They caught up with Hiei.
The Forbidden was stalking a heavily wounded Kabuto, stolen sword ablaze with black flames. Something about the scene reminded Sakura of a cat playing with a mouse…right before it killed it.
"And short, dark, and angry would be…" Kakashi trailed off, waiting for an identification.
"Hiei." Kurama replied. The red-head frowned, watching the two, before reaching out his hand.
Vines sprung out of Kabuto, spurting blood, and gore, and all kinds of icky parts. Hiei turned on Kurama, eyes filled with anger. "The Vetch? When did you-"
"When you had him before." Kurama replied calmly.
"That was my kill, damn you, fox!" Hiei snarled.
"Don't you think this has gone on long enough, Hiei?" Kurama shot back. "No. He deserved to fucking suffer." Hiei said coldly. "Oh, really? I wonder-" "You wonder entirely too much for your own damn good." "-I wonder what Yukina would have to say about your rather…ruthless attitude."
Hiei tensed. "Shut. Up."
Kurama, in true kitsune style, ignored him. "You're not a bandit anymore, Hiei. You're a very different person."
"I suppose you'd know all about that, hmmm, fox?" Hiei snapped.
Kurama merely looked at him, and Sakura glimpsed his eyes. His strange eyes showed that, yes, he did know all about that. His lips moved, as he murmured something she couldn't quite catch.
"What'd he say?" she asked Kakashi.
The Copy-nin frowned in confusion. "He said 'Youko has returned, they cry.'"