Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Dream Weaver ❯ The End - Version 2 ( Chapter 7 )

SM: Holy crap I'm evil.

TheBoy: You're just NOW figuring this out?

SM: No… Just thought I'd state the obvious for those readers out there who STILL haven't gotten it yet…. *smirk*

TheBoy: You're seriously asking for an ass-kicking, you know.

SM: Ya I know… I like to tempt fate some times ^_^ Anywho… read on dear people! I know you guys have been waiting for this chapter for a while… I'm sorry I didn't post it sooner, but reality is a BITCH!!

TheBoy: As opposed to just YOU being a bitch.

SM: Remind me to tattle to Mom about you later…

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I miss your light

I miss your smile

I miss everything about you

Every second's like a minute

Every minute's like a day

When you're far away

The snow is getting colder

And I wish you were here

A battlefield of blood and fear

And I wish you were here

I've got feelings for you

From the first time I laid my eyes on you

~*Blackmore's Night - "Wish You Were Here"*~

Kurama switched off the radio, snarling curses to the damn blasted DJ who was so stupid as to play such a song when he felt so miserable.

Maybe miserable wasn't the word; completely and totally shattered… Yes, that sounded more like it. He felt broken, ripped apart piece by little piece, until there was nothing left but barren naught. Kurama thought that perhaps, rationally, he had no right to feel this way. Hiei was the one who had to deal with the memories of his mind being invaded so easily, being manipulated for whatever reason. He had to live with the idea that perhaps his psyche was beyond repair for all eternity. He would forever carry these memories, keeping a piece of the Dream Waver with him, always. Kurama really wished there was something he could do to help. He had even offered, but Hiei simply shook his head, then disappeared.

It had been three weeks since he had seen Hiei last, and that was why he was feeling so low. Sure, he had gone through much longer time periods without site nor sound from the little Fire Demon, but this instance was different. Far different. Hiei had a lot on his mind, therefore having every right to disappear for a while so he could work it all out. But, strangely, Kurama felt jilted.

He and Hiei had touched subconscious', becoming one entity for the smallest second, at least in Kurama's mind. It was like making love; touching the deepest part of a person's soul, discovering every last dark detail to their inner workings, coming together in one glorious act of the purest worship. It was beautiful, and enlightening, and something Kurama never though he would have the opportunity to do.

The similarities were freaky, if he really thought about it.

But he could deal with freaky… He WAS a demon after all. Freaky was his thing. But that didn't stop the fact that he felt as though he had been bent over, lubed up, and screwed thoroughly.

A little smirk tilted the corner of his mouth as he thought that analogy over. He really was a sick little Fox at times, but he really couldn't help it. He sighed, resting his chin in his palm as he stared absently at the wall of his bedroom. During the mind tap he had performed on Hiei, or perhaps after… it didn't really matter when, but some how he had seen exactly what the Dream Weaver was trying to accomplish. He couldn't fault her for the admirable attempt, he even felt a little obliged towards her. She was trying to make his wildest dreams come true, to make Hiei give himself up to Kurama. But he knew that was wrong; wrong on so many levels.

He had never wanted Hiei to come to him unless it was of his own free will, and that was obviously not an issue for the Dream Weaver. For some reason she felt the need to force feelings upon Hiei, and if there was one thing you never did, was force Hiei into anything he didn't want to do. You either failed, or got yourself killed. No win situation right there.

When it came right down to it though, Kurama felt that perhaps, because of the fact that both he and Hiei had similar experiences, that the Fire Demon would be inclined to speak with him about it. It always helped to talk to someone, and hadn't he always been a friend in the past? Hadn't he always been honest with Hiei, in both his opinion and advice? Damnit, Kurama thought that they were closer than that.

"Stupid Fox…" he mumbled to himself, an echo of Hiei's words that he heard so often. Sighing again, Kurama stood and headed for the bathroom. A shower sounded nice after the day he had, and maybe the water could wash away this horrible feeling. It was a slim chance, but hell, he was ready to try anything at this point.

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The school day came and went in its usual monotony. Kurama would pay attention to his professors, take notes, and ignore the slobbering whimpering females who chose to follow him around on a daily basis. Sure, he was flattered, but that's as far as it went. He figured that his human form was much too young to be fraternizing with other human females. Besides, he was still holding out for a certain someone…

"Fox."

Kurama stopped mid stride, his eyes wide and his heart stopping. He knew Hiei's voice anywhere, and he longed to turn around and greet his friend. But he stood frozen, unable to move, barely even breathe. He felt a warm brush of air as said Demon walked past him, down the sidewalk.

"Follow me."

Kurama swallowed hard, but forced his legs forward after Hiei, at least three steps behind him. He wanted to ask so many questions all at once, but his voice failed him miserably, so he was content to just follow. He was also fairy certain that no matter the questions he may have asked, Hiei wouldn't answer them.

Kurama soon found himself standing next to a wrought iron park bench, over looking a calm pond. Hiei had sat down at the far end of the bench, his arms crossed as he stared over the glassy water. Kurama helped himself to a seat as well, being careful to respect his friend's personal bubble. They sat for a while, simply content with the other's presence, drinking in the serenity all around. Kurama stole a few side glances at Hiei, but found him either unresponsive, or just indifferent. Either was likely.

"Kurama, I have something I need to ask you, and I expect you to answer me honestly."

Kurama swallowed the sand in his mouth, clearing his throat once before answering.

"Of course, Hiei. You can ask me anything."

"What did the Dream Weaver show you, when she was in your mind?"

