Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Goodbye ❯ What?! ( Chapter 2 )

(This is the longest chapter with a total of Four pages! Wow… I could do better --! )

In the morning, Kurama woke to a Hiei who acted as if nothing had happened, flipping though one of a large collection of books on Kurama’s shelf. Kurama smiled at the fire youkai who smiled back, standing and walking to the bed. Stretching, Kurama climbed out of bed and walked to his closet to find something to wear. Time seemed to slow down when he was with Hiei, but it all ended too soon.

“Shuichi! Are you awake?” Kurama’s mother yelled up from the stairs, hearing some commotion on the second floor.

“Yes mother,” Kurama answered, opening the door fully dressed and looking down at the woman calling him.

“I want you to run to the store for me; we need milk.” Kurama nodded and looked back toward Hiei who was gone. Sighing, Kurama came down the stairs, slipping on his shoes and taking the money from his mother.

“I’ll be back in no time,” he commented, heading out the door and down the street toward the market.

Kurama came back with milk on his shoulder, walking slowly, not paying attention to anything around him. He walked into the kitchen, where his mother sat reading the recipe for a cake, and put the milk in the fridge.

“Thank you Shuichi,” she said smiling, and Kurama smiled back, nodding, then headed to the living room to see what was on TV. Nothing was on of course, and after flipping through the channels twice, Kurama headed to his room. He quickly finished up his homework, and set the notebook with his drawings on his bookshelf. Once and a while, he would open it, and flip though the many pages, admiring his handy work and how well he could draw his lover, but most of the time, he spent laying in his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking. It was later that day that Hiei returned, an impassive look on his face, climbing though the window without invitation, and starling Kurama, who was again leafing through his drawings. Kurama smiled, but this time Hiei did not smile back, and Kurama instantly took the koorime in his arms. Sitting on his bed with Hiei in his lap, Kurama softly asked Hiei if anything was wrong. Hiei climbed out of Kurama’s arms and stood, facing him.

“I’m sorry Kurama, I just want to be friends.”

Kurama’s eyes widened in disbelief but before he could say anything, Hiei had gone, throwing open the window and disappearing into the evening light.

‘What about last night?’ Kurama thought to himself, still gaping, ‘did it mean nothing? Did all the nights, and evening we spent together mean nothing?’ Kurama felt tears come to his eyes and wiped them away furiously. How could this be? Didn’t Hiei love him? Kurama through himself at his pillows, refusing to believe what Hiei had just said. It can’t be. “I need him. I need you Hiei,” Kurama whispered into the damp pillow.

He lay their until he had cried himself dry, which was when he finally fell asleep.

He slept until noon and when he finally got out of bed, it was three. Kurama didn’t bother to change clothes, and walked out the door, his hair a mess and his shirt wrinkled. He walked down the street silently, deep in thought and not noticing a car and a couple of bicycles that almost hit him.

‘I could easily dart out into the street. I would get hit before the driver could stop.’ He continued to walk, passing various shops and people he knew and didn’t, some calling to him, but he kept walking. ‘what about bleeding to death…’ Kurama tilted his head toward the sky, which was ironically a bright blue. Kurama walked to the edge of town where a steep cliff lead to a fast-moving river below. Kurama stood at the edge looking down. ‘If I were to jump… they may as well think someone pushed me.’ Kurama stood there for a while, then walked away, sighing. Hiei didn’t love him, so what was holding him back? His mother? Kurama thought of the woman he had planned to kill before, and pushed the thought aside. No matter how much he wanted to believe Hiei didn’t love him, there was still that little hope that there was some mutual feeling. Kurama sighed again as he made his way home, walking noisily though the front door and climbing the stairs unusually slow, only to return to his bed and sleep again, uneasily.

He only woke the next day because his mother shook him awake, the time being seven thirty, Kurama was late to school as it was. Slowly Kurama climbed out of bed, his mother leaving to fix breakfast as he dressed and came downstairs. He grabbed the sandwich his mother made him and walked out the door, heading toward the school but then taking a side street to an alley. He threw the sandwich to a hungry looking dog and continued to the end of the alley, where he jumped a fence and ran across a patio to another street where he just continued walking. It was only an hour after school had started when Koenma appeared, fuming, in front of him. Kurama looked at him, unamused, and Koenma screamed at his face.

“Where WERE you!? I have been looking for you ALL day, and you were SUPPOSED to be at school! Yusuke and the gang have been on this mission for FOUR HOURS already while YOU walk around and AVOID people!” Koenma who was obviously the most mad Kurama had ever seen him, snapped his fingers and they both appeared in Makai, the starting point for yet another mission. Koenma pointed to ward an ominous castle in the distance as Kurama thought ‘not this again’. Koenma explained, and then left, though Kurama barely caught a word he said. ‘go into the caste, find Yusuke, defeat the monsters. Got it.’ Kurama headed toward the castle, not running, but not at a lazy pace either. When he did reach the castle, he came face to face with a demon twice his size. Kurama froze, partially in fear, partially because the demon was blocking his path and with one swift motion Kurama was bound and warded, the demon laughing manically. Kurama cursed at himself for being caught so easily and cursed himself again as the demon swung him over his shoulder and carried him into the castle. Kurama would have watched where the demon was taking him, but the bumpy ride made him feel sick, and he shut his eyes tight, trying to concentrate on other things. When he was finally set down, he was shoved into a warded cage, just large enough for him to sit comfortably, cross-legged. The demon laughed again, then walked out of the room, which Kurama noticed was pitch black once the demon shut a stone door behind him.

