Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Healing Process ❯ Chapter 4
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By: Youko-Kurama 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 06.01.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 869 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 06.01.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 869 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Kurama opened his eyes. Hiei was gone. He had expected as much; but it hurt just the same. When had he awakened? Kurama looked to his hand. Hiei's scarf rested between his fingers. He caressed his face with the soft fabric; Hiei had gone, but he would be back. Was the scarf his way of saying so? Perhaps a 'thank you' was hidden within the guesture as well. It was hard to tell with Hiei. Rising stiffly to his feet, Kurama stretched, and wrapping Hiei's scarf around him, headed back to the Ningenkai.
When Kurama opened the door of his human home, he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table. She jumped up at the sight of him and rushed up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Kaasan?" He could feel her choked sobs as she cried into his shoulder. "What is it? Why are you crying?"
"Shuichi...." She sobbed.
Kurama held her tightly to him. "Shhhhh. I'm here."
Tear stained eyes looked up at him. "You were gone so long. I thought-- I thought something happened to you."
"I told you I was going to watch a tournament. You knew I'd be away for a few days."
"Shuichi, you never tell me where these 'tournaments' are. You're the best son anyone could ask for but you're so secrative. I never know where you're going or what you're doing."
Kurama held her out in front of him. "Kaasan, I always tell you where I'm going. And what I'm--"
His mother's hurt expression stopped him midsentance.
"I'm sorry," She apologized, wiping her tears away. "I trust you. You don't have to tell me what you're doing all the time. I just missed you. It's been three days."
Three days? "I'm here now. It's very late, you should be in bed. I promise I'll be here in the morning." Kurama winked and brushed the back of his hand against his mother's cheek. She held it there for a second before nodding and leaving the room. "Goodnight, son." she said.
"Goodnight, kaasan."
Kurama sat down at the table and lay his forehead down on the cold surface, closing his eyes. He hated living a double life. He hated being away from Hiei. He hated hiding his true feelings. And most of all, he hated himself for doing these things.
It was cold. It was dark too, but that didn't bother Hiei as much as the chill in the air. He tightened his cloak around him and scanned the area for a suitable tree to sleep in. When he couldn't find one, Hiei found himself wishing he had stayed a while longer in Kurama's embrace. The fox had held him without binding him, kept him warm without wanting anything in return and healed him without hesitations. Damn him.
A gust of wind arose suddenly, pressing his hair back away from his face. He remembered Kurama had asked him to go to the Ningenkai and he had refused, leaving the sleeping ningen with only his scarf. Hiei frowned at the memory. Why did Kurama want him in the world of humans? Did he think he would be safer there? Or did he want his company? Was the kitsune lonely in the Ningenkai? Hiei doubted it. Kurama had his mother, his friends and the Spirit Detective to keep him company. Another cold gust of wind tore across the open area and Hiei shivered. He'd been walking for nearly three hours now and he'd gotten nowhere. The sky was turning a shade lighter as morning approached. Hiei stopped walking. He hated this. Not having a place to go. It was the story of his life. He lived an infinate pattern of pain, confusion and loneliness. The latter of the three he never admitted to anyone. Hiei stood there in the cold with his mix of thoughts. he had to stop fooling himself. He wanted a change. He wasn't sure he wanted to live the rest of his life fighting and living in a state of emotional confusion. And he didn't want to be alone....
It was still dark when Hiei reached Kurama's human house. He stood in the front yard and stared up at the kitsune's bedroom window. The lights were off. He wondered, not for the first time that night, whether he should turn around and go back to his own life and leave Kurama alone. But dispite his conflicting thoughts, Hiei approached the ouse. Climbing up the tree in Kurama's yard, Hiei walked the sturdy limb to Kurama's window and peered inside. The room was empty; the bed untouched. Hiei frowned. Where was Kurama? He was sure the ningen had returned home. Maybe he was downstairs. Hopping out of the tree, Hiei landed hard and winced when pain shot up his leg. A reminder that he had been recently healed and was still a little weak. Limping slighty, Hiei made his way to Kurama's front door and di something he never did. Knock. He regretted doing this immediately, remembering Kurama's mother was probably home and would ask about her son if he wasn't there. He was about to leave when Kurama opened the door. Kama, it was good to see him....
