Standard disclaimers apply. Thanks to Yoshihiro Togashi for coming up with 
these magnificent characters. None of these are mine, not the characters obviously. 
Don’t sue me… no money… not making money… just sharing a piece of my brains with 
everyone. ^_^; 

Storyline might be bad, and grammar might be wrong… hey whaddaya expect from a 16 
year old fan? Haha… alright… enough with rambling and babbling… 

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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                             A Shattered Koorime Heart

Part Three
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"So you want to know where Hiei is?" asked Mukuro. All of them 
nodded. Mukuro turned to Kurama. "Why did you slap him?" she asked. 
"Kurama didn’t mean to!" protested Kuwabara. "Shut up! I am talking to 
Kurama," she retorted with a powerful tone in her voice that Kuwabara 
shut up immediately. 

"Tell you what. Hiei came back, burning ¾ of my guards into ashes 
and nearly set up my palace on fire. What did I do to deserve such a 
disaster in my palace by a certain over sensitive, over emotional too 
in love koorime who had just been slapped by a person he loved, with no 
appropriate reason at all?" asked Mukuro. Assuming that all of them 
knew about the relationship between Hiei and Kurama. 

"Hiei loves Kurama?" asked Kuwabara. Yuusuke shut his mouth once 
again. Unfortunately, only Koenma knew. But he didn’t actually knew, he 
just assumed. Kurama flushed and sighed at the remark. He felt so bad. 

"Gomen, I wasn’t myself then," said Kurama. "Then which self were 
you? The youko self?" asked Mukuro again. Kurama shook his head. Mukuro 
sighed and stood up. 

"Koenma-sama, I would like to have you for a dinner guest. I have 
some business to talk to you since you are here," Mukuro changed the 
topic abruptly. Suddenly a youkai opened the door. "Lead them to the 
dining hall," said Mukuro. 

They all knew they couldn’t do anything. Want to fight Mukuro? 
Fat chance. She won’t even reveal where Hiei is. :… Then I’ll have to 
find him myself …: said Kurama bitterly in his mind. 

They all followed the youkai out to the dining table. "No, not 
you Kurama. Your problem isn’t settled yet," said Mukuro. Kurama 
stopped at his steps, glad that Mukuro still wanted to help him. 

When the room was vacated and only Mukuro and Kurama left in it,
she went back to her seat. 

"I’m sorry. I didn’t knew that Yuusuke and Kuwabara didn’t know 
about you two," apologised Mukuro. Kurama shook his head. "Daijobu," he 
uttered. 

"If I didn’t know you better, I’d kill you for Hiei. But I know 
that you wouldn’t hit Hiei for nothing. Sometimes that fat ass needs to 
be beat out of his senses. Always thinking that he’s the best," Mukuro 
started babbling.

She peeped at Kurama from the corner of her eyes. He still had 
his head hanging limply. Obviously sad, very sad. 

"Kurama," she called. Kurama looked up at Mukuro, sad emeralds eyes 
filled with tears just waiting to roll down those smooth cheeks. 
:… Damn, if you weren’t his, I’d make you mine …: snorted Mukuro 
silently at the beautiful kitsune. "Come… I’ll take you to him. Then 
you can explain all to him," said Mukuro. "Doumo arigatou," thanked 
Kurama, suddenly his expressions were a bit cheerful and full of hope.

Mukuro walked to the door. She turned back and saw Kurama still 
standing there. "Follow me, what are you waiting for?" she asked. 
Kurama nodded and followed the Makai lord, a smile secretly appeared on 
his sad face. 

Mukuro brought him around a dark place. He didn’t knew where he 
is, just followed Mukuro. Usually, they bring torches around in these 
dark places. But she seems to know her way around. :… Hey, it’s her 
palace, what do you expect! …: Kurama reminded himself mentally.

They stopped abruptly near a door. "This is the door to Hiei's 
room. The biggest room after mine," she told Kurama. Kurama looked at 
Mukuro. "Doumo arigatou," said Kurama. Mukuro gave him a small smile. 
"Don’t hurt him more than he is already, ok? I have a dinner to 
attend," reminded Mukuro. Kurama nodded. Mukuro had already disappeared 
in the darkness. :… It’s now or never …: said Kurama and knocked.

Hiei startled. Who dares to interrupt his peaceful night? :… This 
youki, it’s Kurama …: One part of him wanted to just open the door, hug 
him and apologise but the other half of him protested. :… Why the hell 
should you let him in? besides he was the one who slapped you …: it 
reasoned.

