Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Violinist and the Prince ❯ Is this love? ( Chapter 5 )

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Summary: finally I'm updating this story! I'm so mad though. I have the best ending to this story but I can't write it up yet! So now I'm all grrr >_<. Oh well, that just means ill have to try to finish the story asap ^_^ isn't that a good excuse. Well for this chapter, Hiei hears Kurama practicing, and sneaks into his room to listen. Because I don't wanna spoil anything, I'm stopping here. Hope you like Chapter 5 of The Violinist and the Prince! ^_~

::thoughts::

Hiei had stripped off his dark blue robe, light blue scarf and shirt, and was just about to lie down in the twin sized bed when he heard it. That melodious sound that can only come from one instrument: a violin. ::Shuichi, I mean Kurama, must be practicing. I could probably sneak in and listen without him becoming aware of my presence. I'll just enter and stand in the shadows so he doesn't know I'm there, then leave once he finishes.:: His mind made up, he quietly opened his door, and looked at the door across from his. It was slightly open, just enough for him to slip in without having to touch the door. ::Good this will make things easier:: Hiei thought to himself. Quietly slipping into the room, he flickered over to the left of Kurama into the shadows.

His presence went unnoticed by Kurama, who was absorbed in his piece. It was Farandole by Georges Bizet, a brisk dance if Hiei remembered correctly. The quick notes made Hiei concentrate on not tapping his feet, else he would give up his presence. Once the piece was over, as it was fairly short, Kurama flipped his music, and began to play a slower piece. This one was a very melodious piece, with each note flowing into the other, like a river flowing into the deep sea.

Hiei closed his eyes as he allowed himself to drown in the current of notes. A look of peace came over his face, and the corners of his mouth moved upward in a smile of true bliss. He had never felt this way before. This warm feeling that made him feel faint. This fluttering of soft butterflies in his stomach whenever he thought of the red haired boy who was playing such beautiful music. The way his knees felt weak whenever he saw him, the way he had to force his tongue to keep from stuttering when they spoke. :: Could this be what love feels like? Is my quest for love finally at an end?:: he pondered again to himself. "How can someone as corrupted and evil as I ever possibly hope to have love returned to me by such a pure, innocent creature as this?" he wondered out loud.

The music abruptly stopped. Hiei's eyes flew open at the sudden silence, and looked at Kurama, who was now staring at him in amazement. ::crap I said that aloud didn't I. I hope he didn't hear all of what I said.:: he thought to himself as he began chewing on his lip while blushing.

"Hiei! I didn't know you were here. If you wanted to listen to my practicing all you had to do was ask," Kurama said while chuckling.

Hiei looked up. "So you're not angry with me?"

"Of course not. But I do want to know one thing. Who were you referring to when you said that you could never hope to have their love returned to you?"

::damn he did hear me.:: Hiei thought while biting his lip harder.

"I…..you. I was thinking about you. I'm sorry, I did not know I was thinking aloud," he replied while blushing.

::He said that about me. He loves ME? But he does not act like the girls at school who proclaim their love to me every morning. He acts sincere about it. He did not mean for me to hear that, or to even know he was listening to me, probably thinking that I would not want him listening to my music. He was trying to be considerate of my feelings.:: Kurama thought as he watched the shorter boy bow his head. ::Why do I still have this warm feeling in my stomach? What is this emotion that I'm constantly feel? Is this…is this what love feels like?:: he pondered.

Hiei spoke again. "I'll leave you to your practicing. I did not mean to intrude. And please forget I ever said that."

"No, please don't go. I….I would like it if you stayed so we could talk. And I will not forget you said that. I never will forget."

"Why will you not forget?!" Hiei cried out in despair. "You do not know of my past or my life. I am an evil, evil being. I can not be loved by anyone like you! You are too pure and too perfect and too beautiful. You are like an angel. I am a demon. Love between angels and demons is forbidden."

"Is it? Where is it written that an angel and a demon can not find it in their hearts to love each other. And where is it written that I am an angel and you are a demon? Demons are supposedly ugly, cruel creatures that enjoy the slaughter of others. Yet you are quite beautiful and are kind."

"You do not believe me that I am truly a demon. Very well, that is your own decision. But as for love between an angel and a demon is concerned, it need not be written down to be forbidden. It is only logical that good should love good, and evil should love evil. But I talk about nothing. You do not love me, so I do not see why I need to go into this philosophical debate."

"That's where you're wrong."

Hiei looked up and stared Kurama eye to eye. "What do you mean, `that's where I'm wrong'?"

Now it was Kurama's turn to blush and look down at his feet. "I……I love you."

Hiei's eyes widened in disbelief at these words. "How….how could you love me after all that I've told you of my home? I am not supposed to know the emotion love. No one at home feels love. That is why I left. I set out on a quest for love. That quest is over. But, now that I have experienced this emotion called love, I do not know what to do. I never expected to give love and have it returned to me. I have never felt this lost!" he cried out in despair as he slowly sank to the ground with his back to the wall.

Kurama stared in shock for a moment at the sight of the boy hugging his knees and shaking in silent weeping. Sitting beside him, unsure as to what he needed to do, he wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders. He raised his head, and to Kurama's disbelief he had not been crying. Hiei seemed to read his mind. "I do not cry. I have never cried my whole life. Should I ever feel the need to cry I simply shake and act as one would if they were to cry, yet no tears will spill forth. None will even fill my eyes. How can you possibly love someone who has never cried?"

"I don't know. But I do. That's all I know, and that's all that matters to me," Kurama stated while staring into Hiei's blood red orbs with his own soft, forest green ones. He looked at the boy's mouth, and moved closer, slowly closing the gap between them. Hiei in response moved closer to the red head. In a matter of seconds the gap between them had vanished, their lips softly kissing the others, as a butterfly's feet would the petals of a flower.

After a moment Hiei slowly pulled away. "Kurama…..ai shiteru."

"And I love you, Hiei."

Darkdemonchild: awwwwwww ^_^. Isn't that cute? Awww this wasn't as long as I'd hoped it to be. Oh well, its good enough. ^_~. Ok well I'm off to my winter ball now. Please review ^_~