Hey guys! As you know, I have this strange obsession with OC characters. I've been trying to figure out a good plot line for a Hiei/OC, and I think this might be it!

Anyways, I'm EXTREMELY depressed right now. My bunny named Coco somehow escaped from her pin yesterday, but she happened to be close to my house so I was able to call her to me. Today, however, she escaped again (how she does it is beyond me). I spent what seemed like forever looking in the woods behind our house, down the street to my uncle's, and back around again. No rabbit. This is the longest I've been without my rabbit-thinks-she's-a-dog, and I'm hoping nothing has happened to her. She's so friendly towards other people (loooooves being petted) I'm afraid she might get too close to the wrong person.

Also, my basset hound that I've had since I was a little kid is having perineal hernia surgery tomorrow (actually, it's more like this morning considering how late it is). The surgery isn't an emergency or anything, but I'm worried anyways. How can I not be? Ugh, I get waaaay too attached to animals.

So, to cut it short, I'm writing to make me feel better. Review if you like it, maybe it'll cheer me up. I thought about eating some white chocolate ice cream in the freezer, but it's discusting, so I decided to write about the next best thing: HIEI! (Well, Hiei and ice cream kinda go together, right?)

This is set after Yusuke and everyone comes back from the Makai after the last episode. I'm assuming they went back to "crime fighting".

Sorry for any spelling or grammer mistakes, I feel too depressed to edit them.

PLEEEAAASE REVIEW (I NEED SOMETHING TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER)...

ENJOY MY NEWEST STORY: "Speak to Me"


Chapter one: Laughter

I was sitting in the front of the classroom, listening intentively to my history professor. Behind me, a girl was whispering to a boy next to her about a party that Saturday. To the left of me, a boy was groaning about a homework assignment due that day that he hadn't finished. To my right, a group of girls were laughing about a text message one of them had received.

Laughter.

Oh, how I miss it.

I remember living out sixteen years disguised as a human, not speaking the entire time. I remember sitting in various classrooms, fading into the background while the instructors droned on and on. I remember that the entire time I was there, I never laughed. I never sang. I never said one word. I couldn't. Although, it wasn't exactly by choice.

You see, I was cursed. Not in the literal sense, though. It's more like my subconcious sent me into a state of verbal hibernation. There's no physical reason, it's more mental.

Koenma paid for me to see various Spirit World shrinks. They weren't any help, however, because I couldn't tell them anything that would help them help me. If King Enma were to find out that I were alive, all Hell would break loose. Damn that Enma! It was his fault I was in this mess. It's his fault I'm stuck living as a mute human while all my friends think I'm dead.

Koenma helps me, and I owe him quite a lot. He supplies me with enough money for the basics, helped me train and build up strength in this new body, and he also allows me to come to him for help when I need it. Sadly, I have to ask him for help much more than I like.

Since I can use only a limited amout of power without giving out my identity, Koenma has to do a lot of things for me. Last week, a group of middle D class demons tried to kill me. I mean, come on! It's a sad, sad day when your so low on the food chain that D Class demons try to pick on you! I'm telling you, it's just wrong.

Koenma is worried because, until recently, no demons ever tried to kill me. In fact-because of the "human" disguise-they couldn't even tell that I was a demon. It's just suddenly became "let's kill the demon disguised as a human" day. Fricking fantasic, if you ask me.

Alright, let's get back to me. My name, as of right now, is Azami Nakamura. My true name is Chi. Nothing else. Just Chi. I know, I know! Having a name that just means "blood" is a bit odd. Okay, a lot odd. He hated it too. He'd said, "Having one name for both your companions and your enemies makes no sense."

In his mind, it didn't. To people he considered his friends (according to him, they were "companions"), he was, "Hiei". However, to those he wanted to fear him, he was "Jaganshi Hiei".

So he called me something other than "Chi". To him I was "Chihiro". I think it's funny. The fact that usually the shortening of one's name is a nickname. No, for me it was different. My nickname was a lengthened version of my own. I loved it.

I still do.

My hair is black. I love having natural black hair. I have embarrassingly uneven bangs, and my hair is long-past my back, which I hate-because I'm not the kind of person who likes to spend money on a haircut or take the risk to screw it up herself. My skin is pale, and I have a few grayish-orange freckles spotting my nose from sun exposure. My eyes are green-the same color as my demon ones. I have very pale lips, which are currently chapped to the point that it's sad.

I, again, can't talk. Sometimes I like having a legitimate excuse not to talk to someone while, at other times, it can be very inconvienient for me. To fix this problem, I carry around a small notebook and pen at all times. It's fairly new. I had to buy a new one a couple weeks ago because it was becoming full. I still have it, though. I keep it with me in my messenger bag.

My style choices are boring, to say the least. I wear jeans or shorts, depending on the weather, and whatever's on the sale rack at a local department store. Hey, Koenma might give me money, but I'm not about to let him give me enough for a complete shopping spree. I have my priorities.

As of now, my main goal is to have what I did sixteen years ago. My powers, my freedom, my voice-

-my Hiei.

