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AFRAID TO LOVE	By : ShioriFoxiesMom Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male > Hiei/Kurama Views: 8987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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First, thank you everyone for all the good wishes about my sister. Even with everything that�s been going on I managed to put together a small chapter to thank you. You know, so many people have died around here we�re almost making bets on who�s next. We were so wrapped up with my sister�s illness and death, we forgot my mother-in-law was 85 years old and on hospice herself. Needless to say, just when things were going back to normal, she died too. It�s gotten to the point that I didn�t even cry.
As for the story, I swear Hiei�s death was dreamed up long before my life went to hell. In fact everything accept the ending has been planned, just not written. I�m finding myself rushing this as I write it, then rewriting it to slow it down and add the detail. I hope it�s coming out alright. Again thanks for the good thoughts and the great reviews. Enjoy.

Chapter 9

In the weeks following Hiei�s death, Yusuke had made several trips to Makai looking for Kurama. As always, when he returned to the temple, Yukina was right there waiting for him. Before she could even ask, Yusuke shook his head. �Sorry Yukina, I still haven�t found him.�
The sadness in her ruby eyes was apparent as she nodded. �Oh Yusuke, we just have to find him. I feel so bad for the way I treated him. Even though things between he and Hiei didn�t end well, I know Kurama cared for him and never intended anything bad to happen to him. How could I have hit him when he was hurting so much?�
Patiently Yusuke listened to the words he had heard from the little Koorime every time he returned from Makai. Seeing his indulgent smile, Yukina sighed. �I�m sorry Yusuke. You must be getting tired of hearing me by now. Come on in and let me get you something to eat.�
Dutifully, Yusuke followed her inside. �Actually Yukina, I promised Keiko I�d be home for dinner tonight.�
They both stopped abruptly when they saw Kuwabara on the phone. �Thanks Shiori, I�ll talk to you soon.�
Seeing the anxious faces watching him, Kuwabara shook his head. �Sorry you two, Shiori still hasn�t heard from him either. Kurama�s never been gone this long without contacting her and she�s really worried.�
Yusuke sighed. �She�s not the only one. I may not have caught up with him, but there were signs of him everywhere with the havoc he�s causing. Reports of the drunken Youko are escalating as he zigzags his way across Makai, fighting or killing anything that moves.�
Shaking his head, Kuwabara sighed. �I�ll have to find a creative way of letting Shiori know her son is still alive without all the messy details. Did you check in with Koenma?�
Yusuke nodded. �Yea, there�s nothing new. Koenma�s getting similar reports on Kurama, and Botan�s still beating herself up about Hiei. Several demons died in that explosion and she and her crew were only able to gather about half the souls. Unlike human souls, demon�s don�t go willingly.�
Kuwabara chuckled. �Maybe the shrimp is trying to do what Kurama did when he died and find his soul a new host. At least Botan was able to identify what was left of Hiei�s remains to eliminate any doubt that he�s still alive, or you�d be running around Makai looking for both of them.�
At Yukina�s wince, Kuwabara realized how insensitive he�d been. �I�m sorry my sweet. I�m sure Hiei�s soul is fine. Maybe he�s having a grand time with Kurama wreaking havoc in Makai.�
Accepting his apology, Yukina smiled. �I hope you�re right Kuzuma.�
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In actual fact, what Kurama was having in Makai was a far cry from a �grand time�. In fact Kurama was just plain miserable. He missed his best friend, his partner and his lover. Even though he and Hiei had parted ways, and Kurama was unhappy, just knowing the fire demon lived was enough to get him through the day. Now, he missed Hiei so much he didn�t know how he would go on.
The weeks passed but the pain of Hiei�s death never lessened. Drinking briefly numbed the pain, but nothing cured the loneliness or the guilt. Though fighting helped vent some of his anger, it did little else. Several demon�s had bravely attempted to seduce the mourning Youko, only to meet his wrath, or for a few persistent ones, a painful death.
Hiei�s death was so much more painful than any other loss he had suffered. Even Kuronue�s death hadn�t effected him so deeply. Then again, Kuro had died knowing Kurama loved him. Hiei on the other hand had died alone believing he was unloved.
