Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kitsunebi ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yuu Yuu Hakusho nor do I make any money from this piece of fan fiction.

 

Reader Warnings: Shounen-ai (AKA Slash, M/M), lime, pairings: Hiei x Kurama, Yomi x Kurama, Yuusuke x Keiko, Kuwabara x Yukina

 

AN: This is it, the end. Thank you everyone for reading! The song I use in this chapter is “Dear, My Angel” sung by none other than Megumi Ogata. Lyrics and translation credit goes to Risu-chan, who posted them on Animelyrics.com. (Blah blah blah) are song lyrics. And it goes without saying, of course, that there will be much fluff ahead.

 

Kitsunebi

Chapter 13

 

Yomi, deciding that he was not going to go see Enma alone, shoots off a huge youki blast towards Yuusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara.

 

“Yomi that bastard,” Kurama curses, scooping up the fallen black rose from where it lay next to Yomi's body.

 

“Ha-ha, in the end, Kurama, I win,” Yomi mutters as he falls unconscious. “Your comrades will fall along with your lover.”

 

Yuusuke tries again with the Yougun, desperately trying to slow down the blast. Kuwabara gently sets down an unconscious Hiei and summons his Jigen Tou. The heavy wooden and steel doors were no match for the spiritual weapon as Kuwabara slices them into quarters. A mighty kick from the tall human was all it took to knock the door down. “Urameshi, hurry!”

 

“Kurama, we'll meet you outside! We've got Hiei!” Scooping up Hiei, Yuusuke and Kuwabara dash through the door and out the same way they came in, hurrying to escape the blast. Once Yuusuke's Yougun was negated, Yomi's final attack rushes through the walls of the castle, exploding off in the distance. A mushroom cloud in the distance blossomed as a final testament of the Makai Lord's power.

 

Kurama walks over to him, and lays down the black rose on his chest. “Sayonara, old friend.” As the fox runs out of the castle, he senses another youki signature running for where Yomi's body lay. The anguished scream that echoes through the castle a few minutes later confirms the kitsune's suspicions. `I only hope you'll forgive me, Shura.'

 

Outside, he rushes over to Hiei, who was still bleeding. “Call Botan, I'll do what I can.” Hiei was deathly pale, and his heart beat was slow. Pulling seeds out of his hair, he grows two large leaves. Breaking them off of the plant, he puts one leaf on each side of the wound before pulling off his long white sash to wrap Hiei's injury. Blood rapidly soaks through the sash, turning it a deep red. `Stay with me Hiei, I need you here.' Concentrating some more, the kitsune's aura flares to life as he transfers enough youki to replace the life energy Hiei had used to protect Kurama.

 

“Yuusuke! What happened?” Botan asks as she sees Hiei's unconscious form.

 

“Emergency portal to the temple, and then healing,” Kurama says.

 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

 

Three days later, Hiei was still unconscious. He lay there in his futon, peacefully sleeping; the only outward sign of life was the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Botan and Yukina had both done the best they can; they both healed his physical wounds. But the blood loss was something the girls could not hope to fix. It was something Hiei had to overcome by himself. Since then, Kurama had not left the fire youkai's bedside. Thinking of a love song his mother loved, Kurama begins to quietly sing, hoping that maybe, his voice would lead the little fire youkai back to world of consciousness. To him.

 

(ano hi maiorita hitohira no shiro ga

subete no hajimari datta ne

omoi mo yoranai sono atatakasa ni

boku wa tomadotteta

The day when that fragment of white fluttered down

was the beginning of everything, wasn't it?

Even my thoughts are unreliable;

I'm cast adrift by the warmth.)

 

As the fox diligently watches Hiei's cherubic sleeping face, he could only think of the past. `Please, don't leave me too; I don't think I can live without you. Not now, knowing the feelings you have for me hidden in your heart.' Rising, he walks over to get the hot water Yukina had brought in. Pulling seeds out from his chest of medicinal herbs, he grows a few to make a tea to help the little fire youkai create more blood.

 

(chiisa na tsubasa o hiroge todoketekureta

[hiiru] no mahou o kaketa himitsu no hane

You spread your little wings and gradually gave to me

the secret feathers which began that healing magic.)

 

A small smile graces the fox's lips as he remembers their fateful meeting so long ago. `Just like yesterday . . .' Indeed, to the kitsune, it was only yesterday that he had met Hiei, that they had fought while Kurama was on his way home from school with Maya. Only yesterday that they agreed to a temporary truce of sorts to take down Yatsude. Only yesterday, that Kurama finally decided that he could move on, away from his past, away from Kuronue.

 

(Dear, my angel kagayaite itsudemo egao misete

donna tooku hanaretete mo kanjiteru soba ni iru

Dear my angel, keep shining; always let me see your smile.

No matter what kind of distance parts us, I feel like I'm near you.)

 

As they got to know each other better, Hiei would come and walk home with the fox. While most would not notice, Kurama could not help but notice the corners of the otherwise ornery youkai's lips upturn just the slightest at the fox getting mobbed by his fan club on his way out of the school. And as always, Kurama greeted Hiei with a smile of relief and a cheerful “Hello Hiei!” while the fire youkai would reply with his trademark grunt.

