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YOMATSU HARA-SAKAI, THE BOUNDS OF
NIGHT: PART 9
by Korogi
"What in the HELL happened to you
guys!!" Keiko shrieked at the four char-stained men piled in a heap
on Kurama. They sat in the middle of Karyn's bed on top of the piles
of magazines the girls were looking through, nearly pushing Keiko of the
bed and onto the floor below.
Four? FOUR???
"Where's the little guy?" Karyn
asked, bending over the pile of youth magazines.
Keiko reached over and bonked Yusuke
on the head. "You guys were out terrorizing Makai again, weren't
you?"
Yusuke didn't move. Upon closer
inspection, she saw Kurama was out cold, being held up by the group.
"What happened?" she whispered silently, leaning over to place a
hand on Yusuke's shoulder.
Yusuke meant her with a sob,
turning from Kurama to wrap his arms around her neck, burying his
face in her breasts. She
turned red and tensed to hit him ... until she
felt his body convulse and shake as he cried.
Yukina picked her way over and bent
down to Kuwabara, dusting off his shirt and hair. "Hiei-san wa doko
desu ka?" she
whispered.
Koenma blinked from existence, taken
back to Reikai as Kuwabara laid Kurama on the bed before them all, turning
a tear-streaked face to Yukina. "He's ... dead ... Hiei's dead."
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Epilogue
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Not more than two human days had
passed since everyone escaped Yomatsu Hara-Sakai and made it back to Japan
... two
days since the tragic death of Hiei.
The group was not in the least the
same ... especially Kurama who had secluded himself in the Shinjuku park
once he got back. Worried family and friends tried to locate him,
but he would easily slip from view to hide in another area of the park
out of sight, and hopefully out of mind. He hadn't slept .. hadn't
eaten... and not one member of the group had been to school or
work...
Everyone turned their worries to
Kurama who had been contemplating suicide ever since he woke up in Manhattan.
He was growing weaker and paler every time Yusuke could get close enough
to check on him, before the man would disappear again.
Back in Reikai, Koenma leaned elbows
heavily on the desk. The paperwork was tremendous ... and keeping
in touch with
Botan checking the recent spirit crossings was
taking up the largest chunk of his time ... the balance spent mourning
and healing his own physical and psychological wounds.
Across the spacious office,
interupting him from his mood, the door creaked open and George poked his
head in.
"Go away," Koenma growled,
refusing to raise the little head from his desk.
"Um .. boss ... "
"I said ... go away!"
"There's something you need to see
out here!"
"George, before I rip those horns
off the side of your head ... "
"You're not gonna believe it!"
Koenma looked up straightly from
the desk. "Nani?"
George smiled. "Come see."
Koenma made it to the door in a
heart-beat, flinging his small body out of the office and into the room
beyond.
An aura of heat hit him first, nearly
knocking him over onto his rear. He brought his arms up before him
and stumbled forward, feeling his way through the office beyond.
He looked around his arms as his body quickly became used to the heat
... and about swallowed his own tongue, choking himself in the process.
Standing slightly taller that the
office desks stood a figure all in perfect black, a white bandanna wrapped
tightly around the small forehead.
Koenma stuttered, reaching a hand
out through the heat. He brought it forward and touched a small hand,
drawing back as it
singed his own chubby fingers.
The figure smiled ... a more deadly
smile than an inviting smile, reveling ivory fangs. "Miss me?"
"HIEI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Koenma screamed
(you know I couldn't
kill him off!! *sniff, wipes tear*)
Hiei crossed his arms over his chest,
watching as Koenma made an absolute fool out of himself.
"BUT!!! You're DEAD!!!!" he
screamed.
Hiei threw him a glance. "Dead?"
"Yeah! Back in Yomatsu ...
you died!"
"No I didn't."
"YES YOU DID!!"
"NO I DIDN'T!!!" he yelled down
to the shrimp who was bounding all over the office "I had to follow
Yo-mawari into Yoru no Kuni to defeat him," Hiei tried to explain.
"And I've got some interresting news ... "
Koenma ran forward, throwing his
arms around Hiei's waist. Hiei contorted his face down to the little,
chubby thing and reached down, trying to pry the chibi from his waist.
Koenma raised his head suddenly. "News?"
"The man . .. Yo-mawari ... is Kurama's
... "
"Kurama!! You've
got to go to Kurama!"
"Eh ... Why?" he asked, startled
at the intteruption.
"ACK!!" Koenma yelled, crashing
to the floor. "Idiot! He thinks you're dead!! And if
you don't hurry ... soon HE'LL be dead too!"
Kurama sat completely alone in the
middle of a line of bushes in the park at Shinjuku. He had found
an out of the way place
and sat concealed there, watching the couples
pass by him.