Eventually, Kurama found himself at Alaric, hoping Mukuro could help him find some closure so he could move on. At first they simply talked about Hiei�s life. Then came the details surrounding Hiei�s death. The story she told had much more detail than the one Yusuke had shared. �Are you sure you�re ready to hear this Kurama?�
The Youko�s voice was deep with restrained emotion as he nodded. �I have to be Mukuro.�
Drawing a breath, the demon lord relayed the story of that fateful day. �Hiei and three soldiers went after a small gang who were blasting holes in the mountain region north of here. We started paying serious attention when they began ransacking and killing in nearby villages to replenish their supplies. Hiei and his men found the gang easily, but they had just rigged a large section of the mountain with explosives. Apparently during the battle Hiei�s fire attacks triggered several explosions, one of them massive.�
Silently Kurama listened as Mukuro continued. �From what we found, Hiei and his men had killed all but one of the gang when the last explosion occurred. We found that demon crushed by a boulder. One of the soldiers appeared to have been killed during the battle. Another suffered severe burns but died from being crushed by rocks and other debris. The third soldier�s body was never recovered from beneath the rubble.�
By now Kurama could barely breathe as he waited to hear of Hiei�s last moments. �Hiei however was a different story. From the burns and damage he sustained, he must have been the closest to the explosion when it happened. The body was so badly burned and mangled, the only way we were even able to identify him was that stupid cloak he always wore. Hiei and the soldiers were buried at the scene. The bodies of the gang were left to feed the animals or rot and are probably long gone by now.�
It took great effort for Kurama to speak. �Thank you for seeing that Hiei�s r�remains were taken care of. Did you ever find out why the gang was blasting into the mountain?�
Mukuro hesitated a moment before answering. �We believe they were treasure hunters.�
Shaking his head, Kurama wondered. �Those are the Mystic Mountains. What kind of treasure were they hoping to find there?�
When Mukuro looked away uncomfortably, Kurama frowned. It only took a moment for him to come up with one horrible conclusion. �They were looking for my treasure weren�t they?�
Showing a surprising amount of sympathy, Mukuro nodded. �I have often heard the legend that tells of a vast catch of treasure, hidden in the Mystic Mountains centuries ago by non other than Yoko Kurama himself. There have always been treasure hunters in those mountains, that�s why we didn�t go after them at first. This gang was more determined, and more deadly than any previous treasure hunters.�
Horrified to learn that he was the evil at the root of Hiei�s death, Kurama fled Alaric. Not even sure what his intentions were, Kurama soon found himself searching high in the mountains for the hidden den he had all but forgotten ages ago. The den that housed the fabled treasure that had gotten Hiei killed.
Passing several sites of recent explosive activity, Kurama nearly abandon his search, almost afraid of what he would find. Only minutes from the location of his secret den, the Youko came across the largest of the sites. This one however was different. The damage here was more random, and massive, and there was evidence of a fight. What made Kurama�s step falter and heart pound however were the scorched remains of some of Hiei�s most deadly attacks.
Standing in the middle of the battleground, Kurama looked around, almost as if he were waiting for Hiei to come forward and reveal himself. This of course was never to be, so Kurama turned his attention to another task� finding Hiei�s grave. Demons, unlike humans, don�t honor their dead. Only for the purpose of protecting a body from being desecrated by animals or scavengers are demons even buried. Those graves however are not in cemeteries nor are they marked.
With the aid of his plants, the Youko was able to locate three unmarked graves. On closer inspection, Kurama found a subtle difference in one grave. Slightly separated from the others, this grave was on higher ground as if to signify the deceased was of higher authority. Positive that this was Hiei�s grave, Kurama dropped to his knees beside it.
No tears came as he might have expected. Instead Kurama simply felt empty, almost as if he couldn�t believe Hiei was buried here. Without even realizing what he was doing, Kurama�s fingers dug into the earth before him. Within minutes he was frantically tearing at the ground, throwing dirt aside as he dug up the grave. Several feet down he came upon a layer of rock he knew covered the body beneath.
Pausing, Kurama contemplated his next move. Could he bare to look upon the decaying body of his beloved fire demon? From Mukuro�s account, Hiei�s body was damaged beyond recognition. Needing conformation, Kurama began removing the rocks. The first thing he found was a torn, scorched black cloth covering the body. It only took a moment for Kurama to identify the cloth as Hiei�s black cloak. Mukuro had said that the cloak he was wearing was how Hiei had been identified.
