Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up 
with these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the 
characters obviously. Don’t sue me… no money… not making money… just 
sharing a piece of my brains with everyone. ^_^; 

Storyline might be bad, and grammar might be wrong… hey whaddaya expect 
from a 16 year old fan? Haha… alright… enough with rambling and 
babbling… 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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                            Karasu Came Back

Part Six


      Kurama went into his room after dinner. His mother, father and 
step-brother was out for the weekend and he was left alone. Hiei had 
disappeared himself for almost a week now. Their last mission for Koenma 
also had excluded Hiei. Koenma gave an excuse that Hiei wasn’t needed in 
that mission. 

       Kurama stared out the window and sighed. It was a cool night, 
stars were dancing in the skies, the moon was shining brightly… but 
something was wrong. Kurama could feel that something was wrong. He 
panicked and slid down the window, shutting it before anything happens.

       A breeze of swift cold air crawled in. Kurama eyed his room 
carefully. Had something managed to slip in while he was shutting the 
window. His emerald eyes ran across the room, scanning it’s contents. He
spotted something between the shadows. His jaw dropped.

      "We meet again," said the voice in the shadow. "Karasu, why are 
you here?" asked Kurama, trying to hide his fear. "Why? Well… because I 
felt like I miss you again," he answered. 

       "Miss me?" asked Kurama. Karasu nodded. Suddenly Karasu was 
behind Kurama. He had his slender fingers around Kurama’s neck. Sliding 
it up and down, gently. "It seems like the little koorime hadn’t came 
back," noted Karasu. Kurama sighed. 

       Karasu smiled. He moved his hands to unbutton Kurama’s shirt. One 
by one, he took his time. He knew that Kurama was too sad to take 
control of his own. Now he could do whatever he liked. Kurama’s white 
shirt dropped to the floor, revealing a compact torso. Karasu was having 
trouble stopping himself from biting Kurama’s smooth neck. :… Kuso …: he 
cursed inwardly.

      "Karasu…," called Kurama.

      "What?"

      "Please," pleaded Kurama.

      "Please what?" 

      "Please don’t do this to me. I… I… Karasu… please, let go of me. I 
can’t do this," said Kurama. "What? You want to tell me that you’re 
straight? It won’t work," said Karasu. "No, but you must understand. I 
can only…," Karasu stopped his fingers. "What? Are you still fussing 
about that little brat?" asked Karasu. 

      "He’s not a brat. I liked him from the first time I set my eyes on 
him. Even though the first time we met, he was trying to kill me," said 
Kurama. Karasu placed his chin on Kurama’s shoulder, he sighed. "So, you 
are saying that what ever I do, I can’t win you?" asked Karasu. "I’m 
afraid so," answered Kurama softly. 

       Karasu backed away a few feet. He took Kurama’s shirt which was on 
the floor and shoved it at Kurama. "Wear this back, he might come back," 
said Karasu. He turned and started his way to the window. "Karasu?" 
called Kurama. Karasu stopped, turned around and raised an eye brow. 
"Arigatou," uttered Kurama. Karasu gave him a weary smile and opened the 
window. "Maybe some day we’ll meet again?" asked Karasu. Kurama shrugged 
and smiled. "Maybe," he answered. 

      Yukina opened the door to her room and found her brother still 
sleeping. He had been like this for a few days now. :… No, a week …: she 
corrected herself. She walked over with a tray. A piece of damp cloth, a 
glass of water, a bowl of rice, some vegetables and a bowl of soup was 
on it. 

       Yukina placed the tray beside her. "Oniisan," she called softly. 
Hiei groaned and shot open his eyes. He relaxed when he saw his sister 
in front of him. Yukina flashed him her sweetest smile. "Here, I brought 
these for you. I cooked it myself. So if it doesn’t taste nice, don’t be 
mad," she grinned sweetly.

        Hiei let out a little smile and started on the soup. His sense of 
taste seems to be working so he gulped down everything. 

        Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Hiei looked up from his 
bowl of rice and saw a tall silhouette shadow behind the door. "Ohairi!" 
Yukina shouted from inside. Kurama slid open the door and smiled. "Hi," 
he greeted them. "Ah, Kurama-san…," said Yukina. Hiei was still staring 
at Kurama behind the bowl of rice. Yukina looked at them and decided to 
leave them alone. "I got to go. I have to run some errands for Genkai-
san," with that she closed the door. 

       Hiei was still stuffing food, slowly. Kurama looked at Hiei and 
sat in front of him. "Hiei?" he called. Hiei stopped eating and looked 
at Kurama, he put down his bowl of rice. Kurama smiled at Hiei, he have 
rice bits on his face. 

       Kurama resisted the urge to go up to him and kiss him. Instead, he 
raised his hand and brushed off the rice bits off Hiei’s face gently. "I 
miss you," he uttered. Hiei snorted and looked away. Kurama shifted 
closer. He took Hiei’s hand. "I got rid of him," said Kurama. Hiei was 
still in no interest to look at Kurama. 

       "Come on Hiei," coaxed Kurama. "You talk too much. I guessed 
that’s why he left," commented Hiei. To Kurama, it sounded more or less 
like a joke, so he chuckled. "Maybe, maybe not. But now were back 
together, ain’t it great?" asked Kurama, hoping to get something out of 
that poker faced demon.

        Hiei sighed. Battles about Kurama deceiving him were gone. He had 
love this youko and he trusted him. He pushed away the bowl and crawled 
nearer towards Kurama, he placed his head on his neck between that 
luxurious flair of read strands. He wrapped his arms around Kurama and 
smiled secretly. 

 	"Hai," he said softly. 

 				
  				Owari…

p/s: I know all these characters looked a little OOC, so sorry! He… he…
* Special thanks to Siew Lee for her inspiration!*

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