Hey! Muni again! I started this fic the day after I wrote my other, Into Fate's Open Arms. I worked very hard on it, considering I should be working on my Shaman King cosplay skit oO;. Oh well, it'll have to wait.
Okay, time for the disclaimer. I don't own Yuu Yuu Hakusho, I wish. I also don't own any of the characters in this fic. Got it? Okay, now that that's settled, I'll commence the writing. No flames please. R&R, and enjoy!
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Through Another's Eyes
Hiei growled. But not the usual growl. Oh no, this wasn't the 'leave me alone' growl. This was more of a 'I'm defending my territory' growl. He couldn't stand to watch the way Kuwabara treated his sister. The way he looked at her, the way he talked to her, the way he drooled over her. It was disgusting!
He shifted his weight from one hip to the other and leaned on his elbow, watching the others play a board game. Yukina giggled, a light and pleasant sound, as she moved her game piece around the board. Kuwabara pulled a card off the board and read some sort of question off it, that Hiei didn't hear. Yukina answered correctly and everyone, seated in a circle around the board smiled. It made him want to throw up.
Seeing everyone happy just made him sick. Why couldn't everyone lose and be disappointed?
"Hiei?" a quiet voice asked as Hiei looked up. A smiling Kurama stood over him, whilst the others laughed behind him. "Would you care to join us? It'll be fun."
Hiei looked away to hide his anger. A barely audible "hn" escaped his lips. Kurama frowned. "Come now, we would much rather you play as well." He sat next to him on the couch and Hiei twitched. After a few moments of silence, Kurama grinned and used his secret weapon. "It would make Yukina happy."
Hiei sighed and stood. "She's already happy, kitsune.Can't you see that?" he then flitted out the window into the wet, evening air leaving a rather confused Kurama perched on the couch.
Midnight. The trees swayed as the bullets of rain poured down in buckets and the flickering candlelight visible from the forest died. Hiei grinned. Perfect.
Outside, atop one of the many pine trees, he stood erect before the harvest moon as the tree bent to and fro dangerously. He flitted down, outside of the house across the street. The Kuwabaras. Yes, that was his destination. The Kuwabara home.
Tilting his chin upward, his gaze followed a straight line up to the highest window on the north side of the building. His room. He ran up the wall until he had a wonderful view into the room. There was his prey. Asleep on his bed in the middle, unaware and oblivious. Just the way he liked them.
Slowly he drew the window up whispering "Kuwabara...Kuwabara.." He chuckled and pulled his katana out of its sheath. It made a sharp hissing sound and he sauntered towards the bed. Thunder cracked nearby followed by blinding lightning as Hiei inched towards Kuwabara's side. Reaching out close enough to touch him, he whispered into Kuwabara's ear. "Kuwabara..I came to play with you...want to come out and play, Kuwabara?" he coaxed gently. Too gently.
Kuwabara stirred slowly and his eyes opened reluctantly. The first thing he saw was Hiei grinning down at him, his fangs glimmering in the darkness. "Hello Kuwabara. Would you like to play with me?" He pointed the sword at his throat, barely able to contain the laughter brewing in his heart. Kuwabara shivered and studdered at the cold touch of the blade.
"H-Hiei..you wouldn't. I mean, I..." he shoved himself as far into the his head board as he could to get away from his attacker. Hiei replied with a strangely scary smile. "Ah, but I'd do a lot of things you wouldn't think I would." He then, in the blink of an eye, grasped his foot dragging a horrified and screaming Kuwabara out onto the windowsill. The sound of his shrieks ricocheted off the walls and echoed through the night, but were drowned by the thunder. On the windowsill, Hiei spun him around towards the window. Fun. Kurama called the board game fun. So that was a ningen's idea of fun. Well, Kurama, I'm having fun, he thought.
Roughly, he pushed his victim's face into the glass. He used his right foot to smash his nose the window and Kuwabara let out a howl of pain. Blood leaked from his nose and the corners of his eyes. "Have anything to say to me, Kuwabara?" his eyes full of joy, he listened as his prey begged for mercy.
