A/N: My attempt at a drabble fic. Not limited of a usage of words. Short fics based on single words. This is, of course, Hiei/Botan. Anyways, I know many people are going on about rain, so here's my crappy version of one. Please enjoy and tell me what you think, okay?

Cry

Fat, sparkling teardrops slid down flushed cheeks and splashed onto the all-ready damp earth. Up above, the sky was grey and thick, black clouds encased the coin-shaped sun; filtering the few streams of sunlight. Heavy rain poured down from the heavens. Perhaps it was merely coincidence, but as the poor, distressed blue-haired deity hugged herself against the rain, she couldn't help but realize that whenever she cried, the heavens would cry as well.

Today, the source of her misery stood about six feet across from her – his garnet eyes boring holes through her pathetic limp form.

'J-just... turn away...' she muttered faintly, shielding her crying pink irises beneath the bangs of her wet blue hair. She pressed her arms closer against her chest and spun the opposite direction; not wanting to be seen. 'G-go a-away...'

The small frame of the black-clothed man that made her cry paid no heed to her pleads. He, instead, continued to drill through her with his emotionless crimson eyes, all the while taking a few steps closer to the sobbing woman.

A string of white lightning sliced through the grey sky, soon followed by a clap of threatening thunder. Perhaps another coincidence, or perhaps a warning to the short man coming towards her...

'I s-said go away!' she screamed loudly, her voice shattering through the music of the falling rain. A faint roll of thunder accompanied her right after. 'D-don't...'

Again, the man paid no heed. His gravity-defying black hair stood up, even against the rain. Only the onyx bangs above his sweatband dampened and stuck around his forehead. He moved closer still until he was merely a hair's breadth away from her stiff form.

'No...' he drawled, his hot breath rolling across the skin of her neck, causing her to stiffen even more noticeably. Cold goosebumps tickled her porcelein skin. Above her, more lightning cracked.

'Why tell me to leave... when it was you who told me you loved me?' whispered the deep tenor of the man standing behind her.

The deity furrowed her brows and bit so hard on her lower lip that it started to redden and bleed. 'I...' she muttered, softly, almost weakly, as though she was struggling against an inner force, and losing miserably. 'I... was lying...'

A deep chuckle rose from his chest and rested against her hot neck. She could practically feel his thin lips break into that annoying smirk she had been so very accustomed to. 'Onna...' he started, softly. 'I hate games.'

The hidden meaning behind his simple sentence was obvious, and she crushed her eyes shut, trying to fight against the hurt feeling at the pit of her chest. He knew the truth – she knew the truth. She was never lying to begin with. They both knew her confession was real. They both knew that she loved him... that she still loved him.

'What does it matter anyways?' her voice cracked weakly. 'If you don't feel the s-same... what would my loving you c-c-count? You hate me.'

It was strange how, almost immediately, the man's cocky demeanor vanished, only to be replaced with a more humble, almost sheepish one. 'I never hated you, onna...' he muttered.

Botan turned, peering closely into Hiei's deep red eyes; trying to read between the many complicated lines. 'Y-you don't?'

The man – the demon – shook his head. 'Never.'

'But what about love?' she squeaked, opening her eyes through the mixture of tears and rain.

'I wouldn't be here if I simply liked you, onna,' he replied, a sort of sarcastic, mocking tone baring from his sharp tongue.

As the sentimental romantic he had known her to be, he was, to be frank, quite taken aback when she said nothing and made no move to embrace him.

'What...?' he started, but was cut off by her dazzling smile beneath the downpour of rain.

'Shh,' she said, basking his bewilderment with a cheerful expression. 'I'm waiting for the rain to stop crying...'

As if on que, the dark rain clouds up above parted to reveal the shining sun.

A/N: Like I said: crappy. Anyways, its my first one, so, hopefully, the next chapter will be much better. I'm sorry for the OOC-ness involved in this. I just enjoyed it, is all. And, yeah, yeah, please don't tell me I cut it off way to fast, because, AGAIN, I am very aware of this fact. Review, please. For my sake?