InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ I Think I Love You ❯ 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Kagome Hiei I Think I Love You Chapter Four: Hiei’s Confusion and Kagome’s Tears   Kagome stretched, groaning loudly as she tried to work out the kinks that had burrowed themselves into her muscles. She leaned back against the tree she was sitting under, waiting for Shuiichi to leave the school. Her first month of classes had gone pretty well actually. Sesshoumaru, she could tell from his aura, was still the demon that he had been, but he just looked human in his façade. Inuyasha was the same case. She had Inuyasha in most of her classes, so she was happy. Apparently he remembered her quite well, considering he had hugged the daylights out of her when he had her alone saying she had worried the shit out of him and where the hell had she been for the past five hundred years. Kagome had explained everything to him, not mentioning Hiei in anything. But she could tell that he knew what happened. He always knew when something was wrong with her. The two were now back to being the friends-that-argued-constantly that they used to be. She had even found Sango and Miroku. Sango was Kagome’s PE coach, and she thought that was funny. Miroku was her Psychology teacher, and he loved messing with their heads, confusing them to no ends with his reverse psychology. Now all she had to do was find Shippo at some elementary school or something and she would have found the entire gang. Kagome stretched, but froze when the aura of a demon passed by her so quickly she almost missed it. Kagome looked around, trying to find it, and tried to zero in on the aura. It was gone. Kagome pouted. She really had to work on her powers more. She still wasn’t very strong, although she helped kill Naraku with her aura; she wasn’t some all-powerful priestess like Midoriko or something. (God, I hate it when fanfics do that!) Kagome’s eyes caught sight of Shuiichi’s bright red hair and she turned toward him, only to freeze. A black-haired man stood near Shuiichi, talking to him. Black hair standing up in a flame, a white starburst near the forehead, and a pure-black outfit made of a cloak, tank-top, slacks, and boots with two white belts. No mistaking it, it was Hiei. Kagome’s eyes widened in shock. What was Hiei doing here? Sure, she’d seen him in the pictures in Shuiichi’s room and everything…but what was he doing here? Kagome shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, and ran towards Shuiichi. “Shuiichi! Quit flirting with your boyfriend! Let’s get going!” Shuiichi visibly bristled at the insinuation. “Kagome! He’s my best friend.” “Uh-huh, that’s what they all say.” Kagome said, pretending to believe him. She smirked at him. Shuiichi glared at his older sister. “You suck.” “And you do too, Shu-chan.” Her eyes locked with Hiei’s…locking with those familiar, beautiful rubies swirling with the ice of so many hardened years of life. She couldn’t stop the tears from springing to her eyes. What the hell are you doing here? She whispered in her mind, knowing that he could hear her. He always had been able to, there was no reason that he would have suddenly stopped. His eyes widened a miniscule amount as he completely recognized her now for whom she was. You should be dead… Yeah, you made sure of that, didn’t you? I didn’t try to kill you. Oh yeah, right, sure. Whatever. Kagome turned back to Shuiichi. “Let’s go, Shuiichi. Mom will be worried.” Shuiichi nodded, sending a worried glance to his best friend. The two ran off towards home, and Kagome hurried to her room once they got there, refusing to come out. Shuiichi sighed as they all finished eating, eyeing Kagome’s empty chair. “Mother, I’m going to bring a bowl up to Kagome.” “Thank you dear. I was just about to do that.” Shiori handed her son a tray of food and tea and he carried it up the stairs to Kagome’s room. “Kagome?” he gently knocked on the door. A sniffling sound caught his ear, and he attuned his sensitive hearing to the sounds in the room. She was softly singing something…a song that rung his heart in two just listening.   Twisted, turning, Crashing, burning, All this just to break me down.
You don't know me You don't see me You don't know me Because I don't care. But I'm still here, Patiently waiting for you to disappear. Is this my cross to bear?
Faceless, faking, Pressure, taking, All this just to bring me down.
I'm still here, Reluctantly waiting for you to interfere. Is this my cross to bear? (Staind: Cross to Bear) Kurama blinked in surprise at the pure sadness in her voice…but his ears picked out a sob-ridden word filled with love and loathing. “Hiei…” Kurama started, almost dropping the tray in his hands. He cleared his throat, admonishing himself for losing his cool if even for a moment. “Kagome!” “What?” “Can I come in, I brought~” “Go away!” Kurama sighed. He grasped the doorknob and pushed his way into her room, placing the tray on the desk they had put in her room. Her room, she said, looked exactly like the one from her old home so she had zero to no adjusting to do except for the different house and people. “Kagome?” The girls’ face was buried into a tear-soaked pillow, her shoulders still shivering slightly. Kurama strode over to his sister’s bed, placing a hand on her shoulder as he sat down on the edge. “Kagome…what does all of this have to do with Hiei?” She stiffened at the name, and he knew he had hit the nail on the head. “What makes you think this has to do with him?” she stuttered, stumbling over her words like a toddler learning how to walk. “Well, for starters, you basically said that you know him, and I heard his name said after you finished singing.” His emerald eyes saddened when Kagome’s face came