Hiei was enjoying himself. How long he had waited to hear Kuwabara cry at the tip of his sword. How long he had waited to hear Kuwabara whimper and apologize for all the pain and unhappiness he had caused him. How long he had waited to deny him his mercy as everyone in his life had done to him.
He was disappointed with the pleading and begging. Hiei tsked. "Not good enough. Looks like it'll rain red tonight!" he laughed insanely as he dug the end of his katana through the back of Kuwabara's neck and straight into the glass behind it. Kuwabara screamed at the top of his lungs but they were ripped apart by the thunder's roars. Blood spilled everywhere and Hiei laughed simply at the sight of it.
That morning, Shizuru awoke with a strange feeling. She had been up late that night when she heard screaming. She had just figured it was her brother having haunted dreams again. Natural for him. She had only yelled for him to be quiet, covered her head in her pillow and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
Yawning, Shizuru stretched and kicked her legs off her bed. She glanced at her alarm clock. 7:00. "So that's why the birds are so loud" she muttered. "Damn...birds..." she wandered out into the hallway hesitantly and down towards her brother's room.
She stopped in front of his door. She knew he needed sleep and she shouldn't bother him, but she had a bad feeling something was wrong. Biting her lip, she tried to stop herself from going in his room. That was when the smell crossed her nose. Blood, she thought. Not good.
"Kazuma?" she asked with a tiny voice. "Are you alright?" Her hand turned the doorknob and, looking at the left wall, she started into his room with uneven steps. Shizuru turned her head upwards to see the ceiling. Strange, she thought. There was a drop of blood on his perfect white ceiling.
No, there was two, three, four, five..there was a trail of blood. No, more like a splatter. "What happened here?" she asked herself, only halfway believing what she was seeing. Then, she remembered the smell. Her spirit sense tipped her off before she looked.
Her eyes widened. "No.." shuddering, she turned to see her baby brother's massacred and barely recognizable body slumped, face against his window. She let out a howl, louder than any scream she made before as tears rolled down her face. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She collapsed on the bloodied carpet.
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End Of Chapter 1: Stay tuned to see what happens next!
Okay, time for the disclaimer. I don't own Yuu Yuu Hakusho, I wish. I also don't own any of the characters in this fic. Got it? Okay, now that that's settled, I'll commence the writing. No flames please. R&R, and enjoy!
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Through Another's Eyes
Hiei growled. But not the usual growl. Oh no, this wasn't the 'leave me alone' growl. This was more of a 'I'm defending my territory' growl. He couldn't stand to watch the way Kuwabara treated his sister. The way he looked at her, the way he talked to her, the way he drooled over her. It was disgusting!
He shifted his weight from one hip to the other and leaned on his elbow, watching the others play a board game. Yukina giggled, a light and pleasant sound, as she moved her game piece around the board. Kuwabara pulled a card off the board and read some sort of question off it, that Hiei didn't hear. Yukina answered correctly and everyone, seated in a circle around the board smiled. It made him want to throw up.
Seeing everyone happy just made him sick. Why couldn't everyone lose and be disappointed?
"Hiei?" a quiet voice asked as Hiei looked up. A smiling Kurama stood over him, whilst the others laughed behind him. "Would you care to join us? It'll be fun."
Hiei looked away to hide his anger. A barely audible "hn" escaped his lips. Kurama frowned. "Come now, we would much rather you play as well." He sat next to him on the couch and Hiei twitched. After a few moments of silence, Kurama grinned and used his secret weapon. "It would make Yukina happy."
Hiei sighed and stood. "She's already happy, kitsune.Can't you see that?" he then flitted out the window into the wet, evening air leaving a rather confused Kurama perched on the couch.
Midnight. The trees swayed as the bullets of rain poured down in buckets and the flickering candlelight visible from the forest died. Hiei grinned. Perfect.
Outside, atop one of the many pine trees, he stood erect before the harvest moon as the tree bent to and fro dangerously. He flitted down, outside of the house across the street. The Kuwabaras. Yes, that was his destination. The Kuwabara home.