Married people with children strolled
happily along, holding hands .. hugging ... kissing ... just before his
view. They looked
so happy, so car free .. like he used to be.
Newly weds hung on each other ...
His eyes glinted gold as he glared
off at a lovey couple. Without warning, a tree branch over
the couple suddenly snapped, crashing down onto them, killing them
instantly.
The entire park flew immediately
into panic, Kurama smiled evilly, watching parkers struggling to hoist
the large limb off the
couple.
"Wasn't that a bit drastic?" a deep
voice floated in.
Kurama cringed .. it sounded too
much like Hiei's voice. If this was someone's idea of a sick joke...
He tuned searing gold
eyes to another couple ...
"And you complain about my
violence ... at least I don't kill people when I'm pissed. I take
it out on roadways and water
fountains."
Kurama ground his teeth together.
"Bastard ningen," he whispered, drawing a bush limb into a dagger.
He took it in his hand, leapt to his feet, snarling much in the likeness
of Hiei ...
... and was tackled flat back into
the depth of the bush, landing in a curling pile of dust.
His back landed roughly on a tree
root and he cringed, closing his eyes. He slit a hand under his back
and cringed. Pain shot
through his back, easily dying as he grasped
the living dagger ... drawing it back ... opening his eyes ...
"AHH!!!" he screamed over
ambulance sirens. He gasped and stared at the clear, red eyes and
fangs smiling playfully down to him. He choked and wheezed, mouth
flopping open like a fish out of water, reaching his hands out before him.
"You really though I was dead?"
the figure added with a crooked smile.
"H ... Hi ... Hi ... Hiei ... ?"
he asked feebly, reaching out to take the small face in his hands.
He startled when his hands grapped the warm and very much ALIVE flesh
of he boy's face.
The eyes glinted in response, reaching
down as Hiei bent down over Kurama's chest and laid his teeth carefully
into Kurama's
neck.
"You little bastard!!!" he cried,
wrapping his arms around Hiei and squeezing with all the strength he could.
Kurama burst at
the seems, digging his nails into the hot flesh
of Hiei's shoulders.
"Ugh .. Ku...ra...ma..."
"Bastard!!" he sobbed, squeezing
tighter. "Do you have any idea what you put me through?" He
thrust the boy up and out of
his grip, glaring at Hiei smiling back at him.
"Do you have ANY idea ... "
"Don't ya just hate me?" he smiled,
winking a red eye at him.
"YES!!"
Hiei's smile faded instantly, his
heart sinking, not realizing what Kurama really meant ...
Kurama reached back up and took
the boy into this arms, tears streaming down his face. "Don't you
ever ... EVER ... E V E R!!! do that to me again!! You hear
me??!!!"
Hiei's vision clouded, feeling his
eyes become wet. "I'm sorry... " he said, his deep voice cracking.
"Sorry? SORRY!?!" Kurama sobbed,
rocking the boy in his arms. "Sorry's never going to make up for
the hell you put me
through, Hiei!"
Hiei let himself be cradled like
an infant, trying to fight back his emotions. So much had happened
in the past few days ... he
discovered so much of himself and learned the
true meaning of love.
Kurama began to forgive the blunders,
thankful to everything alive that he had Hiei back in his arms where he
belonged. He
vowed to never let him go again ... to never
let him go on another foolish ego-trip to save his hind-end.
A tear escaped Hiei's eye, turning
instantly hard and black, met quickly with the back of his hand.
"How can I make it up to
you?" he asked silently. "I'll do anything."
Kurama suddenly stopped crying,
the playfulness springing to life in the handsome face. All anger
and hurt suddenly left his
body and was forgotten, his wet face lit up with
a wide smile. He stroked the small back lovingly, running through
demands in
his mind. "Anything?" he asked coyly, smiling
widely.
"Anything." Hiei wrapped his arms
around Kurama's neck and squeezed, burying his face down into the red hair
and holding his breath to keep from crying.
"Well ... " Kurama began, with an
even wider smile, that foxy playfullness invading his mind, running it
wild with desires ...
But THAT'S another story!!!
TAH DAH!!! The end! *rubs wrists*
Ouch! That took some serious computer time, not to mention info-scouting!
*salutes
the computer hard drive* Thanks to my editors
for putting up with me and my evil sense of writing various hanging points.
Comments? Questions? Random maimings? I can take 'em all!! Like I said, It's my first YYH, and I threw everything I had into it!
(c) 1997 by Jiminy Cricket Presses. If you
copy or reproduce this in anyway without my express, written consent, prepare
to
feel the wrath of Genshi no Korogi! I didn't
spend all this time staring at the computer for nuthin', ya know!!!
