Playing With Fire!
Hey everyone. This is my forth YYH Fic. I redid it, if you all ready read it hope you like the slight changes. Please tell me what you thing of the changes. They can be anonymous reviews.
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Chapter 1: The Fire That Can't Be Put Out
The two were fighting with everything that they had. They were evenly matched, but fought differently.
She moved with grace and agility. He fought with speed and precision. She was just as swift as he was and he was just as agile.
"Come on, Hiei, do you really think that you can kill me?" she cooed blocking his katana with her own.
"If I didn't then, do you think I would be fighting you?" he slyly questioned back as he managed to nick her arm.
She flipped over him to a near by, lower branch and ran her finger over the wound. She then looked up at him and chuckled.
"What's so funny, Shakaku?" he asked giving her a questionable look.
"Oh, just you managed to wound me," Shakaku answered. "But mind you, that won't happen again."
"Hn."
She leaped off of the branch and gracefully landed on the ground. Her plum hair floated down to her back. She gazed up at him with orbs of the most brilliant green that there ever was inviting him to come. He jumped down and they continued their battle.
She was just an inch shorter than him without her boats on, and an inch taller with them on.
"HIEI," cried Yusuke, with Puu on his head, running toward the battlefield followed by Kurama, Botan, and Kuwabara. "You couldn't have waited for us?" he asked watching the two fight.
"Ah, detective, don't worry you'll get your turn," Shakaku said. She mange to knock Hiei back a bit to be able to turning her attention slightly over to Yusuke. "Oh, and detective, I know that you are scared but do you really think that bringing that stuff animal on your head is going to keep you safe?" she asked. She slowly turned her attention back to her opponent, ignoring Yusuke's yelling. The next thing she realized was the sting of steel in her stomach.
Her hand went directly over the wound after Hiei pulled his katana out, spraying blood over him. Some landed in his mouth, which he casually licked off and swallowed. She felt the warm liquid running freely out of the wound.
She stumbled back a little and gazed at him in surprise, yet betrayal could be seen too. Her lips curled into a weak smile.
"Why are you smiling?" Hiei asked.
"Now, that you had a taste…of my blood…" She fell to her knees still holding her wound. "You are not going… to be able… to get rid of me," she snickered in between shocks of pain. "I'll be back," she whispered to herself.
She collapsed under the pain. She was still. Right after that, her body disintegrated into ashes right at Hiei's feet.
"Told you I can kill you," Hiei said kicking the ashes.
"Way to go Hiei," Yusuke congratulated sarcastically looking at the scattered ashes.
"Yeah, but we needed her alive," Botan said, "How are we going to find the stolen object now?" she asked.
"Hn, like I care," Hiei replied walking away placing his katana back in it's sheath.
For some reason he wasn't starting to feel good after he killed her. He has killed before and seen death and blood but why was her death so different?
The gang walked away arguing about what they were going to tell Koenma, and didn't noticed that a small wind had picked up. The ashes were taken up by the wind and were taken to a small cozy looking cottage at the edge of the forest.
"Yo, Kasen, she's back," a silver hair girl said watching the ashes come through the window and under the crack of a door.
"'Bout time," a girl with raven hair and fire red tips replied. "I wonder who she picked this time."
The two walked into the room that the ashes had entered.
"I hope she didn't pick another drunken weak little punk. Man, that took forever to get that stench out of the house," the silver hair girl stated.
"I know, Makaze. I was there."
The two watched as the ashes landed on the bed and fell into the form of the girl that the ashes once were.
"Anyways, how did she get killed by a drunk? She is ten times stronger than he was," Makaze asked grabbing some clothes from the dresser.
"Don't forget she was drunk herself," Kasen replied.
The ashes had disappeared and in its place was the plum hair girl. Her wounds were gone but her clothes were torn. Makaze and Kasen had changed her blood stain clothes. So, they wouldn't stick and so that Shakaku wouldn't yell at them when she woke.
When all was done, the two went into the living room and had tea.
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