Wrapping my slender arms around Ki's waist, I made sure that I wasn't about to go flying off the end of his motorcycle. For the first half of heading back down the mountain, we were followed by Kuwabara, Yusuke and Kurama. If Hiei had been with them, then they wouldn't have had a problem catching up to us, but since Hiei wasn't there, they didn't get us. A hard bump nearly sent me off the back as we got onto the road at the bottom of the mountain, Ki taking off in the direction of the compound. I didn't say anything, not that it could've been heard over the wind, for the next forty minutes.

Pulling up the driveway of the compound, I waited until he was fully stopped with his helmet off of his head before I slid off the back and fixed the top of the bandages. I really needed to tighten it up so it would stop sliding down.

"I think that we can agree that the masks are officially useless." I commented, letting out a sigh. They knew who I was, and they knew who Ki was now.

I was too pre-occupied with my top to see what Ki was about to do. Suddenly, his lips were against mine and his tongue was violating my mouth. It wasn't a pleasant experience, his lips were far too rough and there was something disgusting in the way that he tasted. Pressing my hand against his shoulder, I gave him a rough shove backwards.

He must've thought he was doing fine, because he looked surprised when I pushed him backwards. He was surprised that I was rejecting him. I expected what would happen next to happen, because he was Ki and all.

He got very mad.

"I knew it. I knew that you were in love with that Spirit Detective faggot." He said, hate filling up his growl as he glared at me. I crossed my arms over my chest and attempted to make myself look bigger. He was clearly getting pissed as he convinced himself that I was in love with Kurama. But I was definitely not happy about him referring to Kurama as a faggot.

It was a sudden flash of hot anger that went through me, and in a second Ki was at least fourteen feet away inside of a rose bush. How appropriate.

To escape a fight with Ki, I grabbed his leather jacket and slid it on, taking off away from the compound. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew if someone saw a girl with a bloody bandages walking around …Wherever I was going, things weren't going to go smoothly for me.

I made sure that the shorts I was wearing covered up enough of me, and then quickly went running away from the compound. In all the time that it took me to do these things, he was still trying to get himself out of the rose bush.

I just ran, without much of a plan of where I was going.

It wasn't until I was standing outside of a freshly painted white house that I realized where I had gone. My mother really did a good job cleaning up the new place.

Slowly, I went to the front door, bringing the leather jacket closer around myself, reaching out and pressing the bell. I counted as seven seconds passed, and then the door was opened, and I looked right up at my mother.

"Hi." I said quietly, and it was then that I realized that she didn't recognize me at first. I had to admit, that one certainly hurt my feelings a little bit. "Mom."

It was when I said that, which she understood. Her deep blue eyes got large as she quickly wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.

"You've changed so much!" She sobbed as she pulled away, brushing my hair away from my eyes as she looked at me. "Are you a model now?"

Huh, I guess I really did change a lot of if she thought I was a model now.

"No." I said with a laugh, kissing my mother's cheek as she ushered me into the house.

"That's a beautiful necklace." She commented, pointing to the skeleton necklace hanging down over the jacket. It always seemed to be on top, no matter what. "Is it from your boyfriend?"

"No, I got a job and this was a gift from the boss." I said the lie falling from my lips like it was the easiest thing on the planet. I used to never be able to lie to her, but now it was just so easy to do.

We talked, catching up on each other's lives. She had tried to find me when I suddenly packed up and left, but she figured that I knew what was best in my life.

Apparently, she didn't think I did know what was best for my life. She was clearly worried about what was happening in my life, but she didn't know what was really going on. And she never would.

Giving a soft kiss to her cheek, I said goodbye to my mother, and vowed to call her more often. She was teary when I left, but I was thankful that she let me leave at all. In my hand, a black bag was there, two gifts for my birthday that she hadn't been able to give to me. In my other hand, a dark red rose in a vase was there.

It felt like one hundred years, but it had really only been four years since I was given this rose the night that Kurama nearly killed himself to save his mother. This was the rose that he had given me for unknown reasons the night he went to do it, and it was still alive after all those years. I refused to remember my first kiss.

I walked down the street, the opposite direction of the compound. Things were surprisingly quiet out here tonight, which was refreshing. Hearing a car coming up somewhere behind me, I ducked into an alley and continued walking through them until I found it in me to head back to the compound. I could never consider it a home, I wish I knew why.

Turning around, I began to walk towards the compound. I didn't hear him until he had me pressed up against the wall of the alley. My eyes got wide as they met his cool golden eyes, surprised to see him of all the forms of Kurama.

"Don't you think it's a bit dangerous for you to be out here?" I commented, reaching up and flicking one of his ears. His body was pressing me up against the wall so that I was at his height, and to my delight, his ear twitched when I flicked it.

He said nothing; we just stayed there in silence. I slid my legs around his waist, and that was all he needed. His lips were on mine in the most delicious way. They were softer than Ki's, and they tasted of strawberry's dipped in chocolate.

I didn't hesitate to kiss him back, sliding my arms around his neck as we kissed, the two things I had been carried floating in mid air. It was so unbelievably dirty, and it felt pretty damn good. The idea that we were supposed to be enemies made me nearly jump him right then and there.

But I couldn't, not here at least. When his arms loosened from around me, I slid down between him and walked away. He said nothing, and neither did I. I don't know when he left, but it wasn't that long after I began to walk away.

The items I was given floated along with me until I decided that I could carry them.

Author's Note:

Thank you everyone that has reviewed, I decided recently that I'm going to be answering you through this, because it gets awfully confusing when I try and respond to all of you!

A few things I feel like I should mention is that this is the last Kira story, the next YYH story that I will be doing is Yoko Kurama x OC.

Starting today, if you want me to write you a story, I will! It can be anything your heart desires as long as it's in the YYH department [Simply because I want to write other stories so that you can choose if you think I'm good enough to write for that fandom], so just PM me a prompt and I'll credit you for the idea!

Dreamer from Above: Thank you very much for offering your time up for me! But I have everything planned out, and I do hope that you enjoy it!

KuramaEnzanBlues: I will make sure to give you a few lemons!