Alright Sapphirethief here! I wrote this at the request of Darkangel048. So I hope you enjoy and please review! My first real attempt at angst/romance!

Disclaimer: I do not own YYH, Kurama or Youko.

Kurama sat alone in his darkened room. He couldn't understand what had

happened to his life. He had recently become accustomed to the idea that Youko

now lived as a separate being but he could not…no would not except the fact that

Youko had left him. Never to return. They had faught after Kurama tried to confess

his love to Youko.

"You make me grow weak! Foolish child, I will not be chained to a mortal

existence."

He could still hear the malice that dripped from every word spoken by the

silver fox. He had begged for Youko to stay or if he had to leave for the Makai to at

lest take him with. He could still fight after all but even before the last word was

spoken Youko was gone. His plea slipped from between his lips unheard. He had

slid down the wall unable to stand for the shaking of his legs. Tears that came from

the sorrow deep with in his soul pored freely. For days he just sat there in a daze. It

mattered little, now that his love had abandoned him. He could feel the silence

closing in around him. He had never been so alone or felt so empty. Youko had

always been there for him. To now know that all of what Youko did for him was a

lie, a trick, was unbearable. He stood on weak legs and stumbled to the bed. He

would try to sleep but the vivid dreams of Youko made him lay awake in an attempt

to stave off the painful images. He could hear the phone ringing in the background

but didn't have the will to answer. He knew deep inside that he could not go on without Youko beside him.

Youko walked through the forest in one of his many territories. He had

grown every plant from seedling and yet something felt off. He scanned the area for

anything amiss. No one was foolish enough to trespass on Youko's land and he could

not find anything out of place. Still the feeling that something wasn't right would

not leave him. He traveled to a near by village to visit a tavern. He need to collect

himself or at lest have a strong enough drink to shut his mind up for awhile. He sat

at the bar and ordered their strongest drink.

"Why hello handsome."

He looked to were the purr came from only to find a rather sexy Neko

standing there. She wore only enough to cover the bare minimum. He could see lust

clearly reflected in her eyes. She was just his type; attractive and easy. Why then did

he feel disgust when he looked at her? If he hadn't stopped himself he would have

jumped clear across the room as she caressed his arm.

"I'm not looking for a whore tonight," he growled.

"Oh? But I'm sure I could change your mind, Sweetheart."

His confused thoughts and feelings did nothing to help him calm his temper.

He stood up and glared down at the impurtanet Neko.

"Oh really because all I wanted tonight was one of two things."

The Girl became excited as he looked at her. He could almost see an aura of

lust all around her.

"A strong enough drink to make this world disappear or a blood bath large enough to make me feel at home again. I'll let you choose for me."

To his satisfaction he could no longer smell even a trace of lust on the girl.

She wasn't stupid enough to miss the rage that laced his voice and shined deep with

in his eyes. She ran off with her tail tucked between her legs, bringing a smirk to

Youko's lips. So he once more sat to enjoy his drink.

"Oh the silver slut passing up an easy lay?"

Youko narrowed his eyes at the new pest.

"What do you want, Hiei?"

Kurama pushed his way from his room on unsteady legs. Unable to walk

properly he missed the first step and fell down the stairs in a heap. He wanted to

curl up right there and never move again. Such was the agonizing pain deep in his

heart, but no he had already made his decistion. He stumbled to his feet with a moan

and made his way to the back door. It looked out at the now fading garden. He

walked out and sat the rose bushes.

"You were his favorites you know," he whispered.

His voice cracked from disuse as he talked. He slowly took a blade of grass in

hand. Just as he had done in countless battles he grew it into a blade stronger then

steel.

"I'm sorry, Ka-san…Everyone…but I just can't. I can't live like

this…without him."

He let out a sob as he gently ran the blade across his wrists. Unlike those

countless battles Youko wasn't there to save him this time.

"I love you, Youko."

"Your human isn't doing well."

"He's not my human."

Hiei didn't say a thing. He didn't have to. Even to his own ears his statement

sounded weak…isn't that why he had left? So he wouldn't grow any weaker?

"I suppose if you don't care if he dies then its none of my business."

Hiei was gone in a blink of an eye. Youko could feel himself grow stiff.

Kurama dead? He thought back to the time he had spent caged away inside of

Kurama. All the battles, late night talks, and even the few times they had shared

dreams. Then unbidden came an image of Kurama laying still upon an open coffin.

A single tear slid from golden eyes. No he wouldn't let that happen! Youko rushed

from the tavern in a hurry to find the nearest portal. Detroying any who got in his

way. Once in the mortal realm he was but a silver blurr. As he neared Kurama's

home his unbeating heart frooze over and he could feel panic over come him for he

could smell Kurama's blood in the air. He came to a stop over Kurama's body.

Kurama was so thin and pale. His hair was matted as if it hadn't been washed in

weeks. His blood nourished the ground around him and yet To Youko's eyes he

looked breath taking surrounded by roses. He knelt next to Kurama's lifeless body

and gently took him into his arms.

"I'm sorry Koenma but I've decidedd this one's mine and you can't have

him."

He bit into Kurama's shoulder, letting his youkai flow freely to his love.

Kurama's eyes slowly blinked open. The first thing he noticed is that this was

most certainly not Koenma's office. The second was that someone held him tightly.

"Botan?"

"Dreaming of pritty Bluenettes? I'll have to punish you for that one."

Kurama's heart sped up at the familiar sound of Youko's voice. He turned to

meet Youko's eyes. This had to be a dream! Did the dead dream?

"Y…Youko?"

"Morning my mate."

"But…but…How!"

"Does it matter? All that matters is that your mine now. I was with you at

birth and when it actually come time for you to die I will be with you then as well."

It wasn't a confession of love but it told Kurama all he needed to hear. A

single tear of joy slipped down his cheek.

"No more tears, Mate. I'm here now and I'm not leaving."

Kurama had finally found his heaven. With that Youko bent forwards and

shared the first of many passionate kisses.

"Now my little Uke I think it's time we had a proper mating ceremony don't

you?"

Youko gave a wicked smirk before pouncing.

"Wha…What!…Youko! Wait!"