A part of Hiei's past that he didn't tell anyone. What will happen?

A Secret Past: Part 1

Yuri woke at the days first light peeking gently through the rice paper of her window. She groaned and rolled off her bed, then stretched cat-like on the floor in every possible way. Then as she stood she rubbed the sleep from her eyes while yawning and walked over to her dresser. Ignoring the note left by Shigure to do her chores, she picked out a simple black and white karate outfit. Nice form fitting white pants that were cut off just past her knee and a black shirt with no sleeves and a white sash around her weist. Bandages were wrapped tightly around her forarms (wrists and hands also) and ankles. She walked back to her window and opened it all the way, allowing the freezing winter air to fill the room. The sun hadn't risen over the far away hills yet, leaving the clouds with a line of light blue that faded into the black of night. The trees surrounding the small temple that was her house, were frost bitten and slightly dropped due to the freezing atmosphere. She watched as the misty fog glided gently over the frosty grass, like a ghost.

Now, for a nine year old girl, Yuri was very smart. Most called her wise beyond her years. She had knowledge of almost anything that had to do with medicine, myths, legends, demons, fighting, and weapons, and knew how to outsmart even the most cunning opponents. She was a skilled fighter, but still had much to learn. She had a passion for making strange weapons that had never been seen before. Always, Shigure caught her daydreaming, and would often watch as the mechanics in her head were always coming up with new ideas. The walls of her room were even plastered with drawings of the different mechanisms. And when she wasn't outside training, she was often found in the basement making new things to add to her weaponry.

And although she never thought much of it, she was also very pretty. She had long silver hair, pale skin, and black eyes that faded into purple near the pupil (there is no white part at all, it's all black that fades into purple), elven ears and a long sliver dog tail. And starting from somewhere under her hair she had two black strips on her cheeks. And just in the center of her forhead was a royal blue cresant moon.

Her attention was suddenly caught when she saw a bush being pushed away to reveal... a demon. It was dressed in all black (guess who!) which made it very hard to make out any details through the thick fog. But whoever it was, it was moving at a slow but steady pace towards the front door. This demon was different Yuri could clearly sense he had a strange aura about him...

"hmmmm..." she mused, eyes narrowing slightly. Then a solid black aura surrounded her. It took the shape of her body for a moment, but then shifted into a small black, mist-like cloud, glided across the floor and passed through her bedroom door. (She can turn into a shadow and travel through stuff, like a little black ghost, and she can change shape to form into an objects shadow...)

Across the hall, down the stairs, and past the kitchen door she went, until she stopped and reverted back to her normal state. She sank down to the floor with her back against the wall, and gently eased the door to the front room open. But no more then an inch or so.

And there Shigure sat,polishing something from the last surgury he performed, unaware of the mysterious person that was barely feet from the front door. Yuri was puzzled. Shigure was a doctor, per say, and was visited by strange people weekly. Of course she was used to this by now. So, why was she so deeply interested in this one?

The heavy metal door opened and in walked the stranger, but she still couldn't see him. The front room was usually dark and the light shining from behind the stranger made it rather hard to see.

"I'm looking for Shigure,"he stated. "I was told he could give me a Jagan implant." It was definatly a male, his voice was smooth and calm, but at the same time harsh and demanding.

Shigure ignored him and continued with his work.

"Did you here what I said?" The stranger demanded. Yuri's master then turned and looked at his visitor, and then turned back to his work once more.

"A scrauny little groundling like you isn't cut out for that kind of suffering. Now, run along home." He said.Yuri could already tell that his words annoyed the stranger. He growled deeply and suddenly unsheathed the katana strapped to his side. Then plunged it deep into the palm of his left hand. The stranger smirked.

"I'm sure that I can handle it," he said removing the blade from his hand. Shigure simply watched him before he sighed in his own protest.

"Alright, you've proved your tolerance for pain. But theres one more condition, I will only agree to operate on those who have lived a life that holds my interest. I'm not about to waist my talents on some insufferable bore, so you had better have a decent story to tell... So, lets here it." Shigure said. Yuri was now rapped with more attention then before.

"Hn, you may regret this after i'm finished. In fact just thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach." And so Yuri listened to him, all his suffering, his torment, and his abandonment. All the pain that he had felt made her very near to crying.

Later that day, Yuri sat in her room facedown on her bed, her head shoved between two pillows. More screams erupted from downstairs along with the earsplitting sound of crunching metal. She could only imagine how much pain the boy must be going through right now. Him strapped to the metal operating table, his arms and legs bolted down to it, despratly trying to free himself. She burried herself deeper into her pillow. When the boy had finished his story, Shigure agreed to give him the Jagan. Yuri heard them heading towards the door she was hiding behind and fled back to her room.

But a thought that had been chewing at the back of her mind suddenly came to her. Why? Why was she so worried about this boy? She knew not of what he looked like or what he was like. And for all she knew, he could be a murderous raving lunatic. Maybe she felt pity for him, or she was just curious to know him. Or perhaps it was a thirst for knowledge that made her so attracted to this demon.

Over the next several weeks Yuri hadn't seen a hide nor hair of the demon that Shigure and worked on. Her master had ordered her to stay out of their way as he trained the demon in his sword technique. The boy had no incling of her exsistance in the temple. She worked and trained secretly at night as the two of them slept and then hid in her room during the day as they trained, not daring to look out her window to catch a glimps of the boy. Twice Shigure had caught her trying to sneek into the boys room while he slept, and sent her to her room with no supper.

Then one morning, just before she was to hide away in her room, Shigure came to her. He had said that KingMukuro had summoned him right away, and didn't know when and/or if he was ever coming back. He told her to take care of herself and keep a close watch on the boy while his strength returned to him. And then, just like that, she was alone once more.

IMPORTANT! Ok the first couple chapters are going to be a bit dull but they absolutely will get WAY better in later chapters.

Ok so now that that is out of the way...Did you like it? I think I may have needed to add a little more description to it, but I guess it doesn't matter... Please review me!