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Hah, managed to nag qwertyuiop to leave off the computer long enough to find me me a sonnet to play with too.
This short fic is a sort of companion to my first fic, "Matters of the Heart", minus the epilogues(explains Kurama's depression in the first epilogue, ignore the second) I suppose it should work as a stand-alone too...
Characters not of my imagination but of the creator of the YYH manga.
qwert: lemme write too!
sneeze: go away, you've had your turn.
qwert: (whines) i didn't get in the way while you were writing that neverending epic you promised to end!
sneeze: (outraged) no? what about that intermission you wrote in my name where Kurama steps on me?
qwert: oops...
sneeze: and that cooking episode you appended to my epilogue!
qwert: how did you find out?
sneeze: Shoo! Let me get started on the fic!
"Sonnet 57"
(Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?)
Hiei comes and goes as he wishes. Kurama remains at home, his window open, waiting.
(I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.)
Hiei comes in the window, injured. Kurama abandons his homework to bind his wounds carefully, distracting him from the sting of the herbs with teasing, since Hiei refuses any painkilling herbs that might cloud his reflexes.
(Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,)
Flashback—
While Hiei sleeps after defeating Bui with his black dragon, Kurama stays by him, pretending to be immersed in a book despite the pain of his own injuries, inflicted by Karasu.
(Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu.)
He is gone again, and Kurama returns to the routines of human life. The window remains open.
(Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,)
A year apart, while they are caught up in the power struggle in the Makai. Even after the Tournament, Hiei stays away.
(But like a sad slave stay and think of naught)
Kurama patiently counsels Yuusuke as he begins to doubt the cause he had fought for. Helping Kuwabara with his homework, solving the mystery in Keiko’s school, all the while smiling without heart.
(Save where you are how happy you make those.)
Mukuro’s smile as she tells the unconscious Hiei how his tear gem saved her from her inner darkness, tells him to return to life.
Hiei conversing easily with Mukuro, fearless despite her power, when her long-trusted subordinates are avoiding her in fear of her temper.
(So true a fool is love that, in your will
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.)
"I need to borrow something," says Hiei.
"I can obtain it, but what is it for?" asks Kurama, concerned.
...and it is for Mukuro’s birthday present.
I know you are not mine, and never will be, young demon; I am content to see you happy.