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Forgotten
Part
20: Conclusion
By:
Sano
Standard
YYH disclaimer
Note: Arigato Gozaimas to all the people who gave me feedback!! This is for you guys! *Throws kitsune-shaped creampuffs at everybody*
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“Hiei!!”
Kurama shouted and scrambled towards the youkai. He turned the fire demon over
and winced as he saw a gap in Hiei’s chest, blood already pooling around him.
“Hiei…why
did you do that…?” Kurama choked out and felt for a pulse and sighed in relief
when he felt one, but it was very weak.
He
started to send youki towards his friend and beloved. If Hiei didn’t survive
this, the fox can’t bear to finish the thought. He tore a piece of white silk
from his robe and bandaged Hiei’s wound. Everything flew out of his mind; he
was too preoccupied with bandaging Hiei and he didn’t care about anything.
Apparently,
Misami was too shocked to comprehend what was happening. The katana she was
holding slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor with a metallic sound.
Hiei
took the blow that was meant for Kurama…the bomb she threw was too strong and
whoever was hit was unlikely to survive. She had almost killed Hiei…her
beloved…her everything…
Her
mind was too troubled that she had lost control over the shield surrounding
Yuusuke and Kuwabara. The tantei’s immediately ran to Kurama and Hiei.
“Oi,
Kurama. Is the shrimp, okay?” Kuwabara asked. He tried to hide it but his
concern was there, it was clear in his voice.
“He’s
alive, but barely.” Kurama answered. He concentrated in trying to close the
gap, after a few minutes of work; his ki was slowly draining out of his body.
He was on the verge of collapsing when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Yuusuke
shook his head. “Kurama, you’ll die if you keep this up.” He said. “We’ll take
care of him. You finish Misami off and after this whole mess, we’ll take Hiei
to Yukina’s, okay?” He reassured the fox.
Kurama
nodded silently. He kissed Hiei’s forehead and whispered in a low voice, low
enough so only Hiei will hear. “Don’t leave me, Hiei.” And stood up and walked
towards Misami.
Misami
saw everything. She saw the love the youko professed…the worry that Hiei’s
friends showed…everything…Hiei didn’t need her, he already had friends that
would care for him…he already had a lover that would take care of him, in this
life and the next that would follow.
Kurama
stopped and his golden eyes widened when he saw tears streaming down Misami’s
face.
Misami
suddenly vanished from his view and reappeared in front of him, her katana
ready to strike him. He quickly held up a grass blade and blocked her attack.
He swung at her with the blade, dodging her blows gracefully.
Yuusuke
watched the fight escalate with a touch of awe. Both fighters were very skilled
and graceful. They didn’t look like they were fighting; their fight looked like
it was a dance, composed of back flips and twirls that would amaze even
goddesses.
Kurama
jumped away just in time as Misami threw a bomb at him. He concentrated and
called for a plant he hadn’t used since the Ankoku bujutsukai, the Makai Mimosa
plant. The plant that he had used on Karasu the first time he attacked as a
youko. He hoped it would defeat Misami; he was more worried about Hiei than
this fight.
He
called forth the plant and it quickly advanced on Misami. His eyes widened in
surprise when Misami didn’t dodge it, she wasn’t moving at all.
The
plant struck her body and wrapped around her. She didn’t even cry, but she
looked up and looked straight into Kurama’s golden spheres. She smiled weakly
and mouthed, ‘Arigato. Please take care of Hiei’. The mimosa completely
devoured her, not leaving any trace of the redheaded youkai.
“Misami…”
Kurama whispered. She finally gave up, and she even thanked him. His body was
filled with relief. It was finally over.
He
ran to the others and knelt beside Hiei’s limp form. Kuwabara and Yuusuke were
taking turns sending ki to Hiei’s body, right now Kuwabara was the one who was
sending ki. He felt Hiei’s youki and smiled in relief when he felt it was
slowly rising. Hiei was going to be okay.
Hiei
felt warm, ki was entering his body. Creating a blanket and wrapping around him
like a cocoon. He heard voices…they were somewhat familiar, but he wasn’t sure.
Hiei’s
eyes fluttered open and revealed hazy crimson orbs. He saw two humans, eyeing
him curiously and a silver haired youko, battered and bruised. His hand rose up
involuntarily and cupped the youko’s cheek.
“Hiei?”
Kurama whispered. Daring against hope. “Do you still remember me?”
Hiei
blinked, he was confused, but his mouth opened and spoke. “Kitsune?”
Kurama’s
eyes brimmed with tears and hugged Hiei tightly. “Hai, Hiei. It’s me.”
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End
of Part Twenty