When Kurama opened the door of his human home, he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table. She jumped up at the sight of him and rushed up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Kaasan?" He could feel her choked sobs as she cried into his shoulder. "What is it? Why are you crying?"
"Shuichi...." She sobbed.
Kurama held her tightly to him. "Shhhhh. I'm here."
Tear stained eyes looked up at him. "You were gone so long. I thought-- I thought something happened to you."
"I told you I was going to watch a tournament. You knew I'd be away for a few days."
"Shuichi, you never tell me where these 'tournaments' are. You're the best son anyone could ask for but you're so secrative. I never know where you're going or what you're doing."
Kurama held her out in front of him. "Kaasan, I always tell you where I'm going. And what I'm--"
His mother's hurt expression stopped him midsentance.
"I'm sorry," She apologized, wiping her tears away. "I trust you. You don't have to tell me what you're doing all the time. I just missed you. It's been three days."
Three days? "I'm here now. It's very late, you should be in bed. I promise I'll be here in the morning." Kurama winked and brushed the back of his hand against his mother's cheek. She held it there for a second before nodding and leaving the room. "Goodnight, son." she said.
"Goodnight, kaasan."
Kurama sat down at the table and lay his forehead down on the cold surface, closing his eyes. He hated living a double life. He hated being away from Hiei. He hated hiding his true feelings. And most of all, he hated himself for doing these things.
It was cold. It was dark too, but that didn't bother Hiei as much as the chill in the air. He tightened his cloak around him and scanned the area for a suitable tree to sleep in. When he couldn't find one, Hiei found himself wishing he had stayed a while longer in Kurama's embrace. The fox had held him without binding him, kept him warm without wanting anything in return and healed him without hesitations. Damn him.
A gust of wind arose suddenly, pressing his hair back away from his face. He remembered Kurama had asked him to go to the Ningenkai and he had refused, leaving the sleeping ningen with only his scarf. Hiei frowned at the memory. Why did Kurama want him in the world of humans? Did he think he would be safer there? Or did he want his company? Was the kitsune lonely in the Ningenkai? Hiei doubted it. Kurama had his mother, his friends and the Spirit Detective to keep him company. Another cold gust of wind tore across the open area and Hiei shivered. He'd been walking for nearly three hours now and he'd gotten nowhere. The sky was turning a shade lighter as morning approached. Hiei stopped walking. He hated this. Not having a place to go. It was the story of his life. He lived an infinate pattern of pain, confusion and loneliness. The latter of the three he never admitted to anyone. Hiei stood there in the cold with his mix of thoughts. he had to stop fooling himself. He wanted a change. He wasn't sure he wanted to live the rest of his life fighting and living in a state of emotional confusion. And he didn't want to be alone....
It was still dark when Hiei reached Kurama's human house. He stood in the front yard and stared up at the kitsune's bedroom window. The lights were off. He wondered, not for the first time that night, whether he should turn around and go back to his own life and leave Kurama alone. But dispite his conflicting thoughts, Hiei approached the ouse. Climbing up the tree in Kurama's yard, Hiei walked the sturdy limb to Kurama's window and peered inside. The room was empty; the bed untouched. Hiei frowned. Where was Kurama? He was sure the ningen had returned home. Maybe he was downstairs. Hopping out of the tree, Hiei landed hard and winced when pain shot up his leg. A reminder that he had been recently healed and was still a little weak. Limping slighty, Hiei made his way to Kurama's front door and di something he never did. Knock. He regretted doing this immediately, remembering Kurama's mother was probably home and would ask about her son if he wasn't there. He was about to leave when Kurama opened the door. Kama, it was good to see him....