Disclaimer: Still don't own nothin'.... --;;

Hello, it's me, Hatoko again! Not many reviews on my first fic... but I won't let it get me down! Hehehe... which is funny. I'm not usually an optimist. Anyways, as I said in "It's the Small Things", this fic is pretty... mean to Hiei and Yukina. Of course, I hadn't originally planned to get Yukina involved, as I love the girl, but... I decided that the content would be dry without her. So... I had to bring her in --;;. Anyways, I guess I shouldn't expect much from my fic... after all, it's my first, and people haven't read anything I've written before, and... it hasn't even been up for a day yet.... --;;. Also, I've learned from my new found experience, that reviews are actually very important to an inspiring author. I've decided that, from now on, since I've realized how much my reviewers mean to me, I'm going to review on every fic I read from now on! It's a promise! Of course, before I finally broke down, and got myself a name, I simply called myself "Hatoko". So, if an annoynomous person named "Hatoko" reviewed.... it was probably me. --;; Anyways, enough of that, and back to... umm.... I forgot! (bashes head repeatedly against wall in order to try to remember what she was talking about)

Kurama: Ah, Hatoko-san? You know that won't actually help, right...?

Hiei: Heh, leave her, kitsune. I'm rather enjoying watching her bash her skull in on the wall.

Hatoko: Hey, you two should be enjoying your last minutes together, instead of critizing me! I told you, the story plot starts in the prologue! Hiei, did you get all that ketchup ready yet?

Hiei: Hn...

Kurama: Yes, we did, but I think my room in going to smell like tomatoes for a few months....

Hatoko: SUCK IT UP! WE ALL NEED TO MAKE SACRIFICES FOR THE GOOD OF THE PUBLIC!

Hiei: Yeah... just like you sacrificed your sanity, right....?

Hatoko: And just like you sacrificed your freedom.... (smiles maniacally, holding up a chain menacingly)

Hiei: Urk!

Kurama: (takes chains from Hatoko nervously and begins dragging Hiei towards the bedroom) Well, Hatoko-san, I think we will take your advice, and um, go spend our final moments together before this fic gets under way.

Hatoko: I always knew you were the brains behind this pairing, Kurama. And, Hiei must be the brawn...

Kurama: Naw, Hiei's far too cute to be the brawn!

Hatoko: You're right! Kurama-kun's the brawn and the brain, and Hi-chan is the Kawaii-ness! (glomps Hiei)

Kurama: Hahaha!

Hiei: .... I'm doomed... --;;

The Day the Hiroseki Fell

Prologue: The Koorimes are kidnapped!

"What in the name of Inari happened in here?!"

Kurama had just gotten home from another excrutiatingly boring day at school, only to come home and find his house completely trashed! (A/N: DUN DUN DUUUUNNN!)

'Who -- or what -- could have done this?' Kurama thought sadly. He walked in a few feet to try to calculate the severity of the destruction.

'I'll have to clean all this up before Mother gets home...' he thought, moving through the kitchen and walking slowly towards the stairs, taking in every ounce of the wreckage. 'Whatever happened, it looks like there was quite a struggle.'

Kurama continued up the stairs and down the hall, deciding to check the rest of the upstairs before his own bedroom. He opened a door to his left, and glanced into it. Well, Shiori's room was okay... He moved onto the bathroom. That was okay too. Finally, he turned around, and went back down the hall towards his own room. He opened to door to his room, and let out a horrified gasp at the sight that met his eyes. And he thought the living room was bad!

No part of his room was untouched. Everything for chairs to waste paper baskets had been upturned. The sheets on his bed... well, weren't. And, he couldn't help but notice a red substance, which almost semed like paint, was all over his sheets. Books were scattered everywhere, some even had pages ripped out here and there, scattering around his room in the breeze provided by his open window. His window... The sheets looked like they had been gripped by someone who was being dragged towards the open window, which he kept unlocked for Hiei and was never left fully open, and person had been gripping the sheets for dear life, doing eveything in their power to ward off the attackers. He moved the sheets back in the direction of his bed, only to find a horrifying sight underneath them. The window sill was covered in the paint-like substance, while there was a quite startlingly large puddle of the stuff beneath said window. He had a gnawing sensation in the pit of his stomache as he moved closer to the window, and dabbed finger into the red stuff, and rubbed it between his thumb and index fingers, and sniffed.

'I knew it,' he thought. 'This is blood. But, whose...?'

He sighed deeply, and walked towards the bathroom to wash the blood of his hands, and maybe get the bleach, to see if it were too late to save his sheets and the floor underneath his window, only to stop as something shiny in the pool of blood underneath the window caught his eye. He walked slowly back towards the window, knelt down, and scooped up said "shiny object" in his hand. Upon closer inspection of the item, he gasped. He knew what this was! But... it didn't make any sense!

"Hiei..." Kurama whispered. Wide eyed, he clutched Hiei's mother's tear gem necklace to his chest, as tears softly welled up in his emerald green eyes.

Meanwhile, deep in the mountains, Yukina rushed to the door as she heard loud knocking quickly increase to incessent hammering.

"Hai, hai!" she called, as she opened to door. "Can I help--"

The rest of her sentence was cut off, however, as a rag with a funny smell and taste was placed over her mouth and nose. The world began to swim, and she knew consciousness no more, as the chloroform took effect on the defenseless Koorime's unsuspecting senses.

Owari

Hatoko: Yayness! My beautiful prologue is finally finished! I actually added a lot more to this version than I had in the original rough draft. I've found that once I'm really into writing something, my mind automoatically goes into this mode, where I just make every longer, and more descriptive, and I reword things so that they sounds better... yup. I think that's one of the few talents I possess that I actually enjoy and use... --;;

Hiei: Ha! Well, we all know writing isn't one of your talents, because this sucks!

Kurama: (sobbing uncontrolably in front of his bedroom window.... still)

Hatoko: Hi-chan, don't be mean! Kura-kun! Back me up on this one!

Kurama: (sulk sulk sulk, whine whine whine, cry cry cry)

Hatoko, Hiei: .....

Hatoko: Kurama, you realize we're done with the first scene, right? You can take a break whenever you feel like it... --;;

Kurama: N-no...! I-I'm not ac-ac-acting!

Hiei: Huh? Fox, you do realize that that never actually happened, right?

Hatoko: Well, technically, it did, because I can make you two do anything I want... --;;

Kurama: But...! I was just thinking... what I would d-do if I lost the real... H-Hiei...

Hiei: You did lose the real Hiei --;;

Kurama: Huh?

Hatoko: He's right, you know. As rarely as that happens, he is correct, because I wanted it to happen, and since this is my world, it happened. Just like, I could really make you start crying, change into a baby Youko, and gurgle and spit up onto Hiei's back as he's trying to burp you.

Kurama, Hiei: WHAT??

Hatoko: Huh? I don't have fantasies like that! What are you talking about??

Hiei: We didn't acuse you of anything... --;;

Kurama: Oo

Hatoko: Oh... anyways, I think that just about wraps this chapter up. Happy Holidays, from Hatoko, Kurama, and Hiei!

Hiei: Hn.... Speak for yourself.

Hatoko: Oh, shut up. (glomps Hiei)

Kurama: (feeling dejected)

Hatoko: C'mon, K'rama, their's plenty of glomp for all of us!

Kurama: (perks up) (glomps Hiei)

Hiei: Not again.... --;;

So... that's that! Please, please, please, please review! It would mean the world to me! Well, gotta go, as it is very early in the morning, where I come from. Bye byez! T-t-f-n! Tah tah for now!