Tilting his chin upward, his gaze followed a straight line up to the highest window on the north side of the building. His room. He ran up the wall until he had a wonderful view into the room. There was his prey. Asleep on his bed in the middle, unaware and oblivious. Just the way he liked them.
Slowly he drew the window up whispering "Kuwabara...Kuwabara.." He chuckled and pulled his katana out of its sheath. It made a sharp hissing sound and he sauntered towards the bed. Thunder cracked nearby followed by blinding lightning as Hiei inched towards Kuwabara's side. Reaching out close enough to touch him, he whispered into Kuwabara's ear. "Kuwabara..I came to play with you...want to come out and play, Kuwabara?" he coaxed gently. Too gently.
Kuwabara stirred slowly and his eyes opened reluctantly. The first thing he saw was Hiei grinning down at him, his fangs glimmering in the darkness. "Hello Kuwabara. Would you like to play with me?" He pointed the sword at his throat, barely able to contain the laughter brewing in his heart. Kuwabara shivered and studdered at the cold touch of the blade.
"H-Hiei..you wouldn't. I mean, I..." he shoved himself as far into the his head board as he could to get away from his attacker. Hiei replied with a strangely scary smile. "Ah, but I'd do a lot of things you wouldn't think I would." He then, in the blink of an eye, grasped his foot dragging a horrified and screaming Kuwabara out onto the windowsill. The sound of his shrieks ricocheted off the walls and echoed through the night, but were drowned by the thunder. On the windowsill, Hiei spun him around towards the window. Fun. Kurama called the board game fun. So that was a ningen's idea of fun. Well, Kurama, I'm having fun, he thought.
Roughly, he pushed his victim's face into the glass. He used his right foot to smash his nose the window and Kuwabara let out a howl of pain. Blood leaked from his nose and the corners of his eyes. "Have anything to say to me, Kuwabara?" his eyes full of joy, he listened as his prey begged for mercy.
Hiei was enjoying himself. How long he had waited to hear Kuwabara cry at the tip of his sword. How long he had waited to hear Kuwabara whimper and apologize for all the pain and unhappiness he had caused him. How long he had waited to deny him his mercy as everyone in his life had done to him.
He was disappointed with the pleading and begging. Hiei tsked. "Not good enough. Looks like it'll rain red tonight!" he laughed insanely as he dug the end of his katana through the back of Kuwabara's neck and straight into the glass behind it. Kuwabara screamed at the top of his lungs but they were ripped apart by the thunder's roars. Blood spilled everywhere and Hiei laughed simply at the sight of it.
That morning, Shizuru awoke with a strange feeling. She had been up late that night when she heard screaming. She had just figured it was her brother having haunted dreams again. Natural for him. She had only yelled for him to be quiet, covered her head in her pillow and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
Yawning, Shizuru stretched and kicked her legs off her bed. She glanced at her alarm clock. 7:00. "So that's why the birds are so loud" she muttered. "Damn...birds..." she wandered out into the hallway hesitantly and down towards her brother's room.
She stopped in front of his door. She knew he needed sleep and she shouldn't bother him, but she had a bad feeling something was wrong. Biting her lip, she tried to stop herself from going in his room. That was when the smell crossed her nose. Blood, she thought. Not good.
"Kazuma?" she asked with a tiny voice. "Are you alright?" Her hand turned the doorknob and, looking at the left wall, she started into his room with uneven steps. Shizuru turned her head upwards to see the ceiling. Strange, she thought. There was a drop of blood on his perfect white ceiling.
No, there was two, three, four, five..there was a trail of blood. No, more like a splatter. "What happened here?" she asked herself, only halfway believing what she was seeing. Then, she remembered the smell. Her spirit sense tipped her off before she looked.
Her eyes widened. "No.." shuddering, she turned to see her baby brother's massacred and barely recognizable body slumped, face against his window. She let out a howl, louder than any scream she made before as tears rolled down her face. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She collapsed on the bloodied carpet.
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End Of Chapter 1: Stay tuned to see what happens next!