into view as she pulled her face out of her pillow. Her beautiful eyes, usually so full of life and happy, were sad. Over sad, actually, they seemed…like a heart-broken fools’ eyes. “Kagome, what happened? How do you know Hiei? What did he do to you?” Kagome sniffled. He just had to bring up Hiei. Maybe…maybe I can trust him with it…he’ll believe me. I know he will. “Shuiichi…I’m…not normal. I used to travel back and forth between now and the Feudal Era of Japan. I broke a jewel known as the Jewel of Four Souls. I gathered the shards of it with a half-demon named Inuyasha, a fox pup named Shippo, a demon exterminator named Sango, and Miroku, a perverted monk. We had to kill a demon named Naraku, who had most of the jewel shards. During the mission…I met someone.” “Hiei?” Kurama broke in. Her story was so amazing, so far-fetched…but he believed her. He knew that she wouldn’t lie to him intentionally, and she wasn’t crazy. Also, he remembered from his days as Yoko Kurama, meeting a girl who looked uncannily like Kagome. His eyes narrowed. She is telling the truth. I can tell. She’s the girl. She nodded, not noticing his change in demeanor. “Yes. We met him when we stopped by a demon village. He was sitting in a corner of the tavern we were in, watching the crowd. Later, he saved me from a demon trying to kill me for the jewel, and then he disappeared…we met up again later. A few months later, I think. He stayed with us that time at my insistence. I wanted a new person in the group and I wanted to get to know him. He hated me. I could tell. Slowly…very slowly actually. We started to become friends, and then it evolved into something else.” “Love?” “Maybe. I don’t know. He sure can act like a love-struck fool when he wants to.” Kagome snorted. “I just wish that what he’d told me was true.” “So…Hiei…betrayed you?” “Not…betray per se. After the final battle with Naraku, which Hiei helped a great deal in, he said he was leaving forever. I was shocked. He said…he said that he loved me and that he’d stay with me forever. Of course…I didn’t remember the fact that…as he said, You were fool enough to trust a demon in lusts word and therefore you are being burned for your mistake. Never mistake lust for love. That was all it was. A cheap fuck. With that, he left…and he took my heart with him, like he always had.” Kurama’s eyes narrowed. That didn’t sound like Hiei. Hiei was a sadistic little fuck, sure. But he would never string somebody along, making them believe he loved them and then dropping them. He didn’t believe in that. He always believed in being straight-forward. If you wanted to fuck somebody, fuck them. If you wanted them for a mate, then take them for a mate…this just defied everything he knew about Hiei. “Is there…anything else?” Kurama choked out, trying to control the sudden burning urge to either kill his friend or break down crying with Kagome wrapped tightly in his arms. He cared deeply for his little sister. And he would now do anything to protect her. “Well…Shuiichi, you’ve noticed how I’ve been…odd lately.” “Of course. You blew up at me for no reason and then started crying while apologizing like your life depended on it. You’ve wanted really weird foods…what kind of mixture is peanut butter and ramen, by the way?” Kagome laughed nervously. “Uh…Shuiichi...what I’m about to tell you cannot be told to mom and dad.” “Of course.” “I’m pregnant.” Kurama blinked. “You’re…pregnant?” Why didn’t I smell it? “Yes.” “But that would mean…who’s?” “Hiei’s…the night before we defeated Naraku. I was so scared…and a comforting kiss led somewhere else.” Kagome blushed brightly. Just the memory of that made her blush her head off. “So…you didn’t get an abortion?” He immediately regretted the words once they left his mouth. “What?! I would never do that!” Kagome glared at him so hard that he was scared…she could scare Hiei, no doubt about it. “This is…the last thing I have of Hiei. No matter what he did to me…I love him. I can never stop loving him.” Kurama gave her a soft smile. “Well…I guess that makes you a fool…but a loveable fool.” He pat her on the head, playfully ruffling her hair. “Hey…” Kagome said, pretending to slap him. Kurama ducked quite easily. Kagome’s alarm went off, and a song burst through. Kurama laughed. This was their favorite song. He stood and held a hand out to Kagome. “Shall we dance?” Kagome grinned. “I’d be delighted.” The two stood and started to dance and sing to the music, lost in the mixture of their voices with the song. (Kurama Kagome Both)
I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
and I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
and I can't help to fix myself
Your making me insane
All I can say is

I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel


I tried to help you once
A kiss will only vise
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That your drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last dance

I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel


I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
and I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever came around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause your drowning in the water
and I tried to grab your hand
and I left my heart open
but you didn't understand
but you didn't understand
You fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
(Papa Roach: Scars) The two collapsed to Kagome’s bed, laughing as they held out the last note as far as they could.   Kurama stood up from Kagome’s bed, his eyes watching her in her sleep. The poor girl had been through a lot. And she still had the energy to smile and laugh. Kurama looked out the window. Tomorrow he would have a long talk with his best friend. Oh yes…a very long talk.