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This story stands alone, different reality and such, one not of the mind, but of sensation. Co-written with BoWeavill.
Summary: Hiei Extraordinary Rescue Obviously: It's just another day on the job for EMT Hiei and his partner Kuwabara, but when they come upon what seems to be an ordinary fender bender, it leads to Hiei putting his life on the line to save a certain red head.
Rated: M (For language, really crude jokes and possible lemon)
Operation H.E.R.O
Chapter 1
"Listen shrimp, it's not like I'm asking you to swallow a lump of coal and shit a diamond, just come to the stupid party. Yukina's been planning this for months and she wants her brother to be there." EMT Kazuma Kuwabara said, actually taking his hands off the wheel of his old white pick-up truck to make the quote symbols with his fingers. The truck, seeming to have a mind of its own, veered left into the oncoming lane and only a mad jerk on the steering wheel by the tall orange haired kept them from an accident. The other car laid on its horn as it raced by. "Yeah, yeah, bite me." He muttered.
"Just keep your hands on the wheel, Oaf." His partner, EMT Hiei Jaganshi, said from the passenger seat, making the same quote symbol with his fingers. "Listen Kuwabara, it's not like I don't want to go…I just have no one to go with." He mumbled, looking out the window on his side of the truck.
"Aww come on, you gotta be kidding me…you've got three months." Kuwabara stated. "Why don't you ask…..ah…ah….Jin, yeah Jin, what about him? You two seemed pretty close the last time I saw him."
"He won't talk to me anymore, not after the incident at Alaric's." The short, black spiky haired admitted. "Besides, he's seeing someone else now."
"Really…who?" Kuwabara asked, turning his head in time to see raw pain flash across the unusual red eyes. He turned his attention back to the road as Hiei looked to the floor, watching the road go by through the rust holes between his feet.
"Hell, forget about it, just come over this Sunday. Yukina can make your favorite meal and the kids would love to see their uncle Hiei. Not to mention Fubuki's dying to play dress-up with uncy Hie." Kuwabara said, a truly evil grin sliding across his lips. "She's still got the Princess Botan outfit…it should still fit you."
"Hn!" Hiei huffed, crossing his arms as his cheeks turned pink, but Kuwabara could see his friend was fighting not to smile.
"So is that a 'yes'?" Kuwabara assumed, looking at the black haired.
"Red light!!" Hiei stammered as he slammed on the passenger side brake, loosening more rust from the floor while his left hand grabbed the dash at the same time his right held a death grip on the arm rest.
The old pickup came to a screeching, stuttering halt, a foot past the white line.
"Damn Kuwabara, watch the road." The shorter man said, staring at the now detached arm rest in his hand.
"Just toss that in the back, I'll put it back on later." Kuwabara said.
Hiei turned to stare crookedly at the over six footer and shrugged before tossing it behind his seat, where it came to rest next to the driver's side window handle. "I can never figure out how you got your driver's license, you're a menace on the road." He informed him.
"Oh, you're just overreacting. If you think my driving is sooo bad, fix that thing you call a car and you drive." The orange haired quirked, completely calm.
"If it would make you shut up. I would swallow some engine parts from the bed of this truck and shit a corvette." The black haired retorted.
"I would pay to see that! But seriously, it's been eighteen months."
"You know the parts for a British Sprite are hard to find." Hiei stated. "And unlike this piece of shit, Bondo and Duct Tape won't fix my engine problems." The EMT was referring to his 1959, British Austin Healey Sprite, he'd purchased at auction several years back.
"Hey, don't talk about my baby like that." Kuwabara huffed. Patting the dash he muttered. "Its okay baby, don't listen to him, he's just jealous."
"As if." Hiei folded his arms again as his red eyes rolled.
"This is the first vehicle I've ever owned. Do you know how many hamburgers in high school I had to flip to be able to afford this baby?" Kuwabara asked.
"No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me." Hiei gripped, rolling his eyes again. Not really paying attention, he barely heard some outrageous number that was somewhere in the billions and he added. "Wow, didn't know you could count that high."
"Bite my ankles." The orange haired muttered then said. "Look you can always sell it to some fool and get one that runs, Toguro at station 31 has his old Nissan Sentra for sale."
"I'll try swallowing the engine parts first, thank you." Hiei smirked. "You know that Sprite is an antique, I want authentic parts. And that just takes…"
"Oh watch this genius." Kuwabara butted in, looking in the rear view mirror.
