Sythe24: Aw! Thank you for the interest! Or is it that I put Kuronue in the summary? Well if you're here for Kuronue than you may have to wait a while but he will be here. I love him too much for him to be dead.

Ki: In other words you're in denial.

Twilight: You're in denial about the fact that you're dead.

Sythe24: eto…watches as Ki grabs glaive and attempts to decapitate Twilight I think you'll have to do the disclaimer Megumi-chan.

Megumi: Sythe24 does not own Yu Yu Hakusho, its characters or plot points. She also does not own the lyrics to the song 'Headstrong' or the title of 'Coma White'. These belong to Yoshihiro-sama, Trapt, and Marilyn Manson, respectively. However Bikki Rei and the plot are hers and you must ask permission to use them.

Coma White

Off white eyes stared blankly at the half moon. Her mind replaying scenes from long ago but they were as clear as the day she had witnessed them. A nearby animal of some sort ran through the brush below, startling the girl out of her memories. She sighed deeply before jumping from the treetop to the ground far below. She slowly turned and began walked to her apartment, alone on His death day.

Minamino Suuichi, the perfect, polite, studious, and handsome teenager of Meioh High School, waked to his window being opened and someone slipping inside.

"You're lucky that I knew you were coming Hiei." The highly sought after red head murmured into the dark, not at all concerned about the dark man's ability to hear him.

"I wondered why the window was so easy to open." Suuichi, known to few as Kurama, chuckled. "Usually you're asleep right now Kurama?"

Kurama nodded. "The more of my youki I recover the less sleep I need." Hiei tipped his head to show that he understood. "Why are you here? What can be so important that Mukuro let you get away?"

"A breach was just discovered. A demon got through the Kekkai barrier about 17 years ago. We have no idea how strong they are or what they are doing. Koenma wants us to find them of course."

"17 years? That will be much harder, they've had more time to perfect their human lifestyle." The former youko frowned. "Has Lord Toushin been informed?"

"I'm on my way." Hiei's afterimage was left with the last words.

Kurama rose to close the window. After it was shut and he had turned away a troubled look passed his face. "17 years…" He whispered. 17 years ago he himself had died and made the transition to the Ningenkai. Actually…it had been exactly 17 years this day. He knew he would have missed even an A class demons sudden presence in Japan at the time. He slowly made his way to his closet and began the morning ritual of dressing for the day. School, that means uniform his mind supplied.

By the time the first teacher arrived to open the school, Kurama had already been sitting outside for an hour and a half.

"Minamino-san?" His first period teacher stood in shock. "What are you doing here so early?"

"I couldn't sleep." Kurama stood, making sure to lift the discman out of his lap first of course. "I don't want to be here really, but the path was familiar and I didn't need to think about it."

"Perhaps you should go home and sleep." Miss Arashino frowned in concern. Suuichi always looked as if he knew too much, but now he looked as if he had himself died from the knowledge.

Kurama's leaf green eyes snapped up to hers, shock and longing filling them. "Perhaps I should…" He said quietly. The Makai…I long to return to the Makai…

"It's too bad you won't get to meet our new student. I have, she's a lot like you but perhaps with a rougher edge."

Kurama looked over his teacher's shoulder with a smile. "By rough do you mean purple and silver hair?" Miss Arashino turned and laughed.

Behind her stood a girl about 5'6 with long purple hair in long braided strands with silver streaks intertwined. She had unamused, knowing gray-blue eyes lined by black kohl and one had a small black barbell through the eyebrow arched above it. She wore the school uniform for the girls, but had changed the skirt and jacket to black and had disposed of the bow. Headphones lay around her neck and music pumped out of it. Kurama was shocked to realize it was the same song he was listening to.

But the world is black and hearts are cold and there's no hope that's what I'm told And we can't go back It won't be the same forever changed

"I like that song, although it does depress me a little." The girl smirked.

"Yeah I know what you mean."

"No I don't think you do." How can you know the Makai.

"You would be surprised by what I know as the niece of Sakyo." Kurama's eyes grew wide. "Is today a bad day for you too? Why? Did someone die?" He stepped back in shock.

"I didn't think Sakyo knew about that?"

She looked confused. "Eto…I was just asking I don't know what you're talking about." The red head sighed.

"Gomen. For a moment I thought you knew who I was."

"But I do. Kurama of team Urameshi in Ankkouku Byoujitsu. Named after the mountain I'd guess."

"No the King of Thieves, he died today about 17 years ago." The girl winced and nodded.

"Yeah I know. Oh, I'm Bikki Rei. Yoroshiku."

"Watashi namae wa Minamino Suuichi desu. Yoroshiku hajimameshite."

