Come What May

A/N: Yes this is on FF.net and YES, I wrote it.

Hiei realized he needed the rest, especially to land from this fall and especially to make it in time to protect his fox. “Kurama” Hiei whispered as he closed his eyes and fell.



Kurama stared at the pale pink blossoms that softly rained down onto the bright emerald grass. “Kurama…” Yukina’s voice came drifting to him. He looked up- Keiko had sat down next to him, the white of her skirt providing a beautiful contrast to the healthy spring lawn. “We’re worried… hell even Jin isn’t happy seeing you like this and he could be consistently the happiest person I know.” She stopped.

Tears had welled up in the fox’s eyes, he drew his knees to his chest, “He’s not coming back,” he breathed. “He’s gone, didn’t even say goodbye- just ‘hn, don’t worry fox.’ What if he was in trouble or dead and I could have protected him Yukina,” Kurama’s words were choked with tears. “I am a coward, I couldn’t even picture him with anyone else – even if he was happily mated with Mukuro – I’d die Yukina.” Kurama sobbed. It was silent, only the sound of Kurama’s muffled sobs were distinguishable. After a few minutes Kurama spoke again, his voice raw, “ As a Youko – it is against our intuition to settle down with only one mate. Before I met him, fidelity,” Kurama paused trying to sort through his emotions to find the best words, “fidelity was honestly not a priority. That youkai has changed me – I haven’t looked at another since we met. During the Dark Tournament as the crow demon Karasu courted me in his sadistic ways, my Youko instincts, if not for him…” Kurama paused again this time looking up past the curtain of red bangs and revealed his tear-filled emerald eyes. The entire group had gathered around him. Kurama’s cheeks burned but he merely blinked and cleared his throat.

“I just find myself missing him more than I should that’s all. He is my best friend.” Kurama stared up innocently at everyone, “you look as though I have sewn the seed of the death plant within myself again.” Kurama tried to smile but it merely translated into a scowl playing on his lips. No one spoke. Kurama quietly rocked back- extending his long legs to stand up. He saw them then. It was group of high-level demons, trying to move inconspicuously amongst the foliage of the park. They were all dressed in the same uniform; the purple of Mukuro’s force and all wore her crest.

“Hiei” whispered Kurama but he wasn’t there. The rest of the group had sensed the visitors as well and had all formed a circle around Kurama and Keiko. Koenma acted quickly- removing his pacifier, which had been disguised as a lollypop as he was in his teenage form, and cast a force-field around the group making the area in which they stood invisible to the outside ningen population. Yusuke and Kuwabara were nearly shaking with anger. “Damn it, what do you want?” the former spirit-detective called. There was no reply. “Common which ones of you sons of bitches is the leader – who is going to tell me what the fuck is going on?” Yusuke screamed at the figures. Again no one responded. Yusuke growled and aimed his spirit gun at the largest figure. “SPIRIT GUN” Yusuke shouted and the giant blue eruption of spirit energy from his index finger. The demon was knocked back hard through the trees in the park and into the side of Koenma’s force field. “Who else wants a piece of this?” Yusuke barked.

“We have not come for you Yusuke Urameshi, Lord of Toushin,” came a low hissing voice, “No, not for you either Koenma, son of Yama.” The leader of the group emerged from the shadows, “We have come for the fox, and our Lord Mukuro has requested his presence before her lordship. He has deeply offended her lordship and she has called for his arrest, torture and execution. Youko, you are hereby under arrest.” The demons circled closely around the group. “Surrender the fugitive.” The leader hissed.

“KISS MY ASS.” Yusuke screamed, “SHOTGUN!!!” Spirit blasts erupted from the former detective finger. “Spirit SWORD!!!” Kuwabara yelled and charged. It was too late – the demons were always falling away in pieces.

“Hn, you were too late” the cold voice that had been absent from the Ningen world for the last seven months. “Hiei” whispered Kurama. He tried to move, but found he couldn’t. He looked down and noticed his magenta uniform stained crimson with his blood. “Emiko” Kurama mumbled before slumping forward. Yusuke caught him before the fox’s beautiful countenance hit the ground, “how the hell did this happen, damn it!” Yusuke sobered looking at the blood flowing from a deep gash in Kurama’s abdomen. “I was too late,” Hiei muttered, “the stupid fox still got hurt because of me, and she won’t stop until I return to her. She has kept me there for seven months, in hopes of me consenting to mate with her, I escaped when my ki was low…” Hiei’s knees buckled. Yukina was tending to Kurama’s open wound, however when she heard her brothers pause she looked up at him. Hiei was ragged, and thin. His bones protruded awkwardly from under his skin and cuts, burns and scars were visible all over his arms and chest. His signature tank top and jeans were worn to the point of fraying, and he rested on a rusty old sword. “Fix him Yukina,” Hiei murmured, eyes drooping. “We have to go to the temple,” stated Yukina, her voice thick with worry. Yusuke whistled and from out of nowhere his giant spirit beast, the blue-feathered bird Puu came flying into view. “Yusuke and Yukina take Hiei and Kurama and go back quickly to the temple,” instructed Koenma from behind his lollypop. As the giant spirit beast took off – Yusuke held onto his two friends. “Hold on damn it” said Yusuke.