What Happens in Mexico
Doesn't Always Stay There
"I'm going for a ride on the jet ski Mom!" Molly called as she rushed down the stairs to the little beach and onto one of the jet skies. She turned it on and looked at the gas meter to see if the tank was full.
It was. Meaning I've got the whole day and 32 miles of empty river to ride on. She thought excitedly, starting the engine and backing off the beach.
After that, she took off towards the town. She decided she would go down at the end of the river, then turn around and go all the way to the starting source at full speed.
Molly decided to take it a bit slow. Calmly cruising along the river, and looking at all the big houses that dotted the shore on one side and the endless thicket of cattails on the other.
That's when she noticed something in the tulies. Only when she saw what it was did she flip out.
"Oh my God, is that a boy?" She yelled shocked.
Quickly riding over to the seemingly unconscious figure, hunched over the gnarled roots of a tree that had begun to grow out of the water near the bank.
Molly slowed down and stopped the engine when she got close to him. Then she reached down and hauled him (with much difficulty) onto the Jet Ski.
She turned him over and gasped slightly at how pale he was. I...is he dead? She thought, seriously hoping not.
She put a hand to his forehead that had a white bandana covering it.
He stirred at her touch and his eyes slowly fluttered open. The boy's irises were red. He sat up quickly but then leaned back, clutching his shoulder in pain.
"Hey are you alright?" Molly said soothingly, putting her arm behind the boy in order to steady him.
He was shaking slightly, soaked to the bone, and his shoulder was obviously hurting him.
That's when she got a good look at this strange person. He was quite pale. When he'd woken up, some color had returned to his face though.
His hair was jet black and, though wet, seemed to defy gravity, spiked up like a raging flame.
But there was a splash of white, a starburst, on his bangs that fell over his strangely blood red eyes.
He was taller than her, at least by two inches without his hair.
Not many people were, and he wore a black tank top, black pants and black boots. Plus there were bandages wrapped tightly around his right arm.
*Hiei's P.O.V.*
Hiei coughed heavily trying to bring all the water out of his lungs. He was unsure how he had managed to escape those men in the dark suits, plus he still didn't know how they'd found his location in the first place.
I thought the others said the best place to lose the U.S government was in Mexico, how the hell did they find me? He thought.
After he had caught his breath, Hiei looked at the girl who had pulled him out of the water and onto her jet ski.
Her short dusty blonde hair, covered her milk-chocolate brown eyes* (This is a key description) that were filled with concern. Looking at her eyes reminded the fire demon of how hungry he was.
And though he didn't like sweets too much he wouldn't have minded a candy bar right about now, just to tide him over.
Though he did note briefly that she was quite attractive for a human. But he immediately pushed it away.
That's when the searing burn in his left shoulder came back to his attention and Hiei let out a small cry as he clutched it in pain.
The girl leaned over to get a better look at his shoulder, she gasped quietly when she saw the blood seeping from the wound.
"Oh man that's really bad, you need to get that cleaned and bandaged up." She said voice quite calm given the situation. That surprised Hiei a bit, but not enough to let him show it.
And he certainly didn't just go along with the idea, however much he needed the medical attention. He still had his pride.
"Just what the hell makes you think I need your help, girl?" He growled, fixing her with a cold glare.
Instead of shrinking back with fear as Hiei had expected, she narrowed her eyes and threw an angry look his way.
Then she quickly moved behind him and pushed him off the Jet Ski and into the water again.
When Hiei broke through the surface of the water he felt himself being hauled up by the front of his shirt.
"And just what the hell makes youthink that you can just tell off the person that took time out of their own joy riding, to haul your sorry half drowned carcass out of the water, and on top of it offer you help?"
She looked annoyed. Really annoyed. Either what he'd said had really offended her, or she had already been irritated and this just set her off.
That or she's on that...period thing, Kurama told me about. Why are women so complicated? He thought, rolling his eyes.
She noticed.
"Don't roll your eyes at me smartass! I didn't have to help you. I could have just glanced at you for a moment then moved on with my joy-ride without another passing thought on your behalf!" She snarled.
She looked at him with a glare fierce enough to rival his own. To think that this human girl was opposing him impressed Hiei.
She was either really brave or really stupid. Though he didn't show it of course. "Hn." was all he said.
The girl looked at him and pulled him closer until their faces were inches from each other.
"I could leave you here to drown, you know," she whispered coldly, "and I'm starting to really enjoy the thought of running you over with my ski."
