Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Our Last Goodbye ❯ Chapter 1

 

“A forever without you, is no forever at all.”

 

 

Damn Portal. Damn work. Damn Mukuro. Damn EVERYTHING!! After five months of training in the Makai with that, that…. ARG! She only gives me one weekend to see my mate, and then insists on making me late. But as I find myself nearing the Fox's house, most of the anger melts away. I've missed him more than I realize.

I flit to the branch outside Kurama's window. Looking threw the small pain I see our room decked with candles, most burned down to stubs because of my lateness.

Hoping to the ground I peer into the kitchen. A cozy table set for two remains untouched, as a very anxious Kitsune paces back and forth across the linoleum floor. That's my Fox, an hour late and he is already worried. No other being has ever shown so much concern for me; maybe that's why I love him.

I should enter by the front door and give Kurama a chance to compose himself, but it would be interesting to give him a surprise….

Masking my Ki, I tread down the stairs. Kurama is still trying to wear a path into the kitchen floor, now biting his nails as well. My cloak and shoes are gone, leaving me in black tanks and slacks. Kurama looks stunning in simple t-shirt and jeans with the candle light shining in his hair. I weight until he is directly in front of the stairs to speak.

“Miss me, Fox?” He whirls toward the sound, taken off guard by my sneaky entrance.

“Hiei?” I nod slightly, relaxing my features into a gentle grin. My heart flutters as his face lights up and he rushes towards me.

I am swept off my feet and into an almost desperate kiss. His petal soft lips hungrily caresses mine, and my jaw opens to admit his tong. It is so easy to forget all the months of loneliness in a moment like this. All that matters is the feeling of his body flush against mine, my hands in his silky hair, and his firmly around my waist.

Reluctantly Kurama pulls away, flushed and breathless from the intensity of our kiss.

“W-would you like dinner Hiei? I made it for you, but we could skip-” I put my hand over Kurama's to silence him.

“No, if you made it then I would never pass it up.” Taking my hand we go to the table.

The conversation varies throughout the meal. Kurama tells me of Yukina and her family. I tell him of Yuske, and my own training with Mukuro. Some times we both remain silent, content to simply gaze at the other.

Once the food is gone, Kurama takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. I feel ashamed that he has to guide me in what is supposed to be my own house. But neither of us think on that now.

Once inside our room, I notice all the candles have melted down to sputtering pools of wax, giving only the faintest glow in the darkness. It doesn't matter. Kurama is here with me, mine for what is much to short a time.

He pulls us into a mind blowing kiss. I cling to him desperate, it is foolish, but I feel as if the moment I let him go this will all vanish. That I'll be alone again, on patrol along the Makai borders.

Kurama backs both of us up to the bed, and I pull him down on top of me when my knees hit the edge.

We move and caress together, letting our hands and mouths say what we feel for each other. These moments with my fox are the only time I feel whole, and the ice around my heart melts in his fire. Neither of us want to hurry this, soft pants escape the Kitsune's lips, I sigh hotly, relishing the sensation of him moving inside me. The small spark building in my abdomen grows to a raging fire as Kurama's movements intensify. We both race to our peaks, calling out the others name when we spill our essence.

I drift off to sleep nesting in my fox's arms.

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Our weekend together passes in a dreamy haze. Kurama takes me to visit Yukina and the Oaf. I will never agree with their union. But as long as my sister is happy, and Kuwabara treats her well, I won't mettle. Showing any authority would mean confessing my deepest secret, something I'm not willing to do. Ever.

We visit Kekio and deliver news of Yuske. She chats animatedly, and seems overjoyed at the prospect of seeing him again. But becomes quiet when I tell her he will be a month later than expected. I see her cry when she thinks neither me or Kurama are looking. Is this what you feel, Fox? When I am away? Even now it is hard to imagine someone as beautiful as you crying for me.

The next day Kurama takes me to what he calls `the board walk'. He insists on playing games that re impossible to win, then presents me with a rather ugly stuffed toy when he finally dose win. It looks something like a ningen toddler in a yellow shirt and red over-alls, with a scowling face*. We ride on plastic horses that do nothing but go in circles, carts that take us on long ramps but end the same place we started, and cars that do nothing but bump into each other. Although this should have been aggravating, it somehow wasn't. Kurama and I head home when the sun starts to set over the waves.

Once we reached our house, I'm at a loss for what to do. In four hours I have to leave again. Kurama seems unconcerned, and sits on the couch, then beckons for me to join him.

Both of us cuddle in silence for a time, watching the screen of the TV flash an old movie. The Kitsune finally breaks the silence with the question I've been dreading.

“How long?” His eyes never leave the screen, but I can tell he is focused on me.

“Almost seven months this time.” Kurama's head snaps around, the fox's eyes starting to water.

“Why….Hiei-”

“No.” I cut him off before he can try to reconcile with me.

“Hiei, is it worth it?” This question catches me off guard. Jade green eyes lock on mine in an accusing stair.

“Kurama, yes it is worth it! When we return to the Makai we won't have to live as bandits and thieves! We'll be safe and we'll have a home. I can't forsake that and live with myself.” I look up at my mate, hoping to see understanding in his eyes. I find it.

“Very well, I just can't help but miss you.”

Kurama pulls me against him for a kiss, and we begin the bittersweet process of saying goodbye.

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Chapter one completed. YAY! I've got a few ideas for how this story could go, so I'm turning control over to you! This story could become: A heart wrenching tragedy (my original idea) Have more angst, but be warned, if you pick angst then it will have to go at least one more chapter after the next; or have a sickeningly sweet ending, with a GOOD lemon to redeem it. It's your choices; just tell me in the reviews.

P.S. if no one votes it becomes the tragedy.

Either way, please review and tell me what you think. I'd also love it if anyone offers to beta for me. Thankise!

 

 

*It's Stewy! (the evil baby from Family Guy) Looks like me and Hiei have the same problem, how to get rid of our Stewy dolls without hurting our sweeties feelings? Any ideas? Please!