unconsciously as he thought over the youkai's words, wondering what he
was talking about. 'Who is that youkai? I...I couldn't sense his youki...but he seemed
familiar...why is it he wants...to help me? I don't even know who he is...or his name...' Hiei
shook his head, trying to forget about the youkai, but the blue eyes kept entering his mind. Eyes
that Hiei was positive he had seen before. '...we're the same...' Hiei wondered what the
mysterious demon meant by that, but was wrenched from his thoughts when he heard footsteps
padding down the hallway. Kurama gracefully walked into the room, his feminine face
brightening considerably when he saw Hiei.
"Hiei..." Kurama smiled weakly, seeing the Koorime's eyes focus on him almost immediately.
'He...he can see me...that's an improvement...but that was only a dream...' Kurama reminded
himself. The fire youkai stared at him, his face showing the usual cold glare he gave everyone,
but Kurama knew the small demon better. 'Kura...he didn't want to harm Hiei...perhaps that is
why he hasn't aged any from being in his dimension...' Kurama studied the young heir's face, not
seeing a single difference since the last time he saw the Koorime.
"What are you staring at, kitsune?" Hiei asked gruffly, glaring at Kurama. 'He's always staring...'
Hiei thought to himself. 'What did that youkai mean when he wanted me to know love?...and he
kept talking about Kurama...why?'
"It's nothing...I'm just relieved to see you're fine," Kurama replied, still keeping his distance from
the Koorime sitting on the futon. 'The...last time I saw him...I-it was just a dream...Hiei would
never forgive me...' Kurama decided, remembering Kura's illusion. 'How could someone forgive
me after that?'
"What was the dream-weaver's name?" Hiei shifted his gaze from Kurama's unnatural-looking
green eyes to his hands. He studied his wrists, then the long-sleeved shirt he was wearing. The
silky fabric was comfortable, but it made Hiei wonder why he was wearing a shirt with sleeves
when it was warm in the room, and that he was a -fire- youkai.
"Kura..." Kurama answered quietly, remaining motionless on the other side of the room. 'He
must not be able to stand looking at me...' Kurama thought, noticing the Koorime's inspection of
his hands and shirt.
Hiei had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he rolled up the sleeve on his left arm, then began
working on his right. He studied his right forearm for a moment, realizing something he had
overlooked when he had first woken up.
"...the...dragon..." Kurama thought outloud. 'It's...gone...' he added inwardly, his eyes widening
when he saw the unmarked alabaster skin on Hiei's arm. 'Why is it gone?' Kurama bit his
tongue, forcing himself not to gasp when he felt the fire demon's youki...or lack of it.
'...'I didn't mean to confuse you...or take your youth...or your youki'...he...stole my youki...how?'
Hiei asked inwardly, instantly wondering what...Kura...meant by 'youth.' "Kurama...what
happened?"
"...what do you mean?"
"What did he do to me?" Hiei replied, ripping his eyesight from his unmarked skin.
"I don't know..."
Authoress: searches through sketch books grins, holding up her prize
Hiei: I'm leaving --;;;
Authoress: begins munching on large chunk of chocolate what?
Kurama: OO where did that come from?
Authoress: my...room...licks ball of chocolate yum...
Yusuke/Koenma: drool can we have some?
Authoress: shaves two small pieces from massive amount of chocolatey goodness and throws at
bishonens Here ya go!
Yusuke/Koenma: growl, begin fighting for shreds of chocolate
Authoress: anyways, so sorry about the cliff hanger...I'm sooo far behind all of meh stories,
so, the next few chapters will, most likely, be short and accomplish nothing (in the terms of the
'relationship'...) So, the usual six reviews, and I'll put up a longer chapter if ya peoples ask for
it!!!!!!