Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Friends ❯ Sorrow ( Chapter 2 )

Friends

Chapter 2

Okay in the last chapter, Hiei was mortally wounded in a border skirmish after finding Mukuro and Kurama in his bed. Well… having sex in his bed to be more accurate. Let's not forget that they love him. Oh well, onward with the tale. Standard disclaimers on all but Kiru, who's mine.

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Kurama is sitting at a desk, his head in his hands. I can't believe this…how could he get himself hurt like this. He looks over his shoulder to the bed in the middle of the room. It is occupied by Hiei's still form.

He is mortally wounded.

The thought causes a sob to wrench his body and tears fall once more. He lowers his head to his arms and sobs into his robes.

Why did this have to happen to him?

Why can't it be me there?

Why?

His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the door opening. An equally disheveled and teary Mukuro steps in, her head down, obviously trying to cling to some form of composure.

'Well,' she sniffles in-between sobs, 'I called them.' She looks up and Kurama sees that she can't control her tears any better than he can. 'They said they'd be here soon.' she trails off as her gaze is drawn to Hiei's battered form. God, no. She loses her composure, collapses to the floor beside Hiei's bed and buries her face her arms next to Hiei's heavily bandaged chest, and wails as if her heart was being pulled from her body.

I can't blame her; my heart was gone as soon as I heard, myself. Kurama closes his eyes and reviews Hiei's injuries again.

Torn wing- just needs stitching.

Cut on face- just needs time.

Back-barbed, flesh ripping arrow through his chest within an inch of his heart that pored blood like water from a sink… sobs claimed him again as he came to the obvious.

'Mortal.'

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It was so dark. This place.

Yet somehow…it welcomed him.

Him? Who?

All he...who was he? All he could remember was pain.

Pain and betrayal.

But that was 'There.' But where was 'There?' Where was 'Here' by the way?

He closed his eyes.

'Here' wasn't 'There.' That was all that mattered.

'Here,' no one could hurt him.

But there was one thing wrong. One question that rang in his mind.

But…what about…'her?'

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'Kiru.'

That one sound wrenched both Mukuro and Kurama up from their sobs.

'Did you just?' Mukuro asked, wonder in her eyes. Could he really pull through this!?

'Hear that?' Kurama finished for her. 'Yes, I did.' A small smile lit his face. Maybe he's not gone after all. He thought for a moment.

'But who or what is "Kiru?"'

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A female apparition is racing at inhuman speeds towards the fortress of the Makai Lady Mukuro. She had been running ever since she felt the sharp pain in her chest a half hour ago. She knew it was 'him.' She just knew it.

I'm coming, just hang on. Hiei.

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Yusuke gazed upon his two demon friends- one barely alive, and one looking as if he could die.

He looked at his human friend, Kuwabara, and the koorime, Yukina, he held in his arms. Same thing here-tears.

Yukina had already tried to heal her brother's wounds. She wasn't even able to come close to repairing the extensive damage caused by the arrow. She had explained that the construction of the arrowhead was made to cause it to twist and grip and rip flesh into shreds. And that was why a single arrow could bring him down.

'Oh, Oniisan,' Yukina sobs, dropping tear gems on the floor. 'Don't leave us yet.' She closed her eyes and remembered the day two years ago when he had told her.

-- flashback--

It had been her birthday, well the night of her birthday and she was in the garden outside of the late Genkai's temple. She had been counting another year's worth of tear gems, as was her habit, when a black tear gem on a silver chain had fallen into her handful of white gems.

'Nani…?' She had put her gems down onto the snowy ground and picked up the black gem. It was exquisite- dark with what seemed like a black fire burning within it. She gasped when she realized what it meant. 'Oniisan.' she breathed. She turned around and, there, leaning against a tree, was a small figure dressed in black.

The figure raised its lowered head and, although the figure's face was still shadowed, she could see his small smile. 'Imouto-chan.' he stepped into the light.

The koorime cried out in happiness and ran into her long-lost brother's opened arms. She cried happy tears as she brushed his spiky black hair with that shocking white starburst. 'Onii-chan,' she whispered. Looking into the crimson eyes that matched hers.

'Imouto-chan,' Hiei had whispered, kissing her cheek, 'Happy Birthday.'

'Happy Birthday, Hiei-chan, Happy Birthday.'

-- end flashback--

Yukina couldn't take it anymore- the color of the blood seeping through the bandages was too like their eyes- she tore herself away from Kuwabara's arms and ran to Hiei's bedside. She buried her head in her hands and cried her heart out.

'What are we going to do?' Kuwabara asked to no one in particular.

'Oi! Can't we just share our reiki with him?' Yusuke asked Kurama.

'No, I already tried that and had to stop,' Kurama said, his eyes taking on a haunted look, 'he would have died if I kept going.'

'But won't this kill him too?' Mukuro cried out, tired of just crying. 'There must be something, anything, we can do!' She runs to Kurama who holds her in his arms and comforts her.

Unnoticed a lithe, dark figure had silently slipped into the room after overhearing their conversation.

'There is.'

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The end!