There was a playfully devilish glint in the girl's eye, and an evil smirk played on her lips.
A chill went up Hiei's spine. Not something that happened often. It seemed as though she was actually imagining chopping his body to pieces with the ski propeller... and was enjoying it.
She seems harmless but she's more dangerous than I first gave her credit for. Hiei thought starting to reconsider his options which were only three. Kill her, not one of his better plans of action. Oppose her and have her laugh hysterically at his bloody demise, didn't seem like the best choice either.
Or let her help him and possibly escape with his life. He chose the third. Hiei looked in her eyes, and that said it all.
*Molly's P.O.V.*
Molly relaxed; he had given his answer, even without saying anything. I guess my phony death threat worked. She thought, inwardly smiling at her own cleverness. She was quite the actress.
Though she never would have had the guts to hurt this boy, threats of doing so were still just as efficient as actually wanting too.
And telling him that she would enjoy his slow, painful, bloody death, pushed him just enough.
"Okay then." She said, still sounding a bit angry. She didn't want him to suspect that it was all a ruse.
That would not be good. Maybe one day, if they became friends or something, she would tell him. Still though, Molly doubted it.
The two were already on edge with each other, and the first impression didn't work out so well either.
Regardless, Molly helped the red eyed boy up onto the Jet Ski again.
She lifted up the seat to the compartment and pulled out a towel which she threw at him, a bit harshly, and then a small first-aid kit.
Molly got out the peroxide and some bandages, then carefully began to clean and dress the boy's shoulder wound.
She decided to at least attempt pleasant conversation. She couldn't be chipper, or really happy, that she knew.
Or else he would think she was bipolar or something. She had to be grudging and act like it didn't really matter."So do you have a name?" She asked.
He didn't say anything, just huffed angrily. She narrowed her eyes.
"If you don't tell me I'll just have to make one up. I personally like Mr. Fluffywuzzlekinster myself."
She shot him another devious smile and for a moment his eyes had a bit of fear in them.
Then he relaxed and spoke barely above a whisper.
"Hiei," Was all he said.
Molly smiled triumphantly.
"That's much better than what I was thinking. My name's Molly by the way." She said not sounding too happy.
She thought she heard the boy, Hiei, whisper under his breath,
"...strange name..."
But it wasn't an insulting tone, just a thoughtful one, so Molly didn't say anything.
"You...aren't really up-to-date on your people skills, are you?" Molly asked after a while.
She couldn't explain it, but she had the strangest feeling that Hiei was really alone.
Even more so than she was. Hiei looked at her and she tried to read his expression. She couldn't.
Hiei didn't say anything and after a few minutes he said,
"That's none of your concern or business."
But Molly wasn't giving in that easily. "Hey, it was a fair question; can't you just carry on a normal conversation?" Molly said, stubbornly.
He looked at her again and replied forcefully,
"Get used to disappointment, girl."
He sounded as if he really wanted to just let the subject lie, and Molly knew when it wasn't a good idea to bug someone about a particular topic.
She decided to leave it alone. "Kay." was all she said. (Mumbled really ^_^')
Just then, Hiei stood up and disappeared. Molly saw him on the bank a moment later, walking away.
"Where are you going?" She asked.
Hiei paused and looked over his shoulder,
"I'm leaving before some annoying humans catch onto my location." He said and began to walk off again.
"Somebody's after you aren't they?"
*Hiei's P.O.V.*
He heard the girl, Molly, say. It was the tone in the human girl's voice that made him turn around.
It was...all-knowing. Wise. As if she knew everything that was going on. She spoke with a wisdom that was obviously beyond her years. But, it was sad too.
As if she had a painful recognition of saying those words.
"So what if I am?" The demon asked blankly.
More of a statement than a question really. She looked at him with her deep brown eyes,
"Then shouldn't you stick around for awhile before you go losing yourself in the desert?" She asked.
Hiei pondered her question for a moment. It made a shred of sense. It was reasonable to assume that this girl knew the territory better than he did.
And for him to go wandering around in the desert he'd either die of starvation or get caught by the government.
Either way he was going to die. But, if he stuck around with this girl, she could act as his guide and possibly lead him to a safer area, at least until the government gave up looking for him.
Hiei decided to answer her,
"I suppose I-" He stopped and turned to the left. That sound. His highly sensitive ears picked up the loud buzzing of jet skis some way off.