Gut wrenching pain filled Kurama as the last of the rocks was removed. Ignoring the smell of death, long fingers caressed the cloak momentarily before pulling it back to reveal the charred remains beneath. With a cry of horror, Kurama turned away. As he�d been told the body was unrecognizable. The only identifying item was Hiei�s cloak covering the body.
Unable to bare any more, Kurama turned to replace the cloak, only something wasn�t right. Gathering his courage, Kurama examined the remains more closely. Though the flesh was burned and rotting away, the skull was still intact� too intact. Before him was the unmarred forehead of a demon that had never had a Jagan implant. Snatching the cloak away from the rest of the body, Kurama examined it finding several other discrepancies that only someone as close as a lover could identify.
Besides not having a Jagan, if this were Hiei�s body, it wouldn�t have been burned. Hiei was a fire demon, the only flame that had ever been able to burn him was the flame from his dragon, and that was when Hiei was a much weaker demon and had been powered by spirit world energy. Hiei�s body was too strong now for any flame to have harmed him. He might have been torn apart by an explosion, but never burned.
Nearly giddy with joy, Kurama jumped from the grave and hastily kicked dirt and rocks back over the body. Turning and seeing the other graves, Kurama hesitated as he remembered Mukuro�s words. Two of the three guards were also found dead but only the body covered by Hiei�s cloak had been burned beyond recognition. The body of one of Hiei�s guards had never been recovered, believed to have been buried beneath the rubble left from the damage caused by the blast.
Kurama�s joy of a moment ago was quickly fading. Mukuro had it wrong. The third guard must have died before the final explosion, and Hiei used his cloak to cover the body. That meant Hiei was the one buried by the rubble. Looking to the giant pile of rocks left by the explosion, Kurama�s last hopes were fading.
Fading or not, hope was hope, and Kurama didn�t hesitate as he began to dig. Day and night Kurama dug. When rocks became boulders he enlisted the help of his plants to move them. Finally exhausted, and having made little more than a dent in the mountain of rubble, Kurama knew he needed rest and food. As he searched for his den, the Youko caught a fat squirrel that sated his hunger.
Having carefully placed most of his dens within easy reach of water, Kurama followed the smell of water to a small waterfall. After a quick bath, he easily found the entrance to the den. From the light at the entrance, Kurama had eyes only for the mound of pillows he had used as a bed in the past. Collapsing, sealed the entrance, then let oblivion claim him.
Having lost track of time weeks ago, Kurama slept until he couldn�t sleep any more. Finally opening his eyes, he glanced around the den curiously. Seeing things he�d forgotten he even possessed, Kurama finally rose and began exploring. Seeing the jewels, artwork and other baubles that used to bring him pleasure, didn�t even bring a hint of a smile to the Youko�s lips.
Just as Kurama was about to turn and leave the now unwanted treasures, something caught his attention. Though he hadn�t lit a single lamp weed, light was coming from deep within the den. Following the light, Kurama was surprised by the amount of dust as he moved deeper into the caverns that held his treasure. This den, like all of his dens, was sealed to prevent dust, water, bugs and rodents from compromising the value of the treasure within.
Entering one of the chambers near the back of the den, Kurama was shocked to see one of the walls and part of the ceiling caved in. Climbing over the rocks and debris, Kurama came out in what looked like a crevice in the mountain. One side was open to the sky, the other was covered in rocks and debris like from the explosion.
Looking up at the sun and the sky as he tried to get his bearings, Kurama realized he was on the other side of the mountain of rocks he had been digging at for days. Examining the rubble Kurama frowned. One area looked different, as if it had been disturbed. Moving closer he noticed a large brown stain in the dirt. With his heart pounding, the Youko knelt closer. Picking up and smelling the dirt, Kurama�s heart stopped. The stain was blood. Not sure whether to be hopeful or afraid, Kurama had no doubt the blood was Hiei�s.
Tearing into the pile of rocks, Kurama found more blood. Digging further, he unearthed one of Hiei�s boots, that was also covered in blood. Losing hope, Kurama knew there was little chance of finding anything but a body under the ton of rocks he had moved.
Just as he was giving up, he saw something. Dropping to his knees, Kurama used his hands to brush the rubble away. A moment later he pulled something from the beneath the rocks. With a sad heart Kurama clutched Hiei�s katana to his chest. �I�m sorry Hiei. I was too late.�
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