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Forgotten
Part
13: Painful answers
By:
Sano
Standard
YYH disclaimer
Note: This
fic is yaoi.
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Hiei’s
crimson eyes widened as he felt the pressure of Kurama’s lips descend on his.
He ordered his body to move but it wouldn’t listen.
He
could feel his heart beating loudly against his ribs that he could swore that
it could be heard over to the other side of the Makai.
All thoughts of Misami left his mind as realization dawned on him.
He couldn’t deny it, but the kiss felt…familiar, like he’d done this hundreds
of times before.
His
hand rose automatically and curled itself around Kurama’s red mane. The
tendrils felt so soft against his callused fingers like those of rose petals.
Both
demons broke away when they were out of breath. Hiei took a few steps backward,
his head still spinning from the intensity of the kiss and stared at the youko.
Kurama’s
cheeks were slightly flushed and his kiss-swollen lips shone out from his
moonlit face. Hiei could feel his left eye twitching, a sign that he was
nervous and confused.
Breathing
heavily, Kurama stared at the Jaganshi with the same intensity. He licked his
lips and had a sinking feeling in his stomach. Hiei didn’t remember him; he
lost his beloved youkai to a dirty bitch.
He
bowed his head. “G-gomen…” He stammered, his eyes landed on the whip that Hiei
dropped when Kurama kissed him. Hiei would never use a long-range weapon; he
only wanted to use swords so he could fight his opponent fairly. No! He’d let
Hiei remember.
Kurama
snapped his gaze to Hiei. Emerald orbs met crimson ones. “No…I’m not sorry. I
kissed you on purpose. Don’t you see that? Don’t you remember me Hiei?”
Hiei’s
mind focused on one thing: The whip and Misami’s order.
The
koorime picked up the whip from the stone floor and turned to the fox. “Hn.
Don’t remember you. And no one ever touches me except Misami.”
Kurama’s
eyes widened. He could feel the pain in his heart as Hiei spoke those words
clearly. He couldn’t contain himself and he could feel a lone tear make its way
down his cheek.
Hiei’s
eyes followed the tear’s path and his hand rose against his will again and
brushed it away. The second he touched Kurama’s cheek; his mind went into a
whirl.
Images
flashed before his eyes. Kurama…Kurama smiling…Kurama laughing at what Kuwabara
said as he watched him from a tree nearby…Countless missions that almost got
him killed.
The
images stopped and Hiei dropped his hand. Stunned at what he saw. Suddenly,
everything fell into place. A name popped into his head and he almost smiled.
“Kitsune…?” He spoke. He caressed the fox’s cheek.
The
youko smiled and it seemed to light up the whole room. “Hai, Hiei…it’s me…” He
leaned into the caress.
Hiei
took out his katana and went to Kurama’s side, ready to slash the wards away.
As he was ready to cut it away, pain shot through his head that made the katana
fall to the floor.
“Daijoubo?”
Kurama asked. Hiei nodded in reply and picked the katana off the floor. When he
had the katana in his hand, another shot of pain went through his head. He let
go of the sword, clutched his head and closed his eyes. The pain was growing by
every second.
The
koorime could hear Kurama’s concerned cries as he spun around wildly, trying to
make the pain go away. He wrenched open his eyes. His vision was blackening
from the pain. He caught a glimpse of Kurama. The fox was crying. Crying for
him. He couldn’t take the pain anymore and everything went black.
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“Hiei!”
Kurama shouted when Hiei fell down on the stone floor, obviously unconscious.
“Hiei…” He called again, checking for any signs of movement. There wasn’t any.
He strained against the wards, ignoring the pain as the wards burned slightly
through his tunic.
The
heavy door suddenly opened and light filled the room. Kurama blinked as he saw
two short figures and a tall slim one enter the room.
The two
short ones came forward with a stretcher and placed the unconscious youkai on
it. “Where are you taking him?” Kurama demanded. The youkai’s didn’t listen and
took Hiei out of the room and closed the heavy door behind them.
The
tall figure walked closer to him. When the moonlight showed who the stranger
was, Kurama felt his eyes narrow.
“Misami.”
The youko hissed. “What have you done with Hiei?” He demanded angrily.
“Before
we start on that, I just want to say how good you were with convincing
Hiei-koi.” Misami’s mouth turned up in a smirk. “Now I can see why the rumor
says that youko’s have really uncontrollable libido’s.” Misami gave out a cruel
laugh.
The
kitsune’s eyes flashed golden. “So what if I do have an uncontrollable libido?
At least I get my own mate. Unlike a certain someone who just takes one away
and try to brainwash him.” Misami’s eyes glared at him and Kurama
couldn’t help feeling a flash of triumph.
“Okay,
enough chit chat. I’ll tell you what I did to Hiei.” She waved her in the air.
“I used a mind-controlling spell and it really worked, but not enough. I was
even surprised when he remembered you. You must love each other so much, ne?”
Kurama
remained silent.
“So, I
just cast a stronger one. And-“ Misami scooped up the discarded whip on the
floor. “I believe I have some business to finish.” She cracked the whip and it
echoed throughout the room.
Kurama
kept his face impassive. This is going to hurt. He thought. Misami
tested the whip by hitting the kitsune on the thighs. Kurama bit his lip as
pain reverbrated through his body. He wouldn’t let the pain get to him. He
wouldn’t let Misami win. He would get Hiei back.
The
whipping continued and each one echoed throughout the room.
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End of
Part 13