*Endless rain. Fall on my heart. For my heart is wounded....*

He looked up at the others. His face was a careful mask of disdain. He couldn't let them see. His pain was so strong. He looked at Shiori who stood across from him, her visage was pained, her tears evident even through the rain. Yuusuke and Kuwabara stood stiffly, their own sadness evident.

Hiei watched with a vice of ice-cold fear gripping his fiery soul. The coffin was lowered. He closed his eyes. When he opened them once more, he saw that the others were dropping roses into the grave, limp, small roses that paled in comparison to those which Kurama had held...."It's not just an ordinary rose..." he had said in his lilting dulcet tones. Now the earth claimed him, as each shovelful of soil fell upon those roses.

*Days of joy, Days of sadness, slowly pass me by...*

He sat back quietly watching the others as they talked about the past. He gazed down at the pictures, those days that he had taken for granted. He gazed at one picture, in which he had smiled so brightly next to him, his green eyes sparkling.

*As I try to hold you, you're vanishing before me...*

Those green eyes, which closed forever. He remembered holding his limp form tightly to him, telling him that he wasn't allowed to go. 'But I didn't tell him what he needed to hear...' he thought sadly.

*Don't be surprised if you love me, as my trembling body holds you, just like the memory of a rose. I keep my love for you to myself.*

'If I had told him...if only...would he have lived? Could that have given him strength? Could I have given him mine?' He had lain Kurama down gently and collapsed on top of him. Laying his head upon that heart which no longer beat strong as it once had. As it had only the night before, when he had laid his head upon his lover's chest.

*I sleep in a drug-like state. I feel at a loss. My heart dissolves into nothingness.*

They had found them like that. Everyone had assumed that he had been knocked unconscious or something of the like. He wandered away from the wake, to the room which he had spent so many nights in. He climbed onto the bed, it still smelled like him. That sweet smell of roses.

*I awake from my dream, I can't find my way without you.*

He put his head on the pillow drinking in this smell of him, making it easier to pretend. He smoothed his hand across the pillow, catching a single crimson strand on his finger. He inhaled deeply, holding tight to that link. Continuing to grip it tightly he rose, and stumbled to the window.

He found his way to the cemetery. He wandered over to that fresh grave, digging it up with his bare hands. He pried open the coffin and pulled that too-cold figure from it, into his waiting arms. He gently tied his tear-gem around Kurama's neck with the strand of crimson hair. He rocked gently back and forth. "Take this of me. Take what I selfishly did not give you while you still lived." More tears fell.

*Endless rain. Let me stay evermore in your heart. Let my heart take in your tears, take in your memories.*

He wrapped his energy around Kurama, wrapped all his love, and everything he had within around him. If he couldn't bring him back, then he would join him.

*The dream is over. My voice isn't enough for the words to express what I feel for you. Please let me say again, my feelings for you are so strong. I am obsessed by you, and my dreams are reflections of what I feel. Until I can forget your love.*

Hiei started as he felt a soft hand stroke his cheek. He raised his head to look into emerald eyes that he thought he would never see again. "Am I dreaming?" he asked softly, unable to hide his joy.

*It's a dream. I'm in love with you. I can't shut down my only window of logic*

"In a way." replied Kurama. "You are unconscious right now. We are together in your mind."

His face fell. "Then...this isn't real?"

"Oh, yes. It's real. It's quite real." said Kurama. "Your love brought me back."

Hiei's scarlet eyes widened. "How?"

Kurama smiled mysteriously. "I don't know. But soon, you will wake up, and I will be next to you."

He awoke with a start. He was still in the cemetery, but Kurama was warm in his arms. He carried him to the nearest hospital, where they told him that there must have been a terrible accident, that he had never really been dead.

"I don't believe that." said Kurama. "I was dead. Your love brought me back."

Hiei smiled. It didn't matter how it had happened. He had his fox back. "Hn. Stupid fox. You're such a romantic."

"And you're not? You pretend, but I know different." he replied, fingering the tear-gem at his neck. It was still wrapped by his own hair, but it now had a silver chain, too.

Hiei replied by silencing him with a kiss.