#20-Tree-Kurama/Kazuma
"Bury me," Kurama whispered calmly, letting go of the sharp purple blossom he'd clutched in his palm, "Bury me here, to remember me?" His shirt was soaked. So much blood...
Yusuke turned away as his best friend took those pale fingers in his own; as Kuwabarra promised to redeem his lover. "It's gonna be ok," the gentle man gasped, wiping his face, "We'll remember you..." Hiei grit his teeth, turned away.
Yusuke panted, choking on the smell of blood. "You can't die," he moaned, "Not like this...!"
"I'll remember you," Kuwabarra gently brushed sanguine bangs from Kurama's forehead, smiling, sobbing, "you know that, you dummy...!"
The kitsune coughed; blood sprayed their shirts, their faces. "I know," he nodded, smiling softly.
And then, he was very still...