| Disclaimers:
Yu Yu Hakusho is the property of Yoshihiro Togashi, Shonen Jump
Weekly, Fuji TV and Studio Pierrot
Keshiki, Kurai, Fuyu & Minora are mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kurama
sat silently with Yomi. Once
in a while, the blind youkai would turn in the youko's direction and smile
a secret smile. He felt
lightheaded and he had reason to be.
It had been a long time since he saw the redheaded youko/ningen in
his territory after the makai tournament.
It was as if Kurama as deliberately avoiding him.
Not that he had done anything to ward off the youko.
On the contrary, he had done everything in his power to make the
youko comfortable with him again. He
wanted to relive the closeness before Kurama reincarnated in a ningen
body, before he had been blinded by Kurama's paid assassin.
He wanted to forget the bitterness, the anger, the feeling of
betrayal. He wanted Kurama
close to him period. He
rationalized that maybe he had these feelings because he missed the old
times and best of all the comradeship of the youko.
Yomi sighed softly as Kurama unexpectedly turned his head and
caught him looking at him. The
youko's emerald eyes widened a little, asking a question.
Yomi waved his hand in dismissal and smiled at the redhead. His next action, however, made the youko speechless.
Yomi took his hand again in his and for the rest of the journey it
stayed there. *************** Hiei
eyed the many guests pouring into Mukuro's castle. The fire demon's ki was very erratic. His crimson eyes looked hazily from one arriving youkai to
the next. Nodding briefly to
those who spoke to him, otherwise the youkai remained silent. Hiei's heart felt like breaking.
This was the day.
The final day to say farewell to the second woman who had touched
his life and moved his heart. The first one was his sister, the next and probably the last
was his master, teacher and friend, Mukuro. No. Mukuro was
more than a friend to him, but they never had any physical relationship.
All those years, Hiei had trained with Mukuro, he had discovered
how beautiful she was despite the somewhat ghastly physical appearance, at
least that was what the other half of her body was.
Mukuro had cared for him, gave him new meaning to his already
meaningless, purposeless youkai existence.
She made him live and realize that life had so much more to offer.
She had never even tried to force him to stay in the makai.
She never had to. He
was more than willing to spend his youkai life with her, not knowing that
the woman's life was only a little longer than Raizen's.
Hiei closed his eyes tightly.
He could feel the sting of tears at the back of his eyes.
When he opened them again, he perceived Yusuke and Kuwabara coming
toward him. His two former
teammates gaped at him. "H-Hiei...."
Yusuke managed to squeak. "You've grown...." Kuwabara
merely contemplated the fire demon silently. Hiei
stood up from where he had been sitting on the throne and jumped next to
Yusuke.. The fire demon had
grown as tall as Kuwabara. "Hn.
Is this all you came for? To
ask me a stupid question?" Hiei
glared daggers at Yusuke. "Taller,
but definitely as snotty as ever."
Kuwabara rolled his eyes. Hiei
merely grunted as Yusuke sweated it out. "Anyway,
thanks for coming." The
fire demon said softly, the beginnings of a smile on his otherwise weary
face at the stunned expressions of his two friends. A
youkai came in and bowed to the fire demon. "Lord
Hiei, his highness Lord Yomi has arrived."
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