HELLO EVERYBODY! Innerbunny here. I just wanted to say, I don't own anything in the Yu Yu Hakusho universe! The only thing I own in this story is my OC. I appreciate reviews, though I'll honestly say that I'm writing this for myself. I find Hiei/OC stories on this site lacking. As such, even though I'm not the greatest author, I'm going to make my own.

It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear

You almost feel ashamed

That someone could be that important

That without them, you feel like nothing

No one will ever understand how much it hurts

You feel hopeless; like nothing can save you

And when it's over, and it's gone

You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back

So that you could have the good

-Opening monologue to Rihanna's We Found Love

Within just hours of having been tossed from the floating city, they had found him. They took him in, raised him. One year later, to the day, they found another. Or, rather, another had found them.

In the middle of the night, she had walked passed their guards, unnoticed, to his tent. They found her the next day, her tiny body curled up with his, his gem clenched in her pudgy fist. Fluffy red hair covered her face. Tiny horns only just beginning to grow poked out above her ears.

They didn't know what to do with her. Another mouth to feed, another child to train, seemed to most to be just an irritation. The Leader, however, saw promise. He didn't know how she had gotten passed those he had on watch, but he wanted to. His mouth watered with thoughts of the treasures they could get, if only he trained her. And so, he did.

They weren't a kind group of creatures. Any slight mistake was met with beatings. And she, it seemed, to always be making mistakes. Each night, when he returned to their tent, as they had soon become inseparable despite the leader's threats, he would scowl and order her to show him her most recent injuries so he could bandage them the best he could. One day, perhaps three years later, he found her beaten nearly to death. It angered him, to say the least. He confronted the Leader, demanding to know why. The Leader just laughed, said she was weak, useless. The Leader didn't laugh long, though. It is quite difficult, after all, to laugh when your throat has been ripped open. He quickly took care of the rest of the bandit camp, leaving for last the one who had done the most recent damage.

He went and got the girl, supporting most of her weight as he led her to the waiting demon. She looked up at him, confused, until he handed her the rusted knife he always kept on his person. Her eyes hardened, determined, as she turned to the tied up demon. There was no torture. She didn't throw him around, didn't break any bones. She didn't slice his skin from his body, no matter how much it would have pleased her. No, she merely leaned in, smiling, and sliced his throat.

She looked up at her friend, being nearly a head shorter than the already small demon. "Hiei? Did I do well?"

"Hn." A smirk was thrown her way as he lead her away from the destroyed camp.

They spent the next year wandering, killing any demons to come their way. Many were attracted by the tear stone Hiei always wore on display. Within just a year of their travels, Hiei had grown in strength, becoming an A class demon. At the young age of five, he had become more powerful than most could ever hope to be.

Soon, many demons came to fear him. They rejected the two at every turn. They were not let into the small demon towns without threats of death. The Tear Stone, once an object to attract opponents, became a source of peace. Fate, however, is a cruel bitch. During a fight with a fairly large and powerful demon, Hiei lost the stone. Once he had killed the demon, the two of them searched the area, but were unable to find it. They vowed to find it, even if it took until their dying breaths.

They spent years searching unsuccessfully. Eventually they stumbled across a strange man with many piercings, one going through his lip and the other through his head along with three along the left side of his jaw. A large scar cut across his face, his grey hair pulled up with the use of a bright blue bow. Shigure was his name, and he offered Hiei a way to find his precious stone. He would implant a false eye, the Jagan, into his forehead. His price? Hiei's life story.

The surgery was extremely painful. She sat in the corner, covering her ears to try to muffle his screams. Finally, after six hours, it had finished. A perfect fit, Shigure had said. It had taken a lot of energy from Hiei to receive, and drained his body until he was a lower D class. Shigure, however, was a decent demon. He offered to allow the two to stay with him and to teach them how to fight so they could survive even without Hiei's strength.

During the months they trained, Hiei decided he would not only find the stone created from his mother's tear, but also the village which had discarded him when he was just a babe.

