Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Goodbye ❯ Love? ( Chapter 1 )

(fist chaps a little short. Hope you like!)

Kurama smiled as he watched the Sakura petals fall around him. It had been this time of year only 12 months ago that he had admitted his Love for Hiei. They had gone for a walk to the park they frequented on off days of the Rekai Tentai. Though Kurama went to school in between, he still had plenty of time to walk in the park with Hiei; or so he’s like to think.

The truth was, Kurama didn’t have time. He had plenty of homework after school and filled his weekends with extra curriculars, but always told Hiei there was nothing to do. Kurama couldn’t help pushing aside all the things he had to do when he got the chance to spend time with the koorime; the little demon seemed to make all his troubled disappear.

“He’s like an eraser, getting rid of all the things on my to do list,” Kurama thought to himself, getting up and walking back toward his house.

At first they were just partners, then became friends, but gradually the fox fell. He watched Hiei’s every movement and enjoyed it as he would a dessert, savoring every glance that came his way and every word the youkai spoke.

It was that joy that kept him going every day, that and the love of his mother. Kurama had thought of suicide before, leaving the depressing earth and ningin body and residing in rekai, maybe even seeing Kuronue. But the tug of reality took away the glamour as the guilt of breaking his mother’s heart set in. She loved him, and he didn’t want to hurt her, after all, she would have had a normal, loving son or daughter if he hadn’t intervened.

Kurama sighed as his thoughts were drawn back to Hiei, the demon he couldn’t seem to stop thinking about. He had loved the fire demon for a long while, but it had just been a year ago that he had confessed. ***Flashback*** Kurama walked, a little uneasily today, down the path next to Hiei, eyes staring straight forward and hand fidgeting nervously in his pocket. This was one problem Hiei invoked, instead of pushed away. He sat on the park bench immediately as they arrived, and tried to calm himself.

He was going through with it, ‘it was now or never,’ Kurama thought as Hiei stared at the fox who was trying to hide a worried look.

“What’s wrong Fox?” Hiei asked, standing in front of the seated kitsune. Kurama struggled to push away the thoughts of rejection as he took a deep breath.

“Hiei, I care for you.” Hiei blinked, confused by the statement. “You’re my friend,” Kurama continued, “but I care for you as more than a friend.” Kurama’s gaze dropped to his hands, fidgeting slightly in his lap. “I love you, Hiei.” Kurama looked up, expecting to see an angry expression on Hiei’s face, but all he saw was an awe-struck one. An eager expression replaced Kurama’s fearful one as he awaited Hiei’s reaction.

It took seconds for the red head’s words to set in and Hiei blinked several times, staring at Kurama’s hopeful face before he bent down to throw his arms around the fox.

Kurama’s heart leapt with joy as he felt the koorime’s warm embrace, and stood lifting Hiei completely off his feet.

Hiei enjoyed the love given as Kurama buried his teary emerald eyes in his raven hair.   ***end flashback*** Kurama reached the door to his mother’s house and opened the door with his key, making sure to lock it securely behind him. It was almost dark and almost time for Kurama to sleep, after he finished his homework of course.

Skipping steps up to his room, Kurama threw open his English book and skimmed though the reading assignment. He skipped the rest of the pages, having finished the assessment, and did the same with his science.

Biology was his favorite subject, also the easiest, and he finished within five minutes. Quickly throwing on his pajamas, Kurama set his alarm and climbed into bed, hoping Hiei would come visit him.

Hiei didn’t come and before Kurama knew it he woke to his alarm. It was six thirty, and he could still get to school by seven thirty if he slept in a half an hour and ran fast. Turning his alarm off and going back to sleep, Kurama woke at seven and slowly climbed out of bed. Jumping in the shower, he was out in five minutes, brushing his teeth as he dressed. Once dressed, Kurama hurried down the stairs, grabbing some toast and his things and hurrying out the door.

On the way he encountered Yusuke, who he had forgotten to avoid, and Yusuke asked why he was running.

“Slept in,” Kurama stammered, increasing his speed and trying to outrun the detective. After a minute of running, Yusuke gave up and turned down a side street toward an arcade.

Kurama sighed as Yusuke left and got to school just in time for the bell. He sat down and the class handed in their papers, today talking about photosynthesis and respiration.

Five minutes into the class period and Kurama was already tired of hearing Mr. Hamasake talk. He started to draw something in his notebook, setting it up perfectly and sketching the background first.

By the end of the class period, Kurama only had to finish coloring the hair, and finished shading it with his pencil before he stood to walk to his next class.

In English it was the same and Kurama flipped the page to start a more elaborate drawing. His doodle took up the rest of the day and when the last bell rang, Kurama ran all the way home.

Running up the stairs and throwing his things on his bed, he found Hiei in the tree outside his window and invited him in. Hiei never let himself in, it was always Kurama that had to invite him. Strange as it was, Kurama ignored it, completely happy for the first time in his life.

He was perfectly content sitting on the couch with Hiei in his lap, watching TV. Kurama wasn’t really paying attention to the TV, but they stayed that way until it got too late and Kurama nudged Hiei to get off him. He climbed the stairs, Hiei a ways behind him, and once in his room, dressed for bed. Hiei held back a little, then after a sad look from Kurama, climbed into bed beside him.

The school books lay forgotten on the floor as Kurama and Hiei snuggled close, enjoying a Friday night.