AN: I know, cardinal sin - the lyrics are probably as long as the actual text. But it's just a prologue, damnit. Later there are all sorts of exiting things, things I've come up with myself - I'm calling them 'plot' and 'dialogue' until I come up with something better.

Anyway, yes. Long haul. Utterly illogical crossover with Neil Gaiman's Sandman. Takes place mainly in dreams, because I need to work on doing that and having a plot at the same time - advancing said plot in dreams, which is a lot harder than it may sound, what with trying to keep them semi-dream like, in the not making sense kind of way.

And, it being me, every chance I have to make a reference to Joss Whedon, Terry Pratchett, or, obviously, Neil Gaiman… it's in there.

Dedication: Darn Katia-darling, making me watch YYH and get all obsessed. Darn Shinju-my-love, feeding the addiction once it started.

Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho is not mine. None of the Endless are mine. The song "Red and Black" is not mine - it's… from Les Miserables, which is by a whole host of people by the time you get the English version. Lovely show.


The color of the world
Is changing day by day...

Red - the blood of angry men
Black - the dark of ages past
Red - a world about to dawn
Black - the night that ends at last

Red
I feel my soul on fire…


He wasn't anything special.

Oh, I loved him with everything I was. I thought of him with every breath. He was exquisite - life, love, beauty. I thought I would have given up my existence on this earth for just a few moments with him, although fortunately that wasn't necessary. (Well, no, it did turn to be necessary, didn't it?)

So yes, I loved him. But he still wasn't special, because I fall in love all the time. It happens. One falls in love, kills the object of one's affections before they can betray you in one way or another, despairs… moves on. It was getting a bit old, honestly. With Kurama, I was perhaps not as fully invested I had been last time, or the time before that. And then he killed me. That… changed things. I suspect he meant it to end them. Unfortunately for him, it did the opposite. If I'd known how alive dying would make me feel, I would have done it long ago. The depth of my feelings for him now are incomparable to anything I'd felt while alive.

I would have expected it all to be rather useless, though, since the living and dead don't tend to interact overmuch in my experience. That, though, is the best part.

I'm very close to him, and he doesn't even see it.


…Black

My world if she's not there

Red
The color of Desire
Black
The color of Despair

Red - the blood of angry men
Black - the dark of ages past
Red - a world about to dawn
Black - the night that ends at last


There. Theoretically titillating. Please, please do review! …Not there's much to review, there… Yeah.