Hiei turned to look out the multi cracked back window. Coming at them at close to 60 miles an hour was a sky blue Honda Civic and at the wheel was a red head.
"Damn, I don't think she'll stop in time." Kuwabara said with slight worry in his voice as his foot subconsciously pressed harder on the brake.
"Damn, this is going to hurt." Hiei muttered bracing himself for a rear end collision and hoping the 15 year old rust bucket he was stuck in could take the hit.
Both men tensed in what they believed to be an inevitable impact, but at the last second, the Civic veered into the left hand lane, blowing right through the intersection.
"Damn, she was in a hurry." Kuwabara said, mopping the sweat that had appeared on his brow with the back of a hand.
"Well, at least the light was green, or is now." Hiei said, watching the car as it veered in and out of traffic.
"Yep, probably late for some hair appointment or something and your right, that would have hurt." Kuwabara said, making the quotes in the air again while pressing on the accelerator.
"Both hands on the wheel please, two near death experiences is quite enough."
Kuwabara drove on down the road. "So you coming Sunday?"
"Nah, I've other things to do. You know…like finding parts 'and' you also know at this rate, we'll be late again."
"Yeah, yeah late shmate 'and' you know you're the one that's gotta tell Yukina this time."
"Why, you tell her, you do live with her."
"That's just it, I do live with her. You're just the Ice Queen's brother….besides…you fit on the couch better."
Kuwabara and Hiei were friends and partners at Station 51 of the Fire and Rescue Squad. They had hit it off when they were first assigned to work with each other after graduation from the force and a few years later, they became brother-in-laws after Kuwabara met Yukina, Hiei's twin sister, at a charity event. They hit it off instantly and married after only dating a year. A set of twins later, now 6, they were technically one big happy family.
"She's your wife, so just tell her I blew you off." Hiei said, trying to end the discussion.
"She's not going to fall for that again, you need to just stand up to her and tell her you're living your own life." Kuwabara said.
Hiei sighed. 'Here we go.' He thought. The subject was crossing that line into his and his sister's relationship, which basically boiled down to her telling him how to live his life and how he wouldn't stand up for himself.
Luckily the topic didn't get a chance to start as they came upon two cars that appeared to of had a minor fender bender in the middle of the road. Two men were standing next to a broken guardrail, looking and pointing down at something.
Pulling over, Kuwabara called out. "Hey, you two alright?" Jumping out, he slammed the driver's side door, only to have it creep back open. He slammed it several more times until it finally latched shut.
Hiei had to reach his hand through the window to open his side, seeing as the inside door handle was now broken.
"Yes…..we're….we're fine, but….." One of the men was on the verge of having a panic attack as he approached them.
"Just calm down." Hiei said. "We're EMTs with Squad 51." He looked at the minor fender bender. "That can be easily fixed."
"Hiei, over here!" He heard his partner call out and turned to see him looking over an embankment near the broken guardrail. Walking over, red eyes looked down to see what everyone was looking at. At the bottom of a ravine, about 15 yards down, at a forty degree nose down position, was the sky blue Honda Civic that had blew passed them just minutes earlier.
"I swear, we didn't see her, she just came behind us out of nowhere and we tried to get out of her way, but she….." The other man was rambling now.
"Yeah, what he said, she was no doubt running late to some hair appointment and was speeding. I'd swear on that." The one man seemed to of gotten his courage back after the other man started defending both of them.
"Just shut up." Kuwabara yelled, getting the two men to clamp their jaws shut. "Have either of you called 911 yet?" He asked.
Both nodded, each pointing a finger at the other.
"Lovely." Hiei muttered. "Kuwabara, you still got that climbing rope in the back of the truck?" He asked, turning to face the orange haired.
"Yeah, but you're not thinking…." Seeing the look of 'yes, I am' on his partner's face, he started protesting. "That's a swamp down there and the car's probably sinking, even your tiny weight will just add to the load. Wait for back up and then we can get tension on it. Besides, we have no idea whether fuel or oil is leaking out, or if the engine's on fire and for that matter what the hell's in that muck. Wait until we get some protective gear and then by all means….."
"Will you shut up and get me the damn rope." Hiei growled, finally getting Kuwabara to listen. "I'm going down there, I can at least see if she's alive and what condition."
"You risk your life too much, you know that." Kuwabara grumbled as he went in search of the rope in the back of the truck.
"So they tell me." Hiei said softly while looking over the hill, studying the situation and thinking of strategies.
End Chapter 1