He glanced at Molly and was surprised to see that she too, had caught the sound. Her body was rigid and straight as she faced the sound.
If he hadn't been so concerned about it he would have thought she looked like a wolf, perking its ears at the sound of prey. How can she hear it? He wondered she's just a human.
Hiei didn't have time to think about it any longer, because around the bend of the river, five men with dark shades and black suits came speeding on jet skis.
Hiei didn't hesitate a single moment. He jumped on the back of Molly's Jet Ski and ordered, "Go!"
She didn't think twice, said, "Hold on tight," and gunned it.
Not even checking to see if Hiei had heeded her advice. They sped down the river like bats out of hell, tearing up the water.
Hiei looked behind him and saw the men in black, gaining on them. Dammit! He thought.
Then he turned back to Molly and said, "I'm not trying to distract you, but you need to go faster!" She looked back at him eyes wide.
"I thought I was going faster!" She said. That is not good. Hiei thought, trying to figure a way out of the mess that he was in, but also the one he had dragged Molly into.
Damn! He cursed mentally. I've been hanging around humans too long! Since when do I care who gets hurt or not? Even if I cause it, it's not like I know them, why should I care?
Hiei tried to tell himself that it didn't matter if the girl got hurt. She was a pawn. All he needed from her was her ride and knowledge of the area.
Probably once he got a map or something, he would knock her out, steal her ride and then take off.
Still, if the opportunity ever arose, his moral side would get the better of him and he wouldn't follow through with it. Suddenly he was shoved to the side and a black flash whizzed past him.
Then he saw a dark red liquid. Molly had a straight gash on her left cheek.
"What the hell happened!" Hiei yelled.
She turned to him, fire in her eyes, blood running down her face.
"What do you mean, 'what happened!' They shot at us! And if I hadn't had moved you out of the way you would've taken that bullet full on!"
She turned back around and concentrated on the river ahead of her, leaving Hiei in mild shock.
She pushed me out of the way and took the bullet herself? He wondered. Why? As if she had heard him she said,
"I'm not just gonna let a guy who hasn't done anything wrong, get hunted down and killed like an animal . At least not while I'm here, so shut up, hold on, and pay attention, you're about to get a lesson in extreme Jet Ski riding." She smirked and sped up.
There was a sharp turn about 200 yards ahead and Molly slowed down just enough to where the men where right behind her then she sped up again, the men still close behind her.
Just before the turn, Molly veered to the side and cut across the width of the river in front of the men then turned and continued round the bend. The men in black hit Molly's wake at 58 mph.
Two of them were going so fast they flew over the water and landed on the shore in a wreck, and Hiei was sure one of them exploded.
*Molly's P.O.V.*
Oh I am so good! Molly thought to herself. Hey, she could be a little conceded once in a while.
"What was that?" She heard Hiei ask from behind her.
She smiled, "That is what I call my wake ramp. You hit that sucker at 48 mph or faster, well, you saw what happened." She answered.
His face was emotionless but she could read in his eyes he was impressed. Molly smiled to herself. That's when she heard Hiei shout,
"Get down!" And as he pushed her head down another bullet whizzed over their heads.
She turned to him.
"Thanks." she said.
Hiei just turned away and mumbled a quick "Hn."
Then he went back to watching the three men still behind them.
"We have to figure out a way to lose the three stooges back there!" Molly called. Hiei nodded but didn't comment.
It was then Molly noticed an oddly bent tree all by itself on the bank of the river. One she recognized.
"I got it!" She called and Hiei turned to her, wondering what she meant.
"There's a huge delta network about 300 yards ahead." She began, "And it starts at the Serpent's Maze. It's a turn-off that goes into a circle. There are twelve different paths to take, and each breaks off into hundreds more."
It was then Hiei momentarily interrupted her, "And I don't suppose you have a map of the delta do you?"
He looked skeptic about this plan. Molly smiled at him. "Don't need to. I've got the whole thing memorized up here."
She pointed to her head. And Hiei groaned.
"Relax," she told him, "I know exactly where to go. And while those three are losing their minds in the delta maze, we'll be safely on the other side and on our way."
"How long will that take?" Molly heard Hiei ask her. She thought about it for a minute then gave her answer. "If there aren't any more problems along the way it would probably take about two weeks, maybe three if we count stops for the night and supplies. If there are problems, probably longer."
Hiei hung his head and she heard him say "Damn" under his breath.