 

(ano ame no yoru ni hajimete kizuita

kimi no sono kata no hososa

suterareta koneko omowaseru you na

hitomi sorasenakute

On that rainy night when I first noticed

your shoulders' slenderness,

it made me think [you were] like an abandoned kitten,

without letting [me] turn [my] eyes away)

 

The first time it rained at night after they met, Kurama was surprised to hear his window gently squeak open as he sat at in bed reading a book before bed. It had started to rain heavily, and a rather wet Hiei stood on the window sill, looking mildly sheepish. Kurama had only laughed and went to the bathroom to get a spare towel, along with a spare change of clothes. Even now, Kurama kept a few sets of his old clothes at his place so that Hiei could have something to wear should he ever get caught in a storm. Not that it had happened recently, with Hiei working to become Mukuro's heir.

 

(egao no shita ni kakureta ikutsu mo no kizu ni

[hiiru] no mahou o kometa [kisu] shiyou

in order to put healing magic into

the various wounds hidden beneath that smile, let's kiss.)

 

Removing the leaves, Kurama pours the tea into a bowl, and gently lifts the youkai up to dribble the tea into Hiei's mouth. `Come back to me Hiei, I don't want that kiss we shared only four days ago to be our first, only, and last. I want to spend the rest of my life with you; I don't want to let you go.'

 

(Dear, my angel kizuiteru? Boku ni wa mieteiru yo

sono senaka no mabushii wa dono junpaku no takaramono

Dear, my angel, do you notice? I can see you!

Your back's dazzling is a pure white treasure.)

 

The first time Kurama ever saw Hiei in his room in the afternoon for no other reason than “just because” had been in the middle of winter. The winter sun was setting early and Hiei was looking out the window, his body silhouetted by the orange glow of the setting sun. Kurama's breath had hitched at that, finding a sad beauty in the sight before him.

 

(Dear, my sweetheart bokutachi wa kakaeta kizu no kazu no

sono bun dake tondeyukeru yukkuri to tooku made

Dear, my sweetheart, both of us have a number of wounds carried in our arms.

With only that much [to bear], you can slowly fly to that distance.)

 

It had been no surprise to Kurama that Hiei had no visible scars to speak of, but the ones on his heart had made the youko in him curious. He loved a challenge, and ever since their first meeting, he would puzzle over the curiosity that made up the mind of the small fire youkai. He knew, over time, that he would find his way into the small youkai's heart. But first, though, he would start by being his friend.

 

(Instrumental interlude)

 

The tea all but forgotten, tears gently drip down the fox's face as he clutches Hiei's body close to him. He had stopped singing, his voice and mind too clouded with emotions to continue. The kitsune was so lost in his own world that he barely notices Hiei beginning to stir.

 

(Dear, my angel kagayaite itsudemo egao misete

wasurenaide donna toki mo sasaeteru soba ni iru I love you

Dear, my angel, keep shining; always let me see your smile;

never forget, no matter when, I'll be near, supporting you; I love you.)

 

“Kurama . . .” Hiei starts, trying to move. “If you hold me any tighter, I'm going to die for real.”

 

“Hi-Hiei!” At this, Kurama starts crying harder, as the tensions of the past three days come crashing down on the fox. All the while, the kitsune showers his beloved with kisses.

 

“Hn. If a sword to the stomach didn't kill you, it certainly won't kill me,” Hiei replies with a smirk, hugging his fox closer.

 

Kurama pulls apart, drying his eyes before pulling Hiei in for a searing kiss. Hiei hungrily responds, knowing his fox needed reassurance that this was real, that he was alive, and that all was well. And the pair might have gone further, had the door suddenly not opened. Three people, two red as a ripe tomato, one green as an unripe tomato, stood at the door.

 

“Uh, um, we'll, uh, be, um, outside. Yeah. Outside,” says the tomato named Yuusuke. He turns around to run before an irate fire youkai came charging after him for interrupting his playtime with his fox.

 

“Good plan, Urameshi,” the green face says, wheeling around as fast as he could, almost hitting the door frame.

 

“Um, good to see you're awake and well!” says the other tomato named Yukina. “Go easy on him, Kurama; don't want him to get injured again!” She runs off after the other two.

 

Hiei rises to go attack the foolish Mazoku and the oaf for interrupting him and letting his sister see him in such a, uh, interesting situation, but is stopped by Kurama pulling him back to the futon. “You can get your revenge on those two later; stay here with me for now.”

 

A few kisses along the fire youkai's neck convinced him that yes, he did have unfinished business with his fox. And punishment to the oaf and the dimwit can wait. For now, he had his fox. The rest of the world could go destroy itself for all Hiei cared, as long as he could be with his fox forever.

 

As for the dimwit and the oaf, they breathed a huge sigh of relief when they saw that Hiei had not chased after them. When they next peeked in again, they had found the pair cuddled on the futon, fast asleep, looking content as ever. Answers and teasing would come later, but for now, helping Yukina prepare dinner while watching over their friends seemed like a good idea.

 

AN: Just a quick epilogue left before the end. I hope you all enjoyed it! Leave me a review!