Hiei frowned at the second thought. :… Shi ne …: he told it to. 
He walked to the door and leaned on it. "What?" he asked from inside. 
"Hiei, it’s me," said Kurama. "I know it’s you. I asked what do you 
want?" said Hiei, egoistically. "Hiei please, let me in," said Kurama. 
"Why should I let you in? To let you hit me again?" argued Hiei. "No 
Hiei, please," pleaded Kurama. Hiei snorted. He sighed. :… What does 
this damn fox have over me, that makes me open this door? …: Hiei 
opened the door.

He came eye to eye with a sad pair of watery emerald eyes.     
:… Kurama crying? Haha… stupid kitsune …: he laughed mentally. His 
face, a total perfect mask of blankness. Hiei left the door and went to 
sit on his big huge bed, facing his back on Kurama with his arms 
crossed on his chest. 

Kurama looked at the dark room. Only a candle was lit, he closed 
the door behind him. 

Mukuro came to the dining table. Raizen, Yomi, Koenma, Yuusuke 
and Kuwabara were already seated. Leaving two other seats empty. 
"Welcome to my dinner party. I am glad that you all could make it," she 
said and sat down on her own place. "Who are we still waiting for?" 
Asked Raizen. "Em? No one," said Mukuro. 

"Then why are they two empty seats?" he asked again. "Ah, It’s 
for Kurama and Hiei," she said, sipping the greenish fluorescent Makai 
liquid in the glass. "Where are they?" asked Yomi. He can’t see but he 
knew they’re not here. He can’t feel their youki nearby. "Oh, they’re 
here. Just not coming in yet. I don’t know if they’re joining us. So, 
we don’t have to wait for them," said Mukuro, starting on her meal. 

"Why?" asked Raizen. "Did you injure Hiei so bad until Kurama had 
to tend him?" asked Yomi. "No I didn’t! They had a… umm, nothing. 
Kurama just missed Hiei, so he wanted to spend time with him," she 
said. 

"Ah, it looks like we’re the only ones who didn’t know about Hiei 
and Kurama," whispered Kuwabara irritatingly at Yuusuke. "What do you 
aspect? They’re the Makai lords," said Yuusuke, he himself busy with 
his food. Kuwabara shrugged.

"Sometimes, I envy them," noted Yomi, as he sipped his drink. "Me 
too. All the time," said Mukuro. "Hey, they’re made for each other. So 
don’t even think of breaking them of," Raizen told them sternly. "We 
aren’t" said Yomi and Mukuro simultaneously. 

"All of them like Hiei and Kurama," said Yuusuke. "Kurama I could 
understand, but that irritating fire ass?" remarked Kuwabara. Kuwabara, 
that’s not a perfectly good thing to say," said Yomi. "Ah? You can hear 
me?" asked Kuwabara shockingly. "Well, I do have 6 ears," Yomi smiled. 
"Gomen," Kuwabara uttered and started on his meal.

"Hiei?" Kurama called. The koorime didn’t respond. Kurama walked 
over to the huge bed and asked. "Can I sit here?" There was no answer, 
Kurama risked it as a ‘yes’. He made himself comfortable behind Hiei. 

Suddenly Hiei felt a pair of strong firm arms wrap around his 
chest, pulling him into a warm embrace. Hiei didn’t resist him, but 
just stoned himself. A hand went up to Hiei's face on the spot where 
Kurama had slapped him just now. "Does it still hurt?" asked Kurama. 
Hiei was silent. Kurama bit his lower lip.

:… Hiei… don’t be like this please. Shout at me, hit me, do 
anything, just don’t keep quiet like this …: Kurama pleaded silently. A 
tear rolled of his pale cheek, dropped like a pearl on Hiei's shoulder. 
He turned and met a pair of hazy emerald eyes. Already wet with tears. 
"Why bother Kurama?" was the question and answer. Kurama didn’t 
understand. "Why do you still bother to come to me? You had practically 
humiliated me in front of a ningen who did the same, humiliating me in 
front of you," said Hiei. Kurama tried to kiss Hiei on his cheek. "No," 
Hiei protested. Kurama felt hurt a bit. 

"Don’t kiss me. Don’t even come near me. I stink remember? I 
don’t want a nice smelling kitsune smell," said Hiei. Kurama looked at 
the bed sheet. He knew the hurt Hiei felt by his voice. Hiei felt like 
crying himself. But he was strong, he won’t cry. A forbidden child 
wouldn’t cry. If he cry, he’ll be weak. 

"I’m sorry Hiei, I… I… love you," said Kurama. "Kh, I do to 
Kurama. Believe me, but I can’t believe that you actually slapped me 
because of a stupid ningen," Hiei retorted. 

Kurama wrapped his strong arms around Hiei again, not letting go. 
"Kitsune, let go of me," he demanded. "No Hiei, I won’t. I won’t ever. 
I love you too much to do so. Hiei, forgive me please for the things 
I’ve done to you. Hit me, curse me but just don’t hate me. And I don’t 
care if she said that you stink, I love your smell. If you have one," 
said Kurama burying his head on Hiei's neck, tears wetting Hiei's 
shoulder. 

