So… I have not put any disclaimers and such in my previous chapters. I have barely noticed that most stories have some sort of disclaimer before the actually begins. I apologize.
Obviously the wonderfully terrific characters of Yu Yu Hakusho do not belong to me unfortunately. But I do own the rights to this story and its plot. This story belongs all to me and comes straight from mind.
Anyways this is my first long fanfiction. I'm pretty proud of it so far, I enjoy the storyline and I hope you like it as well. I'm excited to get through it. I get writers block quite often so I apologize for taking so long.
Please enjoy, review, comment, favorite. 3 I will forever appreciate it
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Kuwabara allowed himself to slow down as he came closer to a figure who was simply standing there, waiting.
What the… Kuwabara thought when the figure suddenly came to stand before him
"I didn't really believe it. I had to come check when I felt a human in the presence of my heir and nothing was happening, I was surprised. Now I see though. You are that buffoon who stormed my castle with Yusuke and Kurama awhile back."
"Who're you calling a buffoon lady?! Besides Hiei's not here. He left." Kuwabara grimaced as Mukuro's eyes widened.
"He left? That little demon…" she then glared at Kuwarbara, who knew if looks could kill he'd be in his grave barbequed to a crisp and daggers sticking out of his chest.
"If you had not taken him from me he would be here! He would be safe!"
"La—" Mukoro glared at him, "I mean Mukoro, this is the Makai, if you really want him safe you'll let him stay in the Ningenkai."
"I said he could stay for two weeks and you took him for two months! And no you're on a stupid mission for Koenma correct?"
Kuwabara gulped, "Yeah we are. I'm looking for Yusuke. Has he passed by here?"
Mukoro rolled her eyes, "Yes, that idiot just passed. I called to him but he only turned grinned, then took off in the direction of Raizen's territory. What has—"
"Thank you Mukoro!" Kuwabara yelled as he took off after Yusuke, ignoring the beginning of Mukoro's question.
"Fool, now I see Hiei's dislike in this ningen," Mukoro whispered to herself.
Hiei looked around. He had lied. He was not headed to the rendezvous point as he had told Kuwabara. Instead he stood at the edge of a cliff. The very cliff he had once lost his mother's teargem.
How many years ago was that? Six? Maybe seven? It feels like a lifetime… Hiei smiled at the thought.
Hiei sighed then reached for the necklaces that hung on his chest: three. One, his mother's teargem that belonged to him, two, his second mother's teargem that belonged to his sister, Yukina, and three, his own teargem, a shiny, pure black one.
It was for you. Where are you… Hiei sighed.
Hiei finally did it. His last resort, after having searched every place he thought Kurama could be at. He pulled off the bandana-ward, and let his jagan power spread out, reaching out towards the one thing he most desired.
Found you! A grin spread across Hiei's face as he ran towards his objective.
Yoko Kurama lay in the cave he last dwelled in with his partner-in all ways- Kuronue. He lay dreaming a dream he could not understand.
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Where am I? Yoko Kurama thought.
He stood standing in a ningen room. It was pristine, impeccable.
"What am I doing in a ningen—" Yoko Kurama was cut off when a door suddenly opened.
"Hey Kurama!" Two boys came in, followed by two girls of a similar age as the boys.
Yoko Kurama's eyes widened as he remembered the two boys.
The ones from the picture! But these are only two. Where are the other two? Yoko Kurama pondered.
With that thought, there was a tap on glass, followed by a gust of wind.
"Hiei, must you constantly enter in that fashion?" Yoko Kurama found himself saying with a small smile playing on his lips.
He tried to cover his mouth, but his voice continued, "I have a door you know. That is how they entered after all." Yoko Kurama's arm went up automatically to point at the children who had just entered.
"Hn." Yoko Kurama heard as he looked up, and came face to face with the black haired demon from the picture.
A cute one isn't he…? A voice instead Yoko Kurama's mind murmured.
Oh! Don't mind me! You'll eventually see who I am… Yoko Kurama could hear the grin hidden in that statement.
I wonder if I am going insane, maybe that is why I am dreaming of ningens that only saw in a picture…
Still, there remained a negligent feeling in his stomach as the ningen, plus demon, became more comfortable in his room. That same feeling continued throughout the odd dream and Yoko Kurama could not help but ponder how these boys were connected to him.
And the fourth boy… he has yet to make himself known in this illusion… Yoko Kurama thought.
Hiei now stood outside a heavily guarded cave. But not by people, no, this cave stood surrounded by overgrown weeds and plants. Atrocities of the Makai that he knew no one but Kurama could have grown, whether intentionally or not. They grew tall and slithered like snakes in the air, moving this way and that.
Hiei let a rare smile slip through his usual guarded expression as he stepped closer to the mouth of the cave. The Makai plants immediately readied themselves to attack the intruder that was daring to disturb the dwelling space of their master.
Hiei smirked, "Stupid Makai weeds."