Secret 

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Secret is from HEART, 1990

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 "Kurama, I will expect your report tomorrow."

The redhead nodded his head solemnly.  Yomi stared at him for a long time before he finally sighed.

"You may go."  The makai lord said reluctantly. 

Kurama nodded silently again and closed the door to Yomi's office.  The youko went his slowly way out of the palace and relaxed wholly when he was outside Gandara.  It was only then that the youko's tall frame sagged with weariness, hands hooked idly inside the pockets of his military garb.  Kurama brushed impatiently at his red hair.  His emerald eyes twinkled at the sight that stood before him.  He was near his territory!  The youko could not help himself any longer.  In a blink of an eye, his crimson hair bled into silver, the slender, willowy frame replaced by the much taller, more masculine physique of his youko aspect.  He was Youko Kurama once again!  The youko gleefully leaped from tree to tree, infusing his ki so that the greenery reached out to welcome him.  Kurama chuckled and the flowers bobbed their heads with mirth, happy to hear their master so cheerful.  The youko finally stood to a standstill and cocked his furry ears.  His nearest neighbor was very near.  In fact, he was standing several feet away from Kurama!

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We lead two different lives

Just like two lines that never cross

And here we are together

Standing closer than we are

But we're still standing here untouched

Too scared to make a move

We want so much to touch

And we can't wait forever

We know it's dangerous

For us to be together

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 "Hn."  Hiei snorted at the silver fox.  But the ruby eyes that studied the youko were intense, hungry even.  Kurama sauntered slowly toward the fire youkai and stood a foot away from him.

"Hiei."  Kurama spoke the name softly; a tingling sensation started crawling from his toes up to the pit of his stomach.  The fox demon sank down on the ground and regarded the youkai under his long silver ashes.

"Did you have a busy day?"  He asked softly.

The fire demon nodded curtly.  His eyes riveted to the pale smoothness of Kurama's neck and arms and legs.  He growled inwardly.  It was not good to have Kurama as a neighbor.  He was far too tempting.  He moved closer until Kurama's fresh breath was fanning his face.  An insistent drumming in his chest drowned out the sounds from the makai woods.  The little youkai leaned closer to hear what the fox was saying, lips inches apart from that sensuous mouth.

"Hn. You were saying?"  Hiei rasped.  His small hands clutched his katana tightly.  Kurama moved nearer, his cheeks brushed across Hiei's stiff shoulder blades.  The youko murmured softly on Hiei's ear.

"How long are we gonna play this game, Hiei?"  Kurama asked quietly.

The fire demon turned startled ruby eyes to the now serious face.

"You know this can't go on forever."  Kurama murmured quietly.

Hiei swallowed the lump in his throat.  His eyes were sad and regretful as he stared down at the pale gorgeous creature before him.

"You know we can't.  It is forbidden."  He began just as softly.  He watched quietly as Kurama took out several seeds from his hair.  He knew what those plant bones were for.  They were to safeguard the dangerous conversation they were having, muffle their voices into mere silence.  Hiei nodded to the fox.  He relaxed his stance.  Kurama patted the ground at his side.  Hiei sat obediently, but from across the youko.  Kurama narrowed his eyes at him.

"And how was your day?"  Hiei asked conversationally.

"Monotonous.  Yomi couldn't dispel the boredom of the job he gave me, no matter how may times he had me on my feet."

"Hn."  The fire demon gave a crooked grin, but then his eyes mirrored a deep worry.  He knew why Yomi kept Kurama to his side.  The makai lord wanted the fox to be his lover.  But Kurama had evaded his clutches time and time again.  He was afraid Kurama would run out of excuses and space and would finally succumb to Yomi willingly.  He bent down his spiky head, greatly pained by the thought.  His heart started to drum wildly when a slender finger captured his chin in a gentle caress.  He gazed back into the beautiful golden eyes.

"Why are you so sad, Hiei?"  Kurama asked with a smile that faltered halfway.

"How long are we gonna keep this up, kitsune?"  He asked harshly.

Kurama paled even more.  He gazed for a long time at Hiei and then stood up.

"Goodnight, Hiei."

The graceful youko walked away slowly, head bent dejectedly.

"Goodnight, Kurama."

