Chapter 1
It has been quite a long time since the last time Hiei saw Yusuke and the rest of the Urameshi team, but now, they meet once again after 20 years for the Dark Tournament. Yusuke was still has cocky self, except for being married to Keiko, there's no difference. Kuwabara was still his old self, but being married to Yukina sure made him a lot happier. Kurama, rather Suichi, graduated top of his class and is now a professional gardener. Hiei, too, was the same old ruthless warrior he used to be, but much taller.
The four met in the hotel over looking the sea. Makuro had tagged along with them for the main purpose of accompanying Hiei, and for the five people per team rule. Over the years, however, as much as she tried getting close to him, Hiei had grown no emotions toward her than anybody else. Kuwabara still called Hiei shrimp, but was also surprised as how tall the fire demon had grown.
The first fight of the tournament began a week after the group had set foot on the island. Everyone enjoyed their stay, everyone except Hiei. One day, he took a walk in the woods and felt a strange power near him, but the Jagan could pick up nothing. Another day, Makuro tried another again to get "close" to Hiei by commanding him to take a walk with her, he smelled a familiar scent, but could not remember why it was familiar to him.
Kurama won his fight within seconds, and Kuwabara won his fight fairly easily as well. Yusuke was next, challenged by an arrogant demon that thought he could defeat the well-known Spirit Detective; but the fight was over before it was even started. Hiei didn't even lift a finger to win his fight; the weak-minded demon fell to the power of his Jagan immediately.
~It's good to see you're just as strong as the last time I saw you. Please come to see me at midnight on the shore. I'll be waiting for you...~ A telepathic message was sent to him as Koto counted to ten. Hiei spun around and searched the stadium with his glowing Jagan, but still found nothing. Kurama eyed him suspiciously as Hiei walked away from the fighting ground; he looked troubled. Makuro jumped up and landed in the center of the stage, awaiting her fight; but Hiei noticed none of this. He didn't even seem to have heard Koto announce that team Urameshi won, or the name of the team that they would be fighting a day later. His blood-red eyes scanned the audience again and again. A strange feeling inside him made him look until Kurama's voice interrupted him.
"Hiei, it's time to go. The next fight will began shortly and the teams will be here," Kurama said. Hiei turned around and started to leave. "What's wrong? You seemed troubled," Makuro asked. "It's none of your business," the cold reply came before a black shadow zoomed away.
Hiei lay on the branch of a tree; sweating as his mind tormented him.
~Hiei's Dream~
"Get out of here now! They mean to kill you!" A girl's voice yelled. "No! You have to come with me!" Hiei yelled back. "Go now! I'll catch up with you later!" The girl shouted. "You promise?" He yelled. "Of course!" The girl replied.
A white mist clouded his vision.
Then, he found himself kneeling in big chunks of rock and cement. In his hand was a red strip of cloth. A single tear slipped from his eyes and as it hit the ground, it became a black gem. He whispered one short name, "Yomi."
~End of Dream~
Hiei woke up as he felt a large amount of power somewhere near by. A round golden moon hung in the deep blue sky, and the air was unusually still. He stood up and scanned the sandy shore. In his mind, he knew that it could be a trap, but his heart disagrees.
There! He thought as he saw a figure standing alone on the shore, looking out at the sea. He bent his knees and jumped up; after somersaulting in midair, he landed thirty feet away from the stranger. He took a closer look, but the figure was wearing a black cloak. The smell of wild roses filled his nose, it was the same scent he had picked up when he was in the woods. His heart pounded as his memory started to come back. Could it really be you Yomi?
"You came," the figure finally said. It was a female's voice and it was a light as a feather but as clear as the first bird of spring. Hiei was silent; the sweet voice had confirmed his question, it was Yomi! "Hello Hiei, it's been a long time," Yomi said.
It has been quite a long time since the last time Hiei saw Yusuke and the rest of the Urameshi team, but now, they meet once again after 20 years for the Dark Tournament. Yusuke was still has cocky self, except for being married to Keiko, there's no difference. Kuwabara was still his old self, but being married to Yukina sure made him a lot happier. Kurama, rather Suichi, graduated top of his class and is now a professional gardener. Hiei, too, was the same old ruthless warrior he used to be, but much taller.
The four met in the hotel over looking the sea. Makuro had tagged along with them for the main purpose of accompanying Hiei, and for the five people per team rule. Over the years, however, as much as she tried getting close to him, Hiei had grown no emotions toward her than anybody else. Kuwabara still called Hiei shrimp, but was also surprised as how tall the fire demon had grown.
The first fight of the tournament began a week after the group had set foot on the island. Everyone enjoyed their stay, everyone except Hiei. One day, he took a walk in the woods and felt a strange power near him, but the Jagan could pick up nothing. Another day, Makuro tried another again to get "close" to Hiei by commanding him to take a walk with her, he smelled a familiar scent, but could not remember why it was familiar to him.
Kurama won his fight within seconds, and Kuwabara won his fight fairly easily as well. Yusuke was next, challenged by an arrogant demon that thought he could defeat the well-known Spirit Detective; but the fight was over before it was even started. Hiei didn't even lift a finger to win his fight; the weak-minded demon fell to the power of his Jagan immediately.
~It's good to see you're just as strong as the last time I saw you. Please come to see me at midnight on the shore. I'll be waiting for you...~ A telepathic message was sent to him as Koto counted to ten. Hiei spun around and searched the stadium with his glowing Jagan, but still found nothing. Kurama eyed him suspiciously as Hiei walked away from the fighting ground; he looked troubled. Makuro jumped up and landed in the center of the stage, awaiting her fight; but Hiei noticed none of this. He didn't even seem to have heard Koto announce that team Urameshi won, or the name of the team that they would be fighting a day later. His blood-red eyes scanned the audience again and again. A strange feeling inside him made him look until Kurama's voice interrupted him.
"Hiei, it's time to go. The next fight will began shortly and the teams will be here," Kurama said. Hiei turned around and started to leave. "What's wrong? You seemed troubled," Makuro asked. "It's none of your business," the cold reply came before a black shadow zoomed away.
Hiei lay on the branch of a tree; sweating as his mind tormented him.
~Hiei's Dream~
"Get out of here now! They mean to kill you!" A girl's voice yelled. "No! You have to come with me!" Hiei yelled back. "Go now! I'll catch up with you later!" The girl shouted. "You promise?" He yelled. "Of course!" The girl replied.
A white mist clouded his vision.
Then, he found himself kneeling in big chunks of rock and cement. In his hand was a red strip of cloth. A single tear slipped from his eyes and as it hit the ground, it became a black gem. He whispered one short name, "Yomi."
~End of Dream~
Hiei woke up as he felt a large amount of power somewhere near by. A round golden moon hung in the deep blue sky, and the air was unusually still. He stood up and scanned the sandy shore. In his mind, he knew that it could be a trap, but his heart disagrees.
There! He thought as he saw a figure standing alone on the shore, looking out at the sea. He bent his knees and jumped up; after somersaulting in midair, he landed thirty feet away from the stranger. He took a closer look, but the figure was wearing a black cloak. The smell of wild roses filled his nose, it was the same scent he had picked up when he was in the woods. His heart pounded as his memory started to come back. Could it really be you Yomi?
"You came," the figure finally said. It was a female's voice and it was a light as a feather but as clear as the first bird of spring. Hiei was silent; the sweet voice had confirmed his question, it was Yomi! "Hello Hiei, it's been a long time," Yomi said.