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Hiei X Botan
~Prompt 1: New Love~
It was a mistake to come, he knew. There was nothing to be gained by visiting his old comrades. Through all the years, they hadn't changed.
In the beginning, Hiei hated almost every member of their unlikely group. Yusuke was the idiot detective, and Kuwabara was the annoying, sentimental oaf that spoke rubbish and flirted with his sister. Kurama was the only one Hiei tolerated, but at the same time he despised his sneaky, observant mind. He was always a meddlesome fool who spoke the truth. Sometimes, he gave it when the fire demon was the least receptive to it.
Among all of those he had ever been forced to work with, the most infuriating was the overly bubbly and cheerful emissary of death. The ferry girl was the most annoying of them all. She embodied all the traits of the group with a few aggravating quirks of her own. She was an idealist, naïve, equally as sentimental as, if not more than, the redheaded, human sidekick. There were times where she was observant, and she sometimes had something interesting to say like when she offered Hiei his freedom in exchange for assistance. She wasn't as idiotic as he thought her to be.
Of course, that was probably her only positive trait.
The list went on. She was a blabbermouth, overly cheery, a voyeur, and in this constant haze of bliss. She was the complete opposite of the fire demon. He hated everything she stood for, especially the spirit realm from which she hailed.
It was why he couldn't understand why he was so affected by her.
These gatherings put them in each other's orbit. Since being around her more frequently, and running into each other at every turn, the blue-haired ferry girl was constantly plaguing Hiei's thoughts. At one time, he hadn't even known her name, and now he was hoping to seek her out. It was why he should have avoided the gathering in the first place. Whatever these feelings were, they had no place in his life or business to be a part of him. He should have nipped them in the bud before they blossomed and bloomed.
"Well, hello there, Hiei," the woman greeted, finally arriving. The fire demon flinched internally, disarmed by her enchanting voice that he had once found grating. "You look well."
A nod was her answer when it should have been a sneer. She continued to engage him, and he should have run in the opposite direction. He should have hated her, but instead his core beat erratically for a demon. He should have pushed her away, but instead his soul embraced her.
Hiei didn't know what was happening to him.
He refused to entertain the fox's claim that he was experiencing these new feelings of love.