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How do we ever keep this secret

How do we keep it in the dark

And if we dare to taste our weakness

How could we tear ourselves apart

Why do we keep this love together

Didn't we know right from the start

That we would have to keep this secret

Or forever stay apart

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 The next day was even more arduous for Kurama.  Yomi had snarled at him for the very first time.  In the end, Yomi grabbed him and pushed him inside his office.

"When are you gonna give up this charade, Kurama?"  Yomi demanded.  "Why can't you understand that to be free, all you have to do is to be mine."  The makai lord snarled angrily.

The redhead calmly shook off Yomi's gripping hands and answered coolly.

"I don't understand you, Yomi."

For an answer, Yomi took the youko into his arms.

"Can't understand or won't understand?"  Yomi said harshly, gazing intensely at the youko's sensuous mouth

"Someone is coming!"  Kurama hissed softly and Yomi pushed Kurama abruptly away from him.

Kurama rearranged his clothes and schooled his features to greet Yomi's visitor.  And gazed straight into Hiei's ruby eyes.  For a brief moment, the fire youkai and the youko exchanged a meaningful glance before Kurama unnecessarily announced Hiei's coming.

"Yomi, Mukuro's right hand is here to see you."

Yomi nodded a dismissal to Kurama and looked in Hiei's direction.

"What have you got there?"

"A message from Mukuro."  Hiei said in his low voice.  He watched Kurama leave the room in his peripheral vision.

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Hiei walked swiftly amid the pouring makai rain.  He could see his haven not very far now.  His and Kurama's territories linked close together, youkai hearts linked even closer.  He could fathom the silver fox's shimmering form waiting for him.

"Baka!"  Hiei snarled under his breath.

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I watch you coming to me

Walking in the pouring rain

I can't help looking at you

Wishing I could stay away

So many times I've tried in vain

To close my eyes and pray it goes away

But I can't stop myself from feeling

To let you go would be too much

For me to take

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 Kurama gazed desperately at the small figure coming so swiftly toward him.  Inari.  He couldn't stop the tide of his feelings any longer.  He wanted Hiei and him only.  He surprised the fire youkai by holding out his arms and grabbing the small compact body in his warm, wet embrace.  He could die here in his arms and he would be content.  The two demons fell down on the grassy, wet clearing and Kurama nimbly pushed the youkai down the ground.

"Kurama, what do you think you're doing?"   Hie shouted at him above the deafening heavy downpour.  He watched with mingled awe and anticipation as the greenery grew in gigantic proportions, shrouding the entire clearing from unwanted observers.  The youko swooped down on the fire youkai, tasting the fire on the youkai's lips, completely oblivious to the incessant rain falling down his drenched back.  The fox demon raised his body slightly to accommodate the straightening youkai beneath him.

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I can't help thinking

When I look into your eyes

How much I needed you

It's so hard to hide

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 "Ku-Kurama...."

"Hiei."  The silver youko bent down again and kissed the fire demon hungrily on the mouth.  He watched the confusion on the fire youkai's face and the youko pressed his forehead against Hiei's warm jagan.

"I can't hold on for much longer, Hiei.  I need you.  I'd die for you, please understand."  He whispered coaxingly, slender hands wandering to the compact torso where Hiei's heart throbbed wildly.  Kurama pressed his palm on the pulsing skin, licking his lips.  Hiei shivered at the look of utter sensuality on the golden orbs.  He understood Kurama.  He grabbed a fistful of wet silver hair and kissed Kurama so deeply until they both couldn't breathe anymore.

"H-Hiei?"  Kurama's tone was unbelieving, his golden eyes luminous with unshed tears.

"If you die, I'd die with you."  Hiei promised with very serious smoldering ruby eyes.  The youko nodded and allowed Hiei to take off the soak gauzy garb off his pale, smooth body.  Then the two would-be-lovers lay back on the ground, eyes locked together, memorizing that moment to treasure within their souls.

"Ai shiteru."  Kurama whispered deeply and Hiei smiled at him very sweetly for the very first time in his whole youkai life.  And then their mouths touched.

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How do we ever keep this secret

How do we keep it in the dark

And if we dare to taste our weakness

How could we tear ourselves apart

Why do we keep this love together

Didn't we know right from the start

That we would have to keep this secret

Or be doomed to stay apart

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~OWARI~