Forgetting I was in the middle of class, I groaned pathetically-and silently-and slammed my head into my desk.

My teacher looked at me sharply.

"Miss. Nakamura?" he scolded. "Do you have a problem?"

I quickly shook my head no, hiding my obvious blush with my hair as my classmates giggled around me. This was one of the few times I was glad that I couldn't talk. Damn, do I always have to make a fool of myself?

I slumped back into my desk, watching the clock as the seconds ticked by. Around eight minutes after my embarressment, the classroom door opened...

...and in ran Botan, ore, kimono and all.

"Azami!" she screeched, dashing towards my desk.

I gave her a look that plainly said, 'What the Hell, Botan!'

Her faced was flushed, and she looked out of breath, "Azami, they're everywhere!"

I raised an eyebrow-something I'd profected just for Botan.

Realizing I had absolutely no clue what she was talking about, Botan leaned next to my ear and whispered, "Demons. It's bad. They're mid-C class at the least. I think they suspect you. According to Koenma, they're trying to break through the seal around you."

I froze. C class demons? They suspected me? How did they...?

I quickly flipped open my notebook, ignoring my professor's shouts, and scribbled:

To break through the seal, they've gotta be close, right?

Botan nodded, "They're right outside the building."

I opened my mouth to curse, but nothing came out so I shut it.

I scribbled again:

What're we gonna do?

She sighed, grabbed my wrist and said, "Duh, RUN!"

I had just enough time to sling my notebook back into my bag as we took off, dashing through the hallways at record-breaking speed. Behind us, I could faintly hear my teacher's frantic shouts. Botan released her hold on my wrist, and the two of us began running side-by-side.

Botan, knowing me well enough to answer questions I don't ask said, "Koenma only sent me to get you because I was nearby already. Yusuke goes to school here."

I nodded, jumping over a janitor's mop-and-bucket. He must go to school here. Yusuke was the Spirit Detective Botan had to babysit all the time. I only knew because she complained about him and the others all the time. I knew all about the three members Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Kurama. Out of all of them, she complained about Kurama the least, but I won't go into detail about that. Funny, she never mentioned that Yusuke went to school with me. Odd, I've never met him. Then again, there's a lot of people I don't know.

"There's a portal waiting for us outside the school, but it's in the air. I couldn't risk those demons getting in, and they can't fly," she said, climbing on her ore and gesturing for me to follow.

I jumped on behind her, and we crashed through the front entrance doors. Sadly, though, we weren't able to break them, because Botan had to go and push them open with her hands as we exited. Way to kill the cool action movie mood, Botan!

Above us, I could see the portal hovering all welcoming, but in front of us were a bunch of ugly, stereotypical demons. A discusting set of green, red, and yellow-all with yellow horns. I mean, come on guys, at least try and look non-revolting. I'd hate to be on the receiving end of one of those guys' breath! As we flew over the dumbstruck demons (they might be high in power, but they're pretty low on smarts), I managed to give the green one with the horn a kick over the head. HAH!

I was feeling pretty good about myself until, wouldn't you know it, a bright light exploded underneath me. I did a silent open-mouthed shriek and looked behind me to see the source of the explosion. In the midst of it all, I saw a punk-looking kid with waaaaay too much hair gel (I'm assuming this is Yusuke) pointing his finger at the demons as if to say "bad boy", an orange-haired boy with a glowing sword (definetely Kuwabara), and a redheaded guy with a rose-thorn whip (Kurama by default). I could tell that there was another figure, but it was hidden by the smoke and I couldn't smell anything through the wind whipping past me.

Botan spoke, "It's just the guys, Azami. Don't worry about it."

Just as I made a mental note to ask her about the forth guy, the red demon threw a flaming ball of fire at Kuwabara (I wondered how none of the humans were noticing this). The orange-haired kid flew backwards threw the air and onto the harsh cement sidewalk, crumbling it beneath him. Ouch. The kid stood shakily, whiping blood from the side of his mouth.

Suddenly, I felt guilty. Super guilty. How horrible was I to act all damsel-in-distress while these guys fought it out with C class demons? Heck, I was at least an upper C with my powers concealed! I could at least be of some help. Quickly, I slipped off my messanger bag and threw it over Botans shoulder and slung my feet over the edge of her ore.

"Azami," Botan warned, noticing the dangerous look in my eyes, "don't-"

Before she could continue, I jumped from the ore and into the exploding sounds below. The worst part was that, even though I was falling from such an incredible height at such a terrifying speed, I couldn't even scream.

Below me, I saw the fourth person on the ground whose name I didn't know look up at me. Our eyes met for a split second, and my heart stopped. I don't know how I did it, but for the first time in sixteen years, I spoke. It was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard. It was perfect.

"Hiei."


That's it for chapter 1! I would very much appriciate it if you would review! I better get to sleep now. In order to get my dog to the vet in time for his surgery I have to be up at seven...during the summer -_-

I LOVE you guys,

Jazz ^-^