Hey I'm back with the next installment of this story, yay for that! And we finally get to see what happens with poor Hiei! And because I know people are anxious to see what happens I'm just going to get straight to the story, so everyone enjoy!
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Chapter 4: The Argument
Hiei stood breathless and barely containing himself outside of the door, there were no lights on within this building, something that didn't surprise him by the time he got here, it had to be after ten anyway.
With a deep inward breath he knocked on the door and prayed to any god that would listen that he got an answer, anything at all.
After a long minutes wait the door soundlessly opened and Kurama stood in the doorway of his family's dark home. "Hiei?" He asked in utter confusion at his short, dripping wet friend who was barely managing to stand now, his body was trembling so much.
"What are you doing here?" He asked holding the door open for him, but Hiei didn't make a move out of the rain, his better instincts told him not to, for fear of messing up the immaculate touch Kurama's house had.
"I… I…" words weren't coming easily to his tongue or his brain, he felt a drop of blood fall from his limp left arm to the wet ground, "I need your help." He finally said with his downcast eyes slipping closed from the shame of having to ask for help.
"Come inside Hiei it's raining." Hiei listened to him this time, why, he wasn't sure, he walked into the silent, dark house as Kurama closed the door then looked over at him with worried and confused emerald eyes.
"What do you need Hiei, tell me." Hiei was quiet for a moment their eyes locked together, he finally averted his eyes and pushed up the sleeves on his shirt to reveal the lacerations then extended his arms for Kurama to see, he waited for the response of his friend.
"What happened to you?" He said rather loudly causing Hiei to flinch away from the sound.
Kurama motioned for him to follow him into the kitchen (the closest room to the living room which the front door entered into) and made him sit down in one of the chairs he pulled out from the table.
Hiei sighed, bracing himself for the flood of questions that he knew he was going to be asked by the time this ended. Kurama returned not long after with the familiar white box to begin working on his arm.
The redhead worked silently, Hiei tried to find some kind of emotion in his green eyes, anything at all that would show him what he was thinking, but there was nothing which made him feel worse for coming in the first place.
When he was done Kurama stayed kneeled where he was but looked up at Hiei, still nothing in his eyes, "any more?" Hiei sighed and pulled at the material of his shirt, which was cut and showed the bleeding wound on his chest.
"Take off your shirt Hiei." Hiei stayed in place for a moment still looking at Kurama with his own blank expression. "Hiei." He sighed and did like he was told, slipping the black shirt over his head and letting it fall to his lap so it wouldn't bleed on the tile floor.
As Kurama worked Hiei noticed his eyes travel to the one on his shoulder, "and there?" He finally asked.
Hiei took a moment to answer that question, "I did it myself."
Kurama's eyes instantly shot up to Hiei's, "fixed it!" He instantly corrected, "I fixed it myself."
The suddenness of Kurama told Hiei that the red head had been debating on whether or not he wanted to believe that Hiei did this to himself, his minor slip seemed to have confirmed it with him.
Kurama put a bandage over the cuts on his chest and cleaned the one on his face, their eyes never met once. He then cleaned up what he had brought out and set it on the counter, Kurama then turned to Hiei with his arms crossed, his eyes surveying all of Hiei's body.
"My mother is working tonight," he said suddenly, "I'm the only one here, you can stay if you want… but what happened to you Hiei?" He finally asked, his voice firm but not demanding, his crimson eyes looked over to his friend, he still had no answer.
"It's… nothing Kurama."
He saw Kurama's hands clench at his sides and it made him scarred, he had only seen Kurama get upset a few times and even they were few and far between, it took a lot to make Kurama mad.
Hiei moved as far back in the chair as he could, his eyes still watching Kurama carefully, if Kurama was going to hit him to, he wouldn't fight it, but he still feared it.
"You come to my house bleeding and actually asking me for help for your wounds and they are simply nothing?"
He asked, this time Hiei didn't answer, he was afraid of Kurama right now.
His words didn't even sound like the friend he had known for so many years, they were not collected and placed perfectly like they usually were, they were spewed out as soon as they came to his mind.
Hiei looked at the tile floor for a long moment, "do you honestly think I would do this to myself Kurama?" He asked trying to bring it out of his friend… but he didn't know if he could deal with knowing what the answer to the question was.
"I don't know what to think Hiei."
And then there was silence, only the sound of the rain from the outside broke through the heavy tension in the room.
"I'm… sorry." Hiei said looking down, he had no answers to anything, if Kurama was to not accept him he didn't know what he would do with himself; it killed him to know he couldn't tell him what was going on.
Kurama was silent for a long moment, looking at the counter, then suddenly he shot out at Hiei, "I don't understand, if something is going on with you why can't you just say something to me to let me know, anything at all, do you just not trust me?"