"I'm sorry but that's the best I can do, unless you have a better idea or wings."
Molly said to him calmly. He sat up again and shook his head,
"No, I'm not in a hurry, so it doesn't matter how long it takes." Hiei said.
Molly put her hand on the gas lever and called back, "Good, because here's the turn-off!" She then veered sharp to the left, off of the main river stretch and into a circular clearing.
They stopped in the middle and stared at twelve different passage-ways that led god-knew-where.
Molly turned the ski to the third path on the left and then she took off. They zoomed down the narrow path, lined with tall cattails so high the two couldn't see what was in front of them.
But Molly had no problem navigating through the narrow twists and turns.
Then she turned sharply to the right pulled into a small pocket of tulies and then cut the engine.
"Hey, what are you d-" Hiei's question was cut off when Molly cupped her hand over his mouth to silence him. She put a finger to her lips to signal he be quiet.
When he nodded she took her hand away from his mouth and they listened. There was a solo humming of a single jet ski. It slowly went by their hiding place. Neither teen dared breathe as he passed them. When the buzz of his ski faded to silence they let out the breaths they'd been holding.
"That was a close one." Molly said. More to herself than anyone. She started up the Jet Ski again and they went back onto the main path. In the opposite direction the other man had gone.
It was getting dark. So Molly turned left and pulled onto a small beach on the side of the stream. "We can camp here for tonight." She said.
Then she jumped off the Jet Ski into the shallow water and then up onto the bank. Hiei followed her.
It took about twenty minutes before two sleeping bags were set up, a fire was started, and a small pot full of Progresso beef and vegetable soup was cooking.
The two sat at opposite sides of the fire, facing each other. Hiei was watching the fire and Molly was fiddling around with a guitar.
*Hiei's P.O.V*
The silence was almost unbearable. It was quieter than a graveyard accept for the crickets and Molly tuning her guitar.
"What are you doing?" Hiei finally asked her, though he already knew what she was doing.
She didn't look up when she answered, "Fixing my guitar, my sister was messing with it, so I'm tuning it right so I can play it-ah! There we go!"
She called triumphantly and Hiei looked up to see her happily testing out her work. Strumming each string carefully to make sure they sounded right. They did.
"Do you play any instruments?" She asked looking at him. Hiei thought about it for a moment.
He did know a little about playing guitar, from what he had learned by watching that hobo musician that would always play for scraps outside the coffee shop he used to go to.
"Only a little, of that." He told her, motioning to the guitar in her hand.
She smiled, "Cool. What do you know?" She asked walking over and handing him the instrument.
"Not much." He told her taking the guitar. Hiei held it expertly and strummed the strings a few times to get the feel of it. Then he started playing, a very fitting song I may add, Back in Black by ACDC.
When Hiei finished Molly applauded lightly. "Well done, that's really good."
She praised and he handed the guitar back to her. "My turn," she said, "but with a slight twist."
Hiei eyed her curiously, "What's that?" She gave him a smile and said, "I do vocals."
Hiei's eyes were surprised and Molly laughed at his expression, "Don't look so shocked Hiei, I used to be in a school chorus I don't suck that much." She laughed again, and then started playing.
You boys ever met a real country girl?
Talkin, true blue, out in the woods, down home, country girl
She's a hot little number in her pick-up truck
Daddy's sweet money done jacked it up
She's a party-all-nighter from South Carolina, a bad mamajama from down in Alabama
She's a raging Cajun, a lunatic from Brunswick, juicy Georgia peach
With a thick southern drawl, sexy swing and walk, brother she's all
Country, (shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay, country
Brother she's country
Well she wasn't kidding when she'd said she was a good singer, Hiei thought listening to her play.
Not only was she a good singer but she could play guitar really well too.
And Hiei was reminded of her personality (what little he knew of it) by the words she was singing. She was a country girl. She seemed like she had nowhere else she'd rather be than the outdoors, in the wild country surrounded by danger. Most human girls he knew were terrified of getting the slightest bit dirty.
But Hiei bet if Molly had the chance, she would go dirtbike riding off road in the rain and mud. He had a feeling she probably already had at one point, and he smirked inwardly at the thought.
