She had always watched him from afar, studying his technique, observing his estranged, cynical behaviors. She wanted a piece of him, the scum bag. She was present for the Dark Tournament blending ever so perfect among the other putrid demons, bewildered, terrified and amazed the full extent of his powers. She even got in a good laugh when he was rendered helpless in the aftermath.
He killed him, the worthless waste of space, worthless, low down fire beast. He had the courage to kill her brother, her only family, but none enough to admit to his precious, beloved Yukina that he was her kin. Bastard. Vengeance would be exacted; her brother's death would not go unjust.
He would be hers… she would be the one he would fall to, and she would bathe in his blood. She had been granted luck enough to escape her fate from his, at the time, unmatched skills but she didn't rise from the battle unharmed. Though long since faded, her milky skin was marred with scars and the leering lack of emotions from her brother's death. She and her brother had been orphaned at a young age, left to fight and fend from themselves. Now she had no family, no one. She was completely alone. Life hadn't been easy for her since; the only relief would be to slaughter the fire monster as he so heartlessly slayed her brother.
She was even watching him now, perched high above him and his crew of hardly worthy 'team.' She pressed her back into the tree, lighting up a cigarette to pass the time until something of interest would start. She kept her demon energy, her movements, her breathing, anything that could give her position away subdued as much as she could. She took a slow drag when the rustling of the branch shifted under the weight of another presence.
"You should quit smoking, you know. It's extremely dangerous for your health."
She smirked to herself, instantly recognizing the voice behind her.
"I'm a wolf demon, Kurama. Avid demon hunters would kill their loved ones for even the slightest chance at my head on a silver platter. You should know, being a prized target for pursers as well."
She felt his emerald eyes burning through her back as she took another drag. How could he associate with that lowly appreciation? Ally? Ha. It would only be a matter of time before the worthless savage turned his back on him, too.
"You've been tailing him far too long. Why don't you make your move now?"
She scoffed, "Why are you so eager for me to kill him, hmm? I thought he was your 'best friend', your 'ally'."
"Eagerness was not my intention. It's just curious how you follow us so closely. While the others may not be able to sense you're energy, I can and I know this isn't the first time you've been in this situation."
"Always so intuitive, Kurama. You always were too smart for anyone else, much less these goons you've been carrying on with. It must be done in time, Kurama. I want him where I know our battle won't be interrupted. Attacking him in plain sight would be a foolish move on my part, I don't have the faintest idea why you would suggest such a thing. Perhaps you would like to get a shot in at me as well?"
The fox chuckled lightly. "Not my intention, either. You wish him dead so badly, your aura radiates with the hatred coursing through you. Why not strike now and get it over with?"
"Timing, my friend. As I said, I want him alone. I want to see him squirm. He's scum."
"You realize he probably won't even remember you or your brother, right? That was so long ago and he's changed much since that day."
"Four months, Kurama. It's been four months since he ruthlessly murdered him. It's not important if he remembers me or my brother, I'm going to kill him and exact my brother's death." She was bitter. How could anyone expect anything less but grieving, pain and hatred from her? She was never like this before, Kurama had known her and her brother for years. She had great skills and a great way of harnessing her energy into whatever suited her needs, she had always set a 'hard' mold for herself but only Kurama knew of the kind, sweetly smiling girl that lie underneath. She always had a warm aura around her but since she lost her brother, Kurama hadn't sensed that same aura or seen her crack so much of a smile.
"I understand that you're still deeply upset by your loss," he began. He, himself, knew the capacity of love she had and still has for her fallen brother, being he had his own mother he loved into the depths of his soul. "I'm only here to look out for you, as he would have wanted me to. But will one life for another really help ease your pain? Killing Hiei won't resurrect your brother and, if you do succeed in your quest, what would do afterword? Keeping a sharp eye on him seems to take up most of your time now-a-day."
She dismissed his every word, abruptly standing up, flicking her half finished smoke into the wind. "Goodbye, Kurama." She leaped down from the tree without even looking back at him.
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