Kurama curled himself up into a ball, bringing his knees up tight to his chest and wished desperately he could be held by Hiei. He looked around the dark room; he couldn’t see a thing but he felt various demons caged at different corners of the room and heard them once and awhile when they screamed. A chill flowed through Kurama’s body and he shivered, still shaking after the chill faded. He was scared, for one of the first times in his life; no one around but demons in warded cages and he in one himself. He didn’t know whether, or when the demon who put him here would return, and he didn’t want to think of it. He calmed himself and stopped quivering, taking deep breath and leaning against one of the bars. It was dark, and Kurama was tired, but he didn’t dare close his eyes. Time passed, but Kurama did not know how long it was, he was thinking, waiting for an opportunity to escape. Escape to where? He didn’t know that either, but he kept waiting, waiting for someone or something to break the wards that prohibited him from any means of attack, defense or escape.

Kurama had drifted into a daze when a loud noise startled him, making him jump and hit his head on the cage bars. His breathing quickened and he could feel his heart beat against his chest as the sound of stone against stone suggested the giant door or the room opening. Holding his breath, Kurama waited for the sound of a voice, but didn’t hear anything except footsteps approach him. The feet to which the steps belonged shuffled around the room, banging into cages and startling the demons inside. There was a growl and bars rattling, followed by a yelp that Kurama recognized, making him sigh in relief. “Yusuke, over here!” Kurama said, beckoning the detective with his voice.

“Kurama, is that you?” Yusuke scrambled over to the spot Kurama’s voice was coming from, and felt around franticly, discovering bars and a cold steel lock. “Kurama, what are yo--”

“Yusuke, the cage is warded, remove the wards and I can help you unlock it,” Kurama interrupted, not wanting to have to explain. Yusuke proceeded to feel along the bars, discovering paper wrapped around them every foot or so. While Yusuke was busy with the wards, Kurama waited patiently, until he had successfully cleared the wards from the lock. Then Kurama worked at the lock, using a rose to try and pick it open. The moment the wards were removed and the door was opened, Kurama clambered out of the cage and into the clear, with the help of Yusuke’s guiding hand. “Where are the others?” Kurama asked when he stood up straight and looked around, seeing nothing but black.

“Fighting the demons down there.” Yusuke made a motion indicating the rest of the team below them, but Kurama didn’t see. Blindly, the two felt their way around growls and sharp claws, until a blinding light filled the room. Another door had been opened, evidently, a door to the outside. Kurama and Yusuke both stood there for a moment, just trying to recover their sight, not even thinking about who or what had opened the door.

As the scene cleared around him, Kurama noticed, in horror, the demon had returned. It growled, taking a strange stance, seeming to challenge them both. Kurama blinked, but drew his rose as Yusuke prepared a spirit gun. They attacked at once, only a little offbeat of each other, but the small bit was enough. The lack of coordination sent Yusuke flying into a wall, and Kurama missing greatly. While Yusuke recovered from his run in with the wall, Kurama fought the demon, doing quite well compared to his last encounter. Once Yusuke was back in the fight, Kurama backed out a little, seeing as their teamwork wasn’t working quite as well. When the demon lay dead, Yusuke was panting, and they both were exploring the door the demon had come through. “This is it,” Yusuke breathed, half though the doorway.

“What is it?” Kurama asked, questioningly. He could guess it was a portal, judging by the unnatural light coming though, but to what he couldn’t tell.

“To Ningenkai,” Yusuke answered, stepping away from the door and looking at Kurama. “We have to seal it somehow.”

“That I can do,” Kurama said proudly, turning to the door and preparing an energy blast to disrupt the wavelength of energy connecting the two worlds. Once fired, the door collapsed, plunging them into darkness once more. A few second of silence were disrupted by two pairs of footsteps running down a hall, accompanied by an insult or two. It was not quite as dark as before, and as their eyes all adjusted to the dim light, they saw Hiei and Kuwabara, a bit disheveled, standing before them. Hiei had a gash across his chest as well as a deep cut in his shoulder, and Kurama instinctively ran to his side. “What happened to you guys?” Kurama asked, looking away from Hiei a moment to notice the bloody and bruised Kuwabara.

“We got ‘em,” Kuwabara said, a proud look on his battered face.

“We would have been up here a lot faster if you hadn’t threw off my concentration!” Hiei growled, clutching a cut that cut across his thigh.

“We’re finished,” Yusuke stated, heading for the exit with Kuwabara behind him. Kurama tried to help Hiei, but the fire demon pushed him away.

“Leave me a lone Kurama, I don’t want your help.” Kurama recoiled at the words, and hung back a little, following the others slowly out of the castle where Botan was waiting.

With little conversation, They were all back in Ningenkai, standing next to Kurama’s house. Yusuke and Kuwabara left, but Hiei rested for a minute, not wanting to test his injuries.

“Hiei,” Kurama said softly, hand reaching out, then dropping at his side. “Are you sure you’ll be ok? I mean, I could bandage those for you.” Hiei straightened looking Kurama in the eye, but not saying anything.

“I told you I didn’t need your help. I can do it myself.” Kurama nodded sadly and Hiei ran off. Kurama stared at the place Hiei was just a few seconds ago, then turned to go inside.

(DON’T KILL ME!! I love the couple Hiei-Kurama but I had this inspiration… long story)