Hiei closed his eyes, "no."
"Then what is it?"
There was silence again, "I'm sorry." The words were beginning to become easier to say, especially to Kurama.
The said redhead sighed heavily with his eyes closed for a moment, then he went over to where Hiei was sitting and sat in front of him, taking his face in his hands, Hiei refused to meet his eyes.
"Hiei look at me." He didn't listen. "Hiei…" Still he didn't listen, all of this was to painful he feared that if he looked into those mesmerizing green eyes he would fall victim to the emotions he had locked up for so long and lose all control of himself.
Hiei's eyes finally moved over to Kurama, he just had to see the look in his eyes; he had to.
The emerald eyes were filled with sadness and worry, but not sadness because Hiei wouldn't tell him what was going on, but because Hiei was sad, it was making him upset as well.
"Kurama…" He slid off the chair in front of him and let his gaze fall again, he was breaking and he couldn't deal with it.
"I…" he didn't know how to ask for what he wanted, but somehow Kurama knew… he always knew.
Kurama drew Hiei into a tight embrace and instantly Hiei returned it, gripping onto his friend because his life and sanity depended on it. "I'm sorry Kurama." He said again, he felt Kurama leaning into his hair and just gently listening to him, and he knew he would listen to anything he said.
"I'm sorry." Hiei repeated the words too many times for him to count, and still Kurama said nothing, just listened to him and stayed in place.
Hiei felt wetness grow in his eyes, his head was bent down so he knew Kurama couldn't see it but if he stayed there he would feel it, and he had already been weaker tonight then he had ever let anybody else see.
He pushed the red head away from him and grabbed his head, covering his face with his palms just as the tears fell.
'You're so weak Hiei!' He screamed at himself, 'look at what you've come to, and for what, for your only friend to think you are weak?'
"Nothing is right." Hiei finally said, his voice was broken more than either of them had ever heard. "I hate this!" He shouted, Kurama looked at Hiei, he didn't know what he could do that would help, there was nothing
"No…" suddenly Hiei threw himself back at Kurama, embracing him once more, and there was where he stayed for a long while.
Kurama, confused beyond logical action just embraced him back knowing that for whatever reason it was what he needed. [1
After awhile Kurama broke the silence, "you're staying here tonight." Hiei drew back, his crimson eyes even more red from his tears that had now ceased. "I can't." But it was what he wanted.
"Hiei I don't trust you to leave." Hiei understood that he meant he didn't trust him to be alone with only himself; slowly Kurama was regaining his composure with words.
"So whether you were planning to or not, you're staying here tonight." Kurama stood up and brought Hiei up with him and offered him a bright smile and motioned to his room, where they usually did stay.
Hiei was sure that Kurama understood that tonight was not the night for them to discuss what they had both just witnessed.
As they walked down the dark hall towards Kurama's room Hiei knew he couldn't finish the night without fixing the bond between them.
"Kurama I need you to understand." He stated and Kurama looked back at him long enough to give him a confused look.
"I do trust you with my life and anything," he paused, "more than anyone else." Kurama gave him a bright smile that made him want to smile, but he held back, he needed to get himself composed once more.
"I feel the same way Hiei." He said honestly.
The two got ready for the night and slipped into Kurama's bed, Hiei never slept when he was at Kurama's house, he was always so in love with the sound of nothing that was in Kurama's house that it kept him awake.
There was no screaming here, there were no abusive parents and never had he once smelled so much as one drop of alcohol in Kurama's home.
It was everything that he could ever want in a home and more, and every time he was here it almost seemed to good to be true, like he would soon wake up in his own house and everything had been nothing but a dream.
But as he looked over at the sleeping red head beneath the rose red sheets he knew that he would always live within this dream for as long as he could.
(Not the end!!!!!!!)
A/N: Like the parenthesis above says, this is not the last chapter even though it did have a cool ending on it. I think this chapter turned out kind of like what I wanted but with more, as I was writing it I nearly cried as I visualized a broken Hiei. Please send all of your comments and ideas please! (and no flames please and thank you!)
NEXT CHAPTER SOON!!!!
[1: Whenever I watched the show and watched scenes with Hiei and Kurama I have always had a sort of weird need to see Hiei break down.
Just once, just to see him cry (to prove the claim about whether he cries tear gems for one!) and to see him actually give a lot of feeling towards something!
I think having him break down just shows the human side that lets him feel emotion whether he wants to acknowledge he feels them or not!
So writing this kind of fulfilled that need to see and I apologize if it was badly written, I tried!
And I'm sorry if Hiei was a bit OOC at that part, I didn't think there was a way to have him break down and still be all… Hiei-like at the same time.
Please review!
-Forbiddensoul562