It was later that day during Art class that Kurama was assaulted by his past once again. They had been told to draw an example of opposites being perfect for one another, like opposites attract. Not knowing what to draw, Kurama decided he would just doodle a bit while thinking on it. However as his pencil began to move along the page, drawing an eye, his thoughts were focused solely on the work created by graphite. The eye looked so familiar, but so different at the same time, as if something was missing from it. He went along with it however, something inside him was guiding the pencil now. As the drawing continued, Kurama felt more and more as if he didn't want to see what it would become. Soon he dropped the pencil and gasped in shock and even a bit of fear. Staring up at him from the page were the eyes of two of the Makai's most famous thieves, Youko Kurama and Kuronue.

They stood side by side in the same cocky stance, their smirks identical, their eyes just as dead as the others. Dead, Kuronue's eyes had never been dead, ever. Always so full of mischief, those purple orbs had always had something in them. Unbidden a thought came to mind, eye's flatten out right after death. Kuronue's beautiful eyes, they were gone, they were dead and flat!

Kurama hadn't realized but he was hyperventilating now and the entire class was crowded around his desk. The teacher was trying to shake him out of his shock to no avail.

"Minamino! MINAMINO!"

He jerked and put a hand to his mouth. "I'm gonna be sick!" He gasped. Quickly students backed away and a garbage can was given before a mess could be made. He sat back when he was finished and looked back at the drawing while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. A hand, he realized, that was shaking. "What would he say…" the thief mumbled while looking at the trembling appendage. The hell! You're Youko Kurama! You like leaves, you don't wanna be one! He chuckled a little at the response his mind came up with. Yes…that was Kuronue all right.

"Minamino-san are you feeling alright now? Perhaps a trip to the nurses office is necessary?"

"Not at all Sensei. Just a little shock." The class stared at him in shock and disbelief. That was a little shock! "I'm fine now really!"

The sensei nodded and glanced over to the drawing, which seemed a likely source to have caused this. He gasped when he saw it. "Minamino-san would you care to explain your drawing?" Kurama looked at it. It was incomplete, there was no shading, Kuronue didn't have the straps on his arms and he didn't have a tail just one curving line meant to act as a guide for the other hairs that would make up the tail.

"It isn't finished yet, but they are both demons. A bat and a fox demon to be exact. Foxes are known to be mischievous and cruel, while bats, though still killers, are quicker in their work and more serious altogether. The fox is silver by the way."

"Demons? Minamino are you sure you're feeling alright?" Kurama nodded.

"Hai, it was just a bad night."

By the time he got to his apartment that afternoon, Kurama only wanted to kill something, get drunk and fall into blissful oblivion. However when he opened his door he was meet with Kuwabara and Yusuke playing his game system with Hiei, Botan and Keiko sitting on his couch. He sighed deeply.

"The mission. I had forgotten."

"How could you forget something so important!" Botan puffed out her cheeks. "This is really serious Kurama!"

Something snapped and Kurama slammed the door while turning and glaring hard at Botan, a low growl escaped him as well. "It's been a fucking hard day dammit!"

"Calm down." Hiei frowned. "Your eyes are red." Kurama straightened and took a few deep breaths before beginning to curse again.

"Whatever alcohol Shizuru brought over from last time better still be in my fridge." Kurama muttered on his way to the kitchen.

"It is." Yusuke called. "We were gonna start right away."

Kurama came out with a beer clutched in one hand and changed the CD in his stereo system with the other. He continued his ignorance of his friend's presences in the trek to his room. When he came out from there he was wearing black jeans and a black tee shirt with the silhouette of a bat in red on the chest.

"I couldn't care less right now milord." Yusuke winced a little.

"You look like Suuichi, but you're obviously Youko…" he mumbled.

Kurama just smirked and drank from the beer can.

"You said you had a bad day, what happened?" Keiko asked quietly, she was a bit scared because of his earlier outburst. No one had ever seen Kurama lose control like that.

Kurama just stared silently at the floor until Yusuke asked what was wrong in the common strain of Makai dialect that ever demon knew. "Today is the day I died." The silver fox responded in kind. Both Yusuke and Hiei's eyes widened in understanding. It would be a hard day.

"Maybe we could do this tomorrow, the demon has had 17 years, the world will last another." Hiei 'hn'-ed and left, while Botan and Kuwabara began to protest and Keiko just nodded. After they all left Kurama shut off the lights and closed all the blinds. Plants began to grow wildly and in a flash Youko Kurama stood in the center of the room, still holding the beer can and wearing Suuichi's clothes. Sighing he flopped onto the couch. This is why he had closed everything up, not the change into his demon form but the tired, near venerability of his current position. He was King after all.

Sythe24: It's been awhile since I posted anything I wrote…

Twilight: Well I like it.

Ki: glare You like everything.

Megumi: And you hate everything but Egypt.

Ki: Better than falling in love with a vampire, which is illegal.

Megumi and Dawn: Hey I resent that! blush

Sythe24:…kuso I need to get the guys in here…

Twilight: R&R