Disclaimer: Yu Yu is not mine. Sadly. THIS STORY CONTAINS EXTREME VIOLENCE, YAOI LEMON (MALE/MALE GRAPHIC SEX) ANGST AND DARK ELEMENTS. READ IT UNDER YOUR OWN RISK.
Anniversary
(It’s enough or I have to label here “ the worst thing never wrote”?)
Domo arigatou for everybody’s support!! Hugs minna-san!!
* In fact, this chapter is just yaoi light lemon…
by Fox19.- TO WAKE UP.
[I am dead ]
That was the first conscious thought of Hiei. he felt wonderfully tender and new: was like someone had bathed and massaged every centimeter in his being. A wonderfully soft hand was caressing his hair, and a tender tongue playing with his ear. he just wanted to stay like that forever, with Kurama’s scent surrounding him…
[Anata…]
… scent of fried eggs???
His stomach grumbled loudly, and that with Kurama’s laugh made him jump in the bed.
He was in Michael’s bed, tucked to the chin, Kurama dressed in jeans and a oversized sweater sat by his side, and the smells of breakfast reaching his nose. Was early morning, and a sudden dizziness leave him again plain in the covers.
-… Kurama…- was all he can say.
-Shh, koibito. Is over…- that playful smile he remembered oh so well was over the tender lips of the kitsune, who looked at him with his hair like a red curtain at the sun, the green eyes tearful, her grin trembling. He kissed him, and Hiei answered the kiss wholeheartedly, is heart throbbing.
- Kurama, release him, he must be hungry!- was the Michael’s voice. He was carrying a tray, and he wears the same grin and the same teary eyes. When he leave the tray next to the hungry fire demon, he touched Hiei’s forehead with his own a second, holding his neck with his big hand.
- But how… how … didn’t I…?- Hiei babbled, suddenly aware he was wearing a long shirt of the Kyoto Kiss Karavan for only garment.
- Eat first. ordered Michael, drying his lenses. He wasn’t the tender lover: he was the doctor. And Hiei ate like … well, a starved demon.
- You were unconscious a whole month, Hiei…- smiled Kurama, braiding his hair.
Hiei choked.
Michael had to pat his back hard.* * *
- As deep as I understand, you was dead in the second I used your living flame. But Michael’s energy … he is too partly Fire Demon…saved you, Hiei. Even if took a lot of time to healing.- Kurama explained after the dessert, cross legged over the bed. Hiei, pale but dressed in some of Kurama’s darker clothes listened, amazed. he looked to Michael, but the doctor was looking by the window, his face solemn but sad.
- And that’s all…- Kurama’s eyes glistened, but he remained silent. Were many emotions in his green eyes. For a while, the both just remained in silence: Kurama sat in the bed, Michael in the window, Hiei in a soffa.
A long silence.
Just the tictac of Michael’s room clock.
Inari, how much I love them.
God, how much I love the both.
Damn, is no way I’m going to hurt anyone of them.
- Well… I suppose I have to go.- was Hiei’s declaration, breaking the silence.- I have to see how is Maki’s doing without Mukuro. I was her heir, after all.-
Hiei waked to the window. He was ready to open it when a hand stopped his.
- Don’t you think is enough, Hiei?- Michael’s tender, broken voice took the both for surprise. So much pain and abger you both had have to know just because you simply can’t say the right words. Well, I’ll say it for you. You both loved each other with the deepest intensity. You wanted to be together more than anymore. I…- Michael guarded his glasses, and looked them with his blue eyes tender and sad.- I will always love you both. And I want you to be happy, together. Please, Kurama, love Hiei. Please, Hiei, take care of Kurama. You love each other so much. Please… don’t waste it anymore…-
Hiei looked stunned to Michael, who smiled as tears rolled in his cheeks. The doctor pushed him to Kurama’s arms, which kissed him deeply, his lips feverish, hungry. Hiei answered the kiss hungrily, feeling tear gems. Finally. Has been so simple… and so impossible for them to say for such a long time...
Kurama, I love you, more than anything does…
… Hiei, my Hiei live without you is to die…
Michael smiled. And drying his tears of joy and loss, he softly walked to the door, saying goodbye silently to the happy couple who kissed mindlessly in the center of the room.
Goodbye, my heart…
… Who was the JERK who said is better to love and lost than never been in love…
No, I’m happy to have met them. I’m happy to have loved them. I’m happy for them…
… Well, so, why I feel like crying…?
Sayonara….~ To Be Continued ~
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