A hell raisin sugar when the sun goes down, mama taught her how to rip up a town
Honey dripping honey from the hollerin Kentucky, getcha flippin kinda trippie like a Mississippi hippie,
She's a Kansas princess, crazy mother trucker, undercover lover
Thick southern drawl, sexy swing and walk,
Brother she's all
Country (shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay, country
Nothin but country
(thick southern drawl)
(sexy swing and walk)
(aw show 'em how a country girl does it one time now)
Brother she's country, from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
Nothin but country
Yea yeayeaaa
She's country (shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised she ain't afraid to stay, country
Yea she's nothing but country
She's all about the country
From the backwoods she's a homegrown, down to the bone, she's country
And with that Molly finished her song. "Not bad." Hiei commented. Molly smiled. She figured that was the nicest compliment she was going to get from him.
"Thanks, your Back in Black performance was pretty good too."
Hiei was confused, "Back in Black? What is that?" The demon asked confused.
"It's the song you played," Molly answered a bit surprised, "It's called Back in Black by a band named ACDC. And the song I sang was called She's Country by Jason Aldean."
Once Hiei nodded his understanding, Molly put down the guitar and reached for the ladle that was in the pot with their dinner.
"Soup's done I think." She said. Mixing it up a bit and then asking Hiei to pass her the two tin bowls and plastic spoons.
She filled each of them with some soup then handed a bowl to Hiei, and keeping another for herself.
They ate in silence and when they were done, the two both helped to clean up and then lied down to go to sleep.
"Night Hiei." Molly said quietly from her sleeping bag. "Hn." Was all he said before they both drifted off to sleep.
*Molly's P.O.V.*
Molly woke up early that morning (apparently later than she had figured) to see Hiei already up, and the "camp" looked practically empty.
Everything had been packed up in the Jet Ski and they were ready to go. The only thing left was Molly and her sleeping bag.
"Oh my God! You packed up the whole camp yourself? Why didn't you wake me I would've helped?" She yelled feeling like an idiot that Hiei had to clean up not only his things (just the sleeping bag) but her stuff too.
(Pots, pans, food, guitar, matches, wood, bowls, utensils, cups, drinks, etc.) Molly jumped up and quickly rolled her sleeping bag, then carried it to the Jet Ski and laid it in the seat compartment.
Hiei came up to her and said, "You were sleeping, I didn't really need help so there was no reason to wake you up. Besides it's not like it was that much of a job, it only took me fifteen minutes."
Hiei finished packing the last of the stuff just then, and he walked over to the Jet Ski, pushing it back out onto the water.
Molly looked disappointed, "Still I could have helped; now I feel like a lazy bum." She hung her head. Hiei chuckled lightly,
"The wild crazy country girl who rides a jet ski like a maniac, cooks, sings, and plays guitar is afraid she's a lazy bum, because she let me clean up camp in exchange for sleeping fifteen extra minutes? Honestly I don't think you need to worry. You've done more than your share." She looked up at him and he went on, quieter,"Besides, it's the least I can do to repay you for all you've done up to this point."
Molly smiled at him, "Thanks." she said. "Hn." was his reply as he got on the Jet Ski. "Uh Hiei," Molly said and he looked at her,
"Maybe it's a better idea if I drive, cuz i'm not the best at giving directions." She blushed, embarrassed.
*Hiei's P.O.V*
Hiei thought she looked kinda cute when she blushed but he immediately threw it out of his mind.
There could be danger everywhere, and there was no point in getting attached to this girl.
If he got attached, his enemies would use her to get to him, and he didn't want to put her in that kind of situation.
She was so innocent and kind, especially to him. More than he thought he deserved.
I'm not being fair, she doesn't know what I really am, or why those men are after me, and she could get hurt because she's in the dark...grahh damn morality! Yusuke and Kurama have had too much of an influence on me!
Still... Hiei glanced at Molly as she expertly steered through the winding paths of the river delta. I should tell her, but do you really want her to know the truth?Said a voice in the back of his head, there's a very good chance she will hate, reject or fear you, or all three. I don't think she'll do that...Who's to say she won't? Shut up!
You know I'm right, and it's a strong possibility. I said shut up! Hiei silenced his inner voice and didn't say anything for a long while.
Then Molly turned to the left and they ended up on a wide stretch of river. "Is this the main river highway?" Hiei asked. "No, this is just a wider area. Which is good because we have more room to move around if those guys catch up to us, but the downside is that they can see us better, whereas in the mazes of the delta they can't as well." Molly replied.
"Everything has its ups and downs." He said. Molly laughed, "Yeah, I guess you're right."