Hiei closed his eyes. He too love this kitsune, too much to hit 
him, to curse at him. He wriggled out of Kurama’s embrace and look at 
the crying kitsune. "Kh, stupid kitsune," he uttered. Kurama smiled. 
"Hiei," he said. Hiei leaned forward and kissed the tears off Kurama’s 
cheek, licking it, tracing his jaw. Kurama moved his head so that he 
could kiss this precious youkai, his precious youkai. "I am still yours 
what ever happens. Always be yours," said Kurama softly. "And I am 
yours," said Hiei. 

Suddenly he broke their kiss. "Matte," he said, bringing Kurama 
to the window. "There," Hiei pointed outside at the Makai moon. "Well 
Hiei, it’s the Makai moon," gasped Kurama. Hiei nodded once. The Makai 
moon only shows up once in a decade. 10 years once and they saw it. 
"Hiei, let it witness our love tonight," uttered Kurama, still admiring 
the sheer brightness. 

Suddenly Kurama felt that his shirt was pulled off. "Hiei," 
Kurama gasped. "Shhh," Hiei had enough of words. Kurama smiled. Who 
need words when you have the most beautiful youkai trying to make love 
to you? 

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Kurama and Hiei showed up in the dining hall. Mukuro was happily 
eating and chatting away with Koenma, Yuusuke, Kuwabara and the other 
two Makai lords, Raizen and Yomi. 

"Yomi… I’m sorry about your burnt officers. Hiei was having a bad 
mood and…," Mukuro paused and turned her head. "Ano, Hiei, Kurama, come 
and have dinner with us," she offered. Kurama smiled. "Doumo arigatou," 
he thanked. A youkai lead them to their seat. "Came so far to see Hiei, 
Kurama?" asked Yomi. "Hai, Yomi-sama," said Kurama, looking at Mukuro’s 
nodding head. 

After dinner, Mukuro had managed to give back Hiei's two weeks 
‘holiday’ and shooed him off to Ningenkai with his beloved Kurama. As 
they were walking together out in the Ningenkai, Kuwabara spoke.

"Kurama," Kuwabara called. "Nani?" asked Kurama. "Why didn’t you 
tell us about you and Hiei?" he whispered eagerly. "Em, I thought. You 
guys would be… you know. Me and Hiei, I… We…," Kurama couldn’t find the 
right words. "I told him not to tell you," said Hiei. Kuwabara snorted. 
"Hiei, sometimes you’re being unreasonable," said Kuwabara. "We want to 
keep it a secret. Botan or Keiko could go shrieking if they even have a 
clue about it. So it’s best you all don’t know. Do I sound reasonable 
enough?" asked Hiei. Kuwabara slapped Kurama gently on his back. Hiei 
snarled, baring his fangs. "Don’t hit him like that," he told Kuwabara. 
"Gomen, Hiei," Kuwabara apologised.

"You did a good job hiding it, Hiei. But not Kurama. He’s 
probably worried about you every second of his life away from you," 
said Yuusuke, stuffing his hand in his pocket. Kurama blushed. "Gomen 
Hiei," he uttered. "Enough apologising for the day Kurama," said Hiei. 
Kurama nodded. 

"No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend," thought Kuwabara loudly. 
Yuusuke hit him on the back. "Enough Kazuma," he scolded him. "Okay, 
okay. But make sure you guys don’t strip each other in front of me," 
reminded Kuwabara. "KAZUMA! Enough!" 

We take a short break while Yuusuke’s having fun… ^_^

Hiei snorted. Kurama smiled. "But can you keep it a secret from 
the girls?" requested Kurama. "Yeah sure, we’ll try," said Kuwabara 
swinging unsteadily. Yuusuke grinned. "Ok, Kuwabara, enough talking! 
Bye Kurama, Hiei," and with that, Yuusuke dragged Kuwabara home.

"Ok Hiei, let’s go home," said Kurama. "Home? I don’t have a home 
here in Ningenkai," he snorted. "Yes you have," said Kurama, hugging 
Hiei. :… Yeah, my home is here. Between Kurama’s arms …: Hiei made a 
mental note. 

Kurama carried Hiei and walked the way home. "Oi, kitsune. What 
are you doing?" asked Hiei. "Carrying you home, what else?" said 
Kurama. "Let me go! Kitsune no Baka! Let me go!!!" Passers by could 
faintly hear a struggling youkai protesting.  

Owari… ^_^

Wahaha! Another fic from a YYH otaku! Critics and corrections and death 
threats please! Doumo Arigatou Gozaimasu for reading! 

* Special thanks to Siew Lee for her inspiration!*
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