They found the village within a few days. It seemed a frozen wasteland. A constant blizzard blew through the village. The women that inhabited it emotionless. Their cold eyes watched the two as they explored. Slowly, Hiei's hatred melted to pity. These women didn't need to be destroyed. The best revenge, in his eyes, was to leave them as they were. With their frozen hearts and uncaring dispositions, they were hardly living as it was.

They searched for Hiei's mother, only to be met by another. "You're looking for Hina? I'm sorry, but you won't find her. She died, years ago. She committed suicide after her son was killed. She fell into a depression, it was just too much for her." the woman's eyes watered. "She left behind her other child, a daughter. The poor thing."

Hiei's eyes sharpened. "Where is the girl?"

"Yukina left a few years ago without telling anyone. I assume it was so she could search for her twin brother." He glared at the woman in front of him before turning around to leave with his companion. "You're him, aren't you? Please! Please, kill me! The guilt has been horrible, all these years. Seeing the light in my best friend's eyes dim each day since I was forced to throw her son over the edge."

Hiei paused for a moment, considering. Then turned silently away, leading his companion.

They returned to Shigure, wishing to continue their training. "Manea." The young demoness looked up from her katas.

"Yes, Hiei?"

"I've decided. We will stop our search for my stone." Manea smiled at him, not needing him to continue to know he wished to find and protect Yukina.

And so they searched. They traveled great distances, never finding the young demoness. Eventually, their search brought them to the Human World.

The demon Eight hands laughed as he watched Manea struggle against her bonds while trying not to move the girl tied to her. The human girl he had taken that morning was still unconscious, and had a few deep cuts that were rather worrying. They were lucky at the moment; Eight hands had eaten a large meal only the week before, and as such wasn't hungry yet. He like to have a snack on hand, though, should his meal digest faster than usual.

Eight hands didn't notice, at first, the two forms that crept up on him from behind. It wasn't until a thorned whip wrapped around his throat and a sword pointed at his nose that he realised the two were there.

"Where did you put the girls?" a smooth voice questioned. Eight hands growled, and the young human with shockingly red hair and emerald eyes tightened he whip on his neck. "Please answer my question. It would be much easier on us if we didn't have to search for them."

The demon merely laughed, standing far quicker than thought possible with his large form. He sent Hiei flying with a flick of his wrist, smashing an elbow into the human's face at the same time.

Hiei growled, launching himself at Eight Hands. He managed to cut off two arms before he was knocked away once more. The human took advantage of the distraction to once again lock his whip around the demon's neck, not hesitating this time to finish the creature.

The lair, they found, wasn't large. It was, in fact, a cave made up of only two caverns. The main area was where they had fought, and there was a small opening behind a large stalagmite which led to one which was much smaller. It was there the girls were found. Bound, gagged, and stripped of most of their clothing.

Hiei and the human rushed over, removing their bindings and covering them. Hiei, upon seeing the human's eyes wondering, drew his sword and pressed it against his throat. "Kurama."

Kurama averted his eyes, "I was only trying to check her for injuries. I would never trespass on another's territory." Hiei sheathed his sword, helping Manea to stand. He wrapped an arm around her waist, moving one of her own around his shoulder. As they exited the cave he held her, perhaps, a bit closer than usual.

"No, Hiei. I won't take part in this. It isn't a good idea! Stealing from Spirit World? You know you won't get away with it!" Manea ran her hands through her short red hair as she paced, avoiding her large, curving horns.

Hiei glared at her from his spot in the tree she paced in front of. "Manea. There will be no problems. I've already recruited Kurama. You should trust me a bit more, don't you think?"

Manea groaned, stopping and facing Hiei. "It's not that I don't trust you, Hiei. You know I do. I just don't understand! Why do you suddenly feel the need to create an army? Aren't I good enough?" Tears fell from her eyes.

"If you will not help me, then I don't need you. I will find another to take your place." And, with that, Hiei disappeared.