Kurama coughed, a heavy blush covering his cheeks.

"Uh… Well, it was um…"

"Race of the Member?"

Kurama's eyes grew wide as he openly gawked at Hiei. How did he-?

Hiei was still facing the pond, but his eyes were turned towards the Fox, a very satisfied, amused smirk on his face.

"Hiei! That isn't funny!"

"From this end, it's hilarious - No, sit down Kurama. We still have to talk."

Kurama growled, forcing himself to sit back down, adopting Hiei's pose with his arms folded tightly across his chest. Huffing, he turned his face away, to look down the shoreline, trying to get his temper under control. He, just like Hiei, did not appreciate being made a fool of.

Suddenly, his head snapped backwards when the back of Hiei's hand smacked across his exposed cheek. It wasn't hard enough to really hurt, just enough to give him a little sting, and get his attention.

"What was that for!?"

"Hn. That was for invading my mind without permission."

Kurama rubbed at his burning cheek, feeling like a complete jerk. Hiei did have a good reason to smack him around, and was surprised that all his bones weren't broken by now. He stared down at his lap, feeling lower than dirt.

"And this," Kurama looked towards Hiei, gasping but not pulling away, when he came nose to nose with his friend, "Is for your damn, dirty imagination…"

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"Hey! Give that back!" Koenma screamed, trying desperately to snatch his remote control away from the thieving hands of the Dream Weaver.

"Forget it. It's not nice to spy on people, my Lord, especially during such an intimate moment."

"I don't care! I'm missing the best part, now give it back!" He lunged towards her, successfully falling to the floor. The Dream Weaver smirked, shaking her head.

"Gods… they'll never learn."

A soft hand slipped into hers, fingers entwining, and the two women smiled at each other gently. The Dream Weaver placed a gentle kiss to the other's temple, before turning back to Koenma.

"You make sure to tell Hiei and Kurama good luck for me, Koenma. I'll be seeing you!"

"Wait! Get back here with my remote! Dream Weaver, you owe me! Kyla, talk some sense into her, please!? Get back here both of yoooooou!!!"

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"Hiei?"

"Hn." < p>Kurama smiled, slipping his hand into Hiei's, resting them both on the little Demon's lap as he lay his head upon his shoulder.

"Nothing."

Hiei allowed himself a half smile, while Kurama couldn't see, and rested his head against that of his friend, giving his hand a little, reassuring squeeze. He didn't know how long this would last between them, all he knew was that he was going to soak in every second of it; allow himself to enjoy the moments they would inevitably share, even the bad.

He knew, deep down, that the only way this new adventure would end, was if either of them were to die. Kurama would surely not leave him, he knew that for certain. And he, himself, already knew that he would never find a reason to want to leave the Fox…. His Fox… Mine, until time, and times are done…

Once I had a heart cold as ice

Love to me was only for fun

I'd make a mark

For each broken heart

Like notches on the butt of a gun

Once I had a trick up my sleeve

And a reputation all over town

I was heartless and cold

Wherever I'd go

And I shot down every young girl I found

Yes I used to be a moonlight bandit

I used to be a heartbreak kid

Then I met you

And the next thing I knew

There I was

Oh, shot full of love

Who'd of thought that someone like you

Would take a desperado like me

But oh here I am

I'm as meek as a lamb

With my bleeding heart there at your feet

Yes I used to be a moonlight bandit

I used to be a heartbreak kid

Then I met you

And the next thing I knew

There I was

Oh, shot full of love

Yes I used to be a moonlight bandit

I used to be a heartbreak kid

Then I met you

And the next thing I knew

There I was

Oh, shot full of love

Shot full of love

~*The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - "Shot Full of Love"*~

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SM: *smirks and turns the stereo up* Alright, I know, the ending song was WAY cheesy… but hey, it's pretty! And ya gotta admit… one some weird, twisted level, it kinda fit the ending scene… right? RIGHT!?

TheBoy: *winces and covers his ears* Would you please not shout? Hurry up and finish your damn author's notes and the disclaimers so I can go to sleep… it's been way too long of a day…

SM: Will you quit complaining already? All you've done through this entire project was piss and moan about EVERYTHING!

TheBoy: Not true. I didn't bitch ONCE about the Dirt Band song, now did I?

SM: That's only because you're a fan… you were all pissy about the fact that I used it in a Yaoi fic though! SO NYA!

TheBoy: That's IT! WE END THIS NOW!

SM: BRING IT ON!

*both lunge for each other, falling to the floor in a violent wrestling match, screaming and shouting, pulling hair, bighting, punching, all various types of dirty fighting moves*

SM: *manages to pin him down for a second* Well, happy endings all around! Hiei and Kurama got together (sorry for the lack of lemon, btw… told ya I was evil!) and the Dream Weaver was given what she wanted all along, what her motivation was in the first place. Her lovely Kyla ^_^ (You remember her little speech with Hiei, don't you?)

Anyway, Laters to everyone!! Come back for my next fic, why don't ya?

Disclaimer: We here in SaintMe and TheBoy's world never ONCE claimed to own YYH, and we will never even consider claiming that.

We're weird, not stupid.

Disclaimer II: We also do not own "I Wish You Were Here"… that belongs to Blackmore's Night. I suggest you download it… very pretty.

Disclaimer III: And finally, we don't own "Shot Full of Love" by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band… Saw those guys in concert last year… WELL worth the 3 hour drive ^_^ I also suggest buying their CD's, or downloading their music, if you enjoy country. I'll NEVER get tired of them….