She then stopped laughing and took her hand of the gas. Her body was rigid and alert.
"What is it?" Hiei whispered. They couldn't have caught up with us already could they? Hiei thought. Thinking it was way too soon for them to have found the two so quickly. Then he felt Molly relax and she looked over her shoulder smiling, "I hear a truck."
She said and sped up leaving Hiei to figure out the meaning of that on his own. The two rounded a corner and there was a small beach.
Sure enough, at the top of the rise, was a red truck and in the water was a worn down Jet Ski, but it was in pretty good shape and looked fast.
Molly sped up to the beach and parked her jet ski. Then she jumped off and ran to the truck. "Hey!" She called.
Out of the driver and passenger seats Hiei saw two human males emerge. An adult, and a boy, maybe one or two years older than himself.
(Hiei, from what I know, is sixteen. Molly [a.k.a. me] is fifteen, and my cousin Aaron is seventeen. The adult guy is my uncle Tony, Aaron's dad and my mom's brother.)
Molly ran up to the younger boy and hugged him. He hugged her back.
The demon jumped off the ski and pulled it up onto the shore. Then he turned around to see the two hugging.
At watching that, Hiei couldn't help feeling a small pang of jealousy.
Is that her boyfriend? Hiei wondered,was it really surprising? She is a fairly attractive girl with an intriguing personality, it's no surprise someone like her is taken. The voice in the back of the demon's mind stated. Hiei pushed all of the thoughts out of his head. Then Molly looked at him a bit sympathetically.
She looked at the boy and whispered to him, and then they both walked towards Hiei, who was surprised.
"Hiei," Molly said his name to catch his attention. He looked up at her and the boy that he suspected to be Molly's boyfriend, "I'd like you to meet my cousin Aaron."
She stressed the word "cousin" just enough so that only Hiei would notice and pick up on the meaning.
He was kind of relieved, to be honest. Though he didn't really understand why. He pushed the thoughts out of his head.
Why should I care whether she has a boyfriend or not? It's none of my business. Hiei nodded to Aaron and then looked at Molly.
"Why are they here?" He asked her quietly. "They're here so they can take back their jet ski." She said.
Molly noticed Hiei looked a bit confused so she explained,
"The Jet Ski you're on right now, the one we've been riding, belongs to them and it's really expensive."
Hiei's confusion had died away, but only slightly, so she went on.
"They want to take this one back to the camp and let us use the older one. It's used and not as expensive but it's just as fast. And it holds more gas, but doesn't need a lot because the gas is just the backup, for the first several miles it's all electric, that way once the charge wears off the gas mileage kicks in and it runs on that. It's more environmentally conscious but they don't make them anymore, this is one of the only models."
"Then isn't this one just as, if not more, expensive because it's rare?" Hiei interjected. Sometimes human reasoning didn't make any sense.
Molly shrugged her shoulders, "Not really, they were banned because they were unstable. There seemed to be quite a few problems involving spontaneous combustion."
Hiei went tense, that is not a promising prospect, he thought, imagining the ski catching fire midway through a chase and then blowing up.
"Don't worry about it," Molly said," the mechanic men among my family worked out the kinks, so it won't do that." Hiei relaxed at hearing that.
Though he didn't trust anyone because it was against his better judgment, he decided to trust her's, she was, after all, his only chance of getting out of this third world country and back to the U.S.
He could have called Koenma for a portal to Spirit World, but didn't want to risk it. One thing the foolish humans had managed to accomplish was satellite tracking.
There was a possibility that he'd be tracked and then hunted down once they'd gotten a lock on his signal and location. Before he'd left, Kurama had told him this, and said that unless it was an absolute worst case scenario emergency it would be best not to contact them.
Hiei sighed as Molly called him over to help load up the Jet Ski.
The three teens then loaded the ski onto the trailer and checked over the replacement to make sure it had everything they needed.
"We figured you two would be gone awhile so we packed it with plenty of supplies," Said Tony, Molly's uncle, "and in case you crash into something or run into any explosive problems, all the stuff is in plastic waterproof bags so it won't get wet. That way you can salvage what you can if the need comes up." Hiei pushed the Jet Ski off the beach and then jumped on the back as Molly started the machine up with a roar of the engine.
"Thanks Uncle Tony, tell everyone not to worry and that I'll be back as soon as I can!" With a promising nod from the